Chapter 5

It was beautiful. She was beautiful. And she was all Shelly's.

As Gina began to recover, her grip on the sheet and on Shelly's hand began to fade, her body slumped to the bed and her face relaxed. After several deep breaths, she cracked open her eyes to look at Shelly.

"You…" she said, unable to say anything further.

"Me what?"

"You have no idea what you just did to me."

"Oh, I think I do. But what you have no idea about is what I'm going to do to you next."

"No! You can't be serious."

"Oh, Girl, I am definitely serious. After wanting you for months, years even, I finally got you in bed with me and I'm not letting you go so easily."

"You've wanted this for years?"

"Hell, yeah."

"You never let me know."

"Because I refuse to seduce a straight girl."

"You just did."

"No, I did not seduce you. You asked for this and now that you have, I intend on taking advantage of the situation."

"How?"

Shelly didn't answer verbally, instead she bent down and began licking Gina's nipple like it was a clit; firm and rhythmically.

"No, Shelly, I don't think I could stand it."

"If you're truly saying 'No,' I'll stop, but I don't think you are. So, I'm gonna slide on down here," she said as she moved down the bed and gently parted Gina's legs, "And I'm going to use my tongue on your cute little button. Lie back and let's see if you really can't stand it."

Gina gave out a little sigh of anticipation mixed with anxiety and dropped her head back to the pillow. Shelly could tell Gina was accepting the offer as her legs relaxed further and she tipped her pelvis invitingly up to meet Shelly's tongue.

Gina tasted divine; sweet, tart, earthy and womanly. And that was just the beginning of her sensory journey. She could smell Gina's arousal mixed with a hint of perspiration and the soap Gina must have used at her postgame shower. Her ears heard the soft moans and sighs of renewed arousal and when Shelly looked up across the belly, she saw Gina rubbing one gorgeous breast and pulling at the nipple.

Yeah, it was clear Gina not only could stand it but she was wanting it, enjoying it, savoring it. Shelly ran her tongue slowly over the clit a few more times, applying increased pressure with each brush. It didn't take long for Gina to climb back up the pre-orgasmic cliff, and once she was close, Shelly eased off the pressure to a moan of frustration. After a few seconds, she resumed licking and even sucking the clit until Gina appeared to be close. And again, she eased off, and again, Gina was denied.

After a few more trips to the edge, Gina began to swear softly at her lover, demanding release. Shelly finally took pity on her, slipped two curled fingers to the front of Gina's canal and while simultaneously licking her vigorously, finger-fucked her until explosion number two of the morning occurred.

Shelly was nearly thrown free due to the gyrations, but she hung on with her one hand while the other's fingers were busy rubbing away inside. Shelly became aware of Gina's hands reaching down and clutching at Shelly's head, pulling her tightly, not allowing her to stop, something Shelly was loath to consider anyway.

After what seemed to be hours but certainly was more than a brief episode, Gina's grip on Shelly's head eased slightly and Shelly could hear the cries of release morph into soft moans begging for cessation. Shelly eased the pressure of her tongue until it was lovingly but lightly licking the clit, she slipped her fingers from the vault and she gave Gina a hug around the thighs with both arms.

Once Gina's body collapsed down on the bed and she completely released Shelly's head, Shelly gave one final lick along the slit and a kiss on the pearl. She looked up at her BFF, no, her lover, and her heart filled with an emotion which could only be described as love. Yes, she had desired and lusted after Gina for almost as long as they had known each other, but now she realized there was so much more than desire and lust. There was now love.

The nagging question, however, was if Gina had any such reciprocal feelings or was this only an experiment, a walk on the wild side, a bicurious foray into lesbian sexual activity.

Several minutes later, Gina asked, "What about you?"

"What about me?"

"Well, shouldn't I return the favor?"

"Look, you asked me why I hadn't tried anything with you and we ended up with me doing just that. You now know what it's like being with a girl. We can talk about all the other stuff once we are both caffeinated and fully awake."

"Oh, I'm awake, but I get what you're saying, maybe. Dibs on the shower!"

"Hey, no fair!"

"Guests should always go first or we could shower together."

"Are you kidding? My stall is so tiny I barely have room to turn around. No way two could get in there. You go ahead."

"Thank you," answered Gina before giving Shelly a warm kiss.

After their breakfast at the cafeteria, they went back to Shelly's studio apartment for an espresso from Shelly's pod machine. Once they were nearly finished, Shelly cleared her throat and asked, "Why? Why'd you ask? And why now?"

"I don't know. I, uh, I woke up and it felt so good to be the inside spoon. I was horny from lack of any action lately and I got turned on. Big time."

"Ever been interested in a woman before?"

"Honestly, yes, a little. I mean, what girl hasn't? I've always thought I was straight, but there have been occasions when I'd see someone and wonder what she might be like, you know, in bed."

"Me?"

"Yeah, definitely you."

"You still like guys, though, don't you?"

"Well, yeah, of course I do."

"So, this was a little experiment, maybe?"

"Like I said, I was horny and it kinda flowed from there."

"Gonna do it again?"

"After the wild morning I just had, you're asking me if I'd do it again? Hell, yes, I would."

"Listen, I know it's all new to you. And exciting. But let me tell you, being lesbian or even bi is often not very fun. People diss you, dump on you, ignore you, discriminate against you. The list goes on. If you did this to satisfy your curiosity and only to get your rocks off, then I want out."

"Why?"

"Because I'm a lesbian. I like women. They turn me on. Men don't, not even a tiny bit. And because of that, I've had to put up with a lot of shit over the years. And I don't want to be just a toy or an experiment that you'll end up dumping before it's all over."

"No matter what happens with this, uh, you know, you and me, I would never 'dump' you. You're my best bud, no matter what."

"Yeah, but let's say my desiring you sexually turns into something stronger, you know, love. Then what?"

"Yeah, I can see where it could be an issue. But, and I mean this, I will never be less than honest with you. Never. And I would never use you to get my rocks off and then dump you."

"So, where does it leave us?"

"Day by day?"

"I guess that's what it will have to be."

"What about night by night?" Gina laughed.

"That, too."

"On another note, I, uh, we still have some unfinished business, don't we?"

"What?"

"You. Me doing you."

"You serious? You want to?"

"Well, it's only fair and now that we've, well, you've done me, I kinda wanna do you."

"Right now? In full daylight?"

"Why not? And I'd like to watch you, you know, watch you come like you watched me."

"How'd you know I watched?"

"Well, I don't know for sure, but I can't imagine you wanting me for so long that you didn't peek a little."

"Well, you're right. I did look and I liked what I saw."

"I loved what you were doing. Really. And I'm definitely wanting to do you. So, tell me what you like. Fingers? Oral?"

"Both, plus toys."

"Strap-ons?"

"Nah, never liked 'em much. To me, it's too much like being fucked by a guy, but I do like a good dildo and vibrators. Love vibrators."

"Show 'em to me."

"OK, here." Shelly opened up the bottom drawer of her bedside cabinet and pulled out several odd-looking devices. Some were clearly designed for dual stimulation, one appeared to be a finger vibrator and there was one with a small hole on the end.

"What's this?"

"Oh, it is a tiny sucking device. Put it right on the pearl and wow, what a ride."

"Hmm, might have to try it, but first, I want you to strip."

"Strip? Now?"

"Yeah, strip. Totally naked."

"Uh, that's kinda sudden. I'm almost too embarrassed to do it."

"OK," responded Gina, "We'll both strip." She reached down and pulled her top off and unhooked her bra before Shelly had a chance to react.

"You're serious?"

"Of course, I am. Now, you."

A minute later, both were sitting on Shelly's bed in their birthday suits, looking at each other. Shelly's heart was pounding rapidly and she felt herself moisten as she looked at Gina and her wonderful boobs and cute smile, a smile which came closer and closer until their lips met.

Their kisses were as wonderful as earlier. Soft, light teasing followed by deeper tongue work, but, as Shelly was glad to find, no deep thrusting. She found herself getting even more turned on and wanted to move things along, but she realized this was a completely new experience for Gina, who would have to do things at her own pace.

Fortunately, the pace included reaching up and lightly stroking and teasing Shelly's nipples. Shelly liked nipple play, but preferred it a little rough. She pulled back and whispered, "A little harder's OK."

One thing Shelly could say about Gina; she could take instructions well. Light touches and strokes morphed into little scratches with fingernails and there were even some light pinches and nipple pulling and rolling.

Shelly found herself getting majorly excited. It wasn't that the kisses and nipple play were perfect, it was knowing who was behind them. At one point, she shivered with excitement, prompting Gina to break the kiss and lean back.

"You like?"

"Umm-hmm."

"Good. Now, lie down." The command was accompanied by a friendly nudge until she was flat on the bed. "Spread your legs and keep your eyes closed. I'm going to explore a little," she said with a soft chuckle.

"Sounds almost scary."

"Not scary. But I want to learn more about you. Tell me what you like. Tell me what's not right. Otherwise, eyes closed and lips zipped."

'Oh, God, what have I gotten myself into?' thought Shelly as she felt Gina's hand slide slowly over the belly.

What she had gotten herself into was simply the most wonderful hour of her life. Gina started by lightly rubbing Shelly's entire body. Fingers trailed over the face, felt her lips, went down to the neck and across the boobs. She was more assertive on the breasts and nipples with some light pulling and scratching, but as her hands slid lower, they used less pressure. A few teasing sweeps by the belly button seemed to send strong signals to Shelly's brain that the Promised Land was next, something which got her truly excited.

But as Gina's hands reached the trimmed dart of pubic hair, they moved over to the thighs before rubbing down the front, completely avoiding Shelly's pelvis.

'What? No action on my kitty?' thought a frustrated Shelly.

But her thoughts could not be heard by Gina, who seemed intent on rubbing and stroking all the way to the feet which she rubbed harder, almost like a masseuse might. Once she had finished with the feet, Gina began to move slowly back up the legs, concentrating on the inner thighs with little circular strokes which seemed to slow down even more the closer she got to their goal.

'Hurry up, already!' screamed Shelly's mind, but if her 'scream' was unheard by Gina, she must have sensed it. The fingers went even slower until they seemed to stop a millimeter away from their goal. Shelly swore she could feel the presence of the fingers, though she knew she wasn't being touched. It was maddening, so maddening that she let a sigh of frustration escape from her lips to a soft chuckle from the woman who was torturing her.

A fingertip barely touched the taint and then slowly, agonizingly slowly dragged up the cleft to the clit, not enough to spread the lips, but enough to drive Shelly wild. 'Harder, deeper, feel me,' pleaded Shelly silently. The next trip up the slit was a little deeper and met obvious moisture. The next was deeper still, but on this journey, Gina's fingers paused as they met the pearl. A quick circular swirling motion, enough to definitely rev Shelly's engines, was followed by them moving back down to repeat the journey again.

With each trip, the pressure increased, the teasing, swirling motion on the clit intensified and lengthened as the tension in Shelly's pelvis and brain increased. Oh, how she wanted to look up at Gina and how she wanted to do the same to her lover, but she had to keep still, had to keep her eyes closed and had to keep her lips 'zipped,' as Gina had insisted.

After the fingers made another two or three more trips, Shelly couldn't stand it anymore. She had to have relief. She had to have release. Without consciously planning it, her own hand reached down and grabbed Gina's, pressing it tightly down and after a couple of quick circular rubs, Shelly exploded. Pulses of pleasure surged through her pelvis and shot to her brain as she cried out in release.

Her orgasm wasn't the biggest she had ever had; it wasn't even the best ever. But it was the most meaningful. It was brought on by the woman she had desired for over two years, though admittedly with a little help from herself, but still, it was from Gina.

"Cheaters never win," said Gina after Shelly had relaxed back onto the sheet, "And for that, you're going to pay."

"What?"

"Uh-uh. No talking. Didn't I say something about zipped lips? And no looking."

Shelly nodded yes as she released Gina's hand. 'What's going to happen now?' she wondered as she felt Gina shift about on the bed.

After a few seconds more, Gina's hand touched the lower belly and slowly slid down through the trimmed muff. 'Interesting,' thought Shelly right before she heard the unmistakable hum of a vibrator, no, it was her clit sucker! Shelly loved the toy. It wrapped around the clit and applied alternating levels of suction and was so wildly stimulating that she never failed to come within a few minutes. 'Good. I'll get off again without holding her fingers on me.'

A few seconds later, she felt the device surround her already moistened pearl. But instead of applying it and holding it in place, Gina began to tease Shelly by holding it up to her and then relaxing a little. Full pressure would be followed by total removal. This wasn't sex. This was torture, but she kept her eyes and mouth closed as she had been instructed. Again and again, Gina would apply the sucker and remove it, driving Shelly mad with desire.

Then there was one time when the removal was accompanied by more of Gina's shifting in bed. Though the device was still on, Shelly felt something else touch her clit. It was wet. It was soft. It wiggled. It probed. It stroked. It danced.

It was her tongue! Gina had gone down on her! Her every dream, her every fantasy had been answered. And just as she began to get into the tongue activity, it stopped and the sucker was used. It was maddening, but she promised to say nothing and tried to put up with it. And once she started to climb up to her orgasmic crest, the sucker was removed and the tongue was back.

Ahh, it felt sooo good, but Shelly had figured something out by then. Any signs of impending orgasm would end up with a pause and a switch to another form of stimulation. She decided to hide her arousal and try to be as still as possible. Maybe she could climax before another switch.

But somehow, Gina had her figured out. As Shelly's arousal started to peak, the tongue would be switched to the sucker, or the sucker would be switched back to the tongue. They both felt good, great actually, but the interruptions were just long enough to cause her arousal to slip her away from her climax.

Back and forth, Gina went; sucker and tongue, machine and mouth, toy and oral. Shelly promised herself she would not force the issue like she had earlier; no, she would let Gina completely run the show. But it was maddening. It was torture. It was mean. But at the same time, it was wildly erotic.

After allowing several more switches, Shelly became aware of a faint chuckle from her lover. Gina was laughing as she tortured Shelly. This was truly sick and twisted. This had to stop. This couldn't go on. And right as Shelly was about to throw in the towel and complain or grab the toy or something, she felt the tongue go to town and the sucker's noise turn off.

For someone who had never been with a woman, Gina's tongue was fabulous. She seemed to know exactly how much pressure to apply and how fast to lick and within half a minute, maybe even less, Shelly called out, screaming as she climaxed under Gina's tongue. As she writhed on the bed, she felt Gina hang on, keeping her tongue in contact with the clit. The tongue kept on licking, prolonging the orgasm until she couldn't tolerate it anymore. She gently pushed on Gina's forehead, letting her know it was enough.

Gina seemed to understand and eased off on the pressure, but kept lightly licking as Shelly came down from her high. Eventually, Shelly's body seemed to collapse back onto the sheet and she gave a huge sigh right as Gina broke contact and looked up at her new lover.

"You, what got into you?"

"What do you mean?"

"You've never been with a woman and, well, wow!"

"I wanted to make you happy."

"Happy? I'm elated. Exhausted. Totally washed out."

"So, I did OK for a rookie?"

"Girl, way more than OK. But you were, I don't know, kinda like a dom, weren't you?"

"Yeah, maybe, I guess."

"Where'd you learn that?"

"You know I've had sex before. Kinda my thing, I guess."

"I would have never guessed it."

"Like it?"

"Well, it was torture there for a little while, but I hafta admit, when I came, wow, was like nothing I've ever experienced before."

"Not bad for a rookie lesbo, huh?"

"Not bad at all. You've raised the bar pretty high, so I might need to up my game."

"You up your game and I'll be back."

"Oh, Gina, that makes me so happy. You have no idea how long I've wanted you."

"Now you got me."

The two spent most of the day in bed with Shelly using her toys on Gina while adopting some of the same teasing techniques. Gina had another shot at going down on Shelly but preferred using her fingers in the vagina rather than the toys. The two exhausted women barely made it to a pizza place for dinner before returning to Shelly's. They slept like the dead but woke feeling refreshed and ready for the week ahead. Gina had to run to her place to get fresh clothes and a quick shower, but before she left, they promised each other they'd spend more time together.

During the Thanksgiving break, they were together the entire time. Their sexual activity was fun, stimulating, refreshing and at times even a little kinky. Shelly found herself growing even closer to Gina and figured it was time to have a serious talk. After Gina came down from her latest orgasm on Sunday afternoon, Shelly declined her offer to swap places with the ominous-sounding phrase, "Gina, Hon, we should talk."

"Oh? What about?"

"Us. You, mainly."

"What about me?"

"I get it that you're bi, I mean, you've been with guys and now with me, so I guess you swing both ways."

"I swing with guys and I swing with you, but I don't see myself suddenly lusting for other women."

"You know it and I know it, but everyone else is going to think you're lesbian once they figure us out."

"Do they have to know?"

"Two things: They don't have to know, but they will know eventually. And, more importantly, I think being in the closet is not a good thing. I've not done anything in public that will out you, but you need to think about this because I cannot be with someone who is closeted."

"Are you saying you'll split?"

"What I'm saying is I can't be in a relationship with you or any lesbian who is still in the closet. How it plays out is up to you."

"A lot to think about."

"Yeah, it is."

"Can you give me a little time to think it over?"

"Sure, but don't wait too long, OK?"

"Yeah, I understand."

Even though this subject always remained right under the surface, the two continued to get together at least twice a week at Shelly's for some serious fun between the sheets. They both loved going down on the other and Gina brought Shelly around to using some of her dom techniques. They both enjoyed not only doling out the torturous teasing which Gina had used the first time they were together, but also being on the receiving end. Sometimes after a long session together, Shelly found herself wondering how she ever lived before Gina.

When Christmas break arrived, the two were faced with being apart for nearly three weeks. "I don't know how I'll live without you," Shelly whispered in Gina's ear as they hugged for the last time before they left. And she meant it, every word of it. They had promised to talk a few times over the holidays, but those hugs, her cute smile, those comfortable moments of just being in the same room studying would be missed.

During the holidays, they called each other nearly every other day. Shelly's parents picked up on her excitement after each call and questioned and teased her about the mysterious girlfriend she had. When she told them who it was, they were surprised.

"Isn't she your soccer buddy?" asked her mom.

"Yeah, she is."

"I thought you said onetime she had a boyfriend," said her dad.

"I did, but we, uh, she and I really clicked. She's with me now."

"Is she bi?" asked her mom.

"Yes, I guess she is."

"Her parents know?'

"She's still in the closet. I know, I know, I swore I'd never hang out with someone still in the closet, but she's special and for now, we're an item."

"I, we hope you know what you're getting into."

"Thanks, Mom, so do I."

Late on the afternoon of January the second, Shelly received a call from Gina asking her to come over. Shelly could hear road noise in the background.

"Are you there yet?"

"Nope, but I'm about ten minutes out."

"On my way."

She ran across campus to Gina's apartment complex and when she rounded the last corner, her heart stood still. Gina, beautiful Gina was carrying a bag and dragging a rolling suitcase up the sidewalk. She looked so good, so sexy and so desirable. Close behind her was an older couple, each with arms full, a couple Shelly could only assume were Gina's parents. Stifling the urge to run and kiss her, Shelly walked slowly towards the three as they neared the door.

Gina, who must have sensed Shelly's presence, turned towards her and as a huge smile broke out on her face, she dropped her bag and suitcase and ran towards Shelly, arms open and crying out her name. Gina wrapped her arms around Shelly, who stiffly returned the hug.

But the biggest surprise of all was the kiss that Gina gave her. It was warm. It was open-mouthed. It was long. It was public. But most of all, it was loving. Startled, Shelly returned the kiss, but broke away first.

"Oh, Honey, I missed you," whispered Gina in Shelly's ear.

"I you, too. Uh, those the 'rents'?"

"Yes, come and meet them." After dragging Shelly towards them, Gina announced, "Mom, Dad, this is Shelly. Shelly, meet my mom and dad."

"Hi, Dear. I'm Mimi and this is John. We're so glad to meet you. Gina couldn't stop talking about you. From the sounds of it, you walk on water," laughed the woman.

"Nice meeting you, too, and no, I can't walk on water." Shelly, with a confused look on her face, turned to Gina and mouthed, 'They know?'

Gina nodded before handing the dropped bag to Shelly. "Come on, help me with all my crap and then we can eat. Dad says it's his treat."

Shelly thought the dinner was delicious, particularly since someone else was paying. And Gina's parents were wonderful; not once did they raise an eyebrow or allude to the fact that their daughter was with another woman. After they finished the meal, Mimi looked at her husband and said, "Dear, why don't you go ahead and call for the bill. We should probably let these two have some time alone."

"Sure, Hon, some alone time at our hotel sounds good to me, too."

"Dad! I didn't need to hear that."

"Gina, what you don't realize is how your parents have become used to the empty nest and for the last two, almost three weeks, you've been in our nest, if you catch my drift."

"TMI, Mom, TMI!"

"Honey, I promise you, when you're our age, you'll understand," laughed Mimi.

"Whatever."

"Uh, Mr…"

"John, call me John."

"Yeah, uh, John, thanks so much for the dinner. Was nice."

"Sure thing, Shelly. Now let's get you two home."

Once their good-byes were exchanged, the two stood arm-in-arm in Gina's tiny apartment. After several warm kisses and hugs, Shelly pulled away slightly to look her in the eye. "I guess you told them everything?"

"Yes, of course I did, and you saw how accepting they were."

"Yeah, even better than my parents did early on."

"All they want is for me to be happy. And I'm sooo happy with you."

"And me with you. Ah, your kissing me in public means, I guess, you've decided to be totally out?"

"Of course. I love you and I want to be with you. I want to walk proudly by your side, hold your hand and kiss you by the reflecting pool when we head off to our separate classes. As a matter of fact, I could see us living together someday."

"Yeah, that'd be great, but not in our tiny places. We'd probably end up killing each other."

"Yeah, maybe we can look for a place together. A two-bedroom, one for us and one for a study or something."

"Sounds good. I agree. Hey," Shelly chuckled, "Do you think your dad is boning your mom right about now?"

"Eew, Shell! You're gross and you are so going to pay for that remark. Now, where did I pack those padded handcuffs?"

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Trionyx — June 2026

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