This Don't Even Feel Like Falling (Part 4)
Title: This Don't Even Feel Like Falling (Part 4)
Author:xjekkix
Word Count: 1035 words
Summary: This is no grade school sleepover.
Rating: Mature. There is a little sexy time.
Disclaimer: This is not real.
Samantha practically lunges forward, her hands eager to touch milky skin. Lindsay giggles at her enthusiasm and steps backward, just out of her reach.
"You're gonna make me work for this?" she asks, her entire body undulating with desire. One large step forward puts her slightly closer to the flawless figure. She stays there, awaiting the girl's next move.
Lindsay steps into the shower, leaving the curtain half open as she turns on the water. It's scorching hot at first and she recoils until the temperature is regulated. She lets the drops of water trickle down the front of her and throws her hair back with a passionate moan. For a moment, Samantha feels like she's watching a live action Herbal Essences commercial but snaps back to reality when the girl's hand ventures between her own legs.
The moment feels so surreal. She hates to admit that she's fantasized about this and feels guilty. All the same, she notices how large her shower is and how lonely Lindsay must feel in there by herself. Stop being such a baby, she thinks to herself. Could she be any more tempting? Get in there!
The devil on her shoulder wins the inner battle this time and climbs into the porcelain chamber. She pulls the curtain closed behind her to trap in the heat and once again is at a loss where she should put her hands. That doesn't matter for long because the girl's unexpectedly strong hands are on her in seconds forcing her against the cool, tiled walls.
Their chemistry is intense and electricity bounces continually between them as they explore each other's skin. She looks at the girl and then down, her own breasts feeling inadequate in comparison. As they press together, she realizes the other girl doesn't much care.
Lindsay's hands slide down her back and surprise her when they firmly squeeze her ass. She always wondered what part of her body was most attractive to the girl and believes now she's got her answer.
She leans forward for a kiss when her own thick, wet hair covers her face. Lindsay reaches up and gently tucks it out of the way, and lets warm water drip into her open mouth as she places on mouth on Samantha's. Unexpectedly strong but not quite so macho as she had hoped, Lindsay fumbles when she tries to lift Samantha off the shower floor. Both of their feet begin to skate on the slick surface, Samantha taking a tumble first and Lindsay landing forcefully on top of her.
After recovering from their injuries, the two begin to laugh and Lindsay blushes.
They slip and slide around, both moaning a moment and then laughing the next. Samantha realizes that this is what making love should feel like - carefree, with some necessary awkward moments. It shouldn't be about 'getting the job done', but instead enjoying every little bit of the other person.
With her foot, Samantha manages to turn off the water. Her skin feels clammy and she's sure that she's already wet enough - at least, in all that places that it matters.
Lindsay shifts her body weight and in the process firmly places her muscular thigh between Samantha's legs. The DJ gasps at the sudden pressure and groans when it's released.
"Should we move this to the bedroom?" Lindsay asks, trying to hold her upper body up but her hands keep sliding. She gives up and simply lets herself rest on Samantha, who smiles up at her and shakes her head.
"Nope, I'm quite comfortable right here," she responds, wriggling to fit all of their curves together.
For the first time all night, she sees uncertainty in the redhead's eyes. The girl leans down to kiss her and adjusts her position accordingly. This warrants another pleased sigh from Samantha, who feels something similar to an electric jolt every time their skin collides.
"I'm not really sure what to do," she says, scrunching her face and looking embarrassed.
Samantha flashes Lindsay a half smile, and kisses her gently behind the ear. "You're doing just fine."
A few more slips and slides later, the girls have repositioned themselves. Samantha lays with her legs slightly parted and Lindsay straddles one, her thigh in an operative position. She begins to kiss Samantha's neck and moves back and forth in a rocking position. Again, Samantha feels repeated jolts of euphoria at every touch.
Lindsay adds a few fingers into the mix, taking direction from what pleasures her most. She listens carefully to the signs, and repeats moves that cause Samantha to squeeze her biceps tightly.
She worries at first that she's not moving quick enough, deep enough, firmly enough. But soon enough she feels her own body begin to respond to the movements. She thrusts a little quicker and they move in unison. It's nothing like either of them have ever experienced, being so connected to another being that your physical responses have become one.
They simultaneously moan words to signal their impending climax, and hold on for dear life. They squeeze each other tightly until they both begin to shake and collapse, out of breath and sticking to each other.
No more words are exchanged as they help each other up and out of the shower. They take turns toweling each other off.
Samantha offers Lindsay her soft cotton robe and remains wrapped in a towel. Lindsay heads toward the house's master bedroom while Samantha lingers to brush her teeth.
She feels refreshed and ready for round 3 as she walks into the bedroom, finding the younger girl fast asleep in the queen-sized bed. Admittedly a little disappointed, Samantha crawls in behind the girl, cuddling in as close as humanly possible.
The heat radiating between the two bodies makes Samantha shudder as she feels her body once again switch on. She guesses the scientists are right that most women reach their sexual peak around her age but she never expected to feel so unstoppable.
She pushes red hair out of her face and tucks her chin between the girl's shoulder and neck. Comfortable and feeling a little spent herself, she reminds herself that morning will undoubtedly begin with a new round.
Until I come up with some more creative ways to get these two into bed, this story is on hiatus!
Author:xjekkix
Word Count: 1035 words
Summary: This is no grade school sleepover.
Rating: Mature. There is a little sexy time.
Disclaimer: This is not real.
Samantha practically lunges forward, her hands eager to touch milky skin. Lindsay giggles at her enthusiasm and steps backward, just out of her reach.
"You're gonna make me work for this?" she asks, her entire body undulating with desire. One large step forward puts her slightly closer to the flawless figure. She stays there, awaiting the girl's next move.
Lindsay steps into the shower, leaving the curtain half open as she turns on the water. It's scorching hot at first and she recoils until the temperature is regulated. She lets the drops of water trickle down the front of her and throws her hair back with a passionate moan. For a moment, Samantha feels like she's watching a live action Herbal Essences commercial but snaps back to reality when the girl's hand ventures between her own legs.
The moment feels so surreal. She hates to admit that she's fantasized about this and feels guilty. All the same, she notices how large her shower is and how lonely Lindsay must feel in there by herself. Stop being such a baby, she thinks to herself. Could she be any more tempting? Get in there!
The devil on her shoulder wins the inner battle this time and climbs into the porcelain chamber. She pulls the curtain closed behind her to trap in the heat and once again is at a loss where she should put her hands. That doesn't matter for long because the girl's unexpectedly strong hands are on her in seconds forcing her against the cool, tiled walls.
Their chemistry is intense and electricity bounces continually between them as they explore each other's skin. She looks at the girl and then down, her own breasts feeling inadequate in comparison. As they press together, she realizes the other girl doesn't much care.
Lindsay's hands slide down her back and surprise her when they firmly squeeze her ass. She always wondered what part of her body was most attractive to the girl and believes now she's got her answer.
She leans forward for a kiss when her own thick, wet hair covers her face. Lindsay reaches up and gently tucks it out of the way, and lets warm water drip into her open mouth as she places on mouth on Samantha's. Unexpectedly strong but not quite so macho as she had hoped, Lindsay fumbles when she tries to lift Samantha off the shower floor. Both of their feet begin to skate on the slick surface, Samantha taking a tumble first and Lindsay landing forcefully on top of her.
After recovering from their injuries, the two begin to laugh and Lindsay blushes.
They slip and slide around, both moaning a moment and then laughing the next. Samantha realizes that this is what making love should feel like - carefree, with some necessary awkward moments. It shouldn't be about 'getting the job done', but instead enjoying every little bit of the other person.
With her foot, Samantha manages to turn off the water. Her skin feels clammy and she's sure that she's already wet enough - at least, in all that places that it matters.
Lindsay shifts her body weight and in the process firmly places her muscular thigh between Samantha's legs. The DJ gasps at the sudden pressure and groans when it's released.
"Should we move this to the bedroom?" Lindsay asks, trying to hold her upper body up but her hands keep sliding. She gives up and simply lets herself rest on Samantha, who smiles up at her and shakes her head.
"Nope, I'm quite comfortable right here," she responds, wriggling to fit all of their curves together.
For the first time all night, she sees uncertainty in the redhead's eyes. The girl leans down to kiss her and adjusts her position accordingly. This warrants another pleased sigh from Samantha, who feels something similar to an electric jolt every time their skin collides.
"I'm not really sure what to do," she says, scrunching her face and looking embarrassed.
Samantha flashes Lindsay a half smile, and kisses her gently behind the ear. "You're doing just fine."
A few more slips and slides later, the girls have repositioned themselves. Samantha lays with her legs slightly parted and Lindsay straddles one, her thigh in an operative position. She begins to kiss Samantha's neck and moves back and forth in a rocking position. Again, Samantha feels repeated jolts of euphoria at every touch.
Lindsay adds a few fingers into the mix, taking direction from what pleasures her most. She listens carefully to the signs, and repeats moves that cause Samantha to squeeze her biceps tightly.
She worries at first that she's not moving quick enough, deep enough, firmly enough. But soon enough she feels her own body begin to respond to the movements. She thrusts a little quicker and they move in unison. It's nothing like either of them have ever experienced, being so connected to another being that your physical responses have become one.
They simultaneously moan words to signal their impending climax, and hold on for dear life. They squeeze each other tightly until they both begin to shake and collapse, out of breath and sticking to each other.
No more words are exchanged as they help each other up and out of the shower. They take turns toweling each other off.
Samantha offers Lindsay her soft cotton robe and remains wrapped in a towel. Lindsay heads toward the house's master bedroom while Samantha lingers to brush her teeth.
She feels refreshed and ready for round 3 as she walks into the bedroom, finding the younger girl fast asleep in the queen-sized bed. Admittedly a little disappointed, Samantha crawls in behind the girl, cuddling in as close as humanly possible.
The heat radiating between the two bodies makes Samantha shudder as she feels her body once again switch on. She guesses the scientists are right that most women reach their sexual peak around her age but she never expected to feel so unstoppable.
She pushes red hair out of her face and tucks her chin between the girl's shoulder and neck. Comfortable and feeling a little spent herself, she reminds herself that morning will undoubtedly begin with a new round.
Until I come up with some more creative ways to get these two into bed, this story is on hiatus!