Disclaimer Two: This story depicts graphic consensual sex between two women in love. There is also some use of strong language. If you are underage or are offended by this material, please go elsewhere. This may not be for you. Feedback is welcome on the site and the stories. Minerva
They lay quietly on the floor, with a scattered array of clothing under them. Breathing had long since returned to normal. Still, they just lay there. Floating. Shaken by the intensity of the experience they had just shared. Gabrielle cuddled up impossibly closer, as she lay in her favorite spot, on Xena's back. Her short frame allowed her to nestle her head just below and in the middle of her shoulders. Her torso lay cradled in the sway of Xena's back. The prominent curve of Xena's shapely buttocks provided a nest for her still damp mound, and her legs were able to deliciously tangle with the dark woman below her.
Gabrielle sighed in contentment. "Xena," she whispered. Her voice still roughened with desire just spent.
"I want more. I don't wanna stop."
Gabrielle both heard and felt the hitch and the acceleration of Xena's breathing. A high pitched whimper escaped Xena's mouth.
"Pplease touch me. More."
Gabrielle's heart leapt in delight, and her mind lit with imagination.
"Slower. Slower this time," Gabrielle remarked.
Still nestled in her favorite place, she trailed her finger tips up Xena's arms and felt and watched her shiver in response.
"God, I love the way your body reacts to me."
She continued to trail her fingers over arms and then slowly over sensitive shoulders then up to the nape of her neck.
"Xena, no matter what I do. No matter how much you're compelled to. You will not touch yourself."
"Gabrielllllle," he moaned.
"Promise me!"
Xena only nodded her head. Gabrielle moved up and leaned in a little. "You remember that day when I found out what this does to you?" she slowly traced her hand through thick raven hair from the nape to the middle of her head-"and how you ended up rubbing that delicious clit of yours?" Xena emitted a low moan and tried to turn her head to the side to guide Gabrielle's hand all the way through. Gabrielle leaned in further and pushed the other hand into the silk. She slowly rubbed her fingers through Xena's damp sweaty hair. Xena moaned louder, and arched her body, which brought her head back.
"Yesss. That's it. I know it feels good. Let me hear you," Gabrielle groaned.
Xena arched back further and came into teasing contact with the hard tips of Gabrielle's breast. "Shit," Xena hissed. She couldn't breath; she couldn't see; she couldn't control. Her body was humming and crackling like a tender flint thrown into fire. It was utterly overwhelming. The tender weight of her lover on top of her; her hands in her hair; her breast against her skin. "No," she thought, "there can't be anymore." As the thought flowed through her mind, she unbelievably felt something new, Gabrielle's wet mound rubbing against her ass. She could feel Gabrielle slowly but surely humping her cheeks. She whimpered helplessly and clawed at the carpet under her.
"Unghhh, Gabrielle! I can't take.."
"You can take it. You can. Mmmm, you feel so soft and so warm. Do you feel it Xena?"
"Ffeel wwhat?"
"My clit rubbing against your ass."
"Ohhhh, God...I need."
"I know what you need. You need me to fuck you dont you!?"
"Ohhhhhh, yess!"
The clothes under them had somewhat bunched up between Xena's legs, and helplessly, irrepressibly, she began to gyrate her hips against them at Gabrielle's words. As Gabrielle rode her, she rubbed her aching clit against the fabric of her pants. Faster her hips pounded to her lover's words. She was keeping her part of the deal, wasn't she? She wasn't touching herself no siree. Gabrielle removed her hands from Xena's hair, and tried her best to capture the outside of Xena's gyrating hips. She grasped them and groaned triumphantly. Gabrielle grunted and began to pull Xena's ass back into her mound. She pulled her up--down her body would smack against Xena's ass. Control? Who had control? Gabrielle knew she had lost it, and she didn't care. This was all too hot; she was too wet; and she wanted more. The air was heavy with the smell of sex and the sound of wet bodies smacking together and whimpers of pleasure.
"Ohhhh fuck me!" Xena cried out. She didn't care if the neighbors heard. There was no way she could hold it in. She began sobbing as her body strained and stretched to reach its pinnacle.
"Oh, God," Gabrielle cried out, "I love you. I love fucking you!"
Their bodies slammed into each other. Gabrielle's hair covered her face and trickled down over Xena's --red and black mixed. She leaned down and bit into a sweaty, salty, sweet, shoulder. Xena growled. So close.
"Wait for meee!" Gabrielle cried.
Muscles strained and all that could be heard was uneven breathing. Then, in a perfect symphony of orgasmic pleasure, cries rang out piercing the quiet. Helpless whimpers with still gyrating bodies continued. Gabrielle lay limply on top of Xena with her head swimming, vision blurry, breathing harshly, and hips still bucking softly. Xena lay there unable to move; unable to think; and visibly unable to collect herself. Her spirit as well as her body soared. She muttered and murmured nonsense into the air in between whines and whimpers. They lay there for what seems like an eternity.
Finally able to gather her thoughts, Gabrielle said to herself, "Slow? Good God. I don't think we could survive another one of those slow ones." She turned her head and kissed Xena sweat soaked back, rolled off her, and lay just to the side of her. Xena moaned her body now so sensitized that she could probably breath and come. Gabrielle giggled and whispered in Xena's ear, "Up on your hands and knees over me, Xena."
Xena whimpered, "Pleasee need rest. Just a minute."
"Now, Xena. Pleasee?"
Ahhh, the recuperative powers of the young, Xena thought. She knew she couldn't deny Gabrielle anything, even if she was trying to kill her. Still, if she had to go, she wanted to go with a modicum of pride knowing she could keep up with her young lover. She smirked to herself and got up precariously on wobbly knees. Gabrielle shifted down until she came into view of very wet and very thickly coated soft black downy hair and lips. She grabbed Xena by the hips and encouraged hers into a sitting position over Gabrielle's face. Then without warning she just...dove in. Licking away the sticky juices and making Xena produce more. Xena threw back her head and screamed. She sobbed uncontrollably as Gabrielle licked up and down sensitive, swollen, coated lips. Her body jerked and Gabrielle grabbed hold of Xena's fleshy globes in an attempt to control her.
Xena dropped her head forward, and she saw a remarkable sight, sparkling green eyes looking back at her from between quivering thighs. Those eyes beckoned her to watch, and she did what they said. She willed herself to stay upright Red hair was covering the carpet like a fiery halo and moved with its owner back and forth, up and down. Xena could hear the lips and tongue lap not so quietly at the unbelievable wetness. She could also hear Gabrielle's murmurs of enjoyment. Sobs and luscious laps permeated the air like music. The sobs turned into throaty moans as Gabrielle's tongue circled her lover's hot opening. And then a strangled growl, when she speared her tongue inside. Xena's hips begin to move unevenly, jerkily, but slowly against Gabrielle's ministrations. She knew her lover was trying to make this last, so she tried her best to comply. Her eyes reflected back to Gabrielle: love, passion, pleasure, and devotion.
Gabrielle's eyes seemed to start twinkling, and Xena knew she was about to do something that would probably throw her. Gabrielle withdrew her tongue from Xena's opening, sucked at it, and plunged it back in deeply. She repeated this several times. She quickened the pace of her tongue, slurping in and out, in and out at a pace that was sure to make Xena's blood boil white hot.
"Ohgodohgodohgodohgod!" Xena screamed as her hips gyrated faster and faster.
Just when she thought she couldn't take it anymore; when she thought she was gonna explode, Gabrielle's mouth became a suction over her throbbing, pulsating clit. It was too much. Xena threw her head back and screamed her release into the hot air. Her body pitched forward as she shook and convulsed through the most powerful orgasm she had ever known. Stars exploded behind her eyes and then mercifully--nothing but blackness. Gabrielle held on with amazing strength and managed to flip them both over. She stared lovingly at Xena; pushed the wet bangs off her forehead; and kissed her softly on the lips. Xena lay there limply, unmoving, and breathing deep and unevenly. Her body steadily but softly jerked with pleasant aftershocks that produced small whimpers. Gabrielle licked her lips, and just sat there watching and waiting.....