Vetted

by K'Anne Meinel

  “I have the heat on low in here for us,” Fiona informed her as they took off their jeans and shirts, and changed into pajamas, looking away to give each other privacy.

  “We should be fine. Just no sleepwalking,” Alyssa teased.

  “Well, at least we do have a bathroom if you need to use it in the middle of the night,” she said in a commiserating tone.

  “It’s fine,” she giggled. The novelty of camping out was appealing to her and the camper, while small, was working out much better than the dirty mobile home would have. She was quite happy about it and looking forward to turning the cabin into their main home for now until they could build one.

  “You’re a good sport,” Fiona said as she turned out the lights in the main cabin, leaving the dim one on above their bed and crawling into bed with her wife.

  “I’m going to try to remain the eternal optimist here. Sure, things aren’t exactly what you want yet, but we will make do and we have each other.”

  “Yes, we do have each other,” Fiona said in a huskier tone as she reached to hug her wife and give her a kiss. She was pleased when Allyssa immediately responded to it, even snuggling closer under the heavy sleeping bag. She was surprised when Allyssa deepened the kiss, making it much more than a casual kiss goodnight. She pulled back slightly to look down at the younger woman and to be sure this was what she wanted. The desire she saw in Allyssa’s eyes delighted her and she leaned in for another kiss.

  Slowly, tentatively, Allyssa felt brave enough to put her hands under her wife’s nightshirt.

  “Oh, that’s cold,” Fiona gasped as she arched into her wife, away from the cold hands.

  “Oh, sorry,” she apologized immediately and went to pull them away only to have Fiona grab them, rub them between her own cold hands and then pointedly place them around her again on her back. “There, that’s better,” she said with a smile, resuming their kisses.

  Allyssa had been curious what it would be like to touch another woman, but not just any other woman, this woman. She’d thought about sex on the long drive from Denver, not really understanding what women did, but game to try. More than once, when they stopped for a fuel refill or to eat or to use the bathroom, she found herself uncomfortably wet between her legs. She had finally put a panty liner in her underwear to absorb the moisture that was building up. Now, she could let it flow since she knew that moisture was part of her arousal for her wife.

  Fiona was only sorry they weren’t in a five-star hotel for this. They’d had two nights when they could have consummated their marriage and been too tired. She was tired tonight too, but a different tired and knowing she was home with her wife gave her comfort. Now, she wanted to express the feelings she had for this young woman, not just as her best friend, but as her partner…for life. Slowly she eased Allyssa onto her back, her hands lifting the nightshirt the blonde had chosen, revealing the expanse of skin she craved to touch, to lick, and to lave attention on.

  Allyssa thought she would be cold, but instead what Fiona was doing to her was making her very, very hot. She was enjoying it and tested out the knowledge of how Fiona was making her feel on the shorter brunette. Cautiously, she lifted the shirt, going underneath it with her now warmer hands, feeling how the skin felt, feeling the goosebumps that rose as she caressed and rubbed along it. She felt a need to rub the muscles she encountered there, hearing Fiona’s sighs as she enjoyed the touch.

  Fiona was not going to make this a quick roll in the hay. She’d had those a couple of times over the years and they always left her feeling sleazy and unsatisfied. She wanted to take her time with her bride, to make her enjoy it and want her in return. By the sound of Allyssa’s increased breathing, she was certain she was enjoying it so far. She cupped one of the virgin’s breasts and gently kissed its tip, hearing Allyssa suck in air at the sensation. Her lips played along the nipple, feeling it pucker beneath them, before she opened her mouth and began to play with it using the tip of her tongue.

  “Oh, wow,” Allyssa said, wondering if she should be doing the same to Fiona, but enjoying her attentions too much to really worry about it. She continued to rub up and down Fiona’s back, lightly kneading the muscles as she caressed. Fiona gently pressed between them where their pelvises connected. Allyssa felt a sensation like she had a full bladder, but deeper, more intense and squeezed back at it, causing herself to shudder in a mini release.

  “Are you okay?” Fiona pulled back, having felt the shudder.

  “I think so,” she agreed quickly, wanting the heat of her wife’s body against her again. She pulled on Fiona and then daringly began to pull the shirt over her wife’s head to see what she looked like in the dim light of the camper. She was pleased with what she could see. She had seen pictures of naked women, but had never really looked, especially in the locker room back at school…you always averted your eyes then. Now, she could look and her wife seemed to like her to look. What she saw was very nice. The shorter woman was more robust than she and had much larger breasts that looked soft and inviting. They were tipped with a darker brown areola than her own. Her stomach was flat with a tiny hint of muscles; not quite a six-pack, but it teased at that. The muscles she had felt through the shirt and then with her own hands on Fiona’s back intrigued her and made her want to play with them some more. They felt wonderful and excited her at the same time. Her arms, holding her up effortlessly, looked sculpted and firm.

  Fiona looked down on the younger woman, wondering if perhaps she really was a dirty old woman for having taken such a young bride. Still, the woman looking up at her with so much trust, quite a bit of lust, and she hoped, love, was an adult and she got past her qualms quickly as she played with the woman’s breasts.

  Fiona slowly seduced the other woman, but Allyssa really wanted to be seduced, so it wasn’t difficult. She was curious, already impatient, and anxious to learn what came next. Fiona gave her upper torso a lot of attention with her fingers, her lips, and her tongue. She tasted the slight salt of the blonde’s skin on her tongue. She scented Allyssa’s arousal as she got closer and closer to her pajama bottoms. Slowly, she eased them off the taller woman, dropping them to the side of the sleeping bags so Allyssa could find them again later. She eased her own off, in a little strip tease for her wife, both smirking at her attempts to pull them off sexily in the cramped space.

  Allyssa appreciated Fiona’s humor in the situation. She desperately wanted to know what came next and if she should be doing more. When Fiona came towards her completely naked, her breasts were at eye level and the younger woman couldn’t help but touch them in wonderment. Fiona stopped immediately to let her touch, to caress, and then, looking up at her, Allyssa began to kiss first one and then the other, moving her lips towards the dark areola. Fiona closed her eyes, enjoying the hesitant touch, the warm lips, and the tongue on her painfully aroused nipples. It had been well over a year since she had been with another woman and she missed it—the heat of bodies melding together, the scents, the sounds—and she threw back her head to thrust her breasts towards her wife.

  Feeling emboldened, Allyssa rubbed her cheeks between the two orbs, squeezing them so they squeezed her, flicking the nipples with her fingertips and hearing Fiona gasp. She looked up and saw her arching back, enjoying the love play on her breasts. Allyssa felt powerful seeing the strong, older woman enjoying her ministrations. She slowly buried her face in the bounteous breasts and caressed her way around the other woman until she could feel those back muscles that so intrigued her. Slowly, she rubbed her way downward towards Fiona’s firm buttocks, but chickened out before she could grasp them to her. Still, Fiona was slightly off balance and fell against her, crushing her to the mattress which Allyssa didn’t seem to mind.

  “Ugh,” she said against the flesh smothering her momentarily, the vibration of her mouth against Fiona’s nipple causing it to harden even more.

  Slowly, Fiona rubbed her body against her wife’s, the heat they were sharing more than adequate in the tight space.
She could scent Allyssa’s arousal and wondered if the blonde could scent hers. Her long and strong doctor’s fingers caressed downward, over the stomach and first to one hip, feeling the smooth skin.

  Allyssa wondered when Fiona would touch her intimately, not counting the touch of her breasts. She had wondered about that little nub she had discreetly looked up on the internet and read up on. She didn’t dare touch herself, the teachings of her mother and sister too strong. She knew better than to touch herself…there; they had warned her since she was a little girl. Now, she wondered what it would be like to have someone else touch her there. She had learned later that masturbation was not dirty when other girls at school talked about it, but she pretended not to hear. She had never tried it. She had never touched there other than with a wash cloth. She was anxious to find out what it felt like, skin on skin.

  Fiona teased her, coming close and then veering off in another direction, caressing every inch of skin on her hips, legs, and thighs, but coming close to the apex of her wife’s pleasure and then backing off. She was waiting for something, something she had read up on and hoped was true. She had never been with a virgin and it had been a long time since she had experimented in college and lost her own virginity. She wanted her wife’s first experience to be pleasurable. She wasn’t sure she was up for the job.

  Finally, Fiona could hear the frustration in her wife’s pants. Her legs had unconsciously fallen open and she insinuated her body between them, widening them as her hand began caressing closer. She was pleasantly surprised to find that Allyssa wasn’t shaven, preferring au natural to the slick skin. She wondered if Allyssa’s mother or sister had ever mentioned that, but wouldn’t bring that up at this moment. She was enjoying the gasp of pleasure her wife let out at the touch as she slid her finger down the wet slit. Slowly, she cupped her wife’s mons and was gratified to not only hear her indrawn breath, but feel the wetness that was gushing into the palm of her hand. Gently, so as not to hurt her, she inserted one finger, exploring. A quick in and out motion and she could already feel Allyssa trying to tighten around the one appendage.

  Allyssa had thought it would be more than a cursory examination, after all her wife was a doctor. She had hoped it would be a whole lot more … and it was. That first touch was magical, soft, and strong. The cupping of her mons was incredible, firm, and warm. She gasped out her pleasure, her body felt very wet, and then when Fiona stuck a finger inside her she squeezed it, not sure why, but feeling immense pleasure when she did so.

  Again slowly, Fiona brought a second finger into play. She didn’t dare bring any more in at this point…the woman was too new at this. She was going to be too raw and she didn’t want to hurt her too much as she started to rock her with her fingers. She smiled as she scented her arousal, the odor telling her how wet her wife really was and her leg getting soaked as she used it to support her hand motion while thrusting between Allyssa’s legs. She reached up with her free hand, caressing, and then finding and tweaking a nipple.

  “Oh!” Allyssa jumped, surprised and then delighted at the sensations within her body.

  Fiona was afraid of the thin membrane that would cause her wife pain when she tore it. She had prepared for the blood with a towel nearby, but she didn’t feel it, didn’t encounter it. At first, she thought perhaps Allyssa had lied about her virginity, but as a doctor she knew that such things could be torn without the person even being aware of it. Allyssa had mentioned the riding classes she had taken as a kid and that could do it. It could so easily have been written off as her period, right down to the raw pain. She thrust harder, using her thumb to rub against Allyssa’s clit, which was peeking out beyond the hairs, swollen and aroused. She leaned down to taste and draw it into her warm mouth. The wetness could have drowned her as her wife sloshed under her.

  Allyssa couldn’t believe the sensations. She had expected pain, perhaps a tightness as the fingers entered her, but she was enjoying herself enormously. She succumbed to the sensations, deciding not to analyze or think about it at all. She could do that another time. Something was happening to her body, it was tightening up. As Fiona thrust, using her own body to complete them, she suddenly felt the heat of her mouth down…there. Allyssa couldn’t have imagined the pleasure it gave her. The tightening continued and suddenly there was a warmth, a rush of release that radiated out from down…there—outwards, down her legs to her toes that squeezed painfully, back up through her tummy and upwards—it was a warmth that had her arching as she enjoyed it all, her eyes tightly shut to absorb it all and not think.

  Fiona was very proud of herself, of what she had caused, and that it had been pain-free. Gradually she slowed her motions as she let her wife come down from the orgasm she had achieved, but she wasn’t done with her, caressing and rubbing up against her as Allyssa slowly became aware.

  Allyssa smiled up at Fiona in gratitude, reaching out to kiss her and, for the first time, tasting herself on her wife’s lips. It wasn’t an unpleasant taste … musky, a little salty, but it told her they had been intimate in ways she had never foreseen. She took Fiona in her arms and rolled with her, bumping into the wall of the small compartment where they shared a laugh of pleasure, of enjoyment, of just being together. She started kissing her wife harder, intending to give her the same pleasures.

  As Allyssa made her intentions obvious by slowly, hesitantly kissing her wife down her muscular body, Fiona stopped her. “You don’t have to,” she said as the younger woman hesitated to go between her legs.

  “I kinda want to,” she said, feeling she must return the favor and yet also wanting to experience how she might pleasure her wife. She continued and took a deep breath, looking down and wondering if everyone was hairy like that. Looking closer, she saw it was trimmed neatly and wondered if she should be doing that, but this was not the time to ask. She lowered her lips and tongue, pulling her own hair back and away as she held her breath. She gently tasted her wife, who jumped slightly at the sensation. Then Allyssa’s tongue went a little deeper, feeling around the nub with her probing tongue, using her lips to draw it into her mouth slightly. Finally, she let out her breath. The heat was helping to warm things up in the cool night air although Fiona was hot and aroused beneath her.

  Fiona was dying. The sensation was incredible and Allyssa’s mouth was hot…almost too hot. Still, she helped her by grinding slightly into the open mouth. It helped her pleasure increase and she knew her own orgasm wasn’t far off.

  Allyssa buried her tongue a little deeper, smelling the warm musk smell of her wife, feeling the heat radiating from between her legs. Breathing through her nose she could smell the full heady scent of the brunette. She didn’t know if she dared put her fingers inside her wife, so she concentrated on the little nub, licking all around it, up and down, seeing Fiona tense, and hearing her breath coming faster. It was an incredible, heady, powerful thing for her and she continued, sensing that she had Fiona absolutely in her control. Watching the reactions, feeling them, really made her aware of what she was doing to the brunette.

  Fiona couldn’t believe that a novice would make her come this way. The sensations, the warmth, and the fact that she had delayed their coupling so long meant that she was coming far sooner than she expected. She ground down into Allyssa’s mouth, her hand clamping to the blonde’s head as she held her in place momentarily. She gasped and made odd noises…a weird little whistling keening sound was coming out of her mouth and throat.

  Allyssa tried to look up, but couldn’t see past the flesh of her wife’s breasts as she arched. It was obvious Fiona was enjoying herself, so she kept doing what she was doing even though she was in danger of suffocating. Finally, she was let go and Fiona fell back. Allyssa gasped, feeling like she had held her breath for far too long.

  “Are you okay?” she asked, worried she hadn’t done enough for Fiona as she crept up her slightly sweaty body while making sure to pull the sleeping bag up with her in the cold of the night. Funny, she hadn’t felt the cold a moment
ago.

  “I’m wonderful. Where did you learn to do that?” she gasped, smiling up at the blonde as she came to lay beside her.

  Shrugging, embarrassed at the intimacy, she didn’t answer and Fiona understood she was just too shy. Maybe someday she would tell her. For now, she handed her the pajamas she had taken off her and they both wiggled back into their night clothes. Fiona would have liked to have showered the wetness from between her own legs and she could bet Allyssa felt the same. Still, it was a good first time and she thought her wife had enjoyed herself.

  Allyssa had enjoyed herself. It wasn’t quite what she expected, but she hoped to find out more as they went along. That couldn’t be all of it, and yet she wouldn’t mind if it was. It had been incredible, wonderful, and a few words she couldn’t think of. Snuggling close to the warmth of her wife, she soon fell asleep.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Fiona was pleased to wake up before Allyssa that next morning. Maybe it was the cool clear mountain air, but they weren’t really in the mountains, they were in the foothills. Maybe it was the sense of being home. Maybe it was the sex they had enjoyed. She smiled and it was that smile that Allyssa woke up to.

  “Good morning,” she said huskily.

  “Good morning,” Fiona replied, leaning down to kiss her wife. The kiss deepened and they both enjoyed it. Fiona began to squirm closer, intent on covering her wife with her own body when they both heard a deep, “Woof,” from Rex. Caught in the act, they looked down the bed to see him sitting politely at the door. He looked back innocently but hopefully.