Damn, it was so hard to concentrate on pleasuring Damaris when Damaris was doing such wickedly sexy things to her.
Damaris’ fingers were in Larnie’s pussy. Damaris’ hands and mouth touched her everywhere, driving her need higher and higher, tasting, pushing, pressing, licking, sucking. Any moment now she was going to explode, and she wanted Damaris to come with her.
Gently using her teeth, she tugged on Damaris’ clit, elongating it. With both hands, she held Damaris’ legs wide apart but continued stroking the sensitive flesh of Damaris’ inner thighs as she did so.
Then she slammed three fingers deep into Damaris’ cunt, twisting and turning them, aiming for that special spot. Yes, there! Larnie scraped Damaris’ G-spot, and Damaris came apart underneath her, flooding her with cream and screaming her name.
Damaris’ shaking fingers were still in Larnie’s cunt and the sheer eroticism of being so connected as Damaris exploded was enough to send Larnie over the edge too. Her body jerked and spasmed in release as she clutched Damaris in joy.
When her heart stopped pounding, Larnie climbed off Damaris and moved up the bed to lie beside her, their sweaty bodies plastered together, fingers linked, legs tangled, two heads on the one pillow. Golden hair mingled with chestnut.
“Thank you for making me realize it’s time to move on. You’ve been so patient and loving. All I’ve done is taken from you. Now I’m ready to be an equal partner and to start giving back. So let’s go holiday shopping together. We’ll buy the ingredients for s’mores, and chocolate wine, and edible body paint, and maybe even a tree—a live tree. That’d be something special and symbolic of our new lives. Then we’ll celebrate our true coming together.”
“We’ll visit your Mom’s grave as well. I’m sure she’ll like to know that you’re happy.”
“Happy commitment.” Larnie kissed Damaris passionately. “I’m ready for that now, ready to be committed to you and our future together.”
Damaris gripped Larnie tightly. “Thank you. That’s the best holiday present I could ever receive.”
Chapter Five
Tammy and Lydia, Damaris and Larnie, at the Gym
Larnie stared around the gym worriedly. She was only here because Damaris had insisted it was something they could do together, and fit around their regular life. But she’d heard horror stories about gyms. Women who were abused for the clothing they wore by both men and other women. Or men who thought a woman in a gym was ripe for a sexual encounter. Still, Damaris was meeting her here and they’d be exercising together. And the place had seemed very nice and friendly when they had their interview and assessment with the personal trainer.
Two women were riding the exercise bicycles side by side. The blonde was wearing designer exercise clothes and working hard, her legs pumping madly and her gaze fixed to the onboard computer screen. But next to her a rounder woman with brown hair was wearing baggy sweat pants and a plain T-shirt, and was riding fast, but not with such dedication.
So maybe that meant all sorts of women came here. Larnie relaxed a little bit, happy to have noticed the two women.
Larnie blinked, and then blushed, as the brunette waited until the blonde stopped pedaling then reached across and kissed her. The blonde blushed a little bit too, but she was smiling broadly so obviously they were an item.
Suddenly Larnie felt better about coming to the gym. Not that she’d want Damaris to kiss her here in public, though.
The two women climbed off their bikes and headed into the change room. Larnie found her head filling with naughty thoughts about what could happen in the showers here. The shower cubicles weren’t large, but they were big enough for two women to… Whoa! Best not to start getting that kind of idea right now.
“Sorry, I’m a bit late. I know you were a little nervous about coming here and I meant to arrive early but the traffic is horrendous out there today.”
Larnie turned to smile at Damaris and gave her a brief hug. “It’s fine. I’ve been people watching and you know I enjoy doing that.”
“Awesome. What do you want to try out first?”
Larnie held out the sheet the trainer had given them and shrugged. “Perhaps we should just work through everything in order.” She was trying hard not to be so set in her ways, but on this occasion, just following the program made sense. Damaris didn’t argue or even raise an eyebrow at her, so, with more confidence than she’d felt before, Larnie walked across to the exercise bicycles the blonde and the brunette had been using. Perhaps their happiness would give her some extra self-confidence.
****
Tammy sat on the bench in the change room, combing her hair. Lydia was already dressed and was packing her gym bag neatly. Tammy grinned. She hadn’t gotten her lover to loosen up completely yet, but she was a work in progress.
Lydia slung her gym bag over her shoulder and said, “I think you shocked the new woman in the spin room.”
“What? How?” Tammy had seen the blonde woman standing there and thought no more about it.
“She blushed when you kissed me.”
Tammy laughed. “Maybe she was jealous. She’d likely do a whole lot more than blush if she knew what I have in mind for tonight.”
“And what’s that?”
“Wait and see.”
But they didn’t have to wait long. As soon as they got home Tammy dropped her clothing on the floor and dragged a chair into the bathroom, placing it in front of the floor-length mirror Lydia had there. Lydia never left the apartment without checking her clothing from every angle to make sure she was neat and tidy. This time Tammy planned to use the mirror for something much more interesting.
She laid a towel across the seat of the chair and called, “Come in here, Lydia.”
“I’m right here.” Lydia was standing just back from the doorway, still fully dressed.
“Now do you know what I’ve been thinking about?”
“Not the new woman at the gym, evidently.”
“Hell, no. I’ve been thinking about you. About making you come so hard you scream. About us both watching you come in the mirror.”
Tammy gazed at Lydia’s face in the mirror. Lydia’s eyes darkened and the lids dropped, giving her face a hot, lusty, slumberous look. Hell, yes. Lydia was aroused.
Tammy stepped across to her and helped her undress, then led her back to sit on the chair. “Wrap your legs around the chair legs. Open yourself up wide so we can see how pink your cunt is.”
Tammy felt her own cream dampen the insides of her thighs as she looked at Lydia’s pretty cunt in the mirror. Damn, she looked good. Resolutely Tammy stood behind the chair and placed Lydia’s hands on the chair back. “Grip the chair. No moving.”
Still standing behind the chair, Tammy used a hairbrush to gently stroke Lydia’s skin. She trailed the back of the brush down across one breast, then turned the brush over and tickled Lydia’s sides with the bristles. Next she kneeled down and teased up and down in the insides of Lydia’s legs, twisting the brush over and over so Lydia would never know whether the smooth back or prickly bristles would be on her skin next.
Only when she saw Lydia’s cunt had turned red and there was a damp patch on the towel, from Lydia’s cream, did Tammy stop.
“Now, masturbate while I watch.”
“It won’t take long. I’ll come very quickly.”
“That’s okay. But you have to keep your eyes open all the time. I want us both watching together.
Lydia’s breath hissed, and Tammy hid a grin. Yeah, she was red hot and needy herself, but watching in the mirror was damn erotic. She desperately wanted to shove her fingers deep into Lydia, to lick up that delicious honey herself, but she also wanted Lydia to experience everything herself. This scene was a mix of head, heart, and hands, and so should give Lydia an amazing orgasm. Hell, Tammy might come as well just from watching it was so incredibly carnal.
Tammy licked her lips as Lydia inserted one finger into her pussy and stroked it around. Then she used her other h
and to spread cream over her clit. Now Tammy’s mouth was hanging open and her own breath was coming faster and faster. She had to force herself to stand still, to keep her hands by her sides and not touch, as Lydia’s finger moved faster and faster, over her clit. Then a second digit slid deep into her cunt and this time Tammy had to fold her lips together tightly not to moan with delight. She knew what Lydia felt like deep inside. Lydia’s taste was emblazoned on her brain. Lydia’s pleasure was consuming her mind and her heart.
As she watched, Lydia convulsed in orgasm. She held her pussy wide open and Tammy stared in the mirror, watching as the muscles rippled and contracted, seeing Lydia’s cunt grip onto her fingers, and just like that she came as well, her body shaking in time with Lydia’s.
Tammy bent over the chair to kiss Lydia, but Lydia stood up and hugged Tammy. “That was amazing. Next time you can do it and I’ll watch.”
****
Damaris followed Larnie into their apartment. “I don’t understand why you didn’t want to shower at the gym. They’re private cubicles. No one would be watching you.”
“I want us to shower together. Even if we did both fit in the one cubicle, I wouldn’t be prepared to do it at the fitness center. I was watching two other women. A couple. And when they kissed on the way to the change rooms, I just thought I’d like us to…”
Damaris laughed. “Kiss in the shower? Or maybe do something else?”
“Kissing is a perfectly good place to start,” said Larnie primly.
But Damaris knew her too well to be misled. They hurried into the bathroom and stripped out of their sweaty clothing, then Damaris turned the water on while Larnie put a pile of towels ready for them on the counter.
Damaris turned Larnie to face the wall and poured Larnie’s favorite apple shower gel into her palm and smoothed it over Larnie’s back, massaging it into her skin. When Damaris reached Larnie’s ass, Larnie deliberately pushed it out at her, so very gently Damaris rubbed a slippery gel-coated finger just around the opening.
Larnie made it very clear she wanted more, so Damaris trickled gel into Larnie’s ass crack, and slowly wiggled a finger just a tiny way into Larnie’s dark channel. She held Larnie’s opposite hip as she massaged and stroked all around just inside the entry to her ass, until Larnie was breathing fast and pushing back on her finger.
“More,” gasped Larnie.
Damaris pushed a second finger into her lover’s rear channel, and let go of her hip, wrapping her other arm around Larnie to tease her cunt and clit from the front.
It was wonderful holding her woman in her arms like this. Larnie was pushing back and forward, trying to take both of Damaris’ hands at once, but Damaris kept control, stroking and teasing, yet finger-fucking her fore and aft. The scent of apple was strong in the shower, but it was overlaid with the heavy musk of two extremely aroused women.
“Oh, God, yes!”
Larnie went limp in her arms, and Damaris gently soothed her down, kissing and licking her neck, her jaw line, and her earlobe as she did.
But instead of resting, Larnie swiveled around and dropped to her knees, gripping both of Damaris’ inner thighs, and thrusting her tongue deep into Damaris’ cunt.
Damaris groaned now and buried her fingers in the wet strands of her lover’s hair.
Just being with Larnie, touching Larnie, was almost enough to give her a climax. But now that Larnie was loving her in return Damaris was undone. The orgasm in her belly unraveled fast, shaking her with its intensity and making her hold Larnie’s head for support as much as direction, now.
Damaris pulled Larnie to her feet and they kissed, sharing her flavor, which was enough to make her pussy cream some more. Damaris lifted her head and laughed. “Is this what you were picturing the other women doing?”
“Making love in the bathroom? Why not!”
The End
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