G!P (Girl p*nis)
TW: knife play
Wednesday Addams stood behind Enid Sinclair, the cold blade of a knife pressed against her delicate throat. Enid swallowed hard, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and dark excitement.
"You wanted to play a game, little lamb?" Wednesday purred, her voice low and sultry. "Let's see how much you can take before you break."
Enid nodded, breath coming in short gasps. "I can handle anything you give me, Wednesday."
Wednesday chuckled, the sound ominous yet alluring. "We'll see about that."
With her free hand, she roughly tore open the front of Enid's uniform, exposing her breasts. She palmed one firmly, her thumb flicking over Enid's nipple. Enid bit her lip, stifling a moan.
"That's it, don't hold back," Wednesday whispered hotly in her ear. She trailed the knife down between Enid's breasts, leaving a thin red line on the smooth skin.
Reaching the hem of Enid's skirt, Wednesday slid the knife under the fabric, slicing it away. She groped Enid through her panties, feeling the heat and dampness already building there.
"Someone's eager," she mocked, nipping at Enid's earlobe. In one swift motion, she ripped Enid's panties right off, baring her fully.
Enid cried out at the sudden exposure, her knees nearly buckling. Wednesday pressed against her back, keeping her upright. She took hold of her own hard length and teased Enid's slick folds with the tip.
"Are you ready for me, pet?" Wednesday growled. Without waiting for an answer, she thrust inside Enid's tight warmth. Enid threw her head back, a strangled moan escaping her lips.
Wednesday set a brutal pace, pounding into Enid relentlessly. The knife never left her throat as Wednesday hit that sweet spot within her again and again. Enid panted and whimpered, the pleasure bordering on pain.
"Cum for me," Wednesday commanded through gritted teeth. Her hips slammed against Enid's ass as she felt her own climax building.
Enid's walls clamped down on Wednesday's cock as her orgasm crashed over her. She screamed in ecstasy, body shattering beautifully. The sound and feel of Enid's release pushed Wednesday over the edge.
She buried herself deep with a final powerful thrust, finding her peak inside Enid's pulsing heat. For a moment they remained locked together, both catching their breath.
Wednesday slowly withdrew, her spent length glistening with their combined juices. She pressed a possessive kiss to the back of Enid's neck as she removed the knife from her throat.
Turning Enid around to face her, Wednesday searched her eyes intently. "Did you enjoy our game, darling?"
Enid nodded, still trying to steady herself. "More than anything," she confessed, a satisfied yet hungry smile curving her lips.
Wednesday returned the smile wickedly. "Good. Because we're just getting started." She captured Enid's mouth in a deep, claiming kiss before leading her to the bed for more dark delights.
As they tumbled onto the bed, Wednesday straddled Enid, pinning her down with a devilish glint in her eyes.
"I believe you owe me a song, little lamb," she purred, grinding her hips against Enid's still-sensitive core. "But let's make it more fitting, shall we?"
She began to move rhythmically, rolling her own hips in time with her words. "Wednesday had a little lamb, its fleece as red as sin..."
Enid moaned, picking up the twisted nursery rhyme. "Its feet were made of blackened soot, and everywhere that Wednesday went..."
"The lamb was sure to follow," Wednesday finished with a groan as Enid matched her thrust for thrust.
"Sing louder for me," she demanded, angling her hips to penetrate Enid even deeper. Enid's voice rose, the lewd parody spilling from her lips as Wednesday pounded into her without mercy.
Pleasure mounted anew, their breathless song devolving into cries of blissful completion. Wednesday felt Enid clench around her once more, the lamb coming undone by her dark shepherd's hand. With a guttural moan, Wednesday joined her in sweet oblivion.
They collapsed together, sated for the moment. Wednesday kissed Enid deeply, murmuring,
"You sang so prettily, pet. I think this calls for an encore..."
Still breathless from their last climax, Enid eagerly rolled them over so she straddled Wednesday's lap. She gazed down at Wednesday with burning desire before positioning herself above Wednesday's stiffening length.
As she slowly sank down, taking Wednesday deep inside her once more, Enid began to sing in a sultry, melodic voice:
"Ring around the rosie, a game we'll gladly play,
In Wednesday's garden, where the roses bloom in decay."
She swiveled her hips, riding Wednesday at an undulating pace that had them both seeing stars. Enid continued her perverse lullaby:
"A pocket full of posies, to mask our scent of sex,
We all fall down spinning, lost in this twisted complex."
Wednesday gripped Enid's waist, guiding her motions as ecstasy built. "Yes, just like that," she rasped out. "Sing for me, Enid."
Enid tossed her head back, bouncing faster on Wednesday's cock as she belted the final lines:
"ashes, ashes, we burn so bright,
Lost in the flames of our endless night!"
Her voice climbed higher, cracking with pleasure. Wednesday felt her inner walls flutter and clench. With a shared shout, they tumbled over the edge again into exquisite darkness. Their song echoed on in the quiet afterglow.
The pair lay in each other's arms, sweat glistening on their bodies. They were both breathing heavily, the urgency of their passion slowly ebbing.
"You are quite talented, little lamb," Wednesday said softly, tracing her fingertips along Enid's spine. "I think you deserve a reward for your performance."
Enid looked over her shoulder at Wednesday, her expression playful. "And just what sort of reward might that be?"
"Hmm, what would you like best, pet?" Wednesday asked, her voice dropping to a low purr. "More singing, or shall I show you my appreciation in a more... Physical way?"
Enid bit her lip, contemplating her options. "I'd like it if you showed me," she replied, her voice thick with desire.
Wednesday grinned wickedly, loving the effect she had on Enid. "Your wish is my command."
She flipped them over, pinning Enid beneath her. Before Enid could react, Wednesday slid her mouth down between Enid's legs. She lavished Enid's slick folds with her tongue, relishing her taste.
Enid cried out, writhing as Wednesday devoured her hungrily. Her skilled tongue danced and probed in all the right places, driving Enid wild. As Wednesday sucked on her clit, she felt an all-too-familiar pressure building again.
"Don't stop!" Enid pleaded breathlessly, her back arching off the bed. Wednesday only doubled her efforts, determined to reduce the lamb to a moaning, writhing mess once more.
And it wasn't long until she succeeded. With a sharp gasp and a flood of sweet release, Enid came hard on Wednesday's mouth. She clung to Wednesday, waves of ecstasy crashing through her.
Finally spent, Enid lay panting as Wednesday crawled back up to kiss her deeply, tasting herself on Wednesday's lips. "That reward was perfect," Enid murmured against them.
"Glad you enjoyed it," Wednesday replied with a satisfied smile. "But I believe it's your turn to return the favor.
Enid nodded eagerly, a thrill coursing through her at the prospect of repaying Wednesday's attentions. As she settled between Wednesday's thighs, she gazed up at her lover with renewed hunger.
Wasting no more time, Enid took Wednesday's rigid length into her mouth, sucking hard as her hands caressed Wednesday's hips. She explored every vein and ridge with her tongue, matching the rhythm of her mouth to the sounds of Wednesday's moans.
As Enid felt Wednesday's thighs tense and her fingers tangle in her hair, she doubled her efforts. She swallowed Wednesday down to the base, taking her all the way. The vibrations from Enid's throat sent Wednesday over the edge again, her climax flooding Enid's mouth.
Emerging for air moments later, Enid smirked up at Wednesday, a glint of satisfaction in her eyes. They shared a long, messy kiss before snuggling together in the aftermath.
"You certainly know how to please," Wednesday praised, trailing her fingers through Enid's hair. "We make quite the dark duet."
"Always a symphony with you," Enid agreed, nestling against Wednesday's chest as they basked in the intimate glow of their twisted passion.
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