Franziska's Memoirs
Regina Berry
Chapter Warnings:
F/F, Bi, Oral, BDSM, Dom
She jumped on the next case that Phoenix Wright was heading; a famous circus performer accused of killing his ringleader. This time would surely be it. This time she would crush that fool Wright into a fine powder.
The case turned out to have a few holes in it. It had snowed the night of the murder, and the suspect left no footprints at the scene of the crime: the courtyard outside the performers' housing space. For that matter, nothing resembling a murder weapon had been found anywhere. This murder seemed like an impossible feat, but she was determined to find out every last minute detail of this case if it meant showing up that foolish lawyer. On the scene, she locked eyes with the lead detective - who else but Scruffy - and shot him a filthy smile. He turned red and looked away.
What he didn't know was that she had been running background checks on him. She'd discovered this particular bumbling detective had played a hand in assisting Wright in a number of cases in the past, and Franziska von Karma does not stand for insubordination. So, without his knowing, she had slipped a tracking device on him. Wherever he went, she would know where he was. She was in complete control.
During her investigation she paid a visit to the suspect in detention, one Max Galactica. He was foolishly gaudy and flamboyant, but even beneath the pounds of make-up, Franziska knew a handsome man when she saw one. She made a move on him, but the foolish fool rebuffed her advances, insisting on saving himself for some foolish wench named Regina. Even as she cursed him for rejecting a goddess like herself, she had to admire his dedication. She knew what she must do, though: find this Regina and break her.
Regina Berry, as it turned out, was the teenage daughter of the ringleader and had her own act at the circus as an animal tamer. Franziska was not easy to impress, but even her interest was piqued; Regina had gorgeous blond curls, a deliciously slender figure and child-bearing hips. Franziska was so entranced by the girl that she nearly missed a roaring tiger headed straight for her. Without thinking, she cracked him square in the neck with her whip. The tiger was stunned for a moment, then took off, whimpering. Regina, her jaw slack, stepped toward Franziska and expressed her amazement that she had so competently tamed one of her animals. They exchanged pleasantries, Franziska noticing a twinkle in Ms. Berry's eye that spoke of awe and respect. This would be even easier than she thought.
Not ten minutes later, Regina was without her leotard and sprawled out on a table in the break room, pressing her tongue against Franziska's labia. A stern whip guided the young thing all the way along, cracking her subtly when she took a misstep. Even though she didn't quite seem to know what she was doing, she was eager to learn and quick to follow instruction, and soon Franziska found herself exhaling heavily under such enthusiastic treatment. Regina looked up at her pleadingly, as if asking for permission for something. Franziska cocked her head to one side, nodding hesitantly.
She raised an eyebrow as she watched the girl tuck her elbows under her torso, supporting herself. To her great surprise, Regina curled her spine into a backwards "C", so that even as she continued lapping at Franziska's folds, her own bare vulva was now inches from Franziska's face.
Her eyes went wide. She glanced down to meet Regina's gaze, then shook her head in amazement and propped Regina's legs up on her shoulders. It was a gorgeous vagina; completely hairless, obviously virginal, and so pink that it seemed to be glowing. Its lips were so wet and distended that it literally dripped with lubrication, reminding Franziska of a swimming pool just yearning for somebody to dive into it. She threw her tongue into its embrace, taking hold of Regina's thighs and clawing at them with her fingernails. They explored each other hungrily, thrusting and grunting, moaning and slurping. Franziska rest her neck against her shoulder, wrapping her thighs more tightly around the head of soft, golden curls. The circus girl's foolish flexibility really got her firing on all cylinders, and she just couldn't fight back sweet relief any longer; to her embarrassment, she climaxed well ahead of her young partner.
Not to be deterred, the proud von Karma forced Ms. Berry to the floor, pulling her creamy white thighs apart and slipping one of her legs beneath the girl. She took a tight hold of Regina's thigh and pulled her tight against her body, pressing their lower sets of lips together. With some instruction, they managed to get a good pace going, alternating pelvic thrusts against each other. When adorable little squeaks began filling the break room, Franziska decided to kick things up a notch; she arched her back forward a bit, pushing their pink clitorises into each other. Regina let out pained squeals as they slid across each other, squeals which Franziska drank up like nectar.
Their well-lubricated labia kissed each other for nearly ten minutes, but it felt like only seconds had passed by the time Regina launched into shuddering spasms and came hard against Franziska's soaked slit. By then, she was well on her way to her own release, giving her right breast repeated hard squeezes with her fingernails. She increased her pace and pulled the young blonde in for a tight hug, forcing their lips and their breasts together. Her tongue buzzed as she moaned into Regina's mouth, feeling a warm wave of relief spread through her.
In truth, Franziska could have gone on for hours; Regina Berry was stunningly beautiful, wonderfully flexible, and seemed genuinely entranced by her. But she had an investigation to get back to, so she only stuck around for two or three more orgasms.