A weight lifted from Rosa’s soul, a burden she hadn’t even realized she’d carried so heavily until Alice relieved it with her absolution. Lighter in its absence, Rosa crushed her mouth to Alice’s in a heartfelt kiss, swept away by the need to follow her apology with action. She fingered Alice with care, not as fast or as hard as she wanted to, still trying to draw things out so Alice wouldn’t feel cheated. Yet the noises Alice made, those quiet, mewling whimpers, drove her absolutely fucking crazy. When Alice’s body jerked, a telltale sign that she was climbing the peak again—may not be able to orgasm with another person, my ass—Rosa broke their kiss to beg, “Let me make you come, baby. It won’t be the last time, I promise. Not the last time.”
“Okay.” Alice dragged her fingernails down Rosa’s bare back to her ass. “Okay.” She moved against Rosa’s hand, impaling herself over and over, mouth set in a determined line. “Okay.”
Rosa smiled at her whispered mantra and withdrew so she could press another finger into Alice’s eager vagina. Upon finding that Alice was able to accommodate the addition with ease, Rosa snuck in a third. The snug fit made Alice whimper breathlessly and sent another rush of wetness to slick Rosa’s palm. She brought her thumb up to press the engorged clit while at the same time easing her free arm beneath Alice’s back to drag her closer to her chest, until she could feel Alice’s thundering heartbeat echoing her own. She brought their faces close together and rumbled, “You feel so good wrapped around my fingers.”
“Yes,” Alice whispered, her breath burning Rosa’s cheek. “Like that.”
Rosa maintained the speed and pressure of her thumb exactly as Alice requested, pressing open-mouthed kisses to her throat while she steadily increased the force of her thrusts. “Like this?”
Alice dug her heels into the mattress and nodded emphatically, like she was afraid to open her mouth lest she scream out loud. Her eyes screwed shut, her nostrils flared, and her entire body trembled. A few seconds later, she went completely silent, and rigid, as her mouth dropped open in a silent scream. “That’s right, love, let go,” Rosa murmured, and angled her mouth over Alice’s, plunging her tongue inside to taste the euphoria of her release.
Both Alice’s arms came up around Rosa’s shoulders, holding fast as she rode the crescendo of her orgasm for long, thrilling moments that seemed to stretch into minutes. Her vaginal muscles clutched at Rosa’s fingers, repeatedly, contracting with wave after wave of orgasmic bliss while the rest of her body convulsed in a sympathetic loss of control. Rosa kept her fingers moving, kept rubbing with her thumb, until Alice dug her nails into her shoulder blades and whimpered, “Stop.”
Rosa stilled instantly. “Out?”
She could see how badly Alice wanted to say no despite her body’s clear need for rest. “Slowly.”
Rosa eased out of her tight opening a millimeter at a time, watching Alice experience the friction via the subtle expressions that flashed across her beautiful face. “Definitely not our last time together,” Rosa whispered, already wishing she could go back for more. “Not by a long shot.”
Alice released a slow breath and gazed up into Rosa’s eyes. “That was incredible.”
Remembering their friends, Rosa glanced at the neighboring bunk. The bed was empty. Apparently Bree and Enid had slipped away at some point without their noticing. “I think we’re alone now.”
The distant honk of a particularly loud snore made Alice giggle, a thoroughly enchanting noise that caused Rosa’s chest to tighten. “Well, almost.”
“Alone enough,” Rosa murmured. She traced a finger between Alice’s breasts, then lower to swirl through her short, sodden curls. “Want to come again?”
Alice surprised her by shaking her head. “I want you to come.”
Rosa wanted the same thing, of course, yet couldn’t help but feel that she hadn’t yet earned that right. “People could start coming back here at any minute. We may not have much time—”
“Which is exactly why I want to…” Alice hesitated, and Rosa was almost certain she could see her cheeks turn pink even in the semi-darkness. “Lick you.”
Despite all they’d just done, Rosa was bowled over by Alice’s daring plan. “Really?”
“I didn’t get to last night.” Alice ran her fingers up and down Rosa’s arm, tickled her shoulder, caressed her upper chest. “And I so badly want to try.”
Rosa swallowed. Nothing sounded more righteous than Alice’s tongue on her pussy—except, perhaps, the tickle of her soft hair against Rosa’s bare inner thighs—but she hesitated to allow Alice to get that adventurous when they were so likely to be caught. “You’re sure? If someone sees us, it’ll be pretty difficult to come up with a cover story to explain why your head was between my legs.”
Alice’s eyes drifted shut and she shivered, likely at the imagery evoked by Rosa’s graphic concern. “I don’t care.”
“We could always do that another time—”
“I said I don’t care. Do you?”
She says that now… Rosa recalled how Alice also hadn’t cared about taking the boat, only to succumb to tension and anxiety the second she’d realized they were busted. Then again, Alice had survived the humiliation. She was still here, still pushing herself to try new things, to face her demons. Trust her. Trust her, and be brave. “No, I’d love for you to use your mouth.”
Alice’s sunny smile was worth any risk, Rosa decided, as she watched gratitude mixed with hunger play over her gorgeous features. “Thank you,” Alice whispered. She maneuvered their bodies so that she was on top. Placing a hand between Rosa’s breasts, Alice encouraged her flat onto her back in the center of the mattress. “Now just…lie there and enjoy this.” She pressed their mouths together, dipped in with her tongue, then forged a trail down Rosa’s neck to her breasts, over her stomach, disappearing beneath the blanket as she kissed her way toward her ultimate goal.
Absolutely, Rosa would enjoy this. She couldn’t remember ever feeling so excited for a sexual experience. Having Alice go down on her was every bit as thrilling as losing her virginity as a teenager. More, actually, since she already knew it would feel a thousand times better. She allowed her legs to fall open when Alice pressed them apart on the mattress, then battled a powerful wave of self-consciousness much like Alice had the night before. It was one thing for Rosa to dive into an over-the-top messy pussy, but Alice was still new at this. Sheepishly, Rosa whispered, “I’m sorry. You got me really—” A strangled moan burst out of her throat, girlish and louder than intended, when Alice’s tongue slid along her sopping labia with unexpected confidence. “Fuck.”
“Tastes good,” Alice mumbled, and licked her again. Then, “Show me how quiet you can be. Okay?”
Rosa opened her mouth to agree, but the toe-curling pleasure of that surprisingly talented tongue swirling through her wetness coaxed out another, louder moan instead. Alice paused to slap her inner thigh, a light, corrective tap that nearly made Rosa whimper again. Nodding solely for her own benefit, Rosa whispered, “Okay.”
The tongue returned to her labia and caressed slowly, carefully, just as she’d demonstrated for Alice the previous evening. There was no haste in her deliberate ministrations, no sense of urgency at all. It didn’t matter that up to twenty other women would pour into the cabin as soon as the dance wound down, whenever that might be, or that they could be interrupted at any second, by anyone. Alice was clearly determined to offer her the very same worshipful treatment she’d received the night before, to drive Rosa mad with tentative nibbles, licks, and moments of gentle suction during her first oral exploration of another woman.
The persistent thought that hers was the only pussy Alice had ever tasted made remaining silent a legitimately taxing ordeal. For long, agonizing moments, Rosa resorted to jamming her knuckles against her mouth to keep from crying out, only removing them when she was sure she wouldn’t scream. She wanted to praise Alice, to tell her how well she was doing, to ask how she liked it, to talk dirty and try to make her bl
ush, but all she could do was reach beneath the blanket and tangle her fingers in Alice’s hair while caressing her face with the other hand. Alice’s jaw muscles worked hard as her skillful, determined tongue danced across Rosa’s clit, not like an amateur, but a woman who knew exactly what she was doing.
Rosa’s control fractured and she whimpered, then moaned, “So good.”
“Shh.” Alice barely paused to issue the reprimand and instead tightened her fingers on Rosa’s sensitive inner thighs in a clear, unspoken warning. She drew the tip of her tongue down between Rosa’s labia, waggling it from side to side before pressing against Rosa’s opening. The hands on Rosa’s thighs moved lower, and a single finger joined Alice’s tongue to impishly tease her with the promise of more.
Feeling the urge to beg, loudly, Rosa released Alice’s jaw and quickly stuffed her fist into her own mouth, biting down. At pretty much that exact moment, the cabin door swung open and closed with an audible click, alerting Rosa to the fact that they were no longer alone. Fuck, Rosa mouthed silently around her hand. When Alice’s tongue pushed inside her, followed by the finger, she swore again, without sound. Shit!
Hushed voices grew louder as the newcomers walked nearer to them. Rosa forced her eyes open, straining to make out the two dark silhouettes as she held her breath. All at once—rather unexpectedly—she found herself on the verge of a climax she feared would cause her to shout her praises to the heavens.
“Grab a couple condoms for me, too.” An unfamiliar whisper a few bunks over caused Rosa to freeze in place even as Alice continued to torment her with the uniquely satisfying act of dual penetration. “Just in case.”
“Slut,” her friend accused her. They both dissolved into tipsy giggles. “Gonna fuck Derek tonight?”
“Not sure yet, but I want to be prepared for any eventuality.”
“Then here, take three.”
Rosa squawked in surprise when the tongue withdrew from her vagina, leaving the finger behind so Alice’s lips could latch onto her clit instead. Alice treated her to a firm suck, inducing pulse after pulse of shattering, stomach-clenching ecstasy that forced a helpless whimper from between Rosa’s tightly clenched lips. She closed her eyes and writhed against Alice’s mouth, not wanting to witness the reactions to her sudden, uncontrollable orgasm.
“Well damn, that’s sort of hot.”
The slut who wanted to fuck Derek gave a drunken whoop of approval. “Fuckin’ hot! You go, ladies!” Then she and her friend left as quickly as they came, leaving Rosa to ride out the rest of her climax in relative solitude.
That was hot, Rosa decided, and beamed up at the ceiling as her body continued to jerk against Alice’s enthusiastic finger and tongue. Her relationship with sex and her body had been strained for a while now, to say the least, but somehow, simply by hooking up like an inexperienced kid trying to sneak around, she felt like she’d finally achieved what she’d come to Camp Rewind to do: recapture a simpler time, an optimistic time, with all the requisite fun and mild danger and blissful innocence regarding the harsh realities of the outside world that had once characterized her younger, naive days. In this moment, at least, she and Alice were all that existed in the world, along with the unreal pleasure they’d just given each other, the fun adventure they’d embarked upon in one another’s arms.
We can keep doing this. Even if not forever, then maybe for a while. Rosa found Alice’s face under the blanket with her hands, stroking the defined cheekbones while Alice slowly brought her down from the pinnacle with a series of increasingly tender kisses on her clit. We could try, at least, so long as I’m brave. Overcome by the thought, Rosa tugged lightly on Alice’s shoulder, encouraging her to crawl back up the length of her body. “Come here, please.”
Alice kissed her hard, lips slippery with Rosa’s juices and swollen from her heroic efforts. “Was that all right?” she whispered after she’d pulled back. “I’m really sorry I made you come with those women standing right there…it was just all so exciting, and you were so yummy…I was only planning to suck on your clit a little bit…you know, to torment you. But nicely.”
“Nicely?” Chuckling, Rosa tightened her arms and rolled them to the side. She pinned Alice down and tickled her ribs. “A little bit? My head almost exploded.”
Alice shook with laughter and tried to squirm away from her fingers. “I didn’t mean to!” When Rosa stopped the lively assault, she sobered immediately and placed a hand on her cheek. “I hope you weren’t too embarrassed.”
“Some things are worth a little embarrassment.” Rosa winked as she parroted Alice’s earlier words of wisdom. “You were right.”
Alice’s expression turned smug. “I have a feeling you’d better get used to saying that.”
Rosa had a feeling Alice was right about that, too, not that she planned to admit it. “Yeah, whatever.”
Alice curled an arm and a leg around Rosa and snuggled closer. She laid her head on Rosa’s breast, cupping the other in the palm of her hand. She was silent for a minute or so, simply breathing in a manner that Rosa found frankly hypnotic. Then she asked, “Is lesbian sex always this good?”
“No, not always.” Rosa smiled, and sighed. “This…is kind of special.”
“Really?”
Rosa frowned at Alice’s mildly skeptical tone. “You want me to trust you, you’ve gotta trust me. You’re an uncommonly talented lover.”
Alice nodded. Hesitantly, she said, “It’s just that John—”
“Was a fuck-head. Plain and simple.”
Alice pressed her smile against Rosa’s arm. “Yeah,” she said after a while. “He kind of was.”
Rosa kissed a lock of fragrant hair that tickled her chin. “He absolutely was, to let you go.” To treat you like you were disposable, she realized, enduring another wave of sorrow as she reflected on the callousness of her earlier actions from a brand-new angle. “Hence my newfound resolution not to follow in his fuck-head footsteps.”
The cabin door opened yet again, but this time a familiar voice called out softly from across the room. “Is it safe for us to come back yet?”
Rosa and Alice shared a smile at Enid’s teasing question. Rosa answered for both of them. “Yeah. As long as you don’t mind watching me scramble around in the dark to find our underwear.”
Bree approached their bed with a smile so bright that Rosa easily spotted it in the dark. “Allow me.” She bent to the floor before Rosa could protest, making her way around their bunk as she collected their carelessly discarded clothing. “Whose are these?” she asked slyly, holding aloft Rosa’s matching bra and panty set.
“Mine.” Rosa snatched the articles away from Bree and stuck out her tongue. “Brat.”
“And these?” Bree twirled Alice’s gray cotton panties on her finger, close enough to her face that Rosa suspected she was subtly hunting for a scent. “Shy Alice?”
Simultaneously bashful and coy, Alice smiled at Bree and held out her hand. “Thank you, Bree.”
“My pleasure.” Bree handed the panties over with a bow before conducting another quick search of the floor. “No bra, Alice?”
“Never managed to get it off,” Rosa admitted with faux regret.
“Maybe next time.” Bree gave Rosa a solid smack on the thigh, her message plain.
“Definitely next time.” Rosa tugged Alice back into her arms once she’d pulled on her panties and refastened her bra. Alice rested her head on Rosa’s bare shoulder, still wearing that ebullient smile. She wrapped her arm around Rosa’s waist and squeezed, vibrating with an internal joy Rosa could both sense and feel. Rosa turned to watch Bree and Enid wrap themselves into a similar embrace. “So what about you two? Do you plan to see each other again after camp is over?”
“From time to time, yes, I imagine we’ll get together.” Enid released a contented sigh and curled into Bree’s side. “Neither of us is looking for a relationship, so it’ll be more of a—”
“Fuck-buddy thing,” Bree said, with a wet kiss o
n Enid’s lips. “Which works for me. A girl can’t have too many special friends.”
Alice’s fingers flexed against her stomach, making Rosa wonder if she was trying to decide whether their relationship would progress under similar terms. Not wanting to conduct any negotiations in front of an audience, Rosa promised herself that she’d tackle the topic head-on when they had more privacy. “You live close to each other?”
“Six-hour drive,” Bree said. “Not too bad.”
Rosa lived in Berkeley. Alice, San Francisco. Although bridge traffic might sometimes make the drive feel like six hours, they were lucky not to have a massive obstacle like long distance to overcome. “Worth it, certainly, for great sex with a friend.”
“I’ll say.” Enid hummed a few jolly notes. “This weekend ended a five-year dry spell for me, believe it or not.”
“Five years,” Bree lamented, like it was the worst thing she’d ever heard. “You see why I had to help her make up for lost time.”
“A truly noble act,” Rosa said, teasing her.
Alice piped up, quietly. “It had been about two years for me. And that was with my ex-husband, who never once managed to make me come in all the years we were married. The first time Rosa touched me…twice.”
Bree and Enid offered restrained cheers and whistles in response to the disclosure. “Nice,” Bree said. “No wonder you’ve fallen so hard, so fast, Alice.”
Rosa heard Enid smack Bree to silence her, felt Alice’s face redden against her breast, yet somehow managed to remain perfectly calm in the face of the blatant insinuation. Worried that Alice would believe it necessary to deny her growing feelings for Rosa’s sake, she replied, “Alice isn’t the only one who fell this weekend.” She waited a beat, savoring the subtle jolt of the body pressed against hers when her meaning registered. “I guess all we can do now is wait and see where this goes.”
Alice cuddled closer, hugging her so tight that, for a moment, Rosa lost her breath. She pressed a loving kiss into Alice’s hair and inhaled deeply to savor the scent. How was it possible she hadn’t even known this woman a week ago? In some crazy way, it felt like they’d always been friends. Or, at the very least, like they were meant to be.
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