VENTI - Chocolate & Venti

The last Venti of the month, featuring Gwyn & Vena, an absolutely lovely pair! Let's keep reading!

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With Gwyn as the main moneymaker of the couple, Vena was left to take care of their house while she was at work. She certainly was committed to her duties, keeping the place tidy. She even wore a full French maid outfit as she went about her cleaning and other various chores. With her dark blue hair short and curly and while she didn’t have much of a chest, her wide child-bearing hips filled out her skirt nicely to make it flare out a bit and show her fair skin.

She had the place sorted and cleaned with plenty of time to read her manga and play video games left over. She had plenty of lazy playtime by the time she heard Gwyn return home from work. The tanned and busty woman entered with a smile, unbuttoning her work shirt as she shook out her long and luscious blonde hair.

Vena came trotting down the stairs, meeting her lover in the living room. The blonde cracked a smile to see she was still in her maid outfit.

“You’re finally home~!” Vena chimed happily.

“Aww, did you miss me that much?” Gwyn smirked as she waited for her by the couch.

“Of definitely, master,” the blue-haired girl praised while playing up her costume. “I couldn’t wait to see you and…”

Vena pushed her busty partner in the chest, prompting her to step back and sit on the couch. Gwyn looked surprised before Vena turned around and lifted her skirt. On top of the view of her snug-fitting panties on her wide booty, it showed off that the leggings she wore were torn around her thighs. Gwyn enjoyed the view for a moment before Vena thrust her ass into her face, pinning the blonde’s face to the back of the couch. Vena pouted as she rubbed her hips back and forth to grind on her lover.

“And punish you for getting me these tiny leggings! You always do this! You get them too small so they pinch around my thighs cuz you KNOW they’ll rip around my butt so I’ll get embarrassed!”

Gwyn managed to catch Vena by the hips and stop her punishing facesitting.

“It was a mistake! Honest!” Gwyn insisted. She still couldn’t hide her mischievous smile as she peeked out from behind her lover’s booty.

“I must have ordered a size down.” 

“For the sixth time in a row? Bullshit,” Vena huffed. 

She pushed her butt back into Gwyn’s face, getting a mix of squeals and giggles from the blonde between her cheeks. She rubbed her ass over her partner’s face with a vengeance until Gwyn was slapping at her cheeks in a muted plea for mercy.

Finally feeling satisfied by her payback, Vena lifted her booty from her lover’s face. Gwyn was still grinning as she planted a kiss on one of her ass cheeks and gave the other an affectionate squeeze.

“I like it when you get frisky like this,” Gwyn praised as Vena turned back around to face her.

“So can you blame me if I keep doing it?”

Vena gave her a huffy pout before it cracked to form her own smile. 

“You could always just ask instead,” Vena said as she folded her arms across her front.

“Not as fun,” Gwyn quickly denied. 

She grabbed Vena by the hands and pulled her into her lap. The blue-haired maid squealed as she was roped into the couch, but she gladly let the blonde tickle and squeeze her. Vena shivered a little as Gwyn’s hands ran up her body and rubbed across her breasts. She was nowhere near as busty as her tanned partner, so it always felt good when Gwyn showed her appreciation for her chest anyway.

“So you’re not mad that I got all… well, anal with you?” Vena pressed as she relaxed into her lover’s arms.

“Nah. You’re too pretty to be mad at,” the blonde praised as she kissed repeatedly up the back of her neck. 

Vena giggled and wriggled as the smooches tickled up her neck until she turned her head far enough back to intercept the kisses with her own. The girls shared a few firm kisses between their lips before Gwyn flopped back onto the couch, pulling Vena down on top of her. The blue-haired girl was glad to snuggle up with her, burying her face in between her lover’s cushy breasts in particular.

“So can I get a shower in before you get too comfy?” Gwyn asked playfully. 

“Do you have to?” her partner asked, looking up from her spot between her cleavage. Gwyn smiled back at her.

“Not really. I was just checking if I’m able to stand up for the next half hour.”

Vena shook her head, shaking her partner’s breasts around her face while snuggling in closer.

“Nuh uh. Too comfy,” she reported back.

“That’s fair. Want to watch some tv before we need to go make dinner?”

“Can we order instead? You’ll have to get up less that way,” Vena reminded her.

“Oof. Got me right in the lazies there. You got yourself a deal.”

Gwyn undid a few buttons on her blouse, exposing a little more of her warm chest for Vena to rest her cheek on. The blonde and her blue-haired maid entered a comical bit of lazy acrobatics as they tried to maintain their comfy position of titty snuggling while fumbling around for the phones and remotes they’d need to get things in motion. 

Before long, they were settled in on top of each other, Nera comfortably resting her head between Gwyn’s boobs and listening to her every breath.

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A half hour into their shows, the doorbell rang. Gwyn grunted and stretched out an arm as she ran her fingers through Vena’s hair.

“Okay, babe. Gotta get up,” she decided. 

Vena didn’t budge. She kept breathing softly and steadily. Gwyn got a better look at her face and saw her eyes were closed as she dozed on her breast.

“Oh come on. Am I that comfy?” Gwyn asked sarcastically. “Come on, sweetie. Dinner’s here.”

When Vena barely stirred, the blonde rolled her eyes.

“Okay. You asked for it.” 

She flipped up Vena’s lacey skirt and spanked her meaty ass. The blue-haired girl jumped up with a surprised squeak, her eyes and mouth popping right open as a bit of drool trickled down onto Gwyn’s cleavage.

“Owwww~! What was that for?” she mewled indignantly. 

“Food’s here. You nodded off,” Gwyn reported. 

“And for punishment, you need to go answer it.”

The doorbell rang again, reminding them of the third party involved in their flirting and harmless bickering. Vena blushed and hopped off the couch, scurrying over to answer the door. It was a quick exchange with the delivery girl, but her stares were enough to remind Vena that she was wearing nothing but her maid outfit. She blushed her way through the curt conversation before she returned with their Chinese food. Gwyn stretched out lazily as her partner started setting out their boxes and containers.

“Looks tasty,” Gwyn commented.

“Yea, it’s my favorite place. It does fried rice just how I like it.”

“I was talking about you, dummy,” the blonde teased as she ran her hand up Vena’s thigh. The flattered girl snickered and shook her head, but blushed all the same.

“I’m glad you like it,” she replied, planting another quick kiss on Gwyn’s lips. “Now I’m going to swap outfits before I go and make a mess out of this one.”

“That’s a shame. It’s always super cute on you,” the tan woman praised. “And here I was going to have you hand-feed me and call me mistress.”

Vena hesitated, freezing in mid-step for a moment.

“I… can do that without the outfit,” she finally decided as maturely as she could manage. 

“We can do a lot of things without that outfit,” Gwyn added with a sly smile. The paler girl blushed at the more enticing compliment. Gwyn picked up on Vena’s hesitation and slinked in behind her, wrapping her arms  

“Food’ll get cold,” Vena pointed out quietly.

“We can warm it back up,” Gwyn purred as she nibbled her lover’s ear. Vena shivered in the other woman’s grasp, loosening up enough for the blonde to sweep her off her feet like a bride and carry her off to their bedroom.

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Vena gave a high-pitched gasp as she was laid on the bed, just for Gwyn to lift up her frilly skirts. She buried her face into her crotch, nuzzling and noisily kissing between her thighs. Vena bit her lip as her more aggressive lover went right for her excited pussy.

“Mmf! Easy!” Vena mewled as she squirmed at her lover’s mercy.

“I thought you said dinner would get cold,” Gwyn chuckled knowingly from beneath her skirt.

“I know what I said,” Vena answered quickly. “Just… be gentle…”

“You know I can’t do that,” Gwyn chuckled as she slid down Vena’s panties. “Not with such a pretty little thing right in front of me.”

“Oh stop… ah~!”

The blue-haired girl arched her back as the blonde kissed more firmly against her pussy. She was already teased from their cuddling and Gwyn’s assertive approach, so she was wet and sensitive enough that she thrust her hips right into her face. Gwyn chuckled softly to herself, curling her lips into a grin that slid along Vena’s pussy.

As she quietly but hungrily made out with her lover’s pussy, Gwyn’s hands roamed up her body. They carefully removed her outfit, tugging down the top around her shoulders until she could grasp her small but soft breasts. Vena’s moaning turned into a needy whine as Gwyn teased her nipples, letting her lose even more control over her lust. 

Vena rested her hands on the tanned dom’s head, gently pleading her to continue. Gwyn opened her mouth wider, sealing her lips around her pussy while stuffing and stirring her tongue around inside her lover. She knew just how to push Vena’s buttons (and other delicate areas), making the most of every inch of flesh of her curvy body. She knew just how to pinch her nipples or stroke her face to make her perfect body tremble and her pussy soak itself with excitement.

When she felt her lover about to burst, Gwyn slid her hands beneath Vena’s hips and lifted her up. Her lower body raised off the bed, letting the tan beauty slap her ass dominantly. Vena gave a whining cry as she humped harder against her face, working her hips like a well-tamed pony in her mistress’ grip. Feeling her ass roughly and lovingly fondled along with the deep tonguing of her clit had Vena wailing as she squirted across her lover’s face. Gwyn appreciatively moaned and drank up all the sweet nectar she could from Vena’s pussy, noisily relishing in her passionate juices.

Gwyn finally let her drop back to the bed. Vena was splayed out and only half undressed before she’d passionately gushed over the blonde’s attentive lips and tongue.

“I know I just ate,” Gwyn purred as she crawled higher onto the bed to curl up with her girl. “But imagine you must be hungry?”

“Whenever I can stop shaking,” Vena sighed, unable to hide the quiver in her voice. She wrapped her hands around Gwyn’s neck, kissing her sweetly on the lips. The blonde happily pushed her tongue into her mouth, rubbing the taste of her own pussy inside her. Even with all the teasing, bickering, and the taste of her own cum, it was obvious that they adored each other to death and they wouldn’t break the kiss for another minute or so.

Not until Gwyn’s stomach gurgled between them. Vena’s seemed to echo the sentiment right after.

“Yea we should seriously go eat,” Gwyn decided, getting a rapid nod from her lover.