Where is tea?! What you can offer to me instead? – SolaZola

Tiffany slammed her fist on the kitchen counter in frustration, sending tea leaves flying everywhere. “Damn it, where is the freakin’ tea?!” she shouted, her perky breasts bouncing with each angry word.

“Oh dear, I hate to see you so upset, Tiffany.” spoke a sultry voice from behind. Tiffany turned around to find her roommate and secret crush, SolaZola, leaning against the doorway with a mischievous glint in her eye. The petite blonde wore nothing but a sheer lace robe that left little to the imagination, her toned tummy and full breasts on display.

Tiffany blushed furiously, feeling self-conscious in her frumpy PJ’s compared to SolaZola’s daring exchange of attire. “Oh, hey Sola! Sorry, I didn’t hear you come in. I’m just having a crappy morning, can’t find my tea anywhere.”

Sola sauntered over, hips swaying hypnotically. She placed a hand on Tiffany’s shoulder, sending a shiver down the redhead’s spine. “Well, perhaps I can offer you something else to start your day off right instead…” she purred.

Tiffany gulped, her heart pounding. “What do you mean?” she asked, voice barely a whisper.

Sola leaned in close, her ample cleavage pressing against Tiffany. “Oh, I think you know exactly what I mean,” she breathed, before capturing Tiffany’s lips in a searing kiss.

Tiffany melted into the kiss, all thoughts of tea forgotten. Her hands roamed over Sola’s curves as the blonde pushed her up against the counter. Sola’s skilled fingers deftly unbuttoned Tiffany’s top, freeing her large breasts.

“Mmm, I’ve been wanting to do this for so long,” Sola admitted, lowering her head to take one of Tiffany’s rosy nipples into her mouth. She suckled and teased, sending jolts of pleasure straight to Tiffany’s core.

“Oh god Sola, yes!” Tiffany gasped, fisting her hands in the blonde’s silky hair. Sola continued her assault on Tiffany’s breasts as her other hand dipped into Tiffany’s pajama bottoms. Two fingers found Tiffany’s slick entrance and pushed inside.

“Fuck, you’re so wet for me already,” Sola growled, nipping at Tiffany’s neck as she pumped her fingers. Tiffany could only moan in response, her hips bucking against Sola’s hand, desperate for more friction.

Suddenly, Sola withdrew her fingers and took a step back. Tiffany whimpered at the loss, her thighs trembling. Sola gave her a wicked grin. “Why don’t you show me how bad you want it? Get on your knees.”

Tiffany didn’t hesitate, sinking to the floor in front of Sola. With shaking hands, she untied the blonde’s robe, letting it slip off her shoulders to pool at her feet. Sola was completely naked underneath, her perfect body on full display.

Tiffany’s mouth watered at the sight of Sola’s glistening pussy, tidily waxed into a neat strip. “I want to taste you,” she breathed, leaning forward.

“Then do it,” Sola commanded, gripping Tiffany’s hair.

Tiffany needed no further encouragement. She dove in, dragging her tongue along Sola’s slit, savoring her sweet essence. Sola tasted divine, and Tiffany couldn’t get enough. She licked and sucked, her tongue darting in and out of Sola’s tight channel.

“Yes, just like that!” Sola cried, grinding her pussy against Tiffany’s face. Tiffany felt Sola’s thighs quiver and tense, knowing the blonde was close. She redoubled her efforts, adding two fingers to Sola’s dripping hole.

Sola came with a sharp cry, her juices flooding over Tiffany’s mouth and chin. Tiffany eagerly lapped it all up, immensely satisfied in pleasuring her roommate and secret lover so thoroughly.

As Sola came down from her high, she pulled Tiffany to her feet and captured her mouth in a deep, passionate kiss, tasting herself on Tiffany’s lips. “Fuck, that was amazing,” Sola panted. “Keep that up and I might just forget about this ‘tea’ bullshit.”

Tiffany laughed breathlessly. “Oh, I think I have a much better way to get my caffeine fix today,” she said, steering Sola towards the bedroom, their bodies still pressed together in a lover’s embrace.

As the door clicked shut behind them, Tiffany made a mental note to appreciate her roommate on a whole new level from now on. A good cup of coffee paled in comparison to a rakish round of rogering with SolaZola.