Under Mr Nolan's bed

I watched as she closed her eyes, her wet fingers moving up to her nipples, tugging and squeezing and pulling, turning them from pink to red.

Following her example, I rolled my nipples, too, making my thumbs wet first, increasing the sensation. She slowed a little, pressing her pussy hard into mine for a moment with a moan.

Then she opened her eyes and smiled at me. “I like being shaved.”

“Me, too.” I smiled back.

“Let’s test that theory for real.” She climbed off and stretched out beside me, her legs up by my head.

She grabbed my hips in her hands, rolling me onto her. I squealed, laughing as we settled together, my face poised above her mound, my legs spread over her head. I couldn’t see the movie, but I didn’t care, I hadn’t been paying attention to it, anyway. Her fingers were exploring again, and her hips rocked, pressing her pussy up toward my mouth.

My tongue moved right between her lips, not teasing, finding her clit and licking. Her pussy was so smooth! No hairs to tickle my nose this time as I plunged my tongue into the soft pink of her flesh, swallowing the taste of her.

Erica moaned, her hands gripping my hips, pulling my pussy down to her face and starting to lick me.

I moaned against her clit, licking faster, spreading my legs for her. The ache was throbbing in my pussy, and the feel of her moving under me, the skin of her belly like silk against my breasts, urged me on. My hands pressed her thighs open, my fingers probing, slipping inside.

“Oh god!” Her cry was muffled against my pussy. “That’s it!” I started moving my fingers slowly in and out, my tongue making circles around her clit. I swallowed and swallowed, but still my saliva mixed with her juices, slipping down to where I was fingering her, stretching her open.

“Oh Leah!” She moaned. “Fuck me harder, baby, please.” The urgency in her voice made me crazy and I shoved my hand against her flesh, two fingers pressed deep, fucking her now, fucking hard. She rocked and moaned and sucked at my clit, making me feel so good I could barely stand it. My pussy was pulsing against her tongue, aching, and I could feel something tightening in my belly, low and hot.

“Oh, oh, oh!” Erica’s hands were wrapped around my hips now, her face moving back and forth between my legs, not focused, just wild, her body strung like a wire under mine. I moved my fingers faster, my jaw aching, swallowing her juices, not so much licking her now as I was just mashing my tongue against her clit, feeling her thighs trembling.

“Leah, make me come!” She moaned loudly now, her tongue nowhere near my clit anymore. “Oh fuck, that’s so good! I’m right there, baby.” She was right there, in my mouth, her pussy contracting around my fingers as she came, fluttering under my hand. It went on and on, the smooth feel of her flesh under my tongue becoming hotter, even more moist as she shuddered under me. When she was done, still panting, I pressed my cheek against her belly and slowly slid my fingers out of her pussy, petting the soft, hairless skin of her lips with my wet fingers.

“That was so good!” She gasped, wiggling as I neared her sensitive clit. “I could barely stand it.” I kissed her mound, completely bare, her juices and sweat mixing, loving the taste.

“Your turn.” Erica squirmed out from under me. “Spread your legs.” Rolling to my back, I opened my thighs with my hands, my pussy already halfway there, swollen and aching. She settled between my legs again, her mouth covering my mound, her tongue working back and forth against my clit. I could barely stand the intensity of it, how her lips kissed mine, how she sucked and lapped at me like she was never going to stop.

And I didn’t want her to. Even when she pressed her hands to my thighs, opened me wider, and made me pull them back so she could finger me, like I had done to her, I didn’t ever want it to end. It felt too good, I wanted it to go on and on, and I fought my orgasm, like trying to hold back a raging flood.

“Erica,” I moaned, grabbing her hair, my hands curling into fists. “Oh Erica, I can’t stop it.”

And I couldn’t. I tried, but I couldn’t-my body was quivering with it, reaching that inevitable peak, and she pushed me over, her tongue soft heaven between my legs as my climax rocked us both. Her mouth never left my pussy and she moaned as loud and long as I did, the vibrations moving through my whole body, making me tremble with it.

I groaned, pressing her away from me, rolling onto my belly and burying my face into a pillow. The sound of sex still filled the room, the movie playing behind us, and it made me feel funny, now. Looking over my shoulder, I saw Erica wiping her wet chin with her hand, crawling up beside me.

“What do you think?” She flopped over on her back and threw her arm over her eyes.

“Of what?” My breathing was still fast, my heart racing.

“The theory-does it feel better when you’re shaved?” I smiled, closing my eyes. “Yes.”

Erica giggled. “Bobby is going to be so surprised.”