Torquere Press Sips and Shots Page 6

  My arousal had dampened during our playful banter, but now it flared back full force. She slid her fingers back inside me as she continued her oral assault and probed for just the right spot. When she found it again she curled her fingers and pressed tenderly. I felt the moisture ooze out and she lapped it up greedily.

  “That’s it. I want you to come in my mouth. I’m going to eat you up.”

  My hands found their way down to her head, and I twined them in her long, brown curls. “Don’t stop. Whatever you’re doing, please don’t stop!”

  I felt her lips draw upwards as her mouth curled into a smile against my tender skin. “I won’t stop until you beg me to.”

  I pushed up on my elbows, watching her while she worked me towards the brink once again, but my eyes finally slid closed from the overwhelming sensation of what she was doing. “I’m close, so close. Good God!”

  I was moving now, pushing myself against her mouth and holding her head between my legs. Kara didn’t complain at all as she whispered her commands against my flesh. “Open your eyes. I want you to watch me. I want you to know who you’re in bed with.”

  I forced my eyes open and they locked with hers as she stared at me over my belly. All of my muscles were tense, bracing me for an orgasm unlike any I’d ever had. I knew it was going to be different, but I wasn’t sure what to expect. I was so turned on, but curiosity and fear were still present in my mind. Kara talked encouragingly to me in between licks and kisses.

  “Don’t be scared. I’m here for you no matter what happens. Just let go. It’ll be so good, I promise.”

  I took her at her word and let down my guard, pushing all my inhibitions away and giving in to the totally amazing feelings that the beautiful woman between my legs was causing. Kara noticed my decision and nodded in agreement before she twisted her hand and sucked my clit into her mouth. The effect was instantaneous and earth-shattering. I came up off the bed with a gasp and a shout of pure ecstasy. Liquid poured out from between my thighs as I came harder than I ever had in my life. If anyone was in the dorm, they knew exactly what was going on in room two-o-four.

  Before I could question what Kara had just made me do, she stabbed her tongue deep inside of me, lapping furiously at the large amount of fluid I had produced, like a cat with an endless supply of cream. I felt the caress from my head to my toes as the powerful aftershocks I’d been experiencing immediately crested into strong contractions that seized up every muscle in my body. Tears were running down my cheeks from the sheer strength of the pleasure and I was sure that if she forced me to another orgasm my heart would stop.

  It took nearly all my strength to reach down and gently push her away. “Stop. No more. I need a few minutes to catch my breath.”

  I heard her chuckle as she kept on exploring me, and I fell back limply against the bed. After what seemed like an eternity, she lifted her face from between my thighs. Her cheeks and chin were shiny with my juices. She smiled broadly at me and licked her lips in a slow, sensuous movement that made my eyes widen because it was so erotic. Then she wiped her face and sucked each of her fingers into her mouth, one by one, as if she couldn’t bear the thought of wasting one drop of my come.

  I was lightheaded, wrung out, and sexually sated in a way that left me feeling completely boneless and happy. I knew I was grinning drunkenly as Kara flopped down on the bed next to me. I wanted to question what had just happened, but I didn’t have the energy to do it. I had to compliment her on her remarkable control, though. I knew she had denied herself release while she’d concentrated on my needs and I felt bad about that, but the feeling of near exhaustion made it impossible for me to return the favor at the moment. I vowed mentally to make it up to her after a bit of rest.

  The feel of Kara’s hand softly stroking my cheek made me open my eyes, which I didn’t realize had slid shut. She pulled me into her arms, and it felt so right to be cuddled up next to her with our bodies pressed tightly together. I burrowed deeper into the embrace and laid my head on her chest, sighing in contentment as I listened to the steady sound of her heartbeat. Kara ran her fingers though my hair, massaging my scalp in a hypnotic motion designed to soothe and comfort, and I fought off sleep for a moment to enjoy the rare sensation of some glorious post-sex snuggling.

  Men never seemed willing to stick around in bed with me and just relax after the sex was over. I had some questions I desperately needed Kara to answer, and I was experiencing so many new emotions, too. At the moment though I didn’t have the energy for deep conversation and, after having the most amazing orgasm in the world, I wasn’t sure my brain cells were functioning enough to even try to talk.

  I could feel Kara’s head against mine as she shook it slowly and giggled. “Stop thinking so hard. I can see steam coming out of your ears.”

  My voice was quiet and drowsy. “You can not.”

  “Yes, I can. I don’t know what you’re trying to work out, but I can tell you’re exhausted, especially if that really was your first ever g-spot orgasm. Go on and take a nap and we’ll talk when you wake up.”

  My reply this time was even quieter. “Okay, but I feel bad about what just happened.”

  I felt her tense. “Why?”

  “Because I had all the fun and you didn’t.”

  She relaxed immediately. “Oh, I had plenty of fun.” She took my hand and placed it between her legs, where she pressed it against her pussy. I could feel the wetness that coated her inner thighs. “Watching you got me so hot. The way you responded to each and every touch was the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. I’ve enjoyed every minute of what we’ve shared together so far. Now, go on and rest so I can finish with you when you wake up.”

  I gulped audibly. “You mean you’re not done with me yet?”

  “Oh baby, no, not by a long shot. This was just a little taste of what it can be like between two women.”

  I wondered for a minute if I hadn’t bitten off more than I could chew with Kara but then I fell asleep and didn’t have any more time to worry about it.

  I woke to the feeling of someone stroking a hand up and down my side, occasionally moving over to stroke my breasts or dip between my legs, in an all-too-quick caress, before disappearing to cover more skin elsewhere. It took me a few minutes to remember where I was and who I was in bed with. I must have made some sound because Kara stopped her investigation immediately. “I was wondering when you’d wake up. Did you sleep well?”

  “Y…ye...” My voice sounded ragged and I was pretty sure it would be completely gone by morning from all the screams she’d pulled out of me earlier. After her performance, though, losing my voice would be a small price to pay for what I’d experienced. I cleared my throat and tried speaking again. “Yes, but I had a really weird dream.”

  “Do you want to tell me about it?”

  I shook my head. “I can’t.”

  “Why?”

  “Because it involved you and me, and what we were doing was very naughty.”

  She ran her hand back down my side and over in between my legs, lingering long enough to feel the new moisture that had built up there from my wickedly hot dream.

  “Oh, it was that kind of dream. I love those, even though most of the time you wake up horny and alone afterwards. Guess it’s a good thing you’re in bed with someone.”

  I didn’t reply immediately because I was still thinking about what we’d done earlier and wondering why I was so at ease with it.

  Kara noticed my silence and questioned me. “You’re really quiet. What are you thinking about?”

  “You, me and what happened earlier.”

  Her hand pulled away from between my thighs and came to rest on my stomach. “You didn’t like it?”

  I shook my head slightly, rubbing my face in her cleavage. “Oh no, I loved every minute of it, but I’m confused about something and I’m trying to figure out how to ask you about it. Plus, I still feel bad because you didn’t get to enjoy it the way I did.”

  She
giggled as I rose up and placed light butterfly kisses back and forth across her neck and shoulders. “That tickles.”

  I laid my head back down and began toying with one nipple with my finger.

  “Mmmm, that’s nice. Now what were you confused about?”

  “It’s stupid.”

  “Nothing between lovers is ever stupid. Don’t ever feel like you have to be embarrassed with me.”

  I looked up at her with shock and awe on my face. “Is that what we are? Lovers?”

  She nodded. “What would you call us?”

  My voice was quiet as I replied. “I don’t know.”

  “Think about it. The definition of a lover is one or both of the partners in a sexual relationship. I would definitely call what we just did sexual and I’m hoping for more than a one-night stand with you. I like you. I’m also attracted to you and I think you’re attracted to me as well, at least I hope so. I want you to feel comfortable around me. I want sex with you, but I want a friendship too. A companion, a partner, a lover. Is that what you want?”

  I had to think about that for a moment. She was offering me something that no man had ever offered me. In the short time we’d been together, she had made me feel more amazing and cherished than any one of my previous so-called boyfriends had. Was I attracted to Kara? I looked down at her nude body. The answer to that question was a pretty definite yes. As for the comfort factor, I was much calmer with her now than I had been in the beginning, but I was always nervous at the start of a new relationship.

  I realized something at that moment; Kara and I really were taking steps towards building something that could easily become serious. The thought didn’t scare me. I was willing to acknowledge the change and open myself up to the possibility of Kara and me becoming an exclusive couple. In fact, I was actually looking forward to it. “I think I would like that. I don’t know what all that entails right now, but the idea is very pleasant.” My hand began to wander across her belly. “I’ve enjoyed being with you, and not just the sex, though so far that has been incredible. It’s nice to be able to talk to you instead of being shoved out the door.”

  “Does that happen to you a lot?”

  I was too busy playing with the sparkling jewel in her tummy to hear her question. “What?”

  “Do you get thrown out a lot after sex?”

  “Yeah, actually I do. I never seem to attract the right type of guy. We meet, we have sex, and then he wants me gone so he can study, or meet his boys for a drink, or some other type of bullshit. It’s always some sad excuse that makes me feel like I’m nothing but a play toy for them. Just a way to pass the time until they find something better to do.”

  The outrage in Kara’s voice was easy to recognize. “Elizabeth, that is just disgusting. Men are mostly just a bunch of worthless jerks who wouldn’t recognize a good woman if she kicked him in the balls. Only a real woman knows how another woman needs and wants to be treated.” She reached down with her hand and covered mine where it rested against her dark skin, tangling our fingers together. “Although I am glad that none of them decided to keep you. It means that I got a chance to show you how great we can be with each other.”

  “Oh, we’re more than great. What you just did to my body was electrifying. Even though I still don’t know why I came like I did.”

  She chuckled softly. “You mean the flood?”

  I nodded shyly. “Yeah.”

  “You’ve really never had a g-spot orgasm before?”

  “I’ve never had anything done to me that felt like that.”

  “You definitely were dating the wrong guys if none of them ever took the time to find your best erogenous zone.”

  “I thought for a minute that I’d wet the bed.” I could feel the heat of a deep blush creeping over my cheeks.

  “G-spot orgasms almost always make you squirt like that. It’s the female version of ejaculation and it feels so damn good.”

  “Yeah, it did. Can I ask you another question?”

  “Anything.”

  I pushed myself up until I could look her right in the face. I’d had time to catch my breath and now I wanted to give her the type of mind-bending experience she’d treated me to earlier. “Do you mind if I try to find your g-spot?”

  Kara’s eyes dilated, and I knew the answer before she even replied. “Yes, please.”

  The needy sound in her voice made me want to find and explore each and every erogenous zone on her body until she was as sexually sated as I had been earlier. My only concern was the fact that she was experienced in being with another woman and I wasn’t.

  As I was contemplating my lack of skill, I felt sure Kara had noticed my sudden halt. I wanted to explain the reason for my delay.

  “I love your body.” I stroked my hand hesitantly over her small breasts. “I want to show you how amazing I think you are.” I paused to place a sucking kiss on each erect tip. “I want to watch you moan and writhe and call my name when I push you over the edge. I want to worship every inch of your body the way it deserves to be worshipped, but I’m also afraid.”

  The look on her face was reassuring and kind. “What are you afraid of?”

  “I don’t want to disappoint you because of my inexperience. I want to please you, but I’m not sure how to do it.”

  She cupped my chin in the palm of her hand, moving my face slightly so I had to look her in the eyes. “Baby, don’t worry so much. Sex isn’t a battle. You don’t need to devise a plan of attack before you start. Just calm down and let yourself enjoy the moment. Everything will work itself out if you just relax and go with your instincts. We all have our own style of love making and when you’re being intimate with someone you care about, who also cares deeply for you, then you can’t make a mistake.”

  I looked over at the silver vibrator that was still lying next to the pillow where Kara had thrown it earlier and a wonderful idea suddenly formed in my head. I directed my gaze toward the table next to her bed. “Do you have any massage oil in your toy drawer?”

  She nodded but also looked a bit inquisitive as well. “Yes, I have some. Can I be nosy and ask why you need it?”

  I reached over and opened the nightstand drawer. Inside were the normal sexual toys that most college girls kept hidden in their rooms for those off-times when they didn’t have a boyfriend or woke up needing release at odd hours during the night. One item though was so shocking that I had to stifle a gasp and try to keep my face from betraying my emotion.

  I tried to look calm as I rifled around for the bottle of oil but the sight of a large, blue, rubber, double-ended dildo had been quite a shocking find. I pushed it to the side, almost afraid to touch it because of the sheer size of the tool, and found the bottle of warming massage oil hidden underneath it. I pulled it out and shut the drawer immediately, hoping Kara hadn’t noticed me acting oddly.

  While I studied the bottle, I caught sight of her face out of the corner of my eye. She seemed curious but didn’t look like she’d noticed anything unusual. I took a deep breath and moved on to the next stage in my plan of seduction. “Turn over.”

  She did as I asked without hesitation. It was another plus in my book. Most guys would have argued against the command, or flat out refused, but she just did as I asked without any fuss.

  I poured the cool oil across her shoulders and dribbled a bit down her spine. She squirmed and squeaked as the cold liquid came into contact with her hot skin. “Lord, that’s cold.”

  I capped the bottle and laid it next to me on the bed near the vibrator. “It’ll warm up soon.”

  I began kneading her shoulders, working the oil across her skin and into the base of her neck. My mother had decided to open her own hair salon to help keep her busy once she found out I’d been accepted into college. Dad had balked at first until she hired someone else to do the massages. I spent quite a lot of time after hours with the masseuse. I was glad I had because the lessons were definitely coming in handy at the moment.

  I worked my way
downwards, paying special attention to each vertebra as I went lower and lower. Kara was moaning with pleasure, writhing against the bed in a move reminiscent of a kitten with an endless supply of catnip.

  I watched her body, marveling at how the oil seemed to make her dark skin glow in the dim light of the lamp. The scent of strawberries filled the room, combining with the already powerful aroma of sex, and I couldn’t resist a small taste. I continued the massage, now working my hands into the small of her back just above the delicious swell of her ass, and leaned down to lick a line up her spine, rolling the unique taste of strawberries and Kara around on my tongue as they mixed together in my mouth. I wanted to taste more of her.

  “Your hands are incredible. I may have to keep you around just for your amazing backrubs.”

  I took the comment as the compliment it was meant to be. “Now flip over and let me do your front.”

  She laughed. “Yes, please do my front.”

  I smacked her lightly on the ass before she managed to turn onto her back. “Someone has their mind in the gutter. This is just a standard massage, nothing kinky about it.” I tilted my head sideways and gave her the most innocent look I could muster. When she burst out laughing, I knew I had failed miserably.

  “Do you normally give massages to naked people while you’re naked as well?”

  I shrugged. “Um…maybe.”

  She was laughing full out now. Her smile was traffic stopping, and I couldn’t help but laugh and smile back too. When I began the massage on her front side in earnest though, the giggling stopped and the moaning took over.

  I poured more oil over her body, coating her chest and tummy thoroughly. As I rubbed and caressed the sweet liquid into her breasts, I bent to lick the oil out from where it had pooled in her belly button. I mimicked the motions Kara had used on me earlier during oral sex, thrusting my tongue in and out of the hole at varying rates of speed, then following the move up with slow licks around the rim before plunging back inside to lap up the strawberry taste.