“Now the bra,” murmured Veronica.
As she undid the clips, her pulse thumped in her ears. After she tugged it off, she shivered, feeling the weight of Veronica’s eyes on her breasts.
“Lovely,” Veronica murmured.
When she quickly took off her own top and bra, Kathleen swallowed hard. Her breasts were more than a handful, with brown, upright nipples. Completely overwhelmed by the unexpected intensity of her physical response, she whispered. “You’re so beautiful.”
Veronica wriggled closer. “Touch my breasts.”
Kathleen reached out with her fingers, tentatively stroking the curve, then moving to circle a nipple. When Veronica let out a little moan, she looked at her in surprise. “You like that?”
Veronica hissed out a breath and said, “Now the other breast. Do whatever you like.”
Kathleen became bolder, stroking and lightly squeezing, fascinated by how the nipples hardened. Unable to help herself, she lowered her head to take one into her mouth, loving how Veronica responded with quiet groans.
“Can I touch you?” Veronica whispered.
She nodded mutely, then shivered with pleasure when Veronica feathered her lips up her neck and brushed her lips over her mouth. A shock of electricity ran through her when Veronica deepened the kiss and pulled her into her. The feel of her breasts against hers felt so good that her own nipples stiffened in response. Closing her eyes, she let the pleasure wash over her.
They stayed for a while exploring each other’s mouths. When Veronica slipped her tongue into her mouth and swirled it around, she felt the heat rush to her groin. Then Veronica grasped her bottom and squeezed as she kissed her. Kathleen swallowed her disappointment when Veronica pulled away and said softly with a note of vulnerability, “Do you want me to continue?”
“I want you to keep going more thananything,” she managed to gasp out.
After looking deeply into her eyes, Veronica started the slow trail with her lips down her neck until she came to her breasts. Kathleen groaned and arched into her as she lavished her nipples with her mouth and tongue. “Oh, God.”
Somehow, Veronica had manoeuvred her around until she was under her, but she didn’t care. Her body was on fire and there was a burning need building up between her legs. She’d never felt anything like it. It consumed her. Veronica’s hand was on her stomach, massaging the soft flesh. She undid the top button of her jeans and slid down the zip, Kathleen arched her hips up to allow her to slide them down and pull them over herknees. She had no control over her body now, not when Veronica was sucking and nibbling her breasts like that.
Then when Veronica slipped her fingers lightly into the warmth between her legs and hit her clit, Kathleen moaned loudly. She closed her eyes, wanting nothing more than to be consumed by her. Veronica began to stroke in small circles.
She placed her hands on Veronica’s shoulders and rocked her hips for more friction. “Oh, don’t stop…that feels wonderful.”
A groan escaped from Veronica’s throat. “You’re so wet,” she whispered and increased the speed, pressing down where Kathleen wanted her the most.
She whimpered as something inside of her began to grow, building gradually into a burning force as Veronica increased her pace. Kathleen pumped her hips, frantically striving for something… she hadn’t a clue what. All she knew was that if Veronica stopped, she would die. And then the building pressure broke into a wave of intense pleasure.
It surged through her like a tidal wave, reaching every nerve in her body. She screamed out Veronica’s name as her body convulsed. Veronica slowly removed her fingers as she gradually came off the high and the pleasure slowly ebbed away. She’d never felt anything so wonderful, and she sagged back on the couch unable to move.
Veronica slid off her and took her in her arms. “Are you all right, Kathleen,” she asked a little anxiously.
Kathleen cracked an eye open. “Are you kidding me. That was incredible.”
Veronica stroked her hair. “I didn’t mean to go so far. I couldn’t stop myself.”
Kathleen snuggled into her, loving her smell, her touch. “I’ve never orgasmed with anyone before,” she said frankly.
Veronica pulled her closer. “Then I’m privileged I was the first.”
“Can I touch you?”
“Not tonight. That’s the next lesson,” said Veronica. “Now let’s go to bed. You will stay with me tonight?”
“If you want me to,” she said shyly.
“I do. Intimacy is not only about sex; it’s sharing a bed with the person you want to be with. There’re PJs in the walk-in wardrobe and a spare toothbrush in the bathroom cupboard.”
Kathleen returned in the soft cotton pyjamas and slid into the bed. She curled into the warmth beside Veronica, who was already under the covers, arms open.
They didn’t speak.
