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Authors: Clare Lydon
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Literature & Fiction, Gay & Lesbian, Genre Fiction, Lesbian, Lgbt, Lesbian Romance, Lesbian Fiction
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flat stomach went some way to reigniting my desire. I cupped her arse, then slid up and into her — she was so ready. I slid my tongue into her welcoming mouth and began a rhythm with my fingers — I was feeling something of a stud as Jenny moaned above me, her wetness sliding down my hand.
Then she sat up, threw her head back, and began to chant while riding me. When I say chant, it was more like shouting. She was really bellowing out the words for everyone to hear. I was thankful we were on the second floor. If she had the room next to the lounge, I’m sure half of them would have been joining us by now. As it was, they were all probably used to this sideshow.
“Oh! Yes!” Jenny shouted, levering herself up and down.
There was only me and her in the room, but it felt like we had an audience.
“Deeper! I love it! Fuck! Me! Harder!” And then she became erratic, bouncing up and down on me now with a staccato rhythm. With every movement of her body, another word spurted out of her mouth.
“I! Love! Having! Sex! With! Women!”
Oh. My. God. She really had just said that. Who the hell was this woman? I narrowed my eyes. Focus .
My concentration clearly paid dividends, because within minutes Jenny’s muscles were spasming and her insides clutching my fingers, then Jenny was arching her back and crying out. Up high, with her breasts bouncing, she was just the sort of woman I went for. Eventually, she grew tired and lay down beside me, her head lolling lazily in my direction, a half-smile on her face.
“You’re okay, you know that?” she said.
I couldn’t think of anything to say.
Just then, there was a knock at Jenny’s door.
“Who is it?” she said.
“Edie!” a voice replied.
“Open!” Jenny shouted back.
What? With us lying naked and uncovered, in a cloud of sex? Was she fucking crazy?
I sat up, scrabbling to grab the duvet from the bottom of the bed, when in walked Jenny’s room-mate, Edie. She looked like she’d just rocked up off an Aussie beach, all blonde tangled hair and brown limbs.
She smiled at us as if this was an everyday occurrence — it crossed my mind it might be.
“Just getting that black top, Jen, sorry!” Her voice was sing-song and didn’t carry an ounce of apology. She rummaged in Jenny’s wardrobe, before finding the top and holding it up. “Ta-da!” she said, before backing out of the room. “Please,” she said, shutting the door with a grin. “Get back to whatever it was you were doing.”
Jenny took her at her word, and before I had a chance to speak, she was straddling me again, pushing my hand back inside her. The woman was insatiable. And slightly unhinged. Jenny began to grind herself up and down on top of me.
How long did I have before she started screaming again?
I glanced at the clock: 10.58.
Jenny was right.
If we hurried, I would be able to catch the Tube home.
CHAPTER 10
Wednesday December 7th
Holly was leaning against the kitchen counter and grinning at my story. “So are you seeing her again?”
I rolled my eyes. “Absolutely. I mean, who could resist the lesbian bucking bronco? She nearly broke my bloody hand.” I massaged my knuckles and flexed my hand as I said it, but even I had to laugh at the comedy of it all.
“It’s a great story to tell, you have to admit,” Holly replied, smiling.
“Hmmm,” I replied. “Maybe in a month or so. But for now, it’s still a little too raw.” I paused. “Mind you, it was definitely a first — whispering the Tube times in my ear just after I came. She was original, I’ll give her that.”
Holly let out a bark of laughter this time. “Perhaps you were the early shift.”
“Reassuring, thanks.”
“Go back, just for me,” she said, pumping her fists up and down in excitement. “Just to see what she’s got in store for date two. You don’t know — maybe she’ll invite her flatmate to join in.” Holly shot me a wink.
I laughed, then shook my
Then she sat up, threw her head back, and began to chant while riding me. When I say chant, it was more like shouting. She was really bellowing out the words for everyone to hear. I was thankful we were on the second floor. If she had the room next to the lounge, I’m sure half of them would have been joining us by now. As it was, they were all probably used to this sideshow.
“Oh! Yes!” Jenny shouted, levering herself up and down.
There was only me and her in the room, but it felt like we had an audience.
“Deeper! I love it! Fuck! Me! Harder!” And then she became erratic, bouncing up and down on me now with a staccato rhythm. With every movement of her body, another word spurted out of her mouth.
“I! Love! Having! Sex! With! Women!”
Oh. My. God. She really had just said that. Who the hell was this woman? I narrowed my eyes. Focus .
My concentration clearly paid dividends, because within minutes Jenny’s muscles were spasming and her insides clutching my fingers, then Jenny was arching her back and crying out. Up high, with her breasts bouncing, she was just the sort of woman I went for. Eventually, she grew tired and lay down beside me, her head lolling lazily in my direction, a half-smile on her face.
“You’re okay, you know that?” she said.
I couldn’t think of anything to say.
Just then, there was a knock at Jenny’s door.
“Who is it?” she said.
“Edie!” a voice replied.
“Open!” Jenny shouted back.
What? With us lying naked and uncovered, in a cloud of sex? Was she fucking crazy?
I sat up, scrabbling to grab the duvet from the bottom of the bed, when in walked Jenny’s room-mate, Edie. She looked like she’d just rocked up off an Aussie beach, all blonde tangled hair and brown limbs.
She smiled at us as if this was an everyday occurrence — it crossed my mind it might be.
“Just getting that black top, Jen, sorry!” Her voice was sing-song and didn’t carry an ounce of apology. She rummaged in Jenny’s wardrobe, before finding the top and holding it up. “Ta-da!” she said, before backing out of the room. “Please,” she said, shutting the door with a grin. “Get back to whatever it was you were doing.”
Jenny took her at her word, and before I had a chance to speak, she was straddling me again, pushing my hand back inside her. The woman was insatiable. And slightly unhinged. Jenny began to grind herself up and down on top of me.
How long did I have before she started screaming again?
I glanced at the clock: 10.58.
Jenny was right.
If we hurried, I would be able to catch the Tube home.
CHAPTER 10
Wednesday December 7th
Holly was leaning against the kitchen counter and grinning at my story. “So are you seeing her again?”
I rolled my eyes. “Absolutely. I mean, who could resist the lesbian bucking bronco? She nearly broke my bloody hand.” I massaged my knuckles and flexed my hand as I said it, but even I had to laugh at the comedy of it all.
“It’s a great story to tell, you have to admit,” Holly replied, smiling.
“Hmmm,” I replied. “Maybe in a month or so. But for now, it’s still a little too raw.” I paused. “Mind you, it was definitely a first — whispering the Tube times in my ear just after I came. She was original, I’ll give her that.”
Holly let out a bark of laughter this time. “Perhaps you were the early shift.”
“Reassuring, thanks.”
“Go back, just for me,” she said, pumping her fists up and down in excitement. “Just to see what she’s got in store for date two. You don’t know — maybe she’ll invite her flatmate to join in.” Holly shot me a wink.
I laughed, then shook my
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