Charlotte crawled over to the edge of the bed, reached down and pulled something from the nightstand. It was Rose’s strap-on. In their relatively brief relationship, they hadn’t used this toy much, and Rose wondered why Charlotte had chosen it. The girl also put a bottle of KY lotion on top of the nightstand. Charlotte started slid the harness up Rose’s legs, and Rose had to lift her hips so her friend could complete the task. So Rose was laying on her back with a seven-inch, red plastic dick jutting up almost obscenely from her hips. Then Charlotte climbed on board, pushing her panties out of the way so the dildo could slide right in.
“I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me until I scream.” Charlotte was rocking back and forth, still wearing the pink nightie. She moved to remove it, but Rose had other ideas.
“Leave it on. Be a good girl, and leave it on.” Rose slid her hands up Charlotte’s body and started massaging her tits. Charlotte just rotated her hips and enjoyed the sensation of Rose’s hands on her flesh. Then Rose’s hands slipped down and gripped her lover’s hips. She began thrusting upward with her artificial dick. She let her hands drift downward again so her thumbs could rub Charlotte’s swollen mound and tender clit. She grabbed one of the blonde girl’s hands and brought it to her mouth. She kissed her wrist, then her palm and then took one of her fingers in her mouth, sucking on it gently.
“Rose.”
“Yes hon?”
“I want you to do something for me.” She climbed off and lay down, face first, next to her lover. I want you to fuck me. In there.” She lifted the nightie above her ass again and placed a finger suggestively at the top of her ass crack.
Rose was a bit stunned. Charlotte had never shown any interest in that before, and Rose was afraid she was doing it to appease her because of the preceding events. “Listen, you don’t have to do that if . . .”
“No, it’s not what you think. I just see how much you enjoy it, so I wanted to try it at least once.”
Rose grabbed the lotion off the dresser and applied a very generous amount to the strap-on. Before she went any further, she bent over and kissed her girlfriend’s still tender ass and gently probed her sphincter with her tongue. Then she inserted a single finger into that rosebud and waited for it to relax a bit. Then she put in a second finger. Finally, when Charlotte’s ass was able to accommodate two fingers, Rose got ready for the big event. She placed the end of the plastic cock at the entrance to Charlotte’s back door.
“It’s going to hurt a bit when I first start. Try not to tense up. Once the head is in and you start to relax, it becomes a lot more fun.” And then she started to push inward.
Charlotte buried her face in one of the many pillows on the bed. ‘Hurt a bit,’ seemed a tad inadequate of a statement. She thought she was going to pass out for a moment, but that moment passed. Rose was afraid the initial pain was going to be too much, so she started to withdraw.
“Wait,” said Charlotte. “I think its relaxing a bit.” Sure enough, her asshole began to ease up a bit, which in turn allowed the head to slide all the way in, and the pain went away. Rose thrust gently at first, letting the blonde girl get used to the new sensation. Rose, for her part, was awestruck by the sight of the red plastic sliding past the pink panties that ensnared Charlotte’s wonderful tanned ass. She began fucking Charlotte with a little more speed and power. Charlotte was just repeating the word “fuck” over and over again while simultaneously finger herself.
After a few minutes, Charlotte indicated that she was getting close. Much to her apparent surprise, Rose pulled out and quickly shed the harness. She flipped Charlotte over and pulled the girl towards her. Rose was sitting on the bed with Charlotte’s pussy and hips pulled up to her face. Most of Charlotte’s weight was resting on her shoulders. They formed a nearly perfect triangle. And Rose began to lick. Like Charlotte, she wanted to see her lover’s face when the moment came, and she figured this was the best way for her to do it. As Rose’s tongue ravished her friend’s box, Charlotte was pinching her nipple through the fabric of her nightie, and she was biting her lower lip in a fashion Rose considered to be really cute. Rose wasn’t going for finesse. It was just rapid-fire motion with her tongue. But it seemed to be enough.
Charlotte’s eyes popped open and the two girls found themselves staring at each other again.
“Oh God! I am SO cumming!” screamed Charlotte. “Stick your tongue in deeper! Taste me! Lick me! Oh, fuck me!” Even in the throes of orgasm, she still sounded a bit like a valley girl. But at the moment, Rose only cared what she tasted like, and she tasted like honey to the redhead. Rose’s face was quickly covered in Charlotte’s juices, but Rose wasn’t quite done. She lowered Charlotte’s body to the bed and stuck one finger in the girl’s pussy and curved that finger toward the front of Charlotte’s body. She had always wanted to see if she could give a woman multiple orgasms, but this was the first girl who was worth trying this on. Her digit located a small spot about the size and shape of a quarter on the front vaginal wall, and she began stimulating it. She used the fingers of her other hand to tease Charlotte’s clit. It seemed to be working! Charlotte hadn’t come all the way down from her first orgasm when a second one ripped through her body.
“I don’t believe . . . I can’t . . . Oh . . . Oh!” As she came for the second time in less than a minute, a mixed look of total pleasure and complete exhaustion played across the girl’s face. The second orgasm wasn’t quite as powerful as the first, but it was enough to wipe the young woman out.
Rose crawled next to Charlotte, draping on leg and one arm over the girl’s body while resting her head next to the blonde girl’s.
“So,” she said after a minute, “was it good for you?”
Charlotte was almost too tired to chuckle. They lay together in silence for a minute.
“It was the best. But every time with you seems to be the best ever.” She paused as if uncertain how to phrase what was on her mind.”
“Just spit it out,” said Rose.
“I really am sorry. I just wanted them to accept you.”
Rose sighed quietly. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about it. They do or they don’t. Actually, your father said he might help me find a better job!”
“He mentioned that when he got home,” she said happily. “I think you really impressed him. As far as my MOTHER goes,” she continued, “she’ll come around.”
Rose had something she wanted to say as well, and right then seemed as good a time as any. “Charlotte, it would be nice if both your parents liked me, but I won’t be completely devastated if they’re not as friendly towards me as if I had been a guy.” She looked straight into the other girl’s eyes. “I love you. Your opinion is the only one that matters to me. The rest is just icing on a very delicious cake.”
Charlotte looked like she had been pole-axed. Rose had never used the “L” word before in that context. Unbeknownst to her, Rose had never used the word “love” with anyone she had been with before in ANY context. Rose found herself on the receiving end of a long string of wet, passionate kisses.
Rose was a bit taken aback, but was happy about the response. She didn’t think she had ever quite gotten over the idea that she was just “a phase” in Charlotte’s life that would end when Rose said how she felt.
“I love you too!” came Charlotte’s reply when the kissing was temporarily interrupted by the pesky need to breathe.
It was strange. After that, neither of them felt much of an urge to say anything. They were just happy to rest in each other’s arms. Charlotte snuggled up a bit, resting her head next to Rose’s neck. Rose stroked her girlfriend’s hair well after Charlotte had fallen asleep, marveling at how someone as “energetic” as she was about lovemaking could look so innocent when she slept. She pulled the covers up over her slumbering lover, and watched the girl’s face until sleep overcame her as well.