Heather laughed. “Hey, she enjoys it and I thought it might be fun. I can’t top what she did for MY birthday, so I thought I might at least try and make hers a little romantic. I’m expecting mayhem to ensue, though. I’m barely learning to navigate water when it isn’t frozen,” she said with a smile. Laurie and Jenny, who apparently was a certified lifeguard, had been taking a very-nervous Heather to the university’s indoor pool as soon as it opened and were teaching the dark-haired girl to swim. It wasn’t always pretty, but Heather was pretty sure she could avoid drowning if she needed to. And swimsuit shopping with Laurie had been kind of fun, particularly seeing what the blonde bombshell planned on wearing when they got down to Florida. She was already starting to drool.
“So seriously,” said Liz, interrupting Heather’s train of thought, “do you think I should go for it? I mean, she’s going to find out sooner or later what it is I want in a relationship.”
“I don’t know what to say, except that you’re right. I can’t imagine Alice into . . . well, that sort of thing, but I’ve been wrong before.”
“Like about falling in love with a sorority girl?”
“See,” grinned Heather, “you’re picking things up fast. Just make sure she understands everything and what her options are. And get her to call sometime. I know Laurie would love for her to be there next week.”
“Will do. Well, gotta go. I have to TA a class in about five minutes. Did I mention I hate this?”
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Late Friday evening . . .
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Liz was sitting on her couch getting ready for the late news to come on when Alice came knocking at her door.
“Hey. What are you doing here? Don’t tell me you walked all the way here, did you?” Liz asked, steeling herself for an ‘interesting’ conversation.
“No, I caught a ride with Jenny. Just got done with work and I was wondering if you wanted to go catch a movie.”
“I don’t think I want to be going out this evening.”
“Maybe we could do a pay-per-view or watch something . . .”
“Actually,” said Liz, turning off the television, “I’m not really much in the mood for movies right now.”
Alice looked nervous all of a sudden. Liz was acting weird and she wondered if she had done something to upset her. “I’m sorry,” she said softly. “I guess I caught you at a bad time. I’ll just leave . . . ,” she said as she started to turn and reach for the door.
Liz was up like a flash, standing behind Alice while almost pinning her against the door and holding that door shut. “I said I wasn’t interested in movies. I didn’t say I that I didn’t want your company.”
Alice felt Liz’s hot breath on the back of her neck and it sent shivers down her spine. “I . . . I guess we could hang out or talk . . .”
“How about I talk for a moment while you listen?” the older girl said huskily. “We’ve gotten to know each other pretty well over the last month, don’t you think?” She waited for Alice to nod before continuing. “And I’ve seen the way you look at me. Have you seen me looking back?” she asked, tracing a finger down the side of Alice’s face.
“Yes,” came the barely audible response.
“Of course you have. You’re a smart girl. So I was asking myself, ‘If she’s so smart, why hasn’t she picked up on the signals? Why hasn’t she made her move?’ But then I realized that maybe you were waiting for me. So here I am.” Liz’s finger had made its way down Alice’s neck and was slowly working its way down her spine. Liz leaned in and put her lips right next to the girl’s ear. “Do you want me to make the next move?” When she got no immediate response, she grabbed Alice by the shoulders and spun her around, pushing her back against the door. Then Liz moved in close so that only a fraction of an inch separated their bodies. Alice looked scared, which wasn’t surprising. But she also had a look of longing, which had potential. Liz decided to go for broke, but first she needed to explain something. “Listen. I know some stuff about you. And before you get mad, yes, I heard it from Heather. And no, she wasn’t trying to prevent me from pursuing you. Quite the opposite, she wanted to make sure you didn’t get hurt again. Like this Jamie woman hurt you.”
Alice looked like she’d been slapped. She wasn’t sure if she hated Heather for telling Liz about that or loved her for it. She never would have been brave enough to bring it up on her own.
Liz continued. “Before anything else happens, I want you to know that I won’t hurt you. At least not in that way,” she said with a sly smile. Alice wondered what she meant, but Liz was about to explain. “But you should also know that I have certain expectations for my lovers. If you aren’t ready to meet them, I’ll understand, but it would mean we could only be friends. Do I make myself clear?” she asked as she leaned in and gave Alice a very soft kiss on the lips.
Alice’s brain was exploding with conflicting signals. This was all too surreal for her to wrap her somewhat confused brain around, but she couldn’t deny what she was feeling. She couldn’t take her eyes off of Liz’s intense face. Those pale blue eyes kept Alice’s stare locked in place. She was such a powerful woman in her own right. Not like Michelle. While Alice would liken Michelle to a bear, Liz was more like a serpent. She was long, lean and muscular, and she could wrap someone up in her coils and smother them. Those coils had Alice held in place, but the young woman couldn’t imagine struggling. She found herself wanting to be devoured whole.
Liz sensed that Alice wasn’t preparing to run, at least not yet. Another good sign. “I want you to think of a word, one that you wouldn’t ordinarily use. It should be something that reminds you of safety that you can easily remember. Whenever you say that word, it will mean you want me to stop. And I will stop. I won’t make you do anything you don’t really want to do. But if you trust me, I can help you enjoy things you never imagined you’d like.” She kissed Alice again, once on the lips and once on the neck.
Alice’s skin was lit up with goosebumps and she felt her skin flush with both trepidation and excitement. Is this what she really wanted? She was beginning to guess as to what Liz’s ‘expectations’ were, and she was wondering how far she herself was willing to go. “Buffalo,” she whispered.
Liz met the young woman’s gaze. “Buffalo?”
“My word . . . buffalo. I went riding down on the ranch for the first time in years last June. Me and Michelle. She showed me a herd of buffalo, and we rode beside it. I’d never felt so alive. I’d never felt so free.” She wasn’t sure where that had come from, but she had wanted to say it for some reason.
Liz just stared, but she looked pleased. “Then it’s a good word. People who share my interests might call that your ‘safe’ word. If you start to panic or can’t go on, say that word. But in the meantime, I expect you to do whatever I tell you to do. Do you understand?” Alice nodded. “Good. Now give me your hands.” Alice shakily raised her hands. Liz took them and raised them over the girl’s head and crossed them at the wrists. Then she grabbed Alice’s wrists with one hand and held the girl in place. She slid her other hand down Alice’s body until it reached the button for the young woman’s pants. She undid the button and then the zipper. She looked at Alice’s face, waiting to see if she was going to object. The young girl had closed her eyes and was biting her bottom lip. “Open your eyes,” Liz commanded. Alice opened them. “I want you to go into this with your eyes open. Otherwise,” she said with another kiss to the young woman’s neck, “it won’t be nearly as much fun.”
Liz’s hand found it’s way into Alice pants. The girl’s crotch was soaked. ‘Another promising sign,’ Liz thought. She traced the line between Alice’s swollen lips with one finger, causing Alice to gasp. She ran her finger up and down with increasing speed. Then she pushed the young girl’s panties out of the way and stuck two fingers into her waiting sex, plunging them in deep and then spreading the girl’s pussy as far as she could.
Alice began to pant and her skin was glistening with sweat already. Liz’s fingers were lighting a fire under her skin like she’d never felt before. Liz kept her pinned against the door for ten minutes as her fingers worked their magic. That bitch Jamie could never make her feel like this. Liz’s fingers didn’t maker her feel awkward or out of sorts. They felt perfect.
Liz could tell that Alice was getting close. Without any warning, she stopped her fingering. “Not yet,” she cooed. Alice’s look told Liz that her young lover was primed for release, but there was something she needed to do first. “Before I let you cum, you have to ask me permission. Until you use your safe word or until I say it’s over, you will do exactly what I say. Are you ready to beg?” She didn’t get a response right away, so she started to withdraw her hand.
“Please,” whispered Alice, meeting Liz’s gaze again. “Please don’t stop. Please let me cum.”
Liz smiled and kissed the young woman, long and deep. Her tongue darted into Alice’s mouth as her fingers darted into Alice’s pussy. She penetrated both openings until Alice’s body started to quiver as the first stages of orgasm seized her body. Then she withdrew her tongue and licked the length of Alice’s nose from the tip up to between her eyes. Even as Alice experienced an intense climax, she couldn’t tear her eyes away from Liz’s face. She was letting loose a series of short breaths as all the air in her body escaped. She felt the crotch of her pants growing damp as her juices were let loose. Finally she stopped shivering. Liz locked lips again as she withdrew her glistening hand. She broke the kiss and held that hand to Alice’s lips.
“Now lick it up,” she ordered.
Alice stuck her tongue out, tentatively at first. She tasted her own juices on Liz’s fingers. She had tasted them before, but they seemed sweeter this time. She took each of Liz’s fingers in her mouth and sucked them clean, never breaking eye contact with the older girl.