“Huh . . . huh . . . oh shit . . . oh that feels good!” Charlotte was already panting, and had to put her hands on the wall to brace herself. One hand would sometimes drift down and rest on Rose’s head, stroking her stripe of hair and pushing her face further into Charlotte’s crotch.
Rose didn’t need any more encouragement. She had worked three fingers into Charlotte’s pussy, and had wrapped her lips around the girl’s entire clit area. With three fingers inside her, her upper mound engulfed in Rose’s mouth and Rose’s tongue dancing across her clit, Charlotte was already close. After only ten minutes of Rose’s attention, Charlotte began to cum. She took a breath but was unable to exhale. Her legs were shaking, and then her torso got into the act. Rose’s face was quickly covered in her friend’s sticky stuff. It seemed to take all of the girl’s physical and mental strength just to remain standing as her body came down from her sexual earthquake.
Finally, Charlotte uttered “O. k. That was good. We can keep that!”
As Charlotte started to back up, Rose stood up and wrapped her arms around the girl’s midsection. Charlotte quickly wrapped her legs around Rose’s waist. Rose was strong enough to hold her up, but not for long. She quickly moved towards the bed, engaged in a passionate kiss with Charlotte the whole time. She deposited the girl on the bed, and took a moment to look down at the gorgeous creature lying on her sheets.
“Take off your clothes,” whispered Charlotte. “Slowly. Please?”
Rose started with her skintight jeans, which were already unbuttoned. She turned around and inched them past her ass and down her legs.
“You’re ass is amazing! It is so tight!” Charlotte reached out and grabbed Rose’s butt, apparently marveling at its tautness. Rose enjoyed the groping as she pulled her sweat-soaked shirt over her head. “You are so beautiful,” Charlotte whispered. “So tight. So hot. So fuckin’ sexy!” Rose felt the girl’s tongue on her back and her hands pulling Rose down to the bed. The two of them lay side by side, exploring each others body: Charlotte’s being soft and voluptuous, while Rose’s was lean and hard. Charlotte would fondle Rose’s ass while Rose sucked on Charlotte’s tits and made her moan.
“I just want you to know,” said the blonde girl after a few minutes, “I’m not sure how good I am at this. I’ve only been with a couple of girls, and neither of them were what you would call experts. Or even sober.”
Rose inverted her body so they were both face-to-crotch. “Just follow my lead.” She started eating Charlotte out much as she had done on the couch; with a few flicks of the tongue to key areas. Charlotte did as well as she could. She was a little clumsy in her efforts at first, but Rose made sure to moan whenever she hit a good spot, providing good feedback. Then she started licking Charlotte’s pussy like an ice cream cone, all the way up one side of the slit, then the other. She flicked the clit, took the pussy lips in her mouth, and then traced the mound with the tip of her tongue. Charlotte was beginning to keep up quite well, and had even initiated the use of fingers in their little sixty-nine session. Rose felt what she thought were three fingers working their way into her box.
“Oh, so you wanna play rough, hunh?” With that, Rose tripled her efforts.
“Babe, it is ON now!” was Charlotte’s response, and showed herself to be a quick learner.
Both girls were licking, sucking, and fingering with almost reckless abandon. Rose rolled them both so that she was on top for a moment before Charlotte countered. The two were rolling around the bed, each trying to be the one on top while still eating the other girl out. After several minutes of this, both girls were incredibly sweaty, and both of their crotches were glistening with juice. Charlotte was attempting to get back on top when she accidentally rolled them both off the bed and onto the floor.
“Oh shit,” she gasped. “Are you o. k.”
Rose took a mental inventory. “I think so. I’m seeing stars, but that might be due to the lack of blood going to my brain right now.” With that, she took Charlotte by surprise and managed to get on top again.
“Ooooh, you little . . .” And they were off again. Luckily the rug was comfortable, and the two girls covered pretty much the entire floor. After a few more minutes of heated pussy licking, they found themselves near the bed again.
Rose actually was the first to break the deadlock, and she started trying to crawl back onto the bed. She felt Charlotte’s hand grasp her ankle.
“Just where do you think you’re goin’?” Charlotte began kissing the back of Rose’s calves, then the tender area just behind the knee. Her tongue followed a path up the girl’s well-muscled thighs until it reached her ass crack. Rose groaned as she felt her friend’s tongue licking her pussy from behind and occasionally rim her tender asshole. As much as Rose wanted to “win” their little contest, she was exhausted, and the sensation was all too pleasurable for her to even try and fight back.
“I’ve never tried it, but do you enjoy this?” Charlotte asked, breaking her lip-lock on Rose’s pussy long enough to moisten her thumb in her own mouth and then stick it in Rose’s ass. Rose gasped audibly, reaching back to spread her ass cheeks. “I’ll take that as a yes!” Now Charlotte had Rose on the ropes. She kept her thumb in the redhead’s ass while sticking her middle two fingers in the girl’s cunt. Since the amount of space available for fingering was limited, Charlotte used her other hand to play with herself. She fondled her breast, gently squeezed her nipples, then diddled her own pussy.
Rose managed to start crawling forward again, forcing Charlotte to follow her back onto the bed. With both of them back where they started, Rose managed to line their bodies back up face to crotch again. But instead of using their tongues, they both seemed content to use their fingers. This left them to stare into each other’s eyes. Both girls had looks of smoldering intensity. They were both covered in sweat. Charlotte’s hair was plastered to her head. They were also both fingering each other like mad. Charlotte, possibly due to having come already, was able to get Rose off first. Rose’s orgasm was more powerful than anything she had experienced before. Wave after wave of pleasure rippled through her body. Her cum flowed down her legs and onto the bed sheets. It seemed like forever before she came down. It also seemed like she came down too soon.
“I win,” said Charlotte weakly. The girl looked exhausted, but extraordinarily happy.
Rose wasn’t willing to completely concede defeat, if you could even call have a mind-numbing orgasm at the hands and mouth of a beautiful woman “defeat.” She had an idea. “On your knees dear. This isn’t over.”
Charlotte did as she was told. Rose reached down, sticking two fingers into Charlotte’s box and cupped her mound. She then pushed her own body against the other girl while reaching around and grabbing a solid handful of ass. As she started fingering her friend in earnest again, she whispered into Charlotte’s ear, “Fuck my hand! Grind your hips against it and fuck my hand!” Charlotte did just that. Rose was fingering as hard and fast as she can with her pinned arm, and Charlotte was humping against it with great determination and zeal. Rose kept whispering “Fuck it. Fuck it. That’s it. Fuck my hand like a good girl!” She stopped whispering long enough to nibble on Charlotte’s earlobe, then started sucking on her neck.
It didn’t take much of this to finish Charlotte off. She came for the second time that evening with as much intensity as the first. She had to put her hands on her own calves to keep from fall over backwards. The two girls were looking lustily into each other’s eyes until Charlotte could no longer keep her own eyes open. Here body was quivering, making her chest quiver and bounce more than usual. And finally, it was done.
The two girls collapsed onto the bed. Rose had one arm draped over her lover’s body, and their head rested right next to each other on the pillow.
“Was I alright?” asked Charlotte finally, with a hint of trepidation.
“You were better than alright. I’ve never felt this good in my life. And it was all because of you.”
Charlotte practically beamed at those words. The two girls continued to kiss and nuzzle and make small talk until neither could stay awake another second.
Rose awoke after a few hours. She was actually amazed at that, since she had never been as physically drained as she had been after having sex with Charlotte. That fact hit her like a freight train. She was in bed with a beautiful, athletic woman she had fantasized about since high school. A woman who had broken through her self-imposed isolation like an 18-wheeler. She didn’t want this relationship, if that’s what it was, to come to an end, but she wasn’t sure if she was ready to rejoin the world. Or if she really wanted to. Rose quietly inched her way out of bed, gently lowering Charlotte’s arm to the sheets. She made her way, completely nude, upstairs into her gym. Since the apartment below was mostly soundproof, she was determined to get a quick workout done. It was something that always helped her clear her head. She did a fast warm up, then hit the weights. She was doing a toning set on the bench press when she heard the stairway door open.
“Couldn’t sleep?” asked Charlotte quietly.
“No. Strange. I was dead tired a few hours ago. You wore me out girl.”
“I hope this didn’t weird you out.”
“No. Listen, I was really happy it happened. But sometimes I get freaked out when good things happen to me. I’m not used to it, I guess.”
“Well, if you like, I can try and arrange for good thinks to happen to you. A lot. Maybe even a couple of times a day!”
Rose looked up and saw Charlotte smiling shyly. What did this woman possibly have to be shy about? “I’d like that. I think I’d really like that.”
Charlotte was kneeling next to Rose and she was finishing a set. “Do me a favor?”
“What?”
“Do a few more. Please? I love watching your muscles . . .” she paused to lightly kiss Rose’s abdomen and gently tongue her naval, “. . . move underneath your skin,” she finished.
Rose was willing to anything that would keep Charlotte doing what she was doing. She didn’t have much weight on, so she started another set.
“God, you’re sexy.” Rose felt Charlotte gently parting her legs, and then felt the girl’s tongue tracing her pussy lips.
“Oh shit.” She tried to pace herself well, because she didn’t want to drop even this small amount of weight across her neck. Charlotte’s tongue and lips and increased in ability exponentially over the course of the night. Or maybe it just seemed that way since Rose didn’t have enough blood flowing to her brain right now. Nah. She was willing to give the benefit of the doubt to her protege.
It only took a minute until she was covered in sweat. The strain of the weights, a tongue on her clit, three fingers in her pussy and one digit invading her rectum were almost more than she could stand. The cool night air on her skin contrasted with the hot breath on her crotch.