13 comments/ 30130 views/ 39 favorites Thanks to Shelley Ch. 01 By: geekylezuk This is my first attempt and submission to Literotica, so please be gentle! All constructive feedback and comments would be gratefully received. The story is semi-autobiographical, a little bit of me and a little bit of fantasy. All names are fictional -- even the name of the dog. Hope you enjoy! Geeky_lez ***************************** Lying haphazardly on top of the duvet, Sophie slowly opened her eyes. Sun poured through the open curtains as she buried her face into the pillows, letting out a tired sigh -- another day had begun! A familiar scratch and snort roused her from her semi-conscious state as Shelly nuzzled against her arm that was hanging over the side of the bed. 'Morning Princess,' whispered Sophie as she ruffled Shelley's soft fur and scratched her behind her ear. 'Breakfast?' she asked softly before Shelley began bounding down the stairs, yapping loudly and wagging her tail furiously. It seemed today was going to be the same as every other day. Standing naked and stretching her arms above her head, Sophie caught her reflection in the mirror. For a moment she gazed at the image staring back at her. She had lost a lot of weight lately and had regained her figure from all those years ago. Her slender and firm body was covered in fair skin that refused to tan, no matter how much time she spent in the sun! Her wavy natural blonde hair was tousled with sleep and hung down over her large, piercing blue eyes. Her breasts were small but firm and showed very little sag, even though she was now officially in her thirties, and her once robust and large thighs had now become toned and shapely like her ass, thanks to all the recent gym visits. Grabbing a robe and her glasses she began to follow the persistent sound of barking downstairs and to the kitchen. Dropping the food in the bowl and putting the coffee machine on in robotic fashion, Sophie then lit a cigarette and stood at the screen door staring into the sun soaked back yard. It was already mid-morning -- she had slept late -- again! As Shelley explored the backyard after her breakfast, Sophie returned upstairs with coffee to jump in the shower. It had been nearly five months that she had been living alone, since she had told her partner of nearly eleven years that she wasn't happy anymore. She knew it would be difficult, all her memories and adult life had involved Eve, but it just wasn't working anymore. If she were honest, it hadn't been right for a number of years. Sophie had changed beyond recognition throughout their relationship -- weight gain, anti-social, withdrawn. Enough was enough and she had taken the huge step to make changes. It had been the right decision. She hadn't been happy for a long time. But now? Well ... she still wasn't happy...in fact, most of the time, she had felt miserable! Those same voices kept whispering in the back of her mind, making her doubt herself and crush any new self-confidence she had built up over the last five months. Who would ever want you now? Eve had loved her, in her own way. But they had become like sisters, dependable, reliable. In short, it had become the same routine day in, day out. Sophie knew that she wanted, no, needed more. Now she was convinced she had never actually deserved more. Water cascaded down her body as she showered and wondered how she was going to spend her day. Although she had errands to run she lacked motivation and she knew she was going to drift through the day, wondering and day-dreaming of what might have been, just like every other day. Stepping out of the shower she wandered to the bedroom naked, letting herself air-dry as she finished her coffee. Well, at least the sun was shining and the day was warm. As she dressed in her denim shorts, vest top and sandals, Shelley bounded up the stairs with her relentless enthusiasm, that familiar twinkle in her big brown eyes. Laughing aloud, Sophie bent down and petted her firmly, loving that at least there was one female that gave her unconditional and unquestioned love. 'To the park?' Sophie asked aloud and laughed again as Shelley dashed to the front door and sat patiently waiting for her lead to be attached. Clipping on the lead and heading out the door, Sophie scrolled through her playlists on her iPod as she shut the noise of the world out. Being careful to avoid certain songs and artists (Adele, no thank you, far too depressing) she began to stride to the local shop to pick up her obligatory paper and can of coke before heading to the park. The midday sun was fervid on her skin as she let Shelley off her lead, ambling aimlessly around the busy local park. Families were happily playing games, children were whopping with delight on the swings and slide, and teenagers were fooling around with footballs and Frisbees. Sophie felt the familiar bitterness consume her, followed by the all too familiar pang of guilt for being so resentful of other's happiness. After their usual circuit of the park, Sophie and Shelley stopped by the drinking fountain to fill the large metal dog bowl (which was attached to the bottom of a fountain by a very large chain, who on earth would actually want to take it?) in order to refresh themselves from the heat. As Shelley lapped gratefully from the bowl, Sophie cracked open her can of coke before they found a secluded area in the shade to cool off. As Shelley enjoyed her usual investigations of the trees and shrubs nearby, Sophie opened her paper, kicked off her sandals and skimmed through the gossip columns and problem pages first, as she always did. The problem pages always made her feel better ('My husband is having an affair with my sister's cross-dressing cousin,' 'My daughter has married a human cannonball and run away with the circus,' 'I have been sleeping with 42 different men and don't know who has fathered my twins,' -- at least my life isn't THAT complicated). Engrossed in the paper and still listening to the familiar drone of Green Day on her iPod, Sophie suddenly realised that Shelley was nowhere to be seen. Glancing around quickly, becoming more and more worried, Sophie jumped to her feet, ripping the earphones away, whistling and calling out to Shelley as she began jogging around the surrounding area. Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, Sophie spotted a blur of white and tan fur streaking towards a nearby tree. Shelley's tail was whipping back and forth furiously as she yelped excitedly. Breaking into a sprint, Sophie dashed after her, trying in vain to call her to heel. Rounding the large oak tree, slightly out of breath, Sophie stopped dead in her tracks. Shelley had pounced on someone! 'I'm so, so sorry!' Sophie babbled as she gripped Shelley's collar and tore her away from the person lying behind the tree. 'She's not vicious at all, she just gets a little over friendly sometimes, I'm sorry she disturbed you...' she continued to ramble on before realising that the air had filled with the most incredible sound. Giggling. 'Awww, that's ok. She's so cute. What's her name?' came the voice. Sophie stared down, awestruck at what she was now looking at. Long, firm, toned and tanned legs (perhaps a Mediterranean ancestry?) were crossed at the ankles, a tight cotton skirt reaching mid thigh, a loose fitting vest top draped over and hid a petite torso and ample breasts. Raven black hair cascaded over olive skinned shoulders. But it was the eyes, those piercing green eyes that caused Sophie to lose all ability to talk. 'Erm.. are you ok?' came the same caramel voice again, snapping Sophie out of her daze. 'What? Oh..yeah. Sorry. Erm... Shelley. Her name's Shelley.' Sophie managed to stammer out, feeling herself flush bright red, her eyes dropping down to her feet as she began to tug Shelley away. 'Like I say, sorry we disturbed you.' 'That's ok, I love dogs. My Gran used to have a King Charles Cavalier just like Shelley. My name's Alex by the way.' 'Oh my god! I thought the eyes had me, but that smile was something else!' Sophie thought to herself. 'She's lovely really, just no manners.' Sophie attempted to smile back, feeling very self conscious. Why hadn't she put on make-up before she left the house? Or a least made a bit of effort with her hair. 'Well I think she's adorable.' Alex reached out and stroked the top of Shelley's head and behind her ears, earning a lick of gratitude for her trouble. 'Now, I know you're Shelley, and we know I'm Alex...' she began, talking to the dog, before looking up and Sophie and dazzling her with that smile again '...and now we're just waiting for one more introduction.' Butterflies fluttered in Sophie's stomach as she felt herself blush even brighter, embarrassed that she hadn't introduced herself properly. 'Sorry. My name's Sophie. Very pleased to meet you Alex.' Sophie returned Alex's smile and began to fiddle with Shelley's lead, desperately thinking about what to say next, wanting to continue with the conversation, and not wanting it to end. Fortunately, it seemed that Alex was just as keen to continue chatting. 'And it's a pleasure to meet you Sophie. You too Shelley.' She stroked her again. 'Feel like joining me? I'm trying to work on my tan?' Was that nervousness I heard in her voice? Sophie wondered. 'Erm, sure. But I don't tan, so I may just sit in the shade. Plus Shelley will overheat with all her fur.' Nice one Sophie, smooth! Alex bit her lip and looked up at Sophie, considering her carefully. 'Tell you what, how about we grab a drink from the café and find some shade to cool off in?' she asked. 'Sounds great. My treat, to apologise for Shelley's attack.' Sophie giggled as Alex got to her feet, gathering her bag and book before starting to head off to the café. Sophie clipped the lead back on Shelley and quickly bent down to ruffle her fur before quickly whispering 'Good girl,' and following Alex. ***************************** Both women quickly fell into comfortable conversation as they stretched out below a large horse chestnut tree in the corner of the park, drinking iced mochas as Shelley lay out dozing at Sophie's feet. For the first time in months Sophie felt genuinely relaxed and carefree as the two new friends talked about everything and nothing at all. Alex had told her that she was 27 and working at a local law firm, hoping to make partner one day. She had moved to the area to be closer to family and she lived alone in the centre of town. Sophie had told Alex about her work as a local high school science teacher and how she lived alone too. They found out they had similar tastes in books and music but completely different tastes in movies -- Sophie was a massive horror fan whereas Alex couldn't get enough of Romcoms -- movies that Sophie absolutely loathed. Throughout their time chatting, Sophie couldn't help but sneak furtive glances at the gorgeous woman sat beside her. Alex was absolutely stunning and Sophie found it hard to concentrate at times, particularly when Alex leant back on her elbows to stretch out in the shade. All too soon it was time for Sophie to head home. She stood and clipped the lead to Shelley as she thanked Alex for her company. For the last half an hour she had been struggling inside her own head as how to ask whether Alex would like to meet again. Hell, she wasn't even sure if Alex were gay, life just wasn't that kind! Low self confidence won out and Sophie lost her nerve, stammering an awkward goodbye before turning around and beginning to amble back along the pathway towards home feeling dejected and cross with herself for being so cowardly. After just a few steps she felt a soft, warm hand reach out and fall onto her shoulder, sending goose bumps all over her arm as she realised that she was now holding her breath. She slowly turned round to see Alex smiling shyly at her, biting her lip and looking directly up into her eyes. 'Oh god, doesn't she know how that smile and those eyes must drive people crazy?' thought Sophie as she almost drowned in Alex's piercing green gaze. 'Sophie...' Alex began softly, there was definitely nervousness in her voice now, '... would you like to have dinner sometime?' 'Breathe! Breathe! Breathe!' Sophie had to remind herself to take a breath before blurting out her answer. 'I'd love to!' 'Great. Here's my number. How about you come over to mine on Saturday? I'm happy to cook something for us, or we can go out or whatever...' Alex was talking softly but very quickly as she handed Sophie a business card. Their fingers brushed lightly as the exchange was made and both women felt the electrical surge pass between. 'Dinner at yours sounds lovely.' Sophie managed to reply as she desperately tried to regulate her breathing again. 'I'll call you Friday to make arrangements, ok?' 'Ok, speak to you Friday. Bye Shelley.' Alex quickly ruffled Shelley's fur one last time before turning away and walking slowly back across the expansive grass, heading for home. Sophie watched entranced as her ass swayed sexily under her skirt with ever step. Alex glanced back over her shoulder, flashing her dazzling smile and waving back at Sophie as she stood transfixed. Reluctantly turning away herself, Sophie began her stroll back up the path in the opposite direction, a huge grin spreading over her face. Shelley wagged her tail as she walked to heel beside her, looking up to Sophie. Sophie grinned back down at her beloved dog. 'You...you are a star! I owe you big time!' Sophie laughed as she bent to pet Shelley. Then it hit her hard! Today was only Tuesday! It was going to be a very long week! ***************************** It was an excruciatingly long week indeed. Several times Sophie dragged Shelley around the park over and over again, always on the look out for Alex, hoping to just be able to say hello, and stare into those green eyes again. She knew she could probably just phone her, but her pride and nervousness worked against her. She said she would call Friday. Once Friday had finally arrived Sophie paced back and forth with her phone in her hand, repeating and rehearsing every tiny detail of the conversation in her head. Of course, by the time she had finally plucked up the courage to actually dial Alex's number she had made herself a gibbering wreck and all her well meant plans were quickly forgotten. Alex's caramel voice was just as alluring as Sophie remembered from the park as they chatted about their week. They agreed for Sophie to drive over to Alex's place for seven o'clock the following evening. After checking Sophie taste in food and allergies (kiwis, sultanas, raisins and bee stings ... although Sophie was pretty confident that Alex probably didn't use stings in her cooking?) Alex had promised a veritable feast of Italian food. Sophie had insisted on bringing wine and dessert (offering dessert had of course caused both women to giggle and flirt outrageously) and everything was set. Sophie was convinced she had no chance of sleeping that night, the anticipation and adrenaline pulsating through her body simply wouldn't allow it. ***************************** Sophie spent Saturday trying to keep herself busy by running errands and visiting family and friends, anything to keep her mind off that evening and trying to keep her nerves at bay. She and Alex had agreed to keep things casual as they were eating in but she still spent what seemed like an eternity to choose what she was going to wear. Soaking herself in the bath and carefully shaving herself, ahem, everywhere, she ensured that she styled her hair carefully and put on a light amount of make up. She dressed herself in her favourite purple silk thong and bra with the black lace trim before slipping on her skin tight years and tight pink vest top, showing just a hint of the top of her firm breasts. Her black stilettos finished off the outfit perfectly. Studying her reflection in the mirror she was happy with the affect -- definitely casual but still a little sexy. Checking the time and packing up the dessert and wine she began to feel her nerves building as she programmed in Alex's address into her iPod's map feature. Sophie settled Shelley down on her bed, promising her that she would be home later and headed out the door. The drive was hindered by the Saturday evening traffic and Sophie's inability to follow the directions correctly first time. Eventually she arrived at the tall rise townhouse that Alex lived in and pulled up outside. It was ten past seven. Dam, she was late and that wasn't helping her anxiety levels. Even though she was late, Sophie gave herself a moment to compose herself before stepping out of the car and nervously approaching Alex's front door. Gripping the bag of dessert and wine in one hand and raising her other to knock on the door, Sophie held her breathe. Watching the shadow appear behind the glass door Sophie felt her heart thump relentlessly in her chest before the door swung open. Raven hair spilled over her shoulders, dark yet very alluring makeup accented those piercing green eyes and a deep red gloss amplified that stunning smile. Oh my god, she's an absolute goddess! 'Sorry I'm late,' Sophie all but whispered as she felt her eyes run slowly down the length of Alex's body. She was wearing a very simple, very tight little black dress and red heels. So much for casual! 'You look stunning.' Sophie blurted. Laughing softly, Alex stepped forward and took Sophie's empty hand, pulling her gently across the threshold of the door. 'Thank you, you look gorgeous,' Alex almost purred as she closed the door and reached up to place a very delicate, soft kiss on Sophie's cheek before inviting her into the lounge. Sophie felt like she might faint! Soft music played in the background as both women sat down to enjoy a glass of wine together, falling back into the easy and relaxed conversation meant for two friends that had known each other for years. Sophie complimented Alex on her home which was tastefully decorated in neutral tones and had a minimalist feel about it. Delicious smells of pasta, lasagne and meatballs wafted through the house from the nearby kitchen as they sat together in the dining room, sharing the brushetta that Alex had made before moving onto the main course. Sophie once again complimented Alex, this time for her obvious talent for cooking. They talked of how Alex spent many summers in Southern Italy with distant relatives, learning how to cook real Italian food. It truly was divine, and even the butterflies in Sophie's stomach couldn't stop her from eating. 'So can you speak Italian?' Sophie asked. 'Perché sì posso,' replied Alex before Sophie looked lost, raising her eyebrows in question. 'That means...Why yes I can.' Alex explained. 'I'd love to speak another language,' sighed Sophie wistfully. 'You can always learn a new language,' encouraged Alex. 'Volete saperne di più vino?' Alex raised the wine bottle over Sophie's glass and Sophie instantly realised what she had been asked. 'No, I better not have any more wine, I'm driving,' she responded as she put her hand over the top of her glass meaning that Alex couldn't pour any in. Instantly frozen, both women felt themselves being drawn into each other's eyes. Sophie felt she was being devoured by Alex's sharp green gaze, her eyes looked almost hooded as she whispered... 'Muovi la tua mano.' Sophie looked perplexed, staring back at Alex, unmoving and obviously clueless to this last statement. 'Muovi la tua mano,' Alex stated again, 'Move your hand.' Stunned, Sophie slowly withdrew her hand and watched as Alex poured an ample amount of wine into her glass without hesitation. Looking directly into Sophie's surprised blue eyes Alex let a sexy and knowing smirk creep across her face as she softly breathed -- Thanks to Shelley Ch. 01 'Tu non vai da nessuna parte stasera.' Alex slowly got up from her chair and moved around to move Sophie's empty dinner plate, carefully leaning down and brushing a soft kiss directly on the transfixed woman's lips before again explaining herself more clearly -- 'You're not going anywhere tonight.' Sophie felt a stirring deep inside her stomach, and knew that this time it wasn't nerves. It was sheer, unadulterated desire for this incredible woman. She watched as Alex sashayed her way back into the kitchen to fix the Tiramisu dessert that Sophie had bought with her. Without thinking, Sophie was on her feet and blindly following Alex into the kitchen, her breasts heaving as her breathing quickened and she felt a familiar tingle down in her pussy. With the new found confidence of a woman knowing what she desired, Sophie crept up on Alex as she placed the dirty dishes on the side. Stepping closely into her and wrapping her arms around Alex's waist, Sophie heard and felt Alex gasp before she melted back into her embrace. Sophie rested her head on an olive smooth shoulder and nuzzled teasingly into Alex's shell like ear, eliciting a soft murmur. 'Tell me you want me to stay,' Sophie whispered as she trailed soft wet kisses down Alex's ear, neck and shoulder, pushing aside the gorgeous woman's silky smooth black hair. 'Stai con me stanotte,' Alex breathlessly whispered as she pressed back against Sophie, 'Stay with me tonight.' 'Are you sure?' Sophie teased as she felt Alex squirming in her arms, feeling goose bumps appear over Alex's arms as she traced her lips and tongue from the nape of Alex's neck to her spine as she ran her hands down the sides of her glorious body, lightly brushing her firm breasts. 'Per favore, ti prego resta con me stasera amore - ho bisogno di te così male,' Alex whimpered as she began to turn round in Sophie's arms to face her. 'Please, please stay with me tonight love - I need you so badly.' Sophie crushed her lips against Alex's as she passionately embraced her. Biting softly of her lower lip and wrapping her arms tightly around her waist Sophie felt Alex moan into her mouth as she caressed her tongue with her own. Panting heavily, Sophie pressed Alex up against the kitchen counter as she run her hands down the younger woman's thighs and slowly starting to trace her finger nails up under her skirt. Alex broke the kiss and clung around Sophie's neck, her knees weak as her pussy twitched as she was teased by those glorious fingers. Biting lightly on Sophie's earlobe she groaned into her ear, whispering in Italian again -- 'Ho bisogno di te nel mio letto, ora.' Pulling back and resting her forehead softly against Alex's forehead, catching her breath, Sophie stared quizzically into those twinkling green eyes that were now filled with unmistakeable lust. Alex began to softly push Sophie back, away from her, smirking knowingly; loving that her soon to be lover was so intrigued by her sexy Italian mutterings. As Sophie's face began to fall, disappointed and obviously thinking that she was being told to stop, Alex grabbed her hand and forcibly started dragging her through the kitchen and towards the back of the house, before turning round to whisper in her ear a translation -- 'I need you in my bed, now.' Grinning from ear to ear and pushing Alex quicker towards their destination, Sophie giggled back -- 'Lead the way!' ***************************** Scrambling to the bedroom, both women were desperate to touch and hold one another. Hands roamed and caressed bodies, desires were heightening and the air was filled with a mixture of lustful moans and whimpering. Sophie pushed Alex backwards towards her bed as her hands began stroking up and over the olive skinned thighs once more, intending to finish what she had began in the kitchen. Kissing Alex more deeply, their tongues duelling relentlessly, Sophie ran her hands up and under the tight black skirt to caress Alex's firm ass, and she gasped into her mouth. She wasn't wearing any underwear! Alex giggled knowingly as she opened her eyes and stared into Sophie's surprised face, biting down on her blonde lover's bottom lip, teasing her. Sophie could feel Alex's stiffening nipples pressing through her dress and caressing her own chest, obviously no bra either! How hadn't she noticed at dinner? She's such a tease! Well two can play at that game! Sophie's desire took over her completely as she flung Alex down on the bed, making the younger woman gasp as she fell. Instantly, Sophie pounced on her and effortlessly pinned the raven haired woman's hands above her head before kissing her hard and deep, pressing their bodies' together forcibly. As Alex began to desperately struggle against Sophie's grip, wanting to caress her, trying desperately to grind herself against her new lover's body, Sophie trailed hot wet kisses down her chin, neck, collar bone and finally reached her intended destination. She quickly and hungrily took Alex's right nipple into her mouth, biting through the material of the dress and sucking hard. Alex instantly arched her back, trying to force more of her breast into Sophie's hot mouth. 'Si prega di toccare me! Per favore!' Alex hissed through clenched teeth as Sophie switched to her other nipple, laving it hotly with her tongue before raking it with her teeth through the dress and sucking it into her mouth, moaning with desire. Sophie didn't need a translation this time -- she knew that Alex was begging to be touched from the way the sexy Mediterranean woman was writhing underneath her. Suddenly, Sophie pulled back, releasing Alex's hands and stood over her, staring down at the dishevelled woman lying spread out on the bed, breathing heavily with desire, moaning and whimpering. 'Take off your dress.' Sophie huskily demanded as she devoured her Italian lover's appearance through hooded eyes. Slowly, Alex knelt up of the bed, staring right back at Sophie, holding her gaze before gripping the hem of her dress and slowly pulling it off, over her head and tossing it to the floor. Both women remained motionless, breathing heavily as Sophie's eyes caressed Alex's heavenly body as she knelt on the bed in just her heels. Sophie moaned softly as she noticed trails of wetness running down the inside of Alex's thighs and she felt her own pussy tingle and throb. As if in slow motion, Alex bent down onto her hands and knees and began to prowl forward, crawling excruciatingly slowly towards Sophie, their eyes locked. Alex smirked as she noticed her lover's breath quicken, her chest starting to heave and her eyes wide as she watched her crawl closer and closer. Stopping at the foot of the bed, directly in front of Sophie, Alex teasingly reached up and trailed a single finger from the base of Sophie's neck, down between her breasts, over her stomach and stopped at the top of her jeans, before softly cupping her now throbbing pussy. 'Hai troppi vestiti sul mio amore. Lascia che ti aiuti toglierli.' Alex breathily whispered before undoing Sophie's jeans, kneeling in front of her as she began to push the jeans to the floor. Giving her a chaste kiss, she leaned into Sophie's ear and whispered the translation. 'You have far too many clothes on my love. Let me help you take them off.' Both women crushed their lips together in a passionate kiss as Sophie kicked off her shoes and jeans before Alex tugged her vest top up and over her head, discarding it across the room. Alex sat back on her heels and drank Sophie's appearance in, groaning at her fair skinned lover. She traced her fingers slowly over her purple silk bra before teasing Sophie's pussy lips through her thong, feeling the heat and wetness that had built up. She could feel Sophie shiver to her touch and press down against her hand. 'Bella, sei così bella!' Alex told Sophie how beautiful she was before pulling her back down on top of her, spreading her legs wantonly as there entwined their bodies, kissing passionately and allowing their hands to caress every inch of each others skin slowly. As Sophie took Alex's hard nipple back into her mouth, she felt soft hands reach around her back to undo her bra. Reluctantly she moved back, allowing the undergarment to be discarded before hungrily devouring Alex's other nipple. Alex clawed at Sophie's thong; desperate to get the blonde naked, but she was deliciously distracted by her lover's ministrations. Her nipples were engorged and tingled painfully with lust. As if reading her mind, Sophie began trailing her lips and tongue over Alex's firm tanned stomach, reaching up to roll her nipples between her thumb and fingers as she spread her olive legs open with her knees. 'Oh cazzo! Leccare il mio pussy!' Alex could feel Sophie's smile against her hot skin as she tantalisingly moved over her mons, using her teeth, lips and tongue to whip her lover into a frenzy. Sophie needed no translation for the last gasped Italian phrase. Trailing her tongue agonisingly slowly over her bare, smooth mound, Sophie parted Alex's dark brown lips with her fingers, wetness seeping out. She groaned when she saw the soft, pink inner lips of her lovers beautiful pussy. Gently placing butterfly kisses around the insides of Alex's thighs, Sophie looked up to find her lover watching her intently, her hips stating to lift and grind, desperate for contact. Smiling up into those striking green eyes, Sophie momentarily lifted her head and whispered 'Bella pussy' with a mischievous smirk. Alex giggled lightly before gasping with surprise as Sophie buried her head between her legs. She devoured her. Slipping her hands under Alex's tight, firm ass and lifting her hips to her mouth, Sophie swiped the flat of her tongue from the base of her slit, drawing it slowly upwards and teasingly flicking her clit just once. Alex grabbed handfuls of blonde hair as she pushed her lover's mouth firmly into her sex and wantonly began to gyrate her hips onto Sophie's face. Lustfully moaning into Alex's pussy, Sophie pressed her tongue deep into her dripping wet hole, lapping up the juice flowing freely as she stroked her clit softly with her fingers. Alex was panting and writhing with increased vigour and was already close to exploding. Desperate to make her gorgeous lover cum all over her face, Sophie clamped her lips around Alex's hard and throbbing clit and began to suck, lathing it with her tongue as she pushed three fingers into her sopping wet hole. 'Sì! Sì! Proprio lì! Cazzo me! Sto arrivando!' Alex was fucking her face and fingers with abandon now and screaming out in Italian. Sophie could tell from the wetness and grip of Alex's pussy that she was cumming. Sophie used her shoulders to pin down her writhing lover as she assaulted her pussy with her tongue and fingers, making her cum over and over again. Sticky wet juice flowed freely over her lips and chin as she devoured the gorgeous Italian woman who was now screaming so incoherently that Sophie had no idea what language she was speaking. Finally, Alex went limp and weakly pushed Sophie's face away from her pussy, breathless and dizzy from intense orgasms. 'Please...please...I can't take any more.' Alex stammered as she twitched uncontrollably. Sophie delicately kissed her lover's pussy one last time before crawling up over her body and sharing a soft, passion filled kiss. Alex wrapped her arms around her neck and nibbled on her ear, whispering 'Grazie' lazily in her ear. 'You're welcome,' Sophie smiled down at her lover as she wrapped her in her arms, allowing her to rest, both women falling into a light, contented sleep. ***************************** Rousing slowly from her light slumber, Sophie felt her own body squirming. She could feel her own wetness running down between her thighs as she stretched out languidly, suddenly aware of the soft weight on her chest. Her eyes lazily opened to see piercing green eyes watching her reaction as she felt her left nipple being caressed by Alex's warm wet tongue, her right nipple being stroked by her raven black hair. Sighing lustfully and watching transfixed, she felt Alex's smile surround her breast as she ran her hands through her lover's hair. Closing her eyes and melting back into the bed Sophie heard a growl escape her own lips. Just as suddenly as it had started, the blissful attention to her breasts stopped and she felt the lose of contact between their two naked bodies. Letting out a yelp of frustration, Sophie's eyes flew open to see Alex walking across the bedroom and into the bathroom. Anxious for release, Sophie slipped her hands between her own legs, closing her eyes with another sigh as she started to caress her own soaking wet pussy. She felt a sharp sting of a slap on the back of her hand and looked up to see Alex staring down at her, not saying a word. In her hand Alex held a harness and a double ended dildo, her eyes hooded with lust. She leant down and kissed Sophie passionately before lifting Sophie's hips and positioning half of the dildo into her pussy and tightening the harness. Sophie let out a fevered moan as she felt it enter and stretch her pussy and then quivered from the contact of the harness on her clit. Alex climbed onto the bed and straddled the other half of the dildo, standing up proud from between Sophie's legs, and slowly began to tease her own clit with the bulbous head. Leaning down to kiss her lover, she softly whispered -- 'Guarda me, tenere gli occhi aperti.' Sophie knew she was being told to keep her eyes open, to watch her gorgeous lover -- she didn't need to be told, she wouldn't have been able to tear her eyes away even if she tried! Straddling Sophie's hips, Alex grasped the fake cock and slowly lowered herself onto it. Sophie watched, rapt at how her pussy was stretched and filled by the phallus. She could see the wetness of her lover seeping down her thighs and pooling onto the harness as she caressed her hips to steady her. Alex ground her pussy against the harness as the strap-on filled her up, her pussy feeling so full and stretched, before she started to slowly move herself up and down, grasping and squeezing her own breasts as she threw her head back and groaned. Sophie was mesmerised by the vision in front of her and she ran her hands over Alex's hips, guiding her up and down on her huge cock, whimpering as the dildo and harness stimulated her own pussy and clit. She began to thrust up into Alex's pussy as rode the cock, their desire building faster and faster. 'You look fucking amazing,' Sophie moaned as Alex smiled down at her. Uncontrollable lust took hold as Sophie began to ram the dildo up harder, faster and deeper into Alex's tight pussy. Both women began panting harder and faster as sweat glistened on their body. 'Sì! Sì! Cazzo me! Cazzo la mia figa!' Alex screamed as she bounced up and down, wantonly riding Sophie. Sensing that they were both getting close to cumming, and not wanting it to end, Sophie threw Alex off and onto the bed, roughly wrestling her onto her hands and knees, kneeling behind her. Grabbing a handful of her flowing black hair, Sophie impaled her on the dildo and starting slamming into her hard and fast. Alex screamed in delight, pushing herself back eagerly, wanting Sophie to fuck her harder and deeper, she could feel her orgasm building quickly. 'Non fermatevi! Si prega di non smettere!' Alex begged Sophie not to stop; it felt so good to feel the blonde's hips slam onto her firm ass as she fucked her! 'I'm...I'm cumming!' Sophie stammered as she felt the biggest orgasm of her life rip through her body as she continued to pound into Alex's sopping wet pussy, grunting and groaning with concentration, wanting her lover to cum all over her cock. Being fucked from behind by an orgasming woman was incredible and Alex let out an almighty scream as she slammed back onto Sophie's cock and came hard over and over again. Her arms and legs gave way as Sophie collapsed on top of her, still pumping hard into her pussy, carrying their orgasms on and on. Finally, both bodies went limp as they lay motionless, the dildo still connecting them. Reluctantly, Sophie rolled off Alex and discarded the strap-on before pulling herself and her sated lover below the covers, once again entwining their bodies in a tight embrace. With her eyes closed and moments from sleep, Alex softly kissed her lover on the lips and whispered -- 'Ti amo.' Brushing her soft, treacle black hair from her face and kissing her softly back, Sophie whispered -- 'I love you too.' ***************************** Alex smiled contentedly as she began to awake, remembering the amazing evening before. It had been so long since she had connected with somebody like this... in fact, she had never felt such a strong connection before. It had been incredible. Perfect even. That's why it hurt so much when she reached out for Sophie and realised that she wasn't there anymore. Thanks to Shelley Ch. 02 This is the second part of an ongoing story entitled ‘Thanks to Shelley.’ It’s part fact and part fantasy – people’s names have been changed. I hope you enjoyed the first part and are looking forward to this instalment. Any feedback would be gratefully received. Geeky_Lez *************************************** Thanks to Shelley - Part 2 Alex smiled contentedly as she began to awake, remembering the amazing evening before. It had been so long since she had connected with somebody like this… in fact, she had never felt such a strong connection before. It had been incredible. Perfect even. That’s why it hurt so much when she reached out for Sophie and realised that she wasn’t there anymore. *************************************** Grasping at empty sheets, Alex felt herself blinking back the early dawn’s daylight. Her eyes fell disappointedly on the space next to her. Glancing at her radio alarm clock, she noted the time – 6.23am. As she stroked the bed linen next to her, she couldn’t help but realise that it was cold. Sophie had left a while ago. Turning over and burying her face back into the pillows, Alex couldn’t hold back or control the sob that escaped her as tears began to cascade down her face. She had never felt so bruised, so empty. *************************************** Noise. What was it? Was somebody down stairs? Red-eyed from crying and choking for breath, Alex sat up in bed. Glancing back at the radio alarm she noticed barely an hour had passed since she had awoken in an eerily empty bed. Now she could hear somebody moving around downstairs, opening cupboards, the gentle clinking of plates. Grabbing her short, silk kimono from the back of her bedroom door, Alex tentatively tip-toed down the wooden staircase and crept stealthily towards the back of the house, through the lounge and towards the kitchen. Humming – was somebody humming? Peering through the open doorway Alex felt her breath hitch as she took in the scene around her – A vase of white lilies were on the kitchen table (she had told Sophie they were her favourite). Two mugs of fresh, Italian coffee were steaming on a laden tray with a vast array of pastries and croissants (Sophie had laughed when Alex told her she refused to drink instant coffee, and then smiled when she had told her about her favourite local bakery). Last night’s dinner plates and cooking utensils had been washed and stacked neatly on the kitchen counter and Sophie had been in the process of opening cupboards, searching for each items home (Alex had pouted over dinner as they talked about how much she loved cooking, but loathed clearing up and cleaning afterwards, especially as she was such a messy cook). Finally, resting beside the tray was a copy of that day’s Independent, and a trashy women’s magazine (Sophie had obviously listened carefully as Alex had told her about buying the high brow daily paper, even though she always tucked a trashy magazine into it, one of her guilty pleasures). Wiping her eyes as she absorbed all the details around her, it hit her hard in the chest. Sophie hadn’t left her. She’d planned the most amazing morning for her. She’s listened to, remembered and acted on just about every tiny detail from dinner the night before. It really was perfect! Her heart was thumping in her chest as she finally gazed over to Sophie, who was watching her every move, her every reaction. Sophie didn’t look happy at all! *************************************** Laying wide awake at four o’clock in the morning had become a regular thing for Sophie. Over the past few months she had experienced insomnia – her brain just wouldn’t stop turning and she had such fitful and pitiful sleep, if any, most nights. What was very irregular was that as she lay awake this morning, an unbelievably stunning and amazing woman sleep soundly beside her! Sophie had already spent the best part of two hours watching her sleep, the soft, olive skin of her breasts rising and falling steadily, a half smile on her lips, silk-like black hair fanned out over pillows. God, she looked heavenly! Her brain still turned endlessly though – she couldn’t help it. Last night had been perfect. Sophie was absolutely besotted with Alex, couldn’t get enough of her and it was taking all of her self control not to rouse her sleeping beauty by pouncing on her and devouring her all over again. So she planned. She schemed, smiling devilishly to herself, retracting every glimmer of detail from their dinner. Lilies, they were her favourite. She’s very fussy about coffee and likes that quaint little bakery in town. What paper does she read? The Mail? No – it was the independent. The kitchen needs tidying! Just before five o’clock, Sophie reluctantly climbed out of bed and away from her new lover (not before brushing several gentle kisses on her cheeks, forehead and breasts of course). Pulling on her scattered clothes she crept from the room, still formulating her master plan as she tip-toed down the stairs and out of the front door, ensuring she picked up a key from the hall-way table before she left. Sophie spent the next hour with a love-sick grin plastered to her face as she dashed through town in her car back home. Bursting though the door to see Shelley she instantly showered her beloved dog with praise, even going as far as recounting her entire evening to her pet as she fed and watered her, allowing her time in the garden, before promising a walk later. Perhaps Alex will join us? She thought wistfully. ‘What would I do without you?’ Sophie grinned as she scratched behind Shelley’s ears. ‘You have NO idea how glad I am that you pounced on her!’ she laughed. Settling Shelley back into her dog-bed, and again promising a mammoth walk around the park in the afternoon, Sophie dashed back out of the house to begin stage two of her plan. Flowers, paper, magazine, breakfast! Flowers, paper, magazine, breakfast! She recited over and over in her head. Had she always been romantic? Probably, though she admitted it to very few people. Being the geeky, science teacher, so into facts and evidence, romance didn’t seem to be a likely trait for her. But she was, she had to admit it to herself, a hopeless romantic who wore her heart on her sleeve. She’d treated Eve, her last partner, like a princess. Surprise tickets to see the Lion King in the West End of London during their first year dating; drawing hearts in ketchup on her burgers whenever they had a BBQ in the summer; a valentine’s trip to New York; sending flowers to her work, just because it was a Tuesday; cups of tea brought up to bed every Sunday morning; trails of rose petals up the stairs to a freshly run bath when she knew Eve had had a tough day…. And so many other things over the years. Sophie sighed at the memories, she had loved doing it. Adored how Eve squealed with delight. Took pride in the fact that Eve would boast about how well Sophie treated her to just about anybody that would listen. Problem was, Eve never treated Sophie that way. In fact, Sophie couldn’t remember a single time that Eve had bought her flowers. Was it her fault? Should she have spoken up and asked, demanded romance from her partner? But where was the romance in that? It broke Sophie in the end, and was one of the many reasons she had ended her relationship with Eve all those months ago. Another, more painful reason had been Eve’s complete lack of trust and insecurity. No matter what Sophie did, Eve always questioned her love – so much so she even accused her, completely falsely, of having an affair with a colleague! Eve always seemed to think the worst of her, despite all the lavish love and attention. Yes, that had been the real heart ache over the last few years, and finally, Sophie had given up, couldn’t take anymore. It was also the reason she had sworn she would never fall again! Oops! Consumed with heady feelings from the night before she bustled around town picking up all the supplies she needed before heading back to Alex’s townhouse, constantly checking the time and feeling reassured that there was no way she would be awake yet. Carefully unlocking the door and unloading her car Sophie got to work. She brewed fresh coffee as she cleaned and tidied the kitchen (my god, it was like a bomb site, how can somebody make such a mess preparing just one meal). Sweet smelling lilies were thoughtfully arrange in a vase Sophie found under the sink before she heaped breakfast onto a tray, placing the paper and magazine next to it to ensure she remembered them when she took the breakfast upstairs. Checking the time, just after seven o’clock, she decided to try and put away all of the plates and utensils before going to wake Alex. Humming quietly to herself as she rummaged in the cupboards, butterflies in her stomach from the excitement of starting a new day with her new lover, Sophie contemplated how she would ask Alex how she felt – did she feel the same way as her? Did she think it was perfect too? Would she wake up feeling better than she had in a long, long time? Then she heard it – a small gasp of shock from the doorway behind her. Sophie whirled around, the humming stopped and her smile slowly began to fade as she took in the sight before her, her world slowly but surely crashing down around her. Alex looked terrible! Eyes red and puffy from crying – no, sobbing! Matted hair from hiding away from the world under the security of a duvet. A look of pure bewilderment and shock on her face rather than the look of delighted surprise. Sophie felt an all too familiar pang of sickness. She thought I got up and left her! She thought I had gotten what I’d come for and crept out in the middle of the night! She thought the worst of me! Their eyes locked across the kitchen. *************************************** Disappointment, hurt and just a trace of anger – with Alex or perhaps herself, Alex wasn’t too sure, but it was there. A heavy mix of emotions danced across Sophie’s face as her shoulders slumped, deflated. It broke Alex’s heart. ‘Sophie…’ her voice breaking as she stepped forward, desperate to take the pain away from her blonde lover, desperate to tell her how deliriously happy she was to see her again, how astounded and grateful she was for such a thoughtful and wonderful surprise. Sophie stopped her in her tracks by firmly raising a hand, signalling her to stay away. Her voice cracking with emotion Sophie hung her head as she whispered ‘You thought I’d gone, didn’t you?’ Dropping her own head and covering her face in her hands, trying to control herself and failing, Alex wept ‘Yes.’ Without a second though Sophie strode from the kitchen and past Alex, never turning round as she felt Alex grasp for her, trying to explain through painful sobs how sorry she was for doubting her. Not enough! Not again! Sophie thought to herself, furious she would make the same mistakes a second time. Pacing quickly, wounded, Sophie leapt into her car and turned the ignition as Alex frantically chased her, but to no avail. A peel of tyres squeaked and roared up the road and into the distance, both women desolate. Perhaps it wasn’t quite as perfect as they had both thought. *************************************** Weeks passed. Pure, hellish weeks. Stubbornness, hard-headedness, hurt – who knows what, stopped Sophie from answering the numerous calls and messages from Alex. Soon she regretted it, wondered if her own hang-ups and baggage had made her over react?.....Probably! Then she felt it was too late. Alex was so incredible; she could have any woman she wanted. For some reason she had seemed to want her, but that was over now, lost. Sophie plunged back into her own darkness, spending far too long wondering about what might have been, distracting herself with everyday life and of course, Shelley. She didn’t go to the park anymore though, couldn’t face it. Life moved on. *************************************** Begged, she had literally begged her to call back. But she didn’t. Sophie was obviously a woman that knew how to make somebody feel special, like they were the only person in the world, the universe. Generous, thoughtful, attentive – and Alex had blown in because of her own insecurity. Assumed that she had been used and left, again. Regularly she wandered the park, searching and hoping for a glimpse of blonde hair being followed loyally by Shelley. Alex stopped by at all times of day, as often as her busy schedule would allow, daily in fact. It soon felt hopeless and she began to mourn what might have been. So as she headed to the park that sunny Friday afternoon she promised herself that this was the last time. If she couldn’t find her, life would have to move on. Both women were resigned to being alone. It seemed fate, and Shelley, had very different ideas though. *************************************** Slipping into her flip flops and clasping the lead to Shelley’s collar, Sophie blew out a frustrated breath as she locked the front door. It was becoming ridiculous, avoiding the park. Shelley loved it and almost seemed to pine for it most days, obviously unimpressed with the laps of town streets and roadways on the lead. Plugging herself into her trusty iPod, Sophie lost herself in the world of musical soundtracks – Moulin Rouge, her favourite, played out in her mind as she ambled towards the park. Shelley was tugging at her lead excitedly, almost pulling Sophie over as they got through the gates. Laughing quietly to herself Sophie unlatched the lead and lead Shelley around their usual circuit, feeling more relaxed in the sun than she had for a while. Wagging tail and happy yaps were given off as a clear signal that this little routine had been very much missed by her furry friend. After a while they came to their usual spot for a sit down. Thumbing through her emails, facebook, twitter and messages on her iPhone, Sophie soon got lost in music and technology as she basked in the sunshine. She realised, albeit too late, that Shelley had once again wondered off, out of sight. Some things never change! Jumping to her feet and beginning to scour the nearby trees, shrubbery and bushes, Sophie searched for Shelley, calling out and whistling urgently. *************************************** Having left work early, Alex wandered the park in her usual fashion, knowing this would be the last effort and hoping and praying that today was the day she would have success. But after nearly an hour of aimlessly pacing the park she began to prepare herself for the inevitable – the end. Fighting back the sting of fresh tears she pushed herself to accept it as she steered towards the park gates. That’s when she saw her. That’s when she came to her. That’s when she smiled down at the wagging tail - the sound of yapping had never sounded so heavenly. Shelley! *************************************** ‘Shelley! Shelley?’ called Sophie, starting to worry. A tell-tale bark and snort gave the dog away as she began to round the large oak tree and shrubbery a short distance ahead. ‘There you are! Where on earth have you…’ Sophie began, and then stopped, staring as Shelley walked up to her. What was that? Tucked carefully underneath Shelley’s collar was a single red rose with a small card attached. Those are my favourite flowers, Sophie thought to herself, her heart suddenly leaping in her chest as she searched her brain, daring not to hope. Had she told her that? At dinner? Shakily Sophie bent over and removed the rose before reading the card. In careful, sweeping letters were just three words. Mi dispiace amo. Tears began to fall instantly as Sophie grasped the card, hopeful and confused at the same time, looking up to see who was around. That’s when she felt the warmth of olive skinned arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her close as a chin rested lightly on her shoulder, whispering in her ear. ‘I’m sorry love.’ *************************************** Turning slowly in Alex’s arms, Sophie gazed into tearful green eyes as she felt her heart melting, knowing that she had been given a second chance. Resting her forehead again Alex, breathing in the scent of fresh jasmine from her silky smooth hair and grazing a kiss on her nose, she choked out the whispered words she had been dying to say to her for weeks. ‘Mi sei mancato.’ Alex gasped with delight as her blonde, sight for sore eyes lover whispered Italian to her, albeit with a slightly British accent. Kissing her fiercely back on the lips and grasping her tight, she broke the kiss to whisper back, smiling – ‘I missed you too.’ *************************************** Fate had smiled down on the two women, and one furry little friend had again stepped in to the fold to ensure a chance was not missed. All three ambled around the park once again, the two women having managed to stifle their tears of joy as they entwined their fingers and refused to let go. ‘Soph… what you did, that morning…’ Alex began tentatively, glancing at the ground, ‘well, it was incredible. Nobody has ever done such a wonderful thing for me. I’m sorry that I was so taken aback.’ Running her thumb over the back of Alex’s hand, reassuring her that everything was alright, Sophie leaned in and placed a soft kiss on the younger woman’s cheek. ‘Alex, it’s ok. What were you supposed to think? I just couldn’t sleep, got a little carried away I guess…’ Sophie started to explain quietly, ‘I perhaps should’ve left a note or something. But, you know, I wanted it to be a bit of a surprise I guess. Stupid really.’ Alex stopped in her tracks and pulled Sophie into a close hug, wrapping her arms around her neck, seemingly frightened to let go. ‘Don’t ever say it was stupid! It was incredible! The most romantic thing I have ever known,’ she whispered hotly into Sophie’s ear, ‘Thank you.’ Sophie blushed as she nuzzled Alex’s neck, sweeping the hair behind her lover’s ears as she smiled, feeling reassured and secure. ‘And thank you for the rose, I can’t believe you remembered!’ Sophie started, then paused, ‘Kind of lucky you were carrying a rose wasn’t it?’ she teased. It was now Alex’s turn to turn scarlet from blushing as they began to stroll along another pathway, hand in hand. ‘Well, not really,’ she sighed, beginning to explain ‘I… erm… I’ve kinda been a regular here at the park, hoping to bump into you. I always brought a fresh red rose, just in case.’ She whispered, almost embarrassed by her own admission. Sophie’s heart leapt as she stopped and stared, not quite believing what she was hearing, but desperate to ask her next question. ‘How long?’ she asked, barely audible, not having to explain her question any further. Biting her bottom lip and shuffling her feet, her head down, swinging their joined arms restlessly, Alex smiled sweetly. ‘Oh, I don’t know,’ she sighed ‘Everyday … for about three or four weeks.’ Elated, Sophie was simply elated. How long had she wanted romance? How long had she wanted to be treated like a princess? How long had she waited to feel this desired? Slowly but firmly Sophie pulled Alex towards her, staring down at the blushing young woman before using a single finger to caress her chin, pulling her face upwards to allow them to stare into each other’s eyes. They stood, motionless, simply staring at each other, deep into one another’s souls for what felt like an eternity. The spell was broken when Sophie broke out into a face splitting grin and raised her eyebrows. ‘So…erm … what’s the Italian for come home with me right now?’ she purred suggestively, wiggling her eyebrows up and down playfully. Thanks to Shelley Ch. 02 A burst of laughter escaped Alex as she began to tug Sophie back in the direction they had come from, not needing a second invitation, Shelley loyally following on before having her lead attached. ‘Anyway, from your wonderful Italian earlier, I’d thought you’d already know!’ teased Alex playfully, ‘Or did you just learn that one phrase?’ Sophie stared deep into her eyes as they walked back towards home and said – ‘What else was there to say?’ *************************************** They practically ran home, dragging poor Shelley helplessly behind. Crashing through the front door, Sophie fed Shelley and settled her down for a well earned nap, pampering her as she rushed back to the kitchen to find Alex. Nowhere to be seen, although she could see from the wine rack and shelf that two glasses and a bottle of red had been removed. Sophie heard a tinkle of giggles coming from the top of the stairs as she dashed back through the house, looking up to the landing. Her mouth dropped open as she stared upwards, her eyes resting on the most enticing sight of her life. There was Alex, already completely naked, holding two glasses of full bodied red wine, grinning down at her, before twirling around slowly, teasingly. As her black, flowing hair swung across her back, Alex glanced over her shoulder and purred down the stairs to a mesmerized Sophie. ‘Venite a prendermi amante!’ Eyes wide, a smile spreading across her face and her eyebrows raising quizzically, Sophie lent on the banister of the stairs and admired the view of Alex’s toned, slender figure, her round firm ass ripe and pert at the top of her seemingly endless legs. ‘Come and get me lover.’ Alex giggled her translation as she tantalisingly wiggled her ass at Sophie, before she let out a playful scream as Sophie bounded up the stairs in hot pursuit. *************************************** Alex had evidently found the bedroom whilst Sophie was busy downstairs seeing to Shelley. An open bottle of wine stood on the bedside cabinet, her clothes flung haphazardly across the floor, and she herself, a pure vision of femininity was sat cross legged on the edge of the bed seductively, holding two glasses of wine as Sophie burst through the door. Devouring her with her eyes, Sophie began to tug her own clothes off as quickly as she could, desperate with need to push her warm body against her lovers. As she stripped, Alex leant forward and placed the glasses of wine beside the bottle before lying out in the middle of the bed, watching Sophie as she caressed her breast and lowered her other hand between her legs. Naked at last, Sophie flung herself on top of her lover, kissing her deeply, sucking her tongue into her mouth and groaning loudly as she tugged Alex’s hands away from her own body, wanting to provide her with pleasure herself. ‘I want you so fucking much,’ Sophie growled huskily as she raked her teeth down Alex’s neck, grasping her right breast and squeezing firmly with one hand and cupping her hot, sopping wet pussy with the other. Alex moaned hungrily as she dug her nails into Sophie’s back, pulling her down, closer and she spread her legs and wrapped them tightly around the blonde’s trim waist. She needed her so badly, her pussy was dripping wet already and her clit was throbbing relentlessly for release. Alex stuttered out her need in broken Italian. ‘Mio dio! Ho bisogno che tu mi scopi così tanto!’ – ‘My god! I need you to fuck me so much!’ Biting down hard on one of Alex’s nipples, making her scream and writhe beneath her, Sophie plunged two fingers into her lover’s wet, tight hole, sawing them in and out before hooking them towards her g-spot, massaging it slowly. As the two women kissed breathlessly, Alex’s hips bucked up hard and fast, grinding wantonly against Sophie’s hand, pressing her clit against her wrist as she started to spasm already, thick hot cum coating the blonde’s fingers. Sophie tore her hands away from her lovers body as she knelt over her, licking the cum from her fingers as Alex protested from the lose of contact, reaching up to try and pull the blonde back on top of her. Suddenly, Sophie grabbed both of Alex’s ankles and threw her legs wide open, staring down at the Mediterranean’s woman’s smooth, bare pussy, open and displayed wantonly. Swinging one leg over Alex’s and pressing her own dripping pussy onto her lovers in a classic scissor position, Sophie began to press and grind down hard, rubbing their clits together with delicious friction. Hot, wet juice mingled together, the scent intoxicating as Sophie grasped each ankle and threw her head back, moaning, delirious with pleasure. ‘Non fermatevi! Che si sente così dannatamente bene! Proprio lì! Tu mi stai facendo così bagnata!’ Alex was screaming at the top of her lungs as she was ridden hard and fast by Sophie, her chest heaving and glistening with sweat as she felt a second orgasm approaching already. She was screaming for Sophie never to stop, telling her that it felt so fucking good, moaning about how wet Sophie was making her. Biting down on Alex’s calf muscles, whimpering as her whole body started to quiver; Sophie looked down into Alex’s eyes and growled lustfully. ‘Cum with me.’ That was all it took for both women to explode into orgasm as their pussies melded together, clits sparking. Collapsing into a tangled, sweaty and sated heap to rest, Alex laid her head on Sophie’s breast, swiping her tongue playfully across her turgid nipple. ‘Grazie bella,’ she sighed. ‘You’re welcome lover,’ Sophie replied with a smile. *************************************** Closing her eyes, able to feel the smile plastered to her face, Alex didn’t get much chance to relax and soak in the afterglow of her massive spend moments before. Already Sophie was trailing kisses down the sides of her breasts, across her stomach and raking her nails and teeth up the insides of her thighs, climbing in between her legs, pushing them back open. ‘Mmmmm Sophie, lover, I want to do you,’ Alex breathed softly, looking down, watching this amazing woman staring back up at her before gasping as she felt Sophie’s tongue and fingers delving into her wet folds. ‘Uh huh … still my turn,’ Sophie replied firmly as she turned her face sideways before French kissing Alex’s slit languidly. ‘Please Sophie, I so want to taste you,’ Alex stroked the blonde hair working miracles between her legs before her hands were slapped away, Sophie shaking her head vigorously, her tongue stuck out firmly swiping her clit. ‘Oh fuck!’ shrieked Alex, and she was lost. A knowing and satisfied smile could be felt on her pussy as Sophie devoured her, tasting every part of her hot wet cunt with her tongue, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. Heaving and panting, her back arching off the bed, Alex squirmed under her lover’s expert ministrations. She could feel trails of wetness cascading down her thighs as she pulled her lover’s face deeper into her pussy and started to buck against her, smearing her juice all over her mouth and chin. ‘Non bisogna mai smettere di leccare la mia figa! ' Alex demanded that Sophie was never to stop licking her pussy as she fucked her face harder and harder, waves of orgasm crashing over her again and again. As her pussy twitched and clenched around Sophie’s tongue, she writhed beneath her, trying to get away, her clit too sensitive and her pussy savaged. Sophie pulled back and licked her lips, crawling back up her lover’s body, smearing her lover’s cum from her chin and lips over Alex’s stomach and breasts, loving the smell of the woman’s excitement. Noticing that Alex had closed her eyes, Sophie bit down sharply on her hard, stiff nipple, jolting her back to conscious thought. ‘We haven’t even started yet!’ Sophie growled as she sucked the bitten nipple into her hot mouth, swiping her tongue across it as Alex groaned in anticipation. ‘Oh fuck!’ Alex whimpered, smiling down at her lover. Quickly leaning over to the bedside cabinet, Sophie pulled out her favourite harness and strap on. A full nine inches long and two inches wide she felt her pussy pulsate at the thought of filling and stuffing Alex’s tight little pussy and pounding her to endless orgasms. ‘That’s exactly what I plan to do lover,’ Sophie smirked. ‘You’re incredible! You’re so attentive and wonderful, and you’re so… so dominant when you please me,’ Alex cooed as she played with her own pussy, licking her lips as she watched Sophie step into the harness and secure it. ‘Tell me that in Italian,’ Sophie asked, her eyes filled with lust as she watched her lover stroke and massage her own hard clit. 'Tu sei incredibile! Sei così attento e meraviglioso, e tu sei così dominante, quando tu mi piaci, ' Sophie grasped Alex’s hand that had been playing with her own pussy and guided it to the thick, long strap on cock, staring into her piercing green eyes as she stroked their hands up and down. Alex groaned as she felt her own juices coat the fake cock and slowly knelt up in front of Sophie, staring back into her eyes as she lowered her mouth onto the dildo and started sucking it into her mouth, tasting her own juice and soaking it with her saliva. ‘Oh fuck yeah,’ gasped Sophie as she watched transfixed, lost in the friction of the strap on against her clit. ‘I’m gonna pound on you so hard baby.’ Bobbing her head up and down faster and faster Alex moaned with excitement as she lubricated the huge fake cock, quivering with excitement and desperate for her tight little cunt to be filled. ‘Lay down,’ Sophie ordered softly by firmly as Alex let the dildo pop out of her mouth, shuffling back onto the bed and spreading her legs wide eagerly. Sophie grabbed at her ankles and pulled her sharply to the edge of the bed making her gasp with shock and pleasure before brushing the strap on softly and tantalisingly over her hot wet slit and clit. Pushing her legs wider open still, Sophie thrust forward sharply, burying the cock deep inside Alex’s cunt and holding it there as her lover arched her back, pushing herself down hard onto the cock. ‘FUCK!’ shrieked Alex in surprise before quickly beginning to thrust upwards, clearly wanting more and more. Holding her legs apart by her ankles Sophie relentlessly pounded the strap on deep into Alex’s pussy, the base grinding back onto her own clit as the air filled with heated moans and groans. They kept eye contact firmly in place as they watched each other getting closer and closer to the edge, sweat running between their shaking breasts as the sounds of wetness rang in the air. Gyrating and thrusting against each other harder and harder both women clung to each other as Sophie collapsed on top of Alex, still pumping the massive dildo hard into her pussy, the bed pounding against the wall as they screamed out in pleasure together. Impaled on Sophie’s strap on and feeling light headed, Alex wrapped her arms around the blonde’s shoulders, placing a passionate kiss on her lips after she had caught her breath. Running her fingers through her lover’s hair and staring deep into her eyes she smiled. ‘Soph?’ she whispered. ‘Yeah?’ Sophie responded in a mock stage whisper, smiling down at her. ‘Do you remember what I said … you know … last time … when we … ‘the dark haired woman starting to lose her nerve and felt her heartbeat quicken before Sophie interrupted her. ‘Ti amo,’ Sophie breathed huskily, her voice breaking slightly as she stared down at Alex, a single tear drop appearing in the corner of her eye. Wiping the solitary tear away gently, Alex replied ‘Ti amo.’ *************************************** Finally sated, both women climbed beneath the covers and held each other tightly, softly caressing one another’s skin as they whispered sweet nothings in one another’s ears. Something else remarkable happened that night … Sophie slept. Safe in her lover’s arms.