Date: Mon, 13 Nov 2000 17:23:30 EST
From: TD
Subject: Keeping Warm Part II

Maggie slowly awoke as sunlight streamed through the adjacent window. A
groan escaped her lips as her legs tensed and stretched, arching her back
and arms as well. She turned her head to the left to find the sleeping
beauty that was Colleen. A smile spread over her lips. So it really had
happened. They had made love. Well, not really, but close enough.

She rolled onto her side, brushing her lips over Colleen's forehead. God,
she was gorgeous. Maggie's fingers glided down her cheek and across those
slightly parted lips.

"Wake up, baby." Her voice was overly husky, laced with sleep.

A little moan echoed in Colleen's chest as her eyelids fluttered apart.

"Morning, beautiful," Maggie's smile distorted her words.

"Mm..." Colleen's arms moved to pull Maggie close, wanting to feel the
warmth that her naked skin would provide. "Morning."

Their lips touched, embracing tenderly at first. They withdrew for some
air and a passion-intense gaze, then quickly closed the gap between
mouths again. Colleen sighed into Maggie, snaking her tongue out to tease
the other's. The heated kiss was disturbed when a knock reverberated
outward from the door. It was 9:30am.

"Hey! You two up yet?"

Maggie broke the kiss and stared at the door, murmuring, "Shit...It's
Tracy."

Colleen groaned, tugging the sheets up over them. "I don't care if she
knows." She pouted slightly, not wanting the moment to end.

Maggie's voice carried out to Tracy, "Yeah!"

"Good," the third party grinned as she twisted the door knob, inviting
herself in. She was halfway into another sentence when she saw Maggie and
Colleen together in bed.

"You two slept together last night, too, huh? It was pretty cold," she
giggled. "Jane ended up crawling in with me." Tracy shut the door and
flopped down on Maggie's bed, wiggling her sock-covered toes.

Colleen closed her eyes again, nuzzling back into Maggie. The latter
folded her arm around Colleen's waist beneath the covers, her other arm
propping her head up. She looked over at Tracy who was gawking.

"What?"

Tracy sputtered for a moment, "Um. I get this feeling that I came at a
bad time." Her voice trailed off as she glanced at the carpet.

Colleen spoke but her eyes remained shut, "Why?"

"Uh. Well, I just realized that, um, there are two sets of pajamas on the
floor. As well as underwear. Um, so that would mean you two have gotten
really messy or that you're naked under those sheets." Her voice wavered
a bit as she uttered the last words.

"What do you think the reason is, Trace?" Maggie grinned at her, winking.

"I... Um. Did you two...you know.. um. Do it?"

Colleen cracked up, causing Tracy to turn several shades of crimson.
Maggie giggled for a moment, squeezing her newfound lover's hip.

"Yeah."

Tracy glanced at Maggie, scratching the back of her neck. "God. I mean, I
didn't realize you two were...well..."

"Gay?" Colleen was rather cranky due to the interruption.

"Um. Yeah. I mean, I don't have any problem with it." Then she grinned
and looked at her hands, "Jane said she heard screaming...and moaning
last night before I got home. She figured one of you was getting laid.
Heh, I was put on duty to figure out who got lucky."

Maggie smiled, fingers lightly stroking Colleen's belly. "Well, you can
tell her we both did. See how long it takes for her to figure it out,
Trace."

Tracy giggled again, glancing at the two snuggled so closely. "You know,
you two look really great together." She stood, moving towards the door.
"I'll leave you guys to keep each other busy." A wink. "Oh, school's been
canceled for the day, so enjoy it." She slipped out the door and pulled
it shut with a click, wearing a broad smile.

Tracy padded down the hallway towards her dormroom, a patented
shit-eating grin spread over her face. The door was open, and Jane was
sitting cross-legged on her bed, penciling some calculus problems. Tracy
stopped in the threshold, leaning against the doorjamb. Her eyes roved
along Jane's features.

They were similar in appearance, both with blonde hair and a runner's
body. Tracy, however, was the only natural blonde; the style a pageboy
cut. Her eyes were light blue with traces of green around the pupil.

Jane, on the other hand, had bleached her hair until it was almost white.
It was short and unruly, strands poking up in every direction. She went
to raves, had her nose, her right nipple, and her navel pierced (not to
mention the five earrings in each ear); Tracy's complete opposite. The
two had been friends since the beginning of their freshman year of
college, though, and continued living together.

"What're you staring at?" Jane's voice broke Tracy's intense study.

"Oh.. I was just admiring you from afar."

Jane snorted, "You're letting out the hot air. Shut the door, woman."

Tracy obliged and crossed over to Jane's bed with confident strides. She
sat, glancing first at the math scribbled onto the page and then to Jane.

"You should kick back, Jane. We've got the whole day for that," she
gestured at the school work. "Let's pop a movie in or something, huh?"

"Trace, you know this shit is hard...and how long it takes me to get it
all done."

Tracy pouted a little and then gave Jane a sinister grin, deftly
snatching the pencil away. "You can't do that and concentrate on the
juicy details I have acquired, my dear roommate."

Jane's expression twisted into a sly smile, "Spill it." She shut her book
and tossed it on the floor, leaning back into the mound of pillows at the
head of her bed. "Who got laid, huh?"

"They both did," spoken matter-of-factly.

"Wow! Did they share the guy or something?"

Tracy laughed and scooted over to Jane's left side, her knees lightly
touching her ribs. "Nope."

Jane's face wore no emotion, her eyes staring blankly at Tracy. "I'm way
confused."

"Come with me, huh?" Tracy slipped off the bed and started for the door.

"Hey, wait.. Lemme put something a bit more decent on."

"Don't worry about that.. Just come with me."

They walked down the short hall together, stopping outside Maggie and
Colleen's room. Tracy winked at Jane and pressed her ear to the door,
listening. She snickered.

"What?" Jane whispered, giving Tracy a funny look. Tracy's gesture told
her to listen in as well.

Soft moans and gasps barely permeated the wood of the door, but it was
quiet enough outside the room for the two eavesdroppers to hear.

Maggie's voice was thick. "Oh.. god.. Colleen.." A shrill whine. "Nn, are
you sure
you haven't done this before?" More whimpering.

A muffled grunt was all that was given in reply.

Jane went slack-jawed, her eyes nearly popping out of her skull. The
question in her mind was painted clear as day on her face. Tracy just
nodded with a coy grin, biting her lower lip.

The punky one went to say something, but Tracy lifted a finger, silencing
her. Slowly, she wrapped her hand around the door knob and rotated,
pushing the door open until she could peek inside. Sure enough, there was
Colleen with her face in Maggie's crotch.

Tracy motioned for Jane to take a look, stepping back.

"Mm.. yesss, Colleen.. Right there.." Maggie's back rose off the bed as
her hips squirmed with no set rhythm. "God, baby.. It feels so good." Her
breathing became more and more ragged with each passing second.

Colleen raised her head and smiled at Maggie, her lips and chin
glistening with juice. She inched up, her hands moving to the backs of
Maggie's knees. She guided her lover into position, replacing her mouth
upon her sex with Maggie's legs now hooked over her shoulders.

Jane was aghast. Shocked. Floored. Tracy giggled silently, suddenly aware
of Jane's closeness. Their arms barely touched, but it was enough to send
a billion thoughts whirring through her mind. She felt her heart rate
quicken and a surge of adrenaline wash over her brain.

Just then, Jane peered curiously at her roommate, the uneasy feeling of
being watched upon her. Tracy stared intently at Jane, her eyes narrowed
in an odd scrutiny. Her mouth was slightly parted, as if in astonishment.

"What?" Jane's voice was barely audible.

Tracy lifted her finger again, lightly touching it to Jane's supple lips.
Something burned in her eyes. Lust.

Her hand reached up, gently gripping Tracy's wrist to draw the finger
away. She found herself backing up into the wall with Tracy edging closer
and closer. Tracy was taller by three or four inches, so she had a slight
advantage.

Jane's hand still rested on Tracy's wrist as the latter ran fingertips
along her jawline. She found herself holding her breath as Tracy's face
lowered to her own, slowly closing the distance between them. She exhaled
as lips pressed against her mouth, soft lips belonging to her roommate.

Tracy trembled as their lips touched. Her fingers moved back to the nape
of Jane's neck, drawing her nearer while Jane tightened thin arms around
her waist and back.

Before long, nothing but Jane and Tracy existed. Nothing but the
sweetness of each other's lips, the unique taste of the other's mouth.
After several minutes, Jane pulled back for air and gazed up at Tracy.
"Let's go back to our room."

Once in the dorm room, their lips were locked in a sloppy embrace, the
passion too intense for loving caresses. Tracy had Jane pushed against
the wall, her palms smashed into her breasts. Jane's nipples seemed to
pierce through the shirt and into Tracy's touch.

Jane worked her hands beneath Tracy's top, her fingers gliding over the
smooth skin of her back. Pulling her closer, she left a trail of kisses
down to Tracy's throat, nuzzling it with her lips.

Tracy sighed, rubbing her thumbs lightly over the protruding tips of
Jane's breasts. Her voice came out soft and trembly, "I was
wondering...mm...how long it would take for them to figure each other
out."

An affirmative sound resonated from Jane's lips as she brushed and sucked
along the sensitive flesh of her lover's neck, gradually moving up to her
ear. Her tongue darted inside, tracing each ridge and valley of her outer
ear, randomly nipping the lobe.

Tracy roughly handled Jane's breasts, pinching her nipples first through
the shirt and then snaking beneath the fabric to tug on the single nipple
ring. They were both breathing heavily and whimpering the delicious
feelings they bestowed on one another. Gradually, between wet kisses,
they disrobed each other, falling onto Tracy's unmade bed.

"Jane...Oh, Jane," Tracy cooed as her roommate's tongue swept down
between her breasts to her navel, leaving a line of saliva. Jane poked at
her belly button for a brief moment before scooting down lower, settling
between Tracy's widespread legs.

"Jane...please. Hurry," Tracy moaned and pushed her hips up, trying to
gain some pressure against her turgid clit. She clung to the sheets,
panting noisily.

A light kiss was placed against her very center, Jane's lips running over
her slickness. Tracy's scent had her whole being throbbing, her head
clouded with the urgent need to taste her. She licked the slight residue
from her lips and peered up at Tracy. Her head was tipped back and to the
side, short gasps drawn in through her mouth.

Using her index finger, she gently parted those swollen lips, wedging her
nose between them.

"Mmm...Baby, you smell so good," Jane cooed, her tongue poking shallowly
into Tracy's humid entrance.

Tracy arched, pushing her mound against Jane's face. "Please, Jane. Don't
tease me."

Jane laughed and dove in, tracing the length of Tracy's slit with the
very tip of her tongue, barely touching. She circled the loose sheath of
skin surrounding her purple-hued clit, careful not to actually make
contact with it. Jane's fingers idly played in the dark blonde fur that
sparsely covered Tracy's intimate flesh, tugging at random hairs.

Tracy squealed and sobbed, moaning out Jane's name, confusing her for God
every so often. Her palms rubbed over Jane's scalp, kneading and pulling
on her platinum strands. She breathed like she was in the midst of
running a ten kilometer marathon, twisting her hips this way and that,
curling her toes and clenching her fists.

"Please don't stop, Jane. Oh god, pleasepleaseplease don't stop..
don't... stop..." Tracy barely managed to squeak out those words as Jane
sealed her lips around her pulsing clit. She sucked and sucked, rapidly
flicking her tongue over the tip. Jane waited, listening to the fast
tempo of Tracy's groaning and moving with the pace of her hips'
thrusting. At the very moment when Tracy went over the edge, she bit down
on her clit, eliciting an ear-shattering shriek from her girlfriend.
Tracy's hips went wild, bucking and thrusting against Jane's mouth,
banging against Jane's chin and her teeth. Her fingers clutched at the
mattress and the sheets as Jane eased two fingers within her, gently
caressing the ribbed upper walls.

"Oh god, oh GOD! Gggnnnmm! Jane, oh...oh JAAANE!!"

Jane was sure Colleen and Maggie heard that one, but she was pleased to
know that she brought Tracy to another gut-wrenching orgasm with the
light penetration.

Tracy continued to twitch and moan for several minutes after her
double-climax, her mind stuck in a blissful stupor. Jane laid her head on
Tracy's upper thigh, placing very light kisses on her lover's mound.

A faint mumbling brought Jane back to the world of the living. She lifted
her head and looked at Tracy who had this glow of pure nirvana in her
cheeks. Tracy shifted onto her side, pulling Jane up into her arms.

Her face was smothered in Tracy's soft kisses, her nose nuzzling into her
eyes and ears. Her breathing was back to normal and her fingers combed
through her lover's nearly white hair.

"My Jane..." Tracy uttered sweetly.

"Yeah?" They made eye contact.

"I love you."

Jane smiled broadly and propped herself up on her elbow, leaning over to
kiss Tracy's lips. Tracy met her halfway, and they lazily shared tongue
and mouth, relishing in the afterglow of glorious sex.

"I love you, too, Tracy," Jane murmured softly, curling against her
lover. Her fingertips casually stroked the slight swell of Tracy's belly,
circling around her navel a few times. "I take it Maggie and Colleen got
you all hot and bothered?"

"God, yes." She added with a contented sigh, "It reminded me of us, our
first time together."

"Me too, baby. Scary to think you dated guys back then, huh?"

"Denial is a funny thing. But, you know, our one year is coming up really
soon."

"I know. I'm excited. I've never been so in love before...and had the
person love me back just as much." Jane closed her eyes, using Tracy's
shoulder as a pillow.

"I think we should have Maggie and Colleen over for our anniversary. They
don't have any clue about us."

"Really?"

"Yeah. It's amusing how one can get so wrapped up in everything else, you
know?"

"It's nice, too. I'm so wrapped up in you." To emphasize, Jane draped her
leg across Tracy's thighs.

Tracy's hands moved to push Jane away, wiggling about in her arms. "Baby,
I want to please you now."

"No, I'm fine," Jane purred, kissing Tracy's temple. "I had a little
orgasm while eating you."

"But, baby..." Tracy whined.

"What?" Jane layered Tracy's cheek in soft kisses, clinging to her.

"I need it."

"Need what?"

"You."

"I'm right here," Jane grinned.

"Jane!"

"What?" It was taking all her willpower not to laugh.

"Jane, I want to eat you. I want...I need to taste you." Tracy's voice
was stern. That tone was further enforced as Tracy flipped Jane onto her
back, straddling her pelvis. "Now that I have you where I want you..."
Tracy firmly pressed her lips against Jane's, the base of each palm
resting on her lover's hipbones.

Jane's arms looped around her roommate's back, leaning up into the kiss.
She tilted her hips upwards, rubbing her groin into Tracy's.

Tracy pulled back from the kiss with a grin, "I knew you wanted it," she
paused," but I have a request, Jane." She slid down and spread Jane's
thighs, laying between them.

"Anything you want."

"I know you're not a huge fan of penetration, but I want you to ride me."
She blew a stream of cold air against Jane's slit, giving the girl
goosebumps.

"How?"

Tracy smiled devilishly, eyes narrowing into little slits, "I invested in
a strap-on."

Jane's eyes widened, her mouth forming a little "o."

"Please? I'll beg if I have to."

"If you really want it, then I will," She smiled down at Tracy, whose
lips were nuzzling into the thick mat of dark fur covering her sex.

Tracy gave a little yip of excitement and hopped off the bed, running
over to her bureau. She rummaged through one of the drawers for a moment
before producing an average-sized faux-phallus and a black leather
harness. She attached the two pieces and stepped into the harness,
adjusting the straps to better fit her.

"That looks so lewd," Jane grinned, staring at Tracy who was posing for
her.

"Do you like it?"

"I guess so. But, I don't want my girlfriend to have a dick *all* the
time."

Tracy stepped back over to the bed, sliding onto it face up. "Get on top
of me, Jane."

"Is that an order?"

Tracy nodded, "Yes."

Jane swung her leg over Tracy's hips, sitting above her on her knees,
now. She looked down at her girlfriend, latent desire burning in her
eyes.

"Are you ready?"

Jane nodded and spread her legs more, a hand reaching down to part her
nether lips.

Tracy's fingers slid along the length of Jane's sex, testing her wetness,
"Mm...You're so wet, baby." She wrapped her hand around the shaft of the
sex toy, holding it upright and aligning it to Jane's slick entrance. "Go
as slow or as fast as you want. This is all about you."

Jane leaned down, holding herself up with one hand; the other kept her
open to accept the phallus without an unnecessary skin pulling. She
inhaled deeply and lowered herself onto Tracy's waiting appendage,
moaning as the tip of it penetrated her. Her breathing quickened within
seconds as she sunk down on its length.

Tracy's hands went to Jane's hips, lightly caressing them, "It's all the
way in, baby."

Jane could only whimper, her eyes squeezed shut. Both of her hands were
on either side of Tracy's head, holding herself up.

"How does it feel?"

"Mmm..."

"Tell me."

"It feels so good," she let out a little gasp. "To have you inside
me...Oh god, it feels good, Tracy." Her hips started to rock then, her
own words spurring the movement.

Tracy laid still for a few minutes, letting Jane warm up to her "tool."
Her hands stayed on Jane's hips, occasionally sweeping up her sides. She
could see Jane's juice trickling down the phallus to the harness.

"Tracy...c-can you...mm," Jane whimpered, trying to say something.

"What, baby? Tell me what you want."

"Push up. Please." Her breathing was erratic, making her words nearly
unintelligible.

Tracy grinned to herself, cupping her hands over Jane's breasts. "What do
you want?"

"Your hips...Nn...move them, please," she whined.

"You have to tell me exactly what you want or I'll just lay here. Now,
tell me."

"Tracy...please," Jane sobbed, arching slightly.

Tracy just shook her head, wrapping her hand around the rubber cock to
prevent Jane from impaling herself. That got a cry of protest. "You gotta
tell me."

With a frustrated shriek, Jane yelled, "Fuck me, dammit. Just FUCK me!"

Shuddering, as that was what she wanted to hear, Tracy sat upright and
slid her arms around Jane's waist, cupping her ass in her hands. "Ride
me. Fuck my cock." She couldn't believe what she was saying. Jane was
supposed to be the crude one.

Jane used Tracy's shoulders to support herself, pushing herself upwards
and slamming herself downwards. Tracy gingerly guided her in the strokes,
not wanting Jane to come any time soon.

Up and down. Up and down. Up, up, up and down, down, down. Jane was
grinding herself against Tracy, panting and sobbing and moaning her
appreciation. Her pelvis quaked with the intensity of the moment, rolling
around and around on the fake penis. Tracy was sure she could make out
the squelching of Jane's wetness on the rubber toy. She put her hands on
Jane's waist, satisfied with the pace they had set. She pushed her hips
up when Jane pushed down, and she pulled down when Jane pulled up.

Tracy's body was slowly getting hotter with each of Jane's noises; her
groans made her nipples tingle, her gasps made her arch, the utterance of
her name made her wetter.

Jane lost all control and pounded herself against Tracy with abandon. She
was literally bouncing up and down in a very violent matter, gasping each
time her hips met Tracy's.

Tracy took this opportunity to mash Jane's breasts together, getting the
nipples to almost touch. She fastened her lips around them, using her
molars to squeeze them. The little golden ring looped through Jane's
right nipple clanked against her teeth.

"Mmm!! Yes, Tracy...that's so good," she panted, moving faster and
faster.

Tracy sat back after lavishing Jane's nipples with a few minutes of
attention, arms stretched behind her, "Are you close?"

"God, yessss..." Jane's back arched as her words turned into a long,
drawn out moan. Tracy just relaxed, letting Jane ride her. She derived
pleasure not only from the faux-cock's base kneading her clit, but from
what it was doing to Jane. That was what really got her juices flowing.

"C'mon, baby," Tracy purred into Jane's ear, a hand clamped at the back
of her neck. "Come for me. Let me hear you scream." As she uttered those
words, she drove her hips upwards, the phallus bottoming out within Jane.

Jane gave a high-pitched squeal and then mashed her lips to Tracy's in an
effort to stifle her screams. It was almost as if she was having an
epileptic fit, her body was trembling so much. She kissed Tracy
ravenously, drawing blood from her lips. Tracy gradually slowed her hips
until Jane had stopped shaking. Tracy smoothed her hands back over Jane's
head, matting her hair down with the sweat of her brow. Their kisses grew
softer and more loving, each kiss longer than the last.

Jane finally pulled back, leaning her forehead against Tracy's. "God,
Tracy...I love you."

Tracy stroked the side of Jane's perspiration-coated face, wearing a
smile. "I love you." She purred and kissed Jane's nose, "You look so good
all flushed."

"Good enough to eat?"

"Oh yeah," Tracy narrowed her eyes maliciously and patted Jane's ass.
"Let me clean you up, baby."

Jane nodded and raised up. A thick globule of her come clung to the
phallus, stretching into a string as she reclined onto her back. She
watched as Tracy went about scooping the juice off her extension, sucking
it off her fingers.

After most of Jane's come was cleaned off, she undid the harness' buckles
and tossed it on the floor. She rolled over and drew her knees up under
her, her slightly-rounded stomach pressing against her thighs. Jane
shifted around, her legs all akimbo for Tracy.

The natural blonde lowered her face to Jane's glistening sex. Portions of
her fur were clumped together with wetness that had gathered there. Tracy
made sure she got every little droplet of come, lapping contentedly like
a kitten at a bowl of milk. She knew that Jane was super-sensitive after
having an orgasm as intense as that, so she avoided her clit, licking
around it.

"Mm, Tracy...You're so good to me. You know just what I want," Jane
murmured lowly.

Tracy smiled at Jane with her eyes, giving her one final lick. "I try."

After silent moments of embracing, Jane untangled herself from Tracy and
turned to face her. The look in her eyes conveyed speech but her lips did
nothing to clarify.

"What, baby?" Tracy's fingers roved up and down Jane's bare hip.

"Sometimes...I feel so adolescent," she confessed.

"Why?"

"Because...when you walk into the room, I beam. When I hear your voice, I
get so excited that I could explode. You make me so happy, and I feel so
immature for reacting the way I do."

Tracy kissed her lover's lips, lightly touching her cheek. "Sweetheart, I
feel the same way about you. And if that makes us adolescent, so be it.
I'm very happy and that's all that matters to me."

"You make me happy."

"You make me happy, too, baby," Tracy's lips grazed Jane's again.

The light kiss soon turned into a more passionate one, arms tightly
locked around one another while tongues rediscovered and explored.



Meanwhile, the two new lovers, Colleen and Maggie, nuzzled and caressed
one another. They harmonized in their sighs and moans, fingertips
trailing over every inch of the other's body. The two girls had spent the
majority of the hour in bed exchanging kisses and bringing each other to
new levels of ecstasy.

"God, Colleen," Maggie panted, "I never knew it could be so good."

"Especially from a novice, right?"

"Mmm...yes." She ran her fingers through the tuft of fur at the apex of
her lover's legs. "Then again, it is you we're talking about here. So, of
course it has to be good because you're just so damned perfect."

"Oh, don't go there, Maggie." She propped up on her elbow and stared down
at her roommate. The emotion in her eyes was clearly read as utterly
sincere compassion. It made Maggie's heart melt.

It was enough to distract Maggie to where she didn't see the lips
descending upon hers. And then she found herself emerged in the most
passionate kiss she had ever received. In no time, she was breathing
intensely and undulating below Colleen who had positioned herself over
the dark-haired girl. She pushed her mound upwards, desperate for Colleen
to grind against her. Maggie arched and twisted and grasped at her
lover's back, but to no avail. Colleen didn't move a muscle aside from
the deep soul kiss she was giving to Maggie.

Colleen's lips slowly trailed away from gasping lips, layering skin with
subtle moistness. She nipped and kissed a path along Maggie's jawline,
drawing closer and closer to her slender neck.

"Please...Colleen," she whined, unable to keep her hips still.

A muffled chuckle was all Maggie got in reply as lips dragged along the
cords of muscle beneath soft flesh.

Maggie breathed raggedly, fingers tangling themselves in the red curls of
Colleen's mane. Gently, she urged her newfound lover lower and lower,
wanting her lips to tease her nipples.

The redhead looked up at her roommate, "Did you want something?" She
methodically kissed the collarbone directly under her lips.

"Mm...yes. Please, touch my breasts," she sighed. "Kiss them, please."

"How can I refuse when you say it like that, darling?" Colleen leaned up
on her palms and kissed her lover's lips before nestling her face between
breasts she was eager to get further acquainted with. Leisurely, she
rolled her tongue around the valley and then up a crest to the right. She
placed open-mouthed kisses over every centimeter of skin until she
centered in on the puckered aureole. Wet lips closed around the thick
nipple at the very peak.

"Mm...Colleen," she drawled.

She smiled around the nipple, gently sucking and biting. Her hand sought
out Maggie's other breast, rolling the erect nipple there between her
forefinger and thumb. Lips left a soggy trail down and around the base of
her left breast, both nipples now attended to with Colleen's questing
digits.

Maggie gasped as a tongue laved over her ribcage. Cool air was blown onto
the damp skin, producing a multitude of goosebumps. She shivered and the
tongue moved to her abdomen, slithering over her smooth belly. Her hips
undulated, fists full of pillow and bedding. Her breath caught in her
chest when gentle hands spread her thighs. Her swollen lips parted,
revealing a glistening dark pink interior. A dollop of come lay nestled
at her center in invitation.

"Oh!" A wiggling tongue had found its way to the sweet dew, drawing it
into Colleen's mouth. And then it was inside her, deeper than she could
imagine possible. Her pelvis lurched as the wet muscle coated itself in
her arousal. A low groan escaped her throat, only encouraging Colleen to
intensify what Maggie was experiencing.

A tiny path of kisses led towards that knot of nerves obscured behind a
fleshy hood. Lips encircled it, a pesky tongue-tip urging it from its
hiding place. Colleen reveled in Maggie's reaction, that clit immediately
swelling with more blood. Slowly, she sucked, one finger easily slipping
into Maggie. It curled, rubbing against the ridged upper wall of her
vagina.

A sharp intake of breath occured during the penetration. Maggie's fists
clenched harder and her hips worked to pull Colleen inside and never let
her leave. With the double stimulation, she knew she wasn't going to last
very long.

"Oh god," she whispered as another finger slid inside her wetness. The
digits drove in and out with slow deliberation. Maggie's hips pumped
harder, wanting more of Colleen inside of her. "Oh, please. More,
Colleen. More."

Colleen pretended not to hear her, only picking up her rhythm's pace. Her
fingers wiggled this way and that, caressing every millimeter of those
dark pink walls. Each little movement caused Maggie to shudder and thrust
onto those fingers. She was escalating into climax far sooner than she
thought possible. Harder and harder, Colleen sucked her clit; faster and
faster, Maggie rocked her hips. And then she was falling into a blissful
pit of pleasure, tumbling swiftly with shrieks and grunts and other
various noises. Her legs tightened around Colleen and her hips moved on
their own accord.

"Oh god, Colleen! Oh god!" she was bucking hard, her hands groping for
something to grab onto. She wound her fingers in her lover's hair,
anchoring her head in place. She was going wild, rubbing her sex all over
Colleen's face, smearing her wetness everywhere. Nothing else mattered
but the insistent throbbing at her center. Her thrashing about caused the
old box springs to creak and groan.

Colleen struggled to breathe, but she was incredibly turned on at
Maggie's pure abandon. Quickly, she added another finger and then
another. That drove her lover off the edge; she hollered at the top of
her lungs, praising the man upstairs, screaming Colleen's name.

Finally, her body went still. She was breathing like she had just
sprinted up twelve flights of stairs. Colleen waited for Maggie's inner
muscles to release their death hold on her fingers. Slowly, she withdrew
her dripping digits. She was amazed at how much fluid had accumulated on
them. She muttered a praise and wriggled out from between Maggie's limp
legs. Sitting up, she brought her hand to her lips, breathing in the
heady scent of Maggie's sex. Like a cat, she licked each drop of come
from her fingers, eyes lidded with delight.

"Mm...you taste so delicious, Maggie," she purred, her free hand stroking
her lover's knee. When she was done with her hand, she lowered her face
to Maggie's sex once more, making sure every nook and cranny was void of
her juices. Maggie didn't even move or moan.

Colleen peered curiously at her new girlfriend, idly sucking her lower
lip into her mouth. "Baby?" She sidled up beside the dark-haired girl,
touching her face. "Wow...you're out cold." She pet Maggie's hair,
smoothing it away from her forehead. "You really know how to flatter a
girl's abilities, baby." A light kiss marked the tip of her nose. In a
softer voice, she added, "I love you." She pulled the bed sheets over
them and wrapped her body around Maggie, kissing her face and shoulder.
"I've loved you for a long time." Then she closed her eyes and drifted to
sleep, hoping they never parted.