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

Sammie felt her heart race a little quicker as Lena licked her juices clean from her fingers. The sight itself was erotic, and definitely turned her on, but she also viewed it as an important test. If Lena couldn't enjoy her flavor now, turned on and with Sammie straddling her and offering just a taste on her fingers, her doing it down below with a female vagina in all its alien glory before her was going to be impossible. Although nothing was set in stone, she felt a little flush of happiness that maybe Lena had more interest in this lesbian sex thing than a drunken horny experiment.

"Good girl," she said and leaned down to kiss Lena, letting both their tastes mingle between their swirling tongues. With a grin she started to kiss down her friend's lean body. Once again going through that wonderful valley between her breasts, flattened now by Lena being on her back. Sammie had spent enough time on them already and she kept going down instead of sidetracking, teasing her friend's flat stomach as her tongue traced the defined muscles of her abs and explored her bellybutton. As she worked lower, her legs moved between Lena's and her hands reached down to grab Lena's knees and lift them up, spreading her friend wide just as Lena's mouth reached the bare flesh above her mound.

"Wow, you've made quite a mess, tsk tsk" she said with a schoolteacher frown up at Lena. "I guess I need to clean this up first."

Lena's juices had indeed leaked out everywhere, glistening and slick on the soft skin surrounding her swollen mound. Sammie settled in between her friend's legs, on her knees and bending over, her pink tongue darting out and looking like a happy cat drinking at a milk bowl. She started licking Lena's inner thighs clean, soft tongue lapping up her friend's juices as she cleaned in ever tighter sweeps until she was licking the sensitive skin around the puffy ridges of her outer lips.

"There, that's much better," she said with a smile. Then she gently spread her friend to peer into her red and wet folds, already brimming with new traces of her arousal. "Oh dear, there is more."

Grinning up at Lena, she lowered her mouth and started to lightly tongue her friend, darting through her dark lips and letting her tongue lap up more of her excitement as she explored every crevice and furrow of her friend's most intimate area. Sammie wanted to tease her and she studiously avoided lingering on anything that might be too sensitive, such as the pink nub of her clit, or probing too deep into her tempting passage. Instead she let her tongue run lightly over everything and let Lena begin to feel the ache for more pressure and more friction that she could tell was building through her squirming hip movements.

"Do you want me to suck a little more? You seem a little fidgety...." she teased and gently flicked her friend's clit with her tongue, enjoying the instant reaction she got. She circled that engorged button one time and then started to suck on her friend's folds greedily, her lips and mouth working together to pull and tease those sensitive flaps. Finally she moved up to circle her clit, once, twice, three times and then at last take the entire nub into her mouth to suck on. Her mouth pulled lightly at first and then with growing strength, tongue fluttering inside her month on her clit as her lips held it firm.

By now Lena was dripping wet and seemed to be enjoying the attention, but Sammie was still in no rush. She pushed her friend's knees back, slightly raising her butt from the bed, and let her tongue drop down to explore the bottom of her crevasse, teasing her opening with a couple deep probes before slyly slipping down to her friend's puckered ring just below. It was coated in her juices as well and she let her tongue slowly circle and press against that sensitive loop of muscle. Despite all the nerve endings, it was so often neglected and probably something no man had ever done to Lena. Sammie wanted to simulate all her senses and lingered for a while, enjoying the new found pleasure she was giving Lena, before dragging her mouth back up to settle on her clit.

Her fingers now were fluttering through Lena's lips and she slowly slipped one inside her, relishing the hot wetness as Lena's muscles tightened around her. She slid that digit in and out of her friend and then slipped another in, curling and turning them together deep inside Lena as she suckled her clit. Stretching her friend from the inside and brushing against her sensitive inner ridge of pleasure, but never lingering on it for long.

"Mhmmm you taste so good, but I can't hear you... are you liking this?" she asked coyly, grinning up at her friend. "Do you want more?"
 
Lena just about purred when she was called a ‘good girl’. It didn’t take much for her to fall into the submissive role. But her body was a little tired from holding her friend earlier, she’d probably be more of a handful once her muscles had relaxed. Lena relaxed back into the pillows, slightly propped up and with a perfect view to watch as Sammie slithered her way down her toned body. She squirmed a bit as Sammie examined her. She had had guys go down on her before…but none of them had looked as closely at her sex as Sammie was now doing. Her cheeks turned bright pink when she was called out on how wet she was. She felt quite vulnerable splayed out like this for her best friend.

“Ohhh…Sammie…yes. That feel’s so good…” Lena moaned softly, fingers coming down to tangle into Sammie’s hair. She didn’t push though, knowing that if she tried to force her friend anywhere she’d probably end up torturing Lena more as punishment. The attention to her aching pussy was already unbearable. Sammie seemed content to explore everywhere except where Lena needed it the most. Her hips began to move of their own accord, her entire body craving a touch that was more focused on her clit. The little bundle of nerves was throbbing and so swollen that the bright pink nub glimpsed out of its short hood.

“Fuck…please…a little more…Sammie!” She was panting now, hands lightly fisting Sammie’s hair as her friend took her clit into her mouth. “Ohhh…yes…yes…!” Lena whimpered, she was so close. Sammie sucking on her clit was turning out to be too much for her. Tingles of pleasure began to ripple through her body. Oh god this was going to be such a good orgasm if she kept this up. But she was supposed to be doing something….what was it…? Damnit she couldn’t cum until Sammie said so! Another whimper as she realized the position she was in. She shut her eyes, trying to ignore Sammie’s head between her legs or the slurping sound she made as she sucked on her bright red folds. Most of all she tried to ignore how fantastic her fluttering tongue felt on the extremely sensitive part of her bared clit. “S-Sammie…I can’t…”

She didn’t know whether to be relieved or to cry when those soft lips finally released her clit. It had felt so damn good. Another moan was given as Sammie’s tongue began to play with her dripping wet channel. Mmm…yes…a little penetration. Her eyes flew open as she felt that silken member go down lower; skipping the tongue fucking that she thought she’d be getting. Where the hell was Sammie’s tongue going? She couldn’t possibly want to… No, no, no, nobody goes back there. Lena started to wriggle backwards and inch away, hoping Sammie would take the hint. But her tongue just kept going lower and lower until it finally brushed against her sensitive ring of muscle. Lena just about jumped out of her skin. “Sammie!?!” she squeaked in surprise as her friend’s tongue snuck its way to her back entrance. For a moment she panicked as her most private place was explored. But Sammie didn’t recoil, and didn’t push too hard, instead she just tenderly licked Lena’s puckered hole, drawing sensations out of Lena that she had never even known she had. It felt good once the initial shock was over. The new experience left her feeling strangely vulnerable and incredibly naughty. Her pussy was absolutely aching to be touched again and she was ecstatic when Sammie made her way back up to her clit.

Lena’s sex was so swollen that it barely allowed Sammie’s second finger inside. Her hands untangled themselves from her friend’s silken tresses to come up to her knees, holding her legs spread wide as those talented fingers curled inside of her. Lena was a moaning, whimpering mess. Sammie was toying with her just gently enough that Lena was able to stop herself from screaming in pleasure, but she didn’t know how much longer she could ignore the build-up of pleasure in her core.

“You sadistic little bitch…” Lena groaned. “Of course I want more…” She panted softly, the muscles in her abdomen twitching every time her friend brushed against her g-spot. Sammie was going to kill her. Lena didn’t think there had ever been a time where she had wanted to be ravished so badly. For someone to take her and fuck her so hard she had to beg them to stop. But right now entire pussy ached, her clit was throbbing and she was pretty sure if Sammie didn’t let her orgasm right now she was going to just lose it. “Fuck…Sammie…let me cum. Please…I need to.” She whimpered, looking down at her friend with pleading hazel eyes, absolute desperation coating her voice. “Please baby…lick me, fuck me…I need you…”
 
Sammie grinned as she heard Lena start to beg her to cum. She could be a total bitch and slow things down now, draw out this torture more until Lena was sobbing with desperation and her body a helpless bundle of unfulfilled desire. But, she had teased Lena long enough and could tell her friend was so close to exploding. As much as she loved the power trip of controlling her partner's pleasure, she also loved feeling them cum from her mouth and fingers. Given Lena a mind-shattering orgasm had been her special fantasy for days and she knew she had her friend poised on the brink, just a few strong touches away from pushing her off. She teased her just a little bit longer, blowing on her glistening mound and lightly licking her pink clit. Every breath and motion she made, no matter how small, seemed to reverberate through Lena's tightly wound body and turn into a moan, gasp or shudder.

"Hmmm, well I guess you've been a good girl and you can cum," Sammie said after giving her a thoughtful look. "But just make sure I can hear you, you are awfully quiet." The last was unnecessary, given how loud Lena had been the entire time she had been teasing her. But Lena's cries were so sexy and Sammie wanted to make sure she was unafraid to let loose.

Then Sammie dived back down and started to suckle Lena's clit hard again. That throbbing button was suddenly bucking in Sammie's mouth as Lena began to move her hips in frustrated desire, her entire body arching and wriggling as she tried to grind herself onto Sammie's mouth. And Sammie's fingers dived deeply in again, three inside her friend now, still pumping and curling but now focusing on her friend's sensitive inner spot instead of avoiding it. Giving Lena another jolt of pleasure to match her suckling mouth and the pressure of her three sliding fingers.

Sammie had to put her hand on Lena's stomach to try and control the stronger woman's thrashing as she began to cum hard. It was difficult to be subtle with her touch anymore, so Sammie just went full throttle with mouth and tongue, riding her friend's bucking hips with her face and trying to keep as much pressure and stimulation on the right spots as possible while Lena convulsed in a cascading and continual wave of pleasure centered on Sammie's mouth and fingers. Sammie couldn't say anything with her mouth occupied, but Lena's cries and screams of pleasures were enough to fill the room as her friend's fingernails scratched her scalp as her fingers tightened in ecstasy.

And all the while, Sammie gazed up with hungry eyes and watched her friend orgasm, so turned on at that sensual and beautiful sight. Lena's eyes were shut most of the time, head thrown back and snapping side to side, breasts jiggling and bouncing, and the muscles of her neck and chest straining. Fuck she was gorgeous and Sammie couldn't believe how much pleasure she seemed to be giving her friend. If there was any doubt that Lena had never truly experienced great cunnilingus, as only another woman could perform it, her reaction now erased it from Sammie's mind. I did alright, she thought to herself smugly as she slowly rode Lena down from her peak, fingers and mouth gently relaxing and letting Lena recover into a whimpering, gasping and groaning state of drained post-orgasmic bliss.

Sammie slithered up, face coated with Lena's sticky cum that had fountained out at the end, and cuddled her nude body against her friend's. She kissed Lena's neck and ears as her fingers stroked her breasts, one of Sammie's thighs thrown across Lena's stomach. Lena was still breathing deeply and appeared a little stunned.

"Did you like your reward? See what happens when you have someone that knows what they are doing lick you?" she purred to her friend with a grin. Sammie was very pleased with herself and had a warm and fuzzy feeling from what she had accomplished. But, as she lay there, she found herself rubbing her own aroused mound against Lena's side lightly. Fuck, watching her cum has turned me on, she thought with a slight frown. She wondered if Lena was too drained for more play, and if she'd have to get one of the new toys out to please herself now.
 
“Sammie…p-please…” Lena whimpered, she was wound so tight that her voice wouldn’t even stay steady any more. This was torture. Her brow was furrowed in concentration as she focused on all the tiny little licks that her evil little friend gave her. All she wanted was a little release. To just be free to scream and buck and let go to just get lost in absolute bliss. Another little whimper and a whine snuck out of her throat; the tall and proud athlete had been reduced to a puppy begging for a treat from it’s master. Was Sammie grinning up at her?! Oh she was going to get her for this later. Evil little bitch! But for now she had to be good and play the game otherwise she was never going to cum. Thank goodness…Sammie was deeming her a good girl and she could finally stop trying to hold back an orgasm, but she’d still humor her friend with a little bit of begging.

“Ple- OH GOD!” Lena cried out as Sammie latched onto her clit in the middle of another heartfelt plea. Her hips bucked, rougher than she had meant to. As much as she wanted to cum she didn’t want to hurt Sammie by accident. But her friend seemed to be riding her hips alright with her mouth, so Lena totally let herself go. She started thrashing and crying out, spreading her legs as wide as she possibly could until her thighs ached from the stretch. “Fuck-me-fuck-me-fuck-me!” Lena begged, at least having the presence of mind to buck her hips in rhythm with Sammie’s thrusting fingers. She groaned, loving the feeling of stretch from her friend’s three fingers. And now they were roughly ramming up against her g-spot every time her friend plunged her digits into her. It was too much, she couldn’t take anymore. She screamed.

Lena was borderline delirious with pleasure. She’d never felt so overwhelmed before. With Sammie’s mouth on her clit and fingers ramming into her pussy she couldn’t hold out even if she wanted to. “SAMMIE! OH GOD! OH FUCK! OH GOD!” Oh their poor, poor neighbors.

Her entire body jerked, no longer able to keep her knees to her chest any longer her feet flew down onto the bed. She dug her heels into the mattress, bucking her hips roughly up into Sammie’s mouth as she came. Pleasure tore through every part of her body. Even her fingers and toes were tingling pleasantly. Her toes curled, fingers fisting Sammie’s hair, forcing her to stay down with her face buried in Lena’s dripping wet and convulsing sex. “Don’t stop…don’t you dare fucking stop…ohhh…oh yes…yes…YES!” Lena panted, entire body shivering as pleasure continued to shoot through her body. Spots exploded behind her eyes and for a moment she was afraid she would pass out, the pleasure coursing through her body was overloading every nerve and synapse she had. She whimpered as she came down from her high. She was trembling so hard that even her hands shook and she released her grip on Sammie’s head, unable to properly control any part of her body anymore.

Lena’s breasts heaved with each gulp of air she took. She finally dared to open her eyes, looking down her body to see a Sammie who seemed very happy with herself. Great, now she’d have to admit that Sammie was probably the best lover she had ever had. Her pussy was drenched, even with Sammie so diligently licking up her sweet arousal, Lena had still managed to make quite a mess of her thighs, the bed, and Sammie’s face. For a moment she just lay there as Sammie crawled back up her body. This may be the best part about lesbian sex: someone to cuddle her after a mind-blowing orgasm.

“You…are…evil…” Lena panted out, groaning as rolled over to face Sammie. She gave her friend a soft kiss, thankful kiss. “But I love you anyways,” she murmured against Sammie’s lips. So delirious with pleasure, Lena wasn’t even aware of the different context the words could have. She’d said them so many times to Sammie before…but never in bed, never like a lover. But right now she didn’t pay it much mind. She was busy trying to collect her wits and catch her breath. “I’ve never had a lover take me out of commission before.” She shivered a bit, too tired to move. But she felt Sammie start rubbing her sex against her side. “Mmmph…maybe we should’ve used the double ended thing.” Lena chuckled, that toy would be pretty fun…then they could share an orgasm together instead of taking turns.
 
Sammie stiffened slightly, face tightening just a tiny bit as Lena said that she loved her. They had both said it to each other many times before, but always as friends and clearly in the platonic context. Her words now, their bodies naked after giving each other mind shattering orgasms, struck hard at Sammie's heart and she fought the urge to blurt out that she loved Lena as well. The urge to kiss her passionately right then and there. Her friend didn't mean it, Sammie was sure. She was just using the same phrase she'd always used and didn't even realize how Sammie might misconstrue it right at this moment. She wasn't a lesbian and the context was probably different than if she was in the arms of a man right now. This was still just experimentation and sexual play for Lena. At least that's what Sammie was forcing herself to believe, unwilling to dare dream of more and have her heart broken just when her physical desire was finally fulfilled.

And at Lena's mention of the double-ender, that physical desire flare again, not fully sated Sammie remembered as she ground her mound into Lena's hip bone. She had at least one more good orgasm left in her, and sharing it with Lena seemed like an interesting idea.

"Mhmmm... toys, just what we need to nudge us to another cum," she said giving Lena a playful kiss as a reward for the good idea. She untangled herself from Lena's sensual embrace and crawled over her to get up and return with the basket of toys that she dumped onto the bed. The double-ender stood out, but the two other vibrators were there, as well as a bottle of lube, and also.... Sammie's cheeks colored slightly... the small vibrating butt plug she had secretly added to the order. She grabbed the double-ender and turned it on, feeling it vibrate nicely in her hand, while she swept the other toys towards the bottom of the bed, hoping that Lena didn't notice the butt plug.

"I know you probably need a second, so let me start things off," Sammie said with a grin. She lay back on the bed, pointing her hips at Lena and slowly bend her knees and spread them, lifting her feet off the bed. She took one buzzing end of the vibrator and started to tease herself, starting by sucking on it with a coy smile and then dragging it down her front. She teased her nipples and breasts, gasping as the vibrating pleasure shot through her aching and already stimulated buds, then moved it lower still. She rubbed it against the sensitive skin of her inner thighs before circling the top of her mound. The vibrations on just her flesh above her clit were enough to send a warm fuzz of pleasure to her already engorged button.

"Oh god, its feels so good... its so strong, I don't know how long I can last with it!" she panted out suddenly, feeling her juices surge out of her as her opening clenched in anticipation.
 
The sight of Sammie with her legs spread out before her was such a turn on. Lena propped herself up on her elbows so that she could get a better look. Hazel eyes were glued to her friend was she sucked on the toy, dragging the saliva covered phallus down her sexy, lithe body. As tired and as sore as Lena’s pussy was, she felt herself getting wet while she watched her friend play with the small breasts that were rapidly becoming Lena’s favorite new toys. She moaned softly at the sight of Sammie teasing herself. As if she hadn’t just experienced a mind-blowing orgasm, she had the sudden and powerful urge to cum again. She pushed her body forward and crawled her way up Sammie’s body, planting a firm kiss on her lips before looking down to watch as her friend teased her own little slit.

Lena had never used a vibrator before and was a little apprehensive of just going for it and shoving it into her. She studied the toy with her usual scientific curiosity, feeling the end that was meant for her. It was firm but had a little bit of give, the strength that it vibrated with crazy! She was surprised that Sammie was lasting this long with it. She let her fingers drift down lower, coming to rest over Sammie’s hand. Lena guided their hands and the toy downwards from her friend’s mound, drifting lightly over her clit before coming to finally rest at her glistening dark red entrance, teasing and toying.

“Here…let me…try not to cum just yet.” Lena whispered as she shooed Sammie’s hand away. She gently pushed the head of the toy into her friend’s dripping sex, sure to send vibrations through ever part of her pelvis. Inch by inch Lena slowly guided the toy in until half of it was buried deep inside Sammie, making her a very stuffed little girl. She pumped the dildo in and out of her friend a few times, grinning as she noticed the strain in her friend’s gorgeous face as she tried her hardest to not burst. “Don’t cum yet…soon. I promise,” she whispered, Lena really wanted them to cum together this time.

Knowing that Sammie wouldn’t be able to hold out for long, Lena went ahead and slid down her body. She laid back on the bed infront of Sammie, spreading her legs wide. She draped both legs over her friend’s thighs for leverage and inched forward so that she was closer to the toy. Lena didn’t dare let it touch her hypersensitive clit, knowing that if it did she’d probably climax right on the spot. She grasped her end and dipped it into her engorged slit, whimpering a little bit as her body protested. She was still so incredibly sensitive and swollen that the strong vibrations were almost too much. She gasped as she forced herself to take more. The lusty tingly that had been building in anticipation between her legs was now increased tenfold as the toy vibrated inside of her slick channel.

Lena propped herself up on her hands and pushed her body to start bucking against the toy, fucking herself and Sammie with it. Their soaking pussies lewdly slurping the fake cock as they rode it together. “F-Fuck…Sammie…Ohhhh…I c-can’t…” Lena moaned, the toy had been in her for less than a minute and she felt like she was going to explode already. Although the dildo was buried deep into her pussy, she could still feel it vibrate her entire pelvis, stimulating her aching clit and driving her crazy.

All their bucking was forcing the toy deeper into them both until finally their slits were pressed into one another. Lena lost it. The sight of her bright pink folds grinding into Sammie’s dark red ones tore through the little mental dam she had built up. A wave of pleasure rushed through her body and she gripped the bedsheets as hard as she could, turning her knuckles white. “SAMMIE! Oh Sammie! I’m cumming…Ahhhh...OooOooo…cum with me Sammie!” Her hips kept wildly bucking against Sammie’s, smearing her hot juices all over her friend’s outer lips and dripping all over the bed.

Lena collapsed back onto the sheets, unable to hold herself up and ride the toy properly any longer. She still writhed as it vibrated inside of her. “Oh god, oh fuck…” She panted, finally releasing the sheets so that she could grab onto her breasts. She began roughly massage the mounds using them as conductors to attract some of the pleasure away from her convulsing sex and spread it a little more evenly throughout her body.
 
Sammie was enjoying Lena's lustful and curious stare as she performed her show for her. Similar to last night when she had masturbated for her, at the time, strictly platonic friend, the extra thrill of having someone watch her and get excited by what she was doing made her even wetter. And then, when Lena crawled over to study her most intimate region with that intense and fascinated gaze, Sammie let out a gasp of pleasure and spread herself wider.

Lena took charge a bit, which was ok as Sammie was about to burst as it was and she knew Lena might bumble around. Just the light brush of the vibrator against her throbbing clit almost sent her over the edge. But Lena was urging her to hold on and Sammie clawed her mind away from her pending orgasm, thinking of anything, school work, taxes, if she had packed that new tank top she had just bought... anything at all to distract her as Lena began to poke and prod with that buzzing wand of pleasure all around her dripping entrance.

"Lena - oh god, what are you doing, oh fuck, its so long," Sammie panted as Lena began to shove the dildo into her willing and ready opening. Her friend met with almost no resistance as she pushed the dildo in. While fourteen inches long, it wasn't particularly thick and Sammie's wet passage greedily sucked all seven inches in that Lena fed her, willing to take even more if she wanted to keep going. The buzzing was somewhat dispersed now as Sammie's muscles clamped down tightly around it, but now Sammie was now feeling overwhelming waves of pleasure reverberating through her entire pelvis. Flooding her g-spot, shuddering her clit, and stimulating every single nerve ending she had inside and even outside of her shaking passing. Lena fucked her with it for a couple strokes and Sammie had to bite her lip as her clenched walls jolted her with pleasure as Lena pushed the dildo in deeper and deeper.

"Oh F-fuck, oh S-shit, shit shit shit," panted out Sammie. It took all her effort to not just cum immediately, her juices flooding out of her now. She saw Lena repositioning herself and forced herself to wait, closing her eyes in fear that even the sexy sight of Lena mounting the other end of the dildo would be enough to tip her over into orgasm. Then she felt a movement on the dildo and clenched down tight on it to keep it from moving; Lena must be slipping the other end into herself! Suddenly Lena's soft thighs where touching Sammie's and, oh god, her friend's hot and wet folds were slurping wetly against her own. She pushed back against Lena's hips with all her strength, the vibrating rod of pleasure uniting them and moving inside their bodies as they began to rock and squirm against each other.

It took only a couple strokes to find a rhythm and motion that seemed to work and Sammie started to let herself go. She couldn't hold on any longer and just lost herself grinding against her friend. It was overwhelming, the tug of war of their pussies as they clenched and fought over the vibrator they shared, the slapping of their thighs, the wet squelching of their lips, and most of all that buzzing pleasure that grew and grew until it burst through her body with a muscle stiffening and relentless wave of pleasure.

"I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" shouted Sammie unnecessarily as her violently shaking and spasming body made her pleasure obvious. She flailed around a bit, limbs askew and flapping as she panted and groaned, unintelligible noises flooding out of her as this new, intense, machine-created orgasm ripped her mind to pieces. And it just wouldn't stop. Unlike a partner that had some empathy and would let her down gradually, this cruel device just kept hitting her with wave after wave of buzzing and merciless pleasure. She felt orgasm after orgasm rip through her, progressively getting smaller until after uncounted minutes of cumming she finally jerked herself off the vibrator lest she be stuck on it all night in a mindless bliss that would ruin her body.

She looked down at Lena, the device still buzzing in her as her friend rubbed her breasts in a stupor. The poor girl was still trapped and Sammie felt her pulse quicken in worry. She had to free her. Despite her own daze of post-orgasmic pleasure, she sat up and reached down to jerk on the vibrator buried deep in Lena's sex.

"Lena - baby? You want me to pull this out?" she asked with a worried tone.
 
By the time Sammie had finished riding wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure, Lena’s brain had already shut itself off to block off the never-ending torrent of sensation the vibrator generated. Maybe she should’ve given herself a longer break…but watching Sammie play with herself had been too much of a turn on for her to listen to her body’s needs. Her eyes were a little glazed over and unfocused, most of her senses having shut down to focus only on the pleasure the toy provided and not the pain. Her hands were barely rubbing her breasts any longer. The poor girl was absolutely trapped in rip current of pleasure, unable to swim her way out of it. Thank goodness Sammie was still in a right state of mind. Her body jerked when her friend pulled on the vibrator and she groaned, slipping out of her reverie and she looked down between her legs. Oh yeah…that thing was still inside of her.

“Y-y-yesss…” Lena stammered. She couldn’t help but laugh a little bit, the vibrator made her stutter and she was a little embarrassed that she had let herself get so carried away. She whimpered as Sammie gently pulled the toy out of her spasming sex inch by inch. Finally the head of the toy left her clenching folds with a soft ‘pop’, a flood of her arousal following it now that she was no longer plugged with the merciless vibrator. Part of her missed the feeling of being full, but the majority of her body was incredibly glad that the mind-numbing stimulation was over.

“Those things should come with a warning.” She chuckled as she rolled over onto her side, curling up into a ball to help her worn out muscles stretch a little bit. “’Keep away from beginners’ or ‘Only use with supervision.’” She tossed the latter part in there for Sammie’s benefit. Either the girl was going to be the proud new owner of Lena’s g-spot stimulator, or they were going to be having a lot more nights like this together. Lena would rather it be the second….but they’d talk about it more in the morning. For now, it was bedtime. And Lena didn’t care that she was a mess or the entire bed was one giant wet spot, she just wanted to cuddle with Sammie.

So she forced herself out of the fetal position and crawled under the sheets. It wasn’t so bad, it felt like the comforter had absorbed most of the mess. She shivered a bit, the sheets were a little cold but that might be remedied with a cute little brunette to cuddle with.

“Come here, please?” Lena smiled as Sammie got under the sheets with her and came close. Instead of sleeping back to back as they had last night, Lena wrapped her strong arms around her lithe friend and pulled them face to face. Her large breasts pressed snuggly against her friend’s smaller ones and Lena tangled up her muscular legs with Sammie’s. “You got me all night, as promised. And now I want to get you to cuddle with. Deal?” She turned her head to yawn, coming back to face Sammie once more with half-lidded, hazel eyes. She was so, sooooo tired. But in a very good way. She ran her long fingers through her sweat soaked hair to put it back behind her ears. Most of her curls had come back by now and her make-up had long since rubbed off. She looked like wild, tomboyish Lena once again. She was thankful that Sammie looked like herself too. Now that her hair was down, her blue eyes were sparkling and she was smiling, she looked much more like the femme girl that Lena had a crush on.

She tilted her head down, capturing Sammie’s lips in a tender kiss. “G’night…” she murmured against those soft lips before tilting her head back up so that she could comfortably rest her chin on the top of Sammie’s head and go to sleep.
 
"Do not use if excessively horny should be a warning!" giggled Sammie as she let Lena embrace her with her strong arms. "I"m happy to be your spotter so you don't become a vibrator zombie. And, discretion is advised as overuse can numb you temporarily. I learned that the hard way with my first one, when I kept changing the batteries thinking it was dying..."

Facing her friend like this after sharing such a sexy and intimate night felt so right to Sammie. She let out a sigh and snuggled against her, enjoying the feeling of their nude bodies pressed against each other in a comforting and relaxed embrace, all sexual cravings sated, at least temporarily. She kissed Lena back tenderly, lingering and soft, enjoying the warmth of her friend's lips and the glow they gave her tired body. They were both sweaty and covering in sticky fluids, but Sammie wouldn't have Lena any other way right now. Her strong body seemed to cover Sammie's petite frame like another blanket and she settled her face in under Lena's chin to nuzzle the top of her breasts. It was like having another set of pillows right below her. Within minutes, Sammie was fast asleep.

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Morning came slowly for the pair, light creeping through the pulled down curtains and growing brighter until Sammie couldn't ignore it. Sammie blinked her eyes open with a yawn, enjoying the unusual warmth of the bed. With a start, she realized she still had Lena in her arms! Her taller friend had rolled onto her back at some point, but Sammie had managed to cling to her and had been sleeping with her head on one of Lena's soft mounds and still had a thigh thrown over Lena's waist. So it wasn't a dream. Her heart skipped a beat and she froze, staying still to study her sleeping friend and enjoy this tender moment while sober and awake.

They had done it last night. Sammie swallowed drily at the thought. It had seemed like a great idea at the time, and Sammie did not regret it, but now she felt a tinge of worry. What would Lena be like today? They had crossed a big line as friends and entered uncharted and dangerous waters. And that line had also included Lena's sexual orientation! Would she be shy with Sammie? Would she want to play it off and act as before? Would she be a smitten fool, with puppy dog eyes and wandering hands all day? Mhmm, that was a nice image. Sammie felt the worry gnaw at her and grow stronger. She couldn't lay here and enjoy the moment anymore. She stealthily disentangled from Lena and headed to the shower to clear her head as her friend slumbered.

The hot water was a balm and Sammie washed herself as she tried to figure out how best to approach Lena this morning. Besides her worry about Lena's sober reaction, there was also Sammie's own feelings to sort through. Sure, she had wanted to fuck Lena. Her friend was hot. But she couldn't deny her own attraction went beyond Lena's athletic body, wonderfully fun breasts, and beguiling hazel eyes. Lena's casual statement of love last night had cut to her heart like a knife and those words still stung her as she thought about them. She was falling for her friend fast, an attraction, turned to a crush, turning to... something more. And there was still the concern that all of Sammie's feelings, beyond the physical desire for a quick fling during a crazy lesbian party vacation, might be completely one-sided. Even worse, if Lena was straight, or at least mostly straight, there might be nothing possible between them ever at all beyond friendship.

Sammie turned off the water with a sigh and exited the tub, wrapping herself in a towel as she entered the room with a thoughtful expression.
 
Lena was an early riser, usually the athlete was up before the sun rose, but last night had left her body so thoroughly exhausted that she stayed in a deep sleep much longer than normal. She only began to stir when Sammie’s spot on the bed began to grow cold. Mmmph…where’d the warm body go? Groggy hazel eyes opened and looked around but she didn’t spot Sammie anywhere in the bedroom.

Shit…had Sammie ran away?

She looked around in a panic, sitting up in the bed. Crap…had her firecracker of a friend been unable to deal with the emotions that had flooded her after a steamy romp in the sack with Lena? She wouldn’t put it past her friend…after all she had assaulted two women with a 14 inch dildo last night. Lena scrambled out of bed, checking the balcony for her before. Where the hell did she go? Her ears strained a bit and finally she heard the shower running. Phew…okay, good. Hmmm…she should probably put something on.

Unwilling to get totally dressed since she just needed to shower anyways, Lena went through her luggage, finding the dark purple silk robe she kept. It didn’t do much to cover her long body, but it was much better than a tiny little hotel towel. Now that she was a little more settled, Lena plopped back down onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling as she thought about last night. It had been fun. More than fun…that had been the best night of sex she had had in a long time, maybe even ever!

Just because Lena was laid back didn’t mean she didn’t have the same fears and worries as normal people. It just meant she didn’t let them rule her life and her actions. She liked Sammie…they were best friends. They spent most of their free time together anyways…it wasn’t like Lena didn’t know all her friend’s annoying habits already, there wouldn’t be any nasty surprises. And now they were lovers? The thought wasn’t so bad. It didn’t bother her. But it would probably bother her family.

She came from a very Catholic, Eastern European family. Her parents were incredibly conservative and were even more devastated about her break-up with Paul than she had been…they had been waiting for Lena to hurry up and start having grandchildren for years now. Now she was 23, unmarried, not even dating and not in any rush to have children at all as she settled into her new life after college. They would probably flip if she told them that she was seeing a woman.

But...they loved her…they’d probably get over it after they saw how happy Sammie made her. And God was supposed to love her too…so he’d probably get over it as well.

Lena was pulled from her thoughts as she heard the bathroom door open and Sammie popped out. She sat up, letting her legs dangle off the edge of the bed as she surveyed her friend. “Hey you…” Lena offered Sammie a bright smile to help put her at ease. While she herself wasn’t entirely sure what the hell her sexual orientation was anymore, she could at least manage acknowledging that she was attracted to her best friend. “Did you want to talk about last night?”
 
Sammie walked into the room and saw Lena sitting on the bed in a robe and gave a start, causing the tiny towel to slip off her breasts. She caught it quickly around mid-stomach, but in the process of trying to retie it wound up flashing her friend fully. Oh shit. With a chuckle she just tossed it to the ground instead of retying it and walked towards her suitcase fully nude.

"Hey you as well and sorry, I mean... what the fuck, it doesn't matter at this point, right?" she said with a wink motioning to her naked body. Her eyes raised when Lena asked her if she wanted to talk about last night.

The phrase sent alarm bells up Sammie's spine and ringing in her brain. Talking was never good. It meant that there was something bad that had happened. Something that needed to be resolved. It meant Lena regretted what had happened. Oh God. Lena was upset and ashamed. Sammie had screwed everything up! Plus talking was the death to lesbian relationships. Too much talk and eventually you hated your partner and there was nothing left to talk about.

She dithered and felt her face flush as she hemmed and hawed. What to do? Well, maybe she could play it off as something that didn't need discussion. Something purely sexual?

"T-talk? I mean, fuck, that was a hell of a lot more fun than masturbating together!" she said with a grin, trying to act normal. She sashayed over to Lena suddenly and leaned down to give her a kiss on the mouth, with just a little tongue to tease her, and turned away to walk to her suitcase with an exaggerated swing of her hips. She glanced over her shoulder at her friend and gave her a sultry smile.

"You were amazing, don't worry. I was very happy. Just don't tempt me right now or we'll never make it out," she cooed with a little wink.

There, just make her think I'm just flirty and oversexed. Just old Sammie finally getting to turn my innuendos into reality. Nothing heavy. Nothing serious. Nothing big to discuss. No need for Lena to break my heart and tell me that she doesn't want to have a relationship. Let her think I'm just treating this like a sexy fling. With her face turned away, Sammie bit her lower lip and let the worry she was hiding show in her eyes as she dug through her clothes.
 
Lena didn’t need a sexual fling with her best friend. Yeah, she had needed some stress relief earlier in the week, but she had gotten that two nights ago. She didn’t need no-strings-attached sex…at least not with someone who was so close to her. She had wanted something more with her best friend, and had set out to try to attract Sammie to her and impress her with how femme she could be...maybe earn herself a first date or something. All the signs that Sammie had had feelings for her were there: Sammie had saved her from Michelle, defended her honor from the big butch and had possessively claimed her from Carlotta. Maybe she had just read too deeply into everything. How could she be so stupid to think Sammie would go for her whether she changed her exterior appearance or not?

Lena had always thought that Sammie was just a big goof that had no filter and just let whatever was on her mind tumble out of her mouth. She had never paid it much attention, few things Sammie said ever rattled her…she thought her friend was just all talk. But she supposed that this was just how Sammie really was: a big horny flirt that couldn’t take anything seriously.

Really? A year of being best friends and she gets little more than a kiss and ‘You were amazing last night’, 'It was fun'?!?!?!?! Well fuuuuccckkkk you. The had had sex last night! Not just hung out and played darts at the bar or something else that was 'fun'. Lena had ingested another woman's cum...willingly....and had liked it. Here she was, quietly agonizing over whether she was straight, bisexual or a lesbian, whether she liked girls in general or was just in love with one really stupid one…and Sammie was just treating this whole thing like it was no big deal. Well, it was a big deal, at least to Lena. The thought of being a lesbian or bisexual hadn't been so scary earlier...she had expected Sammie to be by her side and guide her through this whole minefield. Now she felt like she was all on her own in No Man's Land. What if she really was gay? What if she had jut been suppressing all this stuff since college? Who was going to hold her hand if she needed to tell her family?

She had trusted Sammie with all of her apprehension and insecurities last night, had even gone so far as to let herself have sex with another woman for her first time -ever- and it was just…nothing but a mistake. A foolish mistake that meant nothing to her best friend other than just another good time. The tall athlete glared at the back of Sammie’s head as she sifted through her suitcase. How could she be like this? Treat today like nothing had changed between them? How could her best friend be so insensitive?! She was worse than a man!

“Really Sammie? That’s it? I’m just another notch in your belt?” Lena’s voice cracked at the end of her last question. Unsure of whether she was going to cry or fly off the handle in anger, she decided to just storm into the bathroom before she said something she didn't mean, slamming the door behind her harder than she meant to. She growled under her breath, catching a glimpse at herself in the mirror.

Dumb. You are so dumb right now. It was stupid to sleep with your best friend. You really, really fucked up this time.

With a heavy sigh and a tinge of pain in her heart, she looked away from her reprimanding reflection and slid out of her robe. Maybe some time alone in the shower would make her feel better and help her collect her thoughts. Climbing into the shower, she stood under the hot water for a long time, trying to wash away her stupidity and her shame. She should have guarded her heart better. Should have just not let her hormones get out of control. Should've done a lot of things but hadn't.

Lena was more irritated and mad at herself than at Sammie. She was incapable of staying angry at anyone else for more than an hour...the laid back young woman didn’t have it in her to hold a grudge. Besides, she’d been the one dumb enough to try to seduce her best friend while she was on her lesbian vacation. Sammie had probably just wanted to come out here, go nuts, have tons of lesbian sex, and Lena had just been the closest body last night.

Usually she was quick in the shower. But right now Lena was content to stay there for the next hour til Sammie hopefully took the hint and went down to the beach or something without her. Then she could pack up her suitcase, call a cab and then go down to the airport to see when the next flight back to home was. This was how she usually coped with things: just run away and wait til everything just blew over.

Maybe she wouldn’t go home…then she’d have to deal with Sammie after the week was up and she got back from the rest of her lesbian orgy vacation. Maybe she’d go stay with her parents…they could always use another hand on the farm. Or maybe she’d go fly out to see her little sister and live on her couch for the rest of the summer. Or maybe she could go reconnect with her friends from college and go spend some time hiking in the mountains, out of cellphone service so she wouldn’t even be tempted to talk to Sammie. Then when the summer was over, they could both pretend that nothing happened and be picture perfect professional educators when they had to see each other in the hallways at school. Lena could swear off relationships for the rest of her days and get a dog to fill the void of companionship in her life. It was the perfect plan. Puppies make everything better!
 
Sammie stiffened with her back turned when she heard Lena's angry response. By the time she had glanced back, Lena had stormed into the bathroom and Sammie only saw the door slam shut. Oh shit.

"Lena - no wait!," she said as she got up and ran, uncaring of her nudity, towards the bathroom and stopped short of it. Her hand was raised to pound on the door and she was about to say something else, but she froze, her stomach a twisted knot and suddenly afraid of confronting Lena. She heard the shower turn on and slowly walked back to her suitcase, heart racing and mouth swallowing drily.

She got dressed in a bikini and pulled a wrap over her as she thought. Lena was upset at her for acting like last night was merely a notch in Sammie's belt. Clearly Lena felt like Sammie had seduced her and was treating her like some kind of one night stand. And of course, Sammie's only casually sexy attitude this morning had reinforced that. But what did Lena expect? Sammie shuddered as she thought that perhaps Lena did view their encounter as more than an experimental and drunken sexual liaison between two people that were otherwise just best friends. Had she read her friend completely wrong? Might she actually want more than a physical fling with Sammie?

And just as her hopes were beginning to rise and she was contemplating kicking down the bathroom door to sweep Lena into her arms, the other side of the coin flipped and landed square in her thoughts, shattering her growing fantasy. Or perhaps Lena was horrified that Sammie had seduced her? Had taken advantage of her in their drunken state and abused the trust she had in her friend by coercing her to have sex with her? Maybe she wanted Sammie to apologize and vow never to do it again? Lena had seemed so willing last night, almost eager, but Sammie had been drunk and maybe she had been too aggressive and Lena had just gone along. God, what if Lena felt like she had been date-raped by her best friend!?

Sammie stood near the bathroom in anxious worry, biting her lip and mind spinning in an endless loop with no resolution in sight. Why the fuck was Lena taking so long the shower anyway? Sammie suddenly thought in annoyance. Then she remember her friend's admission about the shower head and her eyebrow went up and she was momentarily distracted imagining Lena pleasuring herself, writhing and moaning a couple feet away. No! Stop that! Bad Sammie! That's not going to help the situation.

She grabbed a piece of paper and a hotel pen and wrote a quick note:

Lena,

I went down to get breakfast. Please find me. I do want to talk.

I didn't mean to hurt your feelings and didn't try to take advantage of you last night. I'm sorry if you thought I did. You aren't just a one night stand to me. I won't do it again if you are worried.

Love, your best friend,
Sammie

There, that was easier than talking in person at least. Sammie's heart still raced as she pulled her sunglasses and a wide brimmed hat on and left the room with a last, nervous glance at the bathroom door.
 
Lena turned off the shower just in time to hear the front door close. Good, Sammie must have finally left. She was starting to turn into a prune in here! Glad to finally get out of the shower, Lena started drying off and put on her robe. She gathered up her few toiletries and dirty clothes to jam into her suitcase. Before packing up completely, she fished a new outfit from her luggage, nothing fancy: just a plain purple tanktop with a white button down tossed over it and left open, and a pair of grey Bermuda shorts. Something nice and comfy for a long plane ride. She rolled up the sleeves, smoothed out her shorts and checked her mane of curly brown hair in the mirror. Not bad, little bit of product and her curls were tamed. Just a touch of eyeliner and she was done, dressed as her usual tomboyish self and ready to go to the airport.

Good, now she just needed a cab and she’d be all set. She moved towards the room phone so that she could call down to the lobby and find out the number for the taxi service. Her hand stopped mid-reach for the phone as her hazel eyes set themselves down upon Sammie’s note.

Great…now Sammie wanted to talk. She thought that she had taken advantage of Lena? Lena had been almost stone cold sober last night. Damnit! She knew Sammie had been drunk!

With a groan, Lena pinched the bridge of her nose to fend off the oncoming headache. This was so stressful. She just wanted to go home and pretend the lesbian vacation from hell had never happened. In two days she had been pawed at and hit on more times than she could count, almost date raped, had been disturbingly close to orgasming on a dance floor with a complete stranger, and had twisted her and Sammie’s friendship into she didn’t even know what anymore. She needed a vacation from this vacation...but as much as she wanted to just turn tail and run, she couldn’t do that to her best friend without at least a little explanation.

A longing look was given to her suitcase. She had been so close to escaping and carrying out her plan to become a hermit. Now she owed it to her friend to at least say goodbye and have a little talk. Well…she could go downstairs, talk to Sammie, then come back and get her things. What harm would it do to delay her plans for a little while? Besides, she could probably use some breakfast before getting on a long plane ride.

So she slipped on her flip-flops and set out to go down to the little restaurant and check for her friend. It didn’t take long for Lena to spot her, she could spot Sammie from a mile away even when her friend was dressed incognito.

“Hey…” She smiled a little bit and slid into the seat across the table from Sammie. Alright…so…talk. “I got your note…” Lena decided to start before she had a nervous breakdown from the suspense. “You didn’t take advantage of me last night so don’t worry about that. I was pretty sober…so I guess I should be the one apologizing for taking advantage of you. I just…I dunno…I thought…” Lena bit her lower lip, looking at Sammie with a pained expression, like she was trying to keep a secret but couldn’t…it was hard for Lena to hide anything from anyone, especially her close friends. But she was still unwilling to admit that she had developed a massive crush on her friend…it was too scary to make the jump without knowing for sure how Sammie felt about her first. “What the hell are we doing Sammie?”
 
Sammie was miserable sitting in the restaurant eating breakfast alone. All around her were happy lesbian couples. Pairs of them, trios, large groups. Woman all smiling and cheerful with their friends or partners next to them, touching and flirting, gossiping about last night, happy and in love. It was painful. And Sammie sat with her egg white omelet and wheat toast, alone, probably forever. She couldn't even be friends with someone without ruining everything. Fuck she should just get a cat and be done with dating.

She sighed and was thankful for her dark sunglasses. Maybe with the sunglasses and the hat pulled down she projected a mysterious air, like a French fashion model, sophisticated, aloof and too cool to mingle with the rest of the mundane and boring ordinary women. If she tilted her head up snootily enough and looked down her nose at them, perhaps they wouldn't think that she was just a loser without a friend. She was giving the room her best haughty look, pursing her lips slightly into a trace of a sneer, nose up letting her sunglasses slide down a bit, when movement next to her startled her.

Shit! It was Lena! Sammie jumped and pushed her sunglasses back up and stared at Lena in shock.

"Hey.. L-lena!" she said, stammering slightly and wondering if she looked as foolish as she felt. "I-i.. was.. sit down." She waved at the chair, biting her lip slightly. Lena started talking and Sammie could see she was bothered and upset as much as Sammie felt. She had been sober last night!? Wow, Sammie had been so drunk she couldn't tell. But that meant Lena knew what she was doing... wait, she wasn't just victim of a drunken seduction and suffering sober regret? Sammie's heart pounded in her chest and she gave her friend a quizzical stare.

"Lena, wait - tell me the truth. Do you regret having sex with me last night?" Sammie said and then winced as she realized she asked the question a little too loud, drawing some glances from the tables nearby. But she bulldozed on, leaning forward towards Lena. "Because, I may have been drunk, but I've wanted to do that with you for a long time. And... um... I was kind of hoping you would want to with me. That's why I dressed all butch and stuff... I wanted you to like me and thought that's what you.... I... This morning I thought you might be freaked out... I'm so sorry I don't know why I can't just say it. I-i... are you straight? Do you even like me?" She got all flustered and red suddenly, tears starting to form in her eyes.
 
Oh no, Sammie was tearing up. No! Don’t cry! Oh God! Panic! Lena didn’t know what to do with women when they cried. She barely ever cried herself! She was a tough girl! The best she could do was wrap children up in her arms and hold them while they cried it out. But that wasn’t particularly helpful to anyone over the age of 10. “Sammie…don’t be sad, please…” Her heart rate spiked. Shit…what should she do? Lena reached over the table, taking hold of her hand, lacing their fingers together to try to make her feel better.

Well say something you dunce before she bursts into tears!

“N-no…I don’t regret last night at all. It was great…better than great. But… Wait…you dressed butch so that I would like you?” Despite the seriousness of their conversation, Lena couldn’t help but chuckle a little bit. What a pair they made, trying to impress one another with their exterior appearances. “Sammie…I think you’re beautiful the way you are. Promise. I thought you were just trying to recreate yourself as a butch and I was trying to be supportive. But if you ever wear your hair back that tight ever again I’m probably going to have to beat you with a stick for being so silly.” Lena grinned, she had always been jealous of Sammie’s hair. The way it was perfectly kept without her even really trying, and had just the slightest bit of waviness to it, it was cute and framed her face so nicely.

“But… I…uh…well…guess I should confess that I dressed up a little more feminine last night because I thought that’s what you’d be in to…” Lena blushed a bit, feeling a little foolish, changing who she was like a high school girl trying to impress a boy she had a crush on. While she wasn’t a stranger to getting all dressed up, tons of make-up and pin-straightened hair just really weren’t her. “Sorry if you’re a little disappointed I won’t be so dolled up all the time…” But if Lena had to spend half an hour doing her hair every day she’d probably scream. She wasn’t a girly girl, not by a long shot; but she was a quite feminine tomboy. Heh…maybe she was bisexual, since she herself was a blend of masculine and feminine.

“I…don’t really know what I am anymore. I still have to figure that out I guess. But…well… I do know that I like you.” Lena offered Sammie a brave little smile. There, she said it…and boy did she feel a lot better. The taller woman visibly relaxed now that she had gotten out how she felt. But that wasn’t enough, she wasn’t going to spend the rest of this vacation competing with other girls for Sammie’s affections.

“We’re already friends…already slept together. Do you want to date me?”
 
Just Lena's touch shored up Sammie's fading control and stemmed the tide of tears that threatened to flood out of her. She sniffed and started to listen to Lena speak. She was still expecting the worst, but as Lena rambled on Sammie did not mind one second of the meandering girl's response as she started to get the direction Lena was headed. She felt like she was watching some Hollywood movie about a hopeless underdog defying the odds. From the pit of relationship failure and despair, suddenly victory and success were achieved! Sammie always cried in those kinds of movies and the emotional impact of the underdog being her was too much to handle.

When Lena ended in her amazing, heart-pounding and glorious request to date her, Sammie burst into a huge smile that turned into a sobbing burst of tears. She practically knocked the table over trying to reach Lena and engulf her in a hug and kiss at the same time. Her fork fell to the floor with a clink that drew eyes and the diners were treated to the sight of Sammie wrapped around her taller friend apparently attempting to make out with her at nine in the morning in the middle of a crowded restaurant.

Somehow, she pulled herself off Lena and looked around, cheeks coloring. She composed herself and sat back down, hand still gripped tightly with Lena's as if she was scared to let her friend out of her grasp. Trying her best to look casual again she picked up the fork and wiped her eyes with a napkin.

"Take that as a yes, you idiot!" she said with a grin now, tears finally retreating as she recovered from her fragile emotional state. "I don't know what you are either, but as long as you are interested in being with me, I'd like to be with you. I've been so worried this whole trip that you are straight and would never date a lesbian. That I'd fallen.. liked a straight girl that would never like me back. That you might fool around to be experimental, but that you'd never really think of me as more than a friend and someone to get off with as a novelty. I... I have been so worried that I have been trying not to feel more than I should. To hope... Shit. I'm the fucking idiot. Argh."

She let out a deep breath. Now a little worried that Lena had caught her near slip when she almost said "fallen in love." She didn't want to freak her new "significant other" out with an obsessive and instant confession of love. She didn't love Lena in that way yet anyways, right? It was just platonic love still she rationalized. There was some difference. Platonic love with someone you were having sex with seemed kind of odd now that she thought about it. Let's hope this wasn't going to be the shortest relationship Sammie had ever had. With her luck and tendency to say the wrong thing, they could be ex-lovers by lunch time.

"Ok.. I'm very happy right now. And I won't hide my feelings from now on, no matter how awkward," Sammie said, squeezing Lena's hands. Of course, she was hiding the whole love thing, but that was TOO awkward to bring up. And besides, she wasn't even sure what she felt there. It was all too confusing dating your best friend suddenly. "But please, just tell me if you feel weird about anything. I have done the lesbian first-time thing before and it is a lot. I don't want you to run screaming for the hills if I can help you deal with anything..." She felt another icy dagger hit her heart. The success rate for that first relationship after you decide you are a lesbian was often not good. Too much baggage and turmoil often led women to end the relationship just because of their own struggles with accepting their sexuality. Oh god. What if Sammie was Lena's break in relationship and she dumped her because she wasn't sure? Stop being neurotic Sammie! Well, fuck it, she'd deal with that when it came up. For now, for today, for hopefully this week, Lena was with her and that was all that mattered.
 
AHHHHH!!! She’s crying!!! Shit, shit, what happened?! She was smiling two seconds ago!

Maybe this is why she had never dated a woman before: Sammie had gone from grinning like an idiot to causing a scene with tears and happy sobs in the restaurant in less than a minute. Lena was very much like a man in how she processed emotions: a little on the slower side…but like a woman she wasn’t afraid to vocalize them once they were all sorted out.

To an outsider it probably looked as though Lena had been trying to stage a restaurant break up with Sammie. The poor tomboyish girl had looked quite uncomfortable while she had been talking about her feelings and the night before. Now the little skinny femme was in tears. It didn’t help that Lena had stiffened and gone wide-eyed in surprise the moment Sammie lunged at her, wrapping the athlete up in an emotion filled embrace as if Lena had been trying to run away from a relationship.

“Sam-“ a bruising kiss swallowed most of her words, ‘Calm-’ and another, deeper kiss made her unable to speak. Sammie seemed content to shove her tongue down Lena’s throat in the middle of a restaurant during the breakfast rush. So with a little chuckle and a smile, Lena just relaxed and tried her best to make Sammie comfortable as she crawled halfway on top of the table to kiss her. It was nice, she had always loved and admired Sammie’s passion and her ability to just throw herself into something with a sort of reckless abandon. While another type of person may find themselves overwhelmed by the sometimes overly emotionally, always big-mouthed and slightly neurotic girl, Lena just saw her friend as a breath of fresh air.

She was a little relieved when the kiss ended, not because she was ashamed of being kissed by a woman…but because she didn’t like being the center of attention in a crowd. By now most of the restaurant was staring at them and Lena had turned the brightest shade of pink. But now the show was over and now everyone could return back to their meals. As embarrassed as Lena’s face looked, her eyes shown with absolute happiness. Sammie was going to date her!!!!! Her heart was pounding in excitement. This was uncharted territory but it would be good. They already had had a year to learn eachother’s annoying habits…which there were surprisingly very few of. Plus they already fought and bantered like an old married couple sometimes. Both girls may just end up being stuck with one another for most of the foreseeable future.

“Yeah…you are a fucking idiot.” Lena grinned, relaxed now and eager to fall back into their usual routine of lovingly teasing one another. “You could’ve just talked to me about it…then we’d have been having sex from day one instead of waiting until now.” The taller girl winked.

Lena’s teacher ears had caught Sammie’s partial declaration of love. There were only so many ways to end the sentence ‘That I’d fallen…’ and she could only assume that Sammie was stuck in the same weird place that she was. They had loved eachother as friends for quite awhile now…and now they were at this strange part in their relationship where they were having sex and just somehow skipped over the whole dating thing. Well...they could figure it out when the time came. But Lena had the feeling that the words would come sooner rather than later; she was so used to saying them without a second thought.

“I’ll tell you if I feel uncomfortable about something, promise. But I don’t want you to worry too much. I’m a big girl, I can handle it.” Lena smiled. She wasn’t a 16 year old kid battling with their emerging homosexuality. Nor was Sammie the first girl she had ever kissed. She wasn’t going in totally blind to the whole thing either. Some of her teammates in college had been lesbians. While she had never experienced the burdens that came with being out of the closet herself, she had a decent notion of what she was getting into. The harassment, the discrimination, having family turn on you just because of who you loved. She wasn’t scared, Sammie made her brave and Lena wasn’t going to be ashamed or hide the fact that they were together. Even now she didn’t seem to particularly mind that they were holding hands in public.

Granted, at the end of the day, Lena was fairly conservative with PDA. Sammie could probably expect the same chaste kisses on the lips and cheeks that she had given her ex-boyfriends in public. Lena would probably still horse around and be eager with hugs, but if Sammie wanted a full blow make-out session in public that wasn’t going to happen unless the athlete was drunk or they found a secluded place.

Having felt that the spectacle between the odd lesbian couple was over, a waitress finally braved the table. She brought a fresh bunch of silverware for Sammie and took Lena’s order for breakfast. The taller girl already knew what she wanted, she always got eggs over easy, two links of sausage and some toast whenever she went out for breakfast.

“So…we’ll have breakfast, I’ll go change and then we can go down to the beach again?” Lena smiled at her friend, lightly running her thumb over the side of her hand. As much as she would love to consummate their new relationship right now, Lena needed a little more time to recover from the sexual marathon they had had last night.
 
Sammie was practically beaming during the rest of breakfast. She was still unwilling to let go of Lena's hand, but reluctantly had to when her food arrived and Lena needed to eat. She thought it was cute how embarrassed Lena got with their kiss and even their holding hands in public. There was certainly some lingering awkwardness as PDA with another woman, but Sammie knew that Lena was always a bit shy in public about kissing and touching, even with Paul. It wasn't her style to show emotion like that in public, although when she got on a dance floor she certainly seemed to be a lot more comfortable oozing sexuality. Sammie wasn't into excessive PDA either, but she did love feeling comfortable enough to kiss and hold her partner's in public. Especially in the beginning of a relationship, it felt so good to be able to kiss whenever and wherever you wanted. Mhmmm.

As they ate, Sammie suddenly grinned, imagining Lena's embarrassment of re-enacting their romantic, sunset swim from the other night, this time with a full on kiss at the end instead of awkwardness. Yes, playing with Lena as her girlfriend on the beach today was going to be a lot of fun, as long as Lena wasn't too shy and afraid to kiss her and act like a newly dating couple in public. Sammie would have to work on her friend's resistance, subtly of course. Sammie could be subtle at times, right?

As much as she wanted to go back upstairs with her friend and have a repeat of last night, Sammie was also looking forward to spending a long, leisurely day with her new lover and girlfriend as an open couple. She wanted to drag her friend down to the sand right now in fact! But it was annoying that Lena hadn't dressed for the beach and had to change.

Her eyes narrowed as she looked at Lena's clothing. Fully dressed as if she was ready for travel.

"Wait, Lena... where were you going? I mean before we had this talk? Were you leaving?" asked Sammie with a confused look. She wasn't upset if that was the case, in fact it made her more happy that they had had this breakfast conversation and settled things. But it was a pretty good reminder of how badly she'd fucked things up by not talking with Lena more.

"Ok, you need to go change before I burn all your travel clothes so you can't leave until I let you!" joked Sammie with a mock glare at Lena. "I'll grab some loungers at the beach and we are going to have fun today. Finally a day with no secrets!"
 
Lena would sneak glances at Sammie like a lovestruck teenager throughout their meal. It was nice to not have to hide her blossoming feelings anymore. The best part of a relationship was usually the beginning. But Lena was sure that they’d keep each other on one another’s toes for a very long time. Sammie’s sex drive seemed to match hers and Lena was thrilled to have a partner that could keep up with her.

Sometimes she’d catch a glint in her new girlfriend’s eye or a mischievous grin. Those couldn’t possibly be good. She could only imagine the dirty things running through her friend's mind. Though they were probably not half as dirty as all the ones Lena had, she was contemplating the logistics of lesbian sex. She’d have to do some ‘research’ when they got back home…figure out more of this lesbian sex stuff in greater detail….for erm…scienctific purposes…and of course pleasing her new girlfriend. Heh…Lena had a ‘girlfriend’. She turned the word ‘partner’ over in her head a couple of times. It sounded so formal to her. Hmmph…no…she liked ‘girlfriend’ better.

She blushed a bit at Sammie’s question about why she was dressed the way she was. Awkward… “Yeah…I was just…kinda going to go home…you know me, like to be a hermit if things get rough.” Lena shrugged a bit, she knew one of her problems was that she tended to run away and hide when things got out of control. Fights usually left the laid back girl feeling overwhelmed and seeking a quiet place to compose herself. That was the whole reason she had come out here in the first place: to just leave thoughts of Paul and their failure of a relationship behind her. “Plus I thought…well…nevermind. All that matters is I’m still here and I’m very happy to be with you now. But I agree, no more hiding stuff from each other anymore!” Lena smiled, a genuine one. She had been off and on with Paul for so long that she didn’t feel like Sammie was just a rebound. Lena really liked her…everything about her, even with her quirks and shortcomings, Sammie was probably the best friend Lena had ever had and definitely the best lover she had ever taken.

“But alright, I’ll go get changed before you start destroying my clothes. You already broke one article of my clothing last night, how much more of my wardrobe do you want to be billed for?” She grinned and teased before standing up, sauntering over towards Sammie to give her a light kiss on the lips goodbye. “I’ll see you in a little bit.” With that, Lena made her way back up to their hotel room.

Once in the room, she started digging through her suitcase for another bikini. Where the hell was that cerulean blue one…? Hah! There is it! Jammed in the bottom of her luggage. She triumphantly held up the blue string bikini that left little to the imagination. Most of the bikinis Lena had brought were sporty and practical, but she did pack a couple of sexier ones that she hadn’t worn since college. She had a feeling that Sammie would like this one: something she could untie and take off of Lena without any assistance.She double bow-tied the side strings at her hips so that it didn’t accidentally come lose.

Before she could do her top, there was a knock at the door. Figuring it was just Sammie coming up to try to flirt with her, Lena opened it up without a second thought. Only it wasn't Sammie at the door...it was a poor little delivery boy. With a squeak, Lena tucked herself back behind the door, blushing almost as bad as the young man.

"Uh..." Slack jawed and surprised that he had just been flashed by a gorgeous set of D's, the young man was busy left wondering why all his deliveries weren't this exciting. "I was...er...I...have...a delivery? For Lena Javo-...Jervor-...Javokek?" What the hell kind of last name was that?

"Javorcek...close enough." Lena offered him a little smile, accepted the package with a little bit of confusion and shut the door. She breathed a sigh of relief...alright, no more answering doors topless.

Curious as to what on earth she could possibly be receiving in the middle of vacation on a tiny little island, Lena opened up the brown box. Her eyes went wide...it was the purple strap on from the night before! Shit she needed to hide that thing before Sammie found it...she didn't think her poor vagina could take any sort of rough treatment for at least another day...maybe two. So she tossed it into her suitcase and closed the flap. Damnit...she had so many clothes already packed in there that it didn't shut all the way. Well maybe Sammie wouldn't see it and she could just tell her about it tomorrow as a pleasant little surprise. Good plan! Now to finish getting dressed!

She placed the top up on her chest and did the ties around her neck and back in a much simpler knot than her bottoms; just so that Sammie would have no trouble pulling it loose. Before going downstairs, she washed the light make-up off her face and grabbed a hair tie so that she could put her hair back later, before they went swimming. She tied a bright orange, partially see-through wrap around her hips and was all set to go back down to the beach and find her friend.

The bikini top did little to keep Lena’s large breasts from moving. They bounced and jiggled a bit more than usual as she walked along the rows of loungers in search of her friend. She could feel several pairs of eyes on her as she made her way towards Sammie, but she shrugged it off. The only eyes she cared about were a pair of dazzling blue ones.

“Heya. Miss me?” Lena called as she approached her lounging friend. She leaned down, gave Sammie a light kiss on the cheek and then settled into the seat her friend had saved her. “Maybe if you’re good I’ll even let you put sunscreen on me today.” Lena grinned as she noticed Sammie’s head tilted in such a way that she could only assume that her friend was staring at her scantily clad breasts underneath her sunglasses.
 
Sammie was giddy on her walk down to the beach, a spring in her stride for the first time all morning. She smiled at other women that she passed, confidently repeating to herself that her girlfriend was cuter than that person. Her girlfriend. The word seemed unreal to say in the context of Lena. So much so that she almost wanted to pinch herself and make sure she wasn't in bed dreaming this whole morning. Sammie couldn't imagine a better person to date. Unlike so many of her relationships, started off a drunken hook-up or a blind set-up, she actually knew Lena very well and understood exactly what she was getting into. She had loved her as a friend before the sex funny business started and it was a strange feeling to have at the start of new relationship.

Sammie picked a pair of prime loungers and settled herself in, immediately taking her top off. She lay for a while, enjoying the cooler sun of the morning and ordering some non-alcoholic drinks to get started while she waited for Lena to arrive. She regarded her B cup breasts with a skeptical eye, wondering yet again if Lena really liked them or they were too small. She pressed them together tentatively, wondering if as C cups they might be better. She didn't need more than C cups most likely. Was her left breast noticeably bigger than her right one? She always had thought so and now she felt like the difference was more apparent. She was squinting, comparing the two, when motion startled her from the side. She let go of her breasts like hot coals and glanced up guiltily, her worried expression turning into a big grin as she realized it was Lena. How to explain to your new girlfriend that you weren't fondling your breasts alone in public? Better not even try.

"Hey Lena! I was- umm.... here have a seat!" said Sammie pointing at the lounger she had scooted right next to her. She let Lena kiss her, getting a little thrill at that casually intimate gesture and watched as her friend settled in. Damn she had on a sexy bikini today, none of that sports bra bullshit from the past two days. Her D cups were practically spilling out, an almost 360 degree view of the globes visible around the small pieces of fabric that stretched to contain them. Sammie found herself staring at them, fascinated at the way they moved and shifted as Lena settled in.

"Sunscreen?" she whispered back, too distracted to understand for a second. Then she shook her head and looked up. "Y-yes, lots of sunscreen for you. Particularly - all over! Let's get that top off so I can coat you properly." She said the last with a little grin as she sat up and opened a bottle, spreading a large amount over her hands. She placed her palm on Lena's stomach, smearing a large glob of sunscreen on her belly and starting to work it it. "Come on, top off so I get it all covered."
 
Oh Sammie, always so self-conscious of her breasts. Lena would trade a pair of functional Bs for her always-in-the-way Ds in a heartbeat. The athlete’s breasts were so large that it was impossible to do anything other than walk or lounge while wearing a string bikini. Otherwise they’d just be jiggling all over the place like a pair of breasts in an episode of Baywatch. And nobody wants that now do they? Sammie was silly to want such large mounds on her narrow frame anyways. Her lithe friend probably wouldn’t be able to pull off such large cups. Plus Lena was rather happy with the breasts her friend had; they weren’t too imposing for the girl who was new to the whole lesbian scene.

She smiled as Sammie stammered out her agreement that Lena needed some sunscreen. The taller girl laid back and wriggled around a little bit in her lounger, just to get comfortable of course, the way her body writhed in a way similar to how it had last night in the throes of passion was just a side effect. She smiled and heaved a happy little sigh as Sammie began working her hands up and down her lightly muscled stomach with the warmed up lotion. Her friend’s touch was soothing; gentle with just a little bit of extra pressure that was strangely reassuring. Sammie liked her and it was evident in the loving way she caressed Lena’s body.

For whatever reason, she felt like she was playing with fire. Sammie was enjoying stroking her stomach a little –too- much. Those naughty hands drifted low, running so close to the strap of her bikini bottom that Lena shivered and bit her lower lip. She’s just making sure the lotion gets everywhere… She’s not trying to cop a feel in front of all these people, at least, not yet anyways. What was the worst that could happen? Sammie wouldn’t blatantly fondle her in public…would she?

Hmm…her friend –had- been fondling her own breasts just moments before. A little warning might be good.

“You better –behave-…I’m watching you.” Lena smirked and flung a stern little glare at Sammie. With just two graceful little tugs, her ties came undone. The straining fabric now rested limply over Lena’s voluptuous mounds. She dragged the cloth away, light brown nipples hardening as they were exposed to the slightly cooler morning sun.
 
Sammie was having fun rubbing in lotion all over Lena's flat stomach, feeling the ridges of her abs as her fingers glided along her friends bikini bottom line. She just loved the feel of Lena, so athletic and strong, yet so feminine at the same time. She inched higher as Lena obligingly removed her bikini top; clearly her friend wanted Sammie to do her entire front!

Sammie paused to recoat her hands with lotion as she let her eyes drink Sammie's unrestrained breasts in again. Despite the fact she had played with them for hours last night and literally fell asleep on them, they were breathtaking. So interesting, she felt like she could stare at them for hours. And she wanted to touch them again so badly. She coyly looked around the beach. It was just after 10am and it was starting to get crowded, not crazy by any means and there was no one that close to them.

She rubbed up to the bottom of Lena's breasts, where they hung down and met her stomach, circling them and doing her sides. She let her fingertips brush against them lightly as she circled and then ran a hand up the valley between them to start to do Lena's shoulders and upper chests, teasingly avoiding her breasts.

"Hmmm... I think I have most of your front done now," Sammie whispered, glancing around the beach again. "But I missed two spots. I can't leave you exposed to the sun and think I'd do a better job than you, given I can make sure everything gets fully rubbed in." She licked her lips and grinned at Lena.

"You won't mind will you? I'll be fast... and its a lesbian beach here today. No one will care," she added, squirting another large helping of sunscreen on her hands. While Sammie wasn't into PDA, she did get a bit of a thrill with doing sexy things in public. The risk of getting caught, the exhibitionist thrill of it, the fact that other people were around. It was a little weakness of hers that past girl and boyfriends had exploited before into embarrassing situations.
 
Lena shivered a bit as those hands that had given her so much pleasure the night before ran so lightly against the edges of her breasts. It was torturous. Sammie’s hands barely glanced over her mounds, like she was avoiding them on purpose just to drive Lena up a wall! What a cruel, cruel woman she had gotten herself involved with!

Hazel eyes shut as Sammie glided her fingers from her shoulders down to the upper part of her chest. Well…this was a little better. It was always relaxing to have your shoulders rubbed. But then her friend’s hands went lower and lower… Lena arched her back a bit, expecting Sammie to finally stop tormenting her and just end this little game by finishing with her breasts. A little whimper snuck it’s way out of her throat when her evil hands stopped just short of the fuller curves of her mounds.

Really?! Was that necessary? Mean! Sammie was so mean to poor, innocent Lena.

“I’m pretty sure you had enough lotion to finish. I’m never going to get tan with all this sunscreen!” Lena smirked and opened her eyes just so that she could mock glare at her friend as she paused to squirt another batch of lotion into her hand. Sammie was killing her with all this teasing. Her nipples were no longer hard because of the loss of body heat, they were hard because they just wanted Sammie to play with them. Just for a little while of course…enough to take the edge off of the sexual tension that was growing between them. Lena could feel the muscles in her abdomen twitch with want. Knew that she was slowly growing wet and aroused even though she had thought last night would have left her sex drive sated for at least a week.

“I don’t mind. But fast…really fast…” Lena didn’t want Sammie to be fast. She wanted her to take her time fondling her breasts, to be subtle and not draw attention to themselves. But Lena knew that her friend was about as subtle as an overenthusiastic soccer mom with an air horn and a cowbell. Coupled with Lena’s own inability to be quiet, they were sure to make a spectacle of themselves if her friend wasn’t careful.
 
Sammie gave Lena a mock frown as she took one of her friend's large breasts in both her slender hands. Her fingers and palm glided over the soft mound, lifting it gently to get every inch of her breast covered in lotion while she avoided the nipple.

"You can't rush sunscreen, you can never be too safe. I like to make sure I'm very thorough," she said in a whisper, grinning at Lena as she started to finally circle her hardened nipple with her fingertips. She was purposely cruel, rubbing that almost throbbing bud so soft over and over again before grasping it firmly between her finger and thumb and rubbing it up and down, pulling it longer and making it even harder.

Sammie squirted another handful of lotion on her hands and moved to Lena's other breast, repeating her thorough kneading and massage of that luscious globe as well, now just blatantly rubbing the breast and dropping the pretense of applying lotion. This nipple she teased even worse, blowing on it from a foot away at one point as she pinched and flicked it lightly.

"There... I think those are finally done," she said, pursing her lips and letting her eyes travel down Lena's long and lean body. "Now your legs." Sammie scooted down and lifted one of Lena's legs, placing her knee on her lap and spreading them as she sat between her friend's legs at the bottom of the loungers. With another squirt of lotion on her hands she started to work on Lena's thighs, gliding over the smooth skin and squeezing her friend's muscled legs before turning to a lighter touch on her inner thigh. She worked up teasingly and was soon running her fingers along the line of Lena's bikini bottom, knuckles grazing against Lena's mound that was barely covered with the thin fabric of the bathing suit.

"You have to make sure you get under the edges as well, as the suit can slip," Sammie purred as one finger tip burrowed under the line of Lena's bathing suit down by her ass cheek. She slid that intruding digit up underneath the bikini, pressing against her friend's slightly swollen lip as she passed. She then shifted that hand to Lena's other inner thigh, knuckles dragging over the top of Lena's mound and brushing unsubtly against her clit that was easy for her to find through the thin fabric.

"Aren't you glad you have someone that cares about your skin like I do?" Sammie asked with a teasing grin. She knew her fingers were torturing Lena and was starting to get very turned on herself. She had just fondled her friends breasts in public and was now a half inch from practically fingering her friend on the lounger. And what had started as a playful tease, was now making her wonder how she could covertly do a bit more with Lena. The beach wasn't that crowded yet, she thought, glancing around again with a mischievous grin.

As she finished Lena's other thigh, spending lot of time right by her bathing suit again, she suddenly stood up and placed two towels on the sand in front of them. She grabbed an extra one to use as a blanket and beckoned Lena with her finger.

"Whew, it's a little hot, why don't you come and lie down here next to me?" asked Sammie as she lay down on a towel, on her side and with the extra towel draped across her mid-section. She had one arm on Lena's towel and was going to have her friend lie face down on top of it.
 
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