Part 37

It was shockingly easy.

Elise knew her body best, which meant she knew how to get herself where she needed to go. The only thing that had been holding her up so far was fear, and insecurity, and a never-ending desire to maintain some dignity as Kaitlyn walked all over her. After a single touch of her own, however, all bets were off.

She needed release. Badly.

One good rub over her clit managed to blur out a good half the room as Elise sharply inhaled. Her eyelids threatened to flutter closed a second time, but she managed to force her gaze to remain on Anna’s chest. While Elise’s body was beyond ready, there was still going to be some frustrating edging involved. After years of habitually closing her eyes when in the throes of pleasure, it was going to be a constant, conscious effort to do the opposite. That in itself was a distraction, and looking at the petite brunette’s body was a secondary hurdle when Elise didn’t actually like girls.

Probably. The horny blonde’s preconceived notions of her own sexuality had been a bit unraveled in the last hour. Kissing girls was, well, unique. It’s not that she liked it, but there was a softness and almost a naturalness to it that greatly contrasted the gender she was accustomed to. At some level, Elise knew that Kaitlyn was trying to condition her with words and touch, but that didn’t fully stop it from working anyway. Staring at boobs while she was turned on certainly didn’t help, either.

Trying to refocus on the desire between her legs and, more importantly, to tune everything else out, Elise gave herself a few more rubs over her little sweet spot to get back where she was a moment ago. Her breath hitched in her throat at one particular bit of pressure in just the right spot, and she didn’t hesitate in the slightest to slip two fingers inside herself. One, she and her body needed it. Two, she really didn’t want to further edge herself by getting distracted again.

Hooking her fingertips up into just the right position, she sighed out a soft moan from the sensation. Her legs really wanted to adjust to a more comfortable position, but the prefect wasn’t so far gone that she had forgotten the recent things demanded of her. Legs spread, like a slut. Eyes open, to look at Anna. Moan the girl’s name, like a lesbian. Those weren’t even the phrases that Kaitlyn had used, but the dots were pretty damn easy to connect after all the repetition of the damning labels.

She slowly found a rhythm, still focusing her gaze solely on Anna’s boobs. Any errant glance towards Kaitlyn’s smirk or Anna’s shy expression would be a painful three steps backwards when Elise was so close to the finish line. When her fingers had a steady rhythm, Elise reflexively reached up with her other hand to fondle her bare breast. Normally she didn’t need the extra help when fingering herself, but it was difficult to combat the coldness of being naked with no blankets like she would normally have.

Giving herself a good squeeze, followed by the kind of nipple brush she enjoyed with her thumb, Elise coaxed herself back into the state she was in a moment ago. Doing so while staring at Anna’s chest sparked a fleeting curiosity of how it might feel to do the motion on another girl. ’Fuck.’ Elise was NOT into girls! As if to shake away the very thought, she gave her breast a hard squeeze and manipulated her fingers in just the right way. It was enough. Her head slightly tilted back and she let out a soft moan.

Of course, the very girl she wanted to ignore was the girl she was supposed to be looking at. Way too belated to count as part of the slutty noise she just made, Elise muttered a meek, “Anna . . .”

She still didn’t dare look at Kaitlyn, but her peripherals were enough to notice the redhead’s hand raised towards the rest of the room. A nonverbal ‘hush’ to the rest of the room, so Elise wouldn’t get distracted. Or, more likely, so no one’s voice would be caught on the multiple cameras trained on her. Of course, the blonde was too far gone to be thinking about that. It was enough work to keep her eyes open and cling to the memory of Kaitlyn’s demands. Because, other than that, the only thing Elise could listen to her was her body.

Gasping from another twinge of pleasure, there was no stopping it now. Staring at Anna’s bit of cleavage, her eyes temporarily stuck more on the bare skin between the bra cups than the plain fabric itself that she had tried to focus on before, Elise let out a slightly more audible moan as she found herself inching closer and closer to the edge. “A-Anna,” she awkwardly said again, barely more than a whisper.

Third time was the charm, apparently. As she picked up the pace with her fingers, and more erratically groped at her chest to push herself towards the peak that seemed like the only thing important any more, Elise managed to time the brunette’s name with her next slutty exhale. “Anna!” she moaned. It was breathy and a little bit shaky, but Elise didn’t care how it might make her sound. For a fleeting moment, she didn’t care about anything.

Her eyes flitted up to look at the small girl’s face. Anna. Big blue eyes, and long brunette locks. The girl she made out with. The girl who had drawn out a mid-kiss moan from her touch.

Elise couldn’t help herself. Forgetting one of Kaitlyn’s directives, her eyes closed and her head tilted back for a more drawn out moan. All of a sudden, she was imagining Anna’s hand tweaking her nipple in the way that had worked so well during their kiss.

Seconds later, the dam broke and Elise cried out the girl’s name.

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