They laid in bed for what felt like hours, Lucy naked on top of the maid, kissing. On her mouth, her neck, her collarbone.
Every time the younger’s hand attempted to tug at the string to open up Scarlett’s dress, she pulled away again, as if she was hesitating.
“Lucy, would you like to undress me?” Scarlett asked.
Lucy’s eyes shot open and she blushed instantly.
Scarlett had never been the type to feel ashamed about anything. If Lucy wanted to see another woman’s naked body, she would show her own.
“Do you want to undress me or shall I do it?”
“...”
“Lay beside me,” Scarlett said, almost like an order.
Lucy obeyed. Her mouth fell open when Scarlett kneeled on the bed and slowly pulled on the cord of her dress, opening the front. When it was open enough, she took the dress off, showing Lucy her body, only clothed in undergarments. It was a thin white skirt, blouse, and corset.
Scarlett next brought her hands to the back, pulled at the strings of her corset and when most of the pressure was off she opened the hooks at the front, one by one while Lucy’s eyes followed every move.
When the devilish thing was off, Scarlett took a big inhale of air, enjoying the relaxing free feeling around her body without that hard thing caging her waist.
“Hmm, I always like it when that thing is gone, don’t you?”
Lucy swallowed and nodded quickly, fumbling the sheets with her fingers while watching what Scarlett’s hands did next.
They started to pull at the next string, the one of her blouse.
“If I could, I would walk around naked all the time,” Scarlett said before she pulled the blouse over her head, showing her milady her naked breasts.
Lucy’s eyes looked away this time while she bit at her lip and grabbed the sheets tightly.
“Oh, don’t look away, it makes me feel like you don’t want to look at me... You don’t like what you see?” Scarlett asked, running her fingers over her round breasts.
“W-what? I...I do like to see. I think you’re beautiful!” Lucy stuttered, daring to look at her maid. A few candles burned in the room, making an orange glow on her skin. Scarlett was beautiful.
The older one smiled and she pushed the white underskirt down.
The rise and fall of Lucy’s pale little bosom was quick and her heavy breathing was the only thing audible in the room when Scarlett sat on her bum and plucked the skirt off her feet before she spread her legs, letting Lucy have a good look.
“You see how we all look different?” Scarlett asked.
“H-how can you be so... so...”
“Shameless?” Scarlett giggled.
“...!”
Lucy sat in a perfectly decent position. She had even pulled the sheets on her lap. But not Scarlett. No, not Scarlett, who crawled further towards the younger till her breath was fanning in her face, but then suddenly laid down next to her.
Lucy gasped once, finally able to breathe again, then did the same and laid down too, next to Scarlett, leaving both women to look at the ceiling.
“Do you ever wonder who painted all these beautiful drawings on the ceiling?” Scarlett asked before she stuck a finger in her mouth, coating it with saliva.
“N-no, not really...” Lucy replied. “I feel you always notice so many things, while I--ahh!”
The older suddenly placed her hand between Lucy’s legs and began to caress her with wettened fingers.
“While you?” Scarlett whispered against Lucy’s neck.
“I...ahhh... I f-forgot what I wanted to s-say.” Lucy panted.
“Wet your fingers, Lucy,” Scarlett ordered while her own drew circles.
Lucy brought a trembling hand to her mouth and sucked on her fingers.
“Touch me then, go on, I know you want to.”
Scarlett kissed the younger on the mouth and took her trembling hand in her own, guiding Lucy between her legs, showing where to touch her precisely.
“There... Yes, that’s good, Lucy...” The older woman praised, while her fingers pulled her own folds more open so that Lucy’s fingers could rub over her clitoris which was out for attention.
The inexperienced fingers weren’t fully capable of doing the job correctly, but Scarlett helped and grinded her sweet spot against Lucy’s index and middle finger while her own fingers ran through the younger’s wetness before rubbing over the swelling clit again.
It didn’t take long before Lucy’s legs started trembling. “Ahh...S-Scarlett...” She moaned, clearly at her end.
Scarlett pulled her fingers away and massaged her milady’s breasts instead, till the nipples were stiff and hard underneath her fingers and Lucy was moaning more like a harlot who was faking it.
It turned Scarlett on and she brought a finger inside of her own, fucking it into the wet warm depths of her own body while Lucy kept stroking her sweet spot as best as she could.
Scarlett was going to take care of Lucy in a special way soon, but first, she needed to blow off some steam herself as it has been weeks since she had someone touch her since her arrival at the castle.
“Ahh...faster, Lucy...” Scarlett moaned before she pressed her lips on Lucy’s again, who was breathing just as fast as she was, and gasped into her mouth.
The younger listened and moved her fingers faster and faster until the maid reached the point of no return and felt her muscles contract around her own fingers while soaking the bed as jolts of pleasure surged through her body until her orgasm was over.
She then stopped Lucy’s hand, who was still trying to keep going. “S-stop, Lucy,” she said.
“D-did I do it right?” Lucy asked, her face all red and her copper locks sticking against her forehead.
“You were wonderful, you made me feel so good.”
“Did I?”
“Hmm...” Scarlett hummed in agreement and straddled Lucy, soaking her belly. “And because you did so well, I’m gonna make you feel good now...”
Lucy wanted to say something but moaned instead as Scarlett folded her warm mouth around one of her nipples.
Scarlett sucked on it and flicked her tongue against the hard bud a few times before she ran her tongue lower, dipping it in the navel.
“You have such soft skin,” she said between sucking on the freckled skin and blinking up to look at her milady while her body slid between Lucy’s legs, forcing them to open up for her.
Lucy had her head raised off the pillow to look down. Her lower lip stuck between her teeth and in her eyes a mix of anticipation and fear.
“W-what are you going...” Lucy swallowed. “To do?” she asked with a trembling voice when Scarlett gave sweet little kisses, running lower and lower until she reached a hipbone.
“I’m worshipping each inch of your skin, Lucy,” Scarlett said before pulling one leg up and kissing the inside of it. She trailed her tongue up and down and up and down.
“You’re--” Lucy swallowed again. “Not gonna...”
“Oh, I am...” Scarlett whispered and placed the leg down before doing the same on the other side, drawing her tongue against the soft inner thigh. “I am.”
Lucy’s leg began to shiver and Scarlett placed it down again before she pushed both legs further apart.
The younger released a high-pitched whimper when Scarlett’s tongue licked on the outer lips a few times.
“Oh!” Lucy arched her back when Scarlett then pushed her tongue a little bit inside.
It was so wet, sweet, and warm. Scarlett felt Lucy’s muscles tense immediately. She licked over the swelling folds, up to down and up again till she found Lucy’s little hard pearl. She sucked on it, gently of course, but at a quick pace before she licked around, repeating that process.
Lucy was a mess. The bed was a wet mess. Luckily the walls of the castle were thick because Lucy’s moans bounced off them as the candlelight did.
Scarlett deliberately didn’t stick a finger into the virgin but made a promise to herself that she would let Lucy get acquainted with that next time. Meanwhile, her tongue rhythmically circled over the clit, again and again, knowing exactly how to please until she felt Lucy twitch underneath her lips and legs trembled on the bed while her mistress pressed her clit against her tongue, coming loudly.
“Ahh...!”
The older licked Lucy through the orgasm and stopped when Lucy’s muscles were done clenching before she slowly slid up again and laid next to Lucy.
She pulled her in her arms, letting the younger rest her head on her soft bosom. Lucy laid completely still while Scarlett caressed her hair out of her face. They were both sticky and sweaty and feeling so hot.
“Your heartbeat is getting slower,” Lucy said before yawning.
“Are you tired?” Scarlett asked. Lucy nodded. “Sleep then. Tomorrow is a new day again. I’ll wait till you are in dreamland before I go to my own room.”
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