First Time [FF] [Lesbian]

*Not as great as the last one I posted I don’t think. But I hope you enjoy! I wish I could post the drawings I did for these as well!

Ida was just barely asleep when she heard the door open. Her friend Ashlyn was staying over, visiting from out of town. It had been years since they had seen each other last. And the connection was still strong between them. Ida had never been with a woman, but there was a certain warmth she had felt during her time with Ash, which she had promptly attributed to the Merlot. Same with the warm flushness she felt on her cheeks when Ash had laughed at her jokes…or when Ash had grabbed her forearm while intently telling a story. She had dozed thinking about Ash’s smile, and questioning her own motives for doing so. She heard the floor creak and soft steps come across the room. Her hearth pounded. But she stayed motionless and pretended not to notice.

Was Ash really coming in?

The bed softly took on the weight of another person, and a cool draft went over Ida’s body as the sheets lifted and she was aware of Ash climbing under the covers. Her heart was in her throat. She felt a warm hand over her hips. Ash had clearly felt the same connection, and was not wasting any time. Ash’s hand gently rubbed over the small of her back as moved in close. Her warmth encompassed Ida. Her sweet breath tickled her upper back.
Ash’s hand made it’s way between Ida’s legs, stroking her inner thigh. Ida felt an immediate rush of wetness inside her. She had not wanted anyone or anything as bad as she now wanted Ash. She continued to lie motionless though, as Ash stroked around her, rubbing her butt and upper thighs. Her hand could not have gotten to her pussy quick enough. Ida found herself wanting it, and wanting it now. Two fingers touched her labia, parting them. It was like opening the flood gates, her inner wetness was allowed to escape. She felt the warm stickiness on her inner thigh, and on the sheets, and she could just barely make out her own sweet scent.

Four fingers. Flat. Rubbing her up and down. Then one, parting her and going inside. Ida gasped, she moved her knee up to allow Ash room. Spreading herself made her feel even sexier and her heartbeat picked up a notch again.

Ash started kissing her back and neck. Her soft breasts pressed against her spine.

Then Ash did something completely unexpected. She straddled Ida, pinning Ida’s legs together. She pushed on Ida’s shoulder with one hand, and held her hip in the other, and she began to hump. Ida did not know why, but she found it incredibly hot. Ash’s inner thighs rubbing against her rear. Then she keyed in on Ash’s pussy, which was between her cheeks, and pressing into her tailbone. Wetness from Ash was spreading back and forth on Ida. Ash was breathing heavy, almost panting. Then she let out a slight squeal. It felt so amazing to be turning on Ash so much. To be used. She felt like a goddess.

Ida forced her hand under her own hips and tugged on her own mound while Ash…fucked?
Yes fucking. Ash was fucking her.
Raw. Primal.
It felt so amazing.

She could feel the heat between Ash’s legs, and the friction and wetness made the sensation that much stronger. Ida felt like she could come right then and there, but held herself together.

Ash stopped, laying down on Ida. Her breasts were warm, and just a bit sticky with sweat. She rolled over and pulled Ida with her so Ida was on her back.

Ash made her way down between Ida’s legs, and spread them. Ida could audibly hear her own heartbeat, it was pounding so fast. She had always wondered what it would feel like.

Played with herself many times thinking about it. Not thinking about Ash specifically…well, maybe once or twice.

Fingers spread her, and a thumb rubbed her clit. Breath was super close. She braced herself. Wanting it so bad. The thumb parted her labia, up and down, sending signals up and down her body.
She squealed.

Wet lips

Hot breaths.

A strange sensation. A spongy feeling.
A tongue. Lightly. It licked her outer lips. And then as if she was making out, Ash’s mouth sealed around Ida, and sucked. Ida moaned and gasped. She arched her back. Some other force was controller her hips. She needed to press against Ash’s face. Her mouth needed to be against her. That tongue. Parting her up and down. She could barely stand it. It felt almost too good.

Her fingers had never come close to this. She felt herself get wetter, unable to discern between her own wetness and Ash’s mouth.

She looked down at herself. Her hips in the air. Ash’s soft face, her eyes closed in concentration as she maximized the pleasure shooting through Ida. Ash’s cute bum sticking up further down the bed. Now Ida was fucking her. Gyrating her hips against Ash’s jaw. But it wasn’t enough. Not nearly enough. She sat up.

Ash looked up at her. A wry smile on her face…and half a question as to what Ida’s move was.

Ida reached down, grabbed her face and kissed her. Her mouth was so sweet, and she tasted herself faintly. She didn’t linger.

She pulled Ash to her, and then rolled her over onto her back. Ida straddled her and put her pussy right up to Ash’s mouth.

Ash didn’t miss a beat.

She continued with her tongue and lips. Ida slowly rocked her hips back and forth. Then used force to push her clit against Ash’s upper lip, and against her nose. Ida pressed her breast with one hand, and leaned back with her other shoulder, pressing herself against Ash’s face. She reach back and began to play with Ash’s pussy. Unsurprisingly, she found it just as wet as her own.

Ash moaned through her mouth, and the sound sent sensations shooting up through Ida’s body. Ash’s hip raised to meet Ida’s fingers, which were parting Ash’s labia and making a small slow circle around her clit. Ida didn’t know which way was up. The sensations were everywhere.

She could feel Ash’s tongue part her labia, and even penetrate her slightly, then it would push her labia to the side and slide between the inner and outer, and then it would go back to the middle and then to the other side. Ida was gasping and moaning with no control. Two fingers were inside of Ash, and she was moaning into Ida. Ida realized she was pulling Ash’s hair, she stopped and rubbed the side of her forehead, taking a moment to look between her breasts down at Ash’s face.

Of a sudden Ash pushed on the back of Ida’s thighs, pushing her over onto her back.
Ash rolled over on top of Ida, forcing herself between Ida’s thighs. Ida instinctively grabbed onto Ash’s hips, as Ash slowly started to grind against Ida.

Ida thought she had reached the pinnacle of sensation already. But the soft wet feel of Ash’s pussy pressed against her own was something new entirely. And at a whole different level. She wrapped her legs and pulled Ash against her. Her hips involuntarily moving back and forth.

Each time Ash’s labia rubbed her clit, they would catch it slightly, sending a shiver, before sliding on. Back and forth. Ash was flexing her hips and pushing Ida deep into the bed.

Ida wanted Ash. She had her. But she wanted her. She wanted her inside of her. Not literally. But in her soul. She wanted to be complete with her. She grabbed her butt and pinch-pulled her up and down against her.
Her hips were spread.
Her back was arched.
She was open for Ash, and Ash was there. Pressing her own pussy against Ida’s. There wetness mingled. Their mouths were locked together. Their breath against each other’s cheeks through their noses. Ash’s hips and thighs were digging into Ida. And Ida wanted all of it. The cadence of their thrusts was increasing. They were both sweating now. Their hair mingling. Their moans filling the air.
Then Ash leaned back. She lifter one leg and put it over Ida’s hip. Their pussies pressed together even firmer than before. Ash pressed down on Ida’s breast, and then she fucked her.

Hard.

Fast.

With full abandon Ash moved her hips back and forth between Ida’s. Both of their labia were full and swollen.

Theirs clits connected over and over again.

For a minute Ida thought she might die it felt so good.

She yanked on the bedding.

Pulled Ash’s rear.

Grabbed her breasts.

Pinching her.

Ash was nearly screaming.

Ida couldn’t breathe.

She was gasping in short quarter breaths.

The world was going dark around her. She forgot who she was. All consciousness left her. She was in a dream. She was so aware of her body. The pressure on her breasts. The labia intertwined with hers. The loud moans. Her pussy was throbbing. Inside and out. A sharp sensation was filling her. Originating from her clit out to the rest of her body. She screamed, a frightening murderous scream. One hand grabbed the bedding and pulled, the other grabbed Ash’s hips.
Ash screamed as well.

And then it happened.

The world stopped.

She couldn’t breathe.

It hit her. Shockwaves
Clenching. Release.
And then again. And again.

Ash was digging into her breast uncontrollably as she too climaxed. Ida
felt her clenching and pulsing as well.
Ash’s wetness ran out and down onto Ida, mixing with her wetness, heightening the sensations.

Ash pushed herself into Ida with final abandon, as if to squeeze the last bit of pleasure out of the moment.

The waves were still coming. Slower now. And less intense.

Then fainter still.

Ash collapsed onto Ida. Ida felt like the world was complete. She embraced Ash, and their cheeks met.

They exchanged warmth with each other. Blissfully at peace. Their breathing synchronized and slowed. Ida’s last thoughts before drifting off to sleep were of how she must be the luckiest girl alive…and faint thoughts of excitement as looked forward to the morning.
END.

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