Sweet in the Middle

by TaugJaye Crawford

  Eris took a deep breath as she fluffed out her soft, fallen curls. Her thick eyebrows were waxed to perfection—as well as her pussy. The Fenty beat from earlier in the night added the perfect wave of femininity to her look. After straightening out her glasses to sit comfortably on the bridge of her nose, she opened the door to a dim hallway. Her lips curled into a smile the same time her tummy dropped.

  Em had a trail of rose petals starting at the bathroom door that led across the kitchen and up the stairs. The candles that Eris had previously scattered throughout the first floor were now lit and doubled. A single overhead light in the middle of the room was lit to give off that stage effect. Eric Bellinger and Nipsey Hussle was now playing as a few red LED lights along the walls lit up as well.

  Some real sexy shit.

  “Oh, shit. This is so beautiful!” Eris grinned while taking everything in.

  “I thought you might like that.”

  Her heat sank when Emery climbed down the last few steps and turned the corner. All she wore was a black G-string and a laced long sleeve crop top. She’d taken her har down to allow it her blonde bundles to crown her face.

  My God, the woman was beautiful.

  Eris watched with cartoon heart eyes as Em sauntered in her direction after filling two goblets with their homemade drinks.

  “You are so beautiful.”

  “Damn, you fine, mama.”

  They spoke at the same time, forcing them to share a laugh. Em handed her a drink before she grabbed her free hand and slowly spun Eris around. Her thick ass was fine as fuck in the cranberry-colored, double strapped bikini cut, laced panties, and matching bustier. Paired with a black duster that swept at her feet, Em didn’t know how long she could continue to be a classy lady.

  She was ready to get nasty.

  “Awwwwwn, that turned out so cute!”

  The display over by the now lit fireplace was a sight for sore eyes. Before Eris had disappeared to get freshened up, she’d placed all of the gifts she’d gotten for Emery in front of it. In return, her boo placed Eris’ gifts there too, adding rose petals and a few glass cylinders with tall candles for decoration.

  “You wanna open gifts first or take pictures?” Em asked while sipping her drink. “Damn, this is good. You make these better than the ones we had at RG.”

  Eris blushed.

  “Thank you, and pictures? That sounds fun. Lead the way.”

  Still hand in hand, they cut across the kitchen and climbed the stairs. Emery led her to one of the two other bedrooms on the top floor.

  Eris couldn’t believe her eyes.

  A part of her was shocked to see how much Em was feeling her, but damn it felt good!

  It felt so right.

  A pudeur-colored, queen of throne, high-back daybed sat against the furthest wall when you walked in. Two large maroon-colored, plush sheepskin beanbag chairs were catty-cornered on each side of it. Rose petals outlined the furniture, and a sexy, red, LED instillation lit up the walls just like on the first floor. Fancy cascading Swarovski crystal fixtures hung from the ceiling, and when you closed the door, a mirror embedded on the back of it was directly across from the daybed.

  The room was fit for a queen.

  “I love how you laid this room out. I’d be in here fucking and reading all damn day,” Eris expressed in awe.

  “Yup. That’s the plan. This is my relaxation quarters. I spiced it up a bit with the red lights for us tonight.”

  It didn’t take long for their adventures to begin. Once Emery had the Polaroid camera loaded, you’d think they were on set for a real photoshoot. They took turns sexily posing, taking selfies, and getting the cutest videos with each other.

  On their last frame, snapped via Emery’s phone, they shared a kiss.

  That very kiss led to them lying on their sides with their tongues thrashing and their panting filling the air.

  A kiss meant more, felt deeper, and was the most enjoyable when you shared it with someone who was equally in tune with your heart.

  You know…that kind of kiss that made your heart swell, your lungs strain for air, and forced your nub to pulsate at its highest setting all in the same notion.

  Emery rolled over on top of Eris and ran her fingers through her tresses. Their eyes locked as Eris ran her hands up and down Em’s thighs.

  The music played at the perfect pitch.

  Their minds raced.

  Their exchange of smiles caused them to blush as they continued to communicate telepathically.

  A beast unlocked inside of Eris whenever she was in heat. Every time she got around this woman, she couldn’t control her hunger. It was far from casual sex in her mind. She honestly and truly wanted to make Emery feel good.

  To feel at peace.

  They’d had that hour-long phone conversation over her ex-girlfriend, and Harlem had really done a number on her boo. Em wasn’t tryna play the victim. She knew she stayed longer than her welcome, but at the end of the day, she was human too. Harlem tore down walls that would take seasons to repair.

  Yet, to her advantage, Eris had a heart of gold.

  A soft and safe touch.

  Tranquility residing inside her soul.

  Again, it might’ve been a little premature, but a woman like Eris Costello had been missing from her life for a long time now.

  Before Harlem to be exact.

  A lot of these bitches out here just wanted to fuck, fuck with, or get they pussy ate by Emery. And all Harlem wanted to do was control her. According to the past receipts of her past love-life, Emery could solemnly swear that these women were worse than men.

  The drama was on a whole ‘nother level, a lot of bitches over-sexualized what it was to be a lesbian/bi-sexual, or in most cases, bi-curious once they got a little liquor down their throats.

  Emery didn’t have time for that shit. She was searching for a partner. Those, did you eat today texts followed by having something delivered, or even better, being pulled up on by that special woman with dinner and dessert.

  A fucking relationship with a woman.

  Someone to debate with.

  Someone to go on cheesy dates together or Disney World with.

  A shoulder to cry on.

  Someone who was just as educated and open to learn something new.

  Someone who could accept constructive criticism and be honest enough to check her so that they could grow as a team.

  She was tired of these toxic ass, stagnant bitches with low IQ’s and no vision for the future.

  It was a treat running into the beauty who was now trailing her soft lips down her abdomen to her pantie line. In one swift motion, off came her G-string. Eris propped her divided legs into the creases of her forearms and didn’t hesitate to go down on her.

  Emery lost her breath and couldn’t help the way her back arched from off the mattress when she felt the tip of Eri’s tongue glide up then down the apex of her thighs. The light French kisses to her clit transformed to a speedy flickering that forced a satisfying sheet of music notes to leave her mouth and fill the air.

  She was so nasty with it.

  Eris would allow her tongue to venture the circumference of her honey-coated slit. Then, trail those very juices back up to her pearl and apply a pressure that hit the switch on her orgasm sphincter.

  “Shit!”

  Eris’ head shook back and forth as she induced the perfect speed along her G-spot. Two fingers were simultaneously curving at the perfect rhythm against her pussy walls, and Emery fucking lost it.

  “Ooooooooh my fucking, gaaaaaaaaaaawd! Mmmmmmmm Eri, I’m cummmmmmming!”

  Eris licked that shit up and let the tips of her fingers fiddle with Em’s sweet spot while her tongue traveled down to her ass.

  Shorty’s eyes were pulled in different directions from the tug, the force—the crippling sensation that drowned her. The sputtering in her anal chamber felt like horse powered AK-47 led relentlessly being emptied out the clip, and Emery was shaking like a fiend
from the double stimulation.

  She was massaging Eris’ shoulders and had to pull her hair back so she could keep her attention on the mind-numbing pussy and ass eating she was indulging in.

  Just when Emery didn’t think she could cum again after bussin’ two orgasms back-to-back, her cervix contracted and her nectar was trickling down her opening.

  Eris wasn’t lying when she said she’d done this before.

  The girl was a freak—a mu’fuckin’ beast!

  After Em creamed her tongue, she rolled her boo over to her back and they got into the 69 position.

  Eris was already wet.

  When you enjoyed what you did, your body would innately react.

  Emery smiled when Eri squirmed in reaction to the feeling of her licking up her silk. Her tongue traveled in circles around Eri’s blossomed clit, teasing her and turning up the temperature in her body before she went in for the kill.

  She loved the way her pussy tasted. Her glaze was sweet, unique—it was like an elixir that she needed on a daily basis to survive. Emery smothered her face in that pussy, between them warm fluffy thighs, groaning with every lick like she was her favorite homecooked meal.

  Eris had her thumb in Emery’s ass, easily working it in and out of her tunnel while she slurped on her love button. The way her pussy was kissing her back forced her own gates to flood. For a second, she had to come up for air, to squeeze and smack on her girl’s jiggly ass cheeks and call out in ecstasy.

  Life was flashing before her eyes when she felt her pussy climax with a stronger wave and crash onto Emery’s tongue.

  “Ooooooooooh, fuck! Em…fuuuuuuck, baby!”

  “Mmm hmm…”

  Eating pussy was her specialty too. One thing Eris would never have to worry about was being neglected from getting hers while they were together.

  Emery knew about that pillow princess, Bucky.

  She wasn’t feeling her boo’s bestie at all. Em couldn’t stand a selfish bitch. That shit rubbed her the wrong way and painted one hell of a picture in her head before they even had the chance to meet. If Bucky thought Eris was still gonna be eating her pussy while she was around, then the bitch had another thing coming.

  To avoid her pussy from drying up or finding herself catching an attitude, she climbed off of Eris and got comfortable with her head between her girl’s legs. Eris cooed and bit her bottom lip at the way Emery sucked and left hickeys on the insides of her thighs. She then called her name while pinching her nipples. Two fingers were in her slit as Em took her down with the same hand/tongue combo she’d done onto her.

  Her moans did nothing but give Emery tunnel vision. Her only goal was to make this woman lose her fucking mind, and honey, Eris was on the verge!

  She was a flexible, thick ass thing too, so when Em pushed her knees into her chest to get a better view of that fat pussy and those juicy bald love lips, she dove back in.

  The entire surface of her tongue glided up and down that pink center while Eris held her folds open.

  When Emery’s tongue coiled around her clit, Eri came without bodily warning.

  No build up in her chest or cervix.

  The shit came from out of nowhere, shooting endless neurons up to her pearl while her silk seeped into the crack of her ass.

  Chile, she was spent.

  It took her a minute to come back down on earth. When a ray of stars recoiling in the sky finally faded away, she noticed Emery climbing back in bed with a black box in hand.

  Eris giggled as she watched her removed the sixteen-inch, pink, jelly-veined, double dildo and clean it.

  “Yeah, this is going to be a holiday I’ll ever forget.”

  “You scared?” Emery teased as she positioned herself between her girl’s thighs.

  Their position was perfect when she pulled one of Eri’s legs on top of her so that their bodies were intertwined like scissors.

  “No, but I am curious to see how this is about to go,” she confessed.

  The first time she tried to do this shit, minus the dildo, it was a fucking dud. Two juicy ass women grinding pussies was nothing like that shit being displayed on Pornhub.

  Emery licked her thumb before she started stroking it against her boo’s clit.

  “Just relax, mama. I’m an expert. Trust and believe that I know how to make this feel good for you,” she assured while looking her in the eye.

  They both were sitting up, leaning back on one hand for support when Eris watched Em glide the toy up and down her a center a few times. It sent a chill down her spine just seconds before Em poked it at her entrance.

  “You want me to fill this pussy up so I can fuck you, Eri? Tell me what you, bae.”

  Whew, the tantalizing sound of that woman’s voice had Eris’ nipples erect.

  “Mmm hmm,” she moaned while gnawing on her bottom lip. “And I want you, babe. All of you, how every you wanna give it to me, if you catch my drift. Shit…”

  The veins along the shaft of their sex toy felt like the real thing. It was nice in width too, so when Emery started thrusting her hips back and forth, Eris felt something in her canal tingle.

  Had Royce ever fucked her the way she and Em were bucking against this dildo, this moment wouldn’t have happened, and she meant that with good intentions.

  No shade.

  Maybe it’s because they were really feeling each other.

  Maybe it was the way they made each other smile into their phones.

  The way they watched their Netflix shows together over dinner.

  Maybe it was due their connection and daily interactions no matter how many miles sat between them before Em’s move.

  Their consistent and relentless efforts to be successful at a distant “relationship” and get to know each other beyond the physical.

  Maybe that’s what made fucking Em with a dildo feel so got damn pleasurable and inviting.

  They were in competition with each other, trying to see who’s moans were the sexiest, the loudest, the most arousing as they held onto each other’s knee and threw their hips in the perfect motions.

  “Emery, fuck! Shit, I’m about to cum!” Eris squealed as she rubbed on her clit in a forceful, circular motion.

  That was her cue.

  Emery untangled from their web and made Eris lay on her back.

  “Spread them legs, baby. Knees up.”

  Eri did as she was told.

  After sliding her end back inside her cave, Emery stood over Eris and squatted into a frog position, filling her, too. She planted her hands into the mattress on either side of Eris’ body, rotated her hips a little bit, then took off in a steady rhythm.

  The bed rocked, their sultry voices hit an octave, and Eris reached for Emery’s bouncing breasts as they worked their centers to the top of the next mountain top.

  “SHIT!”

  “FUCK!”

  When Eris pinched Em’s nipples with just the right force, it made her pussy contract, and she released like a water fountain.

  The dildo was so deep inside of them that their counterparts were touching. Since she was on top, the force she sent down on the toy with her every thrust made the opposite end hit a nerve, forcing Eris to cream all around it as well.

  She sat up and hungrily kissed Emery’s lips.

  They gnawed, tongue tangoed, and drowned within that open-mouth caress until their orgasms rolled over.

  Deep panting filled the air as Emery laid next to Eris. She hadn’t had such a euphoric experience like this for as long as she could remember.

  Eri was so affectionate.

  Yeah, she was hot, but Em melted when she rolled over and wrapped her arm around her waist. Light kisses filled the air for a second before they cuddled up and waited for their breathing to catch back on track.

  “I need something to eat now,” Emery expressed.

  Her hand rubbed in a circular motion on Eri’s ass cheek, who was resting with her head on her chest.

  “We can put those appetizers back i
n the oven,” her boo reminded her.

  Emery got excited when she remembered their little spread downstairs.

  “Bet. We can look through our gifts while it’s warming up.”

  She looked down and pressed her lips against Eri’s when they made eye contact.

  Minutes later, their naked bodies were descending the stairs, getting operation “Get their grub on” in motion.

  They snacked on chocolate covered strawberries and took a few more shots while opening their gifts. It felt like Christmas morning watching each other smile, laugh, and kiss from the thoughts they put into not only this exchange, but this Valentine’s Day as a whole.

  For once, they both were riding a wave with someone who they didn’t have to beg nor plead for their partner to reciprocate their feelings. If every day was to feel like tonight in their future, then both Eris and Emery Binx could admit that they’d hit the lottery.

  “How did we finally end up in ecstasy?”

  -Day 26

  5

  School had been kicking her ass.

  Eris thought her last semester would be smooth sailing before graduation, but it was obvious that those assumptions were a lie.

  Her projects were getting excessively tedious, the late nights were becoming frequent, there were days when she ran off two hours of sleep and a large vanilla roasted coffee to get her orders out…it’d been a lot this month.

  She could hardly get herself out the car when Emery dropped her off at her terminal.

  The month of February was now narrowed down to its last days, and she’d be spending the next week with her most favorite person in the world.

  Brendan called her an hour before her alarm was due to wake her up this morning, and he wouldn’t let her go until she told him she was headed to the airport.

  No lie, it warmed her heart to know how much her baby boy was excited to see her. His I miss you texts, phone calls, and Marco Polo notifications had increased tremendously. Ever since she got on him about their distance, he made sure to get it together for his mama.

  They already lived in two different states.

  Communication was an absolute must.