Trixie and Krissy
By: Trixie T
Published by WSIC EBooks Ltd.
Copyright December 22, 2010 by WSIC Ebooks Ltd.
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Dedication
To Krissy with love and many fond memories.
Chapter 1
It is wet outside and I am cold. So right now I am quite content, thank you very much, to be sitting on the window’s edge in the college student residence room sipping hot chocolate. I have been in college since September and now it is only a couple of weeks until Thanksgiving and before today, there was never any of this snow.
Being the rookie, I am with snow and even though my roommate warned me that it was coming, I went to my first class this morning in stockings and high-heeled shoes. I thought she was being over zealous after all it is not that far of a walk to class and other than going from one class to another or the library I would be indoors most of the day. Now my shoes are soaked and sitting where I threw them, my stocking are hanging to dry, and I have myself wrapped up in a blanket, sipping hot chocolate and cussing the snow.
Being from California, I have never experienced snow like this, and I barely believed my sister-in-law when she tried to tell me what to expect. Now I wish she had been more insistent on the matter. Oh well I am only a couple months past my eighteenth birthday so I have a lot of time to learn about this shit.
I see, though just barely, my roommate making her way towards our building. The way she is bundled up reminds me of my first day here when I came crashing into the room all bright-eyed and excited about school. Krissy, my roommate was already inside unpacking her stuff and my first view of her was from behind. Her longish dirty blonde hair was in a ponytail and she was wearing baggy sweats. My first thought had been “Oh my…” Not so much for the way she looked but at the thought that this was me only a few weeks before; that is until Susan had gotten hold of me and taught me how to dress and how to fuck and best of all how to make love.
At any rate, I walked in and we eyed each other up. After a timid start, we immediately became the best of friends and I was happy to find out that Krissy was only dressed is her baggy clothing for the move and the unpacking of her belongings and did not always dress that way. Being from the country, her usual style turns out to be a tight t-shirt that her breasts push hard against and even tighter jeans that accentuate her narrow waist, flaring hips and shapely ass.
Our friendship exploded as if we had known each other all of our lives. Even our differences did not get in the way of our budding friendship. If anything it was those differences that pulled us together at least from my point of view as Krissy perspective of things are so much different than mine that I cannot help being intrigued, even when we do not agree. Our friendship has already gotten to the point that we are now usually together; unless the boyfriend she hooked up with shortly after the start of college gets in the way that is.
From the beginning, Krissy showed me she was more practical and most likely more mature or should I say knowing of the world than I was. She had dressed appropriately for what she was doing while I was in a dress and high heels. I managed to get all my stuff in without too much difficulty with the help of all the guys that wanted the opportunity to look at my tits but just the same, it would have been nice to do without them.
Right from the beginning, it became obvious that her family was well off as she drove a brand-new Mustang and the stuff she brought with her to set up her side of the student residence were pristine; the stereo, the oven, the fridge, even the coffee pot. My family is not poor and the money I made working over the years and what my father gave me and lastly what I got from Susan’s bunch has set me up pretty good for college but still I have four years to plan for, maybe longer so I have to take care of my funds. Krissy is under no such restraints and she spends how and when she wants to. The best thing though is that she is more than willing to share whatever she has.
Regardless of our vast differences and the difference of our background, our friendship has firmly solidified on the basis that we both strongly support others rights to be individuals, regardless of what form that individuality takes. And yes, Krissy knows that I am willing to bed a girl as quick as I will bed a boy.
Krissy found out about my sexual preference not long after school started. We were in the middle of a conversation that had somehow turned to sex. Krissy was already flirting with the idea of making Jeff her boyfriend and did not seem to have any desire to look elsewhere. I was a little nervous at admitting the truth or my sexual orientation as I did not know how she was going to react but I knew she deserved the truth. So when she asked, I told her that I had no preference between boys and girls. She blinked her eyes a few times putting this statement together and then with that cheery voice of hers stated, “Well if I ever feel the need to experience another girl, you’ll be the first I ask!” Afterwards she gave me that winning smile of hers and I almost believed her.
And right now I watch Krissy make her way to our building and I cannot help but think that she is no happier about the freak storm than I am. What I would not give to feel those long legs wrapped around me…..I give my head a shake.
Krissy seems to be quite happy with her boyfriend Jeff. As such and based on the morals that Susan ingrained into me I have not made any advances on her. Our friendship has remained just that, a friendship. That said, I am not blind or stupid and when she gives me the opportunity to view her beautiful body I take advantage of it and living in the same student residence with someone day in and day out gives a person many chances.
Krissy is about the same height as me, though she is more legs than I am. Her hair is a dirty blonde, more blonde than brown and shorter than my waist long black hair. Her ass is perfectly round and she favours g-strings. From the flashes I have seen, I believe she wears her pussy bare of hair, much as I do. Exchanging clothing is not an option for us, even if we were to wear the same type of clothing and even though her waist is as narrow as mine own. The reason being that her hips flare just a little less than mine do and as I previously stated her legs are longer. And of course, there are our breasts. I am a D-cup while Krissy’s are mid C’s, or so her bras indicate. Of course, the push-up bras Krissy loves to wear makes not touching her breast almost impossible. Her face is almost an oval, she has high cheekbones, a pert nose, large dark blue eyes, long lashes, shapely kissable lips, firm chin…..Stop that Trixie. Shit you have made yourself wet again.
As for me, I have not found anything of real interest here yet. Sure when I first arrived I let a little of my wild side out. I got myself invited to a few parties and managed to find two guys to bed me at one but they were more interested in the blowjobs I was giving them and the opportunity to bang away at my cunt then in pleasing me. I got some taste of good sperm and my cunt got a good banging but not much more satisfaction than that. Then there was the one girl and she was not much better; being more interested in a quick fuck, just like the boys, than in anything lasting. On the other end of the spectrum are the few virgins or the ones that act like one. --- I shy away from that thought as I almost ended up being one of those virgins… Anyway, after a couple of encounters, my fantasy of how sex would be in college has taken an abrupt turn and my reclusiveness has returned. Lately, I have been using my toys to satisfy my carnal lust, but dam I miss having a hot pair of lips on my pussy. It is days like this that I miss Susan most of all, she always knew how to satisfy me and she knows how to make love to a girl.
Now Krissy….well I could get into her. She is a year older than I am but this is both our first year in college and we have lived together in this small student residence room for almost three months now. Living with someone like this, you learn to either hate or like each other and thankfully, we decided to like. After an initial shyness, we have gotten casual in regards to undressing or modelling in front of each other and there is no denying that she has a hot body.
Thinking about Krissy this way, makes me hot and my fingers travel to my wet pussy. Wearing a dress makes it easy for me to reach my pussy and once there I run my fingers inside my panty and between my pussy lips. I get them good and wet, then bring them to my mouth and lick them clean. The problem with Krissy is that she is so hooked on her boyfriend that she does not have the inclination to spend time with anyone else or I would have tried to hook up with her. I know she is not repulsed with my body for I have seen the looks she has given me whenever I undress in front of her. When I first arrived, my body was well tanned from the California sun and she couldn’t help but admire my tan and commented a few times on how good my tanned breasts, ass, legs, or whatever caught her attention looked. So at the very least I know she is not scared to look, but to feel, now that I do not know.
All that aside I once again admit that the real reason I have not tried to get Krissy in bed is due to the rule that Susan pounded into me; cause no harm to innocents. Bedding Krissy would cause harm to Jeff and as such, she is off limits.
Stop fingering yourself, she will be here soon; reluctantly I do and sure enough, not long after that the door opens and in walks Krissy. Right away, I can tell that something other than the weather is bothering her.
I jump out of my blanket, off the windowsill and rush to her, “What’s wrong Krissy?”
Is everything okay I think to myself, of course, it’s not or she wouldn’t be crying and soaked to the bones.
“The jerk dumped me!”
The statement takes me a couple of seconds to work through, “What!”
“He accused me of eyeing up a guy and told me I was acting like a slut so he dumped me; as if he has never eyed up another girl!” she manages to say even with chattering teeth.
“Asshole!” I take her in an embrace.
I let her cry for a while and as the heat of the room starts to penetrate her clothing, it becomes obvious that she is wet and cold. “How long have you been out in this weather Krissy?” I finally ask her.
“I don’t know. After he told me I just kind of walked around.” She manages between sobs.
“Well let’s get you out of those wet clothes before you catch your death of cold.”
I take off her coat, which is soaked right through and which has already gotten my dress thoroughly wet. Today she is wearing her usual t-shirt and jeans, and both of these turn out to be just as soaked as her coat. Krissy tries to help but between her shivering and shuddering cries, she is more hindrance than help. I remove her t-shirt and then I start working on her jeans; which fit her much too tight. I unsnap the front, zip down the zipper and struggle to pull them down over her hips. I finally dislodge them from her hips and start pulling them down her legs. Her jeans are so tight and now wet, that dislodging them also causes her panty to come down but I do not give it a second thought as they are probably wet too, but yes, she does sport a shaved pussy. Krissy’s shivering seems to increase now that she is only clothed in a bra, which I quickly discover, is also soaked.
“Dam Krissy, everything is soaked. What did you do roll in the dam stuff. I’ll be surprise if you don’t have a cold come morning!”
“I don’t care.” Krissy manages to say.
“Don’t give me that shit.” I sputter as I take off her bra and then lead her to her bed. I cannot help notice that the cold has made her nipples hard little buds and that her light color, silver dollar size areolas sit high and proud on her breasts.
Krissy keeps right on crying as I draw back the covers of her bed and get her settled in. I draw the covers above her and tuck her in.
“Don’t leave me please, Trixie. I don’t want to be alone.”
“I won’t leave you Krissy, but you have to get warmed up. I’ll be sitting right here.”
“Hold me.” Her voice is pleading.
I look to my dress where her jacket had soaked it and quickly realize that its wetness will do little to warm her shivering body. Decision made, I take off my dress and bra and crawl under the covers with Krissy. She is very cold and still shivering. I take her in my arms and I am sure it is her coldness and not the feel of her breasts against mine, or her stomach pressing hard against me, that brings on my shivers.
Krissy wraps her fingers into my long black hair and cries into my shoulder. I let her cry and do what I can to warm her up. Her cold skin has caused mine to raise goose bumps and my hardened nipples poke relentlessly against her breast; these facts I ignore as I rub her skin to warm her up.
I do not know how long I rub her or how long she cries, but she manages to cry herself to sleep. In her sleep, she rolls over and snuggles her back against my breasts and her cold ass against my stomach. I wrap my arms around her to keep myself as well as her warm and rest my head against hers; my hand comes to rest on her breast and I cup it gently in my hands. Tried of all the drama and finally getting warm for the first time today, I am not long in falling asleep either.
It is dark when we wake up and it is her stirring in my arms, which wakes me. Krissy turns around to face me, and considering we are sleeping in a single bed, I am not surprised or expecting too much when her breasts come to rest against mine.
“I’m sorry Trixie. I didn’t mean to make such a scene but he is such an asshole!”
“I’m sorry Krissy. I know you really like him…..Were you really eyeing up a guy?”
“Yea, I guess I was. I was thinking of giving him a threesome and well maybe I got carried away looking.”
“Most guys want a threesome with another girl, not another guy!” I manage to reply without laughing.
“Yea well…I did kind of hint that to him and even offered him a girl we could invite but he didn’t seem eager so I thought that maybe another guy for myself, after all why shouldn’t I have fun…I guess I didn’t know him as well as I thought.”
“What an ass. He does not deserve you.”
“Whatever……you know you are nice and warm. I could stay here forever.” Krissy snuggles even harder against me and her breasts are pressing very hard against mine. Her hips push my own and I feel my pussy getting wet.
“I’ll stay here as long as you want.” My breath blows gently across her face and my voice, even to my ears sounds full of lust. I am hoping she does not notice it.
Krissy looks at me with those gorgeous blue eyes, her nostrils flare as if she is catching a scent; she swallows the lump in her throat. Her lips part and the tip of her tongue, comes out to moisten her lips. “Want me to tell you who I offered to him?” Krissy whispers.
I almost choke on words. Hell I have been thinking of taking her since the first time I saw her naked. I do not even bother answering.
Scared of making her run, but determined to let this play out I bring my lips on hers. Her body is as stiff as a board; making me think this is her first time with another girl but I do not let that stop my tongue from flicking lightly across her full lips. In time, she presses her body harder against mine; I take hold of one of her round ass cheeks and bring my crotch against hers. Finally, her mouth parts for my tongue and I put the tip just barely inside. I have a very long tongue and I could probably have tickled the back of her throat but her still stiff body indicates that I am her first girl and once more, I take care to not scare her away. Krissy sucks my tongue, encouraging it just a little further into her mouth.
I take things slowly. I want her to relax and enjoy me and it is my desire to make her first experience with a girl one she will never forget that messes things up. We have been kissing for at least five minutes; my pussy is rubbing gently against her crotch, and my hand is caressing her breast when the phone rings. I am sure she would never have answered it if I had gone faster and further but as it is she decides to and predictably it turns out to be the jerk. When she decides to take his call, I realize the moment is over and I get out of her bed.
The conversation starts out heated and loud. I can tell that it is going to be a long one so I decide to take a shower to get out of there. I put on my robe; grab a towel and my shower bag and giving Krissy a small wave of encouragement I make my way to the showers.
As it is late in the evening, I am not surprised when I find that I am the only one there. I quickly disrobe, hang the towel and head into the shower cubicle. I turn the water on and let it get hot and then place my head under the stream. The hot water feels so good after the coldness of the day that I just soak in it for the longest time. Only when I am fully satisfied that the coldness of the day has been dispelled do I continue my washing. I shampoo my hair, wash my body, and then on impulse decide my legs and pussy require a shave.
After the drama in our room, I find it quieting in the shower and simply enjoy the small pleasure. By the time I finish shaving my pussy, which was already heated thanks to my time in bed with Krissy, it is once again hot and wet with more than just water.
Hoping against hope, I dig into my shower bag and I am pleasantly surprised when I find that I left my six-inch dildo in there. Most of the girls tease me about the size of my shower bag but I don’t think they would if they knew why. I lean back against the shower wall, move the showerhead so the water runs over me and spread my legs. I start by letting my fingers play with my clit and between my pussy lips; I place the tip of the dildo into my mouth to practice my cock sucking skills. I let my fingers work on my pussy until I am even hotter and even more ready than I was in bed with Krissy. When I am wet enough, I take the dildo from my mouth, run it between my breasts, down my stomach, and place it between my legs. Turning, I place a leg up on the seat installed in the shower cubicle and insert the tip of the dildo into my cunt.
I sigh in relief when the dildo stretches open my cunt and enters. I relish in that good stretchy feeling for a few seconds and then I fuck myself slowly with the dildo; as I do, my free hand plays with my breasts and nipples. I am so into it that I do not even hear when someone enters the shower area and I am oblivious when my cubicle door opens.
“You’re beautiful Trixie, especially when you are obviously enjoying yourself…..and in case you’re interested, you’re messing me up…”
I snap my eyes open to see Krissy standing there looking at me fuck myself. Red with embarrassment I start to pull the dildo out of me, “No please don’t….I have never done this before…..but….but I didn’t offer to have you join me and that jerk for the jerks sake alone you know!”
Krissy removes her robe and enters the stall.
“What about..”
“I told him to fuck off. You know, now that I have cried myself out and come to the truth I realize it felt good to tell him off. I never realized how much he was smothering me; trying to isolate me, until I told him to fuck off and then I suddenly felt free…. ….You have never made a secret of your sexual orientation Trixie, but I’ve never done this before. I’m still not sure if we should be, but you have me all messed up right now. My heart is pumping fast and I can’t keep my eyes off you. We have to either talk about what happened and is happening to me or just do it…. ….I think I prefer to just do it.” Once again, Krissy’s nostrils are flaring, as if she is picking up a scent and trying to place it.
“Krissy are you sure?” A lump catches in my throat. I hardly recognize the deep throaty words as coming from me. I want her but I do not want her to regret it later.
We lock eyes, my hand reaches forward, my fingers are barely a caress against the heated skin between her breasts, my lips part, and I am sucking in air, my nipples are hard.
Krissy looks transfixed at me for a long time; I let her, finally she manages to blink. “I’ll probably get it all wrong….but then again how the hell is a person to learn unless they just do it.”
I can’t help but smile as I think back of the slow steps Susan used to teach me. “You’re right Krissy, the only way to learn is to do it but I was taught very well so….”
“Taught?”
“That is a story for another day.” I reply.
“In that case, show me what you have been taught…teach me.” Krissy states; by now she has a grip on the dildo and is rapidly pumping it in and out of my pussy.
“Well first off there is a time for rushing and this is not it.” I reply and slow her hand down.
Krissy is looking hot. Her skin is wet from the shower and flushed with excitement, her lips are parted and she is taking short shallow breathes. With my hand on hers, I guide her speed and lower my lips to hers. When I know she is going to keep fucking me slowly, I release her hand and take hold of both of her breasts; these I knead as we kiss and as she fucks me.
I end the kiss; more out of necessity for breathe as for any other reason. I am not the only one breathing hard. Krissy’s eyes are glazed and mirroring my need.
“Pull it out.” I whisper; voice throaty again.
Krissy pulls it out and I guide her hand so that the dildo ends up between our lips. I stick my tongue out and lick the dildo. Krissy takes the clue and does the same. I see her eyes open in surprise when she tastes my pussy juices on the dildo but after only a small hesitation, she continues. I guide the dildo until the tip presses against her lips and when her lips part I guide it in further. I let her mouth the dildo for a couple of minutes as I nibble on her neck. Krissy’s nervousness is starting to abate. I remove the dildo from her mouth and lowering my head, I take one of her nipples into my mouth; the other I caress with the dildo. One thing Susan and her friends taught me was how to arouse a breast and it does not take long before I have Krissy’s nipples hard and her moaning in pleasure.
The shower is still on and the water is pouring over the both of us so I take care to not choke on the water running down her body and entering my mouth but the water so far is a minor inconvenience. I nibble my way down her slick, wet stomach to her even slicker, wetter pussy and when I get there, much to my surprise, I find a pussy with huge swollen lips. I give her clit a flick and suck her pussy lips into my mouth. The moisture is from more than the shower and I get my first taste of her. Her pussy juice has a sweet taste that makes me want to drink up forever. Krissy spreads her legs apart. I spread her pussy lips and insert the dildo between them. I rub the dildo between her pussy lips, while I suck on her clit; Krissy releases a long, low moan. I continue to suck and rub; every time the dildo comes to her cunt, I insert the tip into her. Krissy moves and the water running down her body to her pussy, threatens to drown me.
Krissy gives a little moan of disappointment when I pull away and stand up. I smile at her and taking hold of her chin, I give her another long kiss. She is much more into it this time and her hands grab my tits and ass as we kiss. This time when I pull away, it is with some reluctance. We are both breathing very hard but I am not ready to finish this yet. Krissy is a beautiful girl and one I want to have more than one sexual encounter with. And if I want this to be more than a one shot deal I have to give her something she will never forget and something she will want repeatedly.
I place the dildo back into my shower bag and take out my puffball and liquid soap. I squeeze some soap into the puffball. As I am doing this, Krissy strokes my back and ass, making me less unsure as to how long I can make her wait. Sex has been unsatisfactory since coming to college and I am hoping this does not turn out to be another unsatisfactory adventure.
I turn around, press my body up against hers and press her back against the wall. I take hold of a wrist in each of my hands and draw her arms above her head. Placing one wrist on top of the other, I trap her arms above her head. I am happy to see that Krissy is not going to fight me and that her eyes seem to light up in anticipation of the unexpected. I take the puffball and begin to wash her. I start with her arms, work my way to her neck, sides, breasts, stomach, outer and inner thighs. Thrust up against the wall as she is, the shower does little to wash the soap off her and when soap covers her body, I press my own against hers; rubbing my body up and down and from side to side. Both our bodies are quickly covered in the soap that had recently only covered hers.
I bring one hand up to caress her soapy breast and marvel at how firm it feels and yet, how the soap has made it soft and silky. I play with both her breasts for at least five minutes and the hardening buds tells me that I am not the only one that is turned on. In her heat, Krissy starts to move her lower body against mine. I press my body up against her, but do not release her trapped wrist, though I do allow her to guide her own body against me. It is with some reluctance that I pull away, but pull away I do.
“Turn around Krissy; I’m not even close to finish with you.” I manage to get out. Krissy gives a shiver.
I keep her arms above her as she turns around and once she has I wash her back and ass. Krissy has a firm nicely rounded ass and I spend a fair amount of time soaping this up. When her back and ass are soaped enough for my liking, and believe me it takes a lot before I am satisfied, I drop the puffball, take hold of one of her nipples and push my crotch against her soapy ass. I pinch her nipple as I rub the front of my body against her back and I am pleasantly surprised to discover that she likes her nipples pinched softly and breast caressed fairly hard; not as hard as I do but not tenderly either. I continue my hard massage and playful pinching until she starts to beg me for more.
“Make me come Trixie, please.” Krissy manages to finally get out.
I am still holding her arms above her head with one of my hands, the other I place against her back and caress my way down to her ass. Krissy spreads her legs in anticipation of me fulfilling her request. I run my hand down her ass; one finger strokes her anus and then slips between her pussy lips. Krissy pushes out her ass to provide a better angle. I stick my finger into her cunt and fuck her for a couple of minutes.
She is not pleased when I draw it back out but she holds her breath as I slowly trace my way to her anus. My finger is definitely wet enough, as is her ass and she is hot enough to beg, so now is the time for me to find out if she likes this part of sex. My fingertip tickles her anus, she pushes her ass back against my finger; I let my finger slip in. Krissy groans in pleasure as I slowly fuck her anus with one finger and her pussy with another. She tries to speed up the fucking by moving her hips but every time she does, I trap her body between the wall and myself and stop moving my hand.
“Make me come you bitch!” Krissy hisses.
My vision blurs for a moment, now is the time for a lesson.
I pull my fingers out of her, release her wrists, and forcefully turn her around. Krissy is frustrated; I see it in her eyes. Smiling I lower my mouth to hers and taking her lower lip between my teeth I nibble gently.
Krissy moans and pushes at me in frustration. I release her lip and move down her body. Finally thinking that I am going to give her what she wants she does not fight me but when I stop to take her nipple between my teeth, she tries to push me down. I clamp down harder until she hisses in pain.
Releasing her nipple I hiss back, “My name is Trixie, not bitch, not slut, or anything else that may want to let slip. I have nothing against talking dirty when I fuck, but I will not tolerate being called anything but my name. In turn, I promise to do you the same favour.”
Krissy, looks somewhat surprised at this turn of event, “Sorry Trixie, it just slipped out. I hardly remember saying it but you have me so fucking hot and in so much need of an orgasm that I’m ready to start crying again.”
I take her face between my hands, “Don’t worry, if you let me I will make love to you like you have never been made love to.
Keeping her face trapped between my hands, I kiss her again; this time pushing my tongue into her mouth as far as it can. I explore her mouth with my tongue; encouraging her to play with it as I do. I feel her legs tremble.
“I think it is time to move this to our room Krissy.”
Krissy is speechless and only nods. I hand her, her robe and not bothering with my own, I wrap my bath towel around myself. I pick up the rest of my stuff, place them in my shower bag and taking hold of Krissy’s hand I lead her back to our room. If anyone would have seen us they would have easily known what was going on but lucky for us our room is not far from the showers and we meet nobody; not that I would have minded but I’m not sure if Krissy is ready to have people know that she is being fucked by a girl.
Much to my surprise, Krissy that takes command when we get back to our room and now I am being pushed against the wall. Krissy takes my upper lip between her teeth and nibbles; I feel the towel fall away. She takes one of my nipples between her fingers and pinches; I moan and she bites a little harder on the lip and again pulls the nipple.
Krissy releases my lip, “Dam they’re long and hard Trixie.”
“They will get harder and longer yet, if you keep that up.” I manage to reply.
“Tell me how much you want me Trixie! Tell me that it’s me, just me as I am right now that you want!”
Now she has a finger between my pussy lips, which quickly becomes coated with my pussy juices.
“You’re dam hot Krissy. I want you so bad that by the time I am finished with you, you will be sore yet so thoroughly fucked that you will never deny me anything.” I manage to gasp out.
“You think so?” She inserts her finger into my pussy.
“I know so!”
I reach down and take hold of the hand fucking me. I pull her finger out of me and bring her hand up to my lips. I look her in the eye as I suck first one finger and then another into my mouth. Slowly, sensually, I clean her fingers of my juices. Krissy watches me hypnotized.
I release her fingers. “I love sex Krissy. I love trying something new. I like to tease, to get hot, to fuck and to be fucked, but what I really like is to make love. Anybody can fuck but few know how to make love. Do you know the difference Krissy?”
“I’m getting the impression that all I have ever been is fucked; teach me the difference Trixie.” Krissy replies breathlessly and her nostrils flutter.
I take Krissy by the hand and lead her to my bed. She still has her robe on, which is now soaked from her once wet body so I start by slowly taking this off her. As I remove her robe, I kiss and nibble her shoulders, neck, breasts. I let the robe fall to the floor and continue to my bed.
In truth, I am hot enough that my desire for release is almost unbearable, but to finally have Krissy naked in my bed. This is something I have fantasized about for some time, so this is an opportunity I do not want to lose by going too fast.
I lie on top of Krissy, force her legs open with my own and place my legs between hers. My body is fully upon her, our crotches rub, stomachs touch, and our breasts push against another. I take her face between my hands again and give her the best longest kiss I have ever learned to give. Kissing is something that I love to do and something I am still learning how to do. It is also something I figure I never will quit learning but even so, I have been told that I kiss very well. Therefore, I give Krissy the best I can. I kiss and nibble her lips for a long time and all the while, I move my body slowly against hers. We kiss, we move our bodies against one another, we get hot and then hotter. Krissy’s hands are all over my back and ass; her nails I am sure are leaving marks.
Once again, when I end the kiss we are both breathing hard but I do not let my breathing stop the next step to my seduction of this beauty. I take hold of her arms and trap them above her head. Thus trapped I kiss and nibble her chin, her neck, her ears, which I quickly discover are very sensitive, her underarms, and her arms themselves. I find another sensitive spot on the inside of her elbow and then her wrists; these I tickle and nibble; sending shivers of delight through her body. Having moved my kissing and nibbling that far up her results in me having to move my body up, which places my breasts within reach of her mouth and as I send the shivers through her body, Krissy takes advantage of the proximity of my breasts by sucking and nibbling. Krissy is doing a fair job on my extended nipples and it is with some regret that I pull my nibble from her mouth to work my way down her body. I lick my way back down her arms, shoulders, neck, and down to her breasts. I release her arms and take hold of a firm breast in each hand. I squeeze, massage, lick the breasts, suckle and nibble the nipples until the nipples are hard and impressively elongated. Biting the very tips of her nipples and flicking them with my nails send even more shivers of delight through her body. Here I find that it is the underside of her breasts and nipples of course that are the most sensitive.
I am pretty impress by Krissy’s self-control. I can tell that she is eager to have me give her an orgasm and throughout my ministrations, she catches and stops herself from pushing me to that end. Keeping my pace slow and steady, I pay attention to her sides, her flat stomach, narrow waist, and wide hips. By now, her body is almost too hot to touch. She moans, hisses, and vocalizes her pleasure. She experiences a small orgasm when I nibble her very sensitive inner thigh, just inches from her pussy. I do not let her orgasm distract me from my ultimate goal and I continue kissing, licking, and nibbling my way down her legs to her ankles. After I am satisfied with the attention I have provided the front of her, I have her lie on her stomach.
“Trixie, you are driving me nuts. Please…” her talk turns to moans of pleasure as I nibble the side of her breasts that are bulging out from under her. I spend a fair amount of time working my way from the side of one breast to the other, licking shoulders and back as I make my way across. Though Krissy’s breasts are about a mid-C, they are full and as such, an impressive amount of bulge has resulted from her lying on her stomach. I finish off this part of my seduction, by licking the sweat from her back and tickling the sides of her breasts with my nails.
Finally, it comes time to give her ass some attention. I have to admit I am an ass girl and I have wanted to get to Krissy’s ass for some time. I love a tight, rounded ass and Krissy’s is almost perfect. I cup an ass cheek in each hand; I squeeze and nibble her almost perfect cheeks. I find her ass wet from her pussy juices and I lick this off. Once she is “properly cleaned”, I spread her ass cheeks and tongue my way down her crack to her anus; I tickle and probe her anus with my tongue. Krissy grabs a fistful of the sheet in her fists as she experiences another mini orgasm. She thrust up with her ass, causing my stiffened tongue to probe the inside of her anus, all resulting a very vocal hiss followed by “Yes….fuck Trixie that feels so good!”
I finally decide I have teased her enough and that if I am not careful I will miss the pleasantry of filling my mouth with her pussy juices so I turn her back around. Krissy skin is hot to the touch and shinny with sweat. I trace my fingernails across her stomach and breasts.
“You want me to bring you to an orgasm Krissy?”
“Yes” she hisses.
“What will you do for me if I do Krissy?”
“Anything!”
“Anything, for how long?”
“Trixie!”
“For how long Krissy?” I do not relent and my nails leave a track across her thigh.
“Anything….Forever!. Now give me that orgasm dam you!” Krissy grasps.
I smile down at her and spreading her legs further apart, I bring my mouth to her hot pussy lips. Oh, she is ready for her orgasm all right. Her pussy lips are very hot, very swollen, and her pussy is very wet. When I suck her pussy lips into my mouth and apply a little of pressure she whimpers in sexual pain. I stiffen my tongue and drive it between her lips and finally into her cunt. Krissy’s back arches in pleasure and she pushes her pussy harder against me. She takes a fistful of my long black hair in her fist in her attempt to keep me where I am; her other hand pinches her nipples. I force my tongue in and out of her a few times and then lick between her pussy lips again, finishing off with a suck and nibble, then back into her hole I go. Her juices flow freely, wetting my face thoroughly. I tease and suck on her this way until I feel her coming.
Her legs start to vibrate, her stomach tightens, and she takes hold of both her breasts and squeezes them hard. Krissy pushes her pussy up and against my mouth. I take my finger, already wet from the teasing it had been doing to her pussy and push it all the way into her anus. The last is too much for Krissy and she releases her breasts to grab the back of my head, driving it even harder against her pussy. A scream of delight escapes her as she floods my mouth with her sweet tasting juices. The juices rush out of her with such ferocity that it almost feels like a cock ejaculating its sperm and this surprise almost makes me choke on the unexpected onrush. Thankfully, I quickly adjust and keep myself from choking as I drink as much of her juices up as I can.
“Yes….! Oh God YES…! YES….YES…FUCK THAT FEELS GOOOOOD….! Krissy screams between her hisses and moans as the orgasm runs through her.
In time, the orgasm spends itself out and Krissy falls flat onto the bed gasping for air. As she does, I very carefully kiss her still orgasm sensitive pussy causing her to experience subsequent mini orgasms.
“God Trixie that is the best I ever had…..You’re right, I have never truly been made love to before. Thank you…Now come up here so I can show you how much I appreciated it” Krissy manages to say when her orgasms have finished and she has caught her breath.
I look up at her and smile. Sticking out my tongue I work it between and up her pussy lips, up her stomach, between her breasts, up her neck, chin, and finally between her lips.
Krissy pulls back, “Your soaked Trixie, even your hair. I’m sorry.”
“There’s nothing to be sorry for. You are very sweet tasting, and if I was afraid of getting a little pussy juice on me I would not have kept my face buried as deeply as I did. Now shut up and kiss me.”
Instead of going straight back to kissing, she brushes back some of the wet hair from my face and licks some of her juices off my wet face. Only when she is satisfied does she bring her mouth back to mine and continue our kiss. I am so hot right now that it is all I can do to keep from screaming in frustration. I clamp down hard on my emotions to give Krissy a chance to show me what she can do.
As it turns out, Krissy is a good kisser but seems to have little experience in pleasing a girl. That said, she is eager to learn and is not shy at trying the suggestions I provide. My nipples when she gets to them are stiff, very long, and tender. I get her to bite on my nipples and breasts with such force that she leaves marks and until I am screaming in sexual pain and can take no more. With me guiding her actions, it takes her a half hour to reach my clit and when she does, my clit is easily twice as sensitive as my nipples were. My pussy lips are as swollen as hers were and as hot and wet. By now, she is starting to get the idea that I like to be bitten and nibbled so she takes my clit between her teeth and bites. I scream in pleasure and beg her to continue. Krissy, nibbles, bites, and licks for a good five minutes, bringing me closer and closer to the brink. When she buries her finger into my pussy, I spread my legs wide and guide her head to my inner thighs.
“Bite me, that’s it…harder. YES!”
I feel my juices running down the crack of my ass.
“Stick a finger in my ass…hiss.”
It turns out that she was already in the process of doing just that and the hiss is a hiss of pleasure not pain.
“That’s it…..!
My nails dig into her shoulder and my world explodes. I feel her bury her finger further into my pussy and ass and her bites move from my thigh to my clit…the juices rush out of me as I cry out in blissful release. My orgasm does not push my juices out of me with as much force as hers had, but I am sure my pussy expends as much juice as hers did. Her tongue, when it starts to lap up my juices, just increases the flow.
When I get my breath back and my world steadies, it is to find Krissy’s head on my shoulder. Her hand is cupping my breast, her fingers slowly flicking my nipple.
I stroke her hair, “That was very nice Krissy. I hope you enjoyed yourself.”
“That was the best I ever had Trixie…. Are we going to be okay after this?” Krissy manages to say after some hesitation.
“Is this bothering you Krissy. If so, let me know. I will not hold it against you and no hard feelings.” I manage to say past the lump in my throat.
“No, not this. I’m just wondering why I have never had such an orgasm with a guy and its implications, that’s all.”
“I was taught and have recently come to believe that most people do not really know how to make love or think they are too busy to spend the time to do it properly. They fuck, and once again, as I have recently come to find out myself, there is a world of difference between fucking and making love. Making love takes longer and takes more patience, more caring for your partner, but as you can see the end result is well worth it.”
“Oh, that I can attest to. Have you ever had a guy make love to you?” Krissy manages to say.
My mind immediately flashes back to my first. Susan had been very careful with my training and even the first guy she provided for me to fuck showed me more love than fucking. “Yes, I’ve had men who have loved me well, some that have fucked me silly, and the occasional that have done both.”
Lucky you.” Krissy manages to chuckle and gives my nipple a twist.
“Come here.” I hear myself say.
Krissy moves up and the kiss that ensues is not as long, but no less intense than the previous. The next time, when heads are buried between thighs, we are in a 69 position and when she has her orgasm I hear the ripping of sheets; when I have mine, my nails dig furors into her flesh.
As we lay back to catch our breath again, I am tempted to get some of my toys but decide that this evening should be spent exploring each others bodies and learning likes and dislikes. Besides, I reason, there will be enough time for toys later.
Thank the heavens that I have no classes early the next morning for we make love long into the night.
Chapter 2
I wake the next morning with a firm grip on a breast and my head on a shoulder. The shoulder under me stirs and I look up at Krissy.
“Good morning.” I manage to mumble.
“Morning Trixie. I have a class in an hour and got to go.” Krissy answers somewhat short.
I release Krissy’s breast and move my head off her shoulder to look her directly in the face. “Is everything okay Krissy?”
“Yes, just fine. I have a class that’s all.”
I prop myself on my elbow and watch as she gets out of bed and starts to dress. She has her back turned to me; giving me an outstanding view of her ass. I watch her put on g-string panty, which is her preference in underwear and then her push-up bra. She finishes off with her usual t-shirt and tight jeans. Krissy does not talk to me throughout her dressing and that is when it really sinks in that regardless of what she says, something is not right. I get out of bed as she is donning her jacket and go to her. I am happy to see that Krissy gives my nude body an appreciative look when I come to her but then quickly averts her eyes. Out of mercy, I pick up and put on my robe.
“What is it Krissy?” she does not reply. “You are not okay with what happened last night are you?”
“I’m okay with what happened…..Oh that’s not right at least I owe you the truth. I don’t know how I feel about it. I like you Trixie…but last night…and why me. Why did you pick me?” Now she is stammering and almost in tears.
“I didn’t pick you Krissy, it just happened. I don’t really understand what has you all wound up but if nothing else, remember this….I am not asking anything from you; no promises and no commitments. Last night was what it was. If you feel different in the light of the day, that’s okay.”
“I don’t know what I feel in the light of day! Look Trixie I really have to go.”
And quick as that she is out the door.
Well, that does not bode well. She’s acting like she can’t even face me today. Dam it! Dam it all to hell, and dam society and how they make us feel. She is probably not acting much different than I did my first time. I was full of uncertainties; questioning my sexual orientation and all because society treats us different. When I was going through this, I was completely wrapped up in Susan and that helped me get past some of my taught social prejudices; what does Krissy have to help her work her way through. I’ve never made my sexual orientation a secret. I don’t scream it in the streets and I don’t agree with those that do but I don’t make it a secret that I am willing to bed a girl as readily as a boy. But society being the way it is, makes me and those like me different. Even these gay rights parades scream to the world that we are different, that we deserve something special, and those I do not totally agree with either. I just want to be left to enjoy my life the way I want to live it not the way others want me to live it.
Krissy was very uncomfortable this morning and whatever happens things will not be the same in this room. Dam it Trixie, why couldn’t you just leave things as they were? Now look what you have done. Oh sure, she was the one that came to me in the shower but I was the one that put myself in her bed, I’m the one that turn on the sex appeal that Susan taught me. I just had to get naked with her in bed…just to keep her warm…right. Dam it, dam it, and dam it all to hell…
Swearing done with and feeling a little better, I conclude that there is nothing I can do to change the facts. I decide it is time to dress, get something to eat and even though I know my head will not be in it, get to class. In somewhat of a daze I put on my underwear and then make my way to the closet for skirt and blouse. I pass the mirror on my way to the closet and see my reflection. It dawns upon me that without thinking I have dressed in the sexiest underwear I have. The blue silk bikini panty barely covers my crotch and only a quarter of my ass, the tight fitting lacy half-cup blue bra compresses and bulges my breasts; it only covers a portion of my areolas and does little to hide stiffened nipples, the blue silk stockings shimmer. I shrug and continue on to the closet and instead of a skirt, I settle on a dress with a deep V in front. The dress is blue and white in color, tight fitting, and the V exposes a lot of cleavage and just a hint of my bra. Dressed, I give my long black hair a proper brushing; apply my makeup, and finally my four-inch high-heeled shoes. I look into the mirror at the result and find myself happy enough.
You are a beautiful girl Trixie; I keep my promise to Susan.
The dress, even though it is sexy is meant to be worn during the day, so I am comfortable that will not look out of place. Besides and even though, the freak snowstorm is over; I will still have to wear a heavy coat. Therefore, jacket on, book bag in hand, my mind weighing heavily on Krissy, I make my way to a campus restaurant for some brunch.
I manage to get to my favourite café without freezing my ass, though the cold air making its way under my dress has goosed bumped my skin. Upon entering, I see that it is my lucky day as Marcus is serving. Marcus is not my type, being shorter than I prefer, but he seems to have an unreasonable crush on me and I am sure the way I choose to dress today will not help matters. Because to this crush I get excellent service from him and half the time whatever I eat or drink is “on the house”, which is something I can appreciate being a student and all.
“Hello Marcus, can I have some coffee and a toasted Ham and Swiss, please.” I give him one of my winning smiles.