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under one roof. [ stefy and chocolate strawberry. ]

That first soft touch of Farah's lips, sent a shock through Ilsa's body. She met Farah's eyes and saw acceptance. Leaning in,she kissed Farah again, moving her body slightly so she could bring one hand up Farah's leg. She had wanted Farah for a while now, always scared of being turned down. After all, just because Farah was a free spirit didn't mean she felt the same way.

She broke off the kiss long enough to pull off her blouse. "I might as well be as comfortable as you," Ilsa said, her nipples hardening from the cool air and her arousal. She leaned in again, kissing Farah deeper, easing her tongue in the other woman's mouth. Farah tasted like sunshine with a hint of weed. Ilsa knew she could easily become addicted to this.
 
      • It wasn't as though Farah had never had relations with another girl before, though to her it seemed wonderfully different that it was Ilsa and not someone else. Feeling the soft touch of Ilsa's hand against her thigh, it caused her to subconsciously remember the only real clothing she was wearing was a sheet and a pair of boyshorts. Pretty eyes going to a half lidded state once she felt the female opposite her pull her lips away, eyes falling down when she pulled her shirt off her torso, a giggle fell out of her pouty lips. Glad to be introduced to her lips again, Farah let her free hand graze over the soft skin of Ilsa's side, stopping to toy at the material of her bra, "I think that means this should come off too." Her own lips parting their passionate kiss, her hand had found itself back down to her waist, toying with the top of her flowy skirt. [/list:u][/list:u][/list:u][/size
 
Not breaking contact this time, Ilsa pulled off her bra and tossed it over the side of the bed. Her hands itched now to touch Farah. Giving in to the temptation, she cupped Farah's breasts, flicking her thumbs over the girl's nipples. She couldn't believe her dreams were coming true. This was heaven.

Feeling Farah's hands at the top of her skirt, Ilsa smiled. She pulled back, her lips kiss-swollen. "Why don't you help me take this off," she said, as she pulled off the sheet. She saw that Farah was still in her boyshorts. "And I'll help you out of those. I think it's only fair we're both really, really comfortable."

In truth, she wanted Farah naked and she wanted to taste and kiss every inch of that soft skin.
 
      • Feeling the shift of her body when Ilsa pulled her bra off her body, her fingrtips traced her skin teasingly and found themselves tracing imaginary shapes against the soft skin. Letting out a soft breath of air when her thumbs toyed with her nipples, whatever thoughts about today's earlier events that had plagued her mind were gone out the window. Not that anything but getting her hands on Ilsa's body mattered right now.

        Feeling the cool air finally reach her bare skin once the sheet was pulled away from her own torso, Farah let her lips curl into a grin atthe suggestion of her giving Ilsa assistance in taking off her skirt. "Sounds like a good trade off to me." Hooking her index fingers into both her skirt and her panties, it was a quick fix as she began pulling them both down her legs, leaning down carefully to press her lips against Ilsa's neck, suckng gently.[/list:u][/list:u][/list:u]
 
Ilsa closed her eyes, her hands sliding down Farah's body to her boy shorts. She could feel Farah pulling off her skirt and she just had to return th favor. Grabbing the boy shorts, she tugged them down. Opening her eyes, she watched as she revealed Farah's skin inch by inch. She was glorious, more beautiful then Ilsa had ever imagined.

"You are an angel," Ilsa breathed as she tossed Farah's boy shorts to the floor. "I've never seen anyone so perfect." Her hands slowly traced Farah's hips with reverance. It was as if she were too in awe to truly touch Farah just yet. She wanted to take her time in worshipping this lovely girl in front of her.
 
      • Just like anyone who was in the heat of something passionate, she dared not to think about the chances of either Bobbi or Aubrey returning home to catch the two of them naked, or at least in the process of peeling one another's clothes off their bodies. Not to say that she would have minded, it just would be one of the situations difficult to bring up while both Bobbi and Aubrey argued with one another. Perhaps she would mention it to Ilsa after their delicious endeavor, that she knew would taste much better than the brownies that the two girls would later eat. Her own eyes looking over Ilsa's body with evident happiness that she had both gotten her nude and had her to herself, she let out a soft breath of air, tilting her head and smiling softly when she was announced to be an angel.

        "Look who's talking." She responded, her skirt having long been added to the pile of wonderfully tossed off clothes on the floor, her own hands weren't particularly as idle as Ilsa's were, Farah's hands grazing over the female's soft inner thighs. Licking her lips gently, Farah warmly set her lips against Ilsa's again, gently kissing the other female without any of the resistance she had had earlier in their time together. Pulling her hands back up the soft skin of her inner thighs, Farah began to move to straddle Ilsa's lap, leaning forward and letting her hair act as a curtain to block the rest of the world out. Lips again coming into contact with the other female's, her hands grazed over her shoulders and slid down the soft skin of her back, breathing in softly when she felt their breasts rub against one another's. [/list:u][/list:u][/list:u]
 
Ilsa moaned happily as Farah's breasts came in contact with hers. It was amazing, the feel of their erect nipples pressing against each other, the soft skin of their breasts brushing across the others. She leaned up, kissing Farah as her hands slid down her back. She wanted Farah more then ever now.

Taking a bit of control, she rolled over with Farah, putting the other girl on the bottom. She smiled down at her before she started kissing down Farah's body. She took her time when she reached Farah's breasts. She had dreamed of those lovely mounds and now she had the chance to touch and kiss them. Slowly, Ilsa kissed around each mound, making her way to the nipple. When she reached that prize, she took the nub in her mouth, sucking softly. Then she did the same to the other breast, going a little faster and sucking a little harder.
 
      • Weed and sketching. Who would have thought that either of them would wind up in a situation like this, not to say that either of them minded. They both knew that once the high wore off, they would still both be in their own personal high as far as this situation went. Farah's lips continuing to dance across Ilsa's. A faint giggle emerging from Farah when she found her back pressed across the soft material of her cotton sheets, she could feel the female tower over her as she opened her eyes to a half lidded state.

        Looking up at the other only to find her lips trailing down the soft skin of her body, she let out a soft breath of air, one of her hands sliding into Ilsa's hair and moving with the female's head. Opening her eyes to let her eyes watch Ilsa kiss and shift her mouth over her breasts, one of her legs raising as it settled between Ilsa's legs, the warm skin of her thigh coming into contact with Ilsa's inner thighs. With her thigh raising, it began to gently rub against the soft warmth of Ilsa's sex, moaning out softly when she began sucking at her now firm nipples. [/list:u][/list:u][/list:u]
 
Ilsa moaned low, slowly spreading her legs to that wonderful press of Farah's thigh. She was so wet, she knew that Farah could feel it. She shivered as Farah's skin rubbed against her wet sex and pressed slightly against her clit. She wanted it so badly, but she had to pace herself. This was her dream and she wanted to do it right.

Her lips clamped over Farah's nipples, sucking them into her mouth. She rolled the nubs with her tongue, tasting her sweet skin. Slowly, she forced herself away from those sublime breasts and moved lower. Her kisses trailed down Farah's stomach where she nipped the skin. She was so close to actually tasting the goddess of her dreams.
 
      • There was an intense desire and slight annoyance in Farah that this hadn't happened so much sooner, that she hadn't been being touched by Ilsa so much more sooner. It wouldn't have taken so long if they weren't both in complete awkward situations with one another, depending on whatever it was going on at the time. Not to say that she was complaining, because at least it was happening, moaning out when she felt her mouth latch onto her hardened nipples, her eyes half lidded as she watched Ilsa's wonderful mouth. Her thigh still roaming patiently over Ilsa's wettened snatch, she continued to tease her clit with the soft skin before breathing in gently when her kisses began to tease their way down her stomach and closer and closer to her damp folds. [/list:u][/list:u][/list:u]
 
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