Ladies of Townsville | By : Honey-on-toast Category: +M through R > PowerPuff Girls Views: 6125 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Considering the situation of the girl's, it would've been very easy for them to have adopted Bellum as a sole ideal for a mother figure: attentive, compassionate, strong and loyal to her work, amongst other things. It's what tugged at the woman's heart strings all the more, as she cradled the sexually frustrated Buttercup in her arms, her pupils in her large eyes dilated with arousal. Her flat chest rose and fell steadily, as she attempted to calm her breath, laying in the secretary's arms. Bellum gulped, feeling the girl's juices seep from her virgin flower and onto her arm, as she gazed up at her, with burning cheeks and a look in her eyes that was a violent concoction of happiness, fear, confusion, love and lust.
She couldn't believe she had done this, was doing this. But, there was not a moment of hesitation from the girl, not a brief noise of protest. She naturally would've come to an absolute stop at that point, however it seemed the young girl had been wanting this just as badly as she did.
"S-Sara..." began the emotionally tampered tomboy "Will... you do... the same to me?"
The lady had to be firm "I musn't"
"W-Why not?"
"I can make you feel good, dear, but not like you have done to me. You're not ready for something like that. I may end up hurting you" she explained softly.
Buttercup was stubborn and sat up in her arms, almost small enough to just be cupped in the woman's palms "No, you won't"
"Baby, you don't understand"
"I'll prove it"
"Buttercup! Enough!" she said boldly, enough to make the puff retreat slightly into the crook of her arm. "I'm sorry, sweetie, but you're too young"
"W-well..." whimpered Buttercup, still taken aback by the little outburst "Can we still continue?"
The woman sighed sympathetically. She knew she was excited, but the tomboy was still a child and she shouldn't have gone along with this in the first place. Kissing her forehead, she brought her arms up, along with the puff to look at her "Sure, baby girl"
Buttercup liked the new nick-name and leaned to kiss her, before the woman brought her down to lay on the couch. The tomboy gazed up at the enormous breasts that jiggled at such minor movements, her cheeks still heated and her little heart thumped in her chest.
"S-Sara..."
"Yes, baby?" she cooed, stroking the girl's hair softly.
"Touch me"
And with that, the woman traced her ruby red nails down along the puff's skin, over her chest and tummy, along her little arms and legs. She leaned to press delicate kisses to her neck and tiny chest, licking at her nipples, resulting in such adorable whines to project from the puff's lips. The girl's hips thrust up, almost demandingly, and she bit into her lip, repressing pleading whines. The woman blushed at the girl's surrender to her carnal instincts and gasped, feeling the girl snatch her teasing hand and guide it between her legs, where she proceeded to hump into her.
"B-Buttercup!" exclaimed the woman, her face on fire.
Her heart broke, seeing that the girls eyes had now been glazed over with a sadness and shame "I'm sorry... I'm sorry" she croaked.
Bellum pushed the girl down again, removing her hand and saw the glistening of the girl's quim on her fingers. Leaning down, she parted the girl's legs and proceeded to lick at her pussy. The girl's whimpers returned, so cute, and they spawned butterflies in the woman's stomach as she sucked at Buttercup's labia, gently nipping her and then taking her tiny clit between her lips to suck.
"Ah! Nnngh! Miss Bellum..." she cried, on fire from the intense contact. The lady's hair rested around her, almost covering her body up, like a fuzzy blanket. She grabbed at chunks of the woman's locks and brought her hips up into her face, bucking like a rabbit. Then she gasped, feeling the intrusion of a finger, lightly entering into her. The finger curled and wiggled inside her and found that spot that made her cry out again in pleasure.
Bellum sat herself back up, still inside the young girl and went to rub her clit as she thrust into her. Buttercup was overcome with a tide of euphoria, unable to move. All she felt was Bellum. All she saw and knew was Bellum, this voluptous, gorgeous, sexy woman who sat over her, thrusting inside her, gently and slowly. It was quick. Buttercup felt the familiar impending rise in her lower regions, bellow her belly.
"I-I feel it... it's strange..."
"It'll be alright, baby" Bellum whispered in a hush.
Buttercup's voice hitched in pitch, an adorable set of squeaks like a pant, as she felt the anticipated crash.
"I'm cumming!" she wailed and her back arched, shaking, at her climax.
Bellum hummed and moaned, feeling the little girl tense around her fingers, pulsing hotly and her little clit throbbed under the touch of her fingers, becoming sensitive. She quivered on the couch and Bellum picked her up to kiss lightly on the cheek.
"You see?" said Bellum, with no hint of condescending. "You're not quite ready. Give it some time and maybe I'll give you a taste of what you gave me"
Sniffling, the tomboy nuzzled close to the woman. They remained in one anothers comforting embrace for a long while, feeling each others breath reduce to normal, their heart beats settling. After a few minutes, Bellum took her to the bathroom, where she cleaned and dressed them both. Giving the girl a last kiss, she watched the strip of green shoot from the Mayor's office and off home.
END
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