Anastasia: The Complete Collection (Vol. 1-4)

by Ana Vela

  Anastasia tentatively caressed Victoria’s back, fingers exploring the smooth contours of the other woman’s body. She’d only ever touched her own. Victoria felt the same, and yet different. They both had soft skin, but Victoria’s felt thinner, finer. Like expensive silk. She ran her fingers down the long dip of Victoria’s spine. The older woman shivered and licked at Anastasia’s lower lip.

  Victoria pressed her bare, slick pussy against Anastasia’s leg, just above her knee. The redhead’s sex was hot and slippery against her skin. She rocked her hips, sliding her quim back and forth over Anastasia’s thigh. Anastasia raised her own hips, hunching her pulsing cunt against the other woman’s plump, smooth thigh. The friction felt wonderful.

  Anastasia hooked her free leg over Victoria’s hip, pulling the older woman down on top of her. Their breasts rubbed together, slick with a faint sheen of sweat. Victoria kissed her again, tongue thrusting into her mouth like she was fucking it. They writhed against each other, whimpering and grinding.

  Victoria pulled away, chuckling. “You’re a quick learner, Baby Bird. Now, let Mama teach you something new.” With a wicked grin, she slid her way down Anastasia’s sleek body. She settled herself between Anastasia’s spread thighs, parting the sticky lips of the younger woman’s pussy with her fingers. She ran her tongue from the very bottom to the very top of Anastasia’s slit in one swipe. “Mmm. So sweet, little Kat. Just like I knew you’d be.”

  “Victoria!” Anastasia whimpered as Victoria bent her head to her task, working her tongue into Anastasia’s slick folds. Victoria lapped at her pussy, wriggling the tip of her tongue against the swollen nub of Anastasia’s clit. Anastasia’s hips bucked as she tried to press herself harder to the other woman’s mouth. Her fingers wove themselves into Victoria’s silky red hair as she humped her wet sex against Victoria’s tongue.

  The older woman hummed a pleased ‘mmmmm’ against Anastasia’s pussy, slurping and nibbling her folds, sliding two of her fingers into the slick satin of Anastasia’s tight passage. Victoria pumped her fingers in and out, curling and probing as she laved the younger girl’s clit. She sucked it into her mouth, hard, flicking it with her tongue and Anastasia’s orgasm burst over her like a sudden storm. Pleasure crackled through her veins as she keened, pushing her spasming sex against Victoria’s mouth.

  The redhead didn’t stop, but slowed. She lapped gently at Anastasia’s slit with a soft tongue, sliding her fingers languidly in an out of Anastasia’s clutching sheath while the girl twitched and moaned through her orgasm. As her pleasure gradually subsided to an all over feeling of repletion, Anastasia glanced down. Victoria still licked tenderly at Anastasia’s clit, smiling up at her, her lips glistening with Anastasia’s juices.

  When she saw Anastasia looking she licked her lips, slowly withdrew her fingers, and sucked them clean. Victoria crawled back up her body, dropping random kisses on her belly, breasts, and throat before returning her mouth to Anastasia’s. She rubbed her mouth over Anastasia’s parted lips, inhaling the small pants of the younger woman’s breath. Victoria slid her tongue into Anastasia’s mouth.

  Anastasia cold taste herself on Victoria’s tongue, sweet and salty at the same time. She kissed Victoria back, grateful and amazed. When the redhead collapsed beside her, sighing, Anastasia rolled on her side to face her.

  “That was... incredible. Thank you.” She brushed her fingers lightly over Victoria’s still damp mouth. Victoria grinned, nipping her fingertips gently.

  “You say that like no one’s ever done that to you before.”

  Anastasia dropped her eyes and bit her lip. “No one ever has.”

  Victoria propped herself up on one elbow, frowning. “You’re not a virgin.”

  “No,” Anastasia shook her head. “But my boyfriend, my ex, he never did that.”

  “Pffft,” Victoria rolled her eyes. “I bet he still wanted you to suck his cock though, huh? Never date a man who won’t go down on you, sweetie. Reciprocity is important in a relationship.” She chuckled and leaned in to kiss Anastasia again, quickly but thoroughly. “Well, you’re welcome, since I was your first. The pleasure was definitely mine.” She bit her lower lip as she toyed with her own tight nipple.

  Anastasia shoved Victoria’s hand away, cupping the massive tit and stroking the taut bud. “I think I’ve wanted to do this since I first met you.” She lowered her head, sucking the stiff peak between her lips. Victoria gasped, gripping Anastasia’s head and pressing her against her chest.

  “Ooooh, baby. Yeah. That’s it. Suck ‘em hard,” Victoria moaned. She lay back, drawing Anastasia over her, stroking her hair and shoulders encouragingly. Anastasia sucked hard, drawing on the taut nub while she kneaded the soft flesh of Victoria’s breast. She grazed the nipple with her teeth, biting down gently. Victoria groaned. Her hips twitched.

  She bit down a little harder, flicking her tongue against the turgid crest, enjoying how it made Victoria moan and writhe beneath her. Anastasia moved back and forth between the soft mounds of Victoria’s breasts, squeezing, licking, biting, and sucking until the redhead whimpered and pled. Anastasia was amazed at herself, at how much she was enjoying the feel of the other woman’s tits in her mouth, the firm feel of Victoria’s hard nipples on her tongue, the slight wrinkle of the areola, the warm satin of Victoria’s skin against her lips, the heft of each heavy breast in her palm. It was sensual and heady and different. She found herself growing aroused again just from touching the other woman.

  Anastasia ventured lower, trailing her mouth across the soft, smooth skin of Victoria’s slightly convex belly. She nibbled one lush hip and dipped her tongue into the well of the redhead’s navel. Victoria’s hips bucked in response. Her fingers tightened momentarily in Anastasia’s hair.

  “Kat,” she said, softly, drawing Anastasia’s gaze up to hers. “You don’t have to, if you don’t want to.”

  Anastasia grinned. “Reciprocity is important in a relationship.” She winked and slithered further downward, spreading Victoria’s thighs wide. Victoria laughed, bending her knees and stroking Anastasia’s hair.

  “A quick learner. That’s my girl.”

  She watched as Anastasia lowered her gaze to the moist cleft in front of her. Anastasia studied Victoria’s sex, the thatch of dark red curls above the soft pink lips, glistening with fluid. Victoria’s pussy lips gaped slightly, revealing the darker pink of her inner folds. Anastasia brushed her mouth first against the impossibly silken skin Victoria’s inner thigh. She ran the tip of her tongue along the crease where Victoria’s leg met her groin, tasting salt and soap.

  Anastasia brushed her nose lightly through the soft patch of red hair, inhaling the sweet, musky aroma of Victoria’s pussy. Anastasia stuck out her tongue, tentatively running it along the length of the redhead’s wet slit. Victoria’s juices were tangy but sweet and faintly earthy. Anastasia drew back, swallowing, rubbing her tongue against the roof of her mouth. She was surprised to find she enjoyed the flavor of the Victoria’s pussy.

  “You taste good!”

  Victoria chuckled. “Don’t sound so surprised.”

  “I am,” Anastasia replied, grinning. “I thought I wouldn’t like it.”

  “Well,” Victoria said, touching her fingertips to Anastasia’s moist lips. “I’m glad. Now, maybe you can use that tongue of yours for something besides talking.”

  Anastasia giggled. Victoria pressed gently against the back of Anastasia’s head. “Lick me, baby. Please. I need to come.” Her voice was soft, pleading. Anastasia slid her left hand beneath Victoria to cup her buttocks and tilt her hips upward. She opened Victoria’s pussy with her right hand and extended her tongue, plunging it into the redhead’s gooey folds.

  Victoria gasped, clutching at Anastasia’s hair as the younger girl speared her long tongue into her twitching channel. Anastasia licked at the wet satin of Victoria’s inner walls, slurping at her pussy like a ripe peach. She buried her face in the redhead’s quim, rubbing it back and forth, coating her chee
ks in Victoria’s copious tangy juices.

  “Suck my clit, baby. Use your fingers. Stick them in me,” Victoria instructed breathlessly. Anastasia obeyed, sucking the swollen bud hard and slipping three fingers into Victoria’s hot, silken sheath. The redhead rocked her hips, impaling herself on Anastasia’s thrusting fingers.

  Remembering the sight of Victoria bent over the sinks in the Exchange bathroom, Anastasia slid two fingers of her left hand over to probe the crinkled pucker of her asshole. Victoria’s answering groan urged her onward. She pressed past the tight ring of muscle into the hot confines of the redhead’s ass. Victoria cried out in her pleasure.

  “Yes! God, baby, yes! Fuck me with your fingers!”

  Anastasia began pumping her fingers in time with each other, sliding in and out of Victoria’s front and rear passages with rhythmic quickness. She kept her tongue circling the throbbing bud of the redhead’s clit, sucking it like a cock, bobbing her head in tiny increments.

  Victoria’s hands were tight in her hair as she humped Anastasia’s tongue. “Harder, baby! Suck me harder! I’m almost there!” Anastasia shoved her fingers into Victoria’s clutching channels faster and sucked her pussy harder, pressing her mouth against the soft, slick flesh.

  Her teeth grazed Victoria’s stiff nub and the redhead went wild, bucking and screaming. Anastasia felt the gush of fluid around her thrusting fingers as Victoria’s pussy and ass clamped tight around her invading digits with rhythmic pulses. She eased off slowly, pulling her fingers out and then sliding them back in at a leisurely pace. Victoria cooed and twitched. Anastasia lapped softly at her clit.

  When Victoria had subsided to only slight shivers, she drew Anastasia back up beside her. The older woman caressed her hair and smiled, kissing her sticky lips sweetly. “Such a quick study, Kat. That was amazing.”

  Anastasia flushed at the praise, snuggling close to Victoria’s soft, warm body. Victoria tugged the sheet up around them, twining their legs together. “Now, sleep.” She pressed another deep, wet kiss to Anastasia’s lips. “Tomorrow, we deal with Serge.”

  Victoria’s grin was broad and mischievous. Anastasia didn’t know what she had in mind, but she knew it would be informative. “I look forward to my next lesson,” she murmured through a yawn.

  The redhead drew Anastasia against her curvy body, eyes slipping closed. “Stick with me kid and one day soon it’ll be Nabokov, Edgeworth, Epstein, and Kendrick.”

  Anastasia drifted into sleep with a smile on her face. She was beginning to like her summer job.

  Anastasia: No Strings Attached (Vol. 2)

  Anastasia had been working as an intern for Edgeworth, Epstein, and Kendrick Investments for the last month. It was often hard, boring and thankless work. She got dressed down at least once a week by someone in the firm who was unhappy with something she’d done. The rest of the interns, who were all male, treated her with various levels of contempt. She was treated to constant comments about her looks, from the mid-brown of her hair and her pale grey eyes, to the curve of her lips or the tightness of her firm ass. And it didn’t pay much either.

  But there were upsides. Her goal was to parlay the barely more than part-time hours into a permanent position with the firm. E, E and K was one of the top investment banks in the country and she already had one foot in the door. Her boss, the almost always grouchy Frank Burnett, was nice to her. Thanks to Victoria.

  Victoria was the biggest upside. The voluptuous executive assistant with the flaming red hair and sparkling blue eyes had taken Anastasia under her wing from her very first day on the job. And Victoria was a great person to know. She’d worked at the firm for 8 years, since she’d been Anastasia’s age. Now, at the ripe old age of 29, Victoria knew almost everything and everyone of importance that there was to know.

  Anastasia had been flabbergasted and taken off guard when the sensual woman had come on to her. She’d never even looked at another woman in that way, but the redhead’s blatant sexuality - she loved men’s and women’s bodies equally and unapologetically - was beguiling. Anastasia had given in to Victoria’s advances, partly out of curiosity and partly because she didn’t want to ruin the relationship with someone so important within the company.

  She was so glad she had. Not only had Victoria’s touch proved volcanically orgasmic, her knowledge had been eminently helpful as well. In the month since they’d met and Victoria had moved her into her apartment, they’d spent many nights between each others thighs and many days moving Anastasia steadily toward her career goal.

  “Hey, Ana. We’re heading to The Exchange for lunch. You coming with?” Brady was one of the other interns. He had a beak of a nose and close cropped blond hair, but he was nice enough. Anastasia flashed him a quick grin and looked up from beneath her lashes as she stowed her things in her desk.

  “Anything for you, Brady.” She winked. Brady’s grin was so wide she worried the top of his head might unhinge. This change, too, had been wrought by the delicate hand of the luscious Victoria. When she’d first started at E, E, and K, the other interns had been horrible and mean. None more-so than Serge, the most senior intern.

  Now, most of them treated her with indifference at the worst. And some of them, like Brady, were even nice to her. Serge was still the most unpleasant, but even he had toned it down considerably. It had been easy really. Victoria had slowly coached her in how to flirt and cajole, how to use her ‘feminine wiles’, as the other woman put it.

  “Sweet Ana,” Victoria said, one night as they sprawled on the couch watching House re-runs. “You have to use whatever you’ve got. Men do it. Charm, strength of character, a way with words. Whatever your strengths are, you use them to get what you want. That’s all your doing. Your sexy little body and clever tongue are just assets you’re putting to good use.”

  And she had. Not just on the other interns either, but the associate partners, junior partners, and assistants. Anyone she came in contact with, male or female. Under Victoria’s tutelage she was climbing the long ladder of corporate success. She already had several commendations from higher-ups in her file. Victoria had seen them. The other woman occasionally sucked and fucked Anastasia’s perpetually aggravated boss, and had managed to get a look at Anastasia’s employee file one afternoon during a quickie blowjob in Frank’s office.

  Unlike Victoria, Anastasia had yet to take her flirting and innuendo to a physical level. Victoria loved sex, the more the better, and had things going with people at various levels of management (and even low level staff) within the building. Including Anastasia. Not to mention the people from outside work she was involved with.

  The brunette locked up her office and slid her arm through Brady’s, pressing her breasts briefly against his side and then pulling back. “So, who all is coming to lunch? Is Trevor still manning phones on 15?”

  Brady swallowed hard, looking down at the V of cleavage revealed by her blouse. It was only the tinniest bit over the line from modest, unbuttoned just a little farther than normal. She removed and re-sown the buttons. Another trick she’d learned from Victoria. She might not be ready to take the final step to the physical just yet, but Anastasia had found that she enjoyed having her body admired.

  “Uh, yeah, he is,” Brady mumbled. “Sterling and Nikolai are serving a lunch meeting with Cohagen. It’ll be you, me, Serge, Victor, Clark, August, and Sean.”

  “Cohagen, huh? That’s pretty big. Lucky Sterling and Nikolai.” The more senior interns got the choicer picks of jobs. Serving a lunch meeting for Alex Cohagen, one of the junior partners, was a big deal. The more exposure to the higher-ups, the more likely you were to get offered a permanent position.

  Brady punched the button on the elevator and tried to hide his disappointment as she dropped his arm. “Yeah. Nikolai did his victory dance. You should have seen it.” Brady chuckled.

  Anastasia fluttered her lashes, leaning in close as they stepped into the empty elevator car together. “Why don’t you show me?”

  “I..
. uh...” He gulped. “Okay.” He did a quick, awkward shuck-and-jive that Anastasia doubted bore much resemblance to the moves the incredibly talented Nikolai had done. But she laughed anyway, pressing her hand against the hard wall of Brady’s chest. His Adam’s apple bobbed quickly at the touch.

  “Oh, thank you for that! You just made my morning!”

  ***

  The Exchange was packed when they arrived. Most of the office staff from the surrounding buildings lunched there. Anastasia spotted the other interns among a group of E, E, and K employees. Victoria wasn’t there, she noticed. Though she supposed the kinky redhead could be in the ladies’ room with Frank. Or someone else.

  Well, if she was, she was. Victoria would tell her about it later. She shivered at the thought, nipples tightening into hard buds. Hearing Victoria’s dirty recitations of the things she’d gotten up to throughout the day often got Anastasia so hot she ended up in bed with the curvaceous older woman, licking and sucking and fingering each other to multiple orgasms.