by Emily Vixen
"Sorry," Tammy said with a grin, "I couldn't resist. Your butt was just way too cute so I had to reach out and give it a little tap," she said with a laugh.
"O-oh." Maria didn't know what to say to that so didn't respond at all. A little part of her had hoped it was more than a spur of the moment thing. If Tammy started flirting with her then she was most certainly going to reciprocate. Even now her gentle little spank left Maria's pussy a little wetter than it had been a few moments ago.
"Wow, I always forget what a fancy bedroom you have." Tammy followed Maria into her room and took a moment to admire it before throwing herself onto the bed and putting the carrier bag down beside it. She bounced slightly on the bed, enjoying the comfort of the expensive mattress and soft, warm sheets against her bare legs and arms.
"Yeah, it's just a shame I normally have to enjoy the luxury on my own," Maria said with a wry smile, closing the bedroom door and sitting down on the edge of the bed. She held the two wine glasses out so Tammy could fill them.
"How long has it been since he was actually home for a night?" Tammy asked, grabbing the wine bottle and popping it open. She carefully filled both of the glasses while she spoke and then put the bottle on the bedside table, making sure it was out of the way and wouldn't get knocked over.
"It's been a couple of weeks now, though even when he's home he always seems so tired that we can't really do anything," Maria explained with a sigh. She took a gulp of her wine and offered the other glass to Tammy.
"Can't do anything?" Tammy asked with a grin, reaching out and taking the glass offered to her. "Whatever might that mean?"
"You know what it means," Maria said with a wry smile. "It means I don't remember the last time I really got to enjoy myself in bed. Well, not with my husband anyway," she added with a little laugh. She realised what she'd said a moment later and felt herself blush slightly. Either the alcohol was going to her head a lot faster than she'd expected or she was just so fed up of being sexually frustrated that she'd lost any sense of shame in talking about her under-active sex life.
"You've been having fun without your husband?" Tammy asked, taking a sip of her drink. "Ooh, sounds like gossip. Tell me. What's he like?"
"What?" Maria took a moment to realise the mistake her friend had made. "Oh, no! It's not a he."
"A she?" Tammy asked, her eyebrows raising in surprise. "Wow, I didn't think you had it in you."
"No," Maria chuckled, "not a she either. I just mean I've been using...er, marital aids," she said vaguely.
"Ah, a vibrator," Tammy said confidently, deciding to speak more plainly. "So I take it that it's been months since you saw action with another person then."
"Well...yes," Maria admitted, taking another swig of her drink. "Using my vibrator isn't the same as sleeping with another person. I just wish I could feel someone's body against mine again, you know? I could really use a good fuck." She felt a little embarrassed she'd said it so bluntly but she didn't really care. If she could talk to anyone about this then it was Tammy.
"Are you asking me to help out?" Tammy grinned, moving across the bed. She sat behind Maria with her legs either side of the other woman, resting a hand gently on her hip while she held her glass in the other.
"W-what?" Maria let out a nervous little laugh. "Are you serious?"
"Do you want me to be?" Tammy asked teasingly, leaning over and brushing Maria's hair aside. She came to rest her chin gently on Maria's shoulder, her warm breath tickling the sensitive skin on her neck.
"Mm, w-well, it...might be nice," Maria admitted surprisingly easily. "I mean, it's been a long time, and if I was ever going to do it with another woman it would be you," she confessed. Yes, the alcohol was definitely going to her head too quickly. Whatever Tammy had brought along was clearly stronger than what she was used to drinking. Then again, she didn't drink much anyway so that was probably part of the problem.
"Wow, you're a lot more forward than I expected," Tammy laughed, kissing Maria's neck softly and earning a quiet little moan from her. The hand on her hip slipped around to her front and up under her pyjama top, creeping towards her huge breasts. She didn't hesitate to take one of Maria's sizeable tits into her hand, giving it a little squeeze and earning another quiet whimper of pleasure from the other woman.
"Ah, I guess I really am desperate to finally get some action finally," Maria admitted quietly, squirming against Tammy and breathing heavily with lust.
"Then it seems like I came at just the right time, doesn't it?" Tammy moved away for a moment, much to Maria's dismay, though it turned out she was just putting their drinks to one side. Once the glasses were out of the way she moved around in front of Maria.
"So do you-?" Maria had been about to speak to her but was interrupted when Tammy leaned down and kissed her. Her lips were warm and wet and the kiss was already incredible. It only got better as Tammy pushed their bodies together, leaning against Maria and pushing her down onto the bed with her kiss. Their thin pyjamas were such a minor barrier that it already felt as if they were both pushing their naked bodies up against one another. Maria wrapped her arms around Tammy and held her tightly, kissing her deeply in return. Even after thinking about her friend earlier, she hadn't realised until now just how much she wanted the other woman.
Their lips parted after a moment and both of them were panting for breath. Neither of them knew how long they'd been kissing but already they were both desperate to do it again.
"Wow, that was...wow." Maria couldn't find the words to describe how she felt and quickly gave up. She figured Tammy got the idea anyway.
"Not too forward for you, I hope," Tammy said with a grin, leaning down again. She moved past Maria's lips this time and instead buried her head against her neck, kissing and nipping it here and there, earning more gasps and moans and yelps of pleasure from the other woman.
"Ah! Y-yes, it's...good," Maria admitted, breathing heavily, her huge chest heaving as she tried to breathe slowly and keep her overflowing lust under control. It felt incredible having Tammy all over her like this. She hadn't realised how much she wanted it before now, yet suddenly she realised she wanted nothing else in that moment. She reached up and ran a hand gently through Tammy's hair, moaning softly as she pulled the other woman close against her.
"We can take things further, if you'd like," Tammy suggested, kissing up along her neck to her ear. She nipped Maria's ear gently, earning another cute little gasp of pleasure from her.
"Further?" Maria asked excitedly, making no effort to hide her interest.
"I told you I brought along something extra in that bag, right? Why don't I show you what I brought?" Tammy moved away and Maria bit back a whine of disappointment when the warm body left hers. A moment later she realised that not having Tammy in her arms for a few moments was a worth sacrifice for what followed. She had reached into the bag and pulled out a thick, double-ended dildo.
"That's..." Maria's eyes widened in surprise. "Y-you brought that for us to use together?" she asked, stunned. She hadn't realised Tammy was so forward.
"I know you've not been getting any action lately, and honestly, I've been waiting a long time now for you to admit that you wanted a good fuck. I know you'd usually do it with your husband, but if he's not around to fill the role then I thought you might like me to step in and give you a hand," Tammy said with a grin,. She sat down on the bed beside Maria and slipped an arm around her waist, pulling her close and kissing her gently. "That is, if you're interested. If this is too much for you then you only have to ask me to stop."
"No, it's..." Maria felt herself blush slightly with embarrassment. "It's fine, I...I've actually uh, kind of...thought about you before, when I've been...enjoying myself," she explained awkwardly.
"Oh?" Tammy grinned at her. "Well now, that is good news. In that case I suppose it's only right that I give you a hand and help out where your husband's failed you, isn't it?" She hopped to her feet and didn't hesitate at all to whip off her top. Her tits weren'
t as big as Maria's but they were perkier. Maria couldn't help staring at the wonderful sight before her as Tammy continued to remove her clothes, going on to expose her neatly trimmed pussy.
"You seem pretty excited already," Maria chuckled, noticing the wetness already glistening slightly in Tammy's thighs.
"Can you blame me? I get to strip off in front of a sexy woman like you."
"Mm, well, I suppose it's only far that I return the favour then." She removed her top first, her huge, heavy tits bouncing into the open. He nipples were already erect with arousal as she exposed herself to Tammy. Things just got better from there as Tammy leaned in and gently kissed one of her nipples. Maria let out a little cry of pleasure and Tammy took a moment to enjoy the taste, flicking her tongue a few times over her nipple to pleasure her while groping and squeezing her other huge tit to balance out the pleasure she was giving her.
"Tammy!" Maria gasped, arching her back and pushing her chest even more into the other woman's reach. She loved every moment of the attention she was getting. She hadn't realised just how lonely and desperate she was getting with her husband away all the time. Then again, she was almost glad he was away so much if this is the kind of attention she'd be getting instead. It was even better with Tammy. Another woman had a much better idea what she wanted, and knew exactly where and how to touch her and how much or how little pressure to put on her. Tammy's tongue was flickering rapidly over her nipple, making her squeal and writhe with ecstasy beneath her. She bit back a little whine of disappointment when Tammy finally pulled away. Instead she simply breathed heavily, panting for breath after the incredible pleasure she'd suddenly been given.
"I've been wanting to do that for a long time," Tammy said with a grin, leaning up to kiss Maria again.
"You should have just asked," Maria laughed, "I'd have probably just let you."
"Really?"
"Well, I mean, my husband's away so much, and I have been missing the attention - plus, like I said, I've actually caught myself thinking about you in that way before now."
"I suppose we've both been waiting a long time for this," Tammy said with a chuckle. "Well in that case, why don't we stop wasting time and really enjoy ourselves, hm?"
Moments later the two of them were on the bed, naked and in each other's arms, hugging and squeezing and kissing and tasting the other. Tammy reached down with the double-ended dildo she'd presented earlier and let out a little yelp of pleasure as it easily slipped up inside of her already soaking wet slit. That little bit of extra pleasure had her burying her mouth against Maria's neck, moaning quietly before starting to kiss and nip at the tender skin there. Maria didn't want to be left out of course and reached down as well, helping Tammy to guide the other end of the toy into her own pussy. It was a little difficult in their lust-addled state but soon enough they found themselves on either end of the silicon cock.
"Fuck, Tammy!" Maria gasped, shifting her hips back and forth in order to fuck the toy inside of her pussy. Every motion caused the other end of the dildo to slide in and out of Tammy's cunt a little faster in turn, earning quiet little grunts and groans of pleasure from her friend.
"Ah, fuck, I've wanted this for so long!" Tammy groaned, desperately kissing Maria's neck before trailing the kisses up to her lips. Maria was more than happy to part her lips and they kissed passionately, their hips shifting in time with one another to plough the toy even deeper inside of both themselves and their partner. Eventually they managed to get it deep enough that every united thrust forward caused their pussies to rub up against one another, their stiff clits stimulating each other and urging them on to fuck even harder and faster than before.
It really had been too long. Maria couldn't hold it in for long. She suddenly let out a loud squeal of pleasure as the ecstasy of orgasm washed over her. Her entire body shuddered with relief and she held Tammy tightly, moaning into her mouth as she came hard against her. Getting to see and feel Maria in such a state of exhilaration was easily enough to bring Tammy up to her level. She held Maria tightly in her arms, kissing her deeply. She fucked her as hard and fast as she possibly could for a few moments, desperate to reach an orgasm of her own, and before long her wish was granted. Her pussy tightened and squelched around the thick toy spreading her pussy open and her cum was already dribbling down around the dildo, mixing with Maria's own sweet juices before pooling onto the bedsheets beneath them.
Neither of them spoke. There was no need to. Instead they remained silent in one another's arms, holding each other as their chests heaved with exhaustion and relief. There was plenty to talk about but all of that could wait. Right now they were happy to simply lay in one another's arms, holding the other's naked body close and basking in the pleasure of having finally fulfilled their desire of sleeping with the other. Although neither of them said it, it was clear that this wasn't going to be the last time they slept together. It had been too incredible to be a one-time thing. Maria was suddenly fine with her husband never being home. She realised she was much happier with Tammy anyway.
A Lovely Lesbian Alien
Karen yawned loudly, leaning her head on her fist and propping her elbow against the arm of the couch. Her other hand was busy fiddling with the remote, flicking through channel after channel after channel in a desperate search for something interesting to watch. With countless channels and even video-on-demand now an option it seemed bizarre to imagine not having anything interesting to watch yet somehow that was exactly the situation she now found herself in. No matter where she looked or how long she spent channel surfing she simply couldn't find anything worth her time.
“Maybe I just don't want to watch anything,” she decided, finally giving up and turning the television off. She dropped the remote on the couch beside her and finally lifted her head up, freeing both of her hands in order to stretch them high above her head. She let out a little groan of relief as she stretched out her body but interrupted it with a little grunt of discontent when she heard one of her elbows crack. She really was wasting away just sitting in front of the television every night. It wasn't a good thing to do anyway but it was an especially terrible waste of her time when there wasn't even anything good to watch.
With a grunt of effort, she manage to pry herself from the couch and get to her feet. She stopped to stretch again, though a little more cautiously this time. It was unpleasant having to hear the bones in her elbow cracking and she didn't want to repeat the experience with her knees. She wasn't even that old yet. She was barely even thirty. Her body shouldn't have been seizing up like this so early on. Then again, she supposed it was nothing to do with how old she was. It was all do with how she spent her life. Day after day wasting away in front of the television screen simply wasn't good for you.
“Maybe I'll read a book,” she decided, wandering off to her bedroom to check her bookshelf. It had been full for a long time now and she regularly bought more books but never seemed to find the time to read them. That was mainly because she was too busy watching the television. Hopefully now she would be able to settle down and actually enjoy reading for once.
She spent a solid fifteen minutes browsing through her bookshelf in search of something to read, and after all that time she managed to find absolutely nothing that caught her interest. The books always looked interesting when they caught her eye in the store or while she was shopping online but they suddenly seemed much less interesting once she owned them. The major draw seemed to be simply buying things and owning them rather than actually making use of them. Still, she would hold on to them all the same, because despite turning her nose up at the books again and again she was still convinced that she would eventually get around to reading them.
Karen returned to her living room and huffed, placing her hands on her hips as she surveyed her small, private kingdom. She could do anything she pleased here. Unfortunately having so many possibilities laid out before her left her struggling to choose anything. Perhaps taking a different route would help, she decided. S
he would threaten herself with having to clean. Then she would no doubt suddenly find something interesting to do, simply because she didn't want to do her usual household chores. It was a clever idea but inevitably it didn't work out. If someone was telling her to clean then of course she would find something else to do, but trying to trick herself in such a fashion wouldn't work. It was just something else to add to the huge pile of things she didn't want to do.
“Maybe I'll work out a little,” Karen decided, figuring she might as well do something to help with her stiff, creaking joints. If she was fed up of feeling old then she could do something about it. She was still young enough to make a difference, after all. She started digging through her things, looking for her old dumbbells that she had sworn she would use after ordering them online during a New Year's party two years ago. Considering that she didn't know where they were, she clearly hadn't managed to keep up on her New Year's resolution to start working out more and get in shape. After a good ten minutes of searching she failed to find them and just made the room even messier. Her attempt to do something with her life other than watching television hadn't worked out in the slightest. It was starting to seem like the better option was to waste away in front of a second-rate show she didn't really care about after all.
“...no,” she decided aloud when she started reaching for the television remote again. “No, I'm not going to keep doing this,” she said firmly, stepping away from the couch. She was sick of doing this. She was sick of saying she was going to exercise and get in shape and not bothering. She wasn't fat by any means but lately even being average seemed to be considered too much, and if she wanted to start getting some action rather than spending time alone every night then getting into shape would definitely help her on that front. Sure she couldn't find her dumbbells but that wasn't the only way to work out.