Sarah sank back into the deepest part of the sectional's corner, surrounded on all sides by the thick, overstuffed pillows. The soft cushions enveloped her naked body and embraced her feminine shape in the most decadent of ways. She sighed in anxious contentment as she nestled in more deeply, and then spread her thighs in seductive welcome as Monica began to climb up, cat like, between her legs.
Since her sexual awakening, Sarah had known somewhere deep in her heart that she was a lesbian. She had tried to deny it at first, but no matter how hard she wished otherwise, her secret desires would always whisper that one, single, undeniable truth.
For an unbearably long time she pretended not to hear those whispers. She tried many times to live, and to love as other girls did, but despite her efforts, she never found a man who could truly arouse her, or give her the happiness and satisfaction she so desperately craved. Eventually, she made peace with her desires, but even then the shame instilled by a misguided upbringing made her live those desires in the cold confines of secrecy. During those days, she had longed for moments like this.
She and Monica had been roommates for months, and for months she had listened from her bed as Monica and her boyfriend Mitch had made rapturous love in the adjoining bedroom. The cadence of their bed thumping against the wall as she was fucked hard by Mitch and the accompanying sounds of Monica's orgasmic moans had haunted Sarah in those nights. Time and again she had tried hard to tune them out, and time and again she was left with only her own hand as her only relief from her frustrated arousal.
She hadn't wanted to admit her jealousy, but jealous she had been. Jealous of Mitch for having the love of such a beautiful women, and jealous of Monica for being able to enjoy a man without reservation. It was an ability that Sarah had thought impossible to ever know.
Sarah cupped her left breast in her hand and drew her right palm slowly over her aching pussy. The feeling of her hands caressing her own body like this was deliciously familiar, and she luxuriated in the illicit sensation as she watched Monica with bated breath.
"You are so incredibly beautiful." She murmured.
Unsummoned, the words had come of their own accord. They were spoken softly and barely audible, yet Monica heard them none the less.
Monica smiled, all too aware of Sarah's feelings.
Monica was born of Turkish decent and her dark hair beautifully complimented her olive skin. Sarah had been enchanted by her exotic looks the first time they met, but at the time, she would never have believed that her desire for her would ever be returned in kind. Shyness, and a fear of being ostracized by society, had caused her to believe that she was alone in her feelings. She wrongly thought herself damaged, and it never occurred to her that Monica might actually share them with her.
Things had changed though, and as she watched Monica reach back and unzip her dress, Sarah wondered how she could have ever been so foolish.
At that moment though, those thoughts were nothing more than a hazy background in her mind. Rising excitement gripped her throat and her middle finger slipped through her slick and puffy labia as she watched her lover expose the seductive beauty of her body. Sarah hissed inwardly as her finger slid gently over her clit, and when her friend's hands lightly gripped her inner thighs, Sarah moaned as waves of delicious sensations spread throughout her body.
"Oh, you're a naughty girl, aren't you?" Monica teased, and she kissed Sarah on the underside of her knee. "Are you nice and wet for me baby?"
"Uh hunh," Sarah murmured softly in reply.
"Show me," Monica whispered, and her eyes sparkled in excitement.
Sarah's tummy fluttered in anticipation as she dipped her middle finger into the slick recesses of her passage. The feeling of being penetrated, even by her own finger, made her hips want to roll, and she sighed in pleasure as she slowly swirled it around in the sensitive entrance of her sex. "Oh fuck, I can't believe how wet I am." She murmured with a husky sigh. "I'm positively dripping for you."
Reluctantly, Sarah pulled her finger back and held up its now glistening tip, offering it in supplication to her lover. Monica smiled brightly as she accepted the gift, drawing it into her mouth and sucking the sweet juices off of it.
Sarah felt a strong flush of arousal course through her as she watched, and when she felt the warmth of Monica's lips embrace her skin, her toes curled involuntarily at the unspoken promise of pleasure.
Monica sat back on her haunches and Sarah stared breathlessly as she watched her reach back and seductively unclasped her black lace bra. The sight of the clingy material releasing its tight grip on Monica's body caused a fresh wetness to leak from her sex, and she whimpered quietly as the girls breasts were revealed by the dropping lace.
"Oh my gosh! Monica, you are so sexy," was all she could say as the tiny piece of lingerie dropped to the carpeted floor.
Sarah adored Monica's perfect boobs, and loved sucking on her pert nipples. When her lover began moving over her, Sarah cupped them in her small hands and gently massaged them with her fingers.
Monica cooed softly. "I love how you touch me Sarah. You have such wonderful fingers."
For a long moment, she stopped her ascent up Sarah's body and simply savored the feeling of having her breasts fondled. She tilted her head and closed her eyes as the pleasant caresses of affection coursed through her. It was a tender and loving moment shared, and its significance was lost on neither of them. All too soon the moment passed, and she again began ascending up and over her prone lover’s slender frame.
Sarah couldn't resist the urge to fidget beneath her lover as her excitement grew. Long dark hair trailed over her skin as Monica slowly moved up and over her body, and Sarah slipped her arms around her back in a passionate embrace. Warm lips sucked away Sarah's breath, and when Monica's tongue found her own, Sarah simply melted into her arms. The moistness and the soft sensation of her lovers kiss fueled Sarah's arousal as nothing else ever could.
Her delicate hands drifted down Monica's body and drew her panties down over her hips. With a slight shift, Monica shed the silken garment, leaving her with nothing separating her from her lover’s sex.
Sarah sighed happily as Monica relaxed her warm body against her own. She caressed her back with a feathery touch and Monica kissed her tenderly.
"You are so cute when you smile. I love making you happy." Monica told her, and gently caressed her cheek.
Sarah felt the intensity of Monica's feelings and the joy of open love. It was a love unashamed by the low opinions of others, and its power sent a tear running down her face. "You make me so happy," she said, fearing that if she said more, that if she dared open the door, her feelings would come forth in a torrent too powerful to stop.
Monica nodded and smiled in understanding. She knew how strong Sarah's feelings for her were, and she knew that just expressing them was nearly overwhelming for her. She saw the tears in her eyes and the light of joy in her face. Monica could see the truth; and behind that, mere words were unnecessary.
"Do you know what else I love?" Monica asked with a sudden mischievousness.
"Nn...No..." Sarah managed to say as her heart threatened to pound its way up her throat.
"I love your beautiful face..." She held the thought as she trailed a line of kisses down from Sarah's mouth to her neck. "And I love the scent of your skin." Monica kissed and nibbled on her neck and shoulder, smiling inwardly as she felt a shudder pass through her lover.
Sarah ran her fingers through Monica's dark hair as her lover slowly kissed and nibbled her way down Sarah's body. She whimpered when she felt those soft lips slide down over her breasts, whimpers that became moans of lurid desire as they began sucking on her turgid nipple. Turning her bosom toward her slightly, she lovingly held Monica's head to her chest, offering her breast to be sucked.
"Mmm, baby, that feels so good, soo good..." She mewled as Monica blew her warm breath over the moist skin of her bud. Goosebumps grew over her skin and Sarah's sex dripped with renewed arousal. She could barely breathe as Monica trailed more wet kisses over the swell of her breast and drew the taunt skin into her mouth.
Monica's eyes bored into her and flashed with hot arousal as she sucked the swollen knob of sensitized flesh between her teeth and bit down hard enough to make Sarah wince. Sarah's belly rippled and flexed, and she trembled under the sharp mix of pain and pleasure that washed over her.
"Ahhh God yes! You are a bad girl! Bite me, bite me like that! You're making me so hot!"
Sarah felt a wonderful pressure building in her belly as her arousal grew in strength. Her legs quivered and curled around Monica's shapely thighs. Her sex clamored to be touched and to feel the wetness of a mouth, or the stiff penetration of her lover’s fingers. She squirmed uncontrollably under Monica, shivering in the anticipation of her every touch.
She knew Monica was well aware of her need, and placing a hand on each of the girl’s shoulders, she gently pushed her downward, toward the center of her hunger. When Monica relented and continued her journey, Sarah's back arched and she rolled her hips in lascivious invitation.
Monica's hands remained on her breasts though, rolling and flicking her nipples as her mouth descended toward Sarah's heated femininity. She kissed her shaven skin just above her slit, and then lightly let the tip of her tongue trace the outline of her inflamed vaginal opening.
Sarah felt as if she would climb off of the back of the couch as her lover gently kissed her way around her vulva. Wet lips tickled her inner thighs and her flicking tongue danced over her wetness. Sarah tried to guide her head, but Monica took her hands in hers and placed them on Sarah's breasts. "Play with these while I kiss you, love. I'm going to drive you mad before I let you cum."
"Oh my gosh, baby that feels soo...ohh fuck yes!" Sarah's dreamy response was transformed into a guttural scream as Monica sucked on the hood over her clit. Her thighs tensed and quaked as bolts of electric pleasure shot through her, causing her to buck wildly into her Monica's wet embrace.
Monica pulled her mouth away and gazed mischievously at her. "Mmm, I think you like that, don't you?"
"Yes! Yes I do! Please, don't stop, don't stop. I need to cum so badly!"
"I know you do, baby, I know you do." Monica whispered and then kissed her sex tenderly. "I will give you what you need, and I'm going to make you feel every touch." Her fingers spread Sarah wide and she slid her tongue up and down her weeping flesh.
Sarah gripped the pillows with whitened knuckles as her lover slowly and methodically began sucking on her labia. She felt the soft slickness of her lips caressing her sex and the flicking wetness of her tongue probing into her channel. Saliva mixed with her juices and leaked downward until it began trickling over her rose.
Everything Monica did seemed to be drawing Sarah closer to bliss. She could feel the soft insistence of her mouth on her sex, sucking her juices like an overripe peach, but she also felt her fingers digging into her hips and her nails dragging over her skin. Every nerve in her body began firing at the slightest touch of her lover. The warmth of her body on her thighs and the subtle caress of her thick hair as it tickled her skin, all of it in a wave of pleasure that seemed to be rising, yet still beyond the horizon.
Sarah wanted so desperately to cum, but the slow insistence of Monica's tongue built more heat than relief. She rolled and twisted her hips, trying to push her clit onto her lovers tongue, but Monica wickedly refused to sate her desire.
Slowly, almost imperceptibly, Monica finally began to draw nearer to her clit. She sucked and pulled on the surrounding flesh, drawing it into her mouth and bathing her inflamed labia in the soft wetness found therein. When Sarah felt the delicious penetration of her lover’s fingers, a primal groan escaped her lips.
Sarah kneaded her breasts and rolled her nipples between her fingers, pinching and pulling on them as she began to ride the building wave.
"Mmm yes, that's it baby, right fucking there. Oh shit, that's good!! Suck my clit! God, I love how you do that..."
Her words were hot and coarse, and she felt her body roil in sweet agony as she entwined her fingers tightly in Monica's silky hair. She let all of her senses drink in what was happening between her thighs, and she might have cum right then but for a movement that caught her eye.
Standing just inside the hall, leaning against the wall, Mitch was watching. He was shirtless, and his lean torso rose from his tight jeans in a way that even Sarah could appreciate. Sarah gnawed her lip as the titillation of being watched in such an intimate act poured through her.
Mitch smiled devilishly as he watched, clearly enjoying the show. His long, light brown hair flowed wildly around his face and cascaded over his shoulders. He had a boyish look to him, but his thin mustache and goatee made him look all the more like a rogue.
He held his finger to his lips, and winked, silently telling Sarah not to reveal his presence. He was undeniably cute, and Sarah might have laughed if Monica hadn't chosen that exact moment to start sucking her clit in earnest. Instead, the laugh became a strangled moan.
Sarah sucked on her lower lip and watched breathlessly as Mitch approached. She kneaded her breasts and rolled her nipples, keenly aware that a monster orgasm was lying somewhere in the weeds, waiting to rear its mighty head and consume her in its heat. "Oh God, don't stop, please don't stop, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum so hard..." She pleaded in shameless desire, and squirmed desperately in the girls embrace.
Mitch moved behind Monica, his eyes mirroring Sarah's own excitement. His gaze flowed over both girls and when he silently dropped his pants; his cock was already hard and ready. Sarah whined in excitement when his hand reached out and caressed Monica's upturned ass.
When Monica felt the unexpected touch on her ass, she jumped in surprise and turned to see from where the touch had come. "What the fu..." She started, but instantly relaxed when she saw Mitch grinning evilly at her. "You asshole!" She spat in mock anger. "You scared the shit out of me!"
Sarah and Mitch both laughed, and Mitch took a handful of her hair and kissed her wetly on her mouth. "Mmm, Sarah tastes as sweet as usual I see." Then he winked again at Sarah and she picked up a pillow and threw it in his direction.
"Jesus, Mitch, you're such a guy!" She was still laughing though, and her false indignation was completely wasted on him.
"Yeah, I am, and to me it looks like you two were having a grand old time without me."
"That's what you get for going to bed early." Monica replied and then reached for his cock. "Since you're here though, you might as well put this to good use."
"I don't know, by the look of the cream on your face, I'd say Sarah's not through with you yet."