Meanwhile back in LA
Hours past and the hint of daylight began to shine through the window as Nya watched Tina sleep and anxiously waited for her to wake up. It was day two of their hanging out and partying, but Nya was wearing thin of it all. She needed the calm, reserved, and subtle Tina back, not the wild and drunken one that had emerged. As much as Nya wanted to give in to Tinas repeated requests for intimacy, Nya didnt feel comfortable doing it while Tina was under the influence. Nya had loosened Tinas clothes, but refused to remove them for fear of not being able to control the urge to feel Tinas body against hers. It took an act of Congress for Nya not to react to the desires she felt.

Oh, my head, Tina whined. Where am I? Tina looked around, trying to get her bearings.

Youre at my place, Nya informed and tried to hide her frustration.

What happened?

We partied again and you got drunk again, Nyas frustration was hard to conceal.

Tina didnt detect the difference in Nyas tone and continued to talk in spite of her pounding head.

I didnt embarrass myself did I?

Nya looked away before answering. No, you didnt, Nya lied. Tina had almost completely stripped while in the club after doing shots of Tequila. The over-sexed and highly amped women encouraged Tinas lewd act and one almost took advantage of her in the process. Nyas quick wit saved Tina and she dragged her back to the VIP to try and sober her up. No, you got a little drunk and I brought you here to sleep it off, Nya wouldnt make eye contact with Tina in order make her lie beleivable.

Oh, Nya, Im so sorry, Tina stumbled toward Nya. Please. I have to make it up to you. Will you let me? Tina pleaded.

There wasnt much Nya wouldnt do for Tina, but she couldnt allow herself to get caught in a position she saw no escape hatch. Tina had no idea how hard it was for Nya to withhold her feelings and act as if they were just friends. Nya felt like she too was in the more than friends, less than lovers category with Tina and it hurt her worse than when Tina told her shed been intimate with Bette.

Tina, you have to stop partying and drinking so much; thats what you can do for me, Nya informed and held back her pain-filled tears.

Okay, Ill do that, Tina reached to stroke Nyas face, but she moved. Whats wrong Nya? What did I do?

Nya couldnt hold the tears back any longer. The floodgates burst and the weeks of pent up emotions poured down her cheeks and clogged her nose, making it hard for her to breath or talk. Tina tired to comfort Nya, but she backed away making Tina feel ashamed and rejected.

Nya. Honey, please. Talk to me. Tell me what I did to hurt you like this, Tina tried again to comfort Nya.

Nya shook her head and waved her hand for Tina to stay away. The words would not form and she wouldnt force herself to compensate for her lack of words, by giving in to Tinas affections.

Do you want me to leave? Tina asked, hoping Nya would say no. Nya shook her head yes. You do? You want me to leave? Tinas voice cracked and the tears rolled.

Go! Please go, Nya strained to speak and walked out of the room leaving Tina speechless.

The Rayne storm
Bette woke up a few hours later, divinely sore, and still very hot for the mocha body lying next to her. The smell of Raynes essence tickled Bettes nostrils, further increasing her insatiable desire to be taken to places she didnt know she could go. Bette traced the baby soft skin coating Raynes ***** body hoping to arouse her from her sleep. Rayne stirred and rolled onto her side to face Bette.

Hey there, Bette flashed a mega-watt smile. Youre as beautiful asleep as you are awake, Bette complimented.

Youre pretty hot yourself, Rayne returned and ran her hand across Bettes cheek.

Bette moved her face in Raynes palm and kissed it gently and suggestively.

Arent you tired? Rayne rhetorically inquired.

No, for some reason I have an abundance of energy, Bette deviously grinned. Got anything that might help me go back to sleep?

Rayne knew what Bette had in mind and was happy to oblige. She eased her body onto Bettes forcing her back down and began whispering erotic words in Bettes ear making her blush and get excited at the same time.

Your skin feels like rose petals, your smell makes a garden pale in comparison, and your nectar is sweeter than Jamaican sugar cane, Rayne uttered just above a whisper.

Raynes words were as titillating as her touch and Bette didnt need foreplay; she was ripe and ready for plucking, but Rayne had something else in mind for her.
Wheres the scarf you had on yesterday?

In my travel bag; why?

Get it. Actually, get two if you have another one.

Bette didnt question Raynes motives and slid out the bed to retrieve them. She handed it to Rayne and sat down besides her wondering what was coming next. Rayne leaned over, kissed Bette, and then pressed her weight against Bettes body making her collapse on the bed.

Raise your hands above your head and close your eyes, Rayne gently commanded and Bette did as asked.

Rayne placed the first scarf around head to cover her eyes and then bound Bettes hands together. Rayne was surprised by Bettes submission and smiled. Rayne walked away from the bed leaving her alone as she searched for things to torture Bette with. Rayne returned with some ice, cold water, matches, and the chocolate left by the maid, which Bette placed on the desk. She took the water and dripped it on Bettes body making her flinch and then replaced the coldness with the warmth of her mouth. Rayne sucked the water our of Bettes small navel and across her waist where the water the trailed. Bette cooed and smiled from the pleasure she felt.

More, Bette asked.

Rayne put the water down and took the chocolate and reached for a match. She melted the chocolate on Bettes stomach and she writhed in a mix of pleasure and pain. Gentle sighs and moans emitted from Bettes gaping mouth and it turned Rayne on to watch her. Rayne ate the chocolate off Bettes ***** and stomach and then kissed Bettes eager mouth, sharing the chocolate with her. Bette felt herself rise into a state of uninhibited ecstasy and arched her body to receive more from the delightful woman treating her body to such lofty treats.

Are you prepared to completely submit to me Bette? Rayne asked.

Yes! Bette quickly shot back. You can have me any way you want me.

Good.

Rayne continued to play with the melted chocolate on Bettes stomach and then stopped abruptly and walked away. Bette struggled to follow Raynes movements, but couldnt. She lay patiently waiting for Rayne to return and tried to guess what was coming next. Rayne returned and kissed Bette hungrily over her mouth, neck, and shoulders causing Bettes head to swirl. Rayne got Bette hot and with a sudden motion cooled her down with an ice cube between her thighs.

Oooh, that was cold, Bette cried out.

But youre so hot, you can handle it, Rayne countered.

Rayne continued to work the ice into Bettes fiery volcano and eased her way down for her meeting at the Y. Rayne spread Bettes legs open as far as she could and without warning and without hesitation buried her face into Bette and inhaled her *****, sucking it hard and long. Bette immediately screamed and pushed her lower half as far into Raynes face as she could. Rayne groaned with unexpected pleasure and continued to suck Bettes ***** and until she felt the throb of her release. Sweetness seeped out and Rayne drank it all in. Bette was still unable to react in the way she wanted to, but the being bound and blindfolded made her so intensely turned on.

Oh *****! Oh my God! Bette panted. What the ***** do you have in your mouth? My ***** feels like it was made for it, Bette groaned.

Rayne was getting turned on by Bettes dirty talk and devised a way to encourage it. Rayne removed the blindfold and unbound Bettes wrists.

Dont move, Rayne commanded and Bette sat still.

Rayne reached for the remote and clicked the TV on and found and adult channel for them to watch. I want you to act out what you see, but put your twist on it, Rayne stated.

Bette watched the women act and thats exactly what it was, an act; and devised a way to fulfill Raynes request. Bette sat on the floor at Raynes feet and began kissing from her toes to her thighs. Rayne leaned back on her arms, but never once broke her stimulated-induced stare. Bette craftily caressed, kissed, sucked, and licked Raynes toes, ankles, calves, knees, until she once again reached Raynes core. Bette slid her fingers inside Raynes creamy gates and toyed with her insides before encasing her warm mouth around every morsel of flesh she could fit into her mouth.

Goddamn woman! Rayne cried out and that encouraged Bette to do more.

Bette eased her soaked fingers out, leaned back on her heals, and sucked each finger in turn while Rayne watched her, breathing heavily. When Bette finished sucking her fingers, she replaced them with her tongue, forcing the length of it deep inside the sugar walls of Raynes cavern. Rayne ran her fingers through Bettes tussled hair and gently ground herself into Bettes eager and unrelenting mouth. Bette broke free enough to look at the TV and then turned her attention back to Rayne. Bette pulled Raynes legs up until they rested on her shoulders and opened her up even more to Bettes oral beating.

Now, thats what Im talking about, Rayne moaned. Yes, do me baby; do me.

Rayne and Bette made love for hours in every position in every part of Bettes suite that could secure their weight and satisfy their creativity. Bette refused to quit, and worked Rayne until she collapsed on the bed, drained and throbbing. Bette allowed her to rest for a moment before taking her creativity to another level. Bette stood on the bed and straddled Raynes body. Rayne ran her hands up and down Bettes legs silently willing her to do whatever she planned to do. Bette steadied herself within Raynes grip and began stroking her ***** until she found her rhythm and began wildly gyrating her hips until she felt the rise and swell in her pelvis. Knowing she was on the verge of coming, Bette lowered herself until she was resting her body carefully on Raynes chest.

Closer, Rayne demanded and Bette positioned herself against Raynes mouth and let her finish what shed started.

Suck me, suck me! Bettes wanton demands rang out. Yes, Rayne, yes. Suck me, suck me until I shower you with my *****, Bette spoke like a brazen *****.

Rayne sucked Bette until she came and held her against her mouth until she was sexually dehydrated.