Katy & Rihanna's First Resort

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Katy Perry & Rihanna enjoy a naughty weekend away.
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This story is entirely fictional and is in no way connected with the subject. This story contains adult material and is only suitable for people over the age of 18. If you are under 18 please stop reading now. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living, dead, or undead, is purely coincidental. All characters portrayed in this story are over 18. Do not use this without my permission. (c) Copyright Viper_Noj 2002 onwards.

This story continues on from "Katy & Rihanna's Illicit Encounter", so check that out if you haven't read it yet.

Now, on with the story!

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Reclining in her comfortable business class seat, Katy Perry gazed out the window at the sunshine over the soft clouds, streaming down from behind the aircraft as they flew to the East. With the gentle whine of the engines in the background, she rest her head back onto the cushion and closed her eyes, giving a slight stretch and pushing her feet out, settling into the seat with a light sigh. Just a few moments in however she suddenly felt a hand slide onto her thigh, over the dress she was wearing and onto the smooth skin before sweeping back up the inside underneath it to send a rushing tingle through her. Her eyes snapped open as simultaneously her hand lunged down to stop the one exploring its way up her skirt, sitting upright and looking to the person beside her; Rihanna.

Rihanna just gave a naughty smile and squeezed, ignoring Katy's intent to stop her. Katy was wearing a blue summer dress and the lightweight skirt had been far too inviting for Rihanna not to test her, finding easy access to slip her hand straight up towards the Californian's treats.

"Not here," Katy whispered urgently, her wide, pretty eyes scanning the cabin for anyone looking at them, desperate to avoid attention. They were flying to an exclusive resort for a break together, another secret step in their indulgent relationship that had such a spark neither of them could keep away. Them being on a plane together would not be particularly odd, however them getting friendly with each other would and Katy wasn't ready to be found out.

"Nobody's watching," Rihanna said quietly with a smile and went to push her hand deeper up Katy's skirt, the American still resisting her.

"But if somebody sees..." she murmured, even as she tingled at Rihanna's squeeze to her inner thigh, feeling her pussy give a slight clench. Rihanna shuffled a little closer, letting her bare foot dangle over to stroke onto Katy's silky smooth leg, stroking at it lightly with her toes as she leaned in closer to let the Californian feel her warm breath on her cheek.

"Tell me you don't want it, and I'll stop," Rihanna challenged discretely. She felt Katy's grasp on her hand falter, weakening a little.

"Tell me that you don't want this, that you don't need a little something to keep you going because you've been thinking of all the things we're gonna do together," she whispered, feeling Katy squeeze her thighs together and then completely release her grip on Rihanna's hand, allowing the Bajan to ease her teasing touch smoothly up between Katy's legs towards the apex of her thighs.

"How we're going to lick, how we're going to fuck," she breathed heavily, moving close enough to just nuzzle slightly at Katy as her hand slipped the last little bit upwards so her fingertips made contact with the popstars soft, satin panties, feeling the delectable heat of her pussy beneath as she touched. Katy exhaled deeply with a barely concealed shudder as Rihanna's fingers pressed gently, making her pussy clench intently as they carefully split her puffy lips and rode up over her already tingling clit.

"You know you want this," she teased, just letting her fingertips glide easily up and down the front of Katy's silky smooth underwear, teasing at her nerve-packed button beneath as she wriggled in the seat beside her.

"Don't stop," Katy managed to mumble, finally admitting her surrender to her sultry lesbian lover. It was all Rihanna wanted to hear, the breaking of Katy's resistance to her public attentions.

"Oh I won't...later," Rihanna said, pulling her hand back and drawing it down the inside of Katy's leg to her knee as the Californian gasped and opened her eyes in indignant shock.

"When we get there, I'm gonna devour that hot pussy. I'm gonna sink my tongue deep inside it and make you scream," she smiled as Katy looked sideways at her, trying to quietly control her heavy, lustful breaths.

"But until then," Rihanna whispered, leaning forward to drag her tongue up Katy's cheek, "you'll have to just keep thinking about it."

"Are you fucking serious?" Katy hissed, looking over at her lover with thinly veiled anger and frustration as Rihanna casually took her hand away and sat back into her seat, leaving the singer wound up with her lightweight skirt rumpled up almost to her hips. Rihanna smiled sweetly and then pressed the call button overhead, bringing a stewardess to their seats as Katy quickly reacted by smoothing her skirt down.

"Could we have two glasses of champagne please?" Rihanna asked the pretty blonde stewardess, something Katy noticed a lot more now than she ever would have prior to her relationship with Rihanna. The blonde looked over at Katy, who quickly put a smile on for her, covering her frustration at Rihanna, the Bajan knowing just how to push her buttons. The stewardess returned with their drinks a few moments later, bidding their enjoyment before leaving them alone again, where Rihanna turned to Katy.

"To our naughty little getaway," Rihanna said, raising her glass with a smile. Katy was stony faced, glaring at her.

"When we get there, I'm gonna make you devour my pussy," Katy almost growled, holding her glass up in return. Rihanna's smile turned to a grin.

"I look forward to it," she replied, tapping her glass to Katy's with a satisfying ring before taking a sip, while Katy turned to look back out the window as she took a larger drink of her own through frustrated distraction.

The remaining hours of the flight passed both slowly and quickly as Katy managed to doze off, undisturbed by Rihanna as she reclined comfortably in her expensive seat. She didn't sleep all the way though, spending a couple more hours thinking about her relationship with Rihanna, what she'd got herself into and the step she was taking with her own sexuality. They were relatively quiet, Rihanna listening to music and sleeping some of the time herself as they flew to their exclusive destination. After getting through the airport following a smooth landing, they collected their extensive luggage and walked out of the airport, being hit by the heat like a wall as they exited on the way to a waiting luxury car. The ride was cool and composed as they rested in comfort for a short drive to the exclusive, and discreet, resort where they would be staying. Katy had never visited it before, but Rihanna had and assured her they would be completely safe from any unwanted media attention.

They pulled up at the front of the opulent building, all polished metal and glass, where they were immediately met by very polite and efficient valets, who collected their extensive luggage from the boot of the car and escorted them inside to be met by the manager himself, who greeted them warmly by name to his exclusive establishment and assured them their every wish would be granted and all they had to do was ask. Rihanna had clearly met him before and engaged with it warmly;

"Rihanna, so nice of you to join us here again," he enthused, opening his arms wide to her before they shared a kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you, it's been a little while but you know I couldn't stay away," she replied with a smile, a little flirtatiously. Katy was a little more reserved and self-conscious, unsure how open to be and a bit concerned that this was attention they didn't need. That was until Rihanna threw her straight into it by introducing her.

"And this is my...friend, Katy," Rihanna said, smiling at her naughtily in a way he couldn't see with a little wink as she extended her arm to bring her into things. Katy stepped forward a little to him with a brief smile, somehow unable to put on her usual public face all of a sudden.

"Hi," she managed.

"Welcome, welcome. My, you are even more beautiful than I expected," he said with a charming smile, reaching out for her hand and raising it for a kiss. It instantly turned Katy from nervous to bashful, smiling widely and making her look away shyly.

"Thank you," she replied quietly, realising he was quite the charmer and probably did this for all the girls that turned up.

"I hope you enjoy your stay. Your room is all ready for you," he said, guiding them towards a valet waiting to direct them, the others having already taken all their luggage swiftly ahead. Rihanna gave him a playful wave as she and Katy followed the waiting valet, heading down the luxurious hallway towards their room. Katy knew he must full know well the score with them, that they had a single room booked, with just one king-size bed. But she felt more relaxed that things were as discreet as Rihanna had promised as he had made no mention of it and things were running smoothly. They were smoothly directed to their room and after a promise to bring them anything they desired should they ask, they were left in silent peace. Looking around, Katy took in the luxurious delight of the room, the wide windows out over the ocean, the gentle sea breeze blowing into the large, well-lit space.

"Mm fantastic," Rihanna said, looking around, walking over to look out the windows. "We need to unpack and get outside,". Katy looked at her, holding her gaze for a moment before she stepped over to the door and pushed the bolt across with a definitive clunk.

"You're not going anywhere," Katy said, stepping close and then pressing her lips to the Bajan singer for a deep, intense kiss, their tongues dancing a moment as their hands grasped one another firmly.

"No?" Rihanna asked, breaking away from the kiss as Katy breathed deeply and pressed her forehead to her own.

"No," Katy said, shoving Rihanna down to sit on the bed with a surprisingly strong, aggressive move that made Rihanna tingle in anticipation, "you're going to pay me back for teasing me on the plane."

"Oh am I?" Rihanna said with a playful smile. Katy didn't reply immediately, simply staring her in the eye and then reaching up under her lightweight dress and peeling her silky satin panties down, over her smooth legs and off past her heels.

"Yeah you are, like you promised, and like you owe me," Katy said determinedly, looking fierce.

"Really? Well that sounds pretty intense," Rihanna said, just silently encouraging Katy to make a move.

"It will be," Katy said, wasting no more time and lunging at Rihanna for another kiss, her hand twisting in her dark hair as she did, before breaking away abruptly and using her grip to pull Rihanna towards the bed. The Caribbean star gave a gasp and, after a moments resistance, let herself be dominantly pulled down onto the bed, shuffling up a little as Katy straddled her, putting her knees powerfully over her, pinning her down as she pushed her fingers through her hair once more.

"You're gonna eat my pussy for me to make up for that teasing bullshit on the plane," Katy said.

"Ok," Rihanna said after a pause, looking up into Katy's eyes with a smile before letting her tongue flick out enticingly. Katy couldn't help but give a slight smile at her willing lover, before tightening her grip in her hair to pull Rihanna's head back down onto the bed. Katy moved forward, shifting a knee dominantly over her shoulder, before in one swift motion moving to other to straddle Rihanna's waiting mouth, concealing her beneath her floaty blue skirt and settling her hot, smoothly shaven pussy on the skilful tongue that awaited it. She immediately gave a sigh of pleasure as Rihanna wasted no time and buried her tongue deeply inside her, feeling the clench of her hot pussy as she probed towards Katy's G-spot to give her an idea what was to come.

"Oh fuck that's it," Katy breathed, closing her eyes, letting herself sink down just a bit more as Rihanna's tongue thrust deeply and quickly inside her, feeling it lighting up her nerve endings as it slipped silkily in her pussy. She rocked her hips just right in rhythm with Rihanna's tongue, squeezing her muscles each time she pushed down to just slightly capture as it pulled up towards her G-spot. The tip of her talented tongue just expertly but powerfully curled back onto the front wall of her pussy, teasing at the intimate spot and looking to work her towards an orgasm with no hesitation.

"Fuck I need this," Katy breathed, relishing the intense sensations of Rihanna's tongue as it worked over her G-spot intently for a few moments, buried full depth in her squeezing pussy, instigating a convulsion in pre-orgasmic pleasure that made Katy shudder, breathing raggedly and leaning forwards to press her hands into the opulent bedding.

"God you're good at this," she gasped, unable to restrain herself from grinding into Rihanna's face, just lifting herself a little as the Bajan star slipped her tongue back out to work it around her clit, letting her tongue press just firmly but not intently into Katy's most sensitive button.

"Thank you, I practice plenty," Rihanna said, pulling away from Katy momentarily underneath her skirt. Katy just sank back down to silence her, pressing her clit to her tongue and sighing in pleasure as Rihanna went back to licking intently at her, working quickly and intensely at her sensitive button, her tongue dancing around and across her delicate nub. Katy's fingers twisted in the sheets as Rihanna worked every which way, circling around her clit and then back and forth across it, making Katy buzz with pleasure, grunting and moaning over her. Rihanna's hands, so far restrained, slid up the back of Katy's legs with just a tease to her calves before sliding much more intently up the back of her thighs to squeeze firmly at her nice, rounded arse. Letting her fingers slide between, she worked a fingertip onto her asshole, feeling the strong muscle just tremble in response.

Katy didn't refuse her though, and gave a deep groan as Rihanna timed the teasing of her finger perfectly with the stimulating swipes of her tongue, giving Katy a sensation unlike anything else as she knelt over her lover. Rihanna pulled back again to work her tongue over the perfectly shaved lips, loving how well Katy had worked a razor for her as she lapped at them, feeling them puffy and exquisitely soft for her as she continued licking. She delved her tongue back inside Katy, making the Californian gasp as she went for it now, her hand grabbing hard onto her ass as she thrust a finger into her tight hole, making Katy cry out in pleasure as Rihanna pushed it deep inside her as she simultaneously worked her tongue up strongly onto her G-spot. Katy's slippery juices ran down over her chin as she thrust and wiggled her tongue deeply inside her, working her finger as her tongue danced, making Katy shudder and shake on the brink of climax.

"Oh fuck, Ri..." Katy breathed, bent over and jolting in tension, on the brink now. Rihanna made a final move, swiftly pulling her tongue out to assault her clit again as she slipped another finger into Katy's pussy, easily pressuring her G-spot as she rocked her hand to thrust it deeply inside her, stimulating every angle of her intently for just a few seconds as Katy quaked into an orgasm, doing her best to hold it back as long as she could before with a terrific shudder she broke into deep, soul-shaking orgasm. Katy let out a long, lung-emptying cry of intense pleasure as the orgasm washed over her, her pussy convulsing on the finger buried deep in as she ground down into Rihanna's mouth, giving stuttering repeats as her hips bucked with pleasure, riding her orgasm for all it was worth even as Rihanna continued to lick and suck at her clit to make it last as long as possible. Suddenly sensitive as it passed, Katy pushed herself up with shaky knees, fumbling down with a hand to Rihanna's head beneath her skirt to stop her, breathing intently as she took a moment to recover, the fingers just sliding out of her as she did, before she let herself tumble off to the side on the bed, sprawled in post-orgasmic bliss, fingers just playing gently in Rihanna's hair.

"Did that make up for it baby?" Rihanna purred, smiling at Katy's zoned-out gasping beside her.

"More than made up for it," Katy breathed, just staring at the ceiling and letting her fingers twist slowly in Rihanna's dark locks.

"Good, glad you liked it," Rihanna teased, looking over at Katy on the bed. She didn't look back, and only her heavy breaths broke the air for another minute or so. Stirring from the bed, Katy stretched and pulled herself up, leaning over Rihanna on one one arm as she pushed the hair back from her face with the other, gazing into her lovers eyes a moment before she gave her a deep, long kiss, their tongues gently twisting and turning together.

"I think I best pay you back a bit for that," Katy murmured, kissing down her neck and making Rihanna tingle with excitement at the thought.

"I think you'd better," she almost whispered, just wanting her all American girl to get on and touch her. Katy said nothing further, feeling no need as she kissed down onto her chest, just teasing her as her hands immediately went onto her jeans, wasting no time in popping them undone and drawing the zip down, sitting up to pull them slow down, the tight denim hugging Rihanna's curvy hips tightly as she lifted her ass to let Katy do as she pleased. Peeling the trousers down revealed a sexy black lace thong for her, which she immediately drew down to join the jeans round Rihanna's thighs, revealing her perfectly waxed pussy, smooth and inviting, just waiting for Katy to devour it. She wasted no further time now either, and as Rihanna spread her legs as far as she could given her denim constants, Katy sunk her face in between her legs, letting her tongue instantly find her stiff, waiting clit and illicit a shivering groan of pleasure from the Bajan star.

"Fuck you're getting good at this," Rihanna breathed as Katy rapidly circled the delicate nub in just the right way, making her tingle and sigh as she then drew her tongue up her pussy, letting the tip of it just split her lips neatly and taste her juices. Katy said nothing, just continuing in dragging her talented tongue over Rihanna's blissfully smooth lips, her hands holding onto the top of the jeans as she worked over the soft, inviting flesh before her, letting her gentle licks over her labia turn to a more probing method. Hooking her tongue once more, she let the tip of it easily divide Rihanna's swollen pussy, tasty the sweet, all-consuming flavour of her as she did, loving how it spread over her tongue. The Caribbean beauty sighed in pleasure and pushed her hips up as Katy let her tongue just glide up the opening, before pressing it deeper inside, effortlessly splitting her lips and sinking her tongue into her, feeling her muscles just twitch and squeeze slightly at her invasion as she did. Rihanna's hand slid naturally into Katy's long, dark hair as she got to worked eating her pussy, working her tongue in and out of her at an ascending pace that made Rihanna tingle just right, tightening her shoulders as she lay on the bed.

"Mm keep doing that," Rihanna murmurer, loving the feeling of Katy's skilful tongue delving into her most intimate treasures, how strong and willing the muscle was as it battled with her own that hugged it. Katy's ministrations were patient and controlled, holding back and frustrating Rihanna, who wished she would just dive right in and burrow her tongue as deep as she could. As she pushed her hips up to try and encourage it, Katy simply rode the motion, doing things as her pace, her hands still clinging to her jeans at mid-thigh. Her tongue continued to probe and test her muscles, loving the feeling of them trying to squeeze her, knowing Rihanna was trying to resist so as to tempt Katy in. Katy's hands slid up her smooth thighs to her hips, slowly but intently, taking a grasp of her curves and holding firmly, in readiness for her assault. She waited to see if Rihanna would bite at the temptation, let her impatience get the better of her, but she restrained it, managing to hold back and wait to see what Katy would do.

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