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Fairly FlawedParents	By : FairySlayer Category: +1 through F > Fairly OddParents Views: 28990 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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You Can't Dominate Trix
Trixie was frozen in place, dumbfounded by what Veronica had said. Her thinking slowly returned only after Veronica had nuzzled her face under the nightgown and kissed her right breast deeply. After a brief pause without a reaction, the blonde did it again, sliding a hand up her friend's side to take hold of the nightie. “Uh, Veronica...” she said in a grave tone.
Absentmindedly, Veronica barely mumbled, “What.” Without pausing for a response, she started gently licking and probing Trixie's breast, pressing her tongue into her hardening nipple.
Trixie shuddered at her friend's handling. She wanted to explain that she found the picture on a blue jeans fetish site without knowing who it was. In fact, she had saved it because she liked the way the jeans were cut and wanted to do a pair like that for herself. However, she was still hot and bothered from her dream and really wanted some release. Veronica's expert mouthing and the twinges from her earlier fingering just felt too good. Besides, maybe it would get all those thoughts of little Timmy Turner out of her mind.
After Trixie's long silence, Veronica stopped her attentions and looked up at her expectantly. Trixie just looked at her intently for a moment, taking a deep breath without saying anything. Veronica's heart pounded louder as each second passed, too scared to say or do anything until, finally, Trixie firmly took hold of her arm. The blonde turned her head slightly and raised herself to look at Trixie's hand. “What...?” she nervously asked again.
Trixie's face lit up in a naughty smile as she raised her eyebrows. “Come up here and try some of this chocolate,” she offered. She pulled Veronica up and kissed her hard on the lips, then moved so her chocolate-covered left cheek would be available to her human plaything.
The two young girls kissed and licked each other's faces, awkwardly at times. Trixie held Veronica's shoulders while kissing her cheek and then rubbing her own against it. Veronica got all the chocolate from the side of Trixie's face and then worked her way back to the side of her face. Brushing back her friend's long dark hair, she gingerly started licking the outside of her ear, tracing the ridge all the way around, tonguing the earlobe; then she probed even deeper with her warm wet tongue.
Trixie closed her eyes and moaned, using a few fingers to gently stroke Veronica's neck. She dragged her other hand across the blonde's shoulder and brought it down to he breast, massaging it through the dark fabric. Veronica arched her back and sighed, giving Trixie a chance to quickly clutch the flowing shirt and lift it up. Playfully, Trixie made Veronica lift her arms before pulling it up over her head, trapping the blonde like that for a moment as she struggled to unfasten the blonde girl's training bra. Once her budding breasts were freed, Trixie picked up the picture again, carefully looking to make sure it really was a photograph of her crazy girlfriend.
After a brief struggle, Veronica got the shirt off and found Trixie comparing her and the picture with a silly smile on her face. “My dad was right: the original is always better than a print,” Trixie said snobbishly just before falling forward on Veronica, pushing her onto her back. Veronica's knees bent and spread wide as her head came to rest near the foot of the bed. “My turn!” Trixie called while diving forward between Veronica's mounds. While still giving her lover access, Veronica quickly turned onto her left side to straighten out her legs before rolling onto her back again.
But before her knees came all the way down, Trixie shot up and grabbed the waistbands of her slacks and panties, quickly pulling them down to her ankles where they bunched up against her black sneakers. The black-haired beauty quickly yanked off the footwear and then tugged her clothes completely off, letting them fall to the floor. Ignoring the baggy black socks still on the blonde's feet, Trixie crawled back up to face her again, staring down at her while resting a hand on each side of her head.
With both of her hands, Veronica felt down Trixie's side and found the hem of her nightie. Trixie bowed her head and straightened out her arms by pushing herself up a little bit, letting Veronica pull the sheer gown off of her. Trixie's hair fell forward over her face as the gown came to rest between their faces, trapped on her arms. Now she was naked, except for her head scarf and the thin silver box-chain that hung closely around her neck, dangling a small silver key. After carefully tossing her long dark hair with a nod, Trixie let herself down and spread her elbows so that the see-through fabric slid down and covered Veronica's face.
Instinctively, Trixie's mind thought of something nasty to say, like how she should have worn a flannel teddy that would have hidden Veronica's face. However, she was starting to enjoy this too much: there was no need to spoil the mood by upsetting the unstable girl. Instead, she leaned in and kissed the tip of her nose through the sheer fabric while pulling her arms out of it, one at a time. She tossed the nightie aside and kissed her on the nose again, then her lips. “Timmy would be proud...” she thought before catching herself. “Geez!” That irritating thought broke her concentration for a moment.
Veronica reached up, putting her hands on the back of her idol's head and neck, and began stroking her dark yet shimmering hair. “What's wrong, Trixie?”
Shaking it off with a smile, Trixie decided it was time to get the kind of attention she loved most. “I was just wondering: why exactly do you try so hard to be just like me?” She immediately leaned in again and kissed the blonde's neck, thoroughly working her way up to an ear and eliciting gasps of pleasure. With her hands, she pawed and gently kneaded her budding breasts. Then she playfully wiggled Veronica's earlobe between her tongue and upper teeth for a moment and then licked the inside of her ear deeply. “Tell me,” she commanded with a whisper, right into her ear.
“Oh, you're just so beautiful,” her pet moaned. “You have such gorgeous sparkly eyes, like perfect sapphires glittering beneath a sparkling-clear waterfall. Staring into them makes me feel calm and warm all over.” Trixie rewarded her for that twinge of pleasure by kissing her deeply on the lips, using her tongue to explore well beyond the blonde's pretty rose-colored lips. She also sent one hand to explore Veronica's stomach and pelvis, barely caressing her vulva on the way to her inner thighs. Veronica responded in kind, moving a hand down and carefully circling the delicate spot she had so rudely probed before.
After a minute, Trixie broke the kiss and worked her way across Veronica's cheek, to her other ear. “What else?” she whispered and then blew a long, hot breath into it.
“Ooh, and your hair is so beautiful, so luxurious and dark, but it still shimmers no matter what the light is,” Veronica cooed while taking hold of a few tresses and rubbing it against her cheeks. Trixie felt her heart flutter and began wetly sucking the blonde's ear. “Ah, it feels silky soft, and it smells so fresh and clean that I could just lose myself in it. I just want wrap myself up in it and kiss it all day long.”
While pressing her fingers more deeply into Veronica, Trixie kissed and licked deeply above her ear and worked her way to her face and forehead. Veronica curled up on her side again so Trixie could continue playing with her pussy and still reach her face with the kisses. Keeping her feet almost together, the blonde bent both knees and spread her thighs wide apart to invite deeper exploration.
Trixie ran the fingers of her free hand into the back of Veronica's head, gently grasping her golden hair at the base of her ponytail. Veronica reciprocated, placing a hand on the back of Trixie's head. Then the young Tang kissed across her forehead several times before coming down the bridge of her nose. Trixie suddenly leaned back and looked into her jumpy yet submissive friend's reddened eyes. “Go on,” she said sweetly before planting another intense kiss. She thrust her tongue deep into Veronica's mouth, as if to forcefully lick and suck the compliments right out of it. She barely paused to get some of her hair out of their faces.
Simultaneously, the raven-haired seductress rubbed Veronica's considerable wetness throughout her pussy lips, letting it flow down onto her thigh. Trixie then took her friend's hooded clit between her thumb and forefinger, gently feeling it while working the tip of her ring finger in to the opening of her vagina. She even flicked her sopping wet pinky up and down along the perineum, occasionally making contact with the blonde's uptight back door.
Veronica pushed her hips back and forth against Trixie's expert motions, desperately taking deep breaths every few kisses. Awash in the wonderful feelings, she clumsily worked her fingers into Trixie's slit, roughly massaging the hot pussy up and down now that she was finally getting some Tang. Trixie relished the forceful nature of Veronica's fingering, moving her hips only a little to occasionally change where her friend's fingers landed.
The blonde accidentally suddenly stuck two fingers deep inside, making Trixie break the kiss with a roaring gasp. Trixie quickly dove into the crook of Veronica's neck, kissing, sucking and even biting the girl who was thrusting a pair of fingers deep inside her. “Oh, you even taste good!” Veronica half cried. “Your lips taste like strawberries, and your breath is like a warm breeze from Heaven!”
Trixie couldn't help but thrust her butt back as her back arched uncontrollably. Veronica managed to keep fingering her idol, though. Trixie quickly moved back into position and then slowly sunk her teeth into Veronica's neck, just enough to hold her still. With one long, slow push, she forced her finger into the blonde's vagina. Veronica bucked and shuddered as her thin cherry was stretched deep inside of her. She began to sob softly as the pain built up, finally splitting across the dark-haired girl's intruding digit. Trixie felt some of Veronica's tears against her cheek and hair, so she moved her head back up and kissed the blonde again. She also rolled her finger around in the tight, newly-opened hole and continued squeezing her clitty.
Veronica just looked at Trixie wordlessly as a little blood trickled out onto her thigh. Trixie withdrew her hand and clutched a bed sheet, pulling it over to gently wipe Veronica's nearly-hairless crotch. Veronica quickly grabbed her lover's hand and whispered, “Don't stop, please?”
“You sure you're all right?” Trixie asked while wiping the tears away with her clean hand.
Veronica remembered to add compliments to her pleading. “It hurt a bit, but your long, slender fingers felt wonderful inside me,” she answered in awe. “And I feel so close now...”
After quickly wiping her fingers, Trixie gently worked two of them back inside her friend. Then, while moving her own pleasure hot spot out Veronica's reach, she placed her lips and free hand onto Veronica's breasts. She sucked and bit Veronica's hardened left nipple while roughly massaging her right breast. Meanwhile, she continued to feel and claw the inside of Veronica's love tunnel and rub her love nub with her thumb. She even poked at Veronica's anus with her pinky every so often.
All that Veronica could do was grasp Trixie's head in one hand, rubbing her face cheeks in Trixie's dark hair and kissing the top of her head. She used her other hand to massage Trixie's back, occasionally making a journey around the vixen's side and squeezing her melons. “Your breasts are so large and firm. *gasp* They're always so perky, and fantastic... I knew you didn't stuff your bra, *oh god* no matter what Tad and Chad say when you're not around. *oh my* I always tell them how you've always been beautiful and didn't need to fake it, but you know how boys are.”
At that, Trixie violently pushed her fingers in deeply, her stopping hand against Veronica's wet lips. She thought she even felt Veronica's cervix flinch against her fingertips. The blonde moaned in ecstasy, “Unngh! Oh, Trixie, how do you it? It's like you can make my body do whatever you want.”
“Pfff! I've been doing it for years,” Trixie thought. However, she felt that Veronica deserved a special reward for standing up for her behind her back, especially since she knew how resentful Veronica felt sometimes. Trixie quickly dismissed the idea of going down on her, as the blood was a definite turn-off. Even if she washed up, Veronica probably didn't know how to really clean herself there yet. She looked down at her whimpering friend, the flashlight brightly lighting up parts of her naked body while casting hard shadows that the dim moonlight couldn't pierce. “Lie back,” she commanded while pulling her fingers out of her writhing friend.
Veronica obediently obeyed, lying back with her hands resting at her side. Trixie lifted the blonde's knees up in the air, spreading her legs wide apart as Veronica's feet slid back. “God, Trixie, you look so beautiful in the moonlight,” she whispered while looking up at her friend's gorgeous naked body.
Trixie's eyes seemed to sparkle with that bit of flattery. She picked up the flashlight and shined it directly between Veronica's legs, moving in close. Carefully, she spread Veronica's pussy lips and examined the no-longer-virgin opening. “At home, I have a special toy that would be better, but since this is your first time I should make it feel like the real thing.” She turned the flashlight around, lighting her chest and waist along with Veronica's inner thighs and legs. Trixie clicked it off and then began stroking the base against the opening of her friend's vagina; with her other hand, she continued massaging Veronica's mound and fingering her clit.
Trixie carefully worked the flashlight into the blonde's opening and then started sliding it all the way inside, then out again. She went slowly at first, feeling Veronica's pussy grip it tightly each time it moved. The dark-haired girl repositioned herself over Veronica's left knee, pressing her crotch into it and rubbing labia and lips against the blonde's bumpy kneecap.
Breathing hard, Veronica started to buck and whine as Ms. Tang, who was close to her own orgasm, pressed the flashing lower so it would angle up inside the front of her twitchy friend's tight cavern. The rounded edge grazed Veronica's G-spot, jolting her with pleasure.
The panting little girl lifted her butt off the bed so Trixie could angle the makeshift cock in from even lower. Veronica trembled as she experienced such intense sensations for the first time. Trixie relished the shaking and trembling of her friend's knee as she worked her own love zone on it with quick little thrusts. Suddenly, Veronica's back arched and she dug her fingers into the mattress cover with all her might. She thrashed her head so hard that the band holding her ponytail in place snapped, letting the star-shaped ornament get lost in the bedding. Her legs tensed up, too, driving her toes into the mattress and her knee into Trixie's pussy a bit too hard. Undeterred, Trixie dismounted the erratically-quaking leg and began to pump and finger Veronica in earnest.
“Trixie, oh Trixie,” the fair-haired girl began squeaking between labored breaths. Without stopping her work, Trixie carefully climbed over Veronica's leg and awkwardly leaned into her face. The little vixen licked the perspiration off of the frenzied girl's upper lip, and Veronica responded by clumsily licking and biting Trixie's delicate lips for a moment. “Oh, Trixie, you're fantastic! Oh, Trixie...”
Trixie suddenly changed her rhythm, lifting up as she inserted the makeshift dildo and then pressing down on the out stroke. Feeling her full power at that moment, she kissed Veronica's cheek, neck, and then her ear before playfully telling the helpless girl, “Tell me I'm pretty.”
“Oh, fuck yeah! You're the prettiest girl in the world!” Veronica cried out as Trixie gripped the flashlight tightly and started rolling it around in addition to her thrusting, basically ringing her bell in more ways than one. “I want to be as pretty as you! Why can't I be just like you!?” she whimpered as her butt cheeks clenched up. Her insides began convulsing, even shaking the flashlight enough for Trixie to feel it a little. “Agggh, Trixie...!”
After several seconds, Veronica stopped her violent movements. Her back stayed arched and her bum was still up in the air, putting most of her weight on her feet and shoulders. She tried to catch her breath as Trixie rolled the flashlight around, almost like cranking a pencil sharpener, and gently massaged the outsides of Veronica's flushed pussy lips. Trixie watched with a satisfied smile as occasional little tremors ran through the blonde's body, making her flinch pleasantly for a change. Soon, the shuddering subsided and her breathing returned to normal, and she finally let herself back down on the bed.
Veronica opened her eyes and immediately wrapped her arms around Trixie's shoulders, pulling her in close. She whispered, “I really love you, Trixie,” before raining soft kisses all around her friend's mouth and chin. Trixie quickly withdrew the flashlight, dropping it in the bed, and put one arm around Veronica's back. The raven-haired girl's other hand reached down into her own unsatisfied pussy as she started kissing back in the same manner. Trixie tried to plant two kisses in for every one of Veronica's but Veronica just giggled and sped up, turning it into a kissing fight.
Trixie couldn't help but laugh, so Veronica took the opportunity to press the back of Trixie's head and give her cheek a very wet kiss. “That was amazing, Trixie Tang. That's the first time I've ever...” she stopped short and chuckled.
Trixie quickly turned to look Veronica in the eyes. “Come? Oh, don't be embarrassed. I mean, it's kind of obvious you never played with yourself that hard.” Trixie couldn't help but also think, “Maybe if you did then you wouldn't be so uptight all the time.”
“Yeah, I've tried sometimes, but I just didn't know to do it right, I guess,” she timidly admitted while loosening her grip on Trixie.
Trixie reassured her, “That's okay. I used to think I wanted to save my cherry for someone special, but one day I was just having too much fun and, pop. Heck, it's not like I'd want any guy to know he was my first, anyway. And, now that I don't have to worry about it, I can do this.” Trixie leaned back so Veronica could see her fingering herself with firm, short strokes while opening and closing the fingers at different times.
Veronica looked at her, shocked, and realized, “Oh, you mean you didn't...” Her smile faded and she looked down at the bed, ashamed. She was embarrassed by her failure to satisfy Trixie, who had just given her such spectacular pleasure while barely breaking a sweat.
“Oh, It's all right, Veronica,” Trixie said between breaths. “I always come so hard that I can barely move afterwards, but I knew you'd need my help so I decided to hold off.” Trixie realized it sounded a bit too snooty, but she didn't want to admit that the blow to her groin is what really stopped her. Trixie had a rule about never admitting when she'd been hurt. Besides, she thought, Veronica would probably feel worse if she knew that she'd kneed the girl who always gave her so much pleasure. Then again, Trixie thought, maybe she wouldn't.
Trixie paused and clasped Veronica's hand, getting her to look up. “Maybe you just need a little more experience, so practice on me.” Veronica hesitated slightly as Trixie drew the blonde's hand down to her reddened pussy lips. Trixie smiled at the blonde's hesitation. “Hey, before you were poking me here without even saying 'hi' first, so now's no time to get shy! Besides, you were doing really good a few minutes ago.” Trixie leaned way back, arching her back and holding herself up with one arm stretched behind her. Her chest, tummy and pelvis were now displayed nicely for the nervous student.
Veronica briefly flashed a smile and then started to finger Trixie's wet crease. She tried to remember what this girl had done to her just a few minutes ago, sliding her fingers up and down the slit a few times and then stopping to feel the clitty between her thumb and finger. Veronica stroked it firmly for a moment and then, screwing her face up in a snarl, she tensed her arm while shaking it, making her fingers vibrate wildly against Trixie's engorged love button for several seconds. “How's this?” she asked with a strained smile.
It was as if sparks were jumping through Trixie's nether regions. She began to perspire and her body went wobbly, making it impossible to hold herself in that awkward position anymore. Trixie let herself down on her supporting arm, lying down on her back, yet still managing to play with her baby hole throughout. “Huhhh, Veronica... How'd you do... that!?” she asked in awe.
“I dunno,” Veronica answered honestly. “You probably never noticed, but I get a nervous twitch sometimes. So maybe that's why.” Veronica bit her lower lip and did her trick again, but she could only keep it up for about five seconds.
Trixie moaned while frigging herself wildly. “Geez, Veronica! With moves like that you should be able to get off anytime you want!”
“I tried, but I just can't do it very long. My arm's already getting too tired.” She switched hands and gave it one last try as Trixie pushed and pumped and squeezed, finally letting her orgasm crash through her like a tsunami. Trixie pushed her fingers in as far as she could, but they couldn't quite reach her twitching cervix, so she settled for working all around the inside of her very-personal space.
Veronica kept rubbing and shaking Trixie's tender spot until her friend's quaking subsided. When it seemed to be over, she leaned in and kissed the tip of Trixie's nose. “Maybe I'll get better with practice.” Veronica then squeezed one more time for good measure, eliciting a final tremble out of her dark-haired lover.
Trixie exhaled a sharp moan. “Whoo! Don't worry about it. You were fine, just fine. And besides, that toy I told you about can do that for you, just not as hard.” Trixie withdrew her fingers and then intertwined them with Veronica's, just for a moment. Now feeling the chill of the night air, Trixie sat up and closed the window most of the way. She put an arm around Veronica and lied down on the bed, facing her. The two girls pulled the covers up and cuddled together, enjoying each other's warmth.
“I can't believe we just did this,” Veronica whispered before breaking out in a full-scale ramble. “I'd just die if anyone found out what we did. I mean, I still like Ti... I still like boys 'n stuff, but sometimes it's like I just go crazy when I'm around you.”
Trixie's eyes went wide but she decided to let that candid comment go without a response. Instead, she answered, “For all we know, this could all just be a dream. Gosh, mine have been so real lately.” She used an exaggerated emphasis to grab Veronica's attention.
“How so?”
“I dunno. Sometimes I dream that everything is great and don't want to wake up, and then sometimes things really are great and I wonder if it's all a dream. I guess my life is just so perfect that it doesn't make a difference,” Trixie concluded with a sly wink. In truth, she was annoyed by the recurring thoughts of Timmy Turner and the sex dream. Despite the pleasurable romp she and her best friend just had, she was growing more irritated by the minute.
“I wish I had your life,” Veronica sighed, getting her distracted friend's attention back.
“Did someone say wish!?” Cosmo asked excitedly while swimming out of the castle. He saw the two girls together in the bed and thought, “Wow! Either Timmy suddenly started making much better wishes, or Wanda was really trying to make sure he didn't interrupt us tonight.”
“Why?” Trixie demanded as she perked up. “I think your life is the best. I mean, you're really pretty, uh, good looking, you get good grades, have lots of friends, rich parents, and, best of all, you even get to hang out with me. What could be better than that?”
Veronica laughed despite herself.
“Seriously, you have it pretty good. Maybe you just try too hard to be what you can't when you should just be happy with who you are.” Trixie tossed her hair and smiled. “After all, not everyone can be me.”
Veronica smiled and reached up, briefly mussing Trixie's hair and making her giggle, too. “I guess life's okay, even if I'm not Trixie Tang,” she said with a sudden yawn.
Trixie stroked the blonde girl's cheek softly and told her, “Just remember. You are Veronica... uh.” The most-popular girl in Dimmsdale suddenly realized that she'd never bothered to learn her best friend's family name. “That's it: You are Veronica!”
Veronica smiled and closed her eyes, turning her head to gently kiss Trixie's fingers. Then she yawned and put her head down on the pillow before murmuring, “By the way, why are you here?”
“I dunno. My parents told me to stay here, and so I made Timmy stay at my house.”
“What's he doing there?” Veronica sighed.
Trixie tapped the key on her silver chain. “Probably looking for this: the key to my underwear drawer.”
“Oh,” Veronica answered sleepily, not really understanding what her friend had meant. Then she curled up and quickly fell asleep.
Cosmo suddenly had a brilliant idea. “I know! I'll go to Trixie's house and help Timmy look for that key and he can help me find Wanda!” He disappeared in a tiny flash.
Trixie lied there, stroking Veronica's hair while trying to join her friend in slumber. However, she tried to keep her eyes open, worried that Timmy Turner would appear in her dreams again and she wouldn't be able to tell him off.
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