Bette’s hands floated all over the blonde’s body.  She stroked through the delicate fabric of a fitted dress Tina carefully chose for the evening.  She wore it knowing it would please the brunette.

They touched zealously. Along the hallway as they stumbled, by the doorway when they stopped to deepen a kiss and finally on the bed where they became one.  Although remarkably their skin contrasted it was almost impossible to tell where one started and the other began.

“You make me want you so much.”  With a deep and cavernous hunger Tina’s voice was still breathless. 

The answer was whispered.  “I want you in the same way…you felt how much.”

Bette paused to allow her words to sink in then asked her lover, “Do you remember?” 

Oh yes. 

Yes she remembered. So vividly that Tina whimpered and her body clenched.

The blonde could almost feel the heat at her fingertips.  Touching the softness and searching where the brunette was most sensitive.  Tasting Bette inundated her own senses especially when she felt her lover tighten with an impending culmination. 

Tina felt so alive at that moment. Not to mention this one.

She wanted Bette so much…and wanted to do ‘more’.  Let her experience what she herself did while they made love. How much she felt and how perfectly her girlfriend caressed until tremors shook her very being.

How her heart raced and core temperature rose with abandon.  How the pounding in her ears was relentless until muscles tensed and bursts of pleasure spread everywhere.  Everywhere.

Tina’s breasts swelled as she remembered and leaned into her lover. 

The blonde moved against Bette.  Slowly at first, with just the lower half of their bodies.  As an intense friction built Tina raised herself above Bette so she could ease the ache in her chest.  The women’s breasts touched and each gasped aloud with indulgence. 

Tina, now fully on top of Bette moved with uninhibited purpose.

She saw the brunette’s pupils dilate and eyes darken.  Heat rose quickly between the women, breaths rapid and shallow.  Everything was building to when they would touch one another intimately and this hunger was growing exponentially.

They encouraged with breathy words and sensuous moans. 

They tingled as their nakedness pressed into the other. 

The pair was utterly consumed with desire.

Bette dragged warm hands down her lover’s back then gently maneuvered enough space to touch with her right hand where Tina’s need was on fire.  She tilted her head so they could kiss deeply.  She released Tina’s mouth to trace the blonde’s upper lip with her bottom one.  When Tina panted with deep yearning Bette’s tongue probed her mouth and they shared another deep kiss.     

They stayed this way for a while.  Feeling.  Wanting.  Fondling.

“No…” Tina pulled free to moan a refusal as the touch she enjoyed disappeared albeit briefly.  Soon Bette’s hand returned after gently pulling Tina’s to join hers.

“Together Tina,” Bette’s whispered hoarsely with a want that was raw and potent. 

“Touch me,” she urged then shifted back into position awaiting her lover’s unique strokes. 

Bette felt exactly what Tina did.  With ears pounding and heart hammering, desire swirled passionately.  Wildly even.  She didn’t need to teach Tina anything.  Never had this felt this good. 

Together they moved and there was no need to instruct.  Tonight like all other nights there were no teachers necessarily.  Just equals in the expression of this love.

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