by Sabrina Kane
“I know,” Ainsley said.
“We definitely should go.”
“We definitely should.”
“So let’s continue this in the limo,” Rachel said.
But Ainsley wasn’t going to let Rachel off that easily.
Pulling away slightly so that she could look down at Rachel’s lovely upturned and flushed face, Ainsley asked, “And what does that mean?”
Grinning up at her, Rachel said, “It means I’m hungry and I want to continue this on our way to food.”
Ainsley cocked an eyebrow.
“Mm,” she began, “is that all?”
“Nope!”
Ainsley rolled her eyes.
“Fine. Just as well; I’m starving too. Hey, let’s have a piece of chocolate each!” she suggested, stepping away from Rachel.
“Oh thank god, you said that!” Rachel stated. “I have been dying to have one since I picked them up!”
Laying one of the boxes down on the table, Ainsley removed the clear plastic shell which encased the collection of chocolates and selected the piece with the first letter of her name. She then picked up another piece and handed it to Rachel.
“Ready?” she asked, lifting the candy to her mouth.
“Fuck yes,” Rachel answered, doing the same.
They bit into their pieces at the same time. Ainsley felt her knees go weak.
“Oh my fucking god!” she exclaimed, her eyes rolling back in her head. “This is so fucking good!”
Rachel was actually banging on the table, her body contorting like she needed to pee really bad.
“Holy Jesus, I could eat this whole box!” she said.
“Plan B,” Ainsley began, after taking the last bite of the delectable square. “We stay here and eat all this chocolate.”
“I have wine and coffee,” Rachel said around another mouthful of candy.
“All we need is a cat and you’ve just described Lesbian Nirvana,” Ainsley said.
Chapter 15
After Rachel grabbed her purse and a light sweater in case she got chilly, they left her house.
God, she was soaked! After their long embrace in the dining room, when Rachel had almost passed out with the strength of her desire for Ainsley, she had considered telling her guest to wait a few moments so that she could retreat to her bedroom and put on a more practical pair of panties. But she opted not, wanting instead to get in the limo with Ainsley in part because, yes, she was hungry and anxious to get to the restaurant, and in part because if she was going to make a fool of herself, she’d rather be in a neutral location like a hired car than in her own house.
“You remember where we’re going?” Ainsley asked the driver, who had come out to open the back door for them.
“Yes, ma’am,” he said.
The interior of the limo was as sumptuous as Rachel imagined it would be. And it was big enough for an entire bachelorette party to make use of, which was the last time Rachel was in a limo, when her friend Lucy got married in L.A. And even though there was more than enough space for her and Ainsley to sit comfortably apart from one another, Rachel wanted nothing to do with that and snuggled right next to the doctor, who put her arm around her shoulders and pulled her in closer.
“God, this is awesome!” Rachel said, checking out the appointments in the luxury car. “Such a good idea! You’re spoiling me already!”
“I am determined to be the anti-Josh tonight,” Ainsley explained. “Do you want some Champagne?” she asked as the limo started moving.
Rachel did want some Champagne but instead she said, “In a minute.” She swallowed and then blurted out, “First, I want to kiss you.”
Ainsley pulled away enough to be able to look at her. Rachel was delighted to see that judging from the expression on Ainsley’s face, the idea of kissing her was exciting her friend.
“Is that so?” Ainsley asked in a low almost-growl which made her already sexy voice even sexier.
Rachel nodded.
“Fuck, I want to kiss you!” she said, staring at Ainsley’s lips, which tonight were lacquered with a soft pink gloss which made them so goddam inviting.
“I won’t stop you…” Ainsley assured her.
“But…”
“What?”
Rachel pulled back a little more so she could look at Ainsley even more. She tried to meet the doctor’s eyes but found it difficult.
“What if I don’t like it?” she asked quietly.
Ainsley nodded.
“OK, that’s a fair question,” she said.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” Rachel said. “I mean, I know that there’s been something going on between us for a while now, Ains, and I’ve been enjoying it so much and wanting to act on it. But this would be my first time and…”
“Hey, hey, hey!” Ainsley interjected. “It’s okay. It’s just a kiss. Under the circumstances, if you don’t like it then at least we tried it, right? Because you’re right…there’s been something going on between us and I think it’s about time we figured out if that something is going to actually turn into something else.”
“Are you sure?”
“Rach, let’s just find out,” Ainsley said. “And I won’t be offended or hurt, I promise.”
“I should make you pinky promise but I can’t stop touching you,” Rachel murmured. This was true. Her hands, one on Ainsley’s back, the other on the top of Ainsley’s left thigh, were right where she wanted them to be now.
“Guess you’ll just have to trust me,” Ainsley said, cocking her eyebrow.
And that did it.
Rachel had always found it oddly alluring whenever Ainsley cocked her eyebrow and this time was no different. Suddenly, her inhibitions and nervousness disappeared and she pressed her lips against Ainsley’s.
Instantly, below her waist, heat bloomed and tingles spread and that’s when she knew. She knew she shouldn’t have worried if she would like kissing Ainsley.
She loved kissing Ainsley.
The doctor’s lips were so amazingly soft and slippery because of that lip gloss and it seemed they belonged touching her lips. Groaning, she poked her tongue out and it was met by Ainsley’s and as the two tongues circled each other, Rachel loving how warm Ainsley’s was, she groaned even more, knowing that she was going to take this a lot further.
Bringing the hand that was on Ainsley’s thigh up, she cupped the back of Ainsley’s head and used it to hold those lips tighter against her own. Ainsley moaned and her tongue played with Rachel’s even more forcefully now, sending chills down Rachel’s spine, revving up her libido even more, causing her center to ache with want.
She wanted to experience more, as much as she could in this limo before they reached La Jolla. She wanted to unleash this new form of desire which had been growing in her ever since that moment thirteen days ago when she first saw Ainsley. A woman. A woman whom she craved.
She moved the hand cupping Ainsley’s head down and slid it slowly along Ainsley’s neck as they continued kissing. Then lower still, playing her fingers along Ainsley’s collarbone.
Ainsley whimpered.
Then lower still until finally Rachel’s hand was cupping another woman’s breast, Ainsley’s breast.
Their kiss broke then because Ainsley’s tilted her head back, gasping, exposing her neck, which Rachel then started licking, sucking and kissing as her hand marveled at the fullness of what her hand now covered. She flicked her thumb over the fabric of Ainsley’s dress and her clit throbbed when she detected Ainsley’s rock-hard nipple beneath it.
She needed more.
Stealing a glance to her right, she made sure the privacy screen was up between them and the driver.
“Ains…let me…”
And she gave Ainsley’s breast a firm squeeze.
With another groan, Ainsley didn’t hesitate. One at a time, she first pulled one of the straps of her dress off her shoulder and then the other and then yanked the dress down further. Suddenly, Rachel felt faint agai
n as she was treated to the sight of Ainsley’s gorgeous breasts completely filling a black lace bra, dusky pink nipples that were larger than her own visible through the fabric.
“Oh my god!” Rachel murmured before mashing her lips against Ainsley’s again for another deep and bruising kiss. But she didn’t let this one last too long because she wanted her mouth somewhere else. Breaking the kiss with a firm tug on Ainsley’s lower lip with her teeth, she then reached behind the blonde, found the clasp to her bra and undid it hurriedly.
Ainsley shrugged the bra off her shoulders and Rachel helped pull it completely off and then there they were! Rachel licked her lips at the sight of Ainsley’s breasts and she knew that she was past the point of no return now. Kissing Ainsley hadn’t turned her off; feeling Ainsley up hadn’t turned her off; and now, seeing Ainsley’s bare breasts wasn’t turning her off. She wanted this. No confusion, no doubt. She knew there was more yet to come; more intimate touching and acts. She supposed she might have a different reaction to those but she’d cross that bridge she came to it. Right now, however, she was salivating.
Pressing herself forward, she forced Ainsley to lean back against the cushions of the limo’s leather wraparound seating and then lowered her head and pulled an erect nipple into her mouth, circling her tongue around it.
“God, Rachel!” Ainsley squawked, holding Rachel’s head against the breast with both hands.
Meanwhile, as she sucked, Rachel’s pussy was a faucet. She felt her warm arousal leaking out past her folds. That new thong had no chance to contain it and it was now coating her thighs. She was even able to feel a trail of it moving along her leg, tickling her somewhat which added to how turned-on she was.
She decided to experiment by giving the nipple in her mouth a tiny nibble.
“Oh my god, yes!” Ainsley moaned.
Thus encouraged, Rachel clamped down a bit harder and held it between her teeth while her tongue flicked across the very tip of it.
“Rachel, my fucking god!”
It was time to move on to the other breast and so Rachel did, repeating the same ministrations, earning more exclamations of delight from Ainsley.
If her mouth wasn’t so occupied, Rachel knew she would smile. It was making her feel silly and proud hearing Ainsley’s sounds of pleasure. This was her first time with a woman, after all. And not just any woman. Ainsley. A lesbian who was supernaturally gorgeous and whom Rachel knew must have had some amazing lovers. Yet from the noises the sexy surgeon was making, Rachel was doing everything right so far.
I need to know…
Breasts were one thing, Rachel considered, still suckling on Ainsley’s. But it was time to learn if she could handle other things.
Without relinquishing her mouth’s grip on Ainsley’s nipple, Rachel ran her left hand along Ainsley’s flat abdomen, still covered by the dress. Eventually, her hand found the hem of the garment and she aggressively tugged on it upwards, signaling to Ainsley what she wanted.
Ainsley complied, lifting the edge of her dress up past her waist. Now Rachel let go of her breast and repositioned herself so she was now lying next to Ainsley on the plush seat instead of on top of her. She rested her head against the soft pillow of flesh that was Ainsley’s breast as she looked down past Ainsley’s waist.
The panties matched the bra. Of course they did. Rachel would have expected nothing less. She played her fingers along the top edge of them, her heart pounding, her desire still in overdrive.
“Off,” she whispered, turning her head slightly to give Ainsley’s still erect nipple a quick lick as incentive.
Ainsley wordlessly reached down and shimmied out of the underwear.
Rachel moaned.
Starting again on Ainsley’s toned abdomen, Rachel slid her hand toward her target.
She gasped when she felt her fingers encounter the soft hairs of the landing strip of curls on Ainsley’s groomed mound. Already, she was in new territory, never having touched any woman’s hairs down there before.
In amazement of this new experience, Rachel played with Ainsley’s hairs with the tips of her fingers, careful not to yank them, instead, rubbing them between her fingertips and softly pulling on them. They were darker than the hair on Ainsley’s head, browner, like creamed coffee.
She heard Ainsley’s breathing became more rapid and she felt Ainsley’s chest rising and falling more quickly now.
Rachel decided that now was the time. Swallowing, she continued sliding her hand lower until the hairs gave way to soft and slick flesh. Now her own breathing was picking up pace and her own nipples were becoming even harder. She felt the inner walls of her pussy clench and her panties get even wetter.
“Oh fuck!” Ainsley muttered as Rachel felt her fingers brush past Ainsley’s clit, the swollen nub jumping a bit at the contact.
“Oh fuck!” Rachel mimicked, her heart racing incredibly fast. “I love hearing you react!”
And then Ainsley did something which turned Rachel on even more. Ainsley opened her legs even wider, giving herself entirely over to Rachel’s inexperienced hand.
With a mewl of desire, Rachel felt her fingers finally contact Ainsley’s folds.
Oh my fucking god!
Ainsley was soaked! Instantly, Rachel’s fingers became coated in the slippery essence and Rachel immediately, instinctually, began sliding her fingers up and down through the folds, Ainsley moaning as she did so, gently rocking her hips.
After a few moments of this, Rachel couldn’t help herself. She pulled her hand away and looked at her fingers. They were shiny, glistening. When she brought them together and then separated them, tiny strands of sticky arousal stretched between them. Some of it was crystal clear, some of it was milky. Rachel felt her world trembling. She was actually looking at her own fingers covered in the excitement of another woman!
I need to know!
Slowly, she brought the fingers close to her mouth. Ainsley’s sexual scent filled her nostrils and Rachel’s eyes rolled back in her head momentarily. When she reopened them, she tentatively reached out her tongue and then swiped it along the tips of her middle and ring fingers. She didn’t know what to expect. Would she recoil from the taste? Would her heretofore unquestioned heterosexuality suddenly kick in, remind her who she really was and make her jump up from this limo’s bench seat to get as far away from Ainsley as possible in this confined space?
But no…
Again her eyes rolled back as the tangy sweetness of this woman’s sex filled her mouth. It was amazing! And she wanted more! So now she inserted those two fingers past her lips and fully into her mouth and proceeded to suck Ainsley’s arousal off them. Her pussy was clenching harder, her clit was pulsing like a heartbeat.
With her other hand, she quickly lifted the hem of her own dress and then shoved that hand into her panties and started pressing hard against her clit, rubbing it furiously while in her mouth, her tongue continued cleaning her fingers and she continued swallowing the liquid form of Ainsley.
It happened so fast.
When she came, she scream/moaned around her fingers as the dam inside her pussy burst and her come actually spurted out of her while her hips quaked with the release. Finally, she had to take her fingers out in order to let out a proper scream as the intensity of waves multiplied while her entire core spasmed delightfully in bliss.
“Ainsley! Fuck!” she called out, loving the way her mouth was still full of that woman’s flavor.
Finally, she was released from the grip of the orgasm and she lay there panting hard, her hand still pressed against her center, feeling it throb.
“Oh my god! That was the hottest thing I’ve ever fucking seen!”
Ainsley…
With the orgasm subsided, Rachel came back to her senses and her hands flew to her face, covering it to hide her embarrassment.
“Oh fuck, I’m the worst lover ever!” she moaned.
How could she have done that? She had meant to pleasure Ainsley! She was actually in the
process of fingering Ainsley when she suddenly stopped and took care of her own pleasure!
“Oh my god, I am so fucking sorry!” she moaned, her face still covered by her hands.
She felt Ainsley snuggle even closer.
“Look at me,” Ainsley whispered.
Sighing, Rachel took her hands away and turned her head, which was still resting on Ainsley’s breast, upwards to face her.
“I’m sorry,” she said again. “I’m not exactly the best lesbian lover, am I?”
Ainsley laughed.
“Why are you apologizing?”
“Because I left you high and dry like that!”
“Are you kidding me?” Ainsley said. “That was fucking hot! Watching you lose control like that from tasting me on your fingers? Especially since it was your first time?”
Ainsley gasped and Rachel saw her eyes cloud with lust.
“Besides,” Ainsley then whispered, taking hold of Rachel’s left hand and guiding it back between her legs, “do I feel dry to you?”
“Oh my fuck!” Rachel squeaked, her eyes opening wide as she returned her gaze to what was happening south of Ainsley’s waist.
If Ainsley had been soaked before, she was flooded now! Rachel was touching nothing but pure liquid arousal and it was reigniting her own pussy. Already, she could feel the familiar bundle of pressurized pleasure building up below her shaven mound.
“Fuck, why does touching you make me want to come so much?” she asked.
For her part, Ainsley was whimpering, moaning as Rachel played her fingers through all that wetness.
“Taste me again, Rach,” she said.
And so once more, fingers that were completely coated were brought up to Rachel’s mouth and sucked clean. This time, however, when she was done, she resumed her fingering of Ainsley.
Ainsley adjusted herself slightly so that she could now reach between Rachel’s legs and Rachel shuddered when she felt her panties pulled aside and contact with her clit was made.
“Don’t move your hand,” Ainsley breathed. “You’re in the perfect spot!”
“Okay,” Rachel said, feeling Ainsley start to rock her hips. Rachel started doing the same against Ainsley’s hand. “Oh my god, Ains…”