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RHIA
Things are getting a little too serious to keep Rhiaâs word.
She is currently lying underneath Phoebe, her head up against the armrest of Phoebeâs couch as the blonde straddles her. Their harmless making out is becoming less and less harmless as the night goes on.
âAll this because I cooked you some brownies?â Phoebe teases as they break to catch their breath.
Rhia leans up and presses her lips to the hollow of Phoebeâs throat. She slides her tongue against the womanâs skin, causing her to shudder with pleasure. âAndâŚhow about breakfast in the morning?â She leaves the meaning of those words unspoken, but the way Phoebeâs grin lights up is enough for her to know the message is received. In response, Phoebe arches her back and gives her a little grind of her hips, causing Rhia to gasp.
âIâll cook you breakfast any morning if it means I get to wake up next to you,â she says.
âWeâre in agreement, then,â Rhia whispers, wrapping her leg around Phoebeâs back and pulling her down until their bodies are flush with one another. Her skirt slides up to her waist as she does, but she doesnât mind. They meld together perfectly even with their clothing still in the way. âBecause thereâs nowhere else Iâd rather be right now.â
Phoebeâs reaction is exactly what Rhia is going for. She lets out the cutest little whimper and brings her arm down to Rhiaâs legs, toying with her fishnets. âIâd love it if you werenât wearing these anymore,â she says.
âOh?â Rhia says. âThat can be arranged.â She reaches up to tug at Phoebeâs dress. âBut youâre kind of in the way. And also far too clothed.â
Phoebe blushes madly, then sits up, straddling Rhia once more. She reaches down to pull her dress up and over her head, then throws it aside uncaringly. The fluidness of the motion makes Rhia shiver.
âAww, I wanted to do that,â she says. Itâs partly a lie. Sheâs more than happy to watch Phoebe disrobe. She leans up and drags her eyes up and down Phoebeâs underwear-clad body. Sheâs absolutely gorgeous, her shoulders and upper chest speckled with light freckles, her skin pale and creamy. Rhia wants nothing other than to kiss more of her, all of her curves, from top to bottom. Her bra and her panties are lacy and dark blue, just begging to be removed.Â
âMy turn,â Phoebe says. She slips onto her side, pinning Rhia against the couch cushions, then slides her hands further up Rhiaâs skirt, causing her to whimper with anticipation. She gives her ass a nice squeeze, then grabs the waistline of her fishnets and begins to gently pull them down, down, down her legs. Thereâs a moment where Rhiaâs skirt rides a little too high on her hips, and Phoebe stops short, staring and somehow blushing even harder than before.
âJust noticed Iâm not wearing any panties, did you?â Rhia says with a grin. She wasnât planning on anything like this happening tonight. She just doesnât usually wear panties when she wears fishnets that also double as opaque shorts just underneath her skirt.Â
âI, uhhh,â Phoebe says, clearly at a loss for words.
âHere, let me help you with that.â Rhia grins mischievously and reaches down to take Phoebeâs arms, pulling them further down her legs. Soon the fishnets are off completely, leaving Rhia in just her skirt, though at this angle she is completely exposed from the waist down. Phoebe is too stunned to continue, so Rhia takes the opportunity to pull her tanktop and her mesh shirt up and over her head, absolutely loving the way that Phoebeâs gaze rakes over her body as she does. Their mostly-naked bodies press up against one another without a care in the world.
Phoebe is the first to close the distance between them, taking Rhiaâs lips in her own and biting gently. âGod, you have no idea how lucky I feel right now.â Her arms reach behind Rhiaâs back and play with the clip of her bra, clearly wanting even more. Rhia leans in and kisses her back, slipping her tongue between her lips. Their bodies are intertwined, practically one. The kiss is insatiable, unrelenting. Rhia pushes Phoebe onto her back and climbs on top, planting kiss after kiss along the blondeâs neck. She feels Phoebeâs fingers coursing through her short hair, gripping her head as she makes her way down Phoebeâs chest. âAre youâŚsober yetâŚ?â she whispers between pants.
âDepends,â Phoebe breathes, âIâm pretty high on you right now.â
âIs that all youâre high on right now?â Rhia says, reaching behind Phoebeâs back to unclip her bra.
âYes, god, yes. Please, Iâve waited long enough.â
Thatâs all the confirmation Rhia needs.
PHOEBE
Rhia doesnât hesitate for a moment. She pulls Phoebeâs bra off in one swift motion and continues her trail of kisses down from Phoebeâs neck to her breasts. âCan IâŚ?â she asks.
âPlease,â is all Phoebe needs to say. Rhia pulls Phoebeâs bra off of her and hurls it somewhere far away. Within moments Rhiaâs lips are latched to one of her pale breasts flushed suddenly pink from intense blushing. Rhiaâs tongue draws circles around the blondeâs nipple as it grows harder and harder. She bites gently, hungry, wanting more, and Phoebe cries out with pleasure. It drives her crazy with want. Her hips buck against Rhia, her body seeking friction. With a grin, Rhia presses her knee in between Phoebeâs thighs, parting them.
âMmm, youâre already so wet,â Rhia remarks. Phoebe can feel the womanâs knee pressed up against her crotch, and yeah, she is drenched. Thereâs no longer any hiding her arousal. Sheâs panting, breathless, as Rhia continues to play with her ample breasts. One of them is cupped in Rhiaâs hand as she gropes and squeezes and pinches, her other nipple still held in those wonderfully plush lips.Â
Phoebe canât hold it in any more. She lets out a whimper and a cry of pleasure as Rhia bites gently once more. She throws her arms around Rhiaâs back and clings, her nails digging into the womanâs back as Rhiaâs knee presses up, harder. âThâthis comes off now,â Phoebe orders, reaching behind her partnerâs back to unclip her bra. It, too, falls to the floor. âThis is what I wanted all night,â she says.
âFrom the second I sat next to you,â Rhia admits. âAnd every single second afterward. God, these breasts.â She worships them with her hands and her tongue, and Phoebe feels her panties getting even wetter. Phoebe loses herself, arching her back, pushing down on Rhiaâs knee, feeling that pressure on her crotch, god, she wants it all.
âBaby, please,â she begs. Her legs part eagerly for her new lover. Nobodyâs ever consumed her quite like Rhia is, and she canât wait for the womanâs attention to slide lower. She wants to feel Rhiaâs cheeks between her thighs, to feel her tongue inside her, to feel everything Rhia can possibly give her. It doesnât take long for Rhia to take the hint. She continues her trail of kisses down Phoebeâs chest, between her breasts, over her round tummy, down, down, until finally Rhia giggles. âWhatâs wrong?â Phoebe says, craning her neck.
âWe canât both fit on this couch like this unless I get really creative,â Rhia explains with a chuckle. âMove to the bed?â
âYes. Bed. That. Yes,â Phoebe says, breathless. Within seconds Rhia has pulled her off the couch by her wrist. For such a tiny girl, sheâs sure pushy, but in all of the best ways. When they get to the bed, Rhia in fact pushes Phoebe onto it, causing several of her stuffed animals to bounce off of it. She doesnât care. She slides all the way to the far end, bracing her neck with pillows, and pulls down her panties as Rhia climbs on after her.Â
Thereâs no time to waste. Rhia gives her a grin and a lovely wink before she slides her arms underneath Phoebeâs thighs and starts kissing just around the folds of her labia. Rhiaâs hot breath teases her for a moment. Then, she eagerly licks Phoebe from bottom to top, pressing her tongue against Phoebeâs clit as she trails off. Itâs slow, deep. Sheâs savoring every little bit of the sensation, and so is Phoebe. âOhh god, RhiaâŚâ
Rhia moans and continues licking, picking up the pace after a short time. The vibration of her moan against Phoebeâs pussy is mind-numbing. The blonde glances down and notices Rhia matching her gaze. She looks divine between Phoebeâs chubby thighs, and Phoebe canât help but reach down to play with her short curly hair as she devours her. âGod, you taste absolutely amazing,â Rhia whispers between long, lingering thrusts of her tongue.Â
Phoebe is on fire; thatâs the only way to describe it. She whimpers softly, the pleasure unending, every second more magical than the last. Rhia turns her attention to Phoebeâs clit, flicking up and down with her tongue, before sliding a finger inside her. âOooohhâŚgod, yesâŚhow are youâŚsoâŚincredible?â she asks, but it doesnât matter. She is. She is incredible.
âThis feel good, baby?â Rhia asks in between flicks of her tongue.
âAnother finger, please,â Phoebe begs. She gets exactly what she asks for, a second finger curling into her pussy as Rhiaâs lips press around Phoebeâs. She makes her tongue firmer and continues flicking up and down, up and down, sensing how close Phoebe is to the edge. And Phoebe is close. So close. Sheâs a kettle about to boil over, and thereâs almost nothing that can stop her now. She grips Rhia tighter by the hair and pushes into her. She is drenched, dripping. Itâs messy, rushed, urgent, and hotter than a thousand suns. âNnnngâŚgod, yesâŚpleaseâŚ!â she squirms, closing her eyes, gripping the bedsheets with her other hand. Closer and closer and closer, until finally, she snaps her head back, arches her spine, and it all comes out. She squeals with pleasure as the wall-shaking orgasm crashes into her.Â
Phoebe has been with women before. Sheâs had some pretty great experiences in the past. But this is like nothing sheâs ever experienced. Rhia continues to press against her clit with her tongue as Phoebe rides her climax. She shudders, breathless, drenched with sweat and more, her whole body electric.
Rhia begins licking some of the wetness that has dripped down Phoebeâs thighs, then places kiss after kiss along her hips. âGawd, I could do that all night,â she says, a wild grin on her wet lips. She is a mischievous little thing, positively glowing with joy. There is no doubt in Phoebeâs mind that Rhia means what she says. If Phoebe wants it, Rhia will go down on her again and again. The thought of it drives Phoebe wild.
Rhia rises to her knees, her fingertips still caressing Phoebeâs thighs tenderly, hungry eyes wandering over Phoebeâs pale, naked body beneath her. âYou are so freaking hot, you know that?â
âMe?â Phoebe says, still panting. âHave you seen yourself? God, girl.â She reaches down to grab Rhia by her wrist and tugs her closer, on top of her. One thigh raised, brushing against the girlâs hip as her arms curled about her securely. She kisses her hungrily, lost in her, tasting herself on those sweet lips. And Rhia was rightâshe tastes good.
RHIA
They sit in silence for a long while as Rhia lays on top of Phoebe, loving the feeling of their naked bodies pressed together. They fit perfectly, like puzzle pieces. Phoebe peppers the smaller woman with lazy kisses as they lie together and she recovers from what must have been a pretty explosive orgasm. Rhia grins proudly. Itâs not every day she gets to make a beautiful woman like Phoebe cry out in pleasure like that.Â
Then, the oven chimes. Rhia sits up and glances over toward the kitchen.Â
âNooo,â Phoebe says. She sits up as well, bracing herself against the headboard of her bed and pulling Rhia into a tight hug. Her breasts press into Rhiaâs back as she holds her. âLet them burn. Youâre too comfy.â
âBut, brownies,â Rhia whines.
âYou know whatâs even better than brownies?â Phoebe says, reaching around to pinch Rhiaâs nipples gently. A wonderful squeal emerges from Rhiaâs lips.
âWhatâs that?âÂ
Phoebe responds by pressing her lips against Rhiaâs neck and slipping her hands lower, brushing them up against the waistband of the skirt sheâs still somehow wearing.Â
âO-oohh,â Rhia murmurs in surprise, her hips grinding up against Phoebeâs hands as they slide down into her skirt to feel the mound of unshaven hair around her pussy. There is no better sensation in the world than Phoebeâs fingers edging closer and closer to her pussy. Thereâs a sharp intake of breath behind Rhia when Phoebe feels just how wet she is. Phoebe brushes her tongue against Rhiaâs bare neck just as her fingers brush against her glistening slit.
âGod, yesâŚb-but, the browniesâŚâ Rhia whimpers.Â
âYou really want me to stop?â Phoebe teases.Â
Rhia shakes her head fervently. âN-never.â
Phoebe spreads her legs behind Rhia, thighs curling around her. She nibbles on Rhiaâs lovely neck, making her shiver with pleasure. âGood,â she whispers into Rhiaâs ear as her middle finger slides inside her.
Rhia moans loudly, gripping her loverâs thighs as they flank her waist. She leans back, loving every second of attention. A tingling pleasure courses through her body as she is driven wild. Phoebe kisses and nibbles the shell of Rhiaâs ear as she stroked her slit up and down with her finger, slowly urging her to part. âCan I keep touching you?â Phoebe asks.
âGawd, yes,â Rhia begs. How did Phoebe seem to know exactly what to do to drive her crazy? She spreads her legs, reaching down to guide Phoebeâs hand by the wrist, her other hand braced against the womanâs thigh. âMy body is yours, Phoebe. Iâm yours.â She turns to kiss Phoebe while she is touched, moaning into the kiss the entire time.
Phoebe shivers at those words. Her tongue swirls out just as her fingertips dance over Rhiaâs clit. At her guidance, she presses in firm but slow circles. Rhia is so drenched, she can tell sheâs making Phoebeâs bedsheets wet, but she refuses to stop. Phoebe bites Rhiaâs lower lip and peers into her eyes as a second slender digit slips inside her. Rhia gasps, amazed at how incredible she feels. âMore,â she pleads. âHarder.â
Phoebe obliges, her fingers pumping in and out, curling inside her to find her most sensitive spots. At the same time, Phoebeâs free hand reaches up to pinch and play with one of her nipples. Rhia is drowning in affection. She closes her eyes and leans deeper into Phoebe, gripping her thigh harder and moaning into her lips as she draws closer and closer. âOhh PhoebeâŚOh gawd that feels so good, donât stop, donât stopâŚâ
âI wish I could taste you,â Phoebe whispers into Rhiaâs ear, and something snaps within her. She suddenly turns around and pushes Phoebe onto her back, pulls her skirt off, climbs on top of her. This time, she doesnât ask permission. She flanks Phoebeâs face with her thighs and lowers her slit just over Phoebeâs mouth, wanting nothing more than to feel Phoebeâs tongue.
Phoebe doesnât waist a single moment. She wraps her arms around Rhiaâs thighs, her tongue flicking out to taste her. Rhia whimpers with pleasure and starts to grind down on Phoebeâs lips, wanting more, more. It makes her dizzy, gazing downward to watch as Phoebe eagerly laps her up. âOhhh, PhoebeâŚyes, yesâŚâ She braces herself against Phoebeâs headboard, sweating, her body a furnace of heat. Nobodyâs ever made her feel this way, this urgency, this raw desire. Every touch of Phoebeâs tongue was electric. She felt like any second now her heart might stop.
Phoebe swirls her tongue against Rhiaâs slit and she simply canât take it anymore. She moans and grips the headboard tighter, losing control. âOhhhâoh god yes, Iâm so close!â she cries out. She feels like sheâs about to explode. Phoebe has her completely under her spell. She leans back and lets out a wild cry of pleasure as Phoebe continues hungrily devouring her. Rhia doesnât stop grinding against her. She is wound like a spring. Finally, she feels her pleasure overflowing. Her legs shake, her knees wobble, and she lets out a deep, loud moan. She arches her back as she comes, her thighs trapping Phoebe in place. But Phoebe doesnât stop there. She continues to lick and kiss Rhiaâs sensitive pussy, making her squirm and moan over and over, until finally she can't take any more. She falls onto her side next to Phoebe, panting, dizzy, eyes swimming with pleasure. âOhhhhh, fuck.â
The blonde turns onto her side and wraps her arms around the smaller girl, grinning proudly and panting herself from effort. Every touch of Phoebeâs fingertips along Rhiaâs skin drives her even more wild. The aftershocks of her orgasm persist for longer than her mind can accurately measure. When she is finally calm, she slides into Phoebeâs embrace, resting her cheek on the womanâs wonderful chest. âHoly. Shit.â
âYeah?â Phoebe says, wiping some of Rhiaâs wetness from her chin. She leans in and kisses her gently, lovingly, something Rhia certainly didnât expect from this encounter.
âThatâs definitely a new high score,â Rhia breathes.
âOh?â Phoebe chuckles. âAm I top on the scoreboard?â
âBabe, nobody else even comes close,â she replies.
The oven beeps again, but they donât care. They are hungry only for one another.
PHOEBE â TWO MONTHS LATER
Pyro falls to the ground, flashing red. Defeated at last. The X-Men prevail once more. âFuck yeah! Without any extra credits this time,â she says, pumping her fist.
âWell, you did have help this time,â Rhia says next to her, raising an eyebrow.
Phoebe grins and leans over for a kiss. Rhia is the perfect partner. The kiss goes on for longer than she plans; she canât get enough. When they finally part, Rhiaâs lips are curled up in a gorgeous smile, a smile Phoebeâs grown accustomed to seeing every week. âOf course. Thanks for the help, babe.â
Rhia gives the blondeâs ass a mischievous pat and the two share a laugh. Thereâs no need for anything to numb herself this timeâwhy would she want to numb the most wonderful feeling in the world? âHow about we play out this life and then head back to your place for someâŚbrownies?â Rhia says.
Phoebe blushes madly. Brownies has become code between them, code for something that is most definitely not brownies. âAnytime.â
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