”Can I lick a little…lower?”

Lena rose on her elbows and looked at the blonde woman.

”You want to…?”

”Just with my tongue. Unless you don’t like it.”

Lena spread her legs wider, and brought two of her fingers down to spread her outer lips.

”Careful, though,” came the warning ”I’ve been known to squirt.”

Stef was more excited at the prospect. She licked the erect clit, down to the spot, lower and lower until her tongue circled her lover’s entrance. It was like she was asking for permission – which she didn’t have to do – and Lena moaned and raised herself eagerly to let her know it was okay to go in.

Lena’s tunnel was soft, and tighter than Stef knew hers to be. It was also alive, and seemed to welcome her in. She wished her tongue was longer as she pulled out.

”You’re…amazing, Lena. I can’t continue…”

”Come up here.”

She climbed onto the bed and they lay in each other’s arms.

”I’m sorry if that was too much for you,” the curly-haired vision apologized.

”I…kinda left you hanging, didn’t I?”

”It’s nothing I can’t take care of,” Lena smiled ”I’m worried though.”

”What about?”

”Why didn’t you want to continue?”

”Cos…I wouldn’t know what I was doing,” Stef admitted ”it would be the first time I’ve ever…I wanted it to be amazing the first time.”

”You were doing pretty well, you know,” Lena smiled ”and your tongue wouldn’t be the only thing you could use.”

”You mean…fingers? I’m not sure how that would work.”

”Can I show you?” Lena asked as her hand slipped into Stef’s trousers and over the wet underwear beneath.

”I’m sure you can,” Stef laughed, then gasped as Lena’s fingers slipped into her underwear and pulled her folds apart. A middle finger deftly stroked her clit, and she writhed.

The tapping got faster and harder, and the blonde gripped the sheets like she was resisting being pulled out of the room. And then the tapping stopped. Lena’s other hand helped as she removed Stef’s underwear.

The bra came off, too. It only seemed fair to equalize the clothing situation.

Lena kissed her. They made out, not just because it felt good, but because it gave Lena an excuse to roll her deeper into the bed. She wouldn’t have to kneel on the floor to do it, and she preferred to lay on her stomach while pleasuring her lovers. This particular lover deserved extra attention, which she was glad to give.