The First Contact---
Be warned that the following fiction has adult themes and is recommended for mature audiences
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Yossui kicked off her shoes at the door, following the lead of her host. Together they stumbled through the living room and into the bedroom giggling uncontrolably. Half from nerves from undertaking such a taboo endevour and half from the bottle of wine they consumbed. Both elements had a greater effect on the host as it showed in her flushed face. Yossui on the other hand steadied herself with ease and began stripping her black ROMANS Jacket from her body. The item feel to the ground soon to be joined by her jeans. The second girl sat back on the corner of the bed shyly admiring the show. From outside, the clouds parted to reveal the moon. It's light bouncing off the fresh snow and into the windows of the small town apartment, further illuminating Yossui's shapely body now covered only by her singlet and underwear.
Yossui paced her way to the corner of the bed where her host sat. They shared a smile as they stared into each others eyes. Words not needing to be said as all was conveyed by the atmosphere. Making the first contact for the evening, Yossui lay her hands on her friends shoulder and gently pushed her back onto the bed, climbing on top and resting her self lightly on the older girl's stomach.
The touching started slowly. Experimentally. Before becoming desperate, longing and hot. Tongues intertwined, massaging across each other endlessly while hands roamed anywhere above the waist.
"I want you" Yossui whispered into her lover's ear. The words coming out as more of a moan joined by a similarly breathless reply.
"Then have me"
With a sense of confidence, the host removed her own clothing. Yossui watched, fixated. Her body rushing with arousal. Crying for so many things at once it made rational thinking hard. Her insticts began taking over as she gave in to her hormones, taking her lover and caressing her into all the right ways to make her moan. It seemed to end quickly, the older of the two suddenly convulsing as her body was rocked with ogarsm, her sighs of pleasure filling the silence.
Hot and sweating but far from satisfied Yossui rested her head directly on her friends heart, a smug look on her face. "Dont think I'm done with you yet" She teased, making her lover giggle.
"That sounds too good. I must be dreaming..."
Yossui proped herself up with her elbow, the smug look still present. "Oh Yeah? Maybe I should pinch you"
Her fingers traced a few example areas.
"Maybe you should"
Yossui held the skin between her fingers and in one cheeky movement, she gave it a pinch.
Tbow jerked awake.
"Fuck" She cursed. "Fuck Fuck Fuck.."
She lay her head down onto the pillow, continuously cursing herself.
"Maybe you should!" She repeated her own words with a childish micking tone. "Im a freaking moron. Im making love with the most hottest girl in the world and what do I do? 'Duuuh, maybe you should'. Well done Jen, bravo.."
Tbow sighed and stared at the ceiling. It would be a while before she could sleep again. Her body still tingled from her dream girl's touch. And, unfortunately, still ached. The aching more obvious that the tingling. Infact, the more she thought about it, the more painful the pain seemed to get.
"What on earth..." Curious, Tbow threw off the bed covers to inspect the cause of the pain. "Am I sleeping on a pen or something...Jesus Chri-"
She stopped short of blasphamy upon noticing the pair of fingers attached firmly to her sides. She pulled the covers back even futher and gasped with both horror and disgust.
"It's moving..I cant pick it up..." Fry mumbled in her sleep, pinching Tbow further and drooling on her pillow. "Come 'ere you..."
Tbow glarred menacing at her snuggle-buddy. The waves of hate pulling the Aussie out of her slumber. She squinted through the darkness at her older companion and yawned. "Wah? Whats up? Why are you awake?"
"Im going to kill you...I swear to god, I will"
"Wait, what did I do?" Fry recoiled quickly as Tbow's words and actions of picking up a pillow finally connected.
"Shh, dont struggle. It'll be quicker that way"
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Sorry, apparently it would be a waste if these just died on Skype so I thought I should get 'em off here. Sorry to those it annoys, I completely understand.