Girl's Fun in the Sun (Prince x Javorcek)

[Javorcek]

“Sammie! Don’t you dare write my name down on that…” Too late, Sammie had already dropped the raffle ticket into the drawing. Great, just what she wanted, an announcer going 'Congratulations to Lena Javorcek! Proud winner of a massive strap-on!' She already had butches checking her out, she didn't need a sea of femmes that wanted to be pounded into oblivion by an athlete too. Well…there were a lot of tickets, it looked like every single woman had put their name down for the thing. Maybe her name wouldn’t be called as a winner; she might pass out if she had to carry the giant prize back up to the hotel room with her.

"Alright...alright...hold your horses." She stuck her tongue out at Sammie when she was nudged to get a move on, turning away just in time to miss her screwing around with the double-sided vibrator. It was hard to pick out a vibrator! There were so many toys and they all did so many things. And she didn't like the look of the simple vibrators Sammie had suggested...there were so many more pretty ones. Some of the toys looked like they should have been in galleries rather than on a sex toy table!

Lena took another glance up at the raffle prize; obviously very curious about how the whole thing worked. She'd peeked at it a couple of times but tried not to stare like a fool. Holy giant strap-on…that thing was huge! Lena didn’t date small guys and usually everything was in proportion...but wow that dildo was huge! The massive purple phallus looked like it could do some damage. Her entire body gave a little shiver in delight at the thought of Sammie wielding the massive toy, stretching her fuller than she had ever been... The little bit of pain that would be chased with a whole lot of pleasure as the veined toy hit all the right spots…. And Sammie wasn't a guy...they could just keep going all night until they passed out! Oh god… Did it just get super hot in here?

Chelsea noticed Lena looking longingly at the strap-on. Hah! Another curvy girl that liked a big cock. Finally she could help this poor woman pick something that was right for her. “I know just the thing for you sweetheart!” Chelsea grinned. The butch had been easy to peg as a girl who liked to be overwhelmed the moment she eyed the Rabbit. This tall girl was obviously a sub and all about penetration! Mmm athletic subs were her favorite…she loved a strong woman that she could turn into a whimpering, begging to be fucked mess.

Chelsea’s eyes roamed over the table before finding what she was looking for. “Aha!” She held up a light blue g-spot stimulator. The tip was slightly curved and the shaft was made up of gentle waves so that it could also be used as a regular dildo. “This little curved part is just so you can find your g-spot. If you don’t know where it is, I’d be happy to show you! Free of charge of course because you’re so cute!” She winked at Sammie, not wanting to send the butch into a jealous frenzy. The little butch was apparently trying to see if she could shove the massive double-sided dildo into her pocket and cover what didn’t fit with her shirt. Pffft if she had a sub like Lena she would’ve had her hold it…the girl was tall, her dress was pretty long, you do the math! Hehe! But she turned back to Lena, waggling her eyebrows suggestively. Even if the tall girl was taken, she was such an easy target it was hard to resist a little flirting. Chelsea loved getting a rise out of the innocent ones.

“N-no…I know where everything is…thank you…” Had Sammie laid it on as thick as the vibrator consultant, Lena would have probably just rolled her eyes and flung a snarky remark back. But instead she just stammered and blushed like a fool. Geeze she needed to get away from this table so that she could be Confident Lena again! She nodded a bit to signal that she’d take the light blue toy, unable to form coherent sentences at the moment. But she was glad that Chelsea had recommended it; it looked like something that would definitely save her from a sore forearm.

She finished off her mojito to cool off some of her embarrassment. Phew. Much better. Lena smiled politely as she thanked Chelsea for all the help. The girl was quite remarkable at handling people and really was a sweetie. But it was time to go! Her reluctant best friend still owed her a dance. So she took Sammie’s hand again to give her a light tug. Lena was going to be so glad to get away from the table of sex toys that she was nervous around, and onto the dance floor that was more her domain.

“Come on Sammie! You promised me a dance.”

 

[Dark Prince]

Chelsea was cute, but Sammie's eyes narrowed at hearing her flirt with Lena and her fascination with the knowledgeable pleasure expert quickly faded to annoyance. Show her where her g-spot was? I can take care of that! Hands off my girl! Wow, she really though of Lena as her girl already, the vodka was going straight to her head. Now if she could just get this stupid fourteen inch dildo into her pocket, there... around 10 inches stuck out. Much better, she might be able to even dance with it!

Sammie was about to give Chelsea a final parting, snarky comment when Lena tugged her arm. She just gave Chelsea a wink and blew her a kiss as Lena led her away, confident that the sight of her departing with the tall and sexy woman would be enough of a victory in the flirting war that Chelsea had started.

Sammie was so happy to have Lena tugging her to go anywhere that it took her a second to realize where they were headed. Shit! The dance floor! Sammie hastily drained the last remnants of her vodka and prayed that her buzz was now strong enough to overcome the anxiety making her stomach roil. What if Lena lost interest after seeing her awkwardness in a floor packed with sexy, writhing women who all knew how to move? Oh god.

As they reached it, a familiar tattooed shoulder appeared. Michelle. She was dancing with a curvy femme, similar to Lena in height and busty, but not nearly as toned and athletic a body. Michelle glanced over her shoulder, smile fading as she saw the pair, but her eyes flicked down Lena's lithe form and lingered on the deep cleavage of her breasts and the grin returned.

"Hey there, no hard feelings for last night, I'm just hear to have a good time!" she said to the pair of them, eyes narrowing and smile fading as she glanced at Sammie. Michelle was not surprised Sammie was dressed so butch. She knew skinny butch girls could be the craziest and most aggressive, overcompensation is what she believed was the cause, and while she wasn't physically scared of this scrawny woman, she didn't want to deal with the drama of an insane jealous woman when she was in the middle of a nice flirtation with a new target. But, she couldn't resist needling her a little.

Turning to Lena, she stage whispered loud enough for Sammie to hear, "And if you ever want to get fucked by a real woman who can handle you, I'm always interested."

Sammie flushed red and pushed herself between Lena and Michelle. "Stay away from my girl you steroid freak!" she shouted, the long dildo worked its way free by accident and her hand caught it before it fell. She raised it without thinking, just feeling an object in her hand to threaten Michelle without realizing what it was. "I may be half your size, but I'll rip your imaginary cock off if you try to RAPE her or anyone else tonight!" She shouted the last part loud enough for Michelle's new friend to hear, hoping to freak the new girl out.

Michelle was stunned at the sudden appearance of a large dildo and seeing it waved menacingly in front of her face. She was temporarily at a loss for words and Sammie wisely decided to take her brief victory and dragged Lena away, deeper into the dance floor. Women parted at the sight of the angry little butch woman waving a fourteen inch dildo, letting them get to the center in minutes.

"What a bitch," she said turning to Lena and realizing she had the dildo still in her hand. With an embarrassed shrug she pushed it back into her pocket. "Sorry, I... Chelsea just gave it to me. I thought it would be a funny gag thing... you know." Then she colored thinking about her show of possessiveness in her defense of Lena seconds ago. "And I was just trying to scare off Michelle back there for you... you know, make her think we are together..." She trailed off awkwardly, unable to meet Lena's eyes for a second.

"Let's dance, ok?" she said suddenly, brightening up. With a deep breath she started to move, trying to just bop up and down casually. Nothing crazy, no hurting people around you with flying limbs tonight Sammie!

 

[Javorcek]

Ugh…not Michelle again. Lena was such a laid back girl that she was ready to just ignore Michelle all together and have a fun time with Sammie. As horrible as last night had been, she knew it was a major mistake on her part and not just the fitness trainer’s. She knew she had led Michelle on, knew the whole situation was spiraling out of her control from the get-go. They were both way too drunk, and her stupid hormones had screwed her over. What good did it do her to hold on to anger? It just stressed her out and made her anxious, she didn’t like feeling that way at all.

Sammie on the other hand could apparently hold one hell of a grudge! Her little spitfire of a best friend was shouting at Michelle, totally oblivious to the huge difference in size between them. Claiming Lena as –her- girl. Sammie’s girl…she kinda liked the sound of that. Was that a…what the hell was Sammie waving around at Michelle?

Oh god…it was a dildo…please Sammie, don’t smack Michelle with a dildo.

Thankfully Sammie didn’t beat Michelle over the head with the toy. Lena barely held it together long enough for them to get further away from the muscley butch before bursting into a fit of laughter. Giggling her head off all the way to the middle of the dance floor. “Sammie! Why on earth do you have that thing!?!” Lena tried to look stern; her friend shouldn’t go around stealing toys! But Chelsea let her take it, so she supposed there wasn’t any harm done.

“Well…thank you for protecting me, it was very sweet of you.” Lena leaned down and gave Sammie a kiss on the cheek. It was something they had done several times before…but this time she lingered, wondering if she could get away with kissing her hero on the lips. As crazy as Sammie may have been for picking fights with a girl twice her size, that was the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for her. But alas…she was too sober and ended up chickening out from a full-fledged kiss on the lips. Instead she just settled into dancing close to Sammie but still with a little distance between them so her friend could do her own thing.

Dancing isn’t easy, but Lena sure as hell made it look like it was. She was a bit of a cheat though, having taken some swing and salsa lessons. Now she no longer needed to count the beat and had enough confidence in her body and her movements to appear sexy even if she wasn’t trying to. The music easily flowed into her body, causing her hips to sway back and forth teasingly…the fabric of her silver dress shimmering with each movement. Sammie on the other hand, was much less fluid. Instead her muscles were nice and stiff from all the anxiety.

“You look like you belong on the ‘It’s a Small World’ ride at Disney. Loosen up Sammie! Relax…” Stiff and bobbing, her best friend looked just a tad ridiculous, especially in the company of so many women that could dance! Lena couldn’t help but giggle at her stiffness. “Just pretend you’re just with me.” So her friend loosened up, started to move her arms and legs a little more. Alright…not bad…

Annndddd then Sammie tried to throw an elbow as the beat quickened! Good Lord, she was really hopeless wasn’t she? Lena wrapped her arms around her friend before she started knocking out other girls and getting into fights, tugging her closer with a little laugh.

“Slow down…find the beat. Have some fun with it,” She tried to show Sammie how to two-step; a good jumping off point for everything else. It was easy: step, together, step, together. Bend the knees and put a little bit of a hip sway in to keep it sexy. Easy, right? Wrong! The moment Lena’s hands left Sammie’s hips to let her try on her own, she was a mess again.

Sensing her friend’s frustration, she just lightly took Sammie’s hands and put them on her shoulders before placing her hands back on her uncoordinated friend’s hips. Sammie may have been the butch tonight, but Lena was going to be the lead. She didn’t grind with Sammie the way she had with Michelle…as tempting as it was. Last night she had been drunk and barely able to stand…having to just about clutch to Michelle in order to grind; which of course ended up in both women riding each other’s thighs all night. But tonight she was more sober and liked the sexual tension that grinding without really grinding caused. The way her entire body craved for just a little bit of friction as she began rolling her hips so achingly close to Sammie’s but not quite touching

 

[Dark Prince]

Sammie almost swooned from Lena's kiss on the cheek. Sure she would have loved a real kiss, but the idea that Lena was thankful for her protecting her just swelled her heart. She was worried her bigger friend would have found her actions humorous, or worse disliked having Sammie defend her. That was probably the most emotional cheek kiss she had ever felt.

Dancing was almost a relief to hide her blushing embarrassment and quell the urge to tackle Lena right then and there! But, Sammie quickly realized that she wasn't nearly drunk enough to pull this off. Not that being drunk made her a better dancer, it just let her not realize how bad a dancer she was. Her brows furrowed as she focused on the beat and trying to keep herself bobbing. What was her arm doing now? Stop that. Stay still. Not too still you look like you are in a straight jacket! Ok better, shit did she just hit someone with her elbow? Arms back in. Fuck you are off the beat. Ok move your ass a little more... no too much you are off the beat again. Argh! This was agony!

And then there was Lena. Undulating in front of her like some sort of fantasy showgirl. Did Lena even have bones in her body? How was she doing that thing with her ass? She looked so slinky and sexy in that dress that rode up slightly higher now as she writhed. And the way she teased with her eyes, looking to her sides and all around Sammie while clearly dancing for her. Every time they met gazes those smoldering hazel orbs made Sammie's head spin with their intensity.

It got worse as Lena tried to help her, urging her to relax. Thanks Lena, pointing out I'm tight and stressed just makes me more anxious! But it did get better when Lena put her hands on her hips and just starting leading her and showing her the beat and how to move them. And it was sexy to have her friend so close and guiding her into a more sensual rhythm together. But, as soon as Lena let go Sammie lost everything and was pumping her hips like she was having seizures. Please let the humiliation end!

But suddenly, Lena was right there pulling her close with her hands on her hips, her long body millimeters away from touching Sammie's own. Lena's hips and arms were guiding Sammie and in a few beats Sammie founder herself grinding so softly and fluidly against Lena she gasped on the dance floor. It was easy to follow her skilled friend and she just let herself go, feeling the beat and hearing the music, but her eyes were staring down at Lena's jiggling bosom as it swayed in front of her. Finally she dragged her gaze up to meet Lena's eyes and was lost in them, dance floor fading away until she felt like it was the two of them sliding together in their own rhythm.

It was too much. Sammie was going to kiss her. She couldn't stop herself. Until, with a flush on her face, she groaned and turned around suddenly to let her ass grind against Sammy's hips. Pushing against her friend harder as the anonymity of not facing her emboldened her. She took Lena's hands from her hips and started to move them, sliding them up and around her stomach, so close to her breasts. As the beat intensified, Sammie untucked her shirt and started to unbutton it. Sammie felt so hot, body sweating now, but not just from the dancing. She wanted to feel Lena's hands on her bare skin... even just her stomach. There were a lot of girls in bras on the dance floor and some had even lowered their dresses to expose their naked breasts. Sammie didn't care if she was dancing with a half-on shirt in just her bra, she wanted Lena touching her so badly. And then she had her shirt open and her bra was out. Lena's hands were moving on her stomach as Sammie could feel those large breasts pressing against her back.

Fuck she wanted this to never end.

But as if to torture her, the music stopped and a new complex and latin beat started as the dance floor erupted in cheers. Sammie felt a wave of panic come over her as everyone started shaking their hips in some dance she didn't know, a salsa maybe? She couldn't do this... way above her skill level. She turned around to look at Lena, cheeks still flushed, and saw that her friend was already dancing to the new song, lost in the music and moving so seductively.

Well, Sammie didn't want to be the spoilsport and she could wait out one song and let Lena have some fun with the other salsa dancers. She leaned in and whispered that she was going to get another drink and reluctantly turned away to scoot off the dance floor, leaving Lena twirling and gyrating behind her.

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Carlotta had been eying the tall femme with the little butch girlfriend all night. It was such a shame that such an amazing and sexy dancer was paired with a butch who could barely keep rhythm. And then a salsa song came on and the girl's friend wisely decided to leave the dance floor. Barely able to contain herself, she danced her way to the tall brunette and met her eyes with a sexy smile.

Carlotta was around 5'6, with short black hair in a small ponytail. She was very curvy, with D cup breasts and an amazing and large ass that she swung in a blur as she worked the salsa. Dressed in a short, red dress, she didn't look that butchy from her neck down, but her hair and face, and the aggressive gaze she had let any woman know that she was an aggressive, sensual and passionate butch.

She sidled closer to Lena and wrapped her arms around the taller girl's neck, looking up at her with a hungry grin. "I'm Carlotta, wanna dance?" she purred as her hips moved around her fast moving feet, a seductive swirl of her lower body that slid her tight against Lena' own dancing form. "A girl as pretty as you shouldn't salsa alone. Let me keep you warm for your girlfriend."

 

[Javorcek]

She was such a sucker for Sammie’s eyes…getting absolutely lost in a sea of bright blue. Lena inched just the slightest bit closer, tempted to just kiss Sammie herself. There was no mistaking that look…that look that said Sammie wanted to absolutely devour her, Lena knew her own eyes could be doing that good of a job hiding how much she wanted this.

And then Sammie groaned and turned around. Damnit! So close! She had been so sure that Sammie would finally break! But now her friend was killing her by giving her body the bit of friction she craved as Sammie’s firm rear forced her hips to grind into it to keep from losing the beat. Lena’s breasts were pressed up fully into Sammie’s back, strong hands that had been so innocently on her friend’s hips were now being led upwards on freshly bared skin. Sammie must’ve undone her shirt because it was getting so damn hot in here. Lena felt her heart start to race as she began touching Sammie in a much more intimate manner; hands eagerly exploring the flesh that was offered to her.

It was…different…not lightly sculpted like herself but flat, not entirely squishy though; Lena could feel her ribs if Sammie writhed just right. Her stomach was smooth and soft…so different from a man, it was nice. She began running her fingers lightly along Sammie’s stomach without any guidance. The backs of her hands brushing against her friend’s bra before she ran the pads of her fingers down the centerline of her stomach. Lena became even so bold as to dip her hands down past her belly button, hooking her thumbs into the band of Sammie’s khakis, all of her other fingers making their way into pockets…so very close to her sex…

And then the music changed and it was all over! Son of a…

Lena swore part of her died on the inside as Sammie pulled away. Was this her destiny? To be horribly teased by her best friend and then denied? She was wet, she was horny, and now she was without a dance partner as Sammie jogged away to go get a drink. Fantastic.

So with a sigh, she began to dance again, all by her lonesome. It took her a moment to remember the steps for the salsa, but after a few counts in her head, she had it down pat. Now she was content to get lost in the music while she waited for her partner to come back. Maybe Sammie would be sweet and grab her another drink. Mmm that would be nice, maybe something strong…she was slowly growing more and more sober as she sweat out the little bit she had had to drink.

So lost in her thoughts and dancing with her eyes closed that she didn’t notice the girl around her neck until she was…well…wrapped around her neck. Lena jumped a bit, startled, but gave a little smile to the stranger.

Alright, this girl just wanted to dance, no harm in that. She was small, much more non-threatening than Michelle had been. Okay, she could do this. It was just a dance, plus the bar was packed so she’d need to kill a little time until Sammie came back. What was the worst that could happen? It was just a little feminine lesbian. Not scary. In fact she’d have to admit that Carlotta was cute; wearing the kind of dress that she would have expected to see on Sammie tonight. Her breasts must have been as big as hers were…but looked gigantic on Carlotta’s shorter body. They were a little intimidating to be quite honest. Just waving around menacingly like they’d suffocate her in her sleep. Good thing Sammie had small breasts…she could do without ‘death by boobs’ nightmares.

“I’m Lena…I’d love to dance, can you lead?” Carlotta just nodded and took her by the hand. She’d never danced with a partner shorter than her before, but the fact that Lena was half a foot taller than her didn’t seem to bother Carlotta. The shorter girl was a very aggressive lead and Lena loved a dancer that took charge. Carlotta was good, pulling Lena into moves that she’d never done before; but being a good follow, Lena allowed her body to be moved into whatever position Carlotta wanted. The fiery Latina started leading Lena through a complicated set of fast paced twists and twirls, making Lena’s skirt fly up as she spun. A couple of nearby women began to watch them, obviously very interested in the very feminine couple.

Was that...a scrap of black lace under there that was flashed for just the briefest moment as her skirt flew up just a little too high? Alright, so maybe a thong was not the best choice of underwear in this dress, but she hadn’t been expecting to do any extreme dance moves tonight.

As the music changed to a much slower salsa, Carlotta began to take a few more liberties with where her hands went. Lena smirked, thinking that they were just acting and creating a story as people sometimes do when they dance. Carlotta had seen her with Sammie, already thought that her best friend was actually her girlfriend. So she should be safe from any real problems. Plus this was fun, changing pace from a technical salsa to something a little more expressive. So she played along, donning the part of a flirty but coy follow.

 

[Dark Prince]

Sammie walked to the bar with her shirt still unbuttoned, too hot and turned on from her grinding with Lena to care about the grins and smirks the sight of her bra and bare stomach earned her. Things were getting steamier in the club as the liquor flowed, and she was definitely not the most scantily dressed at this point. She ordered two vodka cranberries, thinking Lena might want a drink as well, and turned to regard the dance floor.

She found Lena easily enough by her height, dancing and swaying so seductively. God she was hot. But wait, was that someone she was dancing with? Sammie hadn't noticed at first because the other woman was pressed so tightly to Lena and was much shorter. Just her black hair, pulled in a short pony tail was visible until she suddenly spun Lena around and Sammie saw a curvaceous Latina in a bright red dress. The woman could dance, hips undulating in the frenzy that only an experienced salsa dancer could perform, jiggling every sexy bit on her body that wasn't bolted down. Sammie felt her stomach twist in jealousy and fear and she hastily gulped half her vodka cranberry in one swig.

Take it easy. Lena's just having a dance. The girl is no threat, they are just dancing together. Sammie tried to reassure herself, but she had a sinking feeling as the Latina moved in to press against Lena. A circle had formed around them as other women paused to admire the two dancers, the tall brunette and her black-haired and curvy friend. She was getting so close it seemed like they couldn't fit unless her leg was... fuck!

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Carlotta was thrilled to discover another good dancer. Lena wasn't quite the salsa expert that she was, but she had rhythm and knew the basic steps. And she could move her body well. With Carlotta's firm guidance, she had the girl spinning and arcing around her, pulling her back in for some delicious body to body contact that grew longer each time. The tall woman's skirt flared as she twirled, exposing her pale ass cheeks that glowed above her tanned thighs. The tiny black thong was barely visible nestled in the crack of her butt, making her appear almost naked underneath.

And the feeling of her body against Carlotta's was divine. She was much taller and Carlotta found Lena's large breasts pressed just below her chin each time they came together. Her own ample bosom slid in beneath Lena's and their chests bounced on top of each other in rhythm with their swinging hips. She let her hands start to roam her new dance partner, letting go of Lena's hand to slide up and down the sides of her body, finally reaching around to grasp the tall girl's ass, squeezing her jiggling cheeks lightly and pulling her onto Carlotta's thigh. She let the tall girl ride her now, feeling the thin material of Lena's thong on her thigh as her hands held her tight. There was moisture there, from sweat most definitely, and with a flush coming over her, Carlotta imagined Lena's excitement soaking through the thong as well.

Carlotta knew how to tease a girl in a salsa and had forced many a girl to cum on her thigh helpless on a crowded dance floor, unable to resist the sweet pleasure she could expertly generate with her hips and legs. She gripped Lena's ass now and started to work the tall woman, expertly swing her hips and delivering a grinding, circular pressure on Lena's clit and swollen sex. She lifted her dark eyes to stare into Lena's hazel ones and licked her lips as they danced.

"You like dancing with me?" she purred. "Then show me how much you like it. Tell me as loudly as you can." She loved hearing her partner cry out in orgasm in front of the crowd. Hungrily, she craned her neck and tilted her lips up, seeking to give Lena a sensual kiss.

 

[Javorcek]

Lena was smiling, laughing a she coyly shook her head and would redirect Carlotta’s wandering hands. Every once in awhile she’d play flirty, shimmying her breasts against the other girl. Her own threatened to spill out of her dress with each shake but she knew they wouldn’t…not unless someone gave the fabric a good tug from the outside. Still, it was quite a tantalizing thought for those glorious tanned mounds to be out in the open.

Carlotta spun her around once more. Lena was being careful…trying to keep boundaries. If their breasts pressed together, that was fine. They were both stacked women…it was kind of unavoidable. But she had been doing a good job of grinding her hips backwards every time Carlotta ground her hips forwards. She didn’t want it to get too sexual…even though the salsa could be a very passionate and sensual dance to begin with. Her plan to keep a tasteful amount of distance was working pretty well…until Carlotta roughly grabbed her behind.

“F-fuck…” It took every ounce of self-control Lena had to not moan outright as Carlotta’s surprisingly strong hands found her ass and slid her thigh between her legs. If Sammie ever got her worked up and left her anywhere ever again she was just going to murder her little friend next time. It wasn’t fair; Lena had gotten so wet and turned on from dancing with Sammie that she couldn’t help but bite her lip to suppress a moan as Carlotta managed to expertly find her sweet spot. Any sort of circular motion on Lena’s clit was hands-down her most favorite thing in the world; her nails dug lightly into Carlotta’s back as a spike of pleasure shot through her. She whimpered, long legs buckling slightly; she had to hold on to Carlotta just to keep herself from falling over. But this just made matters worse by putting even more pressure on her swollen sex.

“Mmmph…” Another whimper; another circle completed over her clit. Holy fuck it felt amazing. Stupid lace thong…why did it have to work so deliciously between her swollen lips? The feel of the textured fabric was phenomenal. Lena’s little bit of terror was probably the only thing that kept her from climaxing on the spot. She couldn’t do this…not on a crowded dance floor. Not with another stranger…

Lena started to shake her head and pull away, “Carlotta, I-“ She never got to finish her sentence. Carlotta seemed to notice that Lena was slipping away from her. The little Latina wrapped her arms around Lena’s neck and tugged her down the rest of the way, dragging the taller girl into a sweet and passionate kiss. The girl was an excellent kisser; slow and sensual with just a little bit of heat to make Lena’s blood boil. Her eyes closed out of instinct. But there was something wrong here... Lena should’ve been enjoying this…should have been having the time of her life; but she wasn’t.

Hey, remember that time you were trying to seduce your best friend? What happened to that plan?

Lena’s eyes flew open as she panicked with the sudden realization that this was bad. Very very bad. What had started out as an innocent dance had quickly escalated into something very sexual. Oh shit! She brought her hands up, trying her best to untangle Carlotta gently from her without totally freaking out and hurting the smaller girl. She managed to break their lips so that she could start stammering and shaking her head. “I-I can’t…I’m sorry.” Lena’s entire posture had changed. No longer sexy and confident but panicky and anxious. Shit. Sammie was going to kill her.

Speaking of Sammie…here the fuck was that bitch anyways?! Why did her best friend insist upon stringing her up and then letting some other girl play with her?!

 

[Dark Prince]

Carlotta felt Lena respond willingly, pushing herself onto Carlotta's thigh as she moved it expertly. Lena's heat was rubbing on her bare skin, a patch of slippery wetness and the hardened nub of her clit, and Carlotta swung her hips in a seductive arc as she ground herself into her partner. She knew she had Lena in her power now, like a rabbit in a snare, and felt herself grow hotter, enjoying the wetness she felt flowing from her own sex. She didn't care if Lena pleased her later, she just wanted the thrill and control of making this gorgeous femme cum so hard on her thigh in front of the circle of onlookers.

She tugged Lena's face down to her's and sucked her into a wet and sensual kiss. She kissed like she danced, teasing and playful, but oh so sexual. Her tongue explored Lena's mouth and she bit the brunette's lower lip teasingly as their bodies pressed together. Oh fuck, she was enjoying this even if she sacrificed her own pleasure and avoided riding Lena's thigh to make sure all the pressure of their union was directed on Lena's swollen pussy. Yes, that's it. Cum for me sexy girl. Ride my thigh and let me make you scream in pleasure.

But suddenly, Lena was pulling away from her. How as this possible? She was so sure she had the taller, stronger girl caught in her fires; like a moth to her flame she was going to burn the girl with her passion. She clung to her and tried to maintain the kiss, but Lena was too strong and was able to separate despite Carlotta's firm hands behind her neck. N-noo! Come back to me, she willed with all her mind as the song built to its conclusion. But Lena had her at arm's length now, her sodden thong lifted from Carlotta's thigh, leaving only a slick streak of wetness on the now frustrated and angry Latina.

Just as Carlotta opened her mouth to speak, an arm flash between them and she felt a body slam into her, spinning her away. Carlotta wasn't easily intimidated, but what shocked her and made her stumble backwards was what the skinny arm waved in its hand: a massive double-ended dildo! She was stunned as she was confronted by Lena's butch dancing companion. The woman wasn't that much taller than Carlotta, and probably weighed less even soaking wet, but her eyes were flashing with a crazed rage as she waved that ridiculous dildo around Carlotta's face and reared back as if ready to strike her.

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"Don't fucking touch my girl! She doesn't want you molesting her!" Sammie screamed, face contorted in a jealousy spurred mask of rage. Somehow, she had shook off the paralysis that had set in at Lena's flirtacious dance when she saw her best friend struggle and push away from the overly aggressive Latina tart. Lena didn't want the woman. She was trying to escape her unwanted advances. It was all the encouragement Sammie needed to push through the crowd, the large double-ended vibrator appearing in her hand without conscious thought as women shied away from her in terror at this frenzied phallus waving she-demon.

The Latina recoiled as if stung and stared at Sammie with slack jawed amazement. Clearly she had no idea what she was messing with and Sammie turned her expression into the coldest, iciest glare she could imagine as she felt Lena's arms slide around her waist and grab her wrist to restrain her. She didn't give in with her glare, even as she felt Lena pulling her back to prevent further escalation. The Latina looked indignant, but quickly composed herself, glaring back one last time before turning and dancing away with an impudent swing of her hips as the music changed into a slower and more sensual beat.

Sammie stood like that for a second, heart racing and breathing heavily, until she felt Lena's insistent hands turn her around. She spun, reluctantly at first, and found herself in Lena's arms and suddenly pulled tight. Lena was amazingly close and overwhelmed her heightened senses as her adrenaline started to fade. The smell of Lena, the sight of her, the sound of Lena's voice urging her to calm down, the press of her breasts against Lena's own just in their lacy bra, and finally the sudden desire to taste those full lips that hovered before her filled Sammie's brain as she stared into those hazel orbs.

Fuck, Lena was beautiful. And she didn't want her with another woman, she couldn't bear the thought. It felt so right and so good to be pressed against her, Lena's long body fit like a glove against her skinny frame. The music was pulsing in a sensual beat that indicated a slow song and the dance floor crowded with attractive women faded to a background blur. There was only Lena's face staring at her, the expression not angry but full of concern. And those hands around her, pulling Sammie tight against that body she desired no like no other.

She felt like a fly caught in the web of Lena's strong arms. Every struggle, mental and physical, just drew her in tighter to those lips that waited half-parted in front of her, poised to bite her in a final burst of deadly venom. She knew this would be bad, maybe the end of her friendship, but she couldn't help but press back and throw herself against her friend. Her chin rose up slightly and she wrapped her own arms around Lena and pulled the taller woman's head down to her, letting her lips finally brush against her friend's with an anguished groan.

Nothing mattered any more. Lingering hang-ups and relationship concerns were flushed from her mind. The staring circle of women that had watched the whole encounter and subsequent embrace were an afterthought. Even the music faded to a background pulse as she felt Lena's lips against her own. This was all she wanted, this sensual embrace that made every nerve and synapse in her body light up with newborn sensitivity. Sammie was lost and completely consumed as Lena filled her senses. The heat of Lena's body, the smell of her sweat, the wet sound of their kiss, the soft moans she made, and the sweet taste of her best friend's mouth as she kissed her more passionately and with greater lust than she had ever kissed someone before. The fire between them burned so bright and hot now that she shut her eyes and felt like she would collapse if not for Lena's strong arms.

Sammie would have liked to imagine that her kiss was slow and sensual, but she knew it was raw, hungry and full of days, no, months worth of repressed longing. She explored the soft contours of Lena's mouth as if it were her friend's long body she had between her lips, pushing and biting, nibbling and licking, and delving deep. Sammie's lips and tongue channeled all of her pent up desire into one swirling, needy and lusty act on the one part of Lena she could have right now. Sammie's heart was racing and her body trembling as everything she ever felt about Lena was poured out into her friend's waiting mouth. Fuck, she just hoped Lena would respond.

 

[Javorcek]

Sammie looked a little ridiculous screaming and waving around a giant sex toy as though it were a baseball bat. But the toy in her hand seemed to make Sammie feel invincible now that she had a weapon. Lena was actually starting to get a little worried that she’d end up getting into a full fledged fist fight with the fiery Latina. And did Sammie just call her –her- girl? When did that happen? She liked it, a little bit of possessiveness was a turn on. But…wow…she knew Sammie liked her but didn’t realize it was that much.

“Sammie…come here…just calm down.” Lena wrapped her arms around her friend, afraid that she was going to do something stupid and then get arrested as her voice rose even louder. She gently tugged Sammie closer to her, trying to reassure the shorter woman with her presence. Once Carlotta finally left after giving them only a glare, Lena breathed a sigh of relief.

Good…now all she had to do was get Sammie to calm down and everything would be okay. Under her hands she could feel every one of Sammie’s muscles tensed up so tight; as though every muscle in her body sceamed to be set free and let fury rain down onto Carlotta. She turned her friend around to face her, forcing her to look at her and not Carlotta’s retreating form. Lena looked down at her with a face full of concern. She was worried that Sammie would be angry with her. Even though Lena hadn’t meant for anything with Carlotta to happen, it had all happened none the less. So she wrapped her friend up in a warm embrace, trying to let her know that she was sorry…and that she was thankful; Sammie had come to her rescue once again.

“Relax…we’re supposed to be having fun this vacation, remember?” Lena smiled down to Sammie. Her fingers began lightly massaging the tensed up muscles in her friend’s back, forcing them to unwind. Lena hugged Sammie to her once more, relishing in the feeling of her lithe body pressed up against her own curvy one. She preferred the feel of Sammie; much more than anyone else on this god-awful vacation full of butches. Ugh…whether Sammie was trying to recreate herself as a butch or not, Lena was going to have her friend take her damn hair down.

She tried to run her fingers through Sammie’s hair, just to pet her and get her to relax… only to get them caught in that damn pony-tail. Why on earth her friend had put her gorgeous locks up in a ponytail tonight was beyond her. Lena laughed a bit as she pulled her hand away, eyes bright and a smile on her lips as she looked down at Sammie. “Take this thing out of your hair!” Carefully, she pulled the hair-tie out of Sammie’s hair and slid it onto her own wrist. She ran her fingers through the silky strands a few times to help give it the body it usually had. “There…much better. I think I’m going to go crazy if I have to deal with one more butch girl, even if it’s you.”

Lena looked down once more, pleased that Sammie was looking much more relax; although had this look on her face like she hadn’t heard a word Lena had been saying. Instead, her friend kept looking up into her hazel eyes; then the bright blue orbs would flicker down to her lips. A bit of a grin tugged at the corners of her mouth as she watched her. Lena knew what was coming. Finally! She parted her lips slightly, waiting. That was apparently all the permission Sammie needed.

While Lena had been expecting a kiss, she hadn’t expected anything with even half the intensity that Sammie gave her. It was like the shorter girl was releasing every pent-up feeling she had kept locked up. Lena could only reciprocate; pouring every bit of want she had for Sammie into their kiss. Lena’s heart began to race, pounding so hard that it was the only thing she could hear anymore. Her hands clutched onto Sammie as though she were about to drown in the waves longing and lust. She didn’t care if this was stupid and dangerous anymore, all she cared about was the fact that it all felt so fucking right.

“Mmm…Sammie…” She moaned and murmured softly against those full lips before oh so delicately nibbling on the bottom one. A playful lick was given before she pushed them back into another heated kiss, tongue slipping back into Sammie’s mouth to explore and play. The tip of her tongue began to buzz as she caught a taste of vodka. Shit…Sammie may be drunk on alcohol, but Lena was definitely, painfully sober. She pulled away…whimpering softly. Fuck…fuck being responsible. Fuck fuck fuck.

“You’re driving me crazy Sammie… I want you…but I…I don’t want to take advantage if you’re drunk.”

 

[Dark Prince]

Sammie couldn't say how long they kissed on the dance floor, but when Lena finally broke their lips she felt flushed and hot, clinging tightly to her friend. Lena had released her pony tail just before their kiss and Sammie's straight brown hair hung around her face in disarray and framed her shining blue eyes. She was breathing hard and her heart was pounding in a fast counterpoint to the slow beat of the song around them.

Now that the spell of their first kiss had broken, Sammie was also suddenly aware of what she had just done. Her already flushed cheeks colored slightly with embarrassment and she let out a huge exhale. Smiling up at Lena she laughed at Lena's question and shook her head quickly.

"I know you think I'm drunk because I've assaulted two people with a dildo in the last half hour," she answered with a giggle, noticing the end of the double-ended vibrator peeking up above Lena's shoulder as her hands behind Lena's back clutched it against her. "But, I've never felt more sober than right now."

She hesitated, indeed feeling sober and almost drained as the initial rush of adrenaline and the sweet emotion of the kiss faded. But, Lena still held her tight and she could feel her friend's heart beating against her own, fast and hard. She had also felt Lena kiss back and had seen the look in her eyes; she knew there was an answer to Sammie's own desire in that lingering embrace Lena held her in now. She wasn't sure if her butch makeover tonight or something else had brought Lena around, but she didn't want to lose the moment.

"I-i...," she started to speak again, mind blanking and thoughts elusive as Lena's hazel eyes stared at her. Lena's face seemed to glow as she smiled down at her. "...I want you tonight. I need you tonight. I don't care about tomorrow and don't want to talk about what this means. Will you be with me tonight?" She was sober enough to fear some long, drawn out relationship conversation derailing the lust and sexual need she felt between them. And drunk enough that she didn't care about the repercussions, just the aching need to finally have sex with this sexy girl who had tormented her for the past two days and been in her mind for months.

She leaned up and kissed Lena again, just a short kiss, but needy and deep. Her hands squeezed Lena against her tightly as she waited for her reply.

 

[Javorcek]

Lena bit her lower lip as Sammie let her know exactly what she wanted tonight. She knew that they –should- talk about this right now before they went any further. She didn’t want to spend another awkward morning with Sammie after it was all over. But doing the things that she -should- be doing was difficult…especially when every part of her body was screaming at her to stop worrying. She desperately needed this and so did her best friend; this entire night had been nothing but a rollercoaster of sweet, sexual build-up.

Why should she be so scared anyways? They both wanted each other…one night wouldn’t destroy a year of close friendship; if anything it might lead to new possibilities for them if things went well. And what a night it might be...last night had been so incredibly hot. Lena shivered at the memory. Sammie had driven her wild without even touching her. Now she would have the chance to finally feel her talented fingers...experience those soft supple lips all over her. This is what she had wanted after all, isn’t it?

All of her fears and doubts were erased the moment Sammie pressed her lips to hers again. Mmm she could do this for hours. Alright, this was exactly what she wanted: a night of nothing but passion with her best friend. They could sort through the minefield of emotions later.

“Okay, I’m all yours tonight,” she started with a smile, “But, you have to tell me what you like and be patient with me if I’m doing something wrong…deal?” Lena gave her another kiss to seal the deal. She was fairly confident that Sammie would be an excellent person to experience her first time with a woman with. While impulsive and short-tempered at times, Lena knew that her best friend could be patient and loving when it counted. Still…it was a little nerve wracking; Sammie probably had enough experience to get Lena screaming her name in under 5 minutes. She wasn’t so sure she’d be able to please her friend to the same degree.

Well…she could at least get a head start by getting her best friend wound up nice and tight once again.

Eager to get them back up to their heightened sexual state, Lena’s lips left Sammie’s, working their way lower. She had a lot of exploring and experimenting to do tonight. Lips brushed their way down her chin, kissed along her delicate jawline, before finally coming down to the soft flesh of her neck. Once at her neck, Lena began to playfully nibble and lick, catching the taste of a slightly sweaty Sammie on the tip of her tongue. Her arms released Sammie from their embrace, hands coming down to now rest lightly on her friend’s hips. She pressed her pelvis nice and close, leading Sammie to the slow, sensual song that was now playing. Just the softest moan was released into Sammie's ear...even the unfocused pressure of their slow grinding was enough to make Lena's grip tighten with her need.

 

[Dark Prince]

Butterflies flew in Sammie's stomach as Lena hesitate for just a second, chewing her lower lip. Oh god, what if I have completely misjudged her... maybe she is not a lesbian and just a straight girl that likes to tease. A thousand awkward apologies and scenarios where she tried to play out her statement of desire as a joke flooded her mind. Damn Lena looked sexy chewing on that lip.

Then suddenly she answer. "Okay I'm all yours tonight" were words that sent Sammie's heart soaring and her body tingling. Just the ideas that simple statement created made Sammie swoon with a desire to grab her hand and bundle her taller friend up and into their room to devour. Oh what she would do to her if she was truly hers for tonight. There would be no sleep, that's for sure. Sammie would make sure Lena's first full lesbian experience was mind blowing and beyond the realm of any heterosexual sex the girl had ever had. She'd make her cum so many times, fuck she was getting hot just thinking about it.

Maybe she was a bad poker player and the stupid grin telegraphed Sammie's desire to take her friend back to her room right now, but Lena decided to tease her some more by dancing again instead. And what a dance it was, a slow sensual grind against Sammie as Lena's hands on her hips firmly guided their hips together. And her mouth, suddenly she was kissing down Sammie's neck, every lick and nibble on her throat sending jolts of excitement through Sammie's already aching body. She nestled into Sammie's neck, licking and sucking that sensitive flesh as Sammie arched into her, moaning and trembling slightly as the sensation verged on tickling.

She let her hands slide around Lena's body, boldly now and not fearing any reaction. Sliding up and down her back and eventually reaching Lena's butt, squeezing her cheeks. She pulled Lena onto the thigh that slid between her legs and found her wet and hot on her bare skin. So hot. She gasped feeling that and settled her own sex onto Lena's thigh, finding the rhythm of their dance again. This time she let their bodies move together to find maximal pleasure on each other's legs, grinding slow and sensual in a circular motion as Lena kissed her throat.

"Oh god, Lena," she panted out, fingers squeezing her friends ass. "You are going to make me cum here... we need to go... need to go NOW!"

And just that steady pressure on Lena's thigh was sending waves of pleasure through Sammie's aroused body, making her quiver and close her eyes as the circular rocking against her throbbing clit and swollen lips drove her to higher and higher levels of pleasure. She was dimly aware of people around them and the fact they were on a crowded dance floor, but she didn't care. Indeed, the thought of others watching them only made her hotter. She knew she was dripping onto Lena's thigh now, through her shorts, and hoped her friend would hear her desperate plea and stop this torment and let them go to privacy. Now.

 

[Javorcek]

“Oh fuck…” Lena whimpered as Sammie slid her thigh between her legs. She was so wet, her dress did absolutely nothing to hide how aroused she was. The moment Lena felt pressure directly on her clit, Sammie's bare leg was rewarded with a fresh batch of Lena's juices. Her own clit began throbbing and pulsing around Sammie’s thigh, begging for just a little more pressure. Her friend obliged, forcing both their hips to rock in a circular motion. Mmmm right there…so good… Lena thought she was going to lose it right there in public. Sammie’s khakis were doing little to hide her lust as well, Lena could feel her sex radiating heat as well as just the slightest bit of dampness working it’s way through the layers of fabric. For a moment she wondered how close her friend was to orgasming on the dance floor with her. If only Lena knew how to be quiet...she'd sign up for the little bit of public exhibitionism in a heartbeat.

Don’t moan…don’t moan… You’re on a crowded dance floor, remember?

Congratulations to Lena Javorcek! Proud winner of tonight's strap on grand prize!

Was someone calling her name? She couldn't pay attention. Sammie's thigh on her throbbing clit was driving her up a wall. Don’t moan…don’t cause a scene… Oh God… this feels so fucking good… Her breath hitched in the back of her throat and for a moment she was terrified that she would skip the moan and go straight for screaming Sammie’s name. Her moment of terror was thankfully interrupted by her best friend’s voice.

Lena jumped a bit when Sammie spoke, her voice had startled her out of the immense focus it had been taking to keep quiet. Oh thank goodness, Sammie was having just as hard a time holding back as she was. With a soft groan, she managed to pull them both apart. She shivered a bit as the warmth of Sammie’s thigh left her. She was so wet that she was tempted to just take off the thong entirely. But since she couldn’t figure out a covert way to do it the sopping wet fabric had to stay on. Sammie was going to be in so much trouble later for doing this to her. As much of a novice as she was, Lena was very intent on being a handful in bed.

“Room. Now.” Were the only words she could manage to form as she grabbed Sammie by the hand, lacing their fingers together as they moved to leave. Even in heels, Lena could move. She half dragged, half hurried with her shorter friend back to the hotel. They held hands the entire way; as if afraid that the moment physical contact was broken the sexual tension would dissipate and it would be all over.

The hotel seemed to be deserted, just running on a skeleton crew of workers while everyone was out partying. As soon as they hit the elevator, Lena glanced around. The hallway was empty, perfect. She tilted her head down once more, capturing Sammie’s lips with her own in a heated kiss as they waited. As soon as the doors opened and they were safely inside, Lena’s hands began roaming. She grabbed Sammie by the collar, tugging her roughly against her body that was in desperate need of more touch. Then they left the fabric to go explore Sammie's breasts that were still encased in that lacey bra. Not quite brave enough to play with the bare mounds just yet, Lena was content to cup and massage them through the fabric, getting herself acquainted with their size that was so much different from her own. She moaned her approval against Sammie's lips as they kissed; her breasts fit perfectly into Lena's hands. Her touch was still a little tentative though, as though not quite sure how roughly Sammie liked to be handled.

 

[Dark Prince]

Sammie gave a sigh of relief; Lena seemed to share her state of heightened arousal and was ready to leave as well. She let Lena tug her along, enjoying the nervous excitement her friend was unable to hide. Lena shared the same pent up longing and desire that surged in Sammie, but her emotions were amplified by the thrill of her first sexual experience with another woman. Her fingers were tightly clenched around Sammie's hand, afraid to let her go now that she had summoned the courage to finally do this.

Sammie had a smile on her face and walked with her in happy silence, her own heart beating faster as they left the club and every step brought them closer to the privacy of their room. There was nothing she wanted to say right now, nothing that wouldn't risk destroying the perfection of this moment, the unspoken awareness they each had of their mutual excitement. Just two beautiful women walking together on a tropical night, one of them casually holding a fourteen inch double-ended dildo. True romance.

And then Lena sidled closer to her as they waited for the elevator. Sammie had half-turned to meet her, expecting and eager for another kiss. But as the door opened, Lena suddenly grabbed her and tugged her in after her by her lapels, and her kiss turned into an all out assault of lust. Sammie gave a small whimper in surprise at her friend's rough treatment, enjoying how powerful and strong Lena was as she manhandled her into the elevator. Sammie melted into Lena's touches, moaning as her friend's fingers finally reached her breasts that were still encased in a bra. Despite her lust, Lena's hands were strangely tentative as she held Sammie's breasts in her hands. Impulsively Sammie brought her hands up to cover Lena's and forced her friend to squeeze her breasts, hard.

"Don't worry, you can't hurt me," she whispered with a grin, suddenly shifting her grip to Lena's wrist and pulling her out of the elevator door as it opened on their floor. Lena stumbled after Sammie, hands still gripping her breasts as their mouths locked together again in the hallway. Sammie spun Lena around so her taller friend's back was driven to the wall. Their room was so close, just a couple doors away, but Sammie couldn't wait.

With Lena's hands on her bra still, fingers squeezing as they found her hardened nipples poking through the thin fabric, Sammie forced her friend's head back into the wall with a steamy kiss. She let a hand slide down her friend's side to the hem of her dress. Never breaking her kiss, she slid the fingertips of that hand back up under Lena's skirt, tracing up her inner thigh until she felt the skin grow slick under her fingertips with Lena's excitement. She cupped her hand lightly over Lena's hot mound, only the soaked fabric of Lena's wispy thong was between them. Not rubbing yet, she let her fingers move slightly over those swollen lips, touching and feeling her friend's most intimate area in a light exploration and moaning at just the thrill of finally holding her friend like this.

"Oh fuck, Lena, I can't wait... I want you so badly now," she panted out, hand burning with Lena's heat and her own desire stoked to a fiery blaze.

 

[Javorcek]

Lena was pleasantly surprised by how strong and assertive Sammie could be when she was trying to get something she wanted. Her entire body was tingling in excitement as she was pressed up against the wall; pinned to it with the force Sammie’s kiss. She began squeezing and rubbing those breasts in earnest now; glad that she didn’t have to carefully play with her new toys. Lena’s play was soon rewarded by Sammie’s nipples hardening under the thin fabric. She began running her thumbs over the pert nubs, teasing and working them through the thin fabric of the bra as she palmed the rest of those fleshy mounds.

Her heart wildly pounded in her chest as her friend dragged her into another hungry kiss. Lena moaned into her mouth, causing Sammie to swallow most of her noise. Lena’s hands moved away from Sammie’s breasts and flew around to her back the moment her friend’s fingers started working their way up her slick thighs. Short nails dug into the smooth flesh, raking down Sammie’s back as her fingers trailed upwards towards Lena’s dripping wet sex.

“Ohhh…Sammie…” Lena moaned as even the light, exploratory touch of Sammie made electric spikes of pleasure shoot through her core. She bucked and whined; unsure if she was going to last even 5 seconds. Her leg came up to wrap around Sammie’s waist, opening herself fully to the assault of teasing fingers. The lacey thong slid its way between her lips, allowing fingertips to trace along her shaved sex.

In the back of her mind she knew that if they started here, they’d never make it into their bedroom; they both liked their multiples. Even a quick release of tension in the hallway would probably just pull them deeper into a frenzy rather than ease the tension in their aching loins. Plus Lena doubted Sammie would be able to hold her up once they got going. Which would mean they’d end up on the carpeted floor, rolling around half naked and writhing against each other as they rode peak after glorious peak. Mmmm…as tempting as the thought was, there was a very comfy bed with fresh sheets waiting for them 4 doors down the hall.

“Mmmmph…just wait two seconds…almost there…promise it’ll be worth it,” she panted as she pulled away from Sammie, groaning at the loss of her fingers. As Lena moved to unlock the door, Sammie didn’t seem to be able to wait even the two seconds. Her friend started to work on the zipper of her dress. Urging Lena to open the door faster or else she’d be stuck in the hallway in nothing but a thong and a very horny woman pawing at her. Stupid electronic keycards. Why do they never work when you’re in a hurry? Sammie’s roaming hands weren’t exactly helping either; the sensation was making Lena’s hands tremble in anticipation. After several attempts, Lena finally managed to get the damn door open. She allowed the dress to fall off, pooling at her feet the moment they got inside. Sammie wouldn’t get a chance to admire the view for, Lena turned back around to wrap her friend in another heated kiss, mashing her bare breasts right into Sammie’s.

This unequal state of undress was becoming a problem. Sammie’s hands were free to roam where they pleased all over the taller girl’s smooth, athletic form. However, Lena’s hands kept getting slowed down by fabric and buttons; it wasn’t fair at all! Lena slid the white linen shirt off of Sammie as they kissed, dropping it onto the floor so that she could start to explore every inch of her lithe friend’s body; trying to commit every curve, slope and dip to memory.

They began bumping into the sparse furniture and walls as they tried to make it to the bed, leaving a trail of clothing and shoes in their wake. Briefly Lena noticed a basket of toys on the desk as Sammie pushed her into it. Those would be fun later…if they even had the energy to use them tonight at least.

Sammie’s khakis were no problem to get off. The button and zipper had been easy to loosen. Her bra on the other hand….that was a problem. Lena had always picked on her boyfriends for not being able to get hers off without totally destroying it. And now that she was trying to get Sammie’s off, she couldn’t get the clasp to obey her fingers. What the…was this thing super glued together or something?! Getting something lacey and sexy off of herself was easy, getting the same thing off someone else was turning into a mission. With a frustrated growl, her hands flew back to the front of Sammie’s chest. She gripped onto the fabric of the bra, ripping it apart to finally let those gorgeous little breasts free. In order to keep Sammie from yelling at her for destroying her clothing, Lena quickly leaned down, capturing her right nipple in her mouth and starting to lick and suck. She’d have to remember to buy her friend a replacement later.

 

[Dark Prince]

Sammie didn't want to let go of Lena. Ever. The heat and wetness between Lena's thighs was a magnetic pull and she she cupped her friend's swollen mound with a hand that seemed to move of its own accord. That thong, so annoying at first, had almost dissolved as its thin fabric soaked through and then slipped inside Lena's crevasse. Lena had lifted her leg, opening herself more to Sammie's exploration, and Sammie groaned into Lena's kiss as she started to slide her fingers deeper through Lena's folds. That's it Lena, let me in you. And her fingernails, Sammie whimpered suddenly, the slight pain as they raked down her back just made the lust and pleasure filling Sammie's brain sweeter by contrast.

She had enjoyed forcing Lena to the wall and taking charge. Her friend had never fucked a woman before and Sammie was going to show her the ropes. Yes, ropes would be fun... wait, hold that thought Sammie! Another night for that. But now, her stronger friend seemed to be fighting back and challenging Sammie. She could barely keep her hand on her the way Lena bucked and thrust against her palm, whining in frustrated pleasure. Their motions quickly evolved to Lena fucking herself on Sammie's hand as Sammie just tried to hang on, feeling as if she had mounted an unbroken filly that was testing her rider.

Sammie didn't care that she was in a hallway. Didn't care that anyone could walk out of their room or the elevator and see them. She just wanted to make her friend cum right then and there. But Lena somehow had the control to pull away and tug Sammie after her to their room. Sammie followed her reluctantly, hands groping and sliding on Lena's body. With nothing to better to do as Lena tried to open the door, she started to unzip her friend from her dress. The reverse act of what she'd done earlier his morning was just as tempting as she thought it would be and she impulsively lowered her mouth to lick Lena's back as her expanse of skin was revealed.

Then suddenly they were in the room and just in time as Lena's dress fell to the floor, leaving her naked but for the tiny and twisted thong. And out of nowhere, Lena was kissing her again, their bodies pressed together but this time with Lena's bare flesh against the little scraps of clothing Sammie still had on. Hands exploring, kneading, caressing and cupping each others' curves, mouths hungrily meeting in a dance of tongues.

Lena was somehow undressing her as they shuffled towards the bed, bouncing into furniture in the blind lust. Standing before the bed, Sammie was beginning to lose patience as Lena fumbled at her bra, the only piece of clothing left on her body. It was like high school again with some pimply faced boy that couldn't figure out a clasp. What the fuck? Come on Lena! Even straight girls should be able to do this with one hand... As if hearing her unspoken criticism, Lena growled and then ripped the whole damn thing off! Sammie was stunned for a second, jaw dropping at Lena's impatience and the lust it implied. But before she could say anything, Lena's mouth was on her nipple and a whimpered moan slipped out of her lips instead. She let Lena suck her breasts and felt her nipples, already hard and aching, pulse with the stimulation and flood her sex with renewed heat.

"You bitch, I liked that bra," she leaned down and purred into Lena's ear, hands sliding lower to grab Lena's thong. "Take that!" she growled and seized the thin elastic at the side of the thong in two hands, snapping it with her own savage tug that sent the ruined strip of fabric to the floor.

Then Sammie reached up and grabbed Lena's head, spinning the taller woman off Sammie's breasts and pushing her backwards onto the bed in a sudden, forceful motion. She enjoyed the tempting sight of her friend sprawled out in front of her, legs askew and large breasts bouncing with her impact. She didn't watch for long and quickly pounced on her, sliding up to straddle her hips and lean over her, breasts dangling above her friends face.

Sammie tangled both her hands in Lena's hair and held her head tight with those silky tresses. Lena's straightened hair was already slightly curling from the humidity and sweat of the night. She lowered one of her breasts to Lena's mouth to suck on again. "You like these little boobs? Show me how much," she murmured with a grin, blue eyes glittering and watching Lena's hazel orbs as her friend's mouth engulfed one of her soft mounds. "I don't believe you like them, they are far too small."

Sammie was straddling Lena's hips and could feel her bare sex resting on her friend's velvety soft lower stomach. As she forced Lena to suck her breasts, she began to grind herself on that belly, eventually finding the firmer resistance of her pubic bone to push against. She left a wet trail of her juices as she smeared herself into Lena with a building intensity. "Oh fuck, yes... that's it. Suck my breasts Lena! Fuck that feels good.. bite my nipples. Owww! No, don't stop! It feels good!"

 

[Javorcek]

“Sammie!” Lena growled and nipped at the inner curve of her friend’s breast as she felt her thong get destroyed. She didn’t have a lot of those things hanging around! Ohhh Sammie was going to be in so much trouble later!! But Lena didn’t get a chance to properly scold her; Sammie grabbed and pushed her back onto the bed, sending her tumbling back in a heap of jiggling breasts and splayed, long legs. She yelped in surprise, falling back with a little laugh. "Eager huh?" She grinned and teased. Sammie was turning out to be quite a handful; plus she was cute when she was trying to play rough. Lena found herself pinned under her friend as the smaller girl crawled up her long body to straddle her; those small breasts taking up her entire field of view as Sammie towered over her. Alright…she can have her way…for now. Lena wasn't used to taking orders or being on the bottom...so Sammie would have to see how long she could press her luck for.

It’s not like she could do anything other than obey anyways. Sammie’s fingers were laced in her hair, giving a gentle tug, urging Lena forward to suck on her breasts. The taller girl groaned, arching her back, pushing her stomach into Sammie’s dripping wet sex. The hair pulling was new, but Lena was liking the rougher treatment. She was a big girl, Sammie didn’t have to worrry about breaking her.

By nature, Lena was eager to please even though she usually took a more dominant role in the bedroom. She began kissing and licking every inch of her friend’s supple curves when prompted to, worshipping those soft breasts with her mouth. Her hazel eyes stayed on Sammie’s blue, watching her face and paying attention to figure out what she liked so that she could exploit the hell out of it to keep some semblance of control. As much as her friend didn’t like her small tits, Lena was loving them. She engulfed almost her entire right breast; her hand moving to palm and massage the neglected one. Soft lips and silken tongue began working on that puffy nipple, nibbling and sucking lightly. Mmm everything about Sammie was the perfect size for her. Even her weight ontop of Lena was wonderful...much lighter than any lover she had before but with a presence that still showed off that Sammie was used to being the dominant personality in the bedroom.

Apparently Sammie liked her foreplay a little on the rough side too. So Lena bit down on her nipple as she was told, lashing her tongue on the sensitive tip only to retreat the moment she heard her friend hiss in pain. Maybe she had gotten a little carried away…it was hard to focus with Sammie riding her stomach. Another tug on her scalp and a moan telling her not to stop; Lena switched breasts, biting on the new, freshly hardened nipple and giving it a sharp tug. As Sammie cried out, she released the pressure, laving her tongue all over the sensitive little nub to help soothe the pain before she bit down lightly on it again. She trapped the light brown nipple in her teeth, groaning as Sammie slid her grinding hips down lower on Lena’s body, leaving a trail of warm, sticky juices down her abdomen.

“Ohh…oh…just a little lower...” She released Sammie’s nipple, panting softly as her friend teased her by grinding just a little too high on her mound. Lena dug her heels into the bed, pushing her lower half up to get a better angle and more contact where she wanted. She grabbed onto Sammie’s hips, inching her down just a tiny bit until her clit lined up perfectly with Lena’s. “Ohhhh! …Oh fuck Sammie…right there. Mmm ride me baby. Make me cum!”

Lena cried out, getting lost in the sensation of their pussies grinding so perfectly against each other. They were both so hot and wet, it was driving her crazy. Dizzy with pleasure, she let her head collapse back down onto the pillows as she focused all her attention into rocking her hips back into her lover's. She moaned and whimpered, eyes glued to Sammie; watching her breasts bounce as she grinded into her engorged clit and dripping wet sex. “Yes…mmm Yeah! F-fuck…don’t stop…I’m going to cum! Ohhh Sammie please don’t stop!” Lena's voice was bordering on desperate. Sammie fingering her in the hallway had wound her so tight that she wouldn't be able to bare it if her friend was so cruel as to deny her an orgasm. So her strong hands stayed on her friend's hips, guiding her, urging her on.

So wound up from hours of teasing and days of waiting for this moment that it didn’t take long for her moans to grow higher in pitch. Her nails dug into Sammie’s hips as her head flew back and she screamed. “FUCK! Oh fuck…Sammie!” Lena bucked and writhed, Sammie’s weight barely making an impact as waves of pleasure made her muscles tense and jerk. Hands left the gentle curve of her friend’s hips to find her shoulders, tugging Sammie down roughly and dragging her into a lusty kiss. Then they went back down, grabbing her friend’s cute little rear as her hips kept grinding, her motions fueled by the pleasant little jolts of pure ecstasy whenever Sammie’s clit hit her own just right. Lena’s first orgasm hadn’t even begun to put out the fire in her core; if anything all it had done was get her even hotter.

 

[Dark Prince]

Sammie was enjoying having her way with Lena again. She was a top by nature and loved the feeling of being in control of her taller and stronger friend. And there was an added thrill that came from the tension of Lena seeming to enjoy being in charge as well, literally ripping Sammie's clothes off earlier! Lena was no meek sub, willing to be bottomed. She was going to give as good as she got! It was going to be a fun night settling the matter of who was the top between the two of them, although Sammie thought they might both end up 'winners' in the back and forth tussling that was happening already!

But for now, Sammie was on top and in control. Guiding her friend's eager mouth around her breasts and giving her vocal and frequent feedback as Lena experimented with another woman's breasts for the first time. Lena was a quick learner, it certainly seemed, and soon Sammie's hands on her friend's head had shifted from controlling her to hanging on as Lena's mouth forced gasp after gasp of pleasure from her. Fuck, she had a skilled tongue. And being new to licking a breast, she was trying everything she could think of while being attuned to the smallest reaction back.

And, owww, yes! Those bites she was giving her. Sammie wasn't sure why she enjoyed a little pain when she was really turned on. Maybe the sharp contrast of pain made all the other good sensations sweeter? Maybe the throbbing sensitivity of her nipples after a bite crossed some nerves up and flooded her with extra pleasure? She just knew some well timed bites, particularly when she was about to cum, would send jolts of pleasure through her body and send her over the top. And she was so hot now, her engorged clit rubbing the bare skin above Lena's pussy with a new intensity. God she felt like she was drenching Lena's stomach with her juices, her clit sliding on wet skin with almost no resistance. She was going to cum and her abused nipples were pushing her right to that brink.

Suddenly Lena's hands on her waist were urging her lower and with a sigh Sammie slid down just a couple inches, moving her breasts out of range of Lena's amazing lips and tongue. But, there, yes.... RIGHT there. She found that magic spot where their clits were rubbing against each other directly. The feeling was exquisite, almost too much to bear, and her entire body quivered with her loud groan. She had to shut her eyes to focus on this intense new feeling. Both their hips were moving fast now, Sammie still in control and on top of her friend, but Lena bucking with her rhythm as they pressed themselves together to find union at their most sensitive and aching nubs.

"Oh god, Lena," she panted out opening her eyes again, blue orbs suddenly glazed with lust. "I'm so fucking turned on I'm going to cum already. Fuck, I want to ride you all night long."

Sammie was now looking down at her friend and moaned at the sensual sight of Lena writhing beneath her. Sammie was riding her like a bucking filly, her friend arching her back to press her hips to meet Lena's pussy with every swing of her hip. Both girls were gasping loudly every time their clits rubbed together, as if stung by the pleasure. Those luscious D cup breasts, flattened slightly by Lena being on her back, were jiggling and bouncing madly. How was it even possible that Sammie hadn't feasted on those tits yet? She was already about to have her first orgasm and there was so much more of Lena's body yet to explore. Well, at least she knew exactly where she would bury her face next. But for now, she had to cum. There was no way to stop it. She quickened her pace and started to play with her own breasts as Lena stared up at her, tugging and pinching her nipples faster as she suddenly felt and heard Lena start to cum. The sight of her friend's face contorting in pleasure as Lena began to spasm and tremble put Sammie right to the edge. Lena's loud and lusty cries filled her ears and sent her over that edge and into her own, glorious orgasm.

"Lena, F-fuck, fuck... Oh god, oh fuck," she moaned out. Then the building wave of pleasure centered on her clit crashed through her body uncontrollably. It was all she could do to keep her balance on Lena as her friend violently shook beneath her with her own orgasm. She was thankful of Lena's strong hands gripping her hips hard and holding their throbbing clits together or else she felt like she might fall off her friend. Still in the midst of her orgasm, Lena's hands pulled her unresisting body down for a deep kiss. Her mouth responded by reflex to Lena's lips, pleasure still shooting through her body and mind blank as their hips still ground together slowly.

Lena's hands squeezing her ass cheeks shocked her from her fading bliss. Sammie was still hot and her pussy throbbed with wet arousal, but those strong hands on her ass were rekindling her mental lust as well. This fast and intense cum may have been a nice start, but Lena liked multiples as much as Sammie did, and Sammie hadn't even begun to do half the things she'd fantasized about doing to Lena over the past two days. She opened her eyes and lifted her head to grin at her friend.

"That was hot, but consider that only your appetizer," Sammie teased, sucking Lena's lower lip lightly as she locked her bright blue eyes again with Lena's hazel ones. "I'm going to make you cum so many times tonight you'll be a wet mess by morning. You won't even know your name. But first, I need to do something I've wanted to do since we met."

Sammie winked at Lena and started to kiss down her throat, sucking and licking straight down and directly into the valley of her friend's breasts. Taking both of the large mounds in her hands, she squeezed them together around her questing mouth, burying her face in Lena's cleavage and almost suffocating herself in their warm embrace. Sammie was in heaven. She moved her head and licked the insides of Lena's breasts, playfully nipping at times to see her friend's reaction, while her hands kneaded the soft globes of her breasts, squeezing and releasing them over and over again. Her fingers brushed over Lena's nipples as she fondled her breasts, flicking them in passing and pushing down against their hardened nubs.

"Mhmmm," she said, muffled by Lena's boobs, "I could die in here."

 

[Javorcek]

Lena laughed at Sammie’s eagerness to bury her face in her ample bosom. What the other girl saw in large breasts was beyond her. Sammie couldn’t even hold them when she was laying back and they were a little on the smaller side! Curves of flesh were spilling out of her smaller friend’s hands as she tried to drown herself in Lena’s breasts. But she humored her friend and let her play to her heart’s content in the warm, soft mounds. To give her hands something to do, she ran one through Sammie’s hair before tangling it into her silky strands. With a groan at the feeling of her friend’s tongue and nipping teeth, she fisted the hair, gently tugging the ends by Sammie’s scalp to keep her there and urge her on.

“Mmm…you’re way too good at that…” Lena purred. She usually didn’t like her breasts being played with; guys were too rough or too gentle and they never seemed to know what to do with her nipples. But Sammie was rapidly making her change her stance on the matter. Her talented tongue working lovingly over Lena’s cleavage was driving her crazy. Not to mention her fingers that kept teasing her sensitive nipples so expertly. It was like a thin line of pleasure was shooting from the puffy little nubs straight down to her throbbing clit. Fuck she wanted to cum again, her hips started to wriggle; seeking friction once more. But Sammie’s boast that she was going to fuck Lena until she didn’t know her name had got her thinking that maybe she should try to stack the deck in her favor. She wouldn’t even be able to fight it even a little bit if Sammie had her at her wits end!

So Lena rolled them both over; which was no difficult task since Sammie was so light and so distracted by a pair of nice tits. It was good to know that all she needed to subdue her friend was to drop her top; so easy. Now that she was the one on top, she had the freedom to climb off of Sammie and position her body perpendicular to hers.

“Going to leave me a mess in the morning huh? I may be a novice but don’t think you’re off the hook either.” Lena grinned; the tall athlete was far from a passive lover. Her one hand was pressed lightly against Sammie’s chest, ready to push her back flat against the bed incase she started moving around. Lena angled herself so that Sammie wouldn’t be able to reach her throbbing sex but could still play with her breasts if she wanted; just a little compromise. “Don’t you dare move…” she ordered; Lena pinched one of her friend’s nipples to emphasize what would happen if she misbehaved. If Sammie tried to move and reciprocate by fucking her; Lena would just have to pin her friend down to punish her. Which would terrible…because Lena was so looking forward to fingering Sammie into a frenzy to give her a head start on orgasms, rather than riding her friend to another mutual one.

Thankful for her height for once, Lena traced her dull nails down Sammie’s sternum, down her flat stomach and towards her glistening mound. She came back up once more, repeating the motion until she felt Sammie relax under her delicate touch. Only then did she allow her fingertips to dip below Sammie's hips and towards her slit. Once there she began to tease the puffy lips with her fingers until Sammie spread her legs nice and wide for her. She glanced down, remembering that her friend was built a little different than she was. The hood of her clit was a little bigger…which Lena was actually a little thankful for. It meant that she wouldn’t accidentally hurt her friend as she bumbled around in an attempt to find all the right spots. At least in this position, Lena wasn't intimidated by Sammie's swollen sex and could safely explore her folds.

She was feeling fairly brave. Lena was a pretty smart girl, show her something once and she could usually pick it up. She’d been paying attention to how Sammie had been touching herself last night and remembered how her friend liked to touch herself. She was pretty confident that she could work her friend’s pussy just as well. Her fingers began fluttering lightly along Sammie’s wet lips, coaxing a moan out of her before she began tracing her fingers lightly along her clit and her inner, deep red folds. Sammie began to wriggle and turn as though she wanted to try to reach for more of Lena’s body. Lena leaned down to nip at her neck and stop her in her tracks. “What part of ‘do not move’ do you not understand? Or do you want me to stop?” Fingers moved away from Sammie’s wet pussy, and wouldn’t return until her friend was good and lay back. Lena operated on a reward and punishment system when she was topping even though she was physically stronger and could probably just do whatever the hell she wanted. Her fingers began gliding along Sammie's flat stomach, painting little lines of cum on her flesh to get her to relax and just accept that Lena was in charge now. Ever the patient one, she’d wait as long as it took to get Sammie to submit to the change in power.

 

[Dark Prince]

Sammie gave a little squeak of surprise as she felt Lena roll them over onto their sides. Her face was still buried between Lena's breasts and her fingers tightened on those mounds reflexively to hold on as her body moved. She lifted her head to complain about the position change, she had planned on eventually continuing with her mouth straight down Lena's stomach to finally feast between her legs, but Lena's words caught her by surprise.

So, her friend was going to try and make Sammie cum first, huh? Yeah right, she was going to make sure Lena was a quivering mess first, to have her inexperienced friend begging to please her as a break from the prolonged pleasure she was going to be tortured with! Sammie was about to give a smart ass reply and try to take control back when Lena pinched her nipple with a stern warning. The sudden burst of pain on her sensitive and puffy nub sent a jolt of pleasure through her body and stirred her loins. With a throaty gasp, her mind blanked and she forgot her diabolical plans to drive Lena wild. And just as she was recovering from the shock and trying to remember what she was about to do, Lena's hand started teasing her front, nails tracing over her chest and stomach... going lower and lower, then back up again. Mhmmm, that felt good and her pussy throbbed in anticipation of a first touch. Ok, maybe topping Lena could wait a few more minutes and one good orgasm. She settled in, hands still lightly gripping Lena's large breasts like a lifeline as her eyes half closed to focus on the sensations she was feeling. It wasn't so hard to not move if Lena let her play with her breasts the whole time!

Then Lena's had slid between her legs and Sammie let out a low moan. Her legs parted by instinct and she bent her knees to spread herself fully and give Lena better access to her swollen folds. Her friend's touch was electrifying, fluttering and light as she caressed her intimately. Lena was clearly exploring in the beginning, learning how another woman's anatomy felt and what parts brought her partner pleasure. She had a good idea already it seemed, her own masturbation and observation of Sammie last night seemed to clue her into the sensitive spots. Sammie soon found herself bucking her hips slightly to Lena's slightly firmer touches and gasping loudly whenever she circled her clit like an expert.

It was becoming too much. Sammie was worried Lena was going to tease her like this for too long. Her juices were flowing and her entire pussy was beginning to throb with a need for harder and faster stimulation. As much as Sammie enjoyed teasing girls when she topped, she also liked getting her own orgasms when she desired and to be in control of her own pleasure. She was a top after all! Nothing made her feel more helpless than being teased like this with no ability to control the pace. Perhaps she could urge Lena on by giving her some of her own medicine? She leaned into Lena and slid a hand off her breast to try and reach Lena's own sex. Her taller friend had somehow angled her body away and made it difficult for Sammie to reach, but if she just stretched...

Ouch! That nip on her neck shocked her and she froze, staring at Lena in surprise. Then she realized Lena's hand was gone from her throbbing pussy and she was moving her hips against the air in a fruitless effort to find contact with anything that could keep stimulating her. The missing pleasure from hand suddenly hurt more than the bite she had just received! She gave a pathetic whimper and her eyes were practically begging Lena to continue as her friend spoke.

"What part of ‘do not move’ do you not understand? Or do you want me to stop?”

Lena's wet fingers were tracing circles on Sammie's stomach, just inches above her aching folds and Sammie groaned in frustrated desire, eyes widening at her friend's order. She knew exactly what Lena was doing. She had done it so many times herself, reducing a partner to a horny, begging and mindless wreck that would do anything to finally have Sammie let them cum. Ideas flashed through Sammie's head, wrestling with Lena and trying to subdue her? Ignoring her and seeing if Lena had the stomach to be a little rougher? This was humiliating... she was the corrupting lesbian and Lena was the innocent straight girl! She shouldn't be mewing like a cat in heat and practically begging her friend to continue like she realized suddenly she was indeed doing. Her body was showing none of the turmoil that had flashed through her head, in fact if anything she felt her face and chest flush deeper and a trickle of her juices flow out of her engorged lips as her vaginal muscles clenched in anticipation of more attention. Fuck, she needed Lena to make her cum right now. Then she'd get her revenge. Oh yes she would.

"Ok, I'll behave," she said with a little nod, sliding her wandering hand back up to seize Lena's breast again. "But you better blow my mind or I'm going tease you later and may decide to not let you cum."

 

[Javorcek]

Lena smirked as Sammie’s hips kept gyrating uselessly into the air. Too easy. Almost as easy as breaking a man. Even though she had dated guys that were always much taller and much stronger than her, she was used to being the one in charge in the bedroom. The little bit of power play was fun. But Lena had thought her friend would put up a little more fight than this! After all, Sammie was the more experienced one. But it was alright, Sammie was adorable when she was begging….and seeing her friend reduced to a horny wet mess was quite the turn on.

A little lick was given to the tender skin of Sammie’s neck that she had bit…hmm…that was probably going to leave a mark later. Oops. Well…maybe Sammie wouldn’t notice it in the morning. She gave the smaller girl a couple of soft kisses up from her neck and to her jaw before ending at her lips that were busy trying to make demands. Good, at least her friend wasn’t completely docile…then this whole thing would be no fun!

“Why do I have the feeling you’re going to tease me whether I blow your mind or not?” Lena laughed; she was very aware that she was playing with fire. Sammie was stubborn, headstrong and could plot revenge like nobody’s business…she’d definitely be a problem later once she wasn’t soaking in her own lust. Her friend would probably drive her up a wall after this as revenge. But Lena had a feeling Sammie wouldn’t deny her a damn thing when all was said and done. The taller girl had an ace in the hole; an ego booster that no man and hopefully no woman could resist: the fact that Lena was a very vocal lover when she was a happy girl.

“You’re going to let me cum anyways, if for no other reason that you want me screaming your name over and over again….” Lena cooed into her ear, warm breath rolling down Sammie’s neck to tickle the little hairs on the back of it. Then she pushed herself back up once more, positioning her breasts so that Sammie could lick and suck them if she wanted…and so that Lena could peer over them to watch her friend’s reactions to the things she did.

With an achingly slow pace, Lena’s digits worked their way down Sammie’s stomach until they came to rest on her dripping wet mound once more. Slowly they began working their way through the slick, engorged folds. Lena teased her clit then let her fingers drift down to her sopping wet hole. She pushed against the tight ring of her folds but didn’t go inside yet.

Hmm…what did she want to do? So many choices…

“Should I finger you until you’re bucking and whining? Or massage your clit until you’re writhing and squirming...hmm…” Maybe she’d just explore the part of her new lover that was most unlike herself. Three fingers took up position over Sammie’s clit, one on the top and one on either side of the throbbing nub. Lena was going to make sure she didn’t miss anything. She started rubbing the little bundle of nerves in slow circles. Her digits easily glided over the wrinkled hood, pulling and tugging at it with every sweet circle, stimulating all the nerves underneath it.

 

[Dark Prince]

Sammie settled in on Lena's breasts as her friend finally began to play with her. Of course Lena's play was slow and teasing, designed to drive Sammie crazy by backing off immediately when Sammie reacted too strong. Just enough to keep her hot and yearning more, never enough to let her build to an orgasm. For half a second Sammie wondered if she could bluff her inexperienced friend. Perhaps shudder and moan when she touched an area that did nothing for Sammie? Maybe go impassive and take a recovery breath when she circled her clit... like that... ooh! But she gave up that strategy in seconds. She wasn't a good enough actor and there was no way she could hide her pleasure when Lena found the right spot and angle. She would be a horrible vagina poker player if such a thing existed.

But, she thought devilishly as her grip tightened around Lena's soft mounds and her tongue darted out. There were other ways to encourage her friend now that her breasts were in reach of both Sammie's skilled tongue and fingers. She started to give her feedback to Lena not just with her face and squirming body, but also with her suckling mouth and hands. As Lena explored the wrinkled hood of her clit, that unsightly flap of skin Sammie hated but seemed to let her partners be a little rougher in their play, she rewarded Lena was some swirling and fluttering tongue. When Sammie's hips writhed and pushed against Lena's questing fingers, trying to get another stronger burst of stimulation, Sammie would lightly pinch and massage a nipple to make Lena pause long enough for Sammie to get a good rub in. When Lena's hands went lower, palm grazing her engorged clit while her fingers slid deeper through her wet folds, Sammie would lightly graze her friend's nipples and give her an encouraging squeeze. And suck by suck, lick by lick, nibble by nibble, she rewarded her friend's breasts to guide her to where she wanted her fingers and what motions felt the best.

She could feel her next orgasm building as Lena had finally been coaxed into increasing the speed and pressure of her fingers. They moved around her throbbing sex, making loud wet slurps as they slid faster and faster around her. Sammie herself was a writhing mess; back arching, hips bucking, legs flapping as they splayed open and then tried to snap shut, and her eyes glazed in pleasure as they stared at Lena above the breasts she suckled almost mindlessly. She was ready to cum and just wanted a little bit more pressure, inside her.

"Oh god, Lena, that's it... fuck you going to make me cum... oh fuck... yes!... in me, put your fingers in me, please.... I need them inside me," she panted out, delirious with pleasure and aching for release.

 

[Javorcek]

“Mmm…Sammie…” Lena groaned. Fuck…her lips were so distracting. Looking back it had probably been a mistake to let Sammie have so much power, but Lena honestly hadn’t thought that warm wet mouth and those talented fingers could even feel this good. And that tongue… A little shiver ran down her back, wondering what that tongue would feel like other places. Crap, her hand stopped moving again. Damnit! It was too hard to focus on working her hand if Sammie kept doing that. But somehow she seemed to be picking up what her friend liked; must be all the extra attention she received from her friend’s hungry mouth.

She needed to focus. Lena shut her hazel eyes so that she didn’t have to watch Sammie eagerly lick and suck her heaving breasts any longer. The sight of her doing it was almost as distracting as the sensation. Instead she focused on the sound of her fingers lewdly slipping around Sammie’s folds and the feeling of her warm, wet juices coating her hand. The little whimpers and moans that Sammie made that were so incredibly sexy. She pressed her fingers harder to her friend’s clit, moving so fast that her wrist was beginning to sore and tire. But Lena was stubborn and there was no way she was going to stop until Sammie had her body rocked with a massive orgasm.

Her ears perked at the sound of her friend’s voice that had picked up in pitch. Desperate and begging for release, Lena couldn’t ignore her plea for a little more stimulation. Plus her arm would be glad for the change in motion. Keeping up her new, frenzied pace, Lena rammed two fingers into Sammie’s aching pussy. She began pumping the long digits in and out of her clenching folds as fast as she could.

“Fuck you’re so wet…” she groaned, a sense of pride flowing through her that she had gotten Sammie this wet and this far along on her first attempt with a woman. She wanted to make her cum, she –needed- to get this girl to cum.

Lena crooked her fingers forward, searching for that spot that would drive Sammie absolutely crazy. It was easy enough to find, there was no mistaking the feeling as her fingers grazed over the sensitive spongy ridge. But Sammie barely jumped at the slightly pleasurable sensation. Hmm…maybe a little harder… Lena began working her fingers with purpose, no longer soft and exploring. With every downstroke, Lena’s fingertips tapped and tapped against Sammie’s most sensitive spot

“Come on Sammie…cum for me…” Lena purred.

 

[Dark Prince]

"Mhmm... yes, Lena... fuck me with your fingers," Sammie groaned out, mouth leaving Lena's breasts as she became lost in her own pleasure finally. Her eyes were half-lidded and her face was tight with pleasure, alternating between open mouthed moans and pained contortions as Lena's fingers drove her further and further towards her climax. Her fingers held her friend's breasts limply now, mind blanked and barely aware of anything except the building heat and pleasure between her legs.

"Oh yes, that's it... oh god... right t-there... y-yes...mhhmm.. YES!" she moaned and then screamed the last with a push of her hips upward as Lena's curling fingers finally dug right into her g-spot with the perfect angle. Her already aching clit and passage throbbed in harmony with Lena's digging fingers and a new wave of pleasure erupted from an untouched bundle of nerves that suddenly fired to sensitivity. Like a dam bursting, every ounce of the building wave of ecstasy that Sammie had been holding back surged forward and flooded through her tortured and teased body. She felt her muscles spasm in a wave radiating from Lena's relentlessly moving hand, her legs twitching and quivering, straightening and bending uncontrollably, her back arched and her head was thrown back as she gasped in soundless pleasure, vocal chords too tight to even scream at first. But finally, she let loose with her cries as Lena's hand milked wave after wave of pleasure from her sweaty and trembling body.

"F-FUCK! F-FUCK! OH GOD! LENA! I-i can't.. Oh God! I can' take it! D-don't stop! N-no... no, no, no.. oh... yes," she yelled as she thrashed under her friend's soaked hand. She could feel her own juices gushing out as awareness slowly tingled back into her body and she no longer saw spots with her eyes. She was still quivering, panting and gasping in pleasure, but rational thought had finally crept back into her brain. She let Lena continue to rub her, her friend gradually slowing down to match Sammie's own slowing thrusts until finally Sammie reached down and pulled her friend's hand away from her now hypersensitive and tingling sex.

She pulled Lena's slick fingers to her mouth and started to suck and lick them clean as she stared at her friend, eyes wide now and glittering with anticipation at exacting her revenge on her friend. And she wasn't just going to use her hand on her, that was for sure!

"That was amazing Lena!" Sammie said as she slid one of Lena's finger in and out of her sucking lips. "Are you sure you have never fingered a girl to orgasm before? I'm going to have to tease the truth out of you."

Sammie let a hand slide down her friend's flat stomach to her bare mound, feeling that swollen and also wet flesh, this time with no thong between her fingers and the sensitive skin. Sammie teased her friend for a few moments as she recovered from her orgasm. Letting her fingers just move around with no agenda other than exploring her friend's anatomy in advance of a deeper expedition to bring her to mind shattering pleasure. Sammie's mind raced with ideas. Never did she want to make a partner beg and explode in orgasm as she did now with Lena. She would definitely use her tongue... perhaps the toys? Maybe she should save those for later...

Suddenly she rolled over and pushed Lena down flat on her back, straddling her once more.

"Ok, now you are mine. Whatever you do, you can't cum until I give you permission. And you'll have to beg really loudly for permission as I can be a little deaf when I'm busy," she said with a grin. She took the hand that had been toying with Lena's pussy and brought it to her lips, tasting her friend's juices for the first time as she started down at her. "Mhmmm... you taste delicious. What do you think about me?"

At the last question, she rubbed her other hand through her own sore and tingling folds, coating her fingers before bringing them up to Lena's full lips.

 

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Lena watched Sammie as she finally reached her peak. Her brow furrowed and her eyes squeezing tight; even with her face contorted in pleasure Sammie was still so incredibly sexy. Her chest heaving as she breathed, body writhing around uncontrollably as she came, holy fuck it was hot. Lena had been holding herself over Sammie with her one arm, but now as her friend began to thrash and make things very difficult for her to continue, she had to lower herself back down onto the bed, wrapping her free arm around her to help keep her still. She laced one of her legs with Sammie’s as she wriggled around, forcing at least one lovely leg to stay open as she pounded her digits into her convulsing pussy.

“Fuck Sammie…you’re so sexy... That’s right baby, cum for me…ride my fingers...” Lena spoke through grit teeth as she forced her aching arm to keep up the breakneck pace, her whole body tensed as she attempted to keep Sammie’s legs spread open so that she could fuck her friend properly. She started kissing down her friend’s neck as she rode through her orgasm, groaning happily as she shared such an intimate moment with Sammie. As soon as she started to come down from her high, Lena let her fingers slow down and match the pace of Sammie’s hips.

She pouted a bit when her friend moved her hand away. Aw…she hadn’t been finished playing yet! But she let her have her hand, watching Sammie as she so intimately cleaned her sopping wet fingers. Hazel eyes stayed glued to her bright blue ones. Even though she had just experienced one hell of an orgasm, Sammie still looked wide awake. The feel of her silken tongue against the pads of her fingers made Lena give a little whimper. “N-no…no other girls before…truth.”

Wow, way to string together an articulate sentence Lena.

Words were rapidly leaving her mind as she felt her friend’s fingers deftly gliding down her body as she was forced onto her back. Her legs spread as Sammie’s hand began to work it’s way between her legs, brushing lightly against her engorged folds. Watching and hearing Sammie as she came had gotten her so riled up…she felt like she was going to burst already!

She groaned softly, arching her back and trying to force Sammie to give her just a little more attention. Fuck…she knew that she was going to get teased. But come on! Now she couldn’t cum without permission?! That wasn’t fair at all. “Come on Sammie…don’t you think that’s a little excessive…?” She smiled up at her friend, trying to pull her best ‘please fuck me, I’ve been good’ face. And her question was only answered with another question and two fingers presented infront of her face, coated in Sammie’s juices.

Wait…she wanted her to put that stuff into her mouth? Ehh… Lena was a little hesitant. She didn’t like the taste of guys. Plus the taste of Michelle still fresh in her mind. Blech…that had been terrible…ugh. Yuck. If Sammie tasted like that there was no way she would be going down on her tonight…or ever for that matter.

But…she supposed that it was unavoidable. She’d have to taste her friend eventually if they wanted this whole thing to go any further beyond tonight. She might as well just get it over with. So she leaned up, tentatively giving Sammie’s fingers a light lick. It wasn’t bad…the consistency of a very light oil with a sort of sweet and salty flavor.

“Hmm…I suppose you’re not too awful…” Another experimental lick was given before she went ahead and took both of Sammie’s fingers into her mouth, gently suckling and licking them clean. Once she could no longer taste her friend’s arousal, she let them go with a soft ‘pop’ and smiled up at her. “So…you going to impress me and blow my mind now?”