Ferrari quivered at the sounds filling her ears of the girls vocal affirmatives.Encouraged, Ferrari rolled her thumb over the top of the bra, right where the latina's hardening nipple was. Her tongue darted out to taste at her salty skin along her neck to keep herself focused on what was udnerneath her and not the hand that was picking at her shorts. Ferrari, as a rule, was never, ever, the only one naked at a time. The other person had to be at least mostly declothed before obth her pants and shirt are off.
So, when the girl under her shifted them into their usual position, she took the chance to tug at Lucil's shirt in attempts to remove it. "You're turn." she croaked, voice nearly gone from lack of coherent use. This girl really knew how to undo her, and very quickly too. Moaning rather loudly, despite herself, she rolled her hips in sync with Lucil's while pressing her thigh harder into Lucil. Her hand again covered the bra, where her fingers traced it's shape until, without warning, she dipped her hand under it to the ample flesh beneath. Rolling the nub between her index finger and thumb, Ferrari swore she could be purring if that were possible right now. Dipping in for another heated kiss, Ferrari continued her administrations.
Skin goose-bumped under (well, above) Ferrari's amazingly skilled hands. They were one of the things Lucil loved about this girl. Without even getting to the good stuff the dark haired young woman could already have her feeling as if she was on her third round. She pulled back from the kiss, capturing her lover's lower lip between her own and sucking for a heated moment before sitting up completely with panted breath. Lucil's eyes were dark as she looked down at the topless girl beneath her, breath as labored as her own. "Y-yes ma'am..."
A tongue darts out to moisten lips. Reaching down, Lucil took Ferrari's hands into her own, kissing the palms before placing them firmly onto her hips in a silent demand for them to stay. Her hands finally begin to slide her shirt up teasingly while her hips roll into the heat radiating from between the other girl's legs. The blonde pulled her shirt over her head and haphazardly threw it in some direction where it was soon followed by her black bra.
Cream colored hands moved back to the body beneath Lucil as her rocking increased, hands sliding between Ferrari's breasts before scraping their nails against her soft stomach, resting there as the blonde enjoyed riding the girl while her eyes looked into her own.
With her hands planted firmly on luscious hips, Ferrari watched with bated breath as the blonde removed her shirt in a torturously fashion that had her nibbling her own lip until she could taste copper. Her eyes fluttered closed as she continued to rock her hips, the pressure building until she was sure that this was the best getting-there sex she had had in a long, long---okay, ever. A low moan rumbled in her chest as her now open eyes took in the sight of a very bare chest in front of her.
Ferrari had always been fascinated by Lucil's breasts, something she couldn't explain but she just loved them. They were perfect and smooth and just right as she reached out to tweak a nipple with a sinister smirk. With one deft motion, she had reached behind her and unclasped her own bra with one hand and then tossed it to join Lucil's. Both arms snaked around Lucil and tugged her close until they were once again flush with each other while they both rolled their hips in an unspoken rhythm.
Her mouth once again connected with the latina's and then trailed hot, open mouthed butterfly kisses down her neck and chest as Ferrari slid down enough so that she wouldn't have to crane her neck to do what she did next. Snaking out her skilled tongue, she flicked the nipple teasingly a few times before clamping down on it and sucking hard while she getnly rubbed her teeth along the warm flesh. Another low moan escaped her throat as he eyes snapped up to meet with Lucil's for an intimate moment while her hands began to roam up and down her spine; ending at her pant line and each time dipping just a little bit lower under the material.
Lucil cried out at the feeling of gentle teeth and liquid hot attention Ferrari was now showering on her chest. Her whimpers begged for more as she readjusted herself to straddle the other girl's hips and grind down while her hands focused on tugging dark locks. This. This wasn't sex, not yet, but already she could feel herself growing overly hot and very heavy at all her lover's menstrations. What was it those crazy Christ Crusader girls at school said in the locker rooms? What -oh god that mouth!- What was that saying? Oh right, "It's all about the teasing not about the pleasing". Mmmmm, what those obviously sex deprived girls obviously didn't know was how delectable the pleasing was along with the teasing. Oh, but Lucil knew and was she out to get even more.
The blonde pulled herself away from Ferrari's amazing mouth and teasing touch, allowing her hands to loosen their hold on the girl's hair before moving down to frame her flushed face while Lucil looked into her lovers' eyes for a wonderous moment. She saw the obvious. Passion. Need. An abundance of Lust. But the thing that always spurred her on was the compassion that could always be found in the dark brown orbs, the thing that made this entire "intimate-without-being-intimate" relationship okay.
Lucil pressed her lips to her exe's in a slower, more senusal form of kiss, letting her teeth and tongue make very appropriate showings of need to the other young woman before pulling back with a loud groan. The heat and her need were too much to handle now, the teasing was over. Now it was time for the pleasing. Her right hand scratched a path gently to Ferrari's left breast where she tweeked, pinched and rolled the delicate bud to hardness for a few seconds. With a last flick of the nipple by her thumb, the blonde drifted her hand to the tanned right hand of her lover, pulling it to rest against the front of her jeans where she knew heat and wetness could be easily detected. A needing whimper escaped her lips before she opened her eyes again (just when had she closed them?) and lightly ground her hips towards Ferrari's palm. Lucil leaned forward a bit, making sure to firmly rest her hands on either side of her lover's head before allowing herself to speak her need. "Take me." Was all she could huskily ask.
There were so many unspoken things between them; things they had learned from years of friendship, to the time they had dated, then to this relationship they shared now-- A strange limbo between love, need and simplicity. They say that these relationships could turn into a mess if you weren’t careful; they were too complicated and it wasn’t easy for a lot of people. For Ferrari and Lucil, they worked perfect in this tango for two. Everything was simple and without hinge. They could be intimate without the fear of repercussions or emotions getting in the way. Ever since they had dated in their freshman year, both girls had kept up this game and they stayed fast friends and temporary lovers when the occasion rose. They were fine with it, although some times, Ferrari would wonder what it would be like to call Lucil her girlfriend again. At times, she had considered asking the Latina out again, but something had always stopped her.
Ferrari wasn’t good at relationships. Sure, she was doting, loving and the sex was great, but she was insecure about her timings. Was it too soon to do that? Was she being to rash? Was she going too fast? For the few girls she had dated, they had grown weary of her lack of tact. One day she would be all over them, and the next, barely touch them. She thought too much. Could that be a flaw? With Lucil, well, she had been the only one Ferrari had been at ease with; that she didn’t worry about going to fast or too slow. Things just were. Why they had broken up? Ferrari couldn’t really remember the reason, but it was probably something stupid, and it had probably been her fault.
Either way, there was Lucil and her, and there was here and now. Right now Ferrari wanted nothing more than to hear Lucil scream her name while she coaxed her to that explosive and delightful climax. She knew that kiss. The one right before Ferrari would finally step over that last line and give everything she had to the blonde vixen above her. The kiss was always, admittedly, her favorite part of their ritual. She could always count on it and always, always knew it would be the same. Blissful, loving and tender but with so much raw intent and purpose it sent her reeling.
She moaned, eyes sliding into slits as the sensations to her breast caused her to spasm slightly. When she opened them, as hooded as they had gotten by this point, Lucil had already directed her right hand to that moist, pleasurable heat over her core. Meeting Lucil’s gaze for one final time before the plunge, Ferrari swiveled her hips, switching their positions so she was on top. Kissing the thin column of her neck while she worked at the button of her pants, before shimmying them off of her waist, and then peeling them off of those gorgeous, toned legs along with her underwear to toss them into the middle of the room. Not needing to be told twice, Ferrari settled herself between the V of Lucil’s legs and ran her fingers the length of her hot sex, lubricating her fingers before pressing two to her velvety entrance. Smiling fondly at the Latina underneath her, Ferrari drove two fingers slowly in simple and sure.
Because that’s what they were. Simple and sure, having not a care in the world as they had sex on her couch, in her bedroom with the popcorn getting cold on the coffee table next to them and Bring It On playing uselessly on the flatscreen.
The wind was knocked out of her lungs as her lover deftly switched their positions. Her teeth caught her lower lip in a tight grasp as time seemed to still, heightening her already high anticipation of what was to come. It times like these when Lucil's mind ran certain questions through her pleasure haze filled mind. With how much she loved Ferrari's touch and over-all disposition, why had they broken up? The answer seemed so far away as a past year often did. Perhaps it was the dark haired girl's need for various forms of pleasure? Or maybe the blonde's quiet, unspoken insecurities as she so often found her then girlfriend's attention captured with a certain head Cheerio? Whatever the case, Lucil Montoya struck up this pysical relationship willingly, knowing how it all worked; even so, she couldn't help but to sometimes wonder how it would feel to be allowed to really love her occasional lover again. Not that this arrangement was terrible for them, not at all. Lucil could enjoy the touches of Ferrari as a lover as well as keep her as a great friend without worrying about emotional attachments at school. Years of knowing each other brought them to this point of comfort. It was simple. And they both liked simple.
A keening cry broke Lucil out of her rambled thoughts as Ferrari's fingers ran up and down her sex teasingly. She wrapped her fingers tightly around the tanned, muscular arms working her into a pleasant daze. Her eyes clenched shut as she could feel the wonderful intrusion of Ferrari's fingers in her, her muscles clenching around the long, slow moving digits. "Oh fuck. Fuckfuckfuck," Lucil's nose flared in an attempt to get more air in her system. This was amazing and she was close, so, so close. There needed to be more, a whole lot faster. The blonde unknowingly started to buck her hips at a pace she wanted, moving against the slow palm of her exe, begging for more of what she knew would send her into the sensational abyss that would be her coming orgasm.
"B-baby! Please...please. Faster." Her head leaned back into the arm-rest behind her, arching her thin layer of sweat coated body into Ferrari's own. Groans and whimpers continuously ripped from Lucil's throat as she began to feel herself unravel, nonsensical things being thrown into the air and mixing with the sounds of the forgotten movie of hotties. Lucil needed this. She needed Ferrari to make her come. To finish her part of the cycle so the adopted Latina could start her own and make her now lover feel all the incredible sensations she had the pleasure of enjoying. There was no thinking in this, all there was was pleasure, the satisfaction of giving pleasure and the amazing satisfaction of being on the recieving end. Their tango was as skillful and delicious as always and Lucil's quivering, moaning body now only wished for the pleasing so it could do the same.
Of course. Faster was always the point of this, wasn't it? There were times Ferrari would comply, and sometimes, like today, that she wanted to go slow to draw out the process becaue it made her feel good. Because she wanted to please Lucil, she always had, and she didn't want to rush it into a quickly induced orgasm. Drawing it out, Ferrari only sped up her thrust by a slight degree, letting her blonde partner do her own part. Ferrari's free hand roamed up the contours of the latina's abs, around her hip and then to snake around to splay her hand over the small of Lucil's back when the girl arched upwards. Holding her up and continuing to work inside of the other girl, she leaned forward to swivel her tongue from the crook where Lucil's thigh met her pelvic bone. She drew a steady line up the valley and to one of her love handles, where she dug into flesh with her pearly white teeth in a quick, painful manner before releasing it to soothe with her tongue.
The continued the line to her bellybutton, where she circled it a few times before continuing up, between her breasts and to her collarbone. Every inch that she moved up on the girl's body, her thrusting speed would increase little by little so when Ferrari's mouth made contact with Lucil's once more, she had thrust in knuckle deep and hooked her finger in that spot she had memorized from all their passionate nights from their times together. Her thumb pressed tight circles into her engorged clit and flicked it a few times whenever she was thrusting back in in her now very quick pace.
Pulling her lips away with a moist pop, Ferrari hovered with her lips lingering, brushing against hers, "Come for me, baby." she husked, voice sultry and low before she pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth and repeated the sentiment as she hooked her fingers once again.
Growls vibrated deep in her chest as Ferrari bit at various places on her skin. Lucil was very, very sure those would leave marks; not that she minded all that much. Ferrari was a biter, it was all a part of the charm. Her hips pumped into those deliciously curled hands faster, setting herself up for her own release as she could feel the tall tale clenching happening in the pit of her stomach. Lucil groaned loudly at the husky words of her lover in her ear. The girl above her was drawing out the pleasure in an amazing way and with the last of her logical mind, the blonde swore to make sure to repay the favor when she could.
Her left hand scratched up Ferrari's right arm to her hair, pulling the locks there for a second before forcing the girl's mouth onto her own again. Lucil whined and whimpered into her mouth, feeling teh she was just on the brink of the end. The blonde's tongue danced with her lover's as the pumping continued to draw out her mewls of appreciation until she couldn't stand anymore.
Lucil nipped and sucked the tanned girl's lusiously swollen lower lip before she felt her insides clench tightly. A furious shudder wracked her body as the muscles of her sex felt the other latina's fingers expertly curling to continuously onslaught that one specific place within her. This was what she'd been waiting for, begging for. Lucil arched into the still pumping fingers of her lover, pressing her body flush against another as a life-line while her mouth screamed the name of the one who knew just how to drive her crazy. "Oh! Hnnnn, FUCK! F-F-FF-FERRARI!!!!" The blonde's entire body felt the waves of pleasure wash over her, laping one after the other as she was now set adrift onto the sea of orgasm that her friend would not let up on as she prolonged and dragged out the feeling expertly.
Her mouth became occupied from her whispered seductions by a desperate blonde's lips. Slow and sure, she quickly assumed the dominance, though she would let up just a little for Lucil to try again before resuming to dominate her both physically and emotionally in the moment. With another detached pop of their lips, Lucil was coming undone under her fingers and screaming her name. Smirking knowingly, she placed chaste kisses to her neck as she rode her girl through her orgasm, fingers only slowing when the clenching released slightly She wiated until the girl was panting and twitching under her before she removed her fingers completely and whiping them off on Lucil's thigh.
She collapsed onto the couch beside Lucil and continued to administer small, tender kisses on her skin while she waited for the girl to regain control of her breathing. With any of the other girls she had been with, she would have known better then to stay there. She would have gotten up, smiled and let them fall asleep where they were. She tuckered them out and none of them really thought to return the favor. It was fine with Ferrari, she liked to give rather than take, but with Lucil, she knew better then to try to squirm out of the reciprocation. She was the only girl talented enough to make an 'alright orgasm' into a mindblowing one.
But old habits die hard, and in the bliss and contentment of the moment, she would sometimes let it slip. She would mutter between kisses, not bothered if or when Lucil might or might not return it. Because she did actually mean it, in a sense. She loved Lucil; probably always would, and she always had, it's just that now they weren't talking about growing old together. They were just living in the moment and the company. Wrapping an arm around the girl's sweat-sheened waist, she closed her eyes and smiled. "Love you."
Labored breathing and the sound of her own thundering heart beat rang in Lucil's ears as she tried to calm herself down. The blonde could faintly register the gentle kisses being showered upon her skin as her body still twitched from after effects of her recent bliss. "Love you." Was what her hearing finally caught as her skin felt an arm wrap around her mid-section. Now that she could hear, slightly, the girl knew her blissful after glow was finally put on simmer. Lucil's heart clenched a bit at those words but she paid it no mind, smiling as she took the words of affection at face value. Ferrari loved her, she knew this and she loved Ferrari. So it was all good in the hood. "Mmmm, love you too."
Her eyes opened as her head langidly turned to look at the face near her own. They raked over the sight before her. Tanned skin that seemingly went on for days, pert, luscious brests that pressed into her tingling skin, all of which glistened enticingly with sweat. Lucil had just started to come down from her high as she felt a swift beat in her core. She loved being the one Ferrari actually stayed with after their oplay time.
Ferrari opened her eyes to gaze at Lucil for a moment, brow furrowed in contemplation. For some reason this time seemed different to all the other times they had said it. Sighing, she placed a kiss to her lips once again and smiled as she saw Lucil examine her naked torso. "Like what you see?" she joked, eyebrow quirking in challenge. She wasn't exactly into in-depth conversations, especially not between sex rounds, but she couldn't help it. "Luc?" she started, closing her eyes and nuzzled into her side. "What happened?" she paused, understanding she'd have to clarify a little better. "With us?" she didn't expect a very clear answer, she was sure Lucil probably didn't understand herself, but the thought had been nagging her for a while.
She kissed the neck in front of her nose for a second before shrugging, "I mean, I know we don't do that talking thing but...I don't know." she finished lamely. Why hadn't they worked out? You would think if they could do this so perfectly with each other, then why didn't they just fall in love and be the classic high school sweethearts already?
She licked her lips as a sigh bubbled from her lips. Lucil had thought a lot about the very questions that Ferrari was throwing out there, but for her to do so here, now, was out of character for the generous lover. Honestly, she wasn't entirely sure how to put her thoughts into words without letting emotion get to her. That wasn't a part of the rule. She wasn't supposed to let herself feel as much as she usually did. The blonde, now in control of her body, shifted to her side, sliding down the couch a bit to kiss along the tanned neck she slowly lavished. Every so often she would nip and suck a pulse point until she pressed her tongue flat along Ferrari's collar bone. "Fer...we...you and I..." She fanned her hand over the girl's exposed breast, flicking her fingers against a nipple gently. Lucil rested her mouth into her lover's neck. "I don't know..." She whispered into the slick neck.
Lucil pulled herself up a bit, letting her tongue slide down to Ferrari's chest where she flicked and sucked teasingly at the hardening bud. She blew a breath over the moist flesh and looked up towards the latina's face as her hand slid down a smooth stomach to play with the waist line of Ferrari's shorts. "But I know we care about each other. So...that's enough, right?"
[Ooc: Lolol, it's okay. My post was cut short when my roast started burning....^^; Way to jump on the underlaying issues though]
Ferrari fell silent, eyes closing again with a soft sigh. She was content to leave it at 'I don't know' because that's what she expected. She moaned when the tongue worked down her skin, smiling slightly at the contact and encouraging it with small breaths and sighs of appreciation. She rached out with both hands to tangle her fingers in Lucil's blonde hair. She massaged her scalp with the tips of her nails, moaning again when Lucil found her nipple and began to flick and suck on it. Perhaps she was just overthinking things. What they had was prefect and happy, so she didn't need to complicate it with emotions. That's when things got messy.
When Lucil spoke again, Ferrari's eyes slowly opened and her brows furrowed again in contemplation. She opened her mouth to reply, but when no words came out she closed with with a sigh. She wanted to say 'is it?', but instead she forced a smile and nodded. "It's enough." she affirmed, not entirely convincing herself even as the words slipped from her tongue.
The blonde sucked the nipple in her mouth gently, releasing it to lavish it's twin with attention. Light brown eyes drifted up to look into her lover's face, noting the tense cheeks of her smile. Lucil closed her eyes tightly for a moment as feelings she didn't want to let through ran along her mind. All the nerves, the need, the hestitance, the pain, the love. All things part of the bigger conversation the pair needed to have one day but now was probably not the best time. That topic deserved a lot of attention in Lucil's mind. The blonde set her fingers to unbuttoning and unzipping the dark haired girl's shorts, cupping her warm core with her right hand as she drifted her eyes back down to her tasks.
Her mouth nipped the second nipple once before placing a kiss upon the bud and moving up to kiss the skin over Ferrari's heart. Lucil's left hand cupped the side of her neck gently, the right giving her mound a soft, almost reassuring squeeze. "I don't have to do this if you don't want it." Lucil murmured into Ferrari's skin, lips brushing the cool, sticky tanned skin in soft flutters. She was slightly unsure now. The fair skinned girl wanted to make her exe feel amazing, make her feel everything that she made her feel, make her feel what she couldn't put into words but not if she wasn't into this any longer.
Ferrari nipped her bottom lip with a grunt and arched herself into Lucil's mouth with a hiss of approval. Mm." she hummed, though as Lucil slowed her amazing work, Ferrari's eyes opened slightly to gaze down at her lover. She worried her lower lip between her teeth and averted her gaze. That had to have been the stupidest thing she could have said int he middle of sex, and she was starting to regret it because it wasn't what she was wanting to happen. She wanted that ache that only Lucil could conjure to be satiated. This talking thing wasn't helping. Smiling brightly, Ferrari growled softly, "Hell no, baby. You got me this worked up and you are NOT going to leave me with blue balls."
She quirmed lightly to remind Lucil that she was there and wanting, and her pants were unbuttoned and waiting to be taken off. "Luc, come one...make love to me." she begged, eyes sliding shut and she rested her head on the headrest.
So, when the girl under her shifted them into their usual position, she took the chance to tug at Lucil's shirt in attempts to remove it. "You're turn." she croaked, voice nearly gone from lack of coherent use. This girl really knew how to undo her, and very quickly too. Moaning rather loudly, despite herself, she rolled her hips in sync with Lucil's while pressing her thigh harder into Lucil. Her hand again covered the bra, where her fingers traced it's shape until, without warning, she dipped her hand under it to the ample flesh beneath. Rolling the nub between her index finger and thumb, Ferrari swore she could be purring if that were possible right now. Dipping in for another heated kiss, Ferrari continued her administrations.
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A tongue darts out to moisten lips. Reaching down, Lucil took Ferrari's hands into her own, kissing the palms before placing them firmly onto her hips in a silent demand for them to stay. Her hands finally begin to slide her shirt up teasingly while her hips roll into the heat radiating from between the other girl's legs. The blonde pulled her shirt over her head and haphazardly threw it in some direction where it was soon followed by her black bra.
Cream colored hands moved back to the body beneath Lucil as her rocking increased, hands sliding between Ferrari's breasts before scraping their nails against her soft stomach, resting there as the blonde enjoyed riding the girl while her eyes looked into her own.
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Ferrari had always been fascinated by Lucil's breasts, something she couldn't explain but she just loved them. They were perfect and smooth and just right as she reached out to tweak a nipple with a sinister smirk. With one deft motion, she had reached behind her and unclasped her own bra with one hand and then tossed it to join Lucil's. Both arms snaked around Lucil and tugged her close until they were once again flush with each other while they both rolled their hips in an unspoken rhythm.
Her mouth once again connected with the latina's and then trailed hot, open mouthed butterfly kisses down her neck and chest as Ferrari slid down enough so that she wouldn't have to crane her neck to do what she did next. Snaking out her skilled tongue, she flicked the nipple teasingly a few times before clamping down on it and sucking hard while she getnly rubbed her teeth along the warm flesh. Another low moan escaped her throat as he eyes snapped up to meet with Lucil's for an intimate moment while her hands began to roam up and down her spine; ending at her pant line and each time dipping just a little bit lower under the material.
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The blonde pulled herself away from Ferrari's amazing mouth and teasing touch, allowing her hands to loosen their hold on the girl's hair before moving down to frame her flushed face while Lucil looked into her lovers' eyes for a wonderous moment. She saw the obvious. Passion. Need. An abundance of Lust. But the thing that always spurred her on was the compassion that could always be found in the dark brown orbs, the thing that made this entire "intimate-without-being-intimate" relationship okay.
Lucil pressed her lips to her exe's in a slower, more senusal form of kiss, letting her teeth and tongue make very appropriate showings of need to the other young woman before pulling back with a loud groan. The heat and her need were too much to handle now, the teasing was over. Now it was time for the pleasing. Her right hand scratched a path gently to Ferrari's left breast where she tweeked, pinched and rolled the delicate bud to hardness for a few seconds. With a last flick of the nipple by her thumb, the blonde drifted her hand to the tanned right hand of her lover, pulling it to rest against the front of her jeans where she knew heat and wetness could be easily detected. A needing whimper escaped her lips before she opened her eyes again (just when had she closed them?) and lightly ground her hips towards Ferrari's palm. Lucil leaned forward a bit, making sure to firmly rest her hands on either side of her lover's head before allowing herself to speak her need. "Take me." Was all she could huskily ask.
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Ferrari wasn’t good at relationships. Sure, she was doting, loving and the sex was great, but she was insecure about her timings. Was it too soon to do that? Was she being to rash? Was she going too fast? For the few girls she had dated, they had grown weary of her lack of tact. One day she would be all over them, and the next, barely touch them. She thought too much. Could that be a flaw? With Lucil, well, she had been the only one Ferrari had been at ease with; that she didn’t worry about going to fast or too slow. Things just were. Why they had broken up? Ferrari couldn’t really remember the reason, but it was probably something stupid, and it had probably been her fault.
Either way, there was Lucil and her, and there was here and now. Right now Ferrari wanted nothing more than to hear Lucil scream her name while she coaxed her to that explosive and delightful climax. She knew that kiss. The one right before Ferrari would finally step over that last line and give everything she had to the blonde vixen above her. The kiss was always, admittedly, her favorite part of their ritual. She could always count on it and always, always knew it would be the same. Blissful, loving and tender but with so much raw intent and purpose it sent her reeling.
She moaned, eyes sliding into slits as the sensations to her breast caused her to spasm slightly. When she opened them, as hooded as they had gotten by this point, Lucil had already directed her right hand to that moist, pleasurable heat over her core. Meeting Lucil’s gaze for one final time before the plunge, Ferrari swiveled her hips, switching their positions so she was on top. Kissing the thin column of her neck while she worked at the button of her pants, before shimmying them off of her waist, and then peeling them off of those gorgeous, toned legs along with her underwear to toss them into the middle of the room. Not needing to be told twice, Ferrari settled herself between the V of Lucil’s legs and ran her fingers the length of her hot sex, lubricating her fingers before pressing two to her velvety entrance. Smiling fondly at the Latina underneath her, Ferrari drove two fingers slowly in simple and sure.
Because that’s what they were. Simple and sure, having not a care in the world as they had sex on her couch, in her bedroom with the popcorn getting cold on the coffee table next to them and Bring It On playing uselessly on the flatscreen.
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captured with a certain head Cheerio? Whatever the case, Lucil Montoya struck up this pysical relationship willingly, knowing how it all worked; even so, she couldn't help but to sometimes wonder how it would feel to be allowed to really love her occasional lover again. Not that this arrangement was terrible for them, not at all. Lucil could enjoy the touches of Ferrari as a lover as well as keep her as a great friend without worrying about emotional attachments at school. Years of knowing each other brought them to this point of comfort. It was simple. And they both liked simple.
A keening cry broke Lucil out of her rambled thoughts as Ferrari's fingers ran up and down her sex teasingly. She wrapped her fingers tightly around the tanned, muscular arms working her into a pleasant daze. Her eyes clenched shut as she could feel the wonderful intrusion of Ferrari's fingers in her, her muscles clenching around the long, slow moving digits. "Oh fuck. Fuckfuckfuck," Lucil's nose flared in an attempt to get more air in her system. This was amazing and she was close, so, so close. There needed to be more, a whole lot faster. The blonde unknowingly started to buck her hips at a pace she wanted, moving against the slow palm of her exe, begging for more of what she knew would send her into the sensational abyss that would be her coming orgasm.
"B-baby! Please...please. Faster." Her head leaned back into the arm-rest behind her, arching her thin layer of sweat coated body into Ferrari's own. Groans and whimpers continuously ripped from Lucil's throat as she began to feel herself unravel, nonsensical things being thrown into the air and mixing with the sounds of the forgotten movie of hotties. Lucil needed this. She needed Ferrari to make her come. To finish her part of the cycle so the adopted Latina could start her own and make her now lover feel all the incredible sensations she had the pleasure of enjoying. There was no thinking in this, all there was was pleasure, the satisfaction of giving pleasure and the amazing satisfaction of being on the recieving end. Their tango was as skillful and delicious as always and Lucil's quivering, moaning body now only wished for the pleasing so it could do the same.
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The continued the line to her bellybutton, where she circled it a few times before continuing up, between her breasts and to her collarbone. Every inch that she moved up on the girl's body, her thrusting speed would increase little by little so when Ferrari's mouth made contact with Lucil's once more, she had thrust in knuckle deep and hooked her finger in that spot she had memorized from all their passionate nights from their times together. Her thumb pressed tight circles into her engorged clit and flicked it a few times whenever she was thrusting back in in her now very quick pace.
Pulling her lips away with a moist pop, Ferrari hovered with her lips lingering, brushing against hers, "Come for me, baby." she husked, voice sultry and low before she pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth and repeated the sentiment as she hooked her fingers once again.
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Her left hand scratched up Ferrari's right arm to her hair, pulling the locks there for a second before forcing the girl's mouth onto her own again. Lucil whined and whimpered into her mouth, feeling teh she was just on the brink of the end. The blonde's tongue danced with her lover's as the pumping continued to draw out her mewls of appreciation until she couldn't stand anymore.
Lucil nipped and sucked the tanned girl's lusiously swollen lower lip before she felt her insides clench tightly. A furious shudder wracked her body as the muscles of her sex felt the other latina's fingers expertly curling to continuously onslaught that one specific place within her. This was what she'd been waiting for, begging for. Lucil arched into the still pumping fingers of her lover, pressing her body flush against another as a life-line while her mouth screamed the name of the one who knew just how to drive her crazy. "Oh! Hnnnn, FUCK! F-F-FF-FERRARI!!!!" The blonde's entire body felt the waves of pleasure wash over her, laping one after the other as she was now set adrift onto the sea of orgasm that her friend would not let up on as she prolonged and dragged out the feeling expertly.
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She collapsed onto the couch beside Lucil and continued to administer small, tender kisses on her skin while she waited for the girl to regain control of her breathing. With any of the other girls she had been with, she would have known better then to stay there. She would have gotten up, smiled and let them fall asleep where they were. She tuckered them out and none of them really thought to return the favor. It was fine with Ferrari, she liked to give rather than take, but with Lucil, she knew better then to try to squirm out of the reciprocation. She was the only girl talented enough to make an 'alright orgasm' into a mindblowing one.
But old habits die hard, and in the bliss and contentment of the moment, she would sometimes let it slip. She would mutter between kisses, not bothered if or when Lucil might or might not return it. Because she did actually mean it, in a sense. She loved Lucil; probably always would, and she always had, it's just that now they weren't talking about growing old together. They were just living in the moment and the company. Wrapping an arm around the girl's sweat-sheened waist, she closed her eyes and smiled. "Love you."
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"Mmmm, love you too."
Her eyes opened as her head langidly turned to look at the face near her own. They raked over the sight before her. Tanned skin that seemingly went on for days, pert, luscious brests that pressed into her tingling skin, all of which glistened enticingly with sweat. Lucil had just started to come down from her high as she felt a swift beat in her core. She loved being the one Ferrari actually stayed with after their oplay time.
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She kissed the neck in front of her nose for a second before shrugging, "I mean, I know we don't do that talking thing but...I don't know." she finished lamely. Why hadn't they worked out? You would think if they could do this so perfectly with each other, then why didn't they just fall in love and be the classic high school sweethearts already?
(Ooc/ I...didn't know what to put. >.>)
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Lucil pulled herself up a bit, letting her tongue slide down to Ferrari's chest where she flicked and sucked teasingly at the hardening bud. She blew a breath over the moist flesh and looked up towards the latina's face as her hand slid down a smooth stomach to play with the waist line of Ferrari's shorts. "But I know we care about each other. So...that's enough, right?"
[Ooc: Lolol, it's okay. My post was cut short when my roast started burning....^^; Way to jump on the underlaying issues though]
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When Lucil spoke again, Ferrari's eyes slowly opened and her brows furrowed again in contemplation. She opened her mouth to reply, but when no words came out she closed with with a sigh. She wanted to say 'is it?', but instead she forced a smile and nodded. "It's enough." she affirmed, not entirely convincing herself even as the words slipped from her tongue.
(ooc.Shorrrt. o.0 Distracted.)
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Her mouth nipped the second nipple once before placing a kiss upon the bud and moving up to kiss the skin over Ferrari's heart. Lucil's left hand cupped the side of her neck gently, the right giving her mound a soft, almost reassuring squeeze. "I don't have to do this if you don't want it." Lucil murmured into Ferrari's skin, lips brushing the cool, sticky tanned skin in soft flutters. She was slightly unsure now. The fair skinned girl wanted to make her exe feel amazing, make her feel everything that she made her feel, make her feel what she couldn't put into words but not if she wasn't into this any longer.
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She quirmed lightly to remind Lucil that she was there and wanting, and her pants were unbuttoned and waiting to be taken off. "Luc, come one...make love to me." she begged, eyes sliding shut and she rested her head on the headrest.
(Ooc/ Again, super distracted)
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