Sapphic Erotica: Scene 57

Title: Sapphic Erotica: Scene 57

Author: RandyPan

Celebs: Ellen Page, Blake Lively

Codes: FF, oral, mas, exh, con

Disclaimer: This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.

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Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series.  Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a strip club, where Blake stands by the bar, in a black leather bra, panties, and knee-length boots. “Mike, did Chuck show up today?”

“Still haven’t seen him,” the bartender says.

“Fuck!  Now I’m gonna have to go break his dick off.”

Mike laughs at this, then motions next to her. “Hey, looks like you got a customer.”

Blake looks to her right, then looks down, and sees Ellen, in a tomboyish t-shirt and shorts. “Eighteen plus here.”

“That’s fine, I’m thirty.”

“Oh, really?”

“Wanna see my driver’s license?”

Blake chuckles. “What do you want?”

Ellen whips out a wad of bills. “How much for a lapdance?”

“Huh.  Don’t usually get chicks coming in here for that.”

“At least you acknowledge I’m a chick.” Blake laughs. “So, where we doing this?”

“C’mon, honey…” Blake says, heading toward the VIP room, beckoning Ellen to follow her. “Let me show you.”

Moments later, we see Ellen standing in front of a jukebox, sipping a beer, as Blake looks her up and down. “Am I even gonna fit on your lap?”

Ignoring her, Ellen continues looking, then, “Holy shit, you got this song?” She hits the button combination, then sits in the folding chair, and, seconds later, “I Wish You Were A Beer” by Cycle Sluts From Hell starts playing.  On hearing it, Blake smiles, and starts dancing, banging her head as she approaches Ellen, then straddles her legs, waving her tits in her face, as she grinds against her lap.  In the closing moments of the song, she rips off her bra, giving Ellen an up close look at her naked titties.

“Oh, fuck, that was hot!” Ellen says, stuffing some bills in Blake’s panties.  Blake grins, as she rests her arms on Ellen’s shoulders, and her forehead on Ellen’s as well. “Hey, I was just thinking, anyone ever give you a lapdance?”

Blake laughs, as she responds, “No, I can’t say they ever have.”

Ellen pulls out more bills. “Why don’t you go pick a song, and I’ll get ready.” Still laughing, Blake gets up and goes to the jukebox, as, behind her, Ellen strips down to her underwear.  After a moment, Blake now sits down, just as Judas Priest’s “Living After Midnight” starts, causing Ellen to laugh.  As the song plays, we see Ellen is surprisingly good, as she rides on top of Blake’s considerably roomier lap, at one point taking her bra off in one fluid motion.  As we hear the line, ‘I’m getting hotter by the hour,’ we see from Blake’s face that she is indeed getting turned on.

When the song ends this time, Ellen suddenly shoves her tongue in Blake’s mouth, and Blake gladly takes it, even offering her own. “You know…” Blake says with a gasp, when they stop, “My shift is ending in a minute.  How about you take me home to your place?”

“My car is tiny.”

Blake chuckles at this. “It’s okay.  I’m flexible.”

Some time later, we see the two embracing and kissing on Ellen’s bed, in only their panties, Ellen groping and squeezing Blake’s large breasts.  Between kisses, Ellen asks, breathily, “You ever done this before?”

“Done it with a chick?  Hell, I used to do porn.”

Ellen grins up at her. “Really?  Girl-girl?”

“Oh, yeah.  Sometimes girl-girl-girl.”

“You good?”

Blake suddenly throws Ellen off her, and onto her back. “Okay,” she says as she does this, “I’m gonna show you.” She then gets on top of Ellen, and, starts licking and sucking one of her nipples, while, down below, she moves her panties aside, and starts to finger-bang Ellen’s hairy twat.

“Hoh!” Ellen gasps vocally, brow furrowing.  After a bit, Blake moves down, tracing a line down Ellen’s pudgy stomach, while pulling down her panties.  Once she gets to her area, Blake grabs some of Ellen’s pubes between her teeth, and tugs on it. “Oh, Jesus…” Ellen chuckles, watching her, propped up on her elbows.  We then see, in our first close-up, Blake spread open Ellen’s now drooling pussy, and start lapping up her moisture from the inside. “Ooh…God…” Ellen moans, face twitching, tilting her head back.  Back in the close-up, Blake has her first two fingers stuffed in Ellen’s cunt, as she licks around her clit. “Huh…huh…” Ellen breathes hard, starting to buck her hips.  Suddenly, her face contorts, and, craning her neck back, Ellen lets out a deep, throaty groan.

As she recovers, Blake comes up, and tongue-kisses her, giving her a taste of her own juices. “Think you can match that?” she then whispers.

“Well…” Ellen whispers back, “I’ve never done porn, but I’ve eaten a lot of pussy in my day.” She then, in an amazing display of leverage, throws Blake back under her, both laughing. Ellen then leans down, and sucks Blake’s hard nipples, tugging on them a bit with her lips.

She then scoots down, pulling Blake’s panties aside, and, in another close-up, shoves her tongue in the middle of Blake’s already sopping wet pussy. “Ooh!” Blake whines, then moans breathily, “Huh…” She then starts writhing on the bed, digging her teeth into her lower lip, and kneading her tits, as, back in the close-up, Ellen licks and sucks on her throbbing clit, while she moves her fingers in and out, her hand upside down. “Oh!” Blake gasps, “Oh, God, don’t stop…” Again in the close-up, Ellen takes Blake’s clit between her teeth, and tugs it. “Oh, fuck…” Blake starts to dig her nails into her big, soft tits, “Oh, God, that’s it…Keep doing that…” Suddenly, her back arches, her leg jerks, almost knocking Ellen off her, and she lets out a shrill whine, as she cums hard.

As she catches her breath, Ellen climbs off her, and reaches for her panties. “So, should I drive you home, or is your car back at the club?”

“You don’t want me to stay?”

“Uh, I do.  I just figured you might want to…”

Blake giggles. “Oh, honey, relax.  C’mon, lie back down with me.” After hesitating a moment, Ellen comes back to her, and the two share a long, deep tongue-kiss. “Anyway…” Blake then says when they stop, “We can get my car in the morning.” Ellen laughs out loud at this, and Blake again giggles, as the scene fades out.

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