Chapter 5

“So, that happened?” Alex said, when they were both breathing normally.

The girl lying on top of her, expression beatific, murmured, “It needs to happen again.” Then she was sliding down Alex’s body to suck her breasts, with less urgency this time. Alex sighed with pleasure at the feel of the shorter woman’s lips and teeth on her, her actions renewing the tingling in her sensitive clit.

“You have nice boobies,” Ann said, around Alex’s nipple. “I haven’t seen them often enough, and never up close.”

“I think you’ve never seen them at all?” Alex said. Her belly was churning with newly building arousal.

“Once or twice,” Ann admitted. “Just a glimpse.” She switched breasts. After she’d begun suckling, she slid a finger down to Alex’s pussy, drawing it around before circling her clit.

“Oh, fuck,” Alex said. In response, Ann bit her nipple, hard enough to cause her to gasp in pain and squirm beneath her.

Sliding off her, Ann rolled Alex over onto her belly, then lifted her onto her knees. Alex groaned as she felt fingers pressed to her clit. Then two or three fingers of Ann’s free hand sank into her pussy, digging deep. The hand inside her began to thrust, while the finger on her clit continued to rub.

It took barely any time until Alex felt another wave build deep within her, then crash into her senses, spasms of her climax making her whole body shake.

Alex awoke with a dry mouth, despite Ann’s insistence that they drink water before sleeping. She was also naked. The girl in bed with her was in a similar state, sheets pushed down to reveal high breasts in pale skin. A trace of a tan line below the swell of her breasts, though nothing to imply serious sunbathing. Well, who the hell would sunbathe in New York?

Whatever she got up to with her girlfriend, it probably wasn’t on the beach. And how should Alex feel about Ann cheating on her girlfriend with her?

Not her problem, really. As far as she knew, Ann had never been faithful and never cared about consequences. Alex would be surprised if she hadn’t cheated on the girlfriend before this. Shocked, really.

A bigger quandary was how she should feel about Ann’s systematic seduction. She’d clearly determined that she was going to fuck Alex, and Alex had made it easy for her. Did she care about that?

Not really. If she hadn’t been with Ann last night, Alex would have tried to find someone at Gabby’s. Probably. After two years of sex with only her boyfriend, and increasingly unsatisfying sex at that, she needed to cut loose. She liked Ann well enough. Not enough to date her, which meant this could stay casual. And she would never trust her. But she could be a satisfying fuck buddy for the weekend.

She headed to the bathroom. She needed water. She realized that she still felt a little light-headed. That was okay, she wasn’t touching weed today. Tonight was the rehearsal dinner and tomorrow was the wedding. She needed to keep a clear head.

After drinking a couple of glasses of water, she took a full glass back to the bed, tugging the sheet up over Ann’s breasts before waking her friend. She didn’t think she’d care, especially as Alex was standing beside the bed in the nude, but she may as well show her some consideration.

“Yo,” she said. “Ann. It’s your early morning call.”

Ann’s eyes opened slowly, then she sat up, the sheet falling away. Alex shrugged. “Here. You’re probably thirsty.”

Ann nodded her thanks. She hadn’t found her voice yet. She drained the water, then cleared her throat.

“Another?” Alex asked. When her friend nodded, she went to the bathroom to refill the glass.

After drinking the second glass, Ann cleared her throat again. Her eyes skimmed over Alex. “You in a hurry to leave?” she asked, her voice froggy.

“Not really,” Alex said, “but if you want to spend the morning in bed, it would probably be good to get showers?”

“Together?” asked Ann, looking a little more awake.

“Not in that bath,” Alex said. “You can go first. Then you can loan me your shampoo. The crap that hotels give away leaves my scalp itching? And mine’s in my room.”

Ann made her way to the bathroom. Alex heard the shower turn on. She lay back down and zoned out until she heard the shower stop. Ann emerged from the bathroom, towelling her hair, her skin still looking a little damp. “I left shampoo and conditioner on the shelf by the bath.”

“Thanks, Ann,” Alex said, then headed to the bathroom to take her own shower.

When she was finished, she towelled off. She still carried a small toothbrush in her purse, though she had hardly needed it in two years, and never because of an overnight fling. She didn’t carry deodorant, though. She and Ann had borrowed each other’s frequently enough when they’d lived together. She doubted she would care about loaning her some now. So she opened the bathroom door and stuck her head out into the bedroom. “Hey, can I borrow your de…”

Ann was waving at her. She was lying on the bed with her phone to her ear. Alex cut herself off halfway through her question.

“No, nothing, babe,” Ann was saying. “Just the TV. I turned it off.”

It had to be the girlfriend. Mason? Madelyn? It seemed she’d bought Ann’s lie about the TV. Alex could hear a tinny voice coming from the phone in Ann’s hand.

Maybe Alex did owe Ann some payback for manipulating her into sex. Silently, she sat on the edge of the bed, then reached out to play with Ann’s breasts. Ann clearly tried to ignore her, but her nipples grew firm under Alex’s touch. Licking her fingers, she pinched and circled.

It wasn’t annoying enough. And Alex was pretty sure that she wasn’t aroused enough for her to play with her clit. She thought for a moment. Tickling her would be too distracting, and Maisie would instantly know that something was going on.

She grinned at Ann, then sprawled along the bed and began to kiss her toes. That was lewd enough to be a turnon without causing an immediate tickle reaction. And her feet were nicely clean from the shower…

Alex watched Ann’s face for a reaction. Her friend seemed to be listening to a saga from the girl on the phone, but her eyes were glued to Alex, and seemed dark. “Uh, yes, Madison, you mentio….”

Madison! That was it, not Maisie. It didn’t seem that Ann was having any success getting a word in edgewise. She was breathing more deeply, though. Alex could see her breasts rising further as she transitioned into sucking the girl’s toes, then letting her tongue roam down over the ball of her foot.

Alex had never considered herself interested in feet, but Ann’s reaction was turning her on. The girl’s lips were parted and her face was slightly flushed. She was still trying to interrupt the flow of words from the other end of the phone. Alex got the impression it was about a legal case that Ann was familiar with, but it didn’t seem that Ann had much to offer.

Sitting up, Alex took Ann’s other foot into her lap, running her fingers around it. She stretched out her own foot, lightly resting it on Ann’s pussy, as she lifted the girl’s leg high in the air, then began to draw her lips and tongue over the back of her knee. When she drew her teeth over Ann’s skin, the girl let out what sounded like a hiccup, her hand flying to her lips. Her eyes widened with desire as Alex lowered her leg again, bringing Ann’s foot back to her lips and began to suckle her toes.

Ann began to squirm, her breathing now heavy. Alex pressed her foot more firmly against her sex, feeling slick moisture against it, as Ann began to rock her hips, paying little attention now to the phone, though she managed an occasional grunt.

Evidence of Ann’s arousal glistened against her cleanly-shaven pussy, and against Alex’s foot. Alex decided it was time to double down on her mischief. She released Ann’s foot, drawing her own back, then leaned forward and licked the arousal from Ann’s pussy lips. Her friend let out a startled breath, then began to pant as Alex’s tongue travelled further. She squawked as Alex drew her tongue over her clit.

That wasn’t enough for Alex. She pressed the fingers of both hands to either side of Ann’s pussy, firmly, pushing them up and down, as she began to kiss her clit. Ann’s belly twitched as her hips rolled. She was panting softly, clearly trying to hold herself back, but fighting a losing battle.

Alex slid a finger into her, twisting her wrist as she began to push it in and out.

Ann yelped into the phone. “Hey, babe! maddie! maddie!” Hah! She’d said Madison hated being called Maddie. A pause as Ann fought to stay calm. The tinny voice had gone silent. “There’s a… thing. A wedding thing. Now. I have to… have to go. I’ll call you later, K? I love you.”

The tinny voice seemed hardly to have begun to reply when Ann hit the button to end the call. “Christ!” she croaked. “Alex! You ass…” But her hips rocked and she began to moan.

Alex backed away. She had no doubt that Ann was horny enough now that she could tongue her over the edge in seconds, but it was so much better when she took her time. She drew her tongue over Ann’s glistening folds, stiffening it as she pressed it inside to explore. Ann made a frustrated sound at first, but settled into a steady rhythm of deep breathing, her back slightly arched, breasts rising and falling.

Moving away from Ann’s sex, Alex kissed her way up her friend’s body to take her left nipple between her lips. Ann’s body jerked as she scratched it with her teeth. She panted for a moment. Alex felt the nipple swelling within her mouth, her areola becoming rougher against her lips. She tugged on the nipple, drawing a moan from the girl beneath her.

Ann’s fingers tangled in her damp curls, because of course they did, but that was okay. If her curls seriously turned Ann on, it made her work easier, as her lips moved over the surface of Ann’s breast, kissing the silky skin. Ann’s breasts were surprisingly resilient.

Alex lightly bit the nipple, feeling Ann squirm beneath her, then moved to suckle the right, which was almost as hard as the nipple she’d been working on. She dragged Ann’s hands with her, fingers still knotting into her curls. She moved a hand between them, reaching out to touch Ann’s clit very lightly, enough to make her moan, but not to let her come.

Suckling the creamy surface of Ann’s breast made the girl beneath her breathe heavily, and when she returned to her nipple, she made a series of soft sounds, lifting her back to press her breast into Alex’s mouth.

Kissing her way back down her friend’s body, Alex returned to her sex. Ann was writhing beneath her now. Her nipples stood out against swollen areolae, round, squat fortresses on steep-sided hills. Alex stroked her folds again with her tongue, then eased two fingers into her before returning to caress her clit, her tongue making narrow circles as Ann’s moans grew in strength.

Alex didn’t move the fingers inside her friend, other than curling them forward to press against her. She drew back from Ann’s sex, leaving her to pant and thrash in frustration, then moved close to suck her clit lightly, pushing the girl right up against the cliff, then suckling hard.

Ann’s belly tensed below Alex and she let out a sob as she came in Alex’s mouth.

“Fuck,” Ann breathed. “How did I never persuade you to do me when we lived together?”

Alex laughed. “I think I explained that, last night.”

“Yeah, you did,” said Ann. “I don’t know if Madison believed me.”

“I don’t know why she wouldn’t?” Alex said. “I mean, you’d never cheat on her, right? She has to know that.”

“Fuck you,” Ann said, but without any rancor.

“I’m sure you’ve had to sooth her ruffled feathers before,” Alex stated. “You can do it again.”

Ann growled. “Lie down,” she said, sliding off the bed and opening her suitcase. “You’re going to make up for that. No, turn over,” she continued, as Alex lay on her back.

“I am?” Alex asked, but rolled onto her belly.

A moment later, Ann was fastening a harness.

“You brought a… a fucking strap-on?” Alex asked, incredulous. “You intended to cheat on your girlfriend?”

“In case of emergency, is all. You never know when it will be useful,” Ann said, sanctimoniously.

“Yes, you know,” Alex objected. “It’s useful when you’re having sex. WIth someone other than yourself. While you’re travelling.”

Ann finished lubing up the silicone cock she wore. “If you don’t want this, just say,” she said.

Alex shivered. “You know I do.”

“Then stop whining,” Ann instructed, positioning herself behind Alex on the bed. She parted Alex’s legs, then, ignoring the dildo, she began to caress her clit, before sliding lubed fingers into her, Alex’s arousal growing sharply as she worked them in and out.