Maggie slowly awoke as sunlight streamed through the adjacent window. A groan escaped her lips as her legs tensed and stretched, arching her back and arms as well. She turned her head to the left to find the sleeping beauty that was Colleen. A smile spread over her lips. So it really had happened. They had made love. Well, not really, but close enough.
She rolled onto her side, brushing her lips over Colleen's forehead. God, she was gorgeous. Maggie's fingers glided down her cheek and across those slightly parted lips.
"Wake up, baby." Her voice was overly husky, laced with sleep.
A little moan echoed in Colleen's chest as her eyelids fluttered apart.
"Morning, beautiful," Maggie's smile distorted her words.
"Mm..." Colleen's arms moved to pull Maggie close, wanting to feel the warmth that her naked skin would provide. "Morning."
Their lips touched, embracing tenderly at first. They withdrew for some air and a passion-intense gaze, then quickly closed the gap between mouths again. Colleen sighed into Maggie, snaking her tongue out to tease the other's. The heated kiss was disturbed when a knock reverberated outward from the door. It was 9:30am.
"Hey! You two up yet?"
Maggie broke the kiss and stared at the door, murmuring, "Shit...It's Tracy."
Colleen groaned, tugging the sheets up over them. "I don't care if she knows." She pouted slightly, not wanting the moment to end.
Maggie's voice carried out to Tracy, "Yeah!"
"Good," the third party grinned as she twisted the door knob, inviting herself in. She was halfway into another sentence when she saw Maggie and Colleen together in bed.
"You two slept together last night, too, huh? It was pretty cold," she giggled. "Jane ended up crawling in with me." Tracy shut the door and flopped down on Maggie's bed, wiggling her sock-covered toes.
Colleen closed her eyes again, nuzzling back into Maggie. The latter folded her arm around Colleen's waist beneath the covers, her other arm propping her head up. She looked over at Tracy who was gawking.
"What?"
Tracy sputtered for a moment, "Um. I get this feeling that I came at a bad time." Her voice trailed off as she glanced at the carpet.
Colleen spoke but her eyes remained shut, "Why?"
"Uh. Well, I just realized that, um, there are two sets of pajamas on the floor. As well as underwear. Um, so that would mean you two have gotten really messy or that you're naked under those sheets." Her voice wavered a bit as she uttered the last words.
"What do you think the reason is, Trace?" Maggie grinned at her, winking.
"I... Um. Did you two...you know.. um. Do it?"
Colleen cracked up, causing Tracy to turn several shades of crimson. Maggie giggled for a moment, squeezing her newfound lover's hip.
"Yeah."
Tracy glanced at Maggie, scratching the back of her neck. "God. I mean, I didn't realize you two were...well..."
"Gay?" Colleen was rather cranky due to the interruption.
"Um. Yeah. I mean, I don't have any problem with it." Then she grinned and looked at her hands, "Jane said she heard screaming...and moaning last night before I got home. She figured one of you was getting laid. Heh, I was put on duty to figure out who got lucky."
Maggie smiled, fingers lightly stroking Colleen's belly. "Well, you can tell her we both did. See how long it takes for her to figure it out, Trace."
Tracy giggled again, glancing at the two snuggled so closely. "You know, you two look really great together." She stood, moving towards the door. "I'll leave you guys to keep each other busy." A wink. "Oh, school's been canceled for the day, so enjoy it." She slipped out the door and pulled it shut with a click, wearing a broad smile.
Tracy padded down the hallway towards her dormroom, a patented shit-eating grin spread over her face. The door was open, and Jane was sitting cross-legged on her bed, penciling some calculus problems. Tracy stopped in the threshold, leaning against the doorjamb. Her eyes roved along Jane's features.
They were similar in appearance, both with blonde hair and a runner's body. Tracy, however, was the only natural blonde; the style a pageboy cut. Her eyes were light blue with traces of green around the pupil.
Jane, on the other hand, had bleached her hair until it was almost white. It was short and unruly, strands poking up in every direction. She went to raves, had her nose, her right nipple, and her navel pierced (not to mention the five earrings in each ear); Tracy's complete opposite. The two had been friends since the beginning of their freshman year of college, though, and continued living together.
"What're you staring at?" Jane's voice broke Tracy's intense study.
"Oh.. I was just admiring you from afar."
Jane snorted, "You're letting out the hot air. Shut the door, woman."
Tracy obliged and crossed over to Jane's bed with confident strides. She sat, glancing first at the math scribbled onto the page and then to Jane.
"You should kick back, Jane. We've got the whole day for that," she gestured at the school work. "Let's pop a movie in or something, huh?"
"Trace, you know this shit is hard...and how long it takes me to get it all done."
Tracy pouted a little and then gave Jane a sinister grin, deftly snatching the pencil away. "You can't do that and concentrate on the juicy details I have acquired, my dear roommate."
Jane's expression twisted into a sly smile, "Spill it." She shut her book and tossed it on the floor, leaning back into the mound of pillows at the head of her bed. "Who got laid, huh?"
"They both did," spoken matter-of-factly.
"Wow! Did they share the guy or something?"
Tracy laughed and scooted over to Jane's left side, her knees lightly touching her ribs. "Nope."
Jane's face wore no emotion, her eyes staring blankly at Tracy. "I'm way confused."
"Come with me, huh?" Tracy slipped off the bed and started for the door.
"Hey, wait.. Lemme put something a bit more decent on."
"Don't worry about that.. Just come with me."
They walked down the short hall together, stopping outside Maggie and Colleen's room. Tracy winked at Jane and pressed her ear to the door, listening. She snickered.
"What?" Jane whispered, giving Tracy a funny look. Tracy's gesture told her to listen in as well.
Soft moans and gasps barely permeated the wood of the door, but it was quiet enough outside the room for the two eavesdroppers to hear.
Maggie's voice was thick. "Oh.. god.. Colleen.." A shrill whine. "Nn, are you sure you haven't done this before?" More whimpering.
A muffled grunt was all that was given in reply.
Jane went slack-jawed, her eyes nearly popping out of her skull. The question in her mind was painted clear as day on her face. Tracy just nodded with a coy grin, biting her lower lip.
The punky one went to say something, but Tracy lifted a finger, silencing her. Slowly, she wrapped her hand around the door knob and rotated, pushing the door open until she could peek inside. Sure enough, there was Colleen with her face in Maggie's crotch.
Tracy motioned for Jane to take a look, stepping back.
"Mm.. yesss, Colleen.. Right there.." Maggie's back rose off the bed as her hips squirmed with no set rhythm. "God, baby.. It feels so good." Her breathing became more and more ragged with each passing second.
Colleen raised her head and smiled at Maggie, her lips and chin glistening with juice. She inched up, her hands moving to the backs of Maggie's knees. She guided her lover into position, replacing her mouth upon her sex with Maggie's legs now hooked over her shoulders.
Jane was aghast. Shocked. Floored. Tracy giggled silently, suddenly aware of Jane's closeness. Their arms barely touched, but it was enough to send a billion thoughts whirring through her mind. She felt her heart rate quicken and a surge of adrenaline wash over her brain.
Just then, Jane peered curiously at her roommate, the uneasy feeling of being watched upon her. Tracy stared intently at Jane, her eyes narrowed in an odd scrutiny. Her mouth was slightly parted, as if in astonishment.
"What?" Jane's voice was barely audible.
Tracy lifted her finger again, lightly touching it to Jane's supple lips. Something burned in her eyes. Lust.
Her hand reached up, gently gripping Tracy's wrist to draw the finger away. She found herself backing up into the wall with Tracy edging closer and closer. Tracy was taller by three or four inches, so she had a slight advantage.
Jane's hand still rested on Tracy's wrist as the latter ran fingertips along her jawline. She found herself holding her breath as Tracy's face lowered to her own, slowly closing the distance between them. She exhaled as lips pressed against her mouth, soft lips belonging to her roommate.
Tracy trembled as their lips touched. Her fingers moved back to the nape of Jane's neck, drawing her nearer while Jane tightened thin arms around her waist and back.
Before long, nothing but Jane and Tracy existed. Nothing but the sweetness of each other's lips, the unique taste of the other's mouth. After several minutes, Jane pulled back for air and gazed up at Tracy. "Let's go back to our room."
Once in the dorm room, their lips were locked in a sloppy embrace, the passion too intense for loving caresses. Tracy had Jane pushed against the wall, her palms smashed into her breasts. Jane's nipples seemed to pierce through the shirt and into Tracy's touch.
Jane worked her hands beneath Tracy's top, her fingers gliding over the smooth skin of her back. Pulling her closer, she left a trail of kisses down to Tracy's throat, nuzzling it with her lips.
Tracy sighed, rubbing her thumbs lightly over the protruding tips of Jane's breasts. Her voice came out soft and trembly, "I was wondering...mm...how long it would take for them to figure each other out."
An affirmative sound resonated from Jane's lips as she brushed and sucked along the sensitive flesh of her lover's neck, gradually moving up to her ear. Her tongue darted inside, tracing each ridge and valley of her outer ear, randomly nipping the lobe.
Tracy roughly handled Jane's breasts, pinching her nipples first through the shirt and then snaking beneath the fabric to tug on the single nipple ring. They were both breathing heavily and whimpering the delicious feelings they bestowed on one another. Gradually, between wet kisses, they disrobed each other, falling onto Tracy's unmade bed.
"Jane...Oh, Jane," Tracy cooed as her roommate's tongue swept down between her breasts to her navel, leaving a line of saliva. Jane poked at her belly button for a brief moment before scooting down lower, settling between Tracy's widespread legs.
"Jane...please. Hurry," Tracy moaned and pushed her hips up, trying to gain some pressure against her turgid clit. She clung to the sheets, panting noisily.
A light kiss was placed against her very center, Jane's lips running over her slickness. Tracy's scent had her whole being throbbing, her head clouded with the urgent need to taste her. She licked the slight residue from her lips and peered up at Tracy. Her head was tipped back and to the side, short gasps drawn in through her mouth.
Using her index finger, she gently parted those swollen lips, wedging her nose between them.
"Mmm...Baby, you smell so good," Jane cooed, her tongue poking shallowly into Tracy's humid entrance.
Tracy arched, pushing her mound against Jane's face. "Please, Jane. Don't tease me."
Jane laughed and dove in, tracing the length of Tracy's slit with the very tip of her tongue, barely touching. She circled the loose sheath of skin surrounding her purple-hued clit, careful not to actually make contact with it. Jane's fingers idly played in the dark blonde fur that sparsely covered Tracy's intimate flesh, tugging at random hairs.
Tracy squealed and sobbed, moaning out Jane's name, confusing her for God every so often. Her palms rubbed over Jane's scalp, kneading and pulling on her platinum strands. She breathed like she was in the midst of running a ten kilometer marathon, twisting her hips this way and that, curling her toes and clenching her fists.
"Please don't stop, Jane. Oh god, pleasepleaseplease don't stop.. don't... stop..." Tracy barely managed to squeak out those words as Jane sealed her lips around her pulsing clit. She sucked and sucked, rapidly flicking her tongue over the tip. Jane waited, listening to the fast tempo of Tracy's groaning and moving with the pace of her hips' thrusting. At the very moment when Tracy went over the edge, she bit down on her clit, eliciting an ear-shattering shriek from her girlfriend. Tracy's hips went wild, bucking and thrusting against Jane's mouth, banging against Jane's chin and her teeth. Her fingers clutched at the mattress and the sheets as Jane eased two fingers within her, gently caressing the ribbed upper walls.
"Oh god, oh GOD! Gggnnnmm! Jane, oh...oh JAAANE!!"
Jane was sure Colleen and Maggie heard that one, but she was pleased to know that she brought Tracy to another gut-wrenching orgasm with the light penetration.
Tracy continued to twitch and moan for several minutes after her double-climax, her mind stuck in a blissful stupor. Jane laid her head on Tracy's upper thigh, placing very light kisses on her lover's mound.
A faint mumbling brought Jane back to the world of the living. She lifted her head and looked at Tracy who had this glow of pure nirvana in her cheeks. Tracy shifted onto her side, pulling Jane up into her arms.
Her face was smothered in Tracy's soft kisses, her nose nuzzling into her eyes and ears. Her breathing was back to normal and her fingers combed through her lover's nearly white hair.
"My Jane..." Tracy uttered sweetly.
"Yeah?" They made eye contact.
"I love you."
Jane smiled broadly and propped herself up on her elbow, leaning over to kiss Tracy's lips. Tracy met her halfway, and they lazily shared tongue and mouth, relishing in the afterglow of glorious sex.
"I love you, too, Tracy," Jane murmured softly, curling against her lover. Her fingertips casually stroked the slight swell of Tracy's belly, circling around her navel a few times. "I take it Maggie and Colleen got you all hot and bothered?"
"God, yes." She added with a contented sigh, "It reminded me of us, our first time together."
"Me too, baby. Scary to think you dated guys back then, huh?"
"Denial is a funny thing. But, you know, our one year is coming up really soon."
"I know. I'm excited. I've never been so in love before...and had the person love me back just as much." Jane closed her eyes, using Tracy's shoulder as a pillow.
"I think we should have Maggie and Colleen over for our anniversary. They don't have any clue about us."
"Really?"
"Yeah. It's amusing how one can get so wrapped up in everything else, you know?"
"It's nice, too. I'm so wrapped up in you." To emphasize, Jane draped her leg across Tracy's thighs.
Tracy's hands moved to push Jane away, wiggling about in her arms. "Baby, I want to please you now."
"No, I'm fine," Jane purred, kissing Tracy's temple. "I had a little orgasm while eating you."
"But, baby..." Tracy whined.
"What?" Jane layered Tracy's cheek in soft kisses, clinging to her.
"I need it."
"Need what?"
"You."
"I'm right here," Jane grinned.
"Jane!"
"What?" It was taking all her willpower not to laugh.
"Jane, I want to eat you. I want...I need to taste you." Tracy's voice was stern. That tone was further enforced as Tracy flipped Jane onto her back, straddling her pelvis. "Now that I have you where I want you..." Tracy firmly pressed her lips against Jane's, the base of each palm resting on her lover's hipbones.
Jane's arms looped around her roommate's back, leaning up into the kiss. She tilted her hips upwards, rubbing her groin into Tracy's.
Tracy pulled back from the kiss with a grin, "I knew you wanted it," she paused," but I have a request, Jane." She slid down and spread Jane's thighs, laying between them.
"Anything you want."
"I know you're not a huge fan of penetration, but I want you to ride me." She blew a stream of cold air against Jane's slit, giving the girl goosebumps.
"How?"
Tracy smiled devilishly, eyes narrowing into little slits, "I invested in a strap-on."
Jane's eyes widened, her mouth forming a little "o."
"Please? I'll beg if I have to."
"If you really want it, then I will," She smiled down at Tracy, whose lips were nuzzling into the thick mat of dark fur covering her sex.
Tracy gave a little yip of excitement and hopped off the bed, running over to her bureau. She rummaged through one of the drawers for a moment before producing an average-sized faux-phallus and a black leather harness. She attached the two pieces and stepped into the harness, adjusting the straps to better fit her.
"That looks so lewd," Jane grinned, staring at Tracy who was posing for her.
"Do you like it?"
"I guess so. But, I don't want my girlfriend to have a dick all the time."
Tracy stepped back over to the bed, sliding onto it face up. "Get on top of me, Jane."
"Is that an order?"
Tracy nodded, "Yes."
Jane swung her leg over Tracy's hips, sitting above her on her knees, now. She looked down at her girlfriend, latent desire burning in her eyes.
"Are you ready?"
Jane nodded and spread her legs more, a hand reaching down to part her nether lips.
Tracy's fingers slid along the length of Jane's sex, testing her wetness, "Mm...You're so wet, baby." She wrapped her hand around the shaft of the sex toy, holding it upright and aligning it to Jane's slick entrance. "Go as slow or as fast as you want. This is all about you."
Jane leaned down, holding herself up with one hand; the other kept her open to accept the phallus without an unnecessary skin pulling. She inhaled deeply and lowered herself onto Tracy's waiting appendage, moaning as the tip of it penetrated her. Her breathing quickened within seconds as she sunk down on its length.
Tracy's hands went to Jane's hips, lightly caressing them, "It's all the way in, baby."
Jane could only whimper, her eyes squeezed shut. Both of her hands were on either side of Tracy's head, holding herself up.
"How does it feel?"
"Mmm..."
"Tell me."
"It feels so good," she let out a little gasp. "To have you inside me...Oh god, it feels good, Tracy." Her hips started to rock then, her own words spurring the movement.
Tracy laid still for a few minutes, letting Jane warm up to her "tool." Her hands stayed on Jane's hips, occasionally sweeping up her sides. She could see Jane's juice trickling down the phallus to the harness.
"Tracy...c-can you...mm," Jane whimpered, trying to say something.
"What, baby? Tell me what you want."
"Push up. Please." Her breathing was erratic, making her words nearly unintelligible.
Tracy grinned to herself, cupping her hands over Jane's breasts. "What do you want?"
"Your hips...Nn...move them, please," she whined.
"You have to tell me exactly what you want or I'll just lay here. Now, tell me."
"Tracy...please," Jane sobbed, arching slightly.
Tracy just shook her head, wrapping her hand around the rubber cock to prevent Jane from impaling herself. That got a cry of protest. "You gotta tell me."
With a frustrated shriek, Jane yelled, "Fuck me, dammit. Just FUCK me!"
Shuddering, as that was what she wanted to hear, Tracy sat upright and slid her arms around Jane's waist, cupping her ass in her hands. "Ride me. Fuck my cock." She couldn't believe what she was saying. Jane was supposed to be the crude one.
Jane used Tracy's shoulders to support herself, pushing herself upwards and slamming herself downwards. Tracy gingerly guided her in the strokes, not wanting Jane to come any time soon.
Up and down. Up and down. Up, up, up and down, down, down. Jane was grinding herself against Tracy, panting and sobbing and moaning her appreciation. Her pelvis quaked with the intensity of the moment, rolling around and around on the fake penis. Tracy was sure she could make out the squelching of Jane's wetness on the rubber toy. She put her hands on Jane's waist, satisfied with the pace they had set. She pushed her hips up when Jane pushed down, and she pulled down when Jane pulled up.
Tracy's body was slowly getting hotter with each of Jane's noises; her groans made her nipples tingle, her gasps made her arch, the utterance of her name made her wetter.
Jane lost all control and pounded herself against Tracy with abandon. She was literally bouncing up and down in a very violent matter, gasping each time her hips met Tracy's.
Tracy took this opportunity to mash Jane's breasts together, getting the nipples to almost touch. She fastened her lips around them, using her molars to squeeze them. The little golden ring looped through Jane's right nipple clanked against her teeth.
"Mmm!! Yes, Tracy...that's so good," she panted, moving faster and faster.
Tracy sat back after lavishing Jane's nipples with a few minutes of attention, arms stretched behind her, "Are you close?"
"God, yessss..." Jane's back arched as her words turned into a long, drawn out moan. Tracy just relaxed, letting Jane ride her. She derived pleasure not only from the faux-cock's base kneading her clit, but from what it was doing to Jane. That was what really got her juices flowing.
"C'mon, baby," Tracy purred into Jane's ear, a hand clamped at the back of her neck. "Come for me. Let me hear you scream." As she uttered those words, she drove her hips upwards, the phallus bottoming out within Jane.
Jane gave a high-pitched squeal and then mashed her lips to Tracy's in an effort to stifle her screams. It was almost as if she was having an epileptic fit, her body was trembling so much. She kissed Tracy ravenously, drawing blood from her lips. Tracy gradually slowed her hips until Jane had stopped shaking. Tracy smoothed her hands back over Jane's head, matting her hair down with the sweat of her brow. Their kisses grew softer and more loving, each kiss longer than the last.
Jane finally pulled back, leaning her forehead against Tracy's. "God, Tracy...I love you."
Tracy stroked the side of Jane's perspiration-coated face, wearing a smile. "I love you." She purred and kissed Jane's nose, "You look so good all flushed."
"Good enough to eat?"
"Oh yeah," Tracy narrowed her eyes maliciously and patted Jane's ass. "Let me clean you up, baby."
Jane nodded and raised up. A thick globule of her come clung to the phallus, stretching into a string as she reclined onto her back. She watched as Tracy went about scooping the juice off her extension, sucking it off her fingers.
After most of Jane's come was cleaned off, she undid the harness' buckles and tossed it on the floor. She rolled over and drew her knees up under her, her slightly-rounded stomach pressing against her thighs. Jane shifted around, her legs all akimbo for Tracy.
The natural blonde lowered her face to Jane's glistening sex. Portions of her fur were clumped together with wetness that had gathered there. Tracy made sure she got every little droplet of come, lapping contentedly like a kitten at a bowl of milk. She knew that Jane was super-sensitive after having an orgasm as intense as that, so she avoided her clit, licking around it.
"Mm, Tracy...You're so good to me. You know just what I want," Jane murmured lowly.
Tracy smiled at Jane with her eyes, giving her one final lick. "I try."
After silent moments of embracing, Jane untangled herself from Tracy and turned to face her. The look in her eyes conveyed speech but her lips did nothing to clarify.
"What, baby?" Tracy's fingers roved up and down Jane's bare hip.
"Sometimes...I feel so adolescent," she confessed.
"Why?"
"Because...when you walk into the room, I beam. When I hear your voice, I get so excited that I could explode. You make me so happy, and I feel so immature for reacting the way I do."
Tracy kissed her lover's lips, lightly touching her cheek. "Sweetheart, I feel the same way about you. And if that makes us adolescent, so be it. I'm very happy and that's all that matters to me."
"You make me happy."
"You make me happy, too, baby," Tracy's lips grazed Jane's again.
The light kiss soon turned into a more passionate one, arms tightly locked around one another while tongues rediscovered and explored.
Meanwhile, the two new lovers, Colleen and Maggie, nuzzled and caressed one another. They harmonized in their sighs and moans, fingertips trailing over every inch of the other's body. The two girls had spent the majority of the hour in bed exchanging kisses and bringing each other to new levels of ecstasy.
"God, Colleen," Maggie panted, "I never knew it could be so good."
"Especially from a novice, right?"
"Mmm...yes." She ran her fingers through the tuft of fur at the apex of her lover's legs. "Then again, it is you we're talking about here. So, of course it has to be good because you're just so damned perfect."
"Oh, don't go there, Maggie." She propped up on her elbow and stared down at her roommate. The emotion in her eyes was clearly read as utterly sincere compassion. It made Maggie's heart melt.
It was enough to distract Maggie to where she didn't see the lips descending upon hers. And then she found herself emerged in the most passionate kiss she had ever received. In no time, she was breathing intensely and undulating below Colleen who had positioned herself over the dark-haired girl. She pushed her mound upwards, desperate for Colleen to grind against her. Maggie arched and twisted and grasped at her lover's back, but to no avail. Colleen didn't move a muscle aside from the deep soul kiss she was giving to Maggie.
Colleen's lips slowly trailed away from gasping lips, layering skin with subtle moistness. She nipped and kissed a path along Maggie's jawline, drawing closer and closer to her slender neck.
"Please...Colleen," she whined, unable to keep her hips still.
A muffled chuckle was all Maggie got in reply as lips dragged along the cords of muscle beneath soft flesh.
Maggie breathed raggedly, fingers tangling themselves in the red curls of Colleen's mane. Gently, she urged her newfound lover lower and lower, wanting her lips to tease her nipples.
The redhead looked up at her roommate, "Did you want something?" She methodically kissed the collarbone directly under her lips.
"Mm...yes. Please, touch my breasts," she sighed. "Kiss them, please."
"How can I refuse when you say it like that, darling?" Colleen leaned up on her palms and kissed her lover's lips before nestling her face between breasts she was eager to get further acquainted with. Leisurely, she rolled her tongue around the valley and then up a crest to the right. She placed open-mouthed kisses over every centimeter of skin until she centered in on the puckered aureole. Wet lips closed around the thick nipple at the very peak.
"Mm...Colleen," she drawled.
She smiled around the nipple, gently sucking and biting. Her hand sought out Maggie's other breast, rolling the erect nipple there between her forefinger and thumb. Lips left a soggy trail down and around the base of her left breast, both nipples now attended to with Colleen's questing digits.
Maggie gasped as a tongue laved over her ribcage. Cool air was blown onto the damp skin, producing a multitude of goosebumps. She shivered and the tongue moved to her abdomen, slithering over her smooth belly. Her hips undulated, fists full of pillow and bedding. Her breath caught in her chest when gentle hands spread her thighs. Her swollen lips parted, revealing a glistening dark pink interior. A dollop of come lay nestled at her center in invitation.
"Oh!" A wiggling tongue had found its way to the sweet dew, drawing it into Colleen's mouth. And then it was inside her, deeper than she could imagine possible. Her pelvis lurched as the wet muscle coated itself in her arousal. A low groan escaped her throat, only encouraging Colleen to intensify what Maggie was experiencing.
A tiny path of kisses led towards that knot of nerves obscured behind a fleshy hood. Lips encircled it, a pesky tongue-tip urging it from its hiding place. Colleen reveled in Maggie's reaction, that clit immediately swelling with more blood. Slowly, she sucked, one finger easily slipping into Maggie. It curled, rubbing against the ridged upper wall of her vagina.
A sharp intake of breath occured during the penetration. Maggie's fists clenched harder and her hips worked to pull Colleen inside and never let her leave. With the double stimulation, she knew she wasn't going to last very long.
"Oh god," she whispered as another finger slid inside her wetness. The digits drove in and out with slow deliberation. Maggie's hips pumped harder, wanting more of Colleen inside of her. "Oh, please. More, Colleen. More."
Colleen pretended not to hear her, only picking up her rhythm's pace. Her fingers wiggled this way and that, caressing every millimeter of those dark pink walls. Each little movement caused Maggie to shudder and thrust onto those fingers. She was escalating into climax far sooner than she thought possible. Harder and harder, Colleen sucked her clit; faster and faster, Maggie rocked her hips. And then she was falling into a blissful pit of pleasure, tumbling swiftly with shrieks and grunts and other various noises. Her legs tightened around Colleen and her hips moved on their own accord.
"Oh god, Colleen! Oh god!" she was bucking hard, her hands groping for something to grab onto. She wound her fingers in her lover's hair, anchoring her head in place. She was going wild, rubbing her sex all over Colleen's face, smearing her wetness everywhere. Nothing else mattered but the insistent throbbing at her center. Her thrashing about caused the old box springs to creak and groan.
Colleen struggled to breathe, but she was incredibly turned on at Maggie's pure abandon. Quickly, she added another finger and then another. That drove her lover off the edge; she hollered at the top of her lungs, praising the man upstairs, screaming Colleen's name.
Finally, her body went still. She was breathing like she had just sprinted up twelve flights of stairs. Colleen waited for Maggie's inner muscles to release their death hold on her fingers. Slowly, she withdrew her dripping digits. She was amazed at how much fluid had accumulated on them. She muttered a praise and wriggled out from between Maggie's limp legs. Sitting up, she brought her hand to her lips, breathing in the heady scent of Maggie's sex. Like a cat, she licked each drop of come from her fingers, eyes lidded with delight.
"Mm...you taste so delicious, Maggie," she purred, her free hand stroking her lover's knee. When she was done with her hand, she lowered her face to Maggie's sex once more, making sure every nook and cranny was void of her juices. Maggie didn't even move or moan.
Colleen peered curiously at her new girlfriend, idly sucking her lower lip into her mouth. "Baby?" She sidled up beside the dark-haired girl, touching her face. "Wow...you're out cold." She pet Maggie's hair, smoothing it away from her forehead. "You really know how to flatter a girl's abilities, baby." A light kiss marked the tip of her nose. In a softer voice, she added, "I love you." She pulled the bed sheets over them and wrapped her body around Maggie, kissing her face and shoulder. "I've loved you for a long time." Then she closed her eyes and drifted to sleep, hoping they never parted.