In the soft glow of her apartment, Lena's slender, petite body curved into Jake's as their new relationship crackled with unspoken heat. "You've got talented hands, but I suspect they're underused," she teased, her tone sharp and commanding even as a shy flush crept up her neck. Jake grinned, pulling her closer. "Prove it, then."
Lena's fingers traced his belt with purpose, freeing his hard cock before she dropped to deliver a teasing blowjob, her lips working him with confident rhythm while he panted above her. "Don't get too comfortable," she murmured around him, "I'm just getting you ready for what I need."
Pushing him back, she guided his hand between her thighs, already horny and wet. "Start with your fingers in my pussy," she said, voice steady despite the hesitation in her eyes. Jake obliged, sliding in as she dripped around him, her strong grip on his wrist directing every curl.
"More," Lena demanded after a beat, sweating lightly as tension built. "One fist now." The stretch burned with little pain, her tightness yielding slowly, but she held his gaze, panting, "You're learning fast—keep going."
With a wicked smile, she shifted. "Both fists in my pussy." Jake's inexperience showed, but her commands drove him, the double intrusion making her cum hard, juices dripping as she arched powerfully. "Good," she gasped, "now my ass."
Lena flipped onto her knees, strong and unyielding. "One fist there first, then both." The entry was tight and deliberate, pain flickering but fading into pleasure as she directed him deeper, their bodies glistening with sweat. Finally, she pulled him close: "One in each—now."
As they moved in sync, her ass and pussy clenching around his fists, Lena came again with a triumphant cry, cum slick on his skin. Jake followed, spent and awed. She smirked through her panting, already plotting. "That was just our warm-up."
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