Aria Giovanni & Anissa Kate in a Sexual Encounter
The Money Shot Casino was as bustling as it usually was, and its own Anissa Kate sat in her office in a silky golden top and pants with a fur coat over her shoulders, casually sitting in her office and waiting. She had taken care of a lot of business before this, which was shady at best, and acquiring protection money from another company in the island. It was a good night, and about to get even better as she had her eye on someone who could help her enterprise. Sending someone to fetch said woman, the Frenchwoman eagerly awaited her guest’s arrival, sitting in her luxurious office, with a couch sitting in front of her rather expensive and borderline gaudy desk to match the rest of the room.
Taking in the noise of the casino, Aria Giovanni leaned against the bar, her body wrapped in a tight black dress, her luxury coat sitting on the stall beside her. Ignoring advances of various men that approached her. This wasn’t the first time she’d come across the casino, usually Aria spent her time frequenting the club on the far side of the island and the other nightspots but for some reason tonight she wanted a change of pace. Someone came up to her and after a brief exchange, she finished her drink, picked up her fur coat and followed.
The staff member escorted Aria Giovanni to the office of Anissa Kate, and when she arrived, Anissa offered her a friendly smile and spoke in her French accent, “Welcome, Aria my dear.” She gestured to the velvet couch in front of her desk. “Please make yourself comfortable.” Aria didn’t seem at all surprised, having obviously expected Anissa to be the one that had summoned her, though the question remained: Why? Still, she gave the Frenchwoman a small smile and took the offered seat. “How are you, Aria?” asked Kate, leaning over her desk to give the Italian a good look at her cleavage.
Aria’s smile remained, though a bit more coyly, her eyes drifting to the view of the woman’s chest. “Very well, and yourself? I must say I’m quite flattered by your invitation.”
“Most women are,” answered Anissa, resting her elbow on the desk, and her chin in her hand. “I’m well though. Even better now that I have a woman of your… caliber sharing my office with me.”
“I do hope the reputation proceeds me, and you’re not disappointed,” Aria replied with a raised eyebrow, “But then, from what I’ve heard, you don’t seem like a woman to be so easily disappointed.”
Anissa Kate grinned at Aria, looking amused. “Oh, no. I have extremely high expectations. Women try not to disappoint me because of my own reputation,” said the darker skinned girl.
Aria’s smile broadened. “And how is it you’re involved with this place? I’m surprised such a woman of your stature has time for it.”
Anissa laughed, leaning back now. “Oh, I don’t run the casino, no. I have people for that. I have other work that keeps me far busier.”
“I’d love to know what kind of work, you’re doing,” Aria said, her curiosity genuine.
“A lot of women are so curious… but I need to ask you something first, Aria,” said Anissa, standing and then walking to the front of her desk. “What do you want?” she asked before sitting on the edge of the desk, crossing one leg over the other.
“That’s a very open question, one I could answer in a great many ways,” Aria replied, her gaze trailing down the Frenchwoman’s crossed legs. “Though I suspect there is one particular thing you’re interested in.”
“That’s very true,” said Anissa with a shrug, still smiling at her guest. “Then let me ask this… to get what you want, what are you willing to do? If someone has something you want, and it would make you feel so much better to have it… would you take it?” asked Kate pointedly.
“Is there anyone that doesn’t?” Aria asked with a light chuckle, leaning back. “I’m not one to shy away from taking what I want.”
Giving Aria a dangerous look, Anissa then asked, “Are you… ruthless, Aria?”
“When I need to be,” the Italian answered, her expression hardening.
Brushing some of her guest’s hair back, Anissa smiled wide. “I’m very ruthless… And that’s why I can run this island like I do. I want money, power, respect, and I have it all, because of that ruthlessness. That’s what I do.”
Aria nodded. “Then it would appear we have a few things in common,” she said with a light smile.
“And I could use some more people to help with my… operation here,” continued the Frenchwoman, getting off the desk and sauntering closer to Aria. “And then you could live like I do too. Money… Power… Respect…” said Anissa, brushing a hand through her guest’s hair.
“I’ve always been rather good at getting what I want, it’s a matter of how,” Aria murmured, leaning into the touch. “Though, I must confess, I’m intrigued as to what kind of… point you are getting too…”
“I’m getting at, my dear Aria, needing someone who is good at getting what she wants… to do precisely that for me,” said Anissa, her fingertips tracing the cheek of Giovanni. “And I would like for you to be that for me.”
“Well, if you’re looking for ruthlessness, you’re talking to the right person,” Aria purred.
Anissa Kate would then take Aria by her hair suddenly, yanking her head up to look at her. She didn’t mean for it to hurt too much. “But am I also talking to someone who is loyal?” asked the Frenchwoman.
Aria let out a hiss of surprise, though didn’t fight the pull. “I’m extremely loyal,” she stated, she returned the take by the hair. “Respect is earned…”
Anissa let out a muffled gasp as her hair was pulled, grinning wide. “And I always earn respect…” Kate released Aria’s hair before placing a hand on her chest, giving her a sultry look. “Do you want my respect, your piece in my enterprise, and everything you could dream of to go with it?”
“Yes, I want it,” Aria replied, reaching out and sliding her hands under Anissa’s top. “And I think you’d enjoy having a loyal subordinate such as myself.”
“I know I would…” said Anissa, hissing in surprise as she felt Aria’s hands on her skin. “But right here, and right now… there’s something more that I want.” She leaned down and gave a fiery kiss to Aria–a practically soul sucking kiss before breaking it. “I want to fuck you. The rest of the details of our arrangement can take place later. Let’s seal this bond now…”
“I was hoping that was the case,” Aria purred, rising to her feet and pulling the woman close to her. Anissa Kate looked exhilarated as the Italian was receptive to her offer, and the intense sex. And as she wrapped her arms around Aria, she began to resume that passionate kiss. The two of them were both very attractive, very dominant women, and as they began to make out, Kate pushed Aria onto the couch, and climbed on top of her, pinning her down as they began to have very rough and passionate kissing. Aria growled hungrily, biting the Frenchwoman’s lip and tugging at her clothes.
Anissa returned that practically feral kissing as well, moaning and whining as she took off her jacket, then her top, leaving her nude from the top half as she also tried to tear at Aria’s clothes. “Fuck yes…” Aria’s nails lovingly clawed the woman’s back as she reached her waist pulling at the fabric, trying to find the zip or the buttons. Kate took the time to unfasten her belt Aria could pull down her pants and panties both down, while Anissa took the time to finish stripping Giovanni as well.
“Mm, you’re gorgeous,” Aria purred admiring Kate’s body, wrapping her legs around the Frenchwoman’s hips to pull her close and grinding up against her.
Anissa gasped and let out an excited laugh, grinding back against Aria, leaning in and passionately kissing her, breaking it for only one moment to say “I know. You know how to treat this gorgeous body.” And then that sloppy. explosive kiss continued, hands frantically combing through the Italian’s hair.
“I do…” Giovanni responded, strands of spit between their beath parting of lips, Aria’s hands roamed, exploring the woman’s curves and digging her nails into the soft flesh as they continued their rough spit dripping kiss. Anissa purred loudly, still perched on Aria’s lap, and then she shifted until she moved one leg over the other and let their pussies start grinding against one another in a trib, growing more fired up by the moment as Kate starts to feel Aria’s shoulders and back. Aria groaned and moaned, arching her back and grinding faster and harder, her wet pussy slick against Kate’s. She was already getting close.
“Yes… Fuck… I can’t get enough…” gasped Anissa between their kisses. She hold Aria close against her, wanting as much skin contact as possible as she more wildly tribbed against Aria’s pussy, growing further and further aroused, getting close herself to a sweet release.
Aria groaned loudly, feeling the heat building inside of her, her body starting to tense up, her nails dug into Kate’s flesh. “Cum with me,” she moaned, kissing her deeply.
“I want nothing more…!” answered Anissa with a deep, husky groan, nails dragging across Aria’s back. With one last hard grind the two women came together, their wet pussies grinding against one another, their juices mixing. Anissa panted after, moaning and pampering Aria’s face with kisses before saying, “I crave more…” And she licked the side of Giovanni’s face.
Aria chuckled, turning her head and capturing Kate’s tongue between her teeth, sucking and biting at it gently. Anissa hissed as she felt the teeth, but didn’t complain, just moaning and continuing to kiss Aria. Anissa’s hips began to grind against Aria’s again, the cocktail of girl cum between them still. Kate grabbed Aria behind the head and then pulled the woman on top of her, letting her take the dominant position in the grind as she continued to make out with her eagerly. Aria growled, her wet pussy sliding easily along Kate’s, grinding roughly, her hands pinning the woman’s wrists to the couch.
With an amused and erotic moan, Anissa allowed Aria to pin her arms, urgently grinding and rubbing her pussy against her. “Take what you want, Aria…” she said between kisses.
“Gladly,” Aria groaned, her movements growing faster, more desperate, she could feel her own orgasm building up.
“Oooooh… Shit! Yes! Just like that!” screamed Anissa Kate. And soon, Aria got exactly what she wanted, and the Frenchwoman let out a shrieking orgasm, her body bucking and writhing with her sexual release, a delighted smile on her face the whole while. Soon, Aria’s body jerked and writhed, her cum gushing from her pussy and coating the woman beneath her, her scream echoing through the room.
Anissa Kate laid back, panting and groaning as the aftershocks of that orgasm overtook her. Her hands lifted to frame Aria’s face, brushing her hair away. “Aria Giovanni… You are a treasure…” said the Frenchwoman.
“Thank you,” Aria purred, leaning down and kissing the woman, “I think we’re going to get along quite well.”
“Mmm…” hummed Anissa as she kissed her back. “Just don’t disappoint me…”
“Don’t worry, I’m not about to do that.” the Italian promised.
“You better fucking not,” said Anissa with a grin, delivering a final kiss to the woman. “Tell me you’ll do everything I ask. Say you’ll do everything the Queenpin wants,” Kate stated, looking at Giovanni with an enamored expression on her face.
“I’ll do everything the Queenpin wants,” Aria replies, running a finger along Kate’s cheek.
Anissa rested her hand on Aria’s cheek, giving it a fond pat before pulling herself up to a sitting position. “In that case… I say we have some champagne to celebrate… and rehydrate…” Kate’s mouth goes to Aria’s neck, kissing and sucking on it gently. “And then we can continue our celebration at my mansion…”