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Personal Assistant
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M through R › The O.C.
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
13,052
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own The O.C., nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Personal Assistant
DISC: Schwartz owns the OC, not me. I make no money from this. Gwen is mine... i guess...
SUM: Summer gets a massage and a new "friend" ;)
AN: This is kinda AU....
****
Seth knew he was a perv. In fact he enjoyed his sneakiness. He was being stealthy like that David- whatisface from that vampire show that Summer liked to watch. Mr. Roberts was never home and Mrs. Roberts was too comatose to notice him sneak in the house after she had all the gates locked. After Summer’s “no sex” vow, he couldn’t help it. After you lust after someone before they even have breasts it was a little hard to just turn off the hormones.
Creeping to his normal spot on the balcony, he settled into the little window area and sat down on his beanbag chair ready for the show.
**
“So horny,” Summer moaned her hips bucking against her hand. The bathwater was warm, the candles were going, yet nothing happening. No matter where she put her fingers she could not make herself have an orgasm. It was frustrating! And wrong, and-
She was just not a solo kinda gal. Standing up in the tub and heading back for her room she sighed and put on the lingerie she was going to spring on Cohen in a few days. Black lace panties because ‘thongs are like butt floss, and butts don’t need to be flossed’, in the words of her boyfriend, and a nice corset with a pink rose.
Running her hands over the corset she gasped when she heard the door open and an a dark haired woman walked in. She looked at her and smirked before clearing her throat.
“What the hell are you doing in my room?” Summer demanded looking at the ho.
“Looking for the bathroom. Your- Mom? God she’s like three years younger than you!” the woman laughed. “I’m supposed to give her the deluxe massaging package she ordered, but she’s not really awake. My name’s Gwen, and I gotta go home soon- you wouldn’t want the massage, would you?”
“I would love a massage and hey if Hoochie is buying, I’m in!” Summer giggled following Gwen into the great room. Eyes widening at the setup her ‘mother’ had ordered, she was shocked. There was a comfy looking massage table, a wide assortment of oils and a steam thingy and some champagne.
Hearing a clank from outside, her head turned, but realized it must be the wind. “I guess I’ll just change.” She said aloud glancing at the towel folded next to her. Gwen turned her back and Summer took off her clothes and plopped down onto the table. Covering her rear end she sighed before putting her face down.
Gwen rummaged through the oils before picking one and rubbing it into her hands. “This oil is self-heating so it’ll be a little warm. If it gets too hot, let me know.” Gwen said before rubbing the oil into her shoulder blades. The smell of strawberries flooded their senses and Gwen pressed harder into her stress zones.
“Your really tense for a teenager,” Gwen stated grabbing more oil and letting it flow down the younger woman’s back.
“If you even knew, lady.” Summer sighed relaxing into the woman’s hands. “besides your only like what? Three years older than me?”
“Yeah, pretty much,” Gwen replied smoothing the back of Summer’s arms. She was glad that she was massaging someone that wasn’t some Botox-Wife. This girl was amazingly tense in her lower back-like she was a rubber band waiting to snap.
“Lower,” Summer moaned dreamily all her worries melting away. Feeling the towel slip away, her inner muscles corded when Gwen’s hands started rubbing her ass. The familiar tingling was starting in her nether regions and her leg twitched.
Moving lower, Summer’s hips jumped her off the table causing her to flip over to cover herself, just as the towel slid to the floor. Gwen tried to steady herself but slipped, one hand falling on the table, the other directly between the younger girls’ legs.
Staring at her client’s breasts, she too suddenly felt warm and awkwardly backed away from the table. “You’re- obviously stressed out, mayb-maybe I should go,” she stuttered clenching her now throbbing pussy for some relief.
“Did I ever tell you my name was Summer?” she asked, sitting up- making no move to cover herself.
“No.” Gwen whispered walking back over to the table.
“Well Summer would like you to finish her massage. I’m very tense you see?” Summer said catching a dollop of oil on her finger and rubbing it into her breasts. “You’ve made me feel better than I have in a long time.”
“I bet I can trump that,” Gwen smiled pulling into her bag and getting the special lotion out. Most clients had to pay top dollar for No. 9, but she figure this was a good time to use it. “This lotion has some aphrodisiacs in it. Enough to have you wet for hours,” she said taking off her sweater and opening the bottle. Running it front of the girls nose she ran her hand over her breasts and smiled lazily. Summer hopped off of the massage bed and slowly walked up the stairs to her room.
Gwen quickly grabbed her purse and followed her.
**
Frantic Summer’s hips started rocking of their own accord and she pressed herself against Gwen. Smiling, Gwen took one of her legs and put it at the juncture of Summer’s. Taking her camisole off, she smiled at the sweating teenager and watched as she humped her leg.
Kissing her neck, she put the lotion aside and stared at her naked client. Oh, she was beautiful.
Summer’s hands found her breasts and her heart skipped a beat. Shimming out of her skirt she gave each of Summer’s breasts a good pinch before delving her hand into the younger woman’s pussy. Summer was so wet!
“I’ve never-” Summer panted, her lust glazed eyes now admiring the woman next to her. Her breasts were bigger, and she definitely could loose a few pounds but she knew her way around down there.
Gwen pulled away from her and dug into her purse before retrieving something out of her purse. “Never leave home without a vibrator,” hearing a buzzing noise, Summer squeaked when she felt something enter her pussy. Oh it felt good. Shoving her pillow between her thighs she moaned loudly humping her pillow for all it was worth. Gwen stopped her motions before placing her leg inside of the pillow and then allowing Summer to continue her ride. Kissing her sweet mouth Gwen latched her legs around Summer’s and started bucking along with her. Up and down. Up and down. She was so close. Grabbing Summer’s hand she shoved it between her thighs and humped harder finally achieving her own orgasm.
Summer wasn’t finished yet though. It felt too good. Gwen removed the pillow from her humping thighs and started shoving the vibrator in and out of her vagina. Gwen crawled on top of her and kissed her before taking a hold of her clit and rubbing. Screaming, Summer’s hips bucked as she came down from her orgasm. Gwen kissed her again and this time she kissed back as she floated asleep.
***
NEXT CHAP COMING!!
SUM: Summer gets a massage and a new "friend" ;)
AN: This is kinda AU....
****
Seth knew he was a perv. In fact he enjoyed his sneakiness. He was being stealthy like that David- whatisface from that vampire show that Summer liked to watch. Mr. Roberts was never home and Mrs. Roberts was too comatose to notice him sneak in the house after she had all the gates locked. After Summer’s “no sex” vow, he couldn’t help it. After you lust after someone before they even have breasts it was a little hard to just turn off the hormones.
Creeping to his normal spot on the balcony, he settled into the little window area and sat down on his beanbag chair ready for the show.
**
“So horny,” Summer moaned her hips bucking against her hand. The bathwater was warm, the candles were going, yet nothing happening. No matter where she put her fingers she could not make herself have an orgasm. It was frustrating! And wrong, and-
She was just not a solo kinda gal. Standing up in the tub and heading back for her room she sighed and put on the lingerie she was going to spring on Cohen in a few days. Black lace panties because ‘thongs are like butt floss, and butts don’t need to be flossed’, in the words of her boyfriend, and a nice corset with a pink rose.
Running her hands over the corset she gasped when she heard the door open and an a dark haired woman walked in. She looked at her and smirked before clearing her throat.
“What the hell are you doing in my room?” Summer demanded looking at the ho.
“Looking for the bathroom. Your- Mom? God she’s like three years younger than you!” the woman laughed. “I’m supposed to give her the deluxe massaging package she ordered, but she’s not really awake. My name’s Gwen, and I gotta go home soon- you wouldn’t want the massage, would you?”
“I would love a massage and hey if Hoochie is buying, I’m in!” Summer giggled following Gwen into the great room. Eyes widening at the setup her ‘mother’ had ordered, she was shocked. There was a comfy looking massage table, a wide assortment of oils and a steam thingy and some champagne.
Hearing a clank from outside, her head turned, but realized it must be the wind. “I guess I’ll just change.” She said aloud glancing at the towel folded next to her. Gwen turned her back and Summer took off her clothes and plopped down onto the table. Covering her rear end she sighed before putting her face down.
Gwen rummaged through the oils before picking one and rubbing it into her hands. “This oil is self-heating so it’ll be a little warm. If it gets too hot, let me know.” Gwen said before rubbing the oil into her shoulder blades. The smell of strawberries flooded their senses and Gwen pressed harder into her stress zones.
“Your really tense for a teenager,” Gwen stated grabbing more oil and letting it flow down the younger woman’s back.
“If you even knew, lady.” Summer sighed relaxing into the woman’s hands. “besides your only like what? Three years older than me?”
“Yeah, pretty much,” Gwen replied smoothing the back of Summer’s arms. She was glad that she was massaging someone that wasn’t some Botox-Wife. This girl was amazingly tense in her lower back-like she was a rubber band waiting to snap.
“Lower,” Summer moaned dreamily all her worries melting away. Feeling the towel slip away, her inner muscles corded when Gwen’s hands started rubbing her ass. The familiar tingling was starting in her nether regions and her leg twitched.
Moving lower, Summer’s hips jumped her off the table causing her to flip over to cover herself, just as the towel slid to the floor. Gwen tried to steady herself but slipped, one hand falling on the table, the other directly between the younger girls’ legs.
Staring at her client’s breasts, she too suddenly felt warm and awkwardly backed away from the table. “You’re- obviously stressed out, mayb-maybe I should go,” she stuttered clenching her now throbbing pussy for some relief.
“Did I ever tell you my name was Summer?” she asked, sitting up- making no move to cover herself.
“No.” Gwen whispered walking back over to the table.
“Well Summer would like you to finish her massage. I’m very tense you see?” Summer said catching a dollop of oil on her finger and rubbing it into her breasts. “You’ve made me feel better than I have in a long time.”
“I bet I can trump that,” Gwen smiled pulling into her bag and getting the special lotion out. Most clients had to pay top dollar for No. 9, but she figure this was a good time to use it. “This lotion has some aphrodisiacs in it. Enough to have you wet for hours,” she said taking off her sweater and opening the bottle. Running it front of the girls nose she ran her hand over her breasts and smiled lazily. Summer hopped off of the massage bed and slowly walked up the stairs to her room.
Gwen quickly grabbed her purse and followed her.
**
Frantic Summer’s hips started rocking of their own accord and she pressed herself against Gwen. Smiling, Gwen took one of her legs and put it at the juncture of Summer’s. Taking her camisole off, she smiled at the sweating teenager and watched as she humped her leg.
Kissing her neck, she put the lotion aside and stared at her naked client. Oh, she was beautiful.
Summer’s hands found her breasts and her heart skipped a beat. Shimming out of her skirt she gave each of Summer’s breasts a good pinch before delving her hand into the younger woman’s pussy. Summer was so wet!
“I’ve never-” Summer panted, her lust glazed eyes now admiring the woman next to her. Her breasts were bigger, and she definitely could loose a few pounds but she knew her way around down there.
Gwen pulled away from her and dug into her purse before retrieving something out of her purse. “Never leave home without a vibrator,” hearing a buzzing noise, Summer squeaked when she felt something enter her pussy. Oh it felt good. Shoving her pillow between her thighs she moaned loudly humping her pillow for all it was worth. Gwen stopped her motions before placing her leg inside of the pillow and then allowing Summer to continue her ride. Kissing her sweet mouth Gwen latched her legs around Summer’s and started bucking along with her. Up and down. Up and down. She was so close. Grabbing Summer’s hand she shoved it between her thighs and humped harder finally achieving her own orgasm.
Summer wasn’t finished yet though. It felt too good. Gwen removed the pillow from her humping thighs and started shoving the vibrator in and out of her vagina. Gwen crawled on top of her and kissed her before taking a hold of her clit and rubbing. Screaming, Summer’s hips bucked as she came down from her orgasm. Gwen kissed her again and this time she kissed back as she floated asleep.
***
NEXT CHAP COMING!!