Lesbian One Shots - One Shot 10 (SHORT) (Early Access) (Patreon)

With a dramatic swish of the tiny brush, Cora painted the last layer of polish onto Ari’s pinky. A nude pink colour was glossed across all of her nails. They were perfect.

“And you’re done!” Cora announced cheerfully. She screwed the nail polish pot closed and tossed it into her basket of supplies. Her treasure trove of tools. Only she could wield them, though.

Cora was ultra talented at the feminine arts of hair, and make-up, and nails, and basically everything Ari sucked at. She didn’t know how Cora did it, but she always managed to tame Ari’s short, fluffy mane no matter how badly Ari had cocked it up first. And despite keeping her nails trimmed almost to the bed, Cora could paint them into immaculate cubes of colour. Not a drop on Ari’s skin.

“Stay still to let them dry,” Cora reminded her. She hopped off her stool and left Ari admiring her hands laid out over a towel on the counter-top.

“Thanks again, Co-” Ari’s mouth fell open before she could finish. A hand was weaselling its way into her shorts.

“Stay still,” Cora breathed into her ear from behind. “You don’t want them to smudge, do you?”

“What are you doing?” Ari laughed. She kept her hands flat on the towel.

The hand reached her underwear and she realised it had brought a present. The thrum of vibration silenced her laughter.

“Hold still,” Cora sang behind her.

The vibrator was pressed between her lips and Ari’s hips jerked back. The tips of her fingers curled ever so slightly into the material beneath. Cora tutted at her over her shoulder. A pair of fingers pulled her lips open and slid the bullet between them, pressing the point to her clit.

A full body shiver hit her and Ari moaned. Both in frustration and pleasure.

Cora rocked her hand, and Ari rocked with her. Only her painted fingers remained glued to the counter and the towel upon it. The ones holding her open to the vibrations had become slippery, and she knew it was her body causing it. Sparks ran along her vulva, sharper and sharper as she rode her girlfriend’s hand and the vibe nestled in it.

Her head bowed as she reached the edge. Arms stretched out in front of her as though she were in a standing prayer.

“Be careful of your nails,” Cora cooed.

“I am!” Ari groaned. Her hands were flat. The rest of her was following every movement of the vibrator between her legs.

The setting upped and Ari cried out. Her thighs jerked together reflexively. She trapped Cora’s fingers and the vibrator against her leaking cunt. The muscles of her thighs and groin spasmed, tightening their grip.

She came with her face and hands pressed to the counter, writhing against an almost invisible intruder. When the shudders subsided, she slumped to the ground and trembling hands laid in her lap.

“You smudged the pinky,” said Cora.

“I can live with that,” said Ari.