by Sofia Paz
“Rose, move over baby,” Sharon's voice was coming from somewhere else now and Julia imagined that she was at the foot of the bed now with her girlfriend.
“Let's lick her together,” she heard and then Julia immediately moaned and raised her hips; the feel of two tongues massaging her back and forth was even more intense.
“Yes, Julia, oh my God, that's perfect,” Anne was groaning with every move and pushed herself down, even further into Julia's wet mouth, feeding her the pulsing clit that needed her hungry lips so badly. “I want to fill your beautiful mouth up,” she gasped and continued riding Julia's face.
The two women between her legs were slathering every inch of her crevice and Julia felt the twinge of her orgasm run down her legs. Crying out for more, her voice muffled between her lover's thighs, she moved and let the two women ravish her, suck on her, harder and harder until she was on the verge of exploding all over both of them.
“Julia,” Anne was on the edge and when Julia increased her speed, sucking on her faster, small back and forth motions, drawing her lover all the way in her mouth and taking every bit of her inside, she felt her lover tremble as she started to cum, “God yes, I love it, I'm cumming,” Anne's voice shook as she told her and the first spurt was long and hot and Julia felt it sliding down her chin, too much for her to swallow.
Julia kept her lips there and drank every bit, her hands up, grasping Anne's hips and feeling her soft skin on her fingers as she bucked and pushed back and forth to give Julia every bit of her release.
“Oh, let me watch you cum on their faces,” Anne pleaded her to let go and Julia felt as if she were about to burst.
Anne rose up on her knees and Julia gasped as she felt one and then both of them take her quivering pussy harder and harder. She wailed as the tremor left and shot through her body.
“Oh, God,” she screamed as her orgasm came and the hot fingers of pleasure reached up and down her body.
“Suck on her. Oh, that's so fucking hot,” Anne wanted to see both faces covered in her wetness and Julia continued to gasp and spill and wondered which one of them would pull Anne down to the bed next.
It was a long night. The four women in each other’s arms until they were all exhausted, naked and sticky, they lay together, a head on a thigh, a hand on a breast, in a heap. Anne finally broke the pleasant silence.
“How long have you two been together?”
Sharon answered slowly, as if still in another world, “Almost ten years now.”
“Think we'll be like them?” Anne asked and Julia knew that the question was directed to her.
“I hope so,” Julia could only say it in a whisper.
*****
She and Anne were standing at the front desk, Julia's arm around her slender waist and her head on her lover's shoulder, they giggled and Anne reached down to pat her bottom. It felt freeing to be open, to kiss and touch and not care what time it was or who she had to lie to get away. Of course, David thought she was visiting family, but it was only to keep him from obsessing over all the sex she would be having with the lover she truly wanted.
Anne opened the door to their room and waved her inside, her eyebrows up and a seductive smile on her face as she reminded Julia, “This is how this all got started.”
“I know,” Julia murmured, tossing her bag on the floor and making her way to the bed with open arms for Anne to crawl into. She remembered every minute of their first night together, Anne's sweet seduction that she had resisted as long as she could but found herself completely lost when the woman touched her. “How could I ever forget?” she said with a smile.
Anne pulled her sundress off over her head before she knelt to join Julia on the mattress. Her small, pert breasts were bare, a detail that Julia had noticed the moment she saw her in the car. Her nipples were like dark stones and needed to be sucked and nibbled. Anne's fingers were already wrapped around the tiny string of her panties and in a moment she was naked, just as Julia always thought of her and with a long sigh, she raised her lips to Julia's.
“I want you even more now though, more than ever before.”
She always knew exactly what to say to Julia to make her feel as if she would boil over with want and now was no exception.
“So do I,” Julia looked into her lover's eyes before pressing her open mouth to Anne's and slipping her eager tongue between the woman's lips, exploring every bit of her, their moans into the others hot flesh, their soft, wet noises as they kissed. They were all details that Julia would savor and review again and again when they were apart.
Julia kissed down her bottom lip, grazing her softly with teeth, moving down to her chin and sucking the sensitive skin beneath it, running her tongue down her neck to the dip between Anne's collar bones. Every inch of her lover tasted unique and sweet in its own way and she didn't want to miss an inch. She looked up at Anne before moving to the soft skin of her breasts. Her mouth was open slightly and her eyes were hazy with want as she asked Julia, “Do you wish it was just you and me?”
Julia made a trail of hard kisses under her breasts, following the curve, answering between kisses, “Yes, I am so happy to have you all to myself this weekend.”
Anne rose up, writhing her hips and sighing as she rephrased the question, “No, I mean do you think that we could really be together, like girlfriends?”
Julia had found herself wanting to ask her lover the same question lately and the idea that Anne had daydreamed of what life might be like with no more hiding, no more settling, just openly living as lovers, made her smile.
“Yes,” her teeth nipped at Anne's lovely nipple, “all the time now. Especially now that David is always hounding me.”
Julia meandered down her flat belly to her hip and then the other as Anne continued.
“I never said a word to Michael because I know he'd be terrible. Probably would want a threesome every night,” she laughed and then moaned as Julia's kisses came to the top of her mound.
“I just want to be with you,” Julia admitted it out loud finally as her lips met her lover's lower lips, bare and round and already soaking wet.
“Let's pretend this weekend,” Anne's legs parted wider. She needed Julia's mouth and her breath was already coming faster and faster as she made her way down to her dripping pussy, “Let's just be girlfriends and see what happens.”
Julia looked up and whispered, “Yes, I want to be your girlfriend,” before burying her face between Anne's thighs and tasting every juicy bit of her pink flesh. Dipping her tongue inside her hot, little hole, she felt Anne quiver as she slowly fucked her with her tongue, reaching up to fondle her clit while tasting her deep inside.
“God, you know exactly what I need,” Anne moved her slender hips back and forth as she slipped in and out and scooped up a mouthful of her lover's juices when she withdrew and went back inside for more as she pushed in again. Julia licked up the line of her sweetness that ran to the bed, not wanting to miss a drop and then making her way inside once again. The slow circle that she made with her finger around Anne's erect bud was driving her lover crazy.
“Please, yes, I want you so much,” she watched Anne grinding her hips back and forth for more, “I think about you every time I'm with Michael,” her lover confessed and Julia sighed, kissing her moist crease.
“Me too. It's only you,” Julia whispered as she moved her tongue up to her lover's full, pink bud and began to suck on her, her lips wrapped tightly around her girlfriend's skin, she could smell Anne's scent all around her and feel the traces of her stickiness on her skin.
Plunging her two fingers inside Anne's hot pussy as she sucked on her harder, she felt Anne squeeze and heard her cry for more.
“Julia, yes, baby,” the woman rocked back and forth on her fingers and raised up so that she could feed Julia all of her wet, lovely skin. Julia started to flutter her fingers inside and sucked harder, knowing that her lover would squirt and shudder and cover her face with a succulent river of her buttery release so
on.
Anne was panting harder and harder and her fingers were wound in Julia's chestnut waves as she pulled her closer. Barely able to speak, she moaned, “I'm cumming, yes, cumming in your mouth,” and the first hard push of her orgasm exploded from deep inside. Julia pulled it out of her with her lips, sucking her lover's engorged clit all the way inside her mouth as she drank and swallowed and drank again.
Anne kept crying and pushing her hips up as each successive wave of her climax came with a spurt and a bit more of her essence entered Julia's open mouth or ran down her bottom lip, making a trail of her sweetness on Julia's chin and neck. She loved being soaked and covered in Anne's liquid want and could never get enough.
When Anne had stopped convulsing and merely trembled under her, Julia made her way back up the pillow to kiss her softly again.
“Hey, you're not even naked yet,” Anne grinned at her, “you make me so hot that I get side-tracked.”
“It's alright,” Julia felt Anne's tongue lap up some of the spilled drops on her throat, “we have the whole weekend.”
Anne had an idea and sat up quickly.
“That's right and there's something that we never have time to do that I've been thinking of for quite a while,” she was off the bed and heading toward the bathroom. “Wait right there.”
The water was running in the tub and Julia heard her call out, “You should take your clothes off, honey.”
Being called honey and the thought of being naked in Anne's arms made it impossible not to notice the ache she had inside for her. Julia made quick work of her clothes and peeked her head around the doorway, watching Anne on her knees as she ran the bath.
“Get in,” she motioned to Julia and watched intently as her naked body crossed the room, “you're so fucking hot,” she sighed as Julia sat in the warm water. After turning the water off, Anne slipped in behind her and Julia's head sank back, pressed against her lover's breasts and sitting between her long legs.
Anne's fingers ran down her neck and then her back and around her hips, touching her under the water until she was touching Julia on the tender skin of her inner thighs.
“Anne, what are you doing to me?” she moaned; the woman had a thousand ways to surprise and delight her.
“Making my girlfriend cum,” Anne whispered it in her ear as her fingers touched her folds and made their slow journey up her slit to the place that Anne called her own, “touching your clit. God I love how you feel.”
Julia lay back and opened her legs and gave her lover everything. The touch of her finger on her aching nub was magic and her hips made a noise as they slapped back and forth in the water as Anne's expert touch continued.
“That's so good,” Julia gasped as the finger made her clit rise, so full of her desire. She was erect and longing to give Anne her release.
“I love making you cum, baby,” Anne knew exactly how to as well and Julia felt her bare breasts touching her hair and smelled her scent and kept her eyes open the whole time, watching the woman touch her perfectly. The vibration between her legs was building up and she knew that her orgasm was just a moment away. She could feel it in her hips, the fingers of sensation coursing through her body.
“Yes, yes, Anne,” she couldn't say another word; the burst of her passion was sudden and hard and shook her, her clitoris throbbing and pulsating. She flowed with the sensation and felt every touch wash over her as Anne kept her finger there until the last gush had left her.
“I could do this every day,” Anne murmured, holding her tight in her arms now, feeling the tremor run through Julia's body. Julia knew she would start again in a few minutes. Her orgasms would run together, again and again, until all she could do was collapse on the bed and sleep in her lover's arms.
“That's all I want,” Julia knew it was true and gave herself up to Anne's capable fingers.
After the post-orgasmic glow had taken over them and the two had dried off and returned to the bed, Julia was in her arms. Laying her head on Anne's chest, she asked, “What are you going to tell Michael?”
“I have no idea,” Anne confessed, “but I'm just telling him it's over. I just want us to be happy.” Her hand was resting tenderly on Julia's face, when she asked, “What are you going to say to David?”
The thought of telling David that she was finally leaving him for a woman was unpleasant and she didn't want anything to ruin their weekend. But it was a fact. It would have to be done because she was tired of all of it, the lies, the sneaking around, listening to him talk about Anne as if she were a piece of meat.
“I think I'm just going to tell him the truth,” Julia said, thinking it would be best.
“Which is?” Anne wanted to know everything.
“That I think I'm in love with you,” Julia whispered before drawing near for yet another kiss.
To be continued…
*****
Volume Four
She had decided that there would never be a better time than now to tell David the truth. After reviewing scenario after scenario, she came to the conclusion that none of them were perfect and Julia knew he'd be upset regardless of what she said and, really, she couldn't blame him. How many men would be fine knowing that their lack of finesse was what drove their lover to the arms of another?
There was still the intimidating idea of “coming out” to friends and family. Telling her boyfriend might be the hardest part of it initially but telling people that she now lived with a woman who was not just a roommate - Julia hadn't even begun to think about that yet.
The idea of living with Anne was frightening and heavenly all at the same time. When she closed her eyes and imagined it, waking up in the morning with her head pressed up against her lover's neck, feeling her breath on her face and smelling her skin all around her, Julia knew that it was worth making some tough changes for.
She typed the message to Anne:
Tonight's the night, telling him finally. Wish me luck!
She pressed send, smiling at the phone, knowing that her sweetheart would be quick to
encourage her.
The return message took more than a minute and Julia reasoned with herself - Anne may be busy, she may be on the phone. She knew that Anne wasn't just sitting around waiting to talk to her. Julia swallowed hard and decided that it didn't matter; her girlfriend would get back to her as soon as she could. In the meantime, David would be home in a few minutes and that was what she needed to focus on.
Just a few minutes later, David walked in the door and started talking about his day right away. He had never paused long enough for Julia to begin and she decided that the rest of the evening would be enough, for now she would be patient. She smiled at him and watched him walk back and forth, moving his hands as he explained the little, excruciating details that she could not care less about.
“Can you believe that guy?” he asked. She had no idea who he was talking about.
“No, I can't,” she shook her head and kept watching.
In her mind's eye, Anne was sitting here on the couch with her, their thighs touching, Anne's soft hand in her chestnut tresses, her lover would pull her close and their lips would almost touch, not quite, just teasing, the sensation of breath on sensitive skin. She could feel the wet spot on her panties as she watched her boyfriend and yet she was a million miles away, about to ravish the woman she was leaving him for.
There was a pause in David’s story and Julia finally spoke.
“We need to talk.”
Still smiling, she didn't want to set off any alarms before they had even begun.
“Does your hot friend want to hook up with us again?”
He was right back to the same obsession that he'd been fixated on ever since the fateful night that she'd been caught with Anne in the bed that she and David shared.
Julia's phone buzzed and she looked down and swiped the message. It had taken Anne so much longer than usual that she immediately felt worried.
Oh wow, are you sure you are ready to do
that?
The question made Julia's heart pound so loudly in her chest that she felt sure that David, who had made his way to the couch and was now holding her hand, could hear it.
“Because if that's what you want to talk about, baby, you know the answer is yes,” he murmured, wiggling his eyebrows at her. It was meant to be suggestive but, at the moment, Julia just found it ridiculous and scowled at him.
“Wait a minute. I have to do something,” she jumped up and texted her lover once more as she walked to the bathroom.
Isn't that what we talked about?
She typed quickly and pressed send.
The next text came back even quicker; at least Anne was watching for her.
Can we talk about this when we see each other?
Julia sighed. She could feel her shoulders slump. Was it possible that her lover didn't feel the same way? That she could have changed her mind suddenly?
Sure
It was all she could reply and she returned to the living room with a forced smile.
“So, about the threesome?” David would not give it a rest. Julia knew from the last few weeks that, until she fucked him, he would be incapable of any other topic of discussion.
“Why don't you come here?” she whispered seductively, crooking her index finger at him to call him down the hall, “and show me what you would do if we were having a threesome, lover?”
Julia had realized that if she egged him on enough, his performance would be such that she could close her eyes and actually have an orgasm.
He followed, lust in his eyes and his erection was obvious, jolting in the crotch of his pants. She knew that, try as he might, she had to be careful not to excite him too much before she got off. Otherwise, she'd be forced to sneak back to the living room later to masturbate to thoughts of Anne.
“Take your clothes off,” she murmured as she sat on the bed, cocking her head and batting her lashes at him.