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So this is Passover

Added 2023-04-09 09:31:05 +0000 UTC

Tags: Domestic Supercorp. Kara learns an important lesson about keeping secrets from her wife. A very filthy lesson.

Have a wonderful day whether you celebrate Passover, Easter, or just the weekend!

Over the years, Lena avoided participating in any sort of party-planning or hosting. She managed to organize a few parties in college, but those were easy to handle. Buying a bunch of alcohol and snacks was not going to cut it for a family event. In overseeing a lot of other responsibilities with work, Kara asked her to take charge of the Passover celebrations. To add to the stress, Lena’s family would be coming into town for the holiday and scheduling their spring party for the weekend after Easter.

Lena’s marriage signaled a sort of passing-of-the-torch, and that put her in the strange position of navigating all of the details that her mother had always juggled. She ordered a lot of the food for the week, but she still had to follow all of Kara’s family recipes. That included preparing the matzo ball soup, fish dumplings, the charoset, the large variety of vegetables, and the brisket. Each part of the seder required special attention, and Lena came to realize that she had very few domestic skills.

The day before everyone’s arrival, Lena was in the kitchen from morning until night and she ended up wearing every dish she cooked. She had food in her hair, soup down her apron, and a general harried look about her.

“When you marry someone, you take on their traditions,” Lena muttered to herself as a mantra as she mixed some herbs into apples and cinnamon. “This needs to be the best Passover of Kara’s life or she’s not going to think she picked the right wife to carry on all of her cultural customs.”

She laughed a bit maniacally to herself as she worked and continued to talk through her anxieties out loud.

“I’m a scientist. I can do a chemistry experiment. How is that any different from cooking?”

The trouble was that the instructions were missing certain details.

Kara’s old family cookbooks didn’t specify things like temperature or how long she needed to cook each dish. Lena ruined most of the dinner, burnt the vegetables, and over-salted the soups. She still had a lot to do, including deal with decorations for Easter that would meet her mother’s standards.

She hunched over Kara’s family cookbook and muttered to herself as she mindlessly stirred the soup.

In the middle of it, Kara walked in looking handsome as ever in a full suit and tie.

Lena, in comparison, must have resembled a witch, because she caught the wide-eyed way her mate took in her disheveled appearance.

“Darling, you’re home,” Lena sang and tried to tame the wild frizz of her hair from being stuck in the heat of the kitchen all day. She forced a smile onto her lips and wiped her hands down her apron in the hopes that Kara wouldn’t notice the carnage she had caused across the countertops.

“And you’re still in the kitchen,” Kara uttered in concern and breathed in the sharp tang of Lena’s anxiety. “I didn’t expect you to try and cook the whole meal, Lena. Maybe just one dish if you felt like it, but I thought we would just get it catered and call it good.”

Lena accentuated her natural pout and tried to temper the vulnerability she felt upon airing her own reasons for messing up their kitchen. “I wanted to impress you and show your family that you made the right choice in choosing me as your mate. Now I’m not even sure that you did. I ruined soup, Kara. Soup.”

Kara held back her laughter and slipped off her jacket to roll up her shirt sleeves. “It’s adorable that you think I’d care about your cooking skills when your mind is one of the brightest I’ve ever worked with in the business. I didn’t marry you so you would be my housewife, you know.”

“That’s right,” Lena conceded and watched her mate try to hide her grimace upon tasting the soup. “You married me because I put out for you all the time.”

“That’s not the only reason. I fell in love with your mind and your libido.” Kara
grinned and beckoned Lena closer while she peeled a potato. “If a soup is too salty, you’ve got three options to fix it. Start over, dilute it, or throw in some potatoes to try and absorb the excess salt. So now that we’ve got that covered, how else can I assist you?”

Lena caught her lip between her teeth and wondered how she had gotten so lucky in finding a mate that was every bit as caring as she was attractive. She wound Kara’s tie around her fingers and tugged the alpha down for the kind of kiss better suited to a bedroom. “I have a few ideas if you’re not too exhausted from all of your meetings.”

Kara arched her eyebrows in excitement and lifted her at the waist to carry her into the living room.

Lena settled on the couch and unknotted the tie that matched Kara’s crisp shirt. She peeled that off next, along with her belt.

“Tell me what’s on your mind,” Kara begged and pulled at the apron strings that trapped Lena in her clothes. “I always have an infinite amount of energy to indulge your creative ideas.”

They both stripped off her apron and Kara removed her top and bra, going right for her tits with all of the eagerness of someone who felt deprived all day. Her nipples perked from the faintest caress of Kara’s hands, and Lena moaned at the gentlest pinching around them.

“It’s spring time, and I thought we could get a head-start on the Easter celebrations by going at it like rabbits.” Lena could say the crudest things with a straight face, but she held back her actual ideas.

By some miracle, Kara had yet to knock her up – and for some reason that was bothering her lately. She still didn’t feel ready for the responsibility of raising pups, but it did worry her to think there could be an issue. Morbid curiosity was a strange thing to pair with her very active libido. Part of her wondered what would
happen if she encouraged Kara to knot her several times in a row.

“What if I was pregnant with your pup by summer?” Lena dangled her little offer with a smile. “What if you slip into my cunt as often as possible this weekend to make that happen?”

The enamored excitement she had hoped to elicit failed to form with the startled expression that froze on Kara’s face.

Granted, not all alphas wanted to raise children while they were young, but every single one of them shared a brain cell when it came to the prospect of knocking up their mates.

Lena squinted at the wide-eyed way her mate peered back at her.

“Are you sure about that?” Kara’s voice cracked more than someone in the presenting-stage, and her gaze darted away from Lena’s as she laughed. “Didn’t you say you weren’t ready to start a family yet?”

Lena was filled with regret that she had slipped Kara’s tie off because she suspected she might want to choke her with it. “I’m not, but you’ve been rawing me for the better part of a year through all of my heats, and miraculously I haven’t gotten pregnant. I’m starting to think I have a problem.”

Cold sweat beaded near Kara’s hairline and she dropped her head with a guilty sounding laugh. “No. That can’t be. I’m sure you’re perfectly fertile.”

“Kara, if you got some sort of snip without telling me, I’ll castrate you in the kitchen when the dinner rolls are done,” Lena threatened with a stern jut of her chin.

She grabbed hold of her mate’s cock just to up the ante.

It didn’t take long for Kara to crack under the pressure. “So I might have tinkered in my lab. I came up with a special sort of birth control that’s administered to alphas. I might be doing the human trials on myself.”

Lena gaped at her mate and released her hold on Kara to catch her by the chin. “Why didn’t you say something?”

For all of Kara’s normal confidence, she looked sheepish as she met Lena’s eye and confessed, “Because half of the thrill for you was in the risk, and I didn’t want to suggest that you go on something when I could handle it myself to keep you safe.”

“You chivalrous idiot,” Lena sighed and unzipped Kara’s pants to jerk her shaft with quick, firm strokes. “That’s a lot of effort just so you can continue to come inside me. Do you have any idea how paranoid I was getting?”

“And you thought trying to get pregnant was better than talking to me about it?” Kara raised her eyebrows in amusement and groaned as Lena rubbed her thumb into the sensitive spout of her glans.

“I can revoke your condom-free privileges any time I want, you know.” Lena deadpanned and smirked at the sudden worry on her mate’s face.

“But you would never do that,” Kara laughed in panic and shook her head at the hilarity of the threat.

Lena happened to have a box of condoms nearby that she bought months ago and tucked into the coffee table where they stored all of their games. She forgot about them until Kara’s flushed cheeks sparked her inspiration.

Playing with denial could be a powerful way to get someone off. She continued to stroke Kara to complete stiffness while she retrieved a selection of condoms that she lined up in a row.

Cherry-flavored, lubricated, and ribbed.

She picked up the cherry-flavored condom first and smirked as she rolled it over the broad tip of Kara’s cock.

“I’ve been in the kitchen all day, and doing this was all that was on my mind.” Lena ran her tongue over the latex, teasing it around the brim as she pushed the condom down. “I was thinking of sucking you. It’s probably why I burnt most of your family recipes. You’re the only thing I wanted in my mouth, Kara.”

She knew just what her talk would do to her mate and counted on the restless buck of Kara’s hips. Her wet, dirty mouth was soon full, and she slurped over the shaft with the plan to press her lips along the knot-base.

“I can’t tell if you really mean that or if you’re just trying to drive me crazy,” Kara whispered, breathless already from the warm pulls of Lena’s mouth.

It wasn’t the same as feeling the silky smoothness of her inner cheeks or the slippery caress of her tongue with the latex in the way. Lena knew it would take extra work to get her mate off, but it was worth it to build Kara’s frustration. She grinned up at her wife whenever she loosened her lips and licked at her tip, then slapped Kara’s hand from her hair when her mate tried to guide her down.

“You might run a business, but I’m the boss in this house, so you’ll take what I give you and if you can’t handle that, I’ll stop entirely.”

The added threat dropped Kara’s hands to her sides, and she tensed all over from the sudden onslaught of Lena’s voracious sucking.

“God, you’ve got a mean streak,” Kara groaned, only mildly upset by the game they were playing. The scent of her alpha was less dominant as she tried to subtly convince Lena to remove the latex.

“You love it. Almost as much as you love being in my throat.” Lena’s smirk stretched wide as she bobbed her head to lavish Kara’s knot base with the swipe of her tongue.

It had taken months of practice to properly deep-throat her mate, and it must have been torture to experience it with muted sensation.

“Okay you’ve made your point and I’ve learned my lesson. I promise I won’t make any big decisions without you again.” Kara’s fingers twitched against her thighs and she pumped her hips with quiet huffs of determination.

“Good,” Lena lilted and pulled back to press a kiss to the shimmery latex tip of Kara’s cock. “But the only way the condom is coming off is when you fill it.”

Kara’s tip twitched from the challenge, and Lena smiled as she followed the vivid blue-red path along the veins on her shaft.

The latex was hot in her mouth, and the cherry flavor coated her tongue in gulping around Kara’s length. She pumped her lips with rapid action and rubbed at the remaining inches with her hand.

“Doesn’t this feel good after a long day at work?” Lena moaned in indulgence as she kissed the rouge head. “I can’t imagine the stress you’re under. I’m sure you really want to fuck me. Are you thinking about my pussy while you’re in my mouth?”

Kara quivered in restraint and stared straight ahead like it was too much to look down at Lena mid-act. “I’m thinking about it, yeah. And I’m wondering why you took out two other condoms.”

Lena chuckled, the dark and sweet sound rising from her lips before she pushed them back over Kara’s pent-up cock. “You’ll find out soon. For now, I suggest you
just concentrate on the sensation of my lips.”

She had to put in twice the effort to suck harder with the hindrance of the latex, but her dedication paid off. Kara groaned in surrender and gave in to thrusting, which reset Lena’s whole cycle of teasing. She slowed down until she could feel the frustration in the pulsations of Kara’s shaft.

Kara’s orgasm was just out of reach, and Lena brought her to completion with wicked tactics.

“Think about all of the seed inside of you right now, Kara. You want to pump it straight into my mouth, and I know you want to come inside me. Nothing compares to the wet heat of my pussy.”

Kara grunted and groaned from her release, taking pleasure in it even as it also reduced her patience. She wanted to spin Lena face-forward onto the couch and this game wasn’t going to lead to that until they made it through certain steps.

Lena stripped off the very full condom with a smirk. “I can tell how much you want me right now.”

“Too much, and this isn’t fair,” Kara complained, running her hand down her slick cock and guiding it closer to Lena’s lips out of hope.

“Hold on there, we aren’t done,” Lena dictated and tore the wrapper off the lubricated condom. She slid it into place with the ring of latex near Kara’s knot base.

“Finally, I get to be inside you,” Kara sighed and put a hand out to help Lena up.

“Not yet,” Lena informed her and started to stroke Kara’s shaft in methodical, long pulls. “First, I’m going to make you come again. Very hard.”

“That might be tricky with the latex. I can’t really feel you the same.” Kara tried to persuade Lena with an expectant and hopeful smile that fell off her lips after Lena scoffed.

One ruined orgasm would have been enough, but two would serve as a better deterrent for Kara, and Lena knew exactly how to make it memorable.

She stood up to slide her jeans down her thighs and kicked them off with a smirk that she directed to Kara’s cock. The erect length bounced slightly as it stiffened, and Lena flicked her fingers as she commanded, “Stretch out on the couch, Kara. You’ll want to be comfortable while I teach you a lesson.”

Kara’s wary expression was filled with confusion, yet she complied silently to avoid more punishment. She draped her feet off the arm of the couch as she reclined fully and rested her head on the cushion.

“I’ve taken actual classes less stressful than this. At least I knew what to expect
when I attended a lecture.”

“I’ll give you one right now if you don’t behave yourself and do what I tell you.” Lena’s witty comment was as sharp as the smile she flashed, and she carefully straddled Kara with her back to her mate. Her knees were on either side of Kara’s head.

If she had been so inclined, it would have been perfect for some reciprocal oral pleasure, but Lena had no intention of letting Kara touch her just yet.

“What do you want me to do?” Kara asked in distraction and restlessly shifted to breathe in Lena’s fragrant arousal.

It obviously turned her on, because her knot base looked a little inflamed and the tip of the latex looked filled with beads of excitement.

“Right now?” Lena asked with feigned innocence and leaned forward to flaunt the soaked gusset of her panties. She pushed the fabric aside to give Kara a glimpse of her pink slit and clenched on purpose. “Absolutely nothing. You’re going to lie still while you think about how incredibly snug and warm my pussy is.”

It would add to her mate’s frustration if Kara’s view was hindered by the wet cotton, and Lena grinned at the agonized groan that soon followed. She clasped Kara’s cock to begin jerking her off.

The extra lube on the latex made for an easy glide, and Lena’s wrist action lifted Kara’s hips on every downward stroke.

“I can practically hear you thinking about licking my pussy,” Lena rasped and lowered herself a few inches so her pussy spread a little for Kara’s hungry gaze. “I know how you love to taste me, but if your breath so much as grazes my clit, this will be the last time you see my hot little cunt before Easter.”

The wickedness of Lena’s actions had Kara panting and her cock strained indignantly with every fluid tug of Lena’s skilled hand. “But we’ve never gone that long.”

Lena’s laughter cut Kara off and she wondered at what point she started to get off on calling all the shots.

It exhilarated her to have such a powerful alpha beneath her, helpless and hard and so desperate to fuck her. Especially because they were mates.

“Spoken like an alpha that’s forgotten I have plenty of toys upstairs I can fill my tight cunt with if I feel the urge. Maybe you need several days in latex to appreciate what you’re missing.”

Lena let the idle threat play in Kara’s mind as she eased up on her grip and teased her fingers around the latex ring at Kara’s base.

“That’s not fair,” Kara gasped, though it was hard to tell whether it was from the injustice of being sheathed or Lena’s sensual stimulation of her knot.

“It’s not?” Lena questioned with a deliberate inflection and tightened both hands around the base of Kara’s shaft. She stilled her movements completely and grinned down at the pitiful throbs of Kara’s member begging to be handled. “It doesn’t even seem like you want to fuck me right now. Your hands aren’t on my
hips and you’re not thrusting at all.”

That taunt changed everything, and Kara clasped her by the waist and began to drive her length through Lena’s laced fingers. She grunted from the exertion, her hot breath puffing so close to Lena’s pussy that every sharp exhale tingled through her clit.

“There’s my alpha,” Lena moaned, turned on by Kara’s strength and stamina.

It was a mind game to make Kara fuck her hands while internally clenching for her viewing pleasure. She understood how to keep her mate rock hard and used her pheromones to beg for the pounding she wasn’t even receiving.

“Rut my pretty hole open. Make me gape with your big, thick cock.”

“Fuck, Lena–” There wasn’t an alpha alive that could withstand that kind of plea, and Lena took immense enjoyment in lifting her hands off of Kara to watch her mate buck into air. Without her firm touch, and with Kara so close, her mate’s frustration was tangible.

“Is the thought of my cunt enough to make you come, Kara? Is seeing it so slick and ready all you need?”

Lena squeezed at her tits and let her wanton scent drive Kara’s hips up. She could feel the desperation in Kara’s fingers as they dug into her hips, and then finally thick, creamy spurts erupted into the condom.

Lena took great satisfaction in standing up to pull the used latex off of Kara’s cock, and promptly tore open the last foil packet to immediately cover her shaft again.

“You didn’t think we were done, did you?” Lena smirked at the disgruntled huff Kara gave and shimmied out of her panties. “It wouldn’t be fair if you’re the only one getting to come.”

“If you’d have just let me go down on you that wouldn’t be a problem, now would it?” Kara sassed her right back and sat up so Lena couldn’t pin her down with the seduction of her body. She stared covetously at the wet little crest of Lena’s cunt and pouted when her wife saw fit to sit in her lap.

“Someone’s getting as salty as the soup. Actions have consequences, Kara, and these are yours.” Lena trapped Kara’s cock between the divide of her pussy lips and rested her forearms on her mate’s broad shoulders. She played with the short wisps of blonde hair at the nape of Kara’s neck and began a slow rotation of her hips that shortened her breath in no time.

“I think I’ve more than paid for my mistakes. Take it off.” Kara was dangerously close to begging and she angled herself to try and press into Lena’s quivering entrance.

“Nope.” Lena uttered, popping her lips obnoxiously with a bratty attitude to rile her alpha.

She ground her pelvis into Kara to massage along her rigid pole with the slippery
heat of her slit and moaned from the friction. Every undulation slid the wide brim of Kara’s tip over her clit, and she rocked forward to tease them both.

“Maybe I’ll make you wear condoms until your birth control wears off.” Lena quirked a dark brow and lifted herself up just enough to let Kara’s plump glans penetrate an inch inside of her cunt. She held Kara there, nestled in the warm constriction of her walls, and contracted intentionally without letting her thrust.

“How would you feel if you didn't get to come inside me every day?” Lena whispered her question against Kara’s lips and breathed in the pained groan like she had suddenly become a succubus.

She bounced subtly, taking more and more of Kara’s thickened shaft just to throw out another hypothetical scenario to torment her mate. “What if the next time you felt the warm, wet clutch of my cunt was when I told you I wanted to get pregnant? That could be years from now. You’d forget how exquisite my slick walls would feel wrapped around your cock.”

“I’d never let it happen,” Kara grunted and bucked roughly to slot herself base deep.

Latex wouldn’t be enough to contain Kara if she slammed into Lena hard enough, and she seemed intent to prove it as she anchored Lena by the waist. She tugged her down on every upward thrust too and showed no signs of fatigue as she sucked and kissed her nipples.

“Fuck me harder, show me where your seed belongs.” Lena whimpered, scoring her nails over Kara’s shoulders until she pressed crescent shapes into her alpha’s skin.

The onslaught of pleasure forced Lena’s eyes shut and she threw her head back as Kara manually moved her hips to make her take the pounding.

The eroticism of being on top without holding any power played into the needs of Lena’s submissive omega. She had pushed Kara to the very edge of her limits because she craved the animalistic greed of her alpha.

She wasn’t a possession, but her body, mind and soul belonged to Kara, and she got off on being reminded of that.

It was hard to tell which of them climaxed first. The frantic slam of Kara’s thighs struck Lena at a punishing pace and rendered her pussy a spanked and radiant red. She whined from the constant impact, her clit throbbing and responsive to
Kara’s thumb, which passed over it repeatedly as her cock jolted.

Kara’s knot ruined the latex as it popped, but Lena suspected the flimsy barrier had broken long before the molten jets of seed blasted against her cervix. She bore down on Kara’s cock with blissful little cries and rocked into her wife as their mouths came together in a sloppy and uncoordinated kiss.

They burned another batch of rolls while Kara continued to expel seed into Lena’s thoroughly rutted cunt, and neither of them gave a damn.

When they finally separated, they spent the rest of the night cooking together, with Kara adjusting the seasonings while Lena kneaded dough. It was nothing short of a miracle that they managed to plate all the dishes the next day for the Passover celebration.

Lena’s anxieties about being the perfect host were greatly diminished with Kara’s hand on her thigh beneath the table. Eliza and Jeremiah had shown up early to lend a hand, and were surprised by the delicious spread of food already waiting

Lillian and Lionel arrived shortly after with a modest crate of wine that Alex insisted on helping them with before Kara could squirrel it away.

Her parents sat opposite them at the dining table, and even their smitten glances at one another wasn’t enough to raise Lena’s blood pressure.

“Thank you for having us, Kara. We’re quite excited to share the holiday with you and the food looks absolutely delicious. You’ve really outdone yourself.” Lillian’s praise was directed entirely towards Kara.

Lena’s offense began with the jut of her chin, and she likely would have ripped into her mother and her assumptions if not for the smooth way Kara handled the compliments.

“Actually, Lena prepared all of our traditional meals herself,” Kara stated, omitting the fact that she had helped her in the end and salvaged the soup they were all happily slurping. “I had back-to-back meetings yesterday and thought I’d have to hire a caterer at the last minute, but when I came home your daughter took great pride in showing me how she was in control of everything.”

Kara’s grin was soft and secretive, and she shared a meaningful glance with Lena.

Lillian and Eliza both looked a little stunned, but the warmth in her mother’s smile was full of pride. “You must be exhausted after all of that hard work. It certainly paid off.”

“It sure did,” Lena lilted and coquettishly fluttered her lashes as she gave Kara’s cock a light pat out of sight.