by
Biwriter

_____ Sonia opened the door to her studio apartment as I stood behind her. We were eager to get in, for it had been raining that night and we were without umbrellas. The lights were dim and set off a faint glow to her furniture that was various shades of browns, creams and beiges. She placed her hand on the small of my back to allow me to walk through the door first. She was so polite, even when soaking wet with rain. I hurried in and she followed me while shaking the wet newspaper she used to cover our heads.
_____"Damn, it's pouring out there," she swore. She was turning other lights on and adjusting the studio lights in a nervous hurry. Her shirt was soaked and I could see her lacy black bra underneath. My blood boiled and that familiar rush went all through my body. Why did I want this woman so fucking much?
_____"Yeah. Well, at least we're inside now. It's probably getting worse out there," I replied, trying to shake my dirty thoughts. I couldn't figure out why I always dreamed of her only to be faced with the reality that she was impossible to reach. I had been in love with this woman since the day I set eyes on her. She’s beautiful, smart, kind, and sweet. Her smile and laugh could brighten the darkest day, and I often wonder what her pretty mouth would feel like all over my skin. Mmm. I had to erase her from my fantasies! We had been friends for 2 years and I would never have done anything to destroy that. She was there for me when I didn't have anyone else. She was there when I came out and told my friends and family that I was a lesbian. She never tried to take advantage of me, but she was simply understanding. She held me when I cried of loneliness. She was there when I met and then had to dump Lydia, my ex. And she was there with love and support when my mother called me that cold day of November to tell me she missed me and hoped I would be home for Christmas. And Sonia was also there on Christmas Day. She became my rock. My best friend. And I realized that I loved her in ways that I had never loved anyone. I needed her more than anybody else. I could not live without her. But how was I to make the transition from friends to lovers?
_____"Did you at least have a good time?" she asked, startling me from my daydream.
_____"Yeah, Lisa is a pretty nice girl. Ya know, when you first told me about her, I thought she was gonna be a bimbo. But she's not all that bad," I lied.
_____Lisa was the new girl that Sonia hired at the lesbian night club she owned. She was a beautiful girl, an exotic dancer. I grew suspicious when I saw the way she looked at Sonia. She wanted her, and I wasn't having it! Sonia introduced the two of us, and Lisa kept her hand on Sonia's shoulder. He body language and eye contact were constantly focused on Sonia, even while she was speaking to me. I wanted to say, "God, girl! Get your fucking hands and everything else off my woman!" But I knew that I had no official rights to Sonia, so I kept my mouth shut. But I also kept my eye on Lisa.
_____"Yeah, and she's a damn good dancer," Sonia said, raising her eyebrows. I felt the envy crawling up my spine. If you gave me a chance to show you my moves, you'd think nothing of that girl, I thought. "She's actually pretty smart, too. She's getting her degree in computer science at Harvard."
_____"Then what the hell is she doing dancing?"
_____"She just needs some more money for college. You can't tell me you wouldn't do it, too, Ms. Full Scholarship. And besides, she's fucking good at dancing," she said.
_____ I was suddenly tired of talking about Lisa and heard a rumble in my stomach. "Hey, what you got to eat in here?" I said, changing the subject.
_____"Come on, let's eat," she said. I couldn't help but to imagine myself really eating with Sonia on the kitchen table, naked, legs spread wide, accepted my hungry mouth on her pussy. God, I wanted to taste this woman so badly. I watched her hips sway as her slender brown and damp frame led me to her kitchen. She flicked on the lights and then sat on the counter, while I went to the refrigerator, pulling out bread and meat. I was eyeing food and thinking of all the naughty things I could do to her with it... Oh, why couldn't I get her off my mind! I sighed and decided to just give all hopes up. I grabbed a glass bottle of apple juice while I was at it, thinking that I should pick something that wouldn't tempt me to pour, rub, or lick it off of Sonia.
_____Then I felt it. I felt her hands coming from behind, creeping up each of my sides and cupping both of my breasts. She was soon caressing them and squeezing ever so gently. She came closer behind me and I could feel her breasts pressed against my back. Although I was still wet from the rainstorm, I could also feel her wetness against my back. She kissed my neck and then bathed it with her tongue. I let out a moan and leaned back into her embrace just as I let the glass bottle slide from my grip, fall to the floor and break.
_____I jumped ... startled and frustrated at myself for doing something so damn stupid. She immediately stopped touching me, and I was at a loss for words. I could not comprehend what just happened between us. The broken glass bottle and amber-colored liquid were scattered all over the floor. The juice was bleeding slowly across the floor tiles.
_____"...Uhh... I... I'll clean it up," she said. Her voice was husky with desire and she cleared her throat about 5 times.
_____I left the kitchen, not knowing what to say or do. Never offering to help clean up, never saying I was sorry, never looking her in the eye. How could I not want her now? Sitting on the beige leather couch, I let my mind process what had just happened. I could hear her nervously sweeping up the glass on the floor and I knew then that I should not have left her alone, but I could not get up. I couldn't face her or see the look she would give me once she came out of the kitchen.
_____I heard her coming, but I could also feel her, and before I knew it, she was sitting right next to me on the couch. She sighed again, and my body was frozen. She then looked me right in the eyes and I began to melt.
_____"That was really dumb of me. I'm sorry," she apologized.
_____"No, you weren't. It was silly of me to drop all that shit in the first place... I..."
_____And there was an uncomfortable silence. I don't think I ever wanted her more than I wanted her then. She was so nervous and shaken up and scared, but most of all she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life. I knew how much I loved her at that very moment.
_____So I did what any sane woman would do when she realizes that the lady of her dreams, her best friend, is sitting next to her and has just made a pass at her.
_____"Umm, I think I should be going. I had a nice time with you tonight," I said as I got up to leave.
_____I was almost to the door when she grabbed my arm, "No. Don't go," and I could see the pain, passion, desire, and need all in her eyes. I could never leave her like that. "Baby, I need you. I want you. Please, don't go. Not now... Please," she was pulling me closer to her. Every thought possible was running through my mind. She wants me, but does she love me the way I love her? What about Lisa? Where would we go after this?
_____"Ok, I won't go. I promise."
_____Once I saw her eyes run over the length of my body, I was on fire. Her eyes met mine, she licked her lips and I let go. I leaned in to kiss her. I opened for her and let my tongue slide inside to the sweetness of her mouth. She moaned her pleasure and I got bolder. My mission was to please her. I moved closer to her and clasped my arms around her waist. She was so hot... ooh, I could feel her. Her tongue swept past mine and we both let out a moan. She pressed her lips harder to mine and I was so hungry for the taste of her. We both needed and wanted each other with urgency and could not wait any longer.
_____She picked me up, my legs wrapped around her waist, and carried me to her room. She laid me down on the bed and began to unbutton my shirt. I had my hands on the clasp of her jeans anxious to feel her heat on my hands. She was quick. She pushed my shirt away and undid my bra. Her mouth was on my breasts. Her warm and wet tongue on my hard and aching nipples.
_____"Ooooohhhh, Sonia," I ran my fingers through her hair and kept her head where it was. I never wanted her to leave. She took my breast deeper into her mouth and sucked gently first, then harder and harder, as if she were receiving life from me. I pushed her pants further down, and she stood up and took them off. She was going to strip, but I stopped her, insisting that she let me take her clothes off.
_____She gave me the sexiest look ever and let me take off her shirt. I did so, slowly, button by button. I eased her shirt from her shoulders and then flicked it away. Her breasts were so unbelievable that they left my mouth watering. I quickly removed her bra and began to squeeze and lick her pretty breasts. I could not get enough and I felt as though I were in heaven. Every part of this woman was so gorgeous. I sucked her nipples one at a time, leaving one to give more hot attention to the other. She called out my name and came in her panties.
_____I stripped her of her underwear and touched her and she moaned her pleasure. She took off the rest of my clothes, kissing me everywhere that she made bare. We lay there naked in each others arms, our eyes locked, in deep realization of what had just come to be.
_____"Let me ... first," she said. I nodded not knowing what else to do or say.
_____She went down my body, ever so slowly. I thought I was going to explode with longing, wanting and waiting for her to reach my center. I needed to feel her there. She brushed her lips against my clit and I screamed out her name, almost begging for her to hurry. She wouldn't be coaxed and kept her own pace. She slowly and gently rubbed her face in my pussy and I wanted to cry.
_____"Oh, please. God, I need you right now, Sonia. Please, honey, please!!"
_____"Shhh, baby."
_____She slowly licked up my pussy, hard and insistent. I was literally on fire. Every cell of my body burned at that moment, and I screamed out in pleasure. She slid her tongue inside of me and my mind went reeling. Moving in and out, rocking her head against me she reached for my breasts and began to squeeze. She made hard love to me and never stopped. Her tongue felt like the waves of the ocean beckoning for me to cum. The pressure and need building, I knew I was about to cum, but for some reason I didn't want to let go.
_____Unable to contain my feelings anymore, I shed a tear. But one tear turned into many tears, and they didn't stop coming. I could feel Sonia coming up my body with kisses, and I turned my head away in effort to avoid her gaze. I was then quaking with tears, anguish and a mind-blowing orgasm. It had to be the most amazing feeling of my life, but the saddest moment as well. She would never love me and it hurt to make love to her.
_____Tilting my head towards her, she whispered, "Don't cry, baby. Oh, please don't cry. I love you too much. I love you so much. Don't cry," all between gentle kisses. She was kissing my tears away and soothing me until I found it inside myself to stop crying.
_____"Wh.. wha.. what did you say?"
_____"I love you. I always have. You're the only woman I have ever loved." Her eyes were so honest, her body naked, her soul exposed, and her heart was mine. I kissed her like I never kissed a woman before, and I couldn't seem to stop. I was overwhelmed with joy. I was laughing and crying at the same time when I finally stopped kissing her. We spoke simultaneously:
_____"Why in the hell didn't you say something?"
_____"What the fuck was that for...?"
_____We never answered each other. We just hugged and kissed and made love all over again.
_____In the middle of the night, when she laid her head on my chest to sleep, I said to her, "I love you too, baby."

THE END

Copyright © 2000. Used by permission of author. All Rights Reserved.





Contents Literature Art Gallery SpiritSpace Links Cherry Grove S and M 101 Blog The Steam Room Relationships Albums OtherWords The Library Survey FAQs Tales Of The Talented Tongue Skyview Writer's Resources