Steps to Submission Volume 3: Virgin Lesbian Erotic Romance (Steps to Submission Bundles)

by Lexie X

  Her eyes low, her body moving in rhythm, Isabella nodded emphatically.

  Cautiously, Piper rubbed herself a little harder. For the first time, she began purposely letting what she was feeling show on her face and in the movements of her body. She'd never really put on a show for anyone before, not like that, but Isabella seemed to react energetically even if her efforts were hesitant and amateurish. Once the blonde started to buck, her eyes still locked on target, Piper knew it was time to move forward. "Come here."

  Isabella gave a sigh of relief as she was finally given the go-ahead to release her pent-up desires. Moving forward between her girlfriend's open legs, she leaned down—

  "Nope," Piper stopped her again.

  Unable to really speak, Isabella gave her a frustrated look.

  "Take a breath," she explained. "Feel the heat, enjoy my scent." She fought down embarrassment at having to speak so explicitly about the cravings and needs she'd always kept to herself. She reminded herself of their unbreakable bond and still-growing closeness, and her embarrassment faded. "Savor each detail."

  Slowing her masturbation, Isabella nodded.

  Piper shivered as warm breath rolled across her intimate heat. "This is seriously the best thing ever…"

  Isabella gave her a wry look up from between her legs and then pressed her lips against glistening labia.

  Clutching the edge of the bed with both hands, Piper forced down a near-orgasm. "I'm so ridiculously turned on right now…" She shook her head. "Um, don't just worry about making me feel good. I usually take a bit to enjoy myself first. Kiss around, lick what I want… put my tongue places…"

  Spoken aloud, the words sounded ridiculous, but Isabella took them completely seriously. Kissing up and down her girlfriend's mound, the masturbating blonde shifted her focus away from the goal and toward the journey for the first time. Getting her face and chin wet with juices, she explored all around, kissed every bit of her girlfriend's sex, gave exploratory licks wherever she was curious, and—as Piper had phrased it—generally put her tongue places.

  A few minutes into it, Isabella slid her tongue as deep into silky wet heat as it would go and pressed her widely opened lips in a big circle against the soft flesh of her surrounding mound. Keeping her tongue deep inside and her whole mouth pressed against her slick sex, Isabella tensed her lower body and began masturbating with that specific kind of urgent energy.

  Clenching her inner muscles, Piper gripped her girlfriend's tongue with her walls, keeping it tightly held as the blonde came to a muffled orgasm.

  Breathing rapidly through her nose, visibly excited by the unexpected clenching of silk walls around her tongue, Isabella rubbed herself to an intense high. Tensing and bucking a little, but forcefully keeping her tongue buried, she closed her eyes and rolled into pure enjoyment for a long moment.

  Coming down slowly, she withdrew her tongue, then wiped her soaked mouth and chin. "That was…"

  "Hot?" Piper asked, enormously excited at the ever-deepening bond between them.

  The blonde nodded. "Did not expect that, uh, tightness, but… that was the best orgasm I've had on my own in a long time. Definitely do that again."

  "I will," she promised. "And I think I know the schedule I want."

  "What do you mean?"

  Piper grinned. "We're gonna do this all the way, like you said. So you're going to go down on me twice… no, three times a day."

  Isabella laughed. "Three times a day?"

  "Yep."

  "Until when?"

  "I think we'll know when we've broken you. We've got all summer, might as well use all this free time."

  Isabella licked her lips. "Fine, you've got the days… but I'm still going to spank and fuck you at night. Don't forget who's really in charge."

  "How could I?" Piper replied, curling her toes. "But we're not exactly done here yet."

  In response to a gentle tug on her hair, the slightly tired blonde nodded, began masturbating again, and leaned in to finish off her girlfriend with her mouth.

  ***

  Chapter 9

  Piper chased her girlfriend into the bathroom, giggling the whole way. "You're cornered now!"

  "Goddamnit, girl, my tongue is tired," Isabella laughed, fighting off the brunette's tickles. "I've gone down on you three times a day for four days, isn't that enough?"

  "All summer," Piper reminded her. "At the least."

  "I think I liked it better when you were the one on your knees all the time!"

  "Oh, I know you liked it."

  Their laughter and play-fighting came to a halt as their lips met. Tongues dancing, they kissed a little harder and pulled each other close.

  Piper smiled against her lover's cheek. "Protest all you want, but you know it's starting to work on you." She wished she had the words to describe the blazing energy between them.

  Isabella said nothing, instead pulling her into the shower with a seductive smirk.

  They threw their clothes on the tile, closed the glass door, and turned on the water.

  In a heartbeat, Isabella pressed against her; her large breasts flattened against Piper's smaller breasts as streaming water worked its way down their bare bodies. The blonde's hands traveled up and down her body, reveling in her softness.

  "I think I've earned a little mix-up," she declared. "I had a sex dream last night."

  "Oh?"

  "I dreamed about something we did together once, and I think I want to do it again—right here." Isabella moved some shampoo bottles out of the way and tested the tiled floor. Carefully lowering herself, she beckoned.

  Excited, Piper followed her naked girlfriend to the tiles and placed one knee past her head as directed. Putting her arms out, she leaned down and carefully took up her opposite position in the cramped shower.

  Behind her and underneath her, Isabella reached up and began caressing her bottom and outer thighs. Her forward half propped up on one arm, Piper used her free hand to match those caresses by stroking her girlfriend's thigh and gently teasing her freshly shaven mound. Bare, smooth, and glistening with water, her perfect sex begged to be pleasured—but she waited. Underneath her, Isabella shifted just a bit and then angled her head lightly on the tile to raise her mouth.

  Feeling that firm tongue pressing between her folds once more, Piper relented. Leaning down carefully, she put her weight solely on one forearm. Bringing her lips to her girlfriend's hooded clit and pressing her nose against the perfect trim lips beyond, she went about the business of slowly teasing Isabella's most sensitive parts. Gripping her butt and pulling her down a little more, the blonde lapped her slit harder, working the point of her tongue deeper lick by lick.

  Isabella was the first to moan. Piper wondered if her teasing lips were already bringing her girlfriend pleasure or if the stubborn blonde was finally letting herself audibly enjoy the act.

  Isabella adjusted her back against the tiled floor a bit more, and then, with her range of motion with her head increased, she began taking longer licks.

  Her mind burning with the firm slick stimulation sliding across her clit and along the entire length of her heated sex, Piper let out a moan of her own. The hands on her butt squeezed once, and she smiled. Leaning on her forearm again, she brought her mouth closer. Pressing her lower lip against her girlfriend's clit and her upper lip right across her spread little labia, Piper thrust her tongue between sweet folds. Isabella responded with a rapidly flicking tongue, increasingly working the tip lightly underneath her protruding hood.

  Trembling at the intensity of the feeling, Piper was forced to put some of her weight along the voluptuous body beneath her own, but Isabella didn't seem to mind having slick breasts pressed against her tummy. If anything, the two girls moved more in sync, mutually sucking sensitive flesh, lapping happily, and throwing in a few deep tongue thrusts as the reactions in their lovers' bodies demanded.

  Full of heat and building pleasure, Piper brought her arm up along a smooth thigh and angled it back ag
ain as best she could, getting one finger—and then two—in the proper position to slip inside tight slick walls. Between her legs, she felt Isabella carefully bring one arm underneath, use two fingers to gently pull at her hood, and then—

  She moaned again as an insistent tongue pressured her clit with determined intensity. Her body alive with fire and bliss, Piper hurried to match the feeling by bringing her girlfriend's little knob between her expert lips. A bolt of electricity seemed to arc between their pressed mouths and heated mounds as they sank into an ongoing circle of smooth flesh, slick sex, and increasingly frantic ecstasy. Both shuddering, both struggling to keep using their mouths between moans and desperate breaths, the two girls began moving against one another and tensing.

  Losing herself completely in the experience, and hoping that her girlfriend was doing the same, Piper let her inner pressure explode. Her thoughts washed out as bliss flooded her mind and she worked her mouth on pure instinct, intent on giving her girlfriend all the pleasure she needed to train her brain to associate licking pussy with pleasure. Slick walls clamped around her two fingers, and she felt Isabella's tongue switch from controlled licks to desperate lapping as the blonde reached orgasm underneath her.

  Reaching a strange mutual place together, they both began licking and sucking harder, each urging the other on to greater heights of pleasure. Sensing an equal level of surprise in her girlfriend as their orgasms strengthened instead of fading, Piper matched her efforts by rubbing her G spot with her fingers and sucking on her clit with all her strength. Isabella began bucking up against her and giving muffled moans against her sex even as she wrapped her lips around her protruding knob and returned the favor. Shot through with lightning, Piper opened her eyes wide—but kept her mouth going and her mind focused on her spiking orgasm.

  Their shared orgasms grew even more intense, and they began thrashing against one another in ecstasy. Their energy reached a frenzied pace as their rushing thrills became almost ferocious, stimulating every nerve and burning out every thought but the pursuit of more pleasure. Isabella gripped her ass harder, pressed her face in with all her might—and together they rolled to the side, ending up fully under the streaming water.

  Whatever was happening between them, it did not stop with the roll. Freed up for more motion now that they were both on their sides, arms wrapped around each other's thighs and heads moving back and forth rapidly, they both began lapping with animalistic need. Desperate breaths and amazed moans filled the shower, only barely covered by the sound of the falling water.

  Neither girl quite understood exactly how they'd reached this insane multi-orgasmic energy, but neither had the capacity to think or question. Curled together tightly, they licked harder and faster while tensing and clenching with repeated orgasms. The best part, for both, was the shared energy between them—amazement, enjoyment, love, and trust kept them right there in perfect sync.

  Their noises of ecstasy grew louder than the shower even as their bodies began reaching their limit; Piper tried to keep her tongue going, but fatigue was setting in and her head burned with overstimulation. Isabella too, began tiring, and they slowly let the intense pleasure fade out. Remaining naked and wet, they curled up together.

  Breathing hard and barely comprehending her senses, Piper stared up at the long stream of water. "Holy fuck, what the hell was that?"

  "God, I don't even know," Isabella responded, her head angled back with satisfaction, her eyes closed, her large breasts jiggling as she caught her breath.

  "I mean, we've had some great sex before," Piper breathed, her whole body tingling with fatigue and gratification. "But I've never… what was that, like ten orgasms?"

  "I couldn't even count," her girlfriend replied, opening her eyes. "Felt like half an hour, straight up."

  They lay quietly for a few minutes just letting the water fall.

  Once she felt strong enough to move again, Piper turned around in the cramped shower.

  Isabella used the opportunity to sit up. "I'm bruised everywhere from banging around on the floor…"

  Grinning, Piper slid up next to her and kissed her lightly on the lips. "Worth it?"

  Those green eyes full of deep happiness caught hers. "Fuckin' absolutely."

  "Do you think it's partly due to what we've been doing?"

  Isabella looked her naked shower-slick body up and down. "I don't know, but I don't think my brain will forget that any time soon…"

  Piper laughed and kissed her again before standing shakily. "Damn, I feel like I just ran a marathon."

  "We kinda did!" Isabella joked, gripping a bar to help herself up.

  Lying in bed enjoying the cool night breezes from the window on her finally-dry hair, Piper continued staring at the ceiling with a satisfied daze. Her phone vibrated again, and she picked it up.

  Jessie had texted, "You know you torture me with these stories, right? But yeah, that can totally happen if you have amazing chemistry. Perks of being girls, I guess!"

  "Jessie says it can totally happen between girls like that," she stated. "But only with amazing chemistry."

  Isabella dropped her book to her chest for a moment. "So your little plan is starting to work after all."

  "I'm a genius," Piper replied airily.

  The book flew over and lightly smacked into her arm.

  "Cute, but you know I'm right," she said, doubling down on her teasing.

  "Maybe. Or, maybe, the more sex you have, the more sex you want," Isabella teased right back. "I've heard that, too."

  "We'll see."

  In the rest of the house proper, the sound of a door slamming echoed between rooms.

  "My sister's home," Isabella realized. "Should we go see what she's been up to all evening?"

  "Sure."

  Together, they began to exit their bedroom, until Isabella hurriedly pushed her back in and closed the door to within a half-inch of the frame. "Something weird is going on."

  "Huh?" Piper asked, peering through the crack with her.

  Isabella's beautiful brunette sister walked past the end of the hallway—and a ridiculously pretty redhead in a short skirt passed shortly after, heading toward the kitchen.

  They heard Laura ask, "Want some wine?"

  "Hell yeah!" the unknown woman replied. "What do you have?"

  "How about red?."

  "Works for me!"

  Sharing a confused glance with her girlfriend, Piper listened to the clink of glasses, a drunken and fumbling attempt to open a bottle of wine, and—at long last—the pouring of drinks.

  "Should we go say hello?" she whispered.

  Isabella frowned, but said nothing.

  A minute or two of silence later, they overheard a surprised commotion.

  "Um, I should go," the redhead said loudly. "I'm sorry, you're gorgeous, seriously, but I'm just not into… that whole thing." She passed by the end of the hallway again, gathered her things, and departed the house.

  Still crouched at the door, Isabella sighed.

  "Did Laura just try to hit on that woman?" Piper whispered, her thoughts reeling.

  "Goddamnit."

  "Are you pissed?"

  "No," Isabella replied, finally opening her eyes. "From what you said, I figured she might try… this. And she's terrible at it. Men are always sucking up to her, but women don't work the same way at all."

  "You think this kind of drama will ruin the summer?" Piper asked, trying to understand the family dynamics at play.

  "It totally will unless we handle it. Haven't you ever seen a romantic comedy? It's our responsibility because we're the only people she trusts."

  "What is?"

  Isabella shook her head and sighed, not quite believing her own words. "We have to help my sister get laid…"

  Chapter 10

  Seeking refuge from the high afternoon heat, the family sat indoors relishing the air conditioning and wine. Isabella reclined at the kitchen table across from her sister, glass in hand, watching her girlfriend play
with her two little nieces in the living room. "Oh god, I'm an aunt. When did I get so old?"

  Laura took a sip of her red wine and gave her younger sister a sarcastic look. "The candles on my birthday cake weep for you."

  On the living room floor, Piper sat in mock cross-legged resignation as the two little girls screamed, laughed, and bopped her with various toys. Three-year-old Tanzy led her two-year-old sister Zoe in the vicious attack, piling up plastic foods, happy dolls, and even a mock kitchen set on Piper's lap. "I don't know why I'm so funny," she called over to the real kitchen. "But they seem to love throwing toys at me."

  "Rick makes them keep their toys very orderly," Laura responded. She hesitated. "Well, he used to, anyway. They probably can't believe you're letting them act bratty."

  "Should I stop them?!" Piper asked desperately before falling over onto the carpet under the weight of toys, much to the screaming delight of the girls.

  Laura just laughed with them.

  Isabella waited until the cloud of happy shrieking had moved farther across the living room. "So, um… what was the other night about? With that woman you brought home?"

  "You saw that?" the older brunette asked, mortified.

  "It was hard not to overhear. And what did you exactly plan to do, anyway?"

  Laura gulped the rest of her wine down.

  "Come on," Isabella insisted. "We're trying to do this honesty thing, right? Actually be sisters and share things?"

  "Fine," she replied after refilling her glass from the bottle sitting on the table between them. "I just don't know what to do. I'm done with relationships for awhile. Done with the games, and the lying. I just want to have fun—but I don't want to confuse the girls by bringing a new potential father around or anything like that."

  The younger blonde chose her words carefully. "You told Piper you desperately needed companionship."

  Laura seemed rather surprised. "You talked about that?"

  "Of course. You tried to sleep with the girl I love."

  She'd already apologized a hundred times, so the older brunette gave in a little further with a grimace. "I am feeling incredibly lonely."