Title: Sapphic Erotica: Scene 20
Celebs: Rosamund Pike, Tilda Swinton
Codes: FF, oral, mas, drugs, con
Disclaimer: This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
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Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.
We fade in on an establishing shot of a house, as we hear Rosamund narrate. “Growing up, through college, and throughout my career, Tilda Swinton has always been my favorite author. So imagine my surprise and joy when she invited me to her house, to discuss a collaboration. Little did I know that wasn’t the only surprise she had in store for me…”
It cuts to inside, where the two sit on Tilda’s bed, holding half empty wine glasses. Laughing and slurring, Tilda says, “I love the part where he just flashes his todger at that crowd of people. I don’t think I’ve ever laughed so hard at an act of indecent exposure!”
“Yeah, I’ve actually had a number of people asking me to write a series on that guy.”
“Well, you know what I’d say; don’t do it just to do it. If you have a good story for him to return in, then, by all means…”
“I know. I actually have a couple of ideas that might work out, but I wanna be sure it’s a perfect fit.”
Tilda drains her glass, places it on the night table, and then turns onto her side. “So, how’s your life beyond your work? You are, I trust, remembering to live?”
Rosamund places her empty glass on a chair by her side of the bed, and turns to face Tilda in a similar fashion. “Well, trying. I sometimes get so caught up in my work, I don’t even notice what time it is, but I try to get out at least once a day.”
“To do what?”
“Just walk around. People watch.”
“When was the last time you made love?”
Rosamund looks awkwardly down at her knees. “It’s…been a while.”
Tilda smiles subtly. “Would you like to make love with me, Rosie?”
Rosamund quickly looks back up at her. “Huh?”
Continuing to smile, Tilda leans forward, and gives Rosamund a long, passionate kiss on the lips, which Rosie quickly reciprocates. “This…was really happening! Tilda had been my favorite writer since I was a girl, and now here I was locking lips with her.”
Tilda grabs the bottom of Rosie’s shirt, and whispers, “Take this off…” As Rosamund pulls her shirt off, Tilda starts unbuttoning hers. As they continue to neck, they also continue to take off articles of clothing, until both are naked.
Rosamund starts feeling Tilda’s breasts. “I remember when she posed topless for the back cover of one of her books. I still have that book. I never thought one day I’d be touching those beauties.” Rosamund leans down, and, in our first close-up, starts sucking one of Tilda’s nipples.
“Mmm…” Tilda moans, watching her and sweeping her hair aside. “You do that really well. College?”
Rosie looks back up at her grinning. “Can’t hide anything from you.”
“Well…” Tilda responds, as we see her caress Rosamund’s thigh, “I’d love to meet your first someday.”
“She’s a waitress in Hammersmith, last I checked.”
“In that case…” We then see Tilda insert her fingers in Rosamund’s pussy, causing her to moan. “I’ll have to make Hammersmith a stop on my next tour.”
In another close-up, we see Tilda’s fingers move in and out of Rosamund’s wet cunt. “Oh, trust me…” Rosie moans, eyes closed, “She was nowhere near as good as you.” Smiling at this, Tilda slides down on the bed, as Rosamund rolls onto her back. Tilda wraps her arms around Rosie’s thighs, and, in yet another close-up, she starts to lick the outside of Rosamund’s twat, then slides her tongue inside her juicy slit. “Oh! Oh, God…” Rosie starts to writhe on the bed, and squeeze her breasts, as Tilda eats her out. Back in the close-up, Tilda holds Rosamund’s pussy open with one hand, and fingers her with the other, while she licks around her clit. “Ah! Hunh! Hm!” Rosamund starts to buck her hips, and bare her teeth, as she gets closer to orgasm. “Huh!” she cries out, voice cracking, as she cums.
We now see Tilda again sitting up, legs open, looking down at Rosie, as, in another close-up, her tongue caresses Tilda’s sopping wet cunt. “Oh, yes…” Tilda sighs, eyes closed, tilting her head back and feeling her tits up. “I envy that waitress, if you were as good back then as you are now…” Back in the close-up, Rosamund has her fingers deep in Tilda’s pink cunt, as she licks around her clit, before taking her fingers out, and sucking on them. “Oh, God, put them back in…” Tilda moans, starting to convulse, “I’m almost there…” Again in the close-up, Rosie puts her fingers back in Tilda’s cunt, and starts finger-fucking her. Soon, Tilda moans loud enough to fill the room, as she climaxes.
Tilda looks down at Rosamund, smiling, as Rosie kisses her now wet thighs. “Hm, come up here, darling…” Rosie does so, and the two share another deep, passionate kiss. Once they stop, Tilda says, “How about I order some Indian take-out, and we can continue to discuss this book?” Rosie chuckles at this, and Tilda follows suit, as the scene fades out.