Tina’s moans were deep and throaty, her head moving from side to side as wave after wave of sheer ecstasy flooded through her. Bette’s fingers were poised seeking entry “Tina?” she said, asking permission for the ultimate act of possession. “Yes Bette, more, more” was her answer. Bette moaned against Tina’s clitoris as she once more took it into her mouth then slipped two fingers deep inside her as Tina’s hips rose to take as much of her as she could.

Bette could feel Tina starting to tense and the grasping hold on her fingers told that she was very close, “Bette now!” she screamed as she came long and hard. As Bette felt her subside she moved up the bed and took Tina in her arms rocking her gently as she came slowly down, tears of pleasure running down her cheeks.

Tina looked up into Bette’s eyes and saw them change from a look of love to one of pure desire; she was amazed that she was having such an effect on this woman. Without breaking eye contact Tina’s hand began to slide down Bette’s body “Tina, you don’t have to” Bette said raggedly. “Shush” said Tina as her hand began to gently probe Bette’s folds “You’re so wet” she continued “I just want to fuck you” as her fingers slipped inside. Whatever Bette was about to say was lost as Tina moved down her body so that her mouth could form a very effective partnership with her fingers. It would be many hours before the two women could finally leave each other alone long enough to sleep.

The morning after
Tina awoke first, a little disorientated as she opened her eyes and did not at first recognise her surroundings. She raised herself up on her elbow and gazed down at the sleeping beauty next to her, smiling as last night’s memories she realised she was starting to get very wet again, the woman wasn’t even awake and she was turning her on!

“Are you going to just stare at me all morning?” said Bette without even opening her eyes. Tina laughed “So I take it being a witch is just another of your many talents Porter. And “No” I am not going to stare at you all morning, I’m going to beat you into the shower” she said leaping quickly from the bed and heading for the bathroom. Bette was the nearest to the door and managed to get there a split second before Tina blocking the way with her arm. “If you want to get into MY shower Miss Kennard you will have to pay a forfeit” said Bette silkily. “How about this?” said Tina as she slowly kissed her and brought her hands up to Bette’s breasts, “Or this?” she continued sliding her hand between Bette’s legs. Bette just groaned and slumped against the door frame as Tina placed two fingers inside her and a thumb on her clitoris establishing a rhythm that brought Bette to a groaning orgasm. “I think I’ve earned my shower Miss Porter – don’t you?”