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  A tremendous energy swept through Alice, born of her certainty that Rosa was deriving honest pleasure from her touch. Even though John had obviously enjoyed fucking her during the beginning of their relationship, the satisfaction he’d taken from her body never left her feeling powerful. Instead, she’d felt dirty, compromised, and, perhaps worst of all, unfulfilled. With Rosa, everything was different. Every pass of her thumb over Rosa’s throbbing clit elicited a breathless moan that bolstered her self-confidence to heights unknown, making Alice feel, for once, like she could take on the whole world if needed.

  She pressed her lips to Rosa’s ear and whispered hotly, “I wouldn’t let anything happen to you.”

  Rosa stiffened, and shook, and threw an arm around Alice’s shoulders. “Oh, Alice,” she groaned, clinging tightly as intermittent spasms wracked her already trembling frame. “Oh fuck…how are you…this…on the first…time, my ass.”

  Alice grinned at the implication of Rosa’s jumbled accusation. “A good imagination, the Internet, and lots of quality time with myself,” she said, translating the question Rosa had tried to ask. She slipped her fingers out of Rosa’s pussy, painted her clit and labia with a renewed layer of hot juices, then stuck them back in. “But really, I’m doing whatever feels good.”

  A loud cry slipped past Rosa’s tightly compressed lips and echoed off the walls, making Alice glad they’d found a place where Rosa could give full voice to her pleasure. She’d never heard a sweeter sound, especially because she was the one who’d caused that desperate, ecstatic wail. Emboldened, Alice started to tell Rosa exactly how much she enjoyed listening to her get fingered, but Rosa cut her off with an even louder shout that was quickly followed by a high-pitched, girlish moan and then, thrillingly, a gush of hot juices that spilled onto Alice’s palm. Strong muscles contracted around Alice’s fingers for what felt like whole minutes while Rosa whimpered and clutched at her arm, likely to ensure that she wouldn’t withdraw until her climax had burnt itself out.

  “Not yet,” Rosa whispered, still fluttering inside. “Stay.”

  Shushing her, Alice rested her cheek on Rosa’s breast and listened to the rapid thrum of her heartbeat. “I’m not going anywhere.”

  Rosa placed her hand over the fingers still embedded within her body. “Holy shit, Alice. Where the hell did you learn to do that?”

  Alice rolled her eyes. She assumed Rosa was playing up her success in an attempt to boost her confidence. “I’m glad it was all right.”

  “All right? Alice—” Rosa’s hips surged, and she groaned as she dragged Alice’s fingers out until only the first inch or so remained. She guided Alice back inside, setting off another round of involuntary contractions. “I promise…I’m not just…being nice.” Rosa’s nostrils flared, and in her peripheral vision, Alice saw her toes literally curl. “You’re a freakin’ natural.”

  “Yeah?” Alice took Rosa’s nipple into her mouth, sucking lightly as she dragged her fingers from their cozy home to perform another slow, deliberate insertion. The tremors that hadn’t yet subsided swiftly intensified, causing Rosa’s thighs to quake violently as she sobbed with what sounded a little too much like distress. Alice stilled her fingers. “Do you need a break?”

  Rosa gave a vigorous nod, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I think so, yeah.”

  Somewhat concerned, Alice withdrew as carefully as she could, slightly guilt-stricken about savoring each and every aftershock caused by the friction against Rosa’s sensitive pussy. “Please tell me the truth. Did I hurt you?” She laid her sticky fingers over Rosa’s soaked labia, hating to sever their intimate connection already. “I’m so sorry if I did.”

  Rosa laughed and rubbed her watery eyes with the heels of her hands. “Oh no, baby…not at all.”

  Vaguely unconvinced, Alice sat up to watch Rosa recover. Her face and chest were visibly flushed, even in the low light, and she wore a goofy smile that belied the tears she’d shed only moments ago. Quietly, Alice murmured, “I didn’t mean to push you too far.”

  Rosa’s hand landed on Alice’s thigh, up high near the juncture, reminding her that she was naked except for a pair of drenched panties. “You didn’t. It’s…there are only so many times I can come before my body forces me to stop and recover. And…it’s been a while. And that was intense.”

  Alice returned her gaze to Rosa’s pussy, elated that she no longer seemed self-conscious at all. “You…really had more than one orgasm?”

  “Didn’t you feel me?”

  She had, yet it seemed too incredible to believe. “Yes.”

  “You made me come, Alice Wu, multiple times.” Rosa took the hand Alice had used to fuck her and placed it back onto flesh that continued to throb and leak hot juices, evidence to support her claim. “It was obvious you did your homework. Go forth into the world with renewed sexual confidence, young Padawan, because I’m not sure there’s anything left to teach you.”

  Except one thing. Now more excited than nervous despite being messier than ever, Alice swiped her fingers through Rosa’s sodden folds and raised her hand to her mouth. She hesitated only briefly before slipping the wet digits between her lips. Rosa’s sweet flavor exploded onto her taste buds, ratcheting her hunger to greater heights. Mumbling her approval, she licked her fingers one by one, exhilarated to be so happy with the taste. She’d hoped she would be.

  Once she’d cleaned herself thoroughly under Rosa’s watchful gaze, Alice snuck her hand into her own panties. As expected, she was as wet as the mythical great flood. She sighed, a mixture of pleasure caused by the light touch of her fingers and disappointment at the thick, almost ropy strands of fluid that clung to them. “Fingering you didn’t exactly help my wetness problem.”

  “Except I told you, it’s not a problem.”

  Skeptical, Alice pulled her hand from her panties and spread her fingers to show how the viscous fluid connected them. “Seriously?”

  Rosa sat up, approaching as though she might take Alice’s saturated fingers between her lips. “You smell yummy.”

  Blushing, Alice stuck the fingers into her own mouth, determined to check the flavor before she allowed Rosa a turn. She tasted less sweet than Rosa did. Surprisingly mild, in fact. Alice went back for seconds, faltering only when she finally noticed Rosa staring at her with a ravenous expression. She pulled the fingers from her mouth with a bashful shrug. “Just checking.”

  “May I have a turn?”

  Alice’s stomach fluttered as she once again dipped into the pool of arousal between her thighs. Playing with herself for only a moment, an over-too-quickly tease, she held her breath and offered Rosa three glistening fingers. “All right.”

  Without breaking eye contact, Rosa bent to take Alice’s fingers into her mouth. Her eyes closed as soon as her tongue hit Alice’s skin, and a low noise of grateful appreciation bubbled up from deep within her chest. Locking her hand around Alice’s wrist, Rosa opened her eyes to stare directly into Alice’s soul—or at least that’s how it felt—as she sucked every last drop of wetness from the digits. By the time Rosa released her from the hot suction of her mouth, Alice had lost any desire to be demure about the offer of fantasy fulfillment.

  Rosa closed the distance between them to take Alice down onto her back in the center of the sleeping bag. She climbed on top and nudged her leg between Alice’s, smearing Alice’s bare thigh with her hot cum in the process, before once again wrenching her hands above her head to pin her down. As if in slow motion, she bent to kiss Alice’s throat and then her nipples—punctuating each teasing peck of her lips with a light nip of her teeth—before at last moving up to whisper into Alice’s ear. “You’re my new favorite flavor. May I please take off your panties and have some more?”

  Alice nodded, unsure she could speak, then gasped, “My heart’s beating like crazy.”

  Rosa rested her hand between Alice’s breasts and rubbed, soothing her instantly, if not completely. “Mine, too. You’re excited, just like I am. Doesn’t it feel good?
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  Alice was only used to feeling this level of anticipation as a byproduct of her anxiety. Strange, then, that it did feel kind of good…in this context. “Yes.”

  “Shh.” Rosa stroked her chest and then, after Alice’s labored breathing began to slow, glanced down the length of her body. “Alice, tell me what you want. Should I slip your panties off? Or would you rather I put my hand inside them and play with your clit a little?” She waited a beat. Then when Alice failed to catch her breath long enough to answer, she added, “Or you could touch yourself while I kiss your breasts.”

  Alice had already experienced having her breasts kissed. Masturbating herself was old hat. As much as she’d adore watching Rosa’s hand work within her panties while she jerked Alice off, that wasn’t what she wanted right now, either. Because what she’d never done—what she wanted more than anything—was to feel the sensation of another person’s tongue on her clit. Be brave, Alice. She inhaled deeply, then exhaled through her nose. “Take them off.”

  Rosa hesitated long enough to make Alice worry that she’d been spooked by her case of nerves, but then Rosa launched into action, shifting to sit beside her hips, fingers curled beneath the elastic waistband of her panties. She checked Alice’s face before lowering the sheer fabric at a glacial pace in a long, drawn-out reveal, bit by torturous bit. Rosa swallowed, seemingly rapt at the sight of Alice’s hip bones, her neat triangle of dark pubic hair, her naked thighs. Hoarsely, she whispered, “Alice, I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you. That’s the truth.”

  Somehow Alice believed her, and that imbued her with all the confidence she needed to open her legs. “Same.”

  Rosa laughed, and Alice took a moment to study her features in the soft, bluish light that filled the room. She was as stunning as ever, if a bit mussed, but what made her truly ethereal was the kindness and compassion lighting her up from within. Rosa took Alice’s hand and kissed the knuckles softly, then grinned at Alice until she couldn’t help but grin back.

  “What?” Alice murmured. The air felt suddenly charged, crackling with possibility.

  Rosa seemed to sense the change, too, and broke eye contact while visibly struggling to regain her composure. Alice sensed that Rosa’s emotions were running every bit as high as hers, most likely sending some of the same intense, confusing messages to her heart that Alice was also struggling to process. Afraid to move, afraid to even breathe, Alice said nothing, waiting for Rosa to take the lead. She didn’t want to speak and ruin this moment between them or bring their transcendental evening to a crashing halt.

  After countless shared breaths, Rosa looked into Alice’s eyes again, still full to the brim with passion but with a noticeably tighter hold on her emotional state. “I’m going to lie on my belly between your legs.” She began to move down the length of Alice’s body on the first word, acting out her intentions as she spoke. “And press your smooth, sweet thighs apart.” Her hands landed high up on Alice’s inner thighs—mere inches from her swollen labia—and gently nudged her legs open until they were wide enough to accommodate Rosa’s torso. “And admire how pretty your mouthwatering pussy looks up close.”

  Rosa’s searing breath washed over Alice’s overheated labia, and her heart hammered at the realization that Rosa was right there, in the place John had been too disgusted to put his mouth, even after she’d once broken down and begged him to try. Her breathing faltered as fear crawled up her spine, the growing certainty that she wasn’t right down there, that nobody would enjoy feasting on her like that.

  All those thoughts—every thought—evaporated at the warm press of Rosa’s lips against her labia. Alice inhaled sharply at the ecstatic pleasure of the intimate kiss, stunned by the discovery that reality, in this case, surpassed every fantasy she’d ever had. She opened her mouth to speak, to ask Rosa if she looked okay, if she tasted all right, but could only moan when Rosa drew the flat of her tongue along her labia, from right above Alice’s opening on up to flick the hard point of her erect clit. Afterward, Rosa lifted her head and gazed up at her, lips wet, chin already shiny with Alice’s juices. “You taste even better than you look.”

  Rosa kept her eyes locked on Alice’s as she licked the length of her pussy again, then very gently sucked on one side of her labia in a way that turned Alice’s muscles to water. Paralyzed by the unimaginable bliss of it all, unable to move or even to look at what was happening to her, Alice balled her hands into fists and tried to commit everything about the way Rosa was making her feel to memory. She groaned loudly, unashamed by the disappointment that crashed over her at the sudden, momentary loss of Rosa’s sultry mouth. “Please,” she whispered, sounding so pitiful she cringed. “Please don’t stop.”

  Rosa kissed her labia, then rubbed her face back and forth in an apparent effort to cover her chin, nose, and cheeks in Alice’s wetness. She drew away, checked to make sure Alice was watching, then pulled open her outer lips while deliberately touching her tongue to the rigid clit she’d exposed. Once again, Alice wished for a flashlight, in love with the vision of her pussy being licked and sucked by a graceful, feminine mouth. It looked and felt so heavenly, in fact, that a familiar pressure swiftly bloomed between Alice’s thighs, signaling the beginning of the end.

  “No,” Alice whispered. She didn’t want this to be over. Not yet. Not so soon. “No, no.”

  Rosa backed off slightly, still connected to her by a thin line of saliva and cum. “Stop?”

  “No!” As much as she wanted to draw this out, Alice couldn’t imagine asking Rosa to slow down, let alone stop altogether. “Don’t stop. I just…” She gasped when Rosa’s tongue returned to her opening and pressed slightly inside. “Oh, fuck.” Her voice came out low and gravelly, unrecognizable to her ears. “I like that.”

  Rosa worked a hand beneath her to grab one of her butt cheeks while wrapping her other arm around Alice’s shaking thigh. Raising her face after a firm suck on Alice’s labia, she bared her teeth in a feral growl. “You like being licked?” Going back in, Rosa batted Alice’s clit with her tongue, then slurped noisily. “Getting your pussy eaten out?”

  This was worlds better than any porn movie she’d ever seen, and even while watching those, Alice rarely made it to the end of the video. Defying her expectations of failure, her body surged to the finish line before she could shout a warning or do anything at all to try to forestall the inevitable. As she convulsed with wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure, Alice flung her hands into Rosa’s hair in an effort to force her tongue more firmly against her pulsing clit. When she realized how easily this new handhold would allow her to fuck Rosa’s talented mouth, she did exactly that until the last of her contractions had faded away. It took a few seconds after her climax had ended to come back to herself, and longer still to loosen her grip on Rosa’s head.

  “I’m sorry, I didn’t—” Alice gasped when Rosa’s tongue very gently traced a path from her clit down to her opening, triggering multiple aftershocks. “Hurt you, did I?”

  Rosa snorted, lifted her head to wink at Alice, then continued to casually lap at her labia. “I’m not nearly as delicate as you think I am,” she said in a teasing manner. Eyes twinkling, she pulled Alice into her mouth and uttered a low, drawn-out hum to deliver delicious vibrations straight to her clit. Rosa pulled back, waited a few seconds for Alice’s whimpers to quiet, then broke into a triumphant, beaming smirk. “By the way, you came fast.”

  “Tell me about it,” Alice lamented, though she couldn’t help but smile in relief at their accomplishment. She wasn’t broken. She could feel the same excitement and pleasure with a lover that she saw in films and read about in stories. “So I guess it was John’s fault, after all.”

  Rosa wrinkled her nose and covered Alice’s whole pussy with her mouth, sliding her tongue in wide circles over the slippery, heated flesh. She licked and nibbled and sucked until Alice teetered on the edge of an improbable second orgasm, then pulled away to let her calm down. “Clearly.”

  Alic
e felt around for Rosa’s hand, grabbing it as a wave of deep gratitude crashed over her. Apparently they weren’t done here yet. Rosa seemed both ready and willing to make her come again, to draw out this once-in-a-lifetime experience a little while longer. Even as she marveled at Rosa’s generosity, a warm stream of air blew over her hyper-aroused clit, raising goose bumps across every inch of Alice’s sweat-dampened skin. Feeling it needed to be said, Alice caressed Rosa’s cheek and murmured, “You know, you don’t have to…uh, do that again.” She stopped talking briefly when Rosa gave her labia a sensuous slurp in an apparent act of defiance. “If you don’t want to.”

  “I know that.” Rosa let go of her hand so she could use her fingers to spread Alice open, until her hard clit jutted out far enough to allow Rosa to take it between her full, supple lips. She bobbed her head up and down, sucking Alice off theatrically, then swirled the tip of her tongue in fast circles until Alice lifted her hips in a silent plea for more. Rosa drew back with a self-satisfied grin. “But you seem to really enjoy it…and since the first time went by a little too quickly for my liking…” She nuzzled into Alice, inhaling. “I want to make you come in my mouth again.” Her tongue snaked out to toy with Alice’s clit in an infuriatingly abrupt tease. “As long as you don’t mind.”

  Alice cradled Rosa’s face in her hands, pulling her forward. She ran her fingertips along the strong line of Rosa’s jaw when it resumed working against her. “I love how this feels so much.” She planted her feet and lifted her hips, thrilled by the suggestiveness of the image they created, one woman feeding her eager cunt to another. “You’re very, very good at that.” She stroked Rosa’s hair, recalling how much she’d enjoyed that comforting touch coupled with verbal praise. “The best I can imagine.”

  Rosa smiled around her clit. “Thank you.” She turned and nipped Alice’s inner thigh. “Do you want me to put a finger inside you this time?”