by
Jequiche

She looked exactly the same since the last time I saw her a year ago- thick as hell, short curly black hair, and large brown eyes. Nessie peeked from behind her apartment door wearing that wide beautiful Colgate smile. "Hey baby," she says as she opens the door wide so I can step into the air-conditioned living room where Darren was asleep on a mattress on the floor. I smile back with an equally wide smile followed by my eyebrows dancing toward my forehead as I notice her bare bottom. She was only wearing a short cut-off T-shirt.

Shutting the door behind me I smile again- not able to contain this nice feeling- remembering how she used to always greet me at her door like this- butt ass naked most times, or wearing just a shirt. We hug for what seems like forever as she wraps her caramel arms around my shoulders, while one of her hands caress my long black hair. "Mmmmm," she says in my ear. I simply smile at her as we finally release our embrace. She plops down on the mattress next to a sleeping Darren.

I glance over at him, "He's getting big," I say out loud.

She smiles, "Yup, he's going to kindergarten." I smile back at her as I look around the cluttered living room. Dropping my things in the middle of the floor, and kicking off my shoes I join Nessie on the mattress. "You have to excuse the house, I'm getting all new furniture," she says rubbing my shoulder.

"It's cool," I say as I get up to head to the bathroom to glance in the mirror for beauty check #5 of the day.

"Where are you going?" Nessie asks stretching out her 5'6 frame- small waist, wide hips, and plump ass across the mattress.

"To use the bathroom," I reply as I notice she hasn't gained nor lost any weight. That's good; I think to myself, I've always appreciated thickness in all the right places. I had recently lost 40 pounds but still had the same height and frame as Nessie- just maybe a pants size or two smaller but with larger breasts. I guess you could say we looked more like sisters than lovers- since we were pretty much the same shape and same height.

I remember how it was always so funny to shock people when we went out to clubs- studs would always hit on us, never believing we were a couple. We'd always gladly demonstrate- kissing deeply and then walking away palming each other's plump booty through tight blue jeans while onlookers stood with drooling mouths. "That's a damn shame, two femmes together- yal a trip," I once heard a stud say after we walked passed her. For me, being a lesbian isn't about femme/studÖ it's about loving women, I admit I've had my share of both femmes and studs but itís all the same for the most part.

I look into the round mirror in Nessie's bathroom smiling to myself- caramel complexion still beautiful and golden even after the fierce summer sun and hair still in place after a rainy morning. After making sure I look fine, I glance around the cozy little bathroom- nothing seemed to have changed much since last I'd been there. I peek into the partially empty bedrooms as I walk quietly back into the cold living room.

I stand there for a few seconds deciding whether or not to join Nessie on the mattress again. As I look over at her naked behind a vision flashes through my mind just then. I'm remembering the first time we had sex. We had been dating for a while but never stayed together in the evening long enough to get down. This particular night we had
just returned from The Ryan and I guess both of us were hot because the entire ride to Indiana we rubbed each other's thighs while I sped down 90 horny as shit. It had been a while since I had done anything more than kiss or touch a girl. I guess Nessie was feeling it too since every move I made was met with a firmer squeezing of my thick thighs. "Mmmmmm," I moaned out loud glancing over at her- I couldn't wait to get her home to tear that ass up. That's all I thought about the entire ride and I'm sure I wasn't alone.

We finally made it to her apartment and I was feeling pretty lucky that Darren was staying over his aunt's house for the night. Before we could get into the door good she had her lips locked on mine. I slammed and locked the door taking off my blouse as she did the same. Soon we were both butt ass naked standing in the middle of the living room. "Wait a minute." She went to her bedroom and returned a minute later with a blanket, a sheet and pillow.

I've always been a "take control" type of female so naturally I did just that- I took control. I laid her down and kissed her everywhere from head to toe; I must have planted like a 100 kisses- making sure I took my time because honestly I was a little nervous. I had no clue what I should do- "what do you want to do?" I said in a soft voice that was barely audible.

"Mmmmm," she moaned softly, "just take me."

I had never had a woman tell me to "take her" but hell I figured it meant whatever I wanted to do was cool. I wasted no time plunging my tongue into her mouth raising her thick thighs to each side and then wrapped my pierced tongue around her large clit that poked out from beneath curly black hair. I swear her clit was peeking out at me saying, "Yea, come get me." I couldn't remember ever feeling that sexually heated as I stroked her clit with my tongue, her neck with my tongue, her kitty-kat with my leg and then my fingers. "Mmmmmmm," we both breathed heavily.

It was like a tennis match as we pumped and slid our juices together, neither of us was winning and neither of us wanted to stop playing- not yet. I planted 50 more kisses onto her thick pink lips as she kissed me back with 50 more. Still pounding away in the tournament as our climaxes quickly approached she grabbed me closer as she moaned, "Oh baby, mmmm, yes baby." I smile for a second as I feel my own wave coming- crashing closer and closer to the shore- then suddenly we both came together.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," we both surrendered and threw down our rackets, riding that wave and letting it carry us to the end of Lake Michigan. I smile remembering that night, remembering Nessie, and remembering the Midwest. I felt a tinge of sadness come over me remembering that later today I'd be back on that plane returning to a new place I now call home 3000 miles from everything that was so familiar just a year ago.

"Come down here with me," Nessie says turning to face me. I settle down on the mattress to nap remembering when she was mine and I was hers. I cradle her bare bottom against my fully clothed body and plant 100 kisses on her neck and shoulders before we both drifted off to sleep.

The End

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