“Holy fuck…” I whispered.  I was too busy enjoying how her mouth felt to realize where her hands were, until her fingers were entering me.  Her thumb pressed softly against my clit.

Bette knew exactly what she could do to me.  I was in a state of complete and total delirium.  My mind was swimming, my body was on fire, and Bette had made me this way.  I gripped her skin, holding her for dear life as she took me over the edge.

As my breathing slowed, she pulled her fingers from inside me.

“Fuck, that was hot.” She groaned against my neck.  I tremble against her body.

“That was…amazing.  That’s never happened before.”

“What?”

“Nobody has ever given me an orgasm but me.”

She smiled, “Expect more of that, then.”

She helped me over to the bed and we crawled under the covers.  I wrapped my arms around her as her back was turned to me.  I placed a few small kisses on Bette’s neck and felt her shiver.

“I want to make you cum.” I whispered.

“You don’t have to do anything for me.  I told, our first time is about you.”

“I know, but I want to try so bad.  I’m not sure what to do.”

She turned to face me, “Do whatever feels natural.”  She kissed me softly.

I ran my hands down her front, stopping at her nipples.  I like the way she responds to me.  They raise like goosebumps against my fingertips.  We kiss again, this time deeper and my hands find their way between her legs.  Bette opens them, just enough for me run my fingers against her fine hairs.

Bette took my hand, using just my index and middle fingers to press into her.  She was wet and relished in the fact that it was me who made her that way.  She gasped at my entry.

“You are so wet.”

“I’ve been wet like this practically since we met.”

I smiled and began moving in and out of her slowly, while rolling her clit with my thumb, mimicking the way she made love to me.  I watched Bette’s eyes as her speech became inaudible and the only way we could communicate was through eye contact.

“Oh….” was the only sound she could make as she came against my fingers.  I smiled, totally satisfied with my accomplishment.  I pulled my fingers out of her and sucked the juices from my finger.   I had always wondered what she tasted like.  She was by far the sweetest taste I’d ever had.

“Was it good?” I asked softly.

She struggled to giggle, “Yes, baby, it was better than good.  Are you sure you’ve never been with a girl?”

“Yeah, I’m sure.  I’ve just got a great teacher.”

She smiled and yawned and so did I.  I ran my fingers against her cheeks.  She was so beautiful and I couldn’t believe that I was lying beside her, naked as the day I was born.

*

When I woke up, my legs were intertwined with Bette’s and her head was cradled in my chest.  I looked down at us.  God, we looked good together!  I kissed the top of her head and she looked up at me.

“Good morning, T.”

“Mornin’, babe.” She maneuvered her way up to my face and we kissed softly.

“No regrets about last night, right?”

“No, not at all.  I’m happy we made love last night.  I love you, Bette.  It happened fast, but I know it’s real.”

“I love you too, T.  Can I tell you a secret?”

“Of course you can.  What’s up?”

“I’ve never been in love before.  I’m happy you’re the first one.”

“I hope to be your last, Bette.” I smiled at her, “I need to get ready to pick up Madison.”  I started to get up only to be pulled back to the bed by Bette.

“Uh uh, not so fast baby.  I’m ready for round two.”