Caught In Charlotte’s Webb
The day had started simply enough. It was an important day for Rose. She was actually going to meet her girlfriend’s parents. Unbeknownst to her, Charlotte had officially outed herself to her parents just a day or so earlier, and apparently they insisted on meeting this “girl” that had become so prominent in her life. And Rose was petrified. Meeting someone’s parents is something she had assumed only straight people did, though she realized that was a little silly of an idea. But she had agreed to this. She and Charlotte had gone shopping to find her some clothes that fit Rose’s style but were a little more presentable than her standard tight, well-worn jeans and tee-shirt. Dealing with the bright red mohawk that Rose sported was going to be bizarre enough.
The two girls couldn’t be more different in appearance. While both athletic, Rose was all muscle, lean and mean. She was beautiful for sure, at least everyone but her seemed to think so. She had a body that resembled a Greek goddess. But while Rose was all leather and muscle, Charlotte was soft and cuddly. This wasn’t to say that the blonde girl who always wore her hair up in pigtails was fat, because that was far, far from the truth. She was an athlete, being a long time soccer player who was the goalie for the university team. While Rose had handful sized breasts, Charlotte’s cups did “runneth over.” And Charlotte had a hint of baby fat on her body, which made her absolutely adorable.
But they were very compatible personality-wise. And Rose was flattered beyond belief that Charlotte was comfortable enough with their relationship that she wanted her lover to meet her parents. And while Rose wanted to maintain her identity, she had compromised with Charlotte by letting her pick out the clothes. The big night was upon them, and a potential problem had arisen. Rose was afraid her first phrase to Mr. and Mrs. Webb would be, “I’m sorry we’re late, but your daughter was performing oral sex on me.” Which is pretty much what was happening.
She had been trying on some pants that Charlotte thought “would look darling” on her. They were made of some stretchy material that resembled felt. They were black in color with small roses embroidered up and down each leg in small columns. They clung to her like a second skin, and Rose supposed they looked nice enough, but they weren’t really practically and were more than a bit on the warm side. And for some reason, her blonde friend had insisted she wear this silly red-silk g-string. Rose had questioned how wearing a thong was supposed to impress her parents. Charlotte had made the point that the lingerie wasn’t for her parents. With that, Rose had been pushed over on the bed and her pants had been pulled up to her knees. Charlotte simply pushed the panties out of the way and began licking Rose’s pussy.
After a few minutes, the redhead decided to object. “Hon, as much as I . . . ooh, a little to the left . . . would like to do this right now, we’re going to be late.”
“We have two hours,” came the response. Charlotte had withdrawn her tongue and was using two of her fingers like a piston in Rose’s box.
“But we always have to take a shower afterwards, or we’ll be covered in sweat and . . . well, other stuff.” Despite her words, Rose’s heart really wasn’t in her objections. Charlotte was just too good at what she was doing.
“Hmm. You’ve got a point. But I’ve got an idea.” Charlotte stood up and pulled Rose’s pants all the way off. “We can save time by fucking IN the shower!” With that, she turned and began shirking her clothes on her way to the bathroom. She had said it so matter-of-factly that Rose couldn’t help but smile. By the time she had peeled herself off the bed, Charlotte already had the shower warmed up and was completely naked. Rose crept up behind her and wrapped her up in her arms, groping her tits in the process.
“What kept you?” Charlotte murmured, stepping towards the shower and pulling Rose with her.
“A certain blonde bombshell was just doing something that made my knees weak.”
“What a naughty girl she must have been.”
“Oh she was,” teased Rose. “And she’s gonna get what’s coming to her!” Rose slid the shower door shut and gave Charlotte a warm kiss. No matter how many times they had been together, Rose was amazed at how attracted she was to the other girl. And now was no exception. Her hair was already drenched and plastered to her head, and as she spun, Rose watched the water flow in and around her curves while droplets hung perilously on the gentle swell of her breasts. She noticed Charlotte was blushing. “What’s with that?” asked Rose, gently touching her lover’s skin.
“It’s just it makes me feel all warm inside. You know, when you look at me like that.”
“Like what?”
Charlotte leaned in against her body. “With those big eyes just devouring my body.” She kissed Rose, and let her hands drift down that toned muscular physique so they could firmly grasp that incredibly tight ass. “With that ‘come-hither’ stare.” She slowly got down onto her knees, kissing her way down Rose’s body, including lightly tonguing her naval. “With that look that tells me in a glance what you want me to do to you.” Then words escaped her as she buried her mouth in Rose’s privates again.
Rose looked down, savoring the feeling of lips on her pussy and a tongue in her slit. She savored the sight of water cascading down her muscular torso and onto Charlotte’s face. The other girl had slid one hand between Rose’s legs and had penetrated her ass with her index finger. She knew how to push Rose’s buttons. Rose actually had to lean against the wall of the shower and grasp the top of Charlotte’s head to keep her knees from buckling. The blonde girl’s tongue was buried in her deep, probing her insides in a methodical fashion. Considering they had a deadline, Charlotte didn’t seem to be in much of a hurry. Her tongue was moving at a languid pace. When she finally withdrew it, it was only so she could tease Rose’s clit more directly. Eventually it became too much, and Rose’s grasp on Charlotte’s head (as well as the handle to the shower door) intensified as she began to cum. She could only imagine what it was like for Charlotte, not knowing whether the fluid at her lips was water or Rose’s juice. But she didn’t imagine her friend much cared. Finally her body finished shaking, and Charlotte looked up at her with a satisfied smile on her face.
“My turn,” was all she could say.
Rose pulled the girl to her feet and spun her around. Then she had Charlotte bend over while Rose got on her knees. The water was cascading down the girl’s back and down the crack of her ass like a waterfall. Rose grabbed a double handful of ass, spread those cheeks wide open, and went to work on Charlotte’s delectable pussy. She licked up and down, periodically teasing the sensitive area between the bottom of the slit and the anus. Charlotte had never shown interest in anal play, but stimulating this area got her to make some interesting noises of pleasure.
“I fuckin’ love it when you do that,” the girl said.
“Then I guess I’d better do it again,” Rose returned, then let her tongue dance on that area again. Then it was back to the pussy proper, including sucking on her swollen lips. Charlotte was bent over far enough that Rose was able to reach one of her hands between Charlotte’s legs and fondle one of the girl’s substantial tits. It was especially warm right now, and it was slick due to the steam and water. Charlotte moaned louder. She was close.
“Get on your knees,” Rose said.
“If I had a dime every time you told be to do that . . .” Charlotte retorted playfully. But she also did as she was told. Rose moved so that her body and breasts were pushed directly into her friend’s back. She reached around Charlotte’s waist and ran her hands down the girl’s body until they reached her crotch.
“I don’t want you to touch yourself,” Rose whispered in her ear. “I want you to let me take care of you.” She started inserting fingers into Charlotte’s box. She used just one at first, then two and then three. Her other hand mostly rubbed the girls mound or squeezed her lips together around Rose’s fingers, but sometimes she had to reach up and tweak Charlotte’s nipples. It didn’t take long until Charlotte’s pussy had a death-lock on one of Rose’s hands while her body trembled in ecstasy. By the end of her orgasm, Charlotte was breathing quite heavily, and Rose slid her hands up so she feel the girl’s heart beat under her sizable chest. Charlotte turned her head so the two girls could share another passionate kiss.
“Just in time,” Charlotte gasped, finally breaking the kiss.
“How’s that?”
“We’ve just run out of hot water.”
The two girls almost screamed when cold water came blasting through the pipes, and the scurried turn off the water and get out of the shower. The were both standing naked in the bathroom, dripping water all over the place and looking for all the world like a couple of wet (albeit sexy) rats. They looked at each other and started to laugh, and eventually got around to toweling each other off.