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

[Dark Prince]

Sammie was expecting some teasing from Lena, in fact she was looking forward to it. What she got was crueler than she could imagine, all teasing but not even one little rub of the spot that most wanted to feel a touch! She was thankful the shower was running so Lena couldn't tell how wet she was from her washing, but Sammie's panting and begging eyes probably gave Lena a strong idea.

"L-lena.. oh you bitch," Sammie said with a sigh, letting her own hand plunge down to slide between her legs. She rubbed herself quickly for a minute, fingers circling her aroused clit as she wondered if she had enough time for a quick orgasm. Then she groaned and turned off the water, realizing that unlike Lena she needed some time to get ready and do her makeup.

Sammie grabbed a towel and dried off quickly, before wrapping it around herself to hurriedly start to apply some makeup. Now that she knew Lena liked her as a femme, she quickly did her best to make herself as feminine and pretty as possible for her hot date. Really their first date now that she thought about it! Of course the stupid hotel towels were so small that this one slipped off her breasts immediately, leaving her topless as she worked on her face. She just hoped Lena didn't walk in and get the wrong idea and slow her down again! Now a quick blowdry, she didn't have time to do it fully so her straight hair would be a little more wavy than normal and slightly damp for a while. Hopefully Lena wouldn't mind. Finally satisfied she headed to the bedroom and found Lena pretty much ready to go and looking mouth wateringly sexy in her black dress. Fuck, her girlfriend was all legs! And boobs. Yummy.

"Shit! You are fast!" Sammie said glancing at the clock nervously. She had hung up her only nice dress at least and didn't have to iron it. It was a short and tight paisley cocktail dress and she shimmied into it and regarded herself in the mirror. Not bad, although without a bra on it definitely made her chest look smaller than she'd like. Oh well. With a grin she realized she hadn't put on any underwear either. She was about to go get a thong but Lena seemed impatient, so Sammie tugged her skirt down as low as it would go, which was maybe her upper thigh, and then quickly slipped on some blue heels that matched the dress. At last, she raised her hands to show Lena her outfit.

"Ok, ok, I'm done! Really! And we are only five minutes late!" she said with a smile. "I look horrible, I know, but you gave me no time after distracting me in the shower! Let's go before I strip you out of that black dress and order room service!"

 

[Javorcek]

Since Sammie was going to take –forever- to get ready, Lena spent a little more time than usual doing her hair and make up. Which she supposed the extra time was good…her hair had decided that it didn’t want to cooperate this evening. After a little bit of product and a whole lot of mumbled curses, she managed to get the unruly curls into perfect little waves that cascaded down past her shoulders. She managed to even get a bit of mascara on without smearing it by the time she heard Sammie come out of the shower. Lena had been double-checking her work in the mirror, and now that her girlfriend was finnaaalllyyy out of the bathroom, she turned around to face her.

Her black cocktail dress was simple but obviously tailored to be worn for a more fun night out rather than a truly formal affair. The neckline ran low enough in a deep vee to show off plenty of cleavage, but the dress itself didn’t have any type of support built into it. Thankfully the straps were about the same size as Lena’s lacey black bra, so the fact that she was wearing one was unnoticeable at first glance. The dress cinched in at the waist, balancing Lena’s large breasts with her wider hips and toned rear. The hem of the dress ran a little high for her conservative liking, stopping high up her mid-thigh to show off her long, shapely legs that a pair of black sling-back heels made even longer! The only bit of color she wore to brighten the whole outfit up was a thick white watch and a silver necklace.

“Geeze you’re still not dressed?! Come on lady! I had time to iron my dress –and- put on makeup” Lena laughed, shaking her head in disbelief. She would have figured after all the time Sammie had spent in the bathroom she would’ve managed to sneak her dress on sooner. It was a wonder that Sammie showed up to school on time to teach, considering she was almost always late when they were supposed to go out somewhere. Lena turned back to the mirror to fuss with her hair a little more before the clicking of heels on the floor told her that Sammie was probably finally finished.

That dress was…wow. She always liked seeing Sammie in patterns, the smaller girl easily pulled them off well. Lena’s breasts made her unable to wear anything other than pinstripes and she was usually confined to wearing colorful solids. But as much as Sammie complained about her small breasts, they definitely let her look good in just about anything. A happy little grin crossed her lips as Sammie’s long, toned legs were shown off. Lena had a thing for athletes and all though her friend wasn’t as muscular all over as she was, Sammie definitely had very nice, shapely legs from soccer.

“You look wonderful you spaz! I’m surprised you managed to do your makeup so quick.” To anyone else, the comment might sound sarcastic, but the athlete was actually pleasantly surprised that her more feminine friend had managed to get ready in almost a half hour. Lena smiled and gave Sammie a light kiss on the cheek, not chancing anything more intimate before her new girlfriend really did strip her out of her dress. “You’re absolutely beautiful Sammie…now let’s go before I pounce on you.” With a smirk, Lena gave her butt a playful little whack to make her lead the way. She could’ve sworn that she felt bare skin under there…hmm…well maybe Sammie was just wearing a thong.

 

[Dark Prince]

"You are beautiful, not me," Sammie replied with a smile, flushing slightly at Lena's compliment. She didn't know what her sexy friend liked about her, but she liked hearing those kinds of words from her. And that little smack on her ass made her jump slightly as she gave Lena a mock pout over her shoulder. Her skin tingled where Lena's palm had struck her and she shivered slightly at the thrill of that aggressive touch, feeling heat begin to grown between her thighs again. This was going to be a long night and she suddenly regretted not wearing underwear; if Lena kept this up she'd be dripping on her thighs in no time in this ridiculously short dress! The cool air on her nether lips was a constant reminder as they walked to the elevator that she had nothing on and was a couple inches away from indecent exposure if she wasn't careful. And the sudden flush she felt at the idea of accidentally flashing people wasn't helping calm her down.

As soon as the elevator doors shut, Sammie pounced on Lena before her more athletic girlfriend could jump her. She caught her by surprised and pushed her against the wall as her lips engulfed Lena's and urgently kissed her, not caring about their lipstick for a second. They'd have plenty of time to fix that in the taxi ride to the restaurant. One of Sammie's hands slipped down and under Lena's short dress, sliding up her inner thigh to cup her friend's mound over the thin fabric of her panties. "This is for the ride up, you tease," she whispered as the ding of the elevator door caused her to release Lena and step back. She quickly adjusted her dress as the doors opened to the lobby and strode out, leaving Lena to follow in a more disheveled state.

They grabbed a taxi to the restaurant, Sammie using a mirror from the small clutch she had brought to quickly fix her smudged lipstick as she smirked. "I am beginning to hope this will be a quick meal, I can't take my eyes off of you," she finally said with a sidelong glance at her tall friend. Lena's curly hair hung around her friend's face like a halo and her hazel eyes seemed to sparkle back at Sammie. The short dress rode up in the back seat of the cab and it seemed like Lena was baring her entire leg to Sammie's hungry eyes. And those luscious breasts bounced and swayed slightly as the taxi bumped over the tropical island roads to their destination. Fuck she wanted to kiss her again, but only her annoyance at just having fixed her lipstick held her back.

Soon the restaurant appeared. It was perched on a small cliff overlooking a scenic cove, palm trees and tropical flowers surrounding it. One of the more intimate and romantic restaurants on the island and the sun was starting to head for the horizon to create the perfect mood for a meal on the large deck.

 

[Javorcek]

Lena was all set to behave and keep her hands to herself until dinner was over, but Sammie seemed to have other ideas. “Eek!” The tomboy let out a feminine squeal as the little push sent her off balance, knocking her tall frame into the wall of the elevator. While she was usually pretty good on a pair of heels, it was very difficult to stand up straight if certain people were knocking her around in them! Before she could voice her displeasure at being manhandled in such an outfit, Sammie’s lips engulfed hers in a searing kiss that emptied her mind of everything other than the girl she was with. So distracted by their frantic kiss, the taller girl didn’t even notice that Sammie’s hand was halfway up her skirt before it was too late.

Her sex immediately began to throb, her hips arching forward, seeking more touch, more pressure. But just as things were starting to get good, that stupid elevator came to a halt in the lobby floor, leaving Lena to yank the hem of her dress back down and try to get a hold of herself. Her legs were a little unsteady and she had the faint notion that Sammie’s darker lipstick was smeared all over hers. Sigh…Sammie was making Lena into a constantly horny, disheveled mess. Two teases shouldn’t be allowed to date, it just made for constant sexual frustration.

She tried her best to clean up the edges of her lips with her index finger very quickly before stepping out of the elevator, trailing right after Sammie. The whole way out to the taxi, Lena’s eyes were glued to her friend’s rear. Had she always checked out Sammie like this and never noticed? Or had she been staring at women’s asses for as long as she could remember and never really paid it much mind before? She shuddered a bit at the thought that her wandering eyes were no better than her ex-boyfriend’s. Then she chided herself for staring at Sammie like a 16 year old boy, trying to yank her eyeballs upwards toward a more respectful place. There…her friend’s almost bare shoulders, that was a good place. Something that was alluring without being overly sexual, perfect.

The whole cab ride over, Lena’s hands weren’t as good as behaving as her eyes were. Her fingers kept tracing lightly over Sammie’s thighs, drawing idle little doodles ontop of the silky flesh. “Well you better not be wolfing down your food just in hopes of getting me out of this dress any faster,” Lena had leaned over, and was whispering conspiratorially in her friend’s ear. “Besides…it’ll be worth the wait.” With a naughty little grin, Lena flicked Sammie’s earlobe with her tongue before sitting up straight on her side of the cab.

As the cab pulled up to the breathtaking restaurant, the driver got out to help both women out of the taxi. After settling the cabfare and giving the man a tip, Lena wrapped her arm in Sammie’s…though when the position didn’t work since Lena was taller, she switched the way they were linked so that it was Sammie’s arm that was holding onto her’s.

“It’s so strange dating someone shorter…but I like it.” Lena smiled and walked with her into the restaurant and up to the maître d'. The lesbian pool party seemed to have expanded from the hotel all the way to this more remote restaurant. While there were more traditional couples, there was also a large gathering of lesbian couples on dates.

The only seat available was on the deck, which Lena didn’t mind one bit. It was rather comfortably cool outside now that the sun was going down anyways. They ended up getting seated on the edge, right against the railing so that they had an unobscured view of the setting sun and could hear the soft crashing of the waves as they hit the cliff face.

“Really lucked out huh?” Lena smiled. She was very excited to spend a nice, romantic evening together and wind down from the last couple of nights of drunken partying. She did glance over the wine list though, a couple of glasses of something that wasn't hard liquor wouldn't kill them. “Feel like splitting a bottle? Something red or something white?”

 

[Dark Prince]

"Lena," mewed Sammie as her girlfriend began to tease her in the back of the cab. Their driver was probably getting an eyeful, especially when Lena leaned over and began to kiss her ear. Fuck, she knew exactly where all her weak spots were already. Sammie felt her body melting like butter as Lena's fingers traced around her thigh. Her dress was so short that Sammie was worried Lena would discover her naughty secret, that those teasing fingers were inches aware from her bare and now moist nether lips!

"Shit, I'm going to have to tie you up and spank you until you learn how to behave," said Sammie with a groan and playful push of her bigger friend away from her, exhaling in relief at getting those fingers away from her upper thigh.

Getting out was a little tricky as Sammie didn't want to flash the driver, though the man certainly was eying her like he was hoping for one. She let Lena pay and then they walked into the restaurant arm in arm, like a real couple! She couldn't resist a quick kiss as they entered and were shone a table right by edge of the deck with a spectacular view of the ocean and setting sun.

They were soon sipping white wine and sitting next to each other, their chairs pulled to the same corner of their table so they could both enjoy the view. A white tablecloth draped around Sammie's legs to reach the floor, providing some extra coverage as her damned short dress kept riding up and threatened to bare her to the service staff that popped up. Teasingly, she placed that tablecloth over Lena's lap slightly and then slipped her hand under it to slide up Lena's inner thigh as she leaned into her friends shoulder, admiring the view. She let her fingers trace circles just below Lena's panties as she sighed again.

"You are so amazing," she said at last, glancing up at Lena with sparkling eyes and a big smile. "I can't believe this worked out... after all my... insanity... that you are really dating me."

 

[Javorcek]

“You make it incredibly difficult to behave…” Lena whispered as she brought a hand down to take Sammie’s naughty one. She laced their fingers together and moved them away from right between her legs and down towards her knee. There…now she didn’t have to worry about getting so turned on that she jumped Sammie’s bones in the middle of a crowded fancy restaurant while they were sharing a romantic moment together. She blushed a bit when Sammie called her amazing, giving her just a tiny nudge and a kiss on the cheek.

“You’re pretty amazing yourself. And as crazy as you are…I wouldn’t want to be with anyone else.” Lena smiled back. Perhaps crazy wasn’t the right word…passionate? Driven, eccentric maybe? Eccentric enough to assault two women with a dildo in her quest to gain Lena’s affections? Okay…maybe Sammie was a –little- crazy. But Lena absolutely adored her friend, even all of her little idiosyncrasies.

For a moment, the words ‘I love you’ flashed in her mind. And while Lena didn’t dare utter them, she definitely thought them. She had loved Sammie for quite awhile, the way best friends or family do. But now it was different, now she had feelings for Sammie of a non-platonic nature. Was it too early to say ‘I love you’? They had been best friends for a year already…but technically this was their first date. Yeah…too soon to say it…she’d hold onto it. Maybe save it for when they got back home and had settled back in to their regular lives.

Once their dinner came, Lena didn’t have to worry about her blossoming feelings any longer. They spent the rest of dinner debating the pros and cons of standardized testing, teacher accountability and No Child Left Behind. Lena tended to be a hard ass and would’ve gladly given students that dicked around in her class 0’s…but their school mandated that a student couldn’t receive a grade lower than a 50. But as much as she pushed her kids, she knew that Bio was a hard subject and was always available to them after class, staying late, running review sessions even though she didn’t have to, doing everything she possibly could to get them to pass without totally babying them.

It was nice to date another educator, someone who understood the stress that came with being a teacher. Who sympathized with the thanklessness of the position, the burdens that came with caring too much and would understand why the laid back athlete would come home and explode into a long tirade of why she both hated and loved her job at the mere question of ‘How was your day?’ Don’t get her wrong, Lena –loved- her job, all teachers did, as much as they bitched and moaned, they loved their work. She was passionate about her subject, enjoyed making a difference in the lives of her students and even though her kids complained that she pushed them too hard, she was proud of them when they passed their standardized tests with some of the highest marks at the school.

Lena was so happy that she was to be dating someone that understood her, that clicked so well with her, that she couldn’t help sneaking glances and stealing kisses as they ate their meals. Which were incredibly delicious by the way! Sammie really lucked out scoring them such an amazing dinner reservation.

 

[Dark Prince]

Sammie was a little disappointed when Lena moved her wandering hand away from her smooth thigh, but in some ways also relieved. The temptation was simply too great to do something rash and embarrassing when her hand lingered that close to Lena's underwear. And the white wine was going down easily, making Sammie's already faltering inhibitions a tottering house of cards. Get a grip, Sammie, this isn't Lesbian Fantasy Island like at the beach. This is a nice restaurant with lots of normal people trying to enjoy dinner. They wouldn't want to see two women making out like this were a high school dance, hands in one another's skirts! She'd have to wait just a bit, but it'd been such a long day already -after the torrid morning that is! All the cuddling, kissing, talking, teasing and changing had made Sammie more aware than ever of how sexy and gorgeous Lena was as she sat next to her.

Sammie soon found herself blushing at Lena's compliment and soft kiss. Her heart thrummed in her chest and she felt like she might purr. Those buried emotions she had battled earlier and transformed into lust resurfaced. Dinner with Lena was just so perfect, even beyond the physical beauty of her new girlfriend. They were such good friends already and had so much in common. They knew how to make each other laugh, were passionate about the same subjects, and already knew -most- of each the other's idiosyncrasies, pet peeves and vices. She loved Lena with all her heart as a friend. And now... wow. How could she not deny that she loved her for real, whatever that meant, as well? Yet the word was just on the tip of her tongue and she couldn't say it though she wanted to. It still felt too awkward to blurt out, too soon and a little obsessive to say to a girl she had technically dated for less than a day! All she could do was tell her wordlessly with her eyes, her smile, her body language and her touch. Drinking in everything Lena said with an adoring gaze, leaning against her friend at any opportunity, letting her hands touch Lena's and squeeze gently and giving her soft kisses when she felt bold.

And dinner was winding to a close so suddenly as the sun peeked out barely above the horizon, bathing the clear sky in a fire of red and orange. Lena simply glowed as Sammie stared at her, the curly brunette's hazel eyes were glowing like hot coals from the lighting and Sammie felt an overwhelming urge to tell her how she truly felt.

"Lena, I-i... I have to say... I think I..," she started, biting her lip and flicking her head to move an imaginary hair. "I think, we....," but suddenly the waiter was there giving them the dessert menus and she was knocked off her train of thought and her alcohol fueled courage evaporated as she glanced at the menu with her mind spinning. She looked back up at Lena and gave a little shrug, hoping her friend wouldn't think she was about to say something as dramatic and likely psychotic as a profession of love. "I just want to be alone with you, as soon as possible. And I didn't wear any underwear tonight." Why she added the last, she'd never know. It just blurted out like many of the stupid things her brain made her do. Maybe she was redirecting the love back into the safer lust and infatuation she could have with a new girlfriend. Sammie's cheeks flushed as she announced it, worried she'd said it too loudly.

 

[Javorcek]

“You think we what?” Lena smiled as Sammie tripped over her words, a sort of pleasantly-buzzed-from-half-a-bottle-of-wine smile. Was her friend really so much of a lightweight that it was so difficult for her to string together full sentences anymore? Or did she have some sort of pressing confession… It seemed the latter, that Sammie was indeed not wearing underwear. Hah! She knew it! Score one for Lena who was the master of the ‘What Kind of Underwear is The Person Wearing?’ game.

What a little exhibitionist her friend was! Sure, Lena had gone commando before, it was an easy way to avoid panty lines in dresses that were meant to be on the snug side. But to do so in such a short dress? That was definitely on the more risqué side…

….Though the newfound knowledge that the only thing separating her from Sammie’s velvety folds was about 6 inches of fabric was kind of a turn on. It definitely was waking up Lena’s sex drive that she had desperately tried to keep dormant throughout their whole dinner. Damn wine…it always went straight to her head…and right between her thighs. She could already feel the maddening tingling and throbbing. You’d think that after already having one orgasm today, she’d be fine…but nope, Sammie just brought out something in her. Or maybe she was making up for the almost year-long dry spell she had had with her ex. Either way, she didn’t care. She wanted to be alone with Sammie too. Right. Now.

“How about…we just skip dessert and head back to the hotel room?” Lena cooed softly as she tucked an errant strand of hair behind Sammie’s ear, leaning over to nibble and nuzzle at the now bared outer arch. “Because I could really go for having you for dessert instead.” Alright, so it was a little cheesy and cliché as far as sexy lines went, but Lena was a little tipsy and a little lovedrunk. At least her tone of voice helped coat the lame statement that could’ve easily come from some two-bit porno. Dripping with want, husky with lust, there was no mistaking that tone of voice that hinted that if they didn’t go home soon, Lena wouldn’t hesitate to ravish Sammie ontop of the dinner table.

The waiter seemed unsure of whether he should interrupt the two lovebirds or not…and was enjoying the little show. Lena caught his eye and motioned him over. “We’ll take the bill, please.” She smiled sweetly, slipping her debit card gracefully out from her bra. This was the best part of having large breasts: she didn’t need a purse to carry her money around. Lena lived pretty frugally, picking up the tab at a nice restaurant wasn’t going to kill her funds. Besides, she had technically been the one to ask Sammie out on the date in the first place.

Once the bill was all settled. She grabbed Sammie by the hand and practically skipped out of the restaurant in her giddy eagerness. Lena had always been a horny drunk! Hehehehe…oh the things she was going to do to her girlfriend tonight!

Calling a cab appeared to be unnecessary, there were already taxis lined up out front, like vultures waiting for drunken tourists to stumble out and need their carcasses to be hauled away. The moment her and Sammie were safely piled in to the back seat of one and on their way, Lena was all over the smaller girl. It was later, the backseat was darker, and the athlete was much more handsy after her wine.

 

[Dark Prince]

Sammie was a twisted ball of emotions. Horny, ready to fuck Lena as soon as possible, definitely! But also dying to somehow tell her friend how much more than just a new girlfriend she already was. Keeping those feelings secret was just killing her for some reason. Every look, every touch and most of all, every kiss, Lena gave her just made her want to blurt out "I love you." It felt like this horrible secret she was hiding from her friend, and the gnawing fear in her stomach was that Lena would freak out and think she was psycho. That Lena didn't share the same emotions.

So Sammie was strangely quiet and a little passive as Lena paid the bill and tugged her out of the restaurant. Drunk and slightly emotional, as she always got, she felt like she was on the verge of some emotional melt down as she continued to try and bury that persistent feeling she had to tell Lena how she felt.

In the dark cab, however, Lena's mouth and hands soon made Sammie forget everything. She wrapped her own around Lena's strong body and pulled her close, sucking her into a deeper kiss as her hands roved her friend's back. One hand slid down Lena's side and found its way between her legs, under her short black skirt, she tickled her friend's panties lightly with her fingertips, finding the slight protuberance of her clit and brushing over it so slightly as they kissed.

"Shit, I can't wait to get you in the room," Sammie murmured, nibbling Lena's lower lip and tugging on it gently. Lena's hazel eyes sparkled back at her as they caught the reflection of headlights from passing cars. So full of yearning as well. But Sammie was searching them for something else, something more. Was it possible that Lena loved her back? Felt the same mad rush of emotion when they touched? Her friend was new to being a lesbian and Sammie wondered how much the taboo thrill of being with another woman drove her interest, versus something deeper.

Enjoy the moment, she thought to herself, fighting a sudden urge to cry. She was thankful for the dark cab as she closed her eyes, hiding the welling of tears, and lunged forward into a deep and aggressive kiss, burying her emotions by overwhelming her senses with the feel and taste of Lena. She pushed her bigger friend backwards and slid her across the back of the cab with the intensity of this new assault, fingers switching from tickling now to rubbing, pushing the now sodden fabric of Lena's underwear into her girlfriend's passage as she rubbed her urgently.

"Fuck I want you, now," she whispered between kisses.

 

[Javorcek]

Lena whimpered, her hips bucking forward. Sammie was not playing fair… She knew that Lena got to be a bit of a handful when she was tipsy. And now that Sammie was getting a handful of her sodden panties, Lena was finding it very difficult to not rip off her friend’s dress right here right now. She tried her best to keep her panting down to a minimum and not alert the cab driver, but keeping any semblance of control over her body was rapidly becoming difficult. It became almost impossible as Sammie just about threw her to the other side of the cab and was now ontop of her, fingers so maddeningly rubbing her aching folds.

“I want you Sammie.” She murmured, choosing to be specific, choosing to let Sammie know that she wanted –her-. Not just this whole whirlwind of sex driven emotions, not just to be fucked by a competent lover. She wanted –Sammie-, wanted her best friend that now just happened to be her lover. The thought that this was all happening with her friend seemed to be what was keeping Lena there and prevented her from having a slight nervous break down that she was slowly committing herself so fully to someone of the same gender. It made Sammie safe…familiar, let Lena relax. Which was important because as the cab came to a stop at their hotel, Lena was starting to become very, very aware that she was going to be doing something she had never done before.

Nerves began to overtake her. And even though she was absolutely devouring Sammie’s lips with her own in the elevator, half of her mind was somewhere else. She was very good at compartmentalizing and logically processing her emotions. But tendrils of fear were starting to sneak their way out of one of their little compartments. Lena wasn’t a virgin, but she certainly felt like one. She was so inexperienced when it came to making love to a woman that it started to freak her out a little bit. Everything they had done was familiar…the kissing, the flirting, hell even the fingering was something she had done before if only to herself. But having her mouth feverishly working on another woman’s dripping wet folds? Nope…can’t say she’s ever done anything like that before.

It’s okay…she’d had oral sex before. She’s received, she’s given. But in all honesty…she absolutely -hated- giving it. It was gross, penises are kind of very, very strange up close. Plus hair in/near her mouth was disgusting. And sperm…well…BLECH! She couldn’t swallow that without gagging.

Aw…fuck…why did she have to like Sammie so much? And why did she have such a strong urge to prove herself? To show Sammie that she could do something so intimate with her.

Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad…Sammie was shaven, she was clean. Lena had tasted her last night, if only a little bit and it hadn’t been that bad… Everything would be okay. Sammie cared about her, this wasn’t some stupid fling. They were dating and they lov-…er…liked each other very very much. Somehow her body had been on autopilot during the whole…emotional processing thing and Lena found herself tangled up in Sammie’s arms, the elevator finally having stopped on their floor.

"Come on...as much as I want you right this second, I think we'll be needing a bed for all the things we want to do." She gave her friend’s rear a playful little squeeze and grinned as she tugged the other girl towards their room.

 

[Dark Prince]

Sammie was drunk, horny and had her sexy new girlfriend in her arms, a woman she was secretly in love with. Life *shouldn't* be any better than right now! But, the damn room was just so far away, it was killing her! First the cab ride, which took forever. While it gave her ample time to tease her friend and soak her panties thoroughly, it only lead to a long walk through the lobby where they had to act composed and not like they'd been furiously making out for fifteen minutes. Then the damned elevator, which was always a fun little play spot these days, but another fucking tease! By the time it opened and Lena was tugged her down the hall, squeezing her ass playfully, Sammie was practically ready to throw her down in the hallway and devour her!

Sammie did, however, notice a slight timidness to Lena in all their frenzied play leading up to Lena's fumbling with the key card at the door. Other way, no flip it not turn it around, silly! Lena normally had a playful wrestling with Sammie over who was topping who. Giving back aggression as Sammie dealt it. Lena had seemed strangely passive in the cab, though, letting Sammie push her around, and then quietly let her push her to the wall in the elevator. Definitely responding to Sammie and kissing her as passionately as ever, just a little reticent to push back and try and take the active role. Sammie knew Lena very, very well at this point, and with a little grin she realized as the door finally opened and they tumbled inside, that Lena might be a little nervous! Awww. The idea was so cute it made Sammie want to just jump her right then and there, but she knew it was probably not the best approach to soothe what had to be some frazzled nerves. Sammie had to remind herself that despite everything they'd done, Lena was in many ways still new to being with a woman. And technically, this would be their first night together as a dating couple. A night with new expectations of what the sex would be like... and what Lena might have to do. Including "dining at the y", which Sammie was very aware that Lena had not tried yet. Ever.

As they entered Sammie grabbed Lena's hand firmly and pulled her deeper into the room, before turning and pulling her close. She stared into her friend's hazel eyes and kissed her softly and gently as she slipped a hand around to rub Lena's lower back soothingly.

"Now that I have you where I want you," Sammie murmured between kisses. "I don't feel like I need to rush anymore. We'll have all night together, finally. We can slow things down a bit... I want to show you some things. Will you be a good girl and do what I say?" She gave Lena her best sultry look as she asked, a sexy grin appearing on her face as she arched one eyebrow slightly. She shook her hand free of Lena's and moved it down to the apex of her taller girlfriend's legs, cupping up over the dress and rubbing her lightly. "If you agree, I want you to strip for me. Slowly." Sammie gave her another kiss and turned to sit on the couch that faced the bed, spreading her legs slightly to reveal her bare sex to her friend as she rested her hands on her thighs.

 

[Javorcek]

The tensed up muscles in Lena’s body slowly began to unwind as Sammie began rubbing the small of her back. Mmm that felt good…it was so odd how such a gentle touch could be so soothing. And it only helped that Sammie said that they were going to slow things down. Though she wasn’t quite sure if that was a good or a bad thing yet. Right now it felt fantastic that the pressure to perform was off…but on the other side of the coin was the increased amount time to agonize over every tiny thing. Had she been this nervous her first time? Hmmm…no…she had been young and stupid and the first guy she had slept with had been just as in the dark as she had been about the whole thing. Now she was older…wiser…and more timid since she was behind the curve.

Lena bit the bottom of her lip when asked if she would be good and do as she was told, biting back a smartass remark. Even though she didn’t really like to be backed into a submissive corner…there wasn’t really anywhere else for her to go. She didn’t know enough to take the reigns and be a top tonight. She –had- to let Sammie lead on this one. So, a little begrudgingly, she nodded her head. “O-okay…” She stuttered as Sammie’s hand began rubbing the entirety of her sex through way to many layers of fabric for the athlete to enjoy it properly.

Sammie had been nice enough to put Lena to a task that she was good at, something to build her confidence and make her feel much, much better about the whole situation. The taller girl knew how to move, knew she had a good body, and wasn’t at all afraid to show it off for a lover in the privacy of their bedroom. So the moment Sammie was all situated, Lena stole one last kiss for courage before slowly sauntering away, her hips began to teasingly sway to a slow beat in her head.

Now out of arm’s reach, she turned back around, smiling ever so sweetly as she began to toy with herself. Her hands tugging at the rich fabric of the cocktail dress, pulling at the deep V-neck so hard that her breasts would’ve spilled out had she not been wearing a flesh colored bra with black lace overlay to keep them back. Finding no release for any sort of bare flesh that way, her hands made their way down, fingertips running over her stomach, down her thighs and to the hem of her skirt. With a little spin, her skirts kicked up, flashing Sammie a glimpse of her black panties before falling back down. Now she was once again facing her back towards Sammie, hands pulling at the hem of her dress, inching it upwards and offering the view of more and more toned flesh until the fabric was bunched around her hips. Lena’s thumbs hooked into the band of her panties and she slowly dragged the sodden fabric down her long legs. She bent over low, wriggling her firm rear in the air back and forth just to tease Sammie with the sight of her puffy, glistening outer lips that were begging to be licked.

Now that her pesky panties were out of the way, she straightened back up, looking over her shoulder and offering Sammie a coy little smile. Lena’s long fingers easily found the zipper of the cocktail dress. She dragged the piece of metal down, revealing inch after tantalizing inch of supple skin. With just a simple roll of her shoulders, the dress slid down several inches before the front got caught on her ample bosom. A little arching of her back and sway of her hips and the whole dress ended up falling off her body, becoming a pool of black at her feet.

She used the tips of her fingers to trace designs lightly onto her soft, tanned skin, teasingly running them up and down her body as she turned around to face her very attentive audience of one. She sauntered right up to Sammie with nothing but a bra on, an almost cocky smile on her lips now that she saw how incredibly horny her little friend was. Her aggressive streak was back! So she pushed the smaller girl against the backing of the couch and eased herself down into her lap. Her hips began slowly undulating, rubbing herself shamelessly on Sammie’s thigh, moaning at the feel of the fabric of her friend’s dress bunching up and grinding into her sopping wet pussy.

Lena leaned down, catching Sammie’s lips in a slow, deep kiss. Distracting her as her fingers came to her bra. As Lena pulled back, breaking the kiss, she pulled her bra straight up over her head and tossed it aside. Her large breasts bouncing right before Sammie’s eyes in their newfound freedom.

 

[Dark Prince]

Sammie was content to sit back and watch the show at first. Her girlfriend was extremely sexy, had an amazing and athletic body, and knew how to dance. While she was confident Lena could do a good striptease based on that, Lena far exceeded her expectations. In fact, within minutes Sammie had spread her legs wider and leaned back against the couch, sliding the fingers of one hand through her dripping sex. Fuck, she was so hot already from the extended teasing of dinner and the taxi ride home. She couldn't believe how wet she was, and her lips felt so swollen. And her clit, Sammie didn't even dare touch that for long right now fearing it would just set her off on an orgasm immediately!

As great a show as Lena was giving her, Sammie started to return by pleasuring herself on the couch. Her free hand was soon cupping her breast over the fabric of her dress, kneading it and pinching her nipples as they poked through the thin material. The hand buried within her thighs was moving faster as she bucked her hips and splayed herself wider with each rub. She brought her fingers to her mouth to lick her own juices off towards the end as she watched Lena finally remove all her scraps of clothing except her bra and sashay towards her.

Technically, Lena was disobeying Sammie's orders a little bit as she straddled her girlfriend, grinding her own wet sex on Sammie's thigh. But, Sammie wasn't going to stop her right now given how turned on she was! She'd cut her sexy girlfriend some slack tonight, but it might be fun to give her a spanking the next time she tried something like that! Sammie's eyes were now fixed on the bouncing, soft mounds hidden in Lena's bra as her friend tried to distract her with a kiss. Lena finally released the clasp and sent her breasts spilling into Sammie's face. Sammie reacted to that tempting sight by pulling Lena to her to bury her face between them before starting to suckle on them hungrily.

"Oh fuck, Lena, that strip was soooo amazing, I'm so fucking turned on," she said between mouthfuls of Lena's breasts. Her hands squeezed Lena's ass cheeks as she held her friend close and took her time with Lena's breasts. Suckling each nipple until it could get no harder, then nibbling them lightly with her teeth. She tugged one lightly in her teeth and then said with a grin, "But you aren't done following orders just yet..."

"Go get on the bed... and lie down on your back," Sammie ordered suddenly, pushing Lena away lightly with an amazing demonstration of restraint and self-control. "We're going to play a little game.. an educational game in fact. And you can't cum, absolutely not, until you ask me if you can." Sammie was smiling mischievously as she plotted what she would do next. Her own first time with a woman had been a little scary, aided by significant amounts of alcohol, but there had been a certain tactic that lover had used that had eased her anxiety a bit by making things more... interactive.

 

[Javorcek]

“I’m glad you liked the show.” Lena couldn’t help but giggle as Sammie dove headfirst into her newly freed breasts. What her friend saw in the large mounds Lena would never understand. But it did feel absolutely amazing. Sammie definitely had a talented mouth. Even the way she nibbled on Lena’s nipples was absolutely perfect “Mmmm…Sammie. That feels amazing….” The taller girl purred, fingers finding their way to the back of her friend’s head to help urge her on. She rubbed and massaged the small brunette's scalp, then grabbed and fisted her hair whenever Sammie did something that felt especially wonderful, like flick her tongue over the sensitive nipple she was nibbling on. Lena arched her back, totally offering up her luscious mounds, head tilting back as she let out a louder moan. Her hips began to rock just a little more insistently against Sammie’s thigh, every fiber of her being was craving more touch. Though apparently all the urging in the world didn’t seem to help get her any closer to an orgasm. Apparently her friend had other plans for her.

“You’re lucky I like you so much… And don’t you think you’re going to be the big bad in control lesbian all the time!” Lena gave Sammie’s bottom lip a little nip before hopping out of her lap. Hmmmph…more orders. Requests she could deal with. Orders were...problematic. She was used to giving them, not taking them. Captain of the basketball team, a dictator in the classroom, a hard ass of a coach...and now she was expected to be a follower instead of a leader?

Pffffft...there was no way that Sammie was going to break her dominant streak. But maybe Lena could play nice for a little bit...as long as the fear that came with inexperience was fresh in her mind anyways.

Lena sashayed her way over to the bed. As toned and athletic as she was, she was still all woman in all the right places. Her breasts bounced and swayed as she crawled into bed, her toned ass jiggling just the slightest bit as she flipped around onto her back. She ended up laying with one leg draped over the other and brought her arms up to cross over her breasts. It was a bit chilly in the room after all, though she wasn’t entirely sure her nipples were hard from the temperature of the room or the thousand images that flashed through her mind as she tried to figure out what Sammie’s ‘educational game’ entailed. Lena had a pretty active imagination and her thoughts ran rampant all over the sexual spectrum, from vanilla sex all the way up to something more…kinky.

“Why do I have a feeling that I’m not going to like your little educational game?” Lena asked, even though she already knew the answer. In truth, she could probably name every piece of the female anatomy, the name of the nerve connected to it and where in the brain the nerve ended. Soooo...as far as the 'educational' aspect of the came, Lena had that covered. But the feeling of impending dislike for this game was probably because one of the ‘rules’ was that she couldn’t cum without permission. And while Lena didn’t mind using some begging to stroke her lover’s ego and get what she wanted, out right asking for permission to have an orgasm was something totally different. It shifted the balance of control in favor of Sammie, giving her smaller friend power over something that Lena would want very, very much.

Well...she'd just have to see what her friend had in mind. And so there she waited...patiently, if only barely, with her head propped up on a pillow. Hazel eyes watching her friend curiously.

 

[Dark Prince]

Sammie grinned at Lena's coment about not liking her game. She stood up and stretched slowly, arching her back like a cat. Lena was definitely bristling at being ordered, a little nervous about what was going to happen, and so cute in her attempts to act confident and in control when she was clearly ready to become putty in Sammie's experienced hands. This was going to be fun!

"You liked my little masturbation game...." she purred as she did her own little strip tease for Lena's benefit. She only had one piece of clothing, her dress, so the show was not very long, but she worked it as best as she could. Grabbing the short hem of her skirt, she teasingly and slowly pulled it up her body, revealing her bare mound and smooth stomach before letting her B cup breasts spring out as she pulled the dress over her head. She stood before Lena, fully nude at last, and swayed her hips seductively, licking her finger and running it down her breasts with a wink. A crooked smile came to her lips as she eyed Lena on the bed and spoke, "All my games are fun. If you play by the rules that is!"

Sammie sashayed closer, imitating Lena's earlier strut, and climbed onto the bed before crawling to her friend. She lay down so she was draped over Lena's stomach, just below the breasts Lena was failing to cover with her hands. Sammie's fingers started to run over Lena's stomach lightly as she coyly smiled up at her friend.

"Here is the game, I'll call it Lena feel, Lena do," she giggled at the silly name she had just made up. "It's really easy, all you have to do is imitate whatever I do as best you can... we can even take turns, where you can do a round. This is how we are going to be arranged, though..."

Sammie winked at Lena and sat up before laying backwards and swinging her legs up towards Lena's head. Rolling onto her side, she reached over and grabbed Lena's hip to roll her on her side to face her as well. Sammie shimmied down slightly, so her head was level with Lena's glistening lips. She grasped Lena's legs and gently bent and spread them, lifting her head to rest her cheek on Lena's inner thigh as her friend's sex opened to her gaze like a flower unfolding. Sammie spread her own legs and let Lena settle in a similar fashion below. Sammie's own lips felt so hot and wet that she imagined Lena would be getting an eyeful and there was no disguising how excited she was to finally have her new girlfriend's mouth inches away from her most sensitive spot.

"Ok, ready?" Sammie murmured. "Just do what I do... but do it to me!"

Sammie started by blowing on Lena's wet folds and raising her fingers to lightly run through them, caressing and touching every furrow and ridge with the softest brush of her fingertips. She was going to go very slowly with her newly lesbian friend, giving her some "hands on" lessons on how to use her mouth on another woman and providing some interactive feedback for Lena when it was Lena's turn to try something.

"That's it.. just follow me... then do something yourself... you can do nothing wrong, trust me," Sammie cooed to Lena as she felt her friend's breath on her and her fingers sliding down her stomach. Sammie's entire body shivered in anticipation and she felt hot desire surge into her as she imagined Lena, hidden from view, leaning in to start her lesson on cunnilingus on Sammie's aching sex.

 

[Javorcek]

Alright, the rules of the game sounded easy enough. Just parrot back the things Sammie showed her. Got it. She could do that no problem. It was the simplest teaching technique in the book and perhaps one of the most effective. Score one for Sammie! Lena had thought that when Sammie moved to sit up, she was just going to kiss her, but instead the other girl started moving around…lower. Now where the friend is her little friend going…

AHHH! VAGINA! Vagina in her face!!!

Lena’s entire body tensed up and she had the sudden urge to throw Sammie off of her and run. Apparently when confronted with a vagina in her natural habitat, the big, tough, tigress Lena freezes up, turns into a baby rabbit, and is unable to escape, ultimately getting eaten alive by the more experienced, vagitarian Sammie. Yes, these are the things that go through her head; she may or may not watch entirely too many documentaries. Hmmm…the voice narrating these thoughts sounded suspiciously like they belonged to Oprah.

Yup…too many documentaries.

Maybe they should just…cuddle…or something. Watch a movie…take a nap…keep their genitalia covered. But a big part of her knew that this was the apex of what lesbian sex was all about. And if she couldn’t do this then she’d lose out on keeping Sammie as her girlfriend and all the potential cuddlefests, romantic evenings alone, and round after round of incredibly satisfying, toe curling nights after a long day of work. Her love of Sammie and her own want to officially cement their status as a couple with something so intimate were the only things that kept Lena from turning tail and running.

But could you blame her for feeling so torn? Vaginas can be a little intimidating up close…there are lots of folds, valleys and ridges, as well as many different parts, many different textures. Plus this was the closest a woman’s sex had ever been to her face…well…that was a lie. Michelle had gotten right up in there but it had been dark, Lena hadn’t been able to –see- the thing that she was so afraid of. And yeah, she’s –seen- Sammie’s slit before. But now it was there…right there…in her face. Almost mocking her in her ineptitude of not knowing where the hell to start.

Stupid mean vaginas.

But as Sammie began to blow and run her fingers through her sex, Lena stopped paying so much attention to her friend’s bullying slick folds and more attention to her own. “Mmmmph…alright…alright…I’ll trust you…but only if you’re nice to me….” She moaned, warm breath gusting over the entirety of Sammie’s exposed womanhood. Soon enough she gathered herself and could focus enough to start blowing more concentrated streams of air over the heated and engorged lips. She brought her hand down Sammie’s body, running her dull nails lightly along her friend’s silky skin until finally they came to her spread lips. Her fingertips began brushing and caressing Sammie’s folds, allowing her a better look of all the different reds and pinks that made up her friend’s folds. Alright…it was kinda pretty…

Lena kept up the slow pace of the game when it was her turn to do something. Her fingers switched from stroking the entirety Sammie’s sex up and down to just focusing on her clit. The wrinkled hood was easy enough to find now that she had an excellent view. Lena began to tease the sensitive bundle of nerves, rubbing in slow circles, lightly pinching it every once in awhile to send a little extra jolt of pleasure through Sammie’s body. To occupy her mouth, she began kissing and licking her way up the thigh she had been laying on, then back down. Her lips never dared to touch the sodden folds though, instead she seemed content to stay at least 6 inches away in her nervousness. Despite Sammie’s assurances that she couldn’t go wrong, Lena was still rather doubtful.

 

[Dark Prince]

Lena seemed to be warming to the game and Sammie moaned as she felt her girlfriend's hot breath on her moist lips. Then Lena's fingers were moving on Sammie's sex, exploring and caressing in an attempt to mirror Sammie's own artful teasing. As she played, she could feel Lena getting more comfortable, her muscles relaxing and her hips moving slightly as she let herself respond to Sammie's touch.

"That's it Lena, just have fun," Sammie moaned out, getting turned on knowing that she was on full display and inches from Lena's face. She was so hot right now that she was probably dripping her arousal out as her inexperienced friend explored a vagina up close and personal for the first time.

Then Lena took a turn and Sammie gasped as her girlfriend started to focus on her clit. It was almost too much pleasure and she felt her muscles in her thighs twitching in response, partially calmed by Lena suddenly kissing and licking the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. She mirrored her lover's motions, teasing Lena's clit with the same mix of pinching, rubbing, circling and pulling, making sure her friend understood the pleasure overload she was giving Sammie. She also she started to lick Lena's velvety inner thigh, using that soft flesh to muffle her moans. Her friend's juices had leaked onto her thighs and as Sammie lapped them up she wondered if Lena was getting a first taste of Sammie this way as well.

"Ok, now a little closer..." Sammie whispered before craning her neck over Lena's spread folds.

Sammie started circling Lena's outer lips with one long and slow lick that also went over the wrinkled skin above her friend's clit. Lena was so wet that it was a juicy and wet lick this time, and no doubt Lena would get the same experience from Sammie's drenched sex. She orbited Lena's swollen lips that way, once, twice, three times and kept going as she felt Lena mimicking her at last, pausing to moan as Lena's tongue pushed near her clit. In many ways, this was like masturbating yourself with your own tongue, Sammie thought with a grin. Whatever she did, Lena would do to her a second later. And so far she seemed game to do anything that Sammie asked of her...

"Go ahead, your turn, do whatever.. I'll show you what it feels like on yourself," she urged her friend, bucking her hips slightly in encouragement. She was so turned on now and ready for Lena to get a little more aggressive.

 

[Javorcek]

As Lena kissed all along Sammie’s inner thighs, she caught traces of her friend’s juices on her lips. Of course the first human reaction when something is on your lips is to stick out your tongue and lick it off. Lena wasn’t any different, she pulled away for a moment to lick her lips before she even though anything of it, catching the salty but sweetly tart taste that was Sammie. It wasn’t bad…she kind of liked it actually. So she kissed and licked at her best friend’s glistening thighs with new purpose: to clean them off.

When it was Sammie’s turn to do something, Lena thought she was going to black out. That one slow, long lick wound her up so tight that she thought she was going to unravel that second! “Mmmph…Sammie…” she whimpered as she was teased. Her cruel friend had given her poor throbbing clit only one measly little lick before turning to torture her outer lips.

“You promise to tell me if I do something wrong…okay?” A little nervous still, Lena just wanted to make sure that Sammie wasn’t going to fake it, that if she was indeed horrible at this then her best friend would tell her so. When Lena felt Sammie’s head eagerly nod between her legs, she felt a little wave of reassurance wash over her. It was just enough that she leaned forward, giving Sammie’s entire sex one long, slow lick, coating her tongue in her lover’s clear juices. Then Lena tried her best to mimic the actions of Sammie’s dexterous tongue working her outer lips. She was a little clumsy with her tongue, having never performed motions like this with it before and ended up giving Sammie a lot more pleasure than she meant to. Even though Sammie wasn’t touching her clit, Lena couldn’t seem to keep her tongue from constantly brushing against her friend’s with every circle. She just couldn’t seem to apply the same amount of finesse to her best friend’s dripping folds.

Even though the parts of her mind that were responsible for rational thought were still screaming ‘What the hell are you doing?!?! Don’t put that in your mouth!’, the protests were drowned out by the flood of hormones and pheromones that pulled Lena into a lusty haze. Even Sammie’s slightly musky scent was driving her crazy, turning something more primal on inside of her. Now she –wanted- to lick Sammie. Wanted to lick her until her friend was a twitching mess who’s vocabulary was stripped of every word except for Lena’s name.

Lena began to aggressively lick and suck on Sammie’s clit, almost desperate in her need to please her more experienced friend. Sammie’s hood was a bit bigger than hers, making things a little difficult. Lena’s actual clit was very easy to find, Sammie’s on the other hand…well it was kind of a mission. It took Lena a couple of experimental flicks and pushes of her tongue to figure out where exactly her actual clit was underneath the wrinkled bit of skin. Once she found it, she was merciless. Like a kid with a new toy, Lena wanted nothing more than to just play with Sammie’s swollen bundle of nerves over and over again. She tried several motions with her tongue, trying to figure out one that Sammie liked best.

It was hard to figure out anything though because every little thing she did was mimicked back to her. Every flick, flutter and lick was performed against her own clit and she whimpered.

“Ohhh…oh fuck…right there…” Lena panted as Sammie’s tongue started flicking her clit side to side quickly. Her hips bucked into her friend’s face, so tempted to ride Sammie’s tongue to orgasm. But then she seemed to remember that she had a game to play…were they even playing anymore? Lena couldn’t tell, her brain was a little too overloaded with pleasure to form any answers. So instead she lost herself between Sammie’s legs again, sometimes improvising and sometimes parroting back the things her friend was doing to her.

 

[Dark Prince]

Sammie had quickly forgotten about the game. Forgotten about anything, in fact, except Lena's spread lips before her and the incredible pleasure her supposedly first-time lesbian girlfriend was giving Sammie's own throbbing sex. Fuck! Lena was either a quick learner or had lied about never having gone down on a girl before. Or maybe she just had a good teacher, Sammie thought with a sudden flush of pride, imagining Lena as her star pupil in an elective class on oral pleasure. She'd make a great teacher's pet...

But seriously, after the initial tentativeness, the worry, and obvious concern about doing something wrong (silly girl, unless she bit, there was no wrong!), Lena had shown a surprising enthusiasm for dragging her tongue through all of Sammie's dripping folds. Sammie had enjoyed that gentle exploration and Lena had gotten more confident and bolder by the minute. Her tongue had gone from soft and exploratory, to strong and aggressive with every lick. And now she had begun to mix some subtlety into her repertoire, varying the pace, intensity and location of her mouth to keep Sammie on edge. Sammie tried to guide her actions with her own mouth, and Lena seemed to follow at times, but the damn girl had now discovered Sammie's clit and was attacking it like a child with a new toy. What does this button do? Oh it makes Sammie's hip buck! What if I push it again? Oh there she goes again! What if I push it really fast three times in a row? Wow, she squirmed a lot more! Lena's clit was either just a little less sensitive, or Sammie wasn't teasing her hard enough because she was gasping too much from her own pleasure to latch on.

"Oh god, I'm going to fucking cum, you are killing me! Slow down! You can cum already.. alright!" she shouted down at Lena as her hips bucked uncontrollably against Lena's face yet again as Lena flicked her tongue side to side over her throbbing button. She lowered her own mouth to do the same motion, but even faster, on Lena's engorged and exposed clit. Lena's clit had to feel more pleasure, it was so much more in the open and bigger than Sammie's hidden nub. Dammit! This felt like a game of chicken being played with clits as the dare instead of a train track! She'd rather take a train at this point...

To break this vicious cycle, Sammie decided she had to utilize her fingers. It was akin to calling in air support in what had become a stalemate on the ground. There was no way Lena could withstand the dual assault of Sammie's experienced tongue and digits together! There was not enough time for subtlety so she just plunged her index and middle finger into Lena's dripping passage with a loud slurp. Sucking her girlfriend's clit faster now, she started to fuck her with those two fingers, wasting no time to getting up to speed and curling them against Lena's G-spot with each thrust. The act seemed to stun Lena and the relentless teasing on Sammie's clit paused for a brief second. Take that Lena! Sammie thought to herself as she started to try and force Lena to cum before her.

With horror, she felt Lena's fingers sliding closer to her own wet opening and panic set in, knowing that Lena could still easily set her off with one strong push. How was it possible that Lena hadn't cum yet! Argh, fuck she was going to explode if Lena stuck her fingers in her. Her pupil couldn't best her in their first round of mutual pleasure!! Struggling to think of anything else to push Lena over the edge, she took her ring finger, which had been curled against Lena's puckered rosebud as she fingered her, and straightened it. That third digit slid easily into Lena's rear, which was already lubricated with her juices, and Sammie felt a surge of victory as she exercised what was the equivalent of the nuclear option! She enthusiastically worked her inexperienced girlfriend now with her suckling mouth, flicking tongue, two thrusting fingers in her sex, and a third sliding finger deep in her rear! There was no way Lena wasn't going to cum first!

 

[Javorcek]

Oh what was that? Lena could go ahead and cum? She was being granted permission without having to ask? Hah! Yeah right. She wasn’t going to cum when told now. Sammie had been the one dumb enough to tell the headstrong athlete with a dominant streak that she had to ‘ask for permission’, now she was going to have to deal with the consequences! Lena’s orgasms were probably 50% mental, 50% physical. Unfortunately for Sammie, all of Lena’s mental attention seemed to be focused directly on how to best torture her little friend’s clit that had been trying so hard to elude her under that wrinkled hood. So while all of her experienced friend’s efforts to bring her to orgasm were very, very appreciated, Lena was too busy being a stubborn ass and too busy playing with her new toy to properly enjoy them.

Besides, she was having a lot of fun going down on Sammie. It was amazing! Her friend was so vocal and receptive; her gorgeous body reacting to every little thing Lena did. If she licked at her engorged clit fast enough, all of the muscles in Sammie’s thighs would start to shake and tremble. And when Lena flicked her tongue juuuusssttt a little too hard, it pulled Sammie’s wrinkled hood back, allowing the athlete’s tongue to brush against the bare nub that felt so smooth and silky. She liked the way the little knob felt on the tip of her tongue, it was such a different texture from every other part of her friend’s soaking wet sex. But she knew in the back of her mind that it must be extra sensitive so she was surprisingly gentle with it, though no less eager.

Talented digits managed to find their way into her neglected pussy. Lena’s hips bucked into Sammie’s fingers, her heart immediately beginning to pound even faster. Fuck…how the hell did she find her g-spot so quickly? "Ohhh...Sammie baby..." The taller woman gasped, worlds muffled against Sammie’s folds, letting out a loud moan that made her lips and tongue vibrate around the sensitive bulb of her clit. Oh no, they were going to play this game tonight? They were both going to end up passing out if they kept this sort of thing up!

She knew her friend wanted to make her cum first, that they were engaged in yet another little competition, as they had been for almost all of their vacation. Hell, they were both two very competitive girls even when they weren't on vacation! And she would be damned if she let Sammie take her down without a fight! She may be a novice, but Lena still had plenty of tricks up her sleeve. So she raised her fingers, about to drill them straight into her friend’s slick channel and show the other girl what she was made of; she got maybe her first knuckle enveloped in wet heat before she felt a finger ramming into her forbidden hole.

Holy. Fuck.

“GYAH!” Lena yelped in surprise, eyes going wide in absolute shock and she froze. Huh, so –that’s- why they call that the ‘Shocker’. Okay the finger in the ass definitely got her attention. She had spent so long trying to outrun the orgasm Sammie was trying to give her that all those feelings had snowballed, developing into a looming, massive monster. Now with a finger in her ass, Lena had basically run into a brick wall, slowing her down. Something about having her entire pelvis overwhelmed with stimulation made it very hard to focus on anything other than how good it felt. “You…cheating…little…slut…” Lena panted as her friend expertly worked both of her tight and swollen holes.

Okay, Sammie can win this round….but only because she’s a kinky little cheater.

“Oh God! Sammie! Fuck me! Fuck-me-fuck-me-fuck-me!” Lena’s pleading moans turned into screams as the monstrous orgasm swallowed her whole. “AHHHH! OHHH! AH! GOD!” Right before she got dragged away to deal with insane amounts of pleasure, she rammed two fingers straight into Sammie’s pussy, curling them and tapping them once, twice, three times against her g-spot before she became absolutely useless.

All she could do was scream and moan like an animal, words having totally left her. Lena’s pussy gushed and spasmed around her friend’s fingers, clutching at them desperately to find more friction to help her ride through her orgasm. She flailed and bucked, her free hand found Sammie’s ass and clutched tightly onto the firm mound to help ground herself. Her heart was racing so fast it felt like it was going to explode. The sound of her pounding heart became deafening, she couldn't even hear herself screaming anymore. She could've been cumming for seconds or hours, she didn't even know anymore. Everything just felt so, so very good. Even as she came down her high, her entire body felt like it was pulsing, rippling with pleasure. Jesus Christ, even her toes had managed to cramp up from all the toe-curling goodness.

Did Sammie cum yet? She couldn’t remember…she was pretty sure she had blacked out for a second there. Lena didn’t know where the hell the energy came from but her second wind definitely came with a vengeance. Sammie was still spread open infront of her face… though her thighs -did- appear to be looking a little more limp than they had earlier. Hmmm maybe she had indeed cum. Oh well, no matter. Sammie wouldn’t mind another one, right?

Lena was still ravenous for her new girlfriend’s taste. Tart, a little salty, with the consistency of a light oil, Lena was absolutely addicted to it. She attacked Sammie’s pussy with renewed vigor, slurping up the mess they had made. Frantically licking and sucking at her delicious sex that seemed to be even hotter and more swollen than before. Soon enough, there was nothing left for her to lick up. Every drop of cum had found it's way into Lena's hungry mouth. Oh no! Well thankfully, she knew just where she could get some more. Lena pulled her fingers out of her friend’s channel and replaced it with her tongue, wriggling the appendage around to collect more of her friend’s juices and explore the newness of her slick heat.

 

[Dark Prince]

Oh, yes! Sammie had her! All it took in the end was the nuclear option, that last finger sliding in and out of Lena's likely virgin ass, and her girlfriend had started to explode. Lena's athletic body had stiffened and her thighs had tensed, hips bucking up involuntarily to push against the digits and tongue that were driving her to climax. Lena acted like an electric shock had coursed through her!

Sammie would have cried out in triumph if her mouth hadn't been occupied sucking Lena's throbbing clit. Instead, she just moaned as she sucked, adding the extra stimulation of her vibrations to the pleasure her mouth was already giving Lena. She had won, Lena was going to cum first!

Wait - what was that?!

Just as she was planning on happily and expertly guiding Lena though her massive orgasm and gently letting her down, she felt Lena's fingers plunge into her own dripping passage!

Oh FUCK!

It was like she had just thrown her girlfriend into the orgasm pool after a hard fought wrestling match. But, instead of a sweet victory lap for Sammie, Lena had managed to grab her hand mid-air and give her enough of a tug that Sammie was pulled over the edge herself. Sammie felt like she was balancing on her tip-toes at the edge of that pool of bliss, frantically spinning her arms in a failing attempt to keep her balance. And then, oh god, Lena managed to curl her fingers and find her g-spot! The fight was over and she was soon following her girlfriend headfirst into her own massive climax.

Somehow, Sammie didn't know if it was muscle memory, reflex or some desperate attempt to use Lena as a lifeline, she managed to keep stimulating Lena as the dam of pleasure burst inside her and a massive wave of orgasmic bliss surged through her body. Move fingers. Lick. Moan. Repeat. Those three acts were all she was vaguely conscious of as her body was wracked by spasms of pleasure. She knew she was writhing and stiffening, thighs flapping and hips bucking. Anything that she did below her chest was out of her conscious control, just primal reactions to Lena's still thrusting fingers and occasional licks.

"Oh fuck, oh shit, yes, yes, yes, YES, YES!" Sammie screamed out, cries muffled by Lena's soaking sex. Her brain wasn't working and with her eyes shut, she was literally seeing stars and flashes of light as her body came so hard. Dimly she was aware of thinking that this was Lena's first time going down on a woman. Fuck, if she actually practiced Sammie would be reduced to a mindless sex slave to her girlfriend's tongue!

But, as good as Sammie's orgasm was, she knew Lena was having a better one. Her friend's muscular body was shaking, spasming and tensing so much Sammie felt like she was riding a bucking filly that was desperately trying to shake her. She was able to hold on, letting Lena's own contortions drive Sammie's three fingers into her deeper as she kept up her stimulation and tried to keep Lena at her peak for as long as she could. It was so sexy feeling Lena's pussy and ass tightly clenching Sammie's fingers as each spasm of pleasure shot through her! Lena couldn't quite muster the same concentration on Sammie's dripping sex and Sammie recovered first, getting enough composure back to start to milk Lena's tortured body into a long series of smaller mini-orgasms as her tongue and hand brought her friend down gently.

Just when Sammie thought it was all over and that they would take a break, she felt Lena dive back in with her mouth! And the new enthusiasm Lena brought was shocking! This was suddenly a full on assault of Sammie's sensitive and aroused folds that were fresh from an orgasm! It was like Lena was a thirsty dog given a bowl of water, she buried her face between Sammie's trembling thighs and her long and powerful tongue was suddenly sliding everywhere, outside and even inside of Sammie! In disbelief, Sammie felt her arousal start to grow and the makings of yet another orgasm building. Lena's hungry mouth and desire to lick every inch of Sammie's womanhood was just too hot to ignore! It was a dream come true, in fact, and Sammie couldn't help but give in to her friend's urgent licking.

"Oh, Lena, oh my god, I've already cum, what are you doing? Oh god, don't stop, lick my pussy, oh shit, yes, yes, don't stop!" she panted out, groaning and bucking helplessly. She knew her juices were flowing strongly again and felt like such a shameless slut, begging her friend to give her another orgasm so quickly. "Yes, stick your tongue inside me, oh yes, that feels so good, drink up my cum... lick my juices, smear them all over your face, show me that you love my pussy! Y-yes, YES YES!"

While babbling in dirty pleasure, Sammie realized her fingers were still inside Lena and she started to move them again, sensing that Lena's passage was starting to drip again as well. Eating her out was turning Lena on, Sammie realized with a giddy surge of heat. Lena liked going down on her! Her wrist straightened and the three digits inside Lena started to move quicker, fingers inside her pussy curling to stroke the spongy ridge of her g-spot as well. If her friend thought she was going to make Sammie cum again and not get her own orgasm, she was going to be sorely disappointed! With an evil grin, Sammie started to circle Lena's pink clit with her tongue, loving how visible and easy to play with her friend's button was.

"That's it Lena, lick me, kiss me, make me cum, fuck me with your tongue!" she urged her friend as she began to return the favor and drive Lena towards another cum as well.

 

[Javorcek]

Lena was in the zone. With Sammie’s taste on her tongue, her moans in her ear, and her lover’s heady musk flooding her nose, Lena was now a slave to Sammie’s absolutely perfect little pussy. All she wanted to do was make Sammie cum over and over again. It was inexplicable, this was their third night together between the sheets and Lena was acting like a ex-con that had just gotten out of out of prison. Hungry and eager for more of her lover’s cum, it was like she hadn’t had sex in years! And right now she would’ve been happy to worship her new girlfriend’s pussy for –at least- the rest of the night, maybe even straight on til morning. Kiss her, finger her, anything to help take the edge off this growing addiction.

Damnit Sammie. What have you done to poor sweet, innocent, straight Lena?

The athlete shivered as Sammie got into it, her already tachycardic heart rate spiking at her lover’s dirty mouth. Oh this was rapidly turning into one of the many things she started to like about sex with another girl. Sammie was loud, just like her, and Lena absolutely loved it. She could already feel her slick heat starting to drip with a fresh batch of her hot arousal, the poor girl already so turned on by Sammie’s taste that her words were like throwing gasoline on an already raging fire. And all she could do was obey every little request the smaller girl wanted. She started fucking Sammie’s wanton hole with her tongue, hard. Her neck craned forward, nose ending up buried right between Sammie’s butt cheeks with the adjustment, the tip of it brushing against her tight ring of muscle. Her head began to bob, forcing her tongue deeper into the smaller girl’s swollen passage. All this moving around and straining paid off as Lena felt silky underside of her tongue brush against the spongy texture of Sammie’s g-spot. She flicked her tongue, forcing it to fight against Sammie’s clenching folds as she tried to tickle her most sensitive spot and make her cum again…

Ow! Ow! Lena winced as her tongue cramped up, getting jammed around roughly from all of Sammie’s wild bucking. The spasming of her folds and the haphazard thrusting of her hips had caused the muscles in Lena’s tongue to go on strike from all the abuse. She backed off, sucking in a deep breath to help steady herself and wriggling her tongue in her mouth to stretch it out as quickly as possible while Sammie dealt with a little orgasm. Then she rolled them both over, forcing Sammie onto her back so that Lena could nail those bucking hips down to the bed. The taller woman was just about spread eagle ontop of her, flexible and athletic enough to sink down so low that her dripping sex was just inches from Sammie’s mouth.

“Holy fuck...you’re so wet. I love how you taste, I want to lick your pussy all night Sammie,” she panted, her dirty admission getting her even wetter. Hazel eyes were glued to her prize that was now oozing out her lover’s delicious cum. Lena eagerly devoured her. Licking and sucking, using every part of her mouth to make up for the fact that her tongue was too sore to fuck Sammie with anymore. She grazed her teeth on the wrinkled hood of Sammie’s clit, using them to carefully hold the seemingly shifting button in place. Then she mercilessly lashed her tongue against it. Flicking and fluttering, Lena was absolutely ruthless in her desperation to make Sammie cum for a third time. She kept alternating between brutal roughness and long, languid slurps as she suckled and lapped up every drop of her friend’s juices. She could feel her friend struggling against her hands, but Lena just tightened her grip, forcing Sammie to stay on the bed and take the rough licking. And Lena was sure to not let her up until her friend cried ‘Mercy’ first.

Even in all their moving around and adjusting positions, Sammie still managed to keep her fingers wedged deep in Lena’s clutching holes. She had gotten so good at ignoring the plunging fingers. It had been like background music the whole time Lena had been in the ‘oral sex zone’. Amazingly pleasant…but something she had chosen to ignore in order to put Sammie’s pleasure first. Now that Sammie’s tongue was fluttering against her sensitive and very exposed clit, she couldn’t ignore it any longer. She managed to lower her hips even more, just about riding her friend’s hungry mouth.

“Oh fuck…Sammie…oh God! Right there. Flutter your tongue…OHHH! OH GOD!” Lena shrieked, part of her was absolutely surprised that her voice reached these octaves. “Ahhh! AHH! Ooo…suck my clit…OH YES! YES YES YES!”

Somehow years of being an athlete hadn’t prepared her for this. As much as she pushed her athleticism to new levels and strained her body; Sammie was managing to push physical boundaries even harder. She felt like she couldn’t breath as the torrent of pleasure swept her away. It was like there was no way she would ever get enough oxygen into her lungs. It was like being struck by a wave at the beach, over and over again. Every time she stood and took in a breath, she lost her footing and fell back into a sea of orgasmic bliss as another climax barreled her over. It was like she was drowning, unable to tell which way was up anymore as all of her senses were overloaded with another fantastic orgasm.

Oh God. She needed to go destroy the massive strap on that she was hiding in her suitcase. If sex with Sammie just kept following this trend of growing more intense as it had been, she was surely going to die if her friend got a hold of the vibrating purple dildo encased in a leather harness.

 

[Dark Prince]

Sammie crumbled under Lena's relentless assault. How had her supposedly straight girlfriend become such a passionate lover of vagina, and so quickly!? Sammie's tortured brain couldn't even process the sudden change that had overcome her normally laid-back friend. She'd imagined that their relationship would start with a few weeks of slow, but endearing coaching of her bumbling girlfriend. Getting her slowly acclimated to the intimidating sight of an aroused woman's anatomy. Perhaps Lena would be a little slow to like her taste, maybe find the smell off-putting, but Sammie would be gentle and take her time with Lena. Using artful positive reinforcement by giving Lena mind-blowing orgasms, she'd slowly train her newly lesbian friend and condition her mind in Pavlovian fashion to love Sammie's girly bits even if she was hesitant at the start. It had been a solid plan, no a perfect plan! Lena couldn't really like it right off the bat, right? She would have come out as a lesbian years ago, or experimented more at least, if that were true!

But no, it turns out Lena not only liked eating Sammie out, she absolutely loved it! She was as pussy crazed and voracious a licker of Sammie's now abused privates as Sammie had ever experienced. It was hard for Sammie, especially as she felt Lena's incredibly long tongue actually push into her -- HOLY FUCK!-- g-spot, for Sammie to even think of another partner who had shown such enthusiasm and zeal for dining on her intimates. Lena felt like a tornado between Sammie's thighs, a whirling, licking, sucking, kissing, probing, pushing, smearing, moaning and fluttering dynamo that was eking yet another massive orgasm out of her. And was that her nose pushing against Sammie's ass? Lena didn't care about anything and was literally burying her face in Sammie's crevasse! It was so kinky and hot that Sammie just lost it completely and started to convulse in her second massive orgasm of the evening.

"F-fuck, fuck, fuck, yes, suck my clit.. yes, YES, I'm cumming, oh my god, OH MY GOD! Stick your tongue in me again! Ahhh!," she screamed out, mental coherency lost completely. This time Lena was focused and not distracted with her own cum and rode Sammie's bucking hips through the entire back arching, thigh flapping, moaning and shuddering climax and the trembling, spastic series of smaller orgasms that followed. It sounded like Lena was splashing around face down in a bowl of water with the amount of juices that Sammie was producing as she came down from her peak. Sammie let out a gasping series of moans that sounded like she was almost in pain.

And still Lena kept licking her. She never stopped her relentless assault even as Sammie was trying to catch her breath and regain some function in her brain. Like a helpless bit of flotsam being carried in a surging flood, Sammie realized Lena's suddenly skilled and active tongue was going to pull her inexorably into another orgasm. And soon. To top it off, Lena used her powerful body to manhandle Sammie onto her back, legs spread wide and hips pinned down with no escape from Lena's tongue. She was helpless to move away and try to delay the pleasure, helpless to rip herself free, and helpless to prevent Lena from forcing another orgasm that she was suddenly craving. Sammie didn't like being the bottom, but Lena had someone forced her into this position and trapped her with a mix of pleasure and strength. And now Lena seemed intent on coaxing as many orgasms out of Sammie's body as she could before Sammie became a limp and mindless shell, ruined by her supposedly inexperienced girlfriend's oral prowess. Lena's words, threatening to lick her pussy all night, sent a jolt of fear through Sammie suddenly instead of the intended lust. How was she going to stop her? Did she even want to stop her?

The only thing Sammie could do was keep moving her fingers in Lena's holes and licking her clit as her bigger friend thrust her dripping folds to almost smother Sammie with her hot sex. But, to Sammie's horror, her stubborn friend had seemed to develop some resistance to Sammie's touch. Maybe she was so focused on Sammie, so lustful to lick and devour every inch of her exposed sex that she was able to tune out her own body. Maybe she had some super power that made her numb from the waist down after her first orgasm. Sammie didn't know, but all she could tell was that although Lena seemed to be responding, dripping onto her face, rubbing and pushing against her, and clenching Sammie's thrusting fingers, Lena didn't seem like she was cumming. In fact, she seemed like she could take this stimulation forever and not cum! With a growl that she knew Lena could feel directly on her clit, Sammie redoubled her efforts. Her fingers thrust into Lena's two holes with abandon and she started to attack Lena's clit in a frenzy, trying all of the different techniques she knew to find one that Lena would respond to. It was a last ditch effort as Sammie was so close to another cum herself and she was worried she'd give up at that point. Another cum like her last one and she might just lie under Lena for the rest of night, passively moaning as her girlfriend turned her into some bizarre licking toy to abuse all night.

It worked, as Sammie felt Lena shudder and push down on her face, thrusting her clit into Sammie's mouth and her hips down to match Sammie's plunging fingers. A river of arousal was dripping from Sammie's fingers, over Lena's throbbing clit and onto Sammie's face. Sammie's vision, taste and smell was filled with Lena's sexual response and Sammie was now so highly attuned to her girlfriend's normally subtle signs that all her senses told her that Lena was going to cum likely before she knew herself. At last, confirmation came as Sammie could hear her noisy girlfriend start to cry out, the tell-tale indicator that Sammie had succeeded in jerking Lena's attention back to her own surging pleasure. Crying out meant Lena wasn't able to lick Sammie anymore and Sammie used that welcome relief from the non-stop stimulation to increase her assault on Lena's clit, fluttering her tongue on it as she held it lightly between her teeth. Take that Lena! As Lena exploded above her into another orgasm, Sammie switched to sucking that aroused nub hard instead, working her to climax but then keeping the stimulation going. Using Lena's distraction with her second, body quaking orgasm, Sammie flailed around with her free hand at the side of the bed, reaching for something.

There, in the drawer of the nightstand were the vibrators and Sammie grabbed one blindly. Switching it on, sight obscured by Lena's hot folds in her face, Sammie realized by touch alone it was the rabbit model. With a groan of victory, she pulled her three fingers out Lena and slid the large vibrating dildo into her friend's wet and willing channel with a loud slurp. The buzzing prong at the based of the vibrator nestled onto Lena's clit perfectly and she held it firmly in place with both hands as she gasped for air, a smile of victory on her face. Fingers and tongues might tire and Lena's body could grow desensitized, but this massive vibrator going full tilt was going to be impossible to ignore. While she had one the first round, barely, and Lena had won the second round, Sammie was damn sure she wasn't going to lose the third round of their little orgasm war. And when Lena came again, she'd be able to wriggle free of the orgasmic prison Lena had created with her body on top. Perhaps then she'd reverse the roles and ride Lena's mouth all night of her own volition, fully in control and using Lena like her own personal tonguing machine. Sammie knew she'd escalated into dangerous territory, beyond nuclear and now to what was the equivalent of a planet destroying weapon, but Lena had left her no choice. It was either this or having her new girlfriend turn her into her willing plaything in their first night in bed!

 

[Javorcek]

If Lena was in the correct state of mind, she could easily explain why she had turned into this pussy-craved monster. It’s just a buried instinct, the ability to smell a genetically compatible mate, and Lena was trying to coax more of her girlfriend’s scent that was usually masked with her body wash. Obviously Sammie’s genes were so different from her own that if they could indeed have children, the other girl would’ve probably been the perfect partner. Sex pheromones, human leukocyte antigens, etc, they all worked together with other, less inherent traits…like the fact that Sammie was smart, had a good job, made Lena laugh and was the best friend ever. The logical part of Lena’s brain would say that Sammie was smart and loyal, which made her a good girlfriend. The emotional part of her mind said that Sammie was a good choice because she felt safe around her, the girl had defended Lena’s honor against two bigger and stronger lesbians already.

And then of course…there was the animal/instinctual part of Lena’s brain which seemed to have engulfed all of the other parts. It said that Sammie was –hers-, and the best way to hold onto this new mate was to please her until she couldn’t breathe or sit straight for their rest of vacation. The animal part of Lena ruled her in the bedroom and she could so easily spiral out of control; going from a conservative woman with a Masters Degree in Biologic Sciences…to a depraved little slut that wanted nothing more than to swallow every drop of her girlfriend’s deliciously tart cum.

There is a certain sense of all consuming power that comes with being a top. And right now Lena was basking in it. With Sammie pinned underneath her, the urge to –claim- the other woman as hers was overwhelming. She wanted to prove herself, to show a certain bit of virility so that her lover wouldn’t want anyone else. Even though her tongue work was a little sloppy, even though she hadn’t quite mastered how to lick up Sammie’s juices without making an absolute mess of herself, she wanted to prove that what she lacked in finesse she could make up for with dedication and eagerness. As Lena finally came down from her orgasm, she was all set to plunge her tongue straight back into Sammie’s quivering heat. At least until that goddamn toy made it’s way into the fray….Sammie had just brought a rocket launcher to a knife fight. Lena didn’t even hear the vibrator until it was rammed into her. She could’ve sworn she felt her teeth buzzing with how strong it was.

Well…at least Sammie hadn’t grabbed the butt plug by mistake.

“What the-?! Sammie! AHHH! You-!!!!“ Lena had been leaning up in a sort of half push-up stance this whole time as to not squish Sammie with her weight, but now she collapsed, her large breasts pressing firmly into Sammie’s lower abdomen while her head slid forward, face sliding away from Sammie’s sex and straight into the mattress. With her ass still up in the air, she swatted blindly behind her, trying to yank out the toy but Sammie was holding it with two hands. Oh fuck…

“SAMMIE! You cheating little slut! Just wait til I- OH GOD!” Lena roared as she came again. All that ignoring of her own pleasure was now coming back to bite her in the ass. This toy was insane! The ‘ears’ of the rabbit were flicking her poor sensitive clit so incomprehensively fast that she could barely register that there were -two- different sensations on either side of her abused little nub. By now her entire sex was so sensitive that the vibrations felt more like electrical jolts rather than pleasant vibrations. And of course the stupid toy was curved, with the tip buzzing directly against her g-spot. There was no ignoring any of the toy’s sensations, especially since Sammie had licked her so raw that –all- of her nerves were hypersensitive.

“Ohhh…ohhhhh!” Lena screamed, fisting the sheets furiously and biting the blankets as she came, over and over again, riding wave after wave of pleasure. “Oh noo…no more. OH FUCK! Yes! Fuck me!” Lena squealed and bucked as Sammie started to withdraw the toy from her quivering folds…but the new sensation ended up vamping her up even more. “N-no! Yes!” Lena had never been the type of girl to be so wishy washy. Usually her ‘no’s’ meant ‘no’…but right now she was so horribly disoriented from lust and pleasure that she couldn’t make up her mind whether she wanted a reprieve or to get fucked until she blacked out. “Off! T-turn it o-off! Ahhh…AHH! OH YES! I mean n-no! OFF! You win! I’ll do anything! S-sammie please!” Lena whimpered, begging for she didn’t even know what but tears were starting to sting her eyes. She had cum so many times that it was actually starting to hurt. But the weird thing was, she was actually starting to –like- the little slices of pain.

 

[Dark Prince]

Sammie felt only a tiny bit of guilt as she used the high powered vibrator to reduce Lena to a babbling, incoherent and quivering mess. After all, it had been an all or nothing situation. One minute longer under Lena's mouth and Sammie would have been the one drooling in mindless pleasure as an unstoppable chain of orgasms wracked her quaking body! Well, perhaps not quite as ruined as Lena was quickly becoming because Lena's tongue lacked C-batteries, a g-spot stimulator, variable speed high intensity motors, a swiveling clitoral pleasure arm, and multiple textured vaginal stimulation zones. Lena might not think it was fair, but Sammie's ego wouldn't let her inexperienced girlfriend top her on their first night together as a couple! And to do it by delivering better cunnilingus than her veteran partner could muster, unthinkable! Lena really wasn't better, Sammie rationalized, just more enthusiastic and overwhelming because of the sudden craving she had displayed. That intensity and lust was just way too hot for Sammie to handle. Plus, Lena had not played fair by using her superior strength and size to pin Sammie. Anyway, Sammie had the upper hand now and seeing Lena melt was so fucking hot, it was worth whatever potential repercussions she might face later.

"That's it Lena, just cum. Don't think, just orgasm. Holy fuck, you look so sexy cumming on top of me! Your entire body is shaking. It's like a river of cum is dripping out of you and I'm licking it all up, yummy!" Sammie purred to her friend, truly floored at the sight of Lena turned into such a wanton and dirty pleasure loving slut! Her girlfriend, although much bigger and stronger, was literally helpless to stop herself from orgasming repeatedly from the high tech vibrator's non-stop waves of machine generated pleasure! Sammie used a hand and her legs to roll Lena over onto her back, finding her as easy to manipulate as a limp sack of potatoes. Keeping the vibrator firmly buried to the hilt in her sodden folds, Sammie straddled Lena's thrashing face and lowered her own soaking slit to Lena's moaning lips.

"You can't seem to make up your mind, stop, or don't stop? No, or Yes?" teased Sammie as she pulled the vibrator half-way out, and then buried it back into Lena's hot passage with each question. Lena's trembling body and convulsions made her mouth brush against Sammie's wet sex, forcing Sammie to groan in pleasure. Sammie was still so aroused herself and on the edge of cumming as well. Hungry for another orgasm, one that she would dictate, Sammie pressed her hips down, almost doing a split with her thighs as she pushed her folds onto Lena's mouth and trapped her girlfriend's head from moving. "You want it to stop? Give me another orgasm, make me cum. I'll make you lick my pussy all night and keep you cumming if you can't do that. Suck my clit... lick my slit, tongue me, oh god, yes, yes Lena, show me you can please me, show me you will be a good girl. Mhmm, yes, oh, that's it... don't think, just cum and lick at the same time.... lick, lick, lick.. oh yes!"

Sammie was grinding herself on Lena's mouth now, riding her girlfriend's face as she felt her orgasm building inside her. It was going to be a big one and every part of her body was tensing in anticipation. Her nipples were like marbles pressing into Lena's stomach and her forearms clenched as she gripped and held the vibrator deep in Lena's core, pushing it in a steady rhythm to keep the pleasure varying and impossible to ignore. She knew she was so close and she started panting and moaning unintelligibly. Anyone listening would be hearing the same gibberish from both of them. That is if Lena could talk still, which she couldn't with Sammie's hot crevasse pressed against her face as she threatened to drown her girlfriend with her dripping folds. "Yes, good girl, yes.. please... yes there. YES! YES! YES!"