I did, and it was perfect.
"Step in." She gave me a hand to steady me, then she followed behind me. I heard the shower curtain close, and I thought perhaps she adjusted it.
"Turn around," she said. "Face the water with your hands against the wall. You may adjust the shower head if you need to." I obeyed her. Then she slipped her feet between mine. "Spread your legs as wide as they fit inside the tub."
I felt her press against my back as she reached past me. Then she was soaping my back, her hand with the soap sliding over me. She washed my arms, my pits, my sides. Then she pressed against me and reached around to wash my front.
She took her time, teasing my breasts as she washed them.
"I want you," she whispered into my ear. "And I am going to have you."
"Yes," I said breathlessly.
She moved her attention to my hips and my pelvis, her hands continuing to move over me. She washed my ass, her hands cupping me and rubbing against me.
"You may say no to this next part if it's too much, Jade."
In response I wriggled my butt at her. She laughed. Then the hand with the soap was between my legs, and she was cupping my vulva. I squirmed and jumped a little.
"Is this okay?"
"Yes." I moaned a little.
"More?"
"Yes."
Her fingers parted me, slipping between the lips of my labia, and I almost collapsed from the sensations. She found my clitoris and I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out.
She teased me, then her finger slipped inside of me. I squirmed more, pressing against her hand.
Then she withdrew.
"No..."
"Patience."
"I don't want to be patient."
She kissed my spine. "You're not all clean yet."
I felt her kneel behind me and she washed my legs, then slowly stood up. Her hand slipped between me again, teasing for just a moment.
"Yes," I told her. "Please."
"Not yet," she said, slipping away again. "Jade, I'm going to do something now that is going to surprise you. Just for a moment. Don't stop me, even if you want to. Trust me."
Her hand slipped between my legs again, but then she began sliding it back, along the crease of my buttocks until her fingers were tapping against my anus.
"Jessica?"
"Shhh. Trust me."
Every time she tapped against me, it sent the strangest sensations through me. My squirms grew more desperate. She teased me, but never entered me. She just teased me, then her fingers moved on.
"I thought-" I thought she was going to penetrate me there, and I didn't know at all how I felt about it.
"I know," she said. "You're not ready yet. I made you nervous, but you liked it."
"Yes and yes." I said. "That's where your toy goes, the one you caught me looking at."
"Yes."
"Are you going to use it?"
"Not for a while," she said. "Not until you're ready."
She pressed her body against mine, leaning against me for a moment. I was still leaning against the wall. She reached for something.
"Stand up straight now, Jade," she said. "You can keep a hand on the wall next to you for balance. Wet your hair. I am going to wash it."
I pushed off against the wall and stood up straight then soaked my hair. I felt her hands, pushing my hair through the water, pulling my hair from my face. Then I leaned away from the water. I felt as she poured shampoo directly onto my head, and she used far more than she needed to. She giggled.
Her hands felt amazing as she lathered up the shampoo and massaged it into my scalp. "Ohhh," I said, moaning. "Oh, that's nice."
She spent a long time washing my hair. I felt the soap sliding down my body. Periodically she encouraged it, reaching around me to caress my breasts or tease my nipples. Every nerve ending in my body was alive, responding to her touch.
"Do you understand what you're doing to me?" I asked.
"Oh yes," she said. "I very much know what I'm doing to you." She kissed my shoulder. "I am wrapping you around my finger."
I laughed. "Yes. Please don't stop."
"Jade, you understand you're going to have lesbian sex tonight."
"Good."
"You understand there's a lesbian playing with you in the shower. Doing things to you. Turning you into a lesbian."
I laughed. "I thought you couldn't make someone gay."
"Were you a lesbian yesterday when you got up?"
"No. Or. I maybe I didn't know I was."
She let me think about it, but not for very long, because then her hands were roaming up and down my body, washing me a second time with the soap from all the shampoo she had used. She reached between my legs again, teasing me, driving me more insane with need.
"Jessica, I don't know how much more I can take."
"How much more of this?" she asked, flicking my slit with a finger. I jumped. "Or this?" she gently pinched my clitoris. "Do you want me to stop?"
"No!"
"Do you want more?"
"Yes," I said, moaning. "More."
She switched hands, reaching around with her left to tease my sex. Her right collected more soap, and then it was at my anus again. Her left flicked my clit. Her right tapped against the opening of my anus. Flick, tap, flick, tap.
"Ohh," I said, my brain shutting down again.
Flick, tap, flick, then her finger pushed very slightly inside of me while her other hand pinched my clitoris. I practically jumped out of my skin.
"Jessica-"
"Enjoy, Jade. Relax and enjoy. We're in no rush."
Flick. Press. Slide a little deeper. Flick, pinch, and I was riding both of her hands, begging for more with my body.
Then slowly she slid back out of me. I felt her fingers depart, but still her left hand continued to tease my engorged and sensitive clitoris.
"Tell me if you liked that."
"I did, Jessica.
She gave me an especially good flick, sending shivers through my entire body.
"Normally I'd finish you here in the shower," she said. "But you're not anywhere near worked up enough."
"What?" I squeaked.
"My turn," she said. She washed her hands under the water. "Rinse your hair."
She took soap suds from me as I rinsed my hair. I imagine she was washing her hands. Well, one finger in particular. I started to blush.
"Did you like it, Jessica?"
"It's dirty."
"Did you like it?"
"It's dirty."
"Did you like it? Answer my question."
"Yes, I liked it. But now I'm embarrassed."
"Don't think about that. Think about how it felt. Think about how much you enjoy what I do to you. I like doing it. I like it a lot. I like knowing it's especially intense. I like knowing it makes you feel more vulnerable, more like you belong to me. I like knowing you let me do it. I am going to do that to you. A lot. And it's going to get more intense, once I know you can take it. You're going to love it. You are going to melt in my hands. You won't be able to help yourself."
"But-"
"No," she said. "You enjoyed it. I enjoy it. I like claiming you, and invading you is part of claiming you."
"But I don't think I can do that to you."
"Good. I don't like it very often. Sometimes, if I'm in just the right mood, but it's not something you ever have to do."
"What kind of moods."
"Needy and submissive. You'll know when I'm open to that, but you will never be obligated. I am going to do it to you a lot though. Not every love making session, but a lot. Sometimes with my hands, sometimes with toys. How does that make you feel?"
"Vulnerable."
"Good."
She turned me around and kissed me, just a brief kiss. When she broke it, she said, "My turn. You may open your eyes."
I opened my eyes to look at her. She was smiling, and I wanted her so badly.
"You may wash me however you want," she said. "
If you aren't ready to be quite as thorough with me as I was with you, that's all right."
"All right," I said. I shifted past her further so she was between me and the water, then I backed her up so the water was running over her head and down both her front and back.
She faced me while I washed her. It was so strange. I'd showered with a couple of men before, and I'd never really gotten into it. It was so different with Jessica. I enjoyed touching her, exploring her body, and I used the shower I was giving her to explore thoroughly. She smiled at me, although her eyes lidded halfway when I got near any of the erogenous areas.
"Mmmm," she said a few times. "That's nice."
I washed her everywhere except between her legs, then moved up her legs slowly, my hands soapy. I looked up into her face. Her eyes were closed, and she spread her legs a little further for me.
I knelt in front of her and let my fingers caress her vulva, tangling in the hairs. I looked up and she was biting her lip. I turned my attention to her crotch, then used my fingers to part her labia. She caught her breath when my fingers slide along her slit, sliding inside, then back out.
"Is this good?"
"Yes," she said. "Whatever you do is good."
"I don't know what I'm doing."
"Enjoy yourself," she said. "You're just teasing now anyway."
So I did. I had never before touched a woman like this. I wondered whether she enjoyed the same things I did. I imagine she did. I teased her clit and she gasped.
"Good?"
"Yes."
"More?"
"Yes."
I used more soap, then tested and flicked her clitoris, pinching it, playing with it. She began to squirm. Then I slid a finger inside her. She was tight, and she squeezed my finger. I slipped out of her then slipped two fingers inside, pressing against her engorged clit with the heel of my hand while sliding my fingers as deeply insider her as I could.
She pressed her self more deeply against my fingers. I thrust deeper inside her, as deeply as I could, then curled my fingers to caress her G-spot.
"Oh!" she gasped.
I slid my fingers in and out of her, teasing her clit and the wall of her vagina, then pressing and teasing her G-spot. With my fingers still inside of her, I stood up, cupping her, and took her breast into my mouth.
Women have much better parts to play with than men!
I nipped her nipple lightly, then pulled away and finished standing up, curling my fingers inside of her. She opened her eyes and looked at me. She was panting lightly. "Do you *gasp* enjoy doing that?"
"Yes," I said. "I want to do more."
She smiled. "Good." She reached out for the back of my neck and pulled me into a kiss. My hand dislodged from inside of her, and I whined into the kiss. She broke the kiss and said, "We have all night. Taste me."
"How?"
"From your fingers."
"Eww."
She took my hand and pulled my hand to her mouth, wrapping her lips around my fingers. Her eyes closed and she looked pleased to suck on my fingers. Then she opened them. "That's how I taste," she said. Then she slipped her fingers down my stomach until she reached my curly fur. "Spread for me, Jade."
"No. You're going to taste me. It's gross."
"No, it's not. Spread for me or we don't have a relationship."
"Jessica, please."
"I'm serious, Jade. I want to know what you taste like. Right now."
Slowly I spread my legs enough she could slide to fingers between my legs. She easily parted my labia and I felt her enter me. "Don't close your eyes. Watch me," she said. "Don't look away or I'll be angry."
I gasped then as she slid her fingers in and out of me several times, teasing me badly, then she withdrew and slowly drew her fingers to her mouth. She slipped her lips around her fingers, staring me in the eyes the entire time. She sucked on her fingers, smiling and moaning a little in pleasure. She slowly withdrew her fingers then said, "Oh, you taste amazing, Jade. I am going to enjoy you a great deal."
"It's gross," I said quietly.
"No, Jade, it gives me a high, tasting you. But I understand you're not ready yet. Please don't ruin my fun though. I like it."
"Seriously?"
"Oh yes. Very much so." She smiled. "Will you wash my hair now?"
I nodded and reached for the shampoo. I took my time, washing very thoroughly. When she was clean, I turned her to the water and rinsed all the soap from her hair, then sluiced it down her body, cupping her breasts a few times while doing so. She leaned back against me and laid her head on my shoulder, turning to kiss the side of my neck.
Once we were both soap free, she turned off the water for us, opened the shower curtain, and reached for a towel. She began drying me, then wrapped that towel around my head for my hair before wrapping me in a second towel. She took a third towel, and I used it to dry her.
* * *
She kept her hands away from me for a while. We went to the bedroom together, holding hands, but dressed separately. She watched me the entire time.
"I thought-"
"Dinner," she said. "I'm starving."
"But-"
"You said go slow."
"That was hardly slow!"
She laughed. "Complaints?"
"Not one, except you stopped."
"Paused. Don't worry, you'll be screaming my name over and over soon enough."
"I'm not a screamer."
"We shall see," she said with a mischievous look. Once we were dressed, she took my hand and led me to the kitchen. We divided up the food and began washing and cutting things up for dinner. She stepped outside to light the grill. We ate outside, sitting side-by-side looking out at the lake. I leaned against her and laid my head on her shoulder.
"This is what our life together would be like?"
"Not a bad life."
"No, not a bad life. But you're a tease."
She laughed. "Yes, I am." She grinned then sighed. "I am at least as worked up as you are, Jade."
I squirmed a little. "How can you stand it?"
"I love it. You are going to learn you get the best orgasms when I am completely crazy with desire for you."
"Oh?"
"Uh huh. It's to your advantage to keep me constantly worked up."
"Like this?" I slid my hand down between her legs. She was wearing jeans. I tried teasing her through the jeans. "I don't think this is working very well."
"What are you going to do about it?"
I fumbled at it, but I unzipped and unbuttoned her jeans and slid my fingers inside her pants, outside her panties. I began scratching over her labia.
"Ohh," she said. "Yes, that's good for getting me more worked up."
She let me continue to tease her for a while. I liked listening to her catch her breath. But then she said, "It's time for dessert."
"What's for dessert?"
"You."
I began to blush.
"I am going to blindfold you."
"Oh, I like that."
"And take off all your clothes."
"What about your clothes?"
"We'll see. Then I am going to tie you to the bed."
I flicked my fingers in her crotch again, and she caught her breath.
"Then I am going to spend a very long time driving you crazy."
She stood up, zipped up her pants, and collected both our plates. "Come, Jade."
Obediently I followed her into the cabin. We cleaned up together, then she began pushing me towards the bedroom, kissing me every few steps.
"Last chance to say 'no'," she said.
I smiled at her. "I want this."
"I want you. I want to see you helpless and squirming, vulnerable. I want to hear you beg. I want to know you need me."
We arrived at the bedroom. She slipped past me to the nightstand. She withdrew one of the scarves, then turned to me. "Come here, Jade."
I walked up to her, looking her in the eye.
"Mine."
"Yes."
She wrapped the silk around my head and tied it securely, then adjusted it. "If that falls off accidentally, I won't punish you, but if you help it, you won't like what happens."
"What will you do?"
"I don't know, but you won't like it."
Then her hands were on my clothes. She took her time undressing me. Soon I was standing in front of her, naked. Twice I had reached for her, but she clasped my hands and set them on top of my head. "Clasp your fingers together, Jade." So I spent the rest of the time while she undressed me with my hands on top of my head.
Then she took me by my wrists and moved my hands to her hips, stepping up very close to me. She reached with a hand and lifted my chin to her, kissing me. It was a sweet kiss. My heart was pounding from everything she was doing, but I had long ago given up any pretense. This is what I wanted.
"If you start to freak out, Jade, I'll stop."
"I'm not going to freak out."
"I am going to tie you do the bed. You'll be helpless."
"I trust you."
She took one of my wrists, and I felt her wrap silk around it, tying it firmly but not too tightly. Then she tied silk around the other wrist. She used the two tethers to pull me to the bed, then arranged me the way she wanted me.
I was nervous and excited. In some ways, I knew what she was going to do, but in other ways, I didn't. My first lesbian lovemaking, and it was going to be a little kinky besides. My heart pounded harder.
The bed had a wood headboard with spindles at the top on the ends. That's what she tied my wrists to. I was soon lying on the bed, pillows underneath me, my arms spread wide and pulled over my head. Then she wrapped silk around each ankle and pulled them wide with my knees bent. She tied them off to something.
I heard cloth fall to the floor.
Then she was sitting on the bed, touching me, stroking my sides, my face.
"If you try rushing me," she said. "I will gag you."
I licked my lips. I wasn't sure how I felt about that.
"You may say my name. If you say anyone else's name, I will be forced to punish you. It is only you and me here."
"Yes, Jessica," I told her.
All the while she talked to me, she was stroking my skin, teasing my nipples, or brushing her fingers across my labia, causing me to squirm. I realized that with my knees bent, it changed the angle of things, making me more open to her.
"If I ask a question, I expect an answer. If you fail to answer, I will punish you."
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