1 comments/ 17884 views/ 7 favorites Sarah's Visitor By: MELD9003 Hi readers, This is the twelfth installment in this series. Previous story: 11. The rematch: Sarah vs Paula. Hope you enjoy it, MELD. ********************************************* "Come on, stop dawdling," said Sarah, briskly walking towards The Red Lion. "Alright alright, I'm coming," sighed Wendy, trying to catch up, "Christ, there's no stopping you when you've got the smell of gin up your nostrils is there." "Bugger off you cheeky cow!" the little blonde laughed, "come on, I'll get the first round." Stepping into the bar, the pair were greeted by a very familiar face, with her thick black eyeliner, black lipstick and dyed purple and black hair. "Hello you two; what can I get you?" "Julia!" said Wendy, gobsmacked, "what are you doing here?" "Retiling the roof," she replied sarcastically, "what does it look like I'm doing?" "Hello girls, I haven't seen you two for a bit," chirped Ted, coming through from the lounge, "I see you've met my new barmaid." "We already know each other from college," replied Sarah, "two G&Ts with ice please." "Okay." the Goth girl smiled. "When did she start here?" asked Wendy as Julia got their drinks. "I took her on just over a week ago; you know, just a few hours here and there," said the landord, smiling at his new employee, "interesting looking girl, isn't she?" "Hmm, if you're into women who look like they've just been dug up," Wendy muttered under her breath. "Four twenty please Sarah," purred Julia, giving the blonde a look that made her stomach flutter, "see you later." Taking the glasses, Sarah went and sat down with Wendy. "Well, what about that then, eh?" Morticia Addams getting a job here," the big redhead giggled. "Oh very clever, I suppose that was the name you and those pricks you used to hang around with came up with for her was it, along with little Miss bobby socks for me?" Sarah smiled, rolling her eyes. "I never called you that; that was the others!" Wendy sniggered, "but you've got to admit babe, she does look a bit creepy, especially with all those piercings and that weird make up and all the black clothes she wears." "I know, but that's just her style, her image, just like I've got my own style," said Sarah, taking a sip from her glass. "Yeah, but you look sweet, like that blonde one from Call The Midwife; you even ride a bike like hers." "Oh, you mean Trixie? Hmm, I suppose I do look a bit like her," the blonde smiled, "except I wear glasses." "Mmm, I'll have to get you the uniform," the big redhead giggled. "Pervert!" Sarah teased, giving her a dig in the ribs. "Yeah well, it takes one to know one, cheeky git!" replied Wendy, sticking her tongue out and laughing. "Alright alright, fancy another one baby?" she asked, knocking her drink back. "Bloody hell Sarah! What's the rush? My train isn't till eight." "I know, but you know what I'm like when you have to go down to London," the little blonde sighed. "It's only for a couple of days, I'll be back on Sunday evening; I don't like going down there either but I have to see my Dad." "I know, sorry baby I'm being selfish." "It's okay," the big girl smiled, hugging her lover, "tell you what; why don't you come with me next time?" "Really?" "Yeah, I'm sure my Dad wouldn't mind; he'll just put us both in the spare room." "Okay," the blonde smiled, "what have you told him about us?" "Erm... well I've told him you're my friend; I don't think he really needs to know any more than that at the moment." "Oh, fair enough," Sarah shrugged as Wendy finished her drink. "Go on then babe, same again," she chirped, handing Sarah the empty glass. Walking over to the bar, she found Julia waiting for her. "Yes Sarah?" the Goth smiled, noticing the blonde's expression. "Same again please," she said quietly, trying not to make eye contact. She had always been attracted to Julia; sure, there were other punk and Goth girls on campus, but none of them seemed to stand out like her. Sarah didn't really know that much about her, other than she was studying art and photography and she had a boyfriend, Rob, also a Goth. As she stood with her back to her filling the glasses from the optics, Sarah discreetly cast her eyes over the barmaid's shapely figure. She guessed she stood about 5' 6'' and was about a size 12; her strong looking legs with their thick thighs encased in a pair of shiny black lycra leggings. As Julia turned round, the little blonde's gaze moved up to the smoky grey long sleeve top covering her ample breasts. "Four twenty please Sarah," she said, giving her a knowing smile and holding on to her hand just a second or so too long as she took the money. "Thank you," replied the blonde quietly, swallowing hard and taking the drinks back over to the table, her stomach turning somersaults as she sat down next to Wendy. "Are you alright babe? You look a bit pale." "Yeah yeah, I'm fine; maybe I drank that last one too quickly," Sarah smiled nervously. "Bloody hell, that's a first!" the big girl laughed, "take it easy then from now on." "Okay baby." Smiling at her downhearted lover, Wendy put her arm round her and gave her a peck on the cheek. "Come on babe cheer up, I'll be back before you know it." "I know, but I'm still going to miss you," the blonde sighed, "stuck in my room bored out of my skull." "Well if it's any consolation, I'll be bored and missing you too." "Hmm, I suppose it will give me a chance to catch up on some of my work; I've got some stuff due in soon and I won't be able to do it next weekend 'cos we're at Boxten." "Oooh yeah, who do you think you'll get?" Wendy asked excitedly. "Dunno," she shrugged, "with a bit of luck, I'll get Jadzia, I'd love to take that mouthy little bitch down." "Hmm, I'd love to watch you do it too," Wendy purred, giving Sarah's thigh a gentle squeeze under the table. Feeling a little a better, Sarah took a large swig from her glass. "Huh, your 'illness' didn't last long did it!" Wendy laughed. "Nope." the little blonde smiled... ***************************************************** Pausing, Sarah looked up from her book and over at the clock. "Fuckin' hell, half eight," she groaned, her gaze falling on her mobile on the bedside table. "Fine, don't ring then!" she huffed, "I'm not ringing you; you said you'd ring me." Picking herself up from the sofa, she went over to the cupboard and poured herself a glass of wine. Flopping back down, she picked up the remote, turned on the TV and glumly surfed through the channels. It had been a long while since she had spent a Saturday night on her own; Friday night had been boring enough, after seeing Wendy off at the station, she had just gone back to her room and polished off a bottle of wine; the pair of them texting and calling each other all evening. Things had been a little strained between them recently since Sarah's fight with Paula, but they were starting to get better so Wendy's trip to London had not really come at the best time. She had just got herself settled when there was a knock at the door. "Who the hell's that?" she grumped, getting up and trudging over to the door; opening it, she found Stephen, one of her politics classmates standing there. "Hi Sarah," he chirped, a dopey smile on his face. "Hello Stephen," she sighed, "What do you want?" "Erm... I was just wondering if you'd thought any more about joining our debating team?" he asked hopefully. "I told you the other day, I'm too busy," she replied sternly, "now if you don't mind, I have coursework to finish." "Anything I can help you with?" "No thank you, goodbye Stephen." "Erm... okay, bye," he smiled disappointedly, before shuffling off back down the hallway. "Fuck sake," she groaned, rolling her eyes as she closed the door. Grabbing her mobile and the bottle of wine, she settled back on the sofa. Smiling to herself she shook her head; Stephen had taken a shine to her almost from the first day, in fact he was the only lad who had taken any real interest in her. She had tried her best to let him down gently, saying that she wasn't interested in a relationship at the moment, but he just didn't seem to get the message. She had even considered telling him the truth, that she wasn't interested in boys, but had then thought better of it, deciding it wasn't any of his business. She was quite surprised no one else had suspected it, considering all the time her and Wendy spent together and it was common knowledge that she had spent quite a few nights in Sarah's room, even though it was against the rules to have overnight guests. Still, no one had ever said anything so they never really worried about it. Taking a sip from her glass, Sarah looked over at the bed and smiled to herself, remembering all the times she had cuffed the submissive big girl to it and played 'the memory game' or had beaten her in a sexfight, taking her underwear as a trophy. Stepping over to the chest of drawers, she opened one and picked up a pretty red thong; holding it up to her face, she breathed in and closed her eyes, a reminiscent smile playing on her lips. Annoyingly, a second knock on the door brought her abruptly back from her memories. "Oh for fuck sake, what now?" she snapped, dropping the thong back in the drawer and slamming it shut. Stomping over to the door, she sighed and opened it. "Yes?" she hissed, followed by a startled gasp as her eyes focused on the figure standing before her. "Wow, is this how you greet all your guests?" Julia smiled. "Julia, erm... I... wasn't really expecting anyone," the blonde said sheepishly, looking down at the floor. "Evidently, may I come in? I come bearing gifts," she chirped, slipping off her shoulder bag and pulling out a large bottle of gin. "Erm... yeah okay," the little blonde shrugged, stepping aside to let her guest in, "not working at the pub tonight then?" "No, I asked Ted if I could have tonight off," said Julia sitting down on the sofa. "What and he let you, on a Saturday?" "Yep." "Oh right, any particular reason?" "So I could come and keep you company," the Goth purred, "got any glasses?" she asked, opening the gin. "How did you know I would be on my own?" Sarah asked, handing her two glasses and a bottle of tonic. "I overheard you and Wendy talking, she's in London isn't she?" "Yes she is, but I could have had someone else here with me." "Oh come on Sarah," Julia laughed, "I don't mean to be rude, but you haven't exactly got many friends around here have you? So I knew you would be here alone, busily swatting away at your work like a good little girl," she smirked, handing Sarah her drink. "Oh thanks, no offence taken," the blonde muttered, taking a sip from her glass, "so you thought you'd just pop round to take the piss?" "No not at all, I just thought I'd take this opportunity to get to know you a little better that's all." "Why? You've never bothered before," said Sarah coldly, perching on the edge of her bed. "Jesus, are you always this cagey?" Julia smiled, taking a sip from her glass, "maybe this will relax you a bit." Digging into her bag again, she produced a large joint; lighting it and taking a drag, she walked across and handed it to her anxious host. Shrugging, Sarah took a long drag and handed it back to her; fighting the urge to cough, she smiled at Julia as she sat down on the bed next to her. "Oooh, you rebel," the Goth teased, "I half expected you to turn it down." "Why? I do smoke weed occasionally." "I dunno," Julia shrugged, "I guess I thought you don't really look the type." "How ironic! You judging someone by their appearance," Sarah scoffed, taking another drag. "Hmm, sorry." said Julia, slipping of her leather jacket to reveal a dark blue top with lace sleeves. "That's nice," said Sarah. "Thanks, you know, I was sort of hoping you'd answer the door dressed in one of your old fashioned dresses and your little frilly socks." Julia smiled, looking at Sarah in her jeans and plain grey t-shirt. "I don't dress like that all the time you know," said the little blonde, topping up her glass. "Pity, it suits you; it makes you look... innocent." "Huh, thanks, I think," said Sarah, smiling at her guest. As they talked, passing the joint between them and topping up their glasses, Sarah couldn't disguise her attraction to Julia; looking into her eyes, she noticed she was wearing contact lenses that made them violet in colour to match the streaks in her black hair. The more she looked at the Goth girl, the more she could feel the yearning building in the pit of her stomach, even though she knew nothing could happen between them, after all, Julia was straight, wasn't she? "So, you think I look innocent, do you?" smiled Sarah, lying back on the bed, relaxed. "Mmm yeah, 'look' being the operative word," said Julia, raising her eyebrows at the blonde. "What do you mean?" "Oh come off it Sarah, we both know you are nowhere near as innocent as you look." "Oh right, and how do you know that then?" said Sarah, sitting back up and looking straight into Julia's violet eyes. "Well, let me put it this way," smiled Julia, leaning in to whisper, "you should have turned your radio up higher." Sarah's eyes widened as her guest sat smiling at her reaction; feeling her insides turn to water; she tried to force the words out. "Wha... you... " "I've heard what you and Wendy get up to in here when I've been walking past the door to visit my mate down the hallway," the Goth purred, finishing her drink, "I've always known that you and Wendy were, erm, shall we say, more than friends." "Ha... have you told anyone else?" the blonde asked, her heart beating faster. "No, but I can't be the only one that's heard Wendy gasping and groaning in here; that poor girl, what on earth have you been doing to her?" Julia smiled, refilling her glass. "It was... just a game," said Sarah, her voice faltering as she knocked back the rest of her drink. "Ohhh, I see," Julia giggled, "who won?" "I need to go to the bathroom," said the little blonde in panicked tone; running into the bathroom, she shut the door and leaned over the toilet, the saliva building up in her mouth. 'Oh God, please don't be sick,' she thought, trying to swallow it back but it was no good, seconds later, she retched and a torrent of vomit exploded from her mouth, quickly followed by a second and a third. Eventually she settled; going over to the wash basin she rinsed her mouth out and splashed her face, the cold water refreshing her a little. Stepping back into the room she found Julia lying on her bed, lighting up another joint. "Hello there, feeling better?" she smiled, putting the joint in the ashtray. "I want you to leave... please," said Sarah, in the firmest tone she could manage. "No you don't... " replied Julia, getting up off the bed slowly walking right up to the little blonde until their faces were just inches apart, "do you?" Unable to look her in the eyes, Sarah looked down at the floor and shook her head. "Why don't we go and sit on the bed?" Julia whispered, softly kissing her on the neck. "Okay." Leading Sarah back over to the bed, she sat down next to her. "Sarah, look at me... please," she said softly. "I can't," she muttered, still looking down at the floor. "Why not? You don't usually have a problem doing it." Julia purred, putting her arm round the pretty little blonde. "What do you mean?" "You know exactly what I mean," she smiled, "I've caught you looking at me plenty of times, quickly turning away and pretending you weren't." "I... I just think you look interesting, that's all," the blonde said, finally looking up at Julia. The two girls slowly leaned towards each other until their lips met; unable to stop herself, Sarah grabbed the back of Julia's head and pushed her tongue deep into her mouth. With a gentle shove Julia pushed the little blonde on to her back, moaning wantonly, she pulled the Goth girl on top of her, running her hands down her back to her lycra clad bum cheeks. "Oh God, I want you!" Sarah gasped, digging her fingers into the soft flesh. "Shhh, it's okay," Julia whispered, "just relax." Pulling Sarah's t-shirt over her head to reveal a plain white bra, she then unzipped her jeans and pulled then off, a smile spreading across her face as her gaze fell on the big pink knickers with black lace trim. "Hmm wow, you really like all this retro stuff don't you?" she smiled, undoing the bra and dropping it on the floor; slowly kissing down Sarah's neck and chest, she pursed her lips around her left nipple and gently sucked it, feeling it stiffen in her mouth. "Oh... oh God... Julia!" she groaned, running her fingers through her hair. "Lie on your back." "Why?" "Well, you like playing games don't you; so why don't we play one? Lie on your back." Julia smiled wickedly. "Okay." As Sarah lay back, Julia dug around in her bag and pulled out two pairs of fur lined handcuffs. "Give me your wrists," said Julia, a slightly firmer tone in her voice. The little blonde obeyed without question, offering her wrists as each was cuffed to the bedstead. "There we go," the Goth smiled, "comfortable?" "Hmmm," her captive nodded, looking nervously at her. "Don't worry Sarah; we're going to have some fun." Getting up off the bed, Julia looked in her bag and took out a pair of nipple clamps attached by a length of chain, showing them to Sarah, she then gently attached them to her erect nipples making her wince and groan, her leg's wriggling as Julia gave a little tug on the chain. "Oww... ow... oww... Julia please!" she gasped. "Shhh... sh... sh... it's okay," Julia whispered, digging into her bag yet again. "For God sake, what else have you got in that bag?" Sarah groaned, "What the hell are you; some sort of deviant Mary Poppins?" "Hmm, very good," smiled Julia, holding up a ball gag, "come on Sarah, open wide." "Julia... I'm... " "Open wide, it's alright." said Julia softly, gently running her fingers through her hair. As she slowly relaxed and opened her mouth, Julia put the gag in place and fastened it. "That's it, good girl," she whispered, kissing her on the forehead. Getting up off the bed again, Julia looked down at the little blonde. "Hmmm, something's not quite right here," she said, looking Sarah up and down. "Aha, that's it!" she chirped, kneeling down next to her captive, "which drawer do you keep your socks in?" "Hmm?" she groaned, her eyes widening behind her glasses. "Tell me." "Hmmmff," she nodded at a chest of drawers in the corner. Rooting through the drawers, Julia eventually came across what she was looking for, a pair of white ankle socks with lace frills around the top; taking off Sarah's plain black ones, she replaced them. "Ahh, that's better," the Goth smiled. Standing up, she then stripped down to a red and black satin bra and panties. The blonde moaned lustfully as she took in the sight of her semi naked captor, her breathing getting heavier as she knelt down next to her. "Ready?" "Hmmm," the little blonde nodded. Gently tugging the chain linking the nipple clamps, Julia slipped her left hand inside Sarah's underwear and ran her fingers over the soft moistening folds, making the blonde give out a long muffled groan. "Hhhhmmmmff... ohhhhhhh... fffuuck!" "Is that nice?" "Hmmmmfff... hhhhmmm!" Sarah groaned, nodding her head furiously as the biting pain of clamps mixed with the sensation of Julia's fingers stroking her throbbing clit. Slipping two fingers into Sarah's drenched pussy, the Goth smiled as her captive moaned submissively, the climax welling up within her. Sarah's Visitor "That's it, come on Sarah," she whispered, slipping a third finger inside and pushing them deeper. "Mmmmmffff... ohhhhhhhhhh... yyyeeaahh!" the blonde groaned, riding the probing fingers and pulling hard at the cuffs. Moments later she arched her back and gave a guttural roar as her body was racked by a shattering orgasm, coursing through every vein and washing over her in waves. As she gradually began to settle, Julia softly kissed her on the cheek and used the grey t-shirt to wipe the dribble away from round the gag. "There you go, was that nice?" "Hmmm," she nodded, her eyes barely open. "Don't you start falling asleep, we've only just started," Julia giggled, giving a tug on the chain. "Ohhhhh... ffffuuuck... mmmfff!" the blonde groaned, her pretty blue eyes widening behind her glasses. "That's it, wakey wakey," Julia giggled. Slipping the knickers down Sarah's legs, she dropped them off the bed and looked down at the neatly trimmed wisp of blonde hair and the pink, wet, glistening pussy. "Hmmm, nice," Julia purred, gently running the tip of her finger over the stiff clit, making the little blonde groan and whimper; her legs thrashing around on the bed as the shockwaves rippled through her. Looking in her bag again, Julia produced a large purple vibrator; smiling, she held it in front of her captive's face. "Shall we try this?" she purred, giving another tug on the chain. "Aaaoowwff... mmmmm!" Sarah nodded, pulling at the cuffs. "Do you want me to take these off?" she asked, tugging the chain. "Mmmff... yyeah." "Okay," the Goth smiled, unscrewing the clamps and dropping them on the floor. Switching the vibrator on she gently rested against the little blonde's throbbing clit, making her thrash around wildly; her ecstatic shrieks muffled by the ball gag. "Ohhh... hhhh... fffffuu... uucckk... yyyeee... aahh!" "Ohhh yeah, you like that don't you?" Julia teased, pushing the tip just inside the soaked lips. "Ohhh... God... ffffuuucck... yeeah... yyyeeaahhh!" Pushing the whole length inside, she began to slowly thrust the toy in and out, gradually increasing the speed as Sarah pushed her hips upwards to meet each thrust; groaning and whimpering as the amazing sensation was slammed into her. Feeling herself slipping once more, she closed her eyes and shook her head, trying to hold on for as long as she could. "Thaat's it come on," Julia whispered, thrusting harder; clenching her fists, Sarah pulled desperately at the cuffs and let out a muffled scream as the orgasm tore through her body, slamming her feet into the bed as wave after wave washed over her. Cum surged from her pussy, splashing on to the bed and drenching Julia's hand. "Thaat's it, good girl," she purred. Licking her fingers and smiling down at the exhausted blonde as she began to settle. Leaning over, she unfastened the ball gag and removed it, dropping it on the floor next to the nipple clamps. "Are you okay?" she asked, running her fingers through Sarah's hair. "Oh God yes, that was beautiful," she groaned, "Are you going to un-cuff me now?" "Okay," Julia smiled; releasing Sarah from the cuffs, the blonde then sat up next to her on the edge of the bed. "Well, what would you like to do next?" the Goth asked, gently running her hand down Sarah's face. "Well after all that, I could do with a drink," said Sarah, getting up, "do you want one?" "Yeah, go on then." Fixing the drinks, Sarah then sat down on the sofa and beckoned her guest over; sitting down next to her, Julia took her glass and smiled. "Well, this is nice isn't it?" she giggled, taking a sip. "Hmm, even though one of us is slightly overdressed," the blonde smirked, casting her eyes over Julia's pretty underwear. "Oh I see, fair enough," said Julia, putting her glass down; slowly taking off her bra and panties, she smiled at Sarah's lustful expression, "is that better?" "Yes," the little blonde swooned as she took in the sight of the beautiful naked body standing before her. Her gaze fell on the firm ample breasts; the left one had a small bar piercing through the nipple, both of which were firmly erect. Moving her gaze down, her eyes settled on the luscious shaven pussy, with its sweet pink lips and thin strip of dark trimmed hair. Sinking to her knees in front of her, Sarah softly kissed her navel, gradually moving down until she rolled her tongue over the moist soft flesh and sucked on the rapidly stiffening clit, making the Goth moan wantonly. "Oh my God Sarah, yes... yes!" she gasped, grabbing the back of the little blonde's head as she tried to hold her there. Licking and sucking harder, she continued her oral assault as Julia fell back on to the sofa, her legs buckling as the shockwaves sapped her of all her strength. "Ohhhh... ffuckin... hell!" she wailed, grabbing a cushion to cover her face as Sarah's tongue pushed deeper, causing the muscles to spasm. Seconds later, Julia screamed into the cushion as the little blonde pushed her past the point of no return, her body writhing and squirming as the euphoria burst within her. Eventually, it subsided, her body falling limp; pulling the cushion away, Sarah smiled at her and gently brushed the hair away from her face. "Are you alright?" "Yes, my God, Wendy is one very lucky girl," Julia groaned, sitting back up. "Mmm," sighed Sarah, looking down at the floor. "What's the matter?" "I just wish you hadn't mentioned Wendy." "Oh, sorry," said Julia, pulling an awkward face, "don't worry; it's not as if she will ever find out is it?" "I know, but it doesn't stop me feeling guilty though," said Sarah, sitting back on the sofa. "Look, it's only the once, we'll never do this again, it's just a few stolen hours," the Goth smiled, putting her arm round her, "come on, let's go and lie on the bed." With the guilt still eating at her but unable to resist, she followed Julia over to the bed; falling into each other's arms, they kissed passionately, their tongues wrestling as their hands explored each other's bodies. Forcing Julia on to her back, Sarah slipped between her legs and began grinding her pussy against hers. "Oh my God... fuck... yes!" Julia gasped, her violet eyes springing wide open with shock, her throbbing clit sending her senses reeling. The little blonde growled as she thrust down harder, making Julia cry out with pleasure, clawing wildly at the bed. "Ohhhhhh... oh God... Sarah... SARAH... YES... YEEEESS!" "Come on Julia, sing for me!" Unable to hold on, she succumbed to another shuddering climax, the pleasure coursing through her as Sarah held on to her leg, ensuring she was trapped. "AAAHH... SARAH... SARAH... OHHH... FFFUUCK..YYEEAHHH!" Giving an ecstatic groan, Julia fell back on to the bed, her body totally spent; lying down beside her, Sarah smiled and kissed her on the cheek, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Well, how was that?" she whispered. "Oh my God, that was bloody amazing," Julia groaned, slowly getting her breath back. "So, you've never done anything like that before then?" "I've never done anything with another girl before, you're my first time," said Julia quietly, looking straight into Sarah's pretty blue eyes. "Really, why me?" "Because I had a feeling you liked me, so I thought I'd come round here and see if I was right." "Well, you... " Just then, Sarah's mobile rang; feeling her insides churn; she looked over at Julia and answered it. "Hi baby... " Thanks for reading... MELD.