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    Everybody Knows – Part Five

    Tina moved slightly, she looked up at Bette who was dozing slightly. There was a small smile on her face and Tina wondered if Bette was reliving the past hour like she was. Tina couldn’t help herself any longer, she wanted Bette inside of her, to feel those long fingers stroke inside of her, to fill her up like no one had done before. Tina never knew that it could be this good until she met Bette. Her eyes had been opened to something new, something life changing. She never wanted to shut them again, not when everything felt so good.

    As if reading her mind Bette started to move her hand, taking her time, running her hand up the inside of Tina’s thigh. A smile, not unlike the one she had now, gracing her face. Bette knew that a little teasing would only heighten the experience even further. When Bette finally reached her destination all thoughts of provoking Tina into forcing the issue left her. Tina could see in her eyes that Bette had something to give her and nothing was going to stop her. Tina tried to think of words to describe what it felt like, the instant that Bette entered her. Every time there was this feeling, and she felt it everywhere, of intense pleasure, laced with so much devotion her heart could barely contain it. Tina could get drunk on that cocktail.

    She felt Bette move within her, knowing exactly the way, the pace that Tina needed to be touched. Encouraging her on, not too quickly. Bette once told her that she wanted Tina to feel every part of her orgasm. The building sensation in the pit of her stomach to the explosion at the end. That was what Bette was doing now, the increase in pressure making it harder and harder for Tina to hold on. Then there was nothing that she could do, she had to let go. She could feel Bette watching her, taking it all in. Then she felt herself being enclosed in Bette’s arms, whispering how much she loved Tina, how much she wanted it to never end. Tina replied in kind before finding herself in the position she was in right now. Lying with Bette in their bed.

    Tina wondered how long Bette would be prepared to lay here, doing nothing. Tina hoped for a few more minutes at least. She thought back to a time when she would have to coax Bette out of bed on a Saturday morning, normally only succeeding with a promise that they would find themselves back there later in the day. Tina marvelled to herself that what she promised would be a day of finally talking to Bette about what was going to happen in their future had provoked so much nostalgia in her. Tina knew what she wanted, now she just hoped that Bette would agree.

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    Comments

    1. it was so wonderful, the description, the longing, love…everything…and i hope too that bette will agree to tina’s plans…great story

    2. Hell it wouldn’t take much for me to be putty in Tina’s hands either. She could be standing there bundled up like that little kid in “A Christmas Story” who couldn’t put his arms down and I’d be like, “Take me for I am yours.” I might just have to stand on a step ladder so she could touch me.

    3. Gee, I haven’t even finished my morning coffee yet (yeah, I know, it’s afternoon where you are). Why do I think Bette’s going to be putty in Tina’s hands?

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