Paige ran over, showing everyone the letter. Her friends gathered around, congratulating and patting her on the back. As Paige gave Kaylin a hug, I felt two hands on my waist, and I smiled as Sandy spoke softly to me.
“Hey there, Beautiful.”
I grinned, leaning back against her. “Hi. I’m so proud of you.”
“Thanks, but I can’t take credit. The girls played so well. But it felt good.” Sandy’s arms encircled me, pulling me tight to her for a second, her lips inches from my ear. “I want you.”
A delicious shudder passed through my body, my knees turning to gelatin at the husk in her voice. It only lasted a moment before she released me to stand by my side. Her hand slipped into mine and she gave me a sidelong look, wearing a smile that said she knew exactly what she was doing to me.
Kaylin stepped forward, “Hi, Coach.”
“Kaylin. It’s good to see you.” She reached out and shook Kaylin’s free hand gently. The girl’s other arm was still around Dani’s shoulder. The young winger was glued to her injured girlfriend’s side, and it looked like you’d need a welding torch to cut them apart. It warmed my heart to see it, especially after seeing how destroyed Dani had been at my house that night.
“I wanted to introduce you,” Kaylin motioned toward the man that had helped her out onto the field earlier, “this is my Uncle Andrew. I’m going to be staying with him and my Aunt Pam for the rest of the school year.”
Sheri cocked her head at her. “You’re not going back with your parents?”
“No.” Kaylin drew herself up and made an effort to harden her gaze. “They told me I couldn’t come home unless I agreed being a lesbian was wrong and attend a conversion camp. I won’t do it. There isn’t anything wrong with me.”
Uncle Andrew put his hand on her shoulder. “We’re happy to have her. No judgment. We’re going to get her into some therapy, and she’s going to have support from now on.”
“That’s good to hear.” Coach Dalton looked back at her star defender. “You take it easy, young lady.”
“I will, coach. And thanks for everything.” There was a tear in Kaylin’s eye, and one in Sandy’s as well.
***
Sandy’s fingers ran through my hair, twisting slightly and taking a handful, easing my head back. I gasped, one of my hands supporting myself on the mattress, the other flat against the headboard, pushing my body back into the combination thrusting, grinding motion with which my lover was currently driving me insane.
She pulled my hair back another inch. “Is that good, Baby?”
I’m not sure how I managed to make coherent sounds, swimming in pleasure as I was. “Uh-huh. Don’t stop, so good.” And it was. Her grip told me I was hers, completely and without question, but the tone of her voice was rife with tenderness and caring, making it so easy to give myself over to her.
“Oh, I won’t stop.” The phallus she was wearing was hitting that deep spot inside me, and the little swirl at the end of each stroke was sending waves of pleasure into every part of my body. The wet sounds her penetration was causing in my pussy would have told even the most naive of observers that I was loving this, but Sandy wasn’t content. Her free hand left my hip, and a moment later I heard our wand-style vibrator hum to life.
She pressed it against my leg, running it slowly up from my knee and along my inner thigh. “Do you want this, Baby?”
Did I want it? Right now my orgasm was like a cruise ship on the horizon, small and far away but growing every moment. By the time it arrived in port it would be massive, but gentle. If she used that wand the cruise ship would transform into a locomotive, barreling forwards with unstoppable intensity before crashing into me and breaking me apart. The thought of the intensity of it was almost terrifying, but I yearned for it nonetheless.
The entire debate was waged in a moment, before I breathed out my answer. “Yes, pleeeease.”
The last, begging word transformed into moan as my lover leaned forward slightly, running the bulb of the wand over my belly, past my mons, and bringing it to rest against my clit.
I began to tremble, teetering on the edge of an orgasmic abyss for a glorious minute before my reality shattered into ecstasy. I howled into the night, screaming out my joy as every part of my body pulsed and jumped with pleasure while Sandy continued her work, drawing out every last moment of bliss she could give me.
When my rapture finally passed I collapsed down onto the bed, the thick, seven-inch phallus slipping out of me, leaving me empty. I felt Sandy’s weight leave the mattress, and as my post-orgasmic haze cleared I turned towards her, watching as she pulled off the dildo from the straps she was wearing, replacing it with one that was shorter and curved, compete with a rabbit ear attachment that would caress my clit as she took me.
I whimpered in joy as my addled brain began to comprehend what was coming, rolling onto my back as Sandy climbed back onto the mattress. She fixed me with her most intense gaze as she covered my body with hers.
“Ready for more, beautiful?”
I nodded, legs spreading to accept her, “Uh-huh. Please.”
She kissed me sweetly, my lips savoring the delicious tingle as she lingered for a moment. “Then get me ready.”
“Okay.” I reached down between my legs, gathering up some of the copious nectar gathered there and using it to lube the combination phallus and rabbit ears. Sandy slipped a hand behind my head, holding me as I placed the tip against my entrance. I gasped as she pushed forward, lost in the pure love and desire shining in her eyes as she filled me.
I wrapped my legs around her, pushing my hips against her.
“Mmm, you like that, huh?”
I smiled and nodded, accepting her gentle kiss.
“You are so precious, my lovely, perfect Melanie.” She began to move inside me, and her kiss was pure fire. I loved this, being so close to her, feeling the length and power of her body pressed against mine. She tilted my head to the side, suckling on my ear as I began to moan in cadence with the rhythm she was setting.
I embraced her, my nails trailing down her back, earning a growl, moan combo. My last orgasm had hit like a sledgehammer, this one promised to be gentler, like sinking into a warm tub. I decided I wouldn’t do anything to chase it, instead just letting it come when it would, trusting my lover to bring me there.
My trust was more than justified, and after almost ten minutes of soft kisses, delicious nuzzles, and long, glorious moments of simply staring into each other’s eyes I came, ecstasy filling me with warmth. When I recovered I pulled her lips to mine, our tongues dancing and twining together.
Eventually she pulled away, stroking the side of my face as she gazed at me, “Did you enjoy that, Baby?”
I stretched underneath her, still loving her skin against mine. “Mmm, yeah. Your turn.” I rolled her onto her back, biting my lower lip a little and trying to look as mischievous as possible.
Sandy laughed. “Whatever you say, gorgeous. Like I could say no to that smile.”
I stripped off her strap-on, tossing it onto the floor. “That’s right. Now, relax and let me take care of you.”
I could feel the tension of the last week flowing out of my lover as I kissed my way down her body. Her soft, contented sounds filled my soul as I worshiped her breasts, and when I began to move further south her head lolled to the side, legs spreading to reveal her core and my prize. Her palm caressed my head, fingers running gently through my hair as my tongue pressed into her folds. I took a moment to suckle her inner lips like she loved before moving to her clit.
“Oh, sweetheart, that feels soooo good. I love you so much, Baby.” She kept whispering sweet, wonderful things, and her words filled my heart to bursting as I serviced her. Tears of joy leaked free from my eyes as I shifted my body so I could slide two fingers inside her, and I was lost in her flavor and the sensual feel of her sex in my mouth.
I took my partner through two wonderful orgasms before she hooked her fingers under my chin and pulled me up for a kiss. I was lying on top of her, and I tried to roll off, but she stopped me.
“No way. I want to feel you on me,” She held me there, just kissing and nuzzling, for almost fifteen minutes before she let me slide off and into the sheets. She situated the blankets around us, lying on her side facing me as I did the same towards her.
Her hand went to my waist between the sheets. “That was amazing, Melanie.”
“You’re not so bad yourself. You’re getting good with that thing.”
She touched my face, tucking a strand of hair back behind my ear. “Just learning what you like. It’s the study of a lifetime. One well spent.”
“A lifetime, huh?”
“Yeah. I’m going to marry you, Melanie Pierson.”
I tried to say something witty, or sarcastic, but I couldn’t. All I could do was tear up and move into Sandy’s embrace. She held me for a long moment, before I turned in her arms.
She whispered in my ear. “But before all that, I really should take you to meet my family. They want to meet you so badly.”
“You’ve told them about me?”
“Of course. You said the kids are with Bill for Thanksgiving?”
“Yeah, they’re going down to his parents.”
“Then you’ll come to Asheville with me? To my sister’s? My mom will be there. I want you to meet everyone, your new family.”
“Yes, I’ll come.”
“Good. Goodnight, my love.”
She kissed the back of my head and I rested in her arms. She wanted to show me to her family. There was still this nagging part of me that expected her to be embarrassed about being seen with me, but she wasn’t, not even a little. That, I think, may have been the moment I realized this was all real. I was going to fall asleep in these arms for the rest of my life, and the joy I felt was beyond anything I’d ever thought possible.