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    Story written on May 7, 2008 by sofa/hb.
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    Bette & Tina get all worked up in the heat. (just a little one off courtesy of us).

    Bette adjusted the shower while Tina waited, still sticky and smirking and covered in traces of chocolate.  They climbed in and embraced, kissing as the water washed clean the evidence of their debauchery.  Tongues explored one another, ran across teeth and palates.  Bette had to pull back to let things calm down a bit.  Her hands trembled as she ran a bit of soap, scented with cinnamon and clove, over Tina’s body then her own. They washed their hair quickly in contented silence. 

    Aching muscles were soothed by warm water.  Bette stood beneath one of the showerheads watching Tina as she lazily leaned against the wall beneath the other one.

    "My legs are really sort of weak." Bette spoke quietly, reaching her hand out to stroke the small, light pink scar below Tina’s belly button.  A sudden urge to kiss it overwhelmed her and she knelt down to do so.

    Tina’s fingers stroked and slid through her wet hair as she kissed and licked impossibly soft skin. "Oh please…" she pleaded gently, her lips promising the same. Tina led Bette’s chin down to where she needed her, hips thrusting against Bette’s mouth.

    From Tina’s perspective, the act was reverent and hot and perfectly soothing to an already tired body. She could feel just the tip of Bette’s tongue in her folds, at her opening, on her thighs, and at the very centre of her clit.

    Maybe she could cum standing up afterall? she thought with a bit of a laugh.  Curious brown eyes looked up at her and she gazed down adoringly. She rolled her hips, feeling Bette’s touch intensify, her tongue flatten against her, and then she thrust once, twice, her orgasm achingly deep within her. Dimly, she was aware of Bette’s moan against her flesh, and she smiled when she looked down to see Bette touching herself and getting off just at the thought of Tina cumming. It made Tina feel powerful and vulnerable all at once.  She saw the same feelings reflected in Bette’s eyes, and knew that nothing got her off more.

    Of course she had to be practically held up by Bette afterward but she didn’t mind.  Bette’s hands were strong on her back, and they finished washing up quickly, inseparable as they made their way in warming towels towards the bed, shedding the top sheet that was laced with traces of chocolate and their love.

    “Come here,” Bette mumbled, pulling a trembling Tina into the bed with her, “hold me,”

    Tina obligingly agreed, snuggling close with her head buried beneath Bette’s chin. “Everything I said about you moving to my side of town …” Tina muttered, “It was bullshit … this is our home.”

    Bette inched away and looked at her curiously, “But I thought …”

    “My home …” Tina repeated, her eyelids closing as she drifted off to sleep, “our home …”

    Bette wrapped her close again and simply lay there smiling, unconscious of time or place since it didn’t seem to matter as long as they were together. What Tina failed to realise was that wherever she and Angie were, Bette would call that place home for as long as she lived.

     

     

     

     

     

     

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    7. Whoa, sofa/hb make a very interesting writing duo! My hope is that you both had fun doing the research for this story….your dedication was amazing. If the mood strikes you in future, be sure you have paper and pen at the ready!

    14. Hey I am still alive, so far. I even read most of this…I thought it was funny that “berries and water” will put a kid right out. Especially if the berries are fermented a wee bit? Angie was calling for wine, I guess she got it!! Hope y’all are doing well, and hb, some equally hot Bette/Helena..soon? Only 5 or 10 pages of hotness..that’s all!! hugz..

    25. omigod…research…wooooman! we have more than a week to wait! btw, reciprocation is not something i ever worry about with you norty norty brit grrllol, i’ll stop now. grow up, they all say! lol

    30. Too hot for words! I’m still putting out the fire. You two need to collaborate more often — please more sultry summer nights soon…

    35. Um ….girls? That was extremely arousing, delicious, tantalizing, creative, and sensational! Truth be told, stand up sex can result in the strongest orgasms, why is that Dr. Sofa???? ;- ))

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