[M] Twenty (1/1)

Wendy stood in front of the mirror, toothbrush in hand as she went about her nightly routine. To be honest, she both hated and loved it. She hated that it was required, having to constantly struggle to maintain her beautiful mochi skin, taking care of her appearance for others. On the other hand, she loved being pretty. She didn’t think she held a candle to Irene or Joy, but still, they were on a level of their own as far as she was concerned.Her mind drifted back to Yeri’s confession, the heartfelt words that had poured from the small girl’s lips. She was shocked but the past few days all came together. The way Yeri had clung to her and been so kind. The touching and cuddling. She blushed as she remembered Yeri sitting on her lap as she had grown hard, the girl most likely not moving because she was actively enjoying it.When they had come home, each of them with their own pint of ice cream, Yeri had been cool and collected. She could tell their youngest was putting up a strong facade of acceptance but every now and then, from the corner of her eye, she could see the girl’s lips slip into an unhappy frown. She could see Yeri’s eyes go glassy with unshed tears. Her heart went out for the girl and she wished, with all of her might, things could have been different.Yeri had sat between them on the couch, declaring that she wasn’t going to watch them cuddle tonight. Instead, she and Irene had leaned into Yeri, wrapping arms around the girl and lent their warmth and comfort. Their dynamic was odd, she had to admit, that the young girl would allow the two people who had ripped away her dreams to shower her with attention in the aftermath. But this was Red Velvet and they were a team and they all loved each other.Thankfully Yeri had picked a vampire movie that was action rather than horror, and she found herself actively enjoying it. It did help that the main actress was incredibly beautiful and spent the entire movie in skintight leather clothes. When Yeri said the outfits reminded her of their Bad Boy era, they had all laughed. They had worn a lot of blacks and leather at the time.When it ended, Yeri gave Irene a kiss on the cheek and Wendy a pat on the head before declaring she needed to sleep. The day hard worn her out and they both understood. They were certain when Joy and Seulgi returned from wherever it was the pair had gone, Yeri would regale them with her story of rejection and their relationship wouldn’t be a secret any longer.“Why don’t you just come straight to bed with me tonight?” Irene had offered. Wendy nodded and smiled. It almost felt callous, spending the night with Irene after rejecting Yeri just a few hours earlier but she couldn’t say no Irene. The woman was a weakness and where Wendy had always been happy to give most of herself to the rest of her members, she would give Irene everything.Rinsing her mouth and replacing her toothbrush in the cup, she stood and primped her hair one last time and stepped back from the mirror. She had abandoned her regular pajamas for nothing but a pair of shorts and t-shirt. She had a feeling that they were only going to wind up on the floor before the night was over. “Irene really is insatiable,” she whispered to her reflection before giving a low laugh. “She’s making me that way too.”She opened the door and crossed the hall. Her hand lingered on Irene’s door handle only a moment and she wondered if she should knock but decided, since she was expected, she would just enter. As she stepped in, she was surprised to find the lights on and Irene sitting up in bed, her back resting against the tall wood headboard and phone in hand.The woman’s face was a mask of concentration as she was quickly swiping a hand across her phone. She didn’t even notice Wendy until the small girl began to slip into bed. Blinking, Irene looked over and then her lips blossomed into a wide smile, eyes flashing with love. “There’s my Wannie.”Wendy smiled, everything Irene had called her that made her tingle. She hoped that hearing it would always elicit that sensation forever. Wendy mimicked Irene, sitting up and nodded towards the phone held in the woman’s hands. “You seemed to be really focused. Sorry if I interrupted you.”Irene gave a soft shake of her head and leaned over, placing a quick kiss on Wendy’s fluffy cheek. As she leaned back she scrunched her nose and furrowed her brows. Wendy found this look absolutely adorable. “You know, sometimes a thing is right in front of your eyes and you don’t realize it until someone spells it out.”Wendy cocked her head and asked, “What do you mean?”Irene scooted closer until their shoulders were tight together and shifted her phone so it was between them. A few quick taps and it was at the gallery screen. “I was looking through my phone and noticed something. I hadn’t really thought about it but suddenly things make sense.” Irene began scrolling through, images arranged in tiles for them to look at.“I have a bunch of pictures of the sky, but notice a trend?” As Irene scrolled, Wendy leaned her head forward, eyes swiping back and forth to regard the small screen, lips tight in concentration. Pictures of the sky, their group, a handful of selfies and pictures of herself were scrolling by. Lots of pictures of herself. She blinked a moment and looked up at Irene, the woman grinning and nodding. “More than half of the pictures I take are of you.”“I had no idea,” Wendy said, her voice a mix of surprise and flattery.“Neither did I,” Irene said a soft laugh, “but there’s more.” She began to scroll through and select specific images, flashing them onto her screen one by one, giving Wendy just enough time to look at them. “Do you see a common thread in these ones?”Wendy sighed and nodded, her voice tight as she whispered, “Yeri is looking at me with hearts in her eyes.” In each picture, meant to be one of Wendy, Yeri was there, the small girl’s face filled with love. She hadn’t said anything but they realized that Yeri didn’t do a good job of hiding it. They just weren’t looking for the telltale signs of love. Sighing, Wendy leaned her head back against the headboard.“I kind of feel like a villain now,” Irene said slowly as she dropped her phone onto her lap. “But it’s not fair for any of us to dwell on that feeling.” They sat there in silence for a long moment, both lost in their thoughts as they went back over the night. The hard emotions they had all been forced to face.“Do you think she’s going to be okay?” Wendy finally asked, looking over at Irene with worried eyes. The woman’s lips drew into a smile as she twisted her head and looked Wendy in the eyes. There was a confidence in them.“I’m thinking she’ll be fine. I’ll make sure she’s fine,” Irene said. She reached up and cupped Wendy’s cheek and leaned towards the girl. Wendy’s eyes fluttered shut as Irene’s small face drew close. When their lips touched, she felt like she was going to melt into the headboard. She loved these soft, warm kisses.As Irene drew back, Wendy’s eyes slowly fluttered open, lips tugging into a happy smile. “You know you’re amazing, right?” Irene simply winked in response. Wendy dropped her head to rest on Irene’s shoulder, her hand seeking out the woman’s to hold.“So,” Irene began, her words drawn out and soft as a whispering mouse, “were you able to go to the pharmacy tonight?”Wendy almost broke out into laughter. They’d had sex four times in the less than two days and still, Irene was wanting more. “Have you always been this horny?” Wendy asked, meaning to tease the woman.“Yes,” Irene said. Wendy blinked and drew her head up, looking at the woman’s face that was now suddenly shy, her cheeks flushed a deep read. Irene looked at her sidelong and then tore her gaze away. Wendy found this sudden bashfulness sexy. It stirred her.“Just how horny have you always been,” Wendy asked as she brought her lips to Irene’s ears. Her mouth opened wide as she exhaled long and slow, bathing the woman’s ears in warmth. The soft moan that filled Irene’s throat was music to Wendy’s ears. A music where she wanted to hear it’s strain played out the entire night. For just a second she wondered at the effect Irene had on her but shunted it away.“I used to masturbate daily,” Irene said with a groan. Her voice was laced with embarrassment despite all of the naughty moments the pair had shared.“How often?” Wendy asked before capture Irene’s earlobe between her lips, suckling and licking. Irene groaned loudly, her hand clenching Wendy’s tight as the woman’s hips squirmed down into the mattress.“Once, twice… five times a day sometimes.” Wendy let Irene’s earlobe fall free from her lips as she drew back slowly, looking at the woman with awe. She knew Irene was insatiable with her but didn’t realize just how much. Irene’s head turned to look at her, the woman’s face soft and flushed, her eyes half-lidded as she drew in slow, steady breaths through parted lips.“Show me how you do it,” Wendy said suddenly. She wanted to watch Irene bring herself to orgasm. Wanted to learn just what made her lover’s body ache and burn. The woman’s face went from pink to red but she nodded. “I want to watch you and then,” Wendy said as she licked her lips hungrily, “I want you to watch me.”Irene bit her lip, nostrils flaring as she gave a slow nod. She drew the blankets away and grabbed the pillows behind her. Irene climbed towards the foot of the bed and placed the pair of pillows there. She slid off the bed and slowly unbuttoned her pajama top, Wendy watching intently as the crease of Irene’s breasts sprang into view. Once the last button was undone, Irene drew the pajama top open, her full breasts and taut nipples springing fully into view.Wendy’s cock twitched to life, swelling in the loose confines of her bottoms. Licking her lips, Irene gave Wendy a sultry, hungry look as she untied the ribbon of the waistband and simply let the baggy bottoms fall from her. Wendy groaned, the woman not wearing panties. Bending over, Irene slid a hand between her mattress and pulled out a long, pink vibrator, The end shape like an egg and canted at an angle away from the narrow shaft.“Did you know,” Irene said slowly, “that you’re the only person who has made me cum? I’ve always had to rely on this little guy or the shower head to get me off,” she admitted. Wendy gulped heavily, her eyes fixated on the device. As Irene climbed onto the bed, she laid down with her head propped up on pillows, feet beside Wendy’s hips.Drawing her lips between teeth, she slowly swung a leg over Wendy’s, the girl’s eyes falling to the junction of Irene’s legs, pale thighs drawing open to expose the pink folds of the woman’s pussy. Puffy lips damp with arousal gently spread open the wider the woman’s legs went. Wendy’s cock now strained against her bottoms, aching, wanting to be touched.With a breathy voice, Irene said, “Why don’t we both do it at the same time and watch each other?” Wendy nodded, her heart pounding hard in her chest, and drew the blankets away from her. She could see the need in Irene’s eyes as they fell on her bulged that tented the fabric of her shorts. She grasped the waist and slowly wiggled them down until it sprung free, thick and hard, slapping against her belly. Wendy grasped the hem of her shirt, dragging it up to expose the firmness of her stomach, hard lines of muscle hidden beneath it’s soft, pale flesh.“It’s beautiful,” Irene whispered and dropped a hand to gently caress along her inner thigh, nails dragging along the skin. Her eyes met Wendy’s and she slowly smirked. Wendy groaned inwardly at how quickly Irene could make her go from normal to horny. The woman was dangerous and she loved it.“So are you,” Wendy said as she slowly pursed her lips and dribbled spittle into her hands. She grasped the base of her cock with her other hand. Bringing her cupped palm to the tip, she slowly twisted her hand and let it dribble over her shaft. She could ear Irene groan as the woman watched. With a shudder, she encircled her head with her hand and began to slowly twist her palm about it.The sudden snap to life of Irene’s vibrator, the deep, low thrum filling her ears drew Wendy’s attention to the woman again. Irene’s lips were drawn tight as her breasts heaved, breath labored in anticipation. Their eyes met again, love and lust seeming to flow between that invisible connection. Irene blew her a kiss and then brought the egg shaped end of her vibrator to brush across her folds.Irene gasped and her legs shuddered for a moment before the woman pressed it between the folds. Wendy could see them slowly part about it, puffy and hot, sopping wet. Her own hand began to glide along her cock, tightening as it stroked down before growing feather light on the upwards motion. Irene’s head fell back on the pillow, the woman’s eyes narrow slits, watching Wendy’s hand and shaft.Irene guided the vibrator through her folds, teasing and tormenting herself but never pushing it in. She didn’t need to. As she dragged it upwards, the small egg bumped her hooded clit and she groaned. Part of her wanted to simply drag it over that small button and ride out her release but she wanted to drag this out. She wanted to put on a show.Her free hand roamed up her stomach before dragging her shirt away from her bared chest. She grabbed her own breast and rolled it within her palm, fingers deliciously brushing across her pink nipple, the small nub of flesh growing hard beneath the touch. Through her narrowed gaze, she could see Wendy watching her, the girl’s face twisting in wonderful pleasure.Wendy brought her other hand to bear, grasping along the base of her shaft as her other twisting in short strokes over the top third of her cock. She bit her lips and groaned, her toes curling as she felt her release building. She couldn’t help but want it with the sight of Irene’s outspread legs, the pink vibrator rubbing through folds and hand teasing nipples. It was too much for her. It was almost arousal overload.Irene could see the way the girl’s cock swell and balls grew tight, the speed of Wendy’s hand and new her lover was close. She dragged the vibrator upwards, a low, seeping moan hissing from her throat as it bumped against her small clit. She felt like she was a live wire, full of electricity. She clenched her bottom and pointed her toes, legs tense as she felt those wonderful waves of delight exploded through her. She groaned and bucked against the bed, her pelvis squirming in a slow circle as she ground herself into the vibrators head.She watched as Wendy’s head rolled back, lips working in quiet anguish as the girl’s stomach heaved and rolled, her hand simply twisting and rolling over the bulbous head of her cock before grunting as a thick stream of cum exploded from within to splash across her stomach. As Irene rode her release, hard waves causing her pelvis to contract and clench, she wished that Wendy’s cock was inside her, filling her.Once it became too much, the vibrator turning from delight to torture, she drew it away and with a turn of the bottom, it sputtered and stopped. She gasped for breath and smiled at Wendy on the other side of the bed, the younger woman drawing in hard, rough breaths. Irene started laughing, the sound musical and happy as she reached out to grasp Wendy’s food, wanting to touch the girl and it being the only thing close.Wendy grinned and said in a voice filled with amazement, “That… was… beyond words.” Irene nodded and gave a languid, happy smile. Wendy looked down at her mess stomach and hands and said through labored breath, “Do you… have… tissue?”Composing herself, Irene grinned, her eyes flashing naughtily as she said in a husky voice, “I have something better.” The woman slowly rolled onto all fours and stalked up the bed, Wendy’s eyes grew wide as she realized what Irene had in mind. She laid back, her eyes rolling up into her head as Irene’s tongue and lips suckled her skin clean. When she was done, Irene simply smacked her lips and said as though it were an everyday thing, “Tasty.”Later, after some time simply hugging and kissing, they turned off the lights and laid down to sleep. They had shed their clothes and cuddled, their naked bodies together. Wendy decided that she wanted this every night, to hold Irene close and simply revel in the way their bodies fit together. As they lay there, sleep slowly starting to wash over Wendy, Irene suddenly asked a question.“Do you think Yeri was joking about a threesome?”