Looking at it lying atop the other sex toys, she thought her parents might beg to differ. She has definitely been misbehaving a lot more lately, and she thought there would be more misbehaving tonight once they sorted all of this stuff out.
Thinking about misbehaving, her eyes went to the keep pile, settling on the pink dildo. Again, she wondered if tonight would be the night. With her virginity only a technicality and with the promise of many pleasurable things intimated by Becca’s words in the shower, she thought it was bound to happen eventually and sooner rather than later.
Why not tonight, Lizzy thought, her eyes still on the smooth shaft of the dildo. When she couldn’t come up with a reason why it shouldn’t be tonight, her heart started racing. Her hands were shaking a little as she reached out and picked up the strap-on harness. She looked at it a while, then made up her mind. She set it on her pillow, then added the dildo.
Looking at the harness and toy on the pillow, Becca asked, “Starting a new pile?”
“Um, yeah,” Lizzy said
“Things we are leaving out for later,” Lizzy said, her cheeks flushed.
Feeling Becca’s eyes on her, Lizzy looked up and saw the robot looking at her curiously. Finally, Becca asked, “Are you sure?”
Taking a deep breath, Lizzy smiled at her and nodded, “I’m sure.”
“Why now?” Becca asked.
“Remember when we were in the shower, and you said you know many ways to pleasure a woman…” Lizzy said, trailing off as Becca started grinning.
Stealing a kiss, the robot asked, “Did I pique your interest, then?”
“Yeah,” Lizzy said, honestly.
Becca met Lizzy’s eyes, held them, and said, “Your first time should be with someone special.”
“My first time was with you, remember?” Lizzy laughed.
“You know what I mean,” Becca said, giving her a sour look.
“You’re my best friend,” Lizzy said, a little embarrassed, “I think you are pretty special.”
Becca looked at her a long moment, then favored her with a warm smile. With a tender kiss, she said, “You are pretty special, too.”
“Oh God,” Lizzy said, rolling her eyes and laughing. Still, she smiled back at the automaton. As awkward as the exchange had been, the sentiment behind it had been real.
“Let’s finish hiding this stuff,” Becca said, changing the subject.
Standing in the middle of her bedroom, Lizzy spun around slowly. The last of the things she had decided to keep was safely hidden away, and she was trying to see if anything showed. She thought she had done a pretty good job of hiding everything, but she still would be on pins and needles until Mrs. Nelson’s next cleaning day. That would be the ultimate test of her thoroughness.
Lizzy glanced at the clock and saw it was after one in the morning, but she wasn’t tired. After making up her mind to let Becca use the strap-on on her tonight, she has been almost jittery with nervous excitement. Her thoughts had chased each other around and around in her head as she wondered what it was going to be like. She knew there would be some discomfort when it happened, but the pleasure that would follow would be all that much sweeter.
Her distracted thoughts were the main reason she was double checking her job of hiding the sex toys and lingerie. She really didn’t want to get caught with them. She couldn’t even imagine how much trouble she’d be in. She didn’t know what level of punishment her parents had past grounding her, and she really didn’t want to find out.
“Satisfied?” Becca asked.
Glancing at her, Lizzy asked, “Do you see any of it?”
Becca embraced Lizzy from behind, put her chin on Lizzy’s shoulder, and said, “You did a good job of hiding them.”
“I hope so,” Lizzy said, with a little laugh, “I’d be in so much trouble if Mrs. Nelson found any of it.”
“Do you think she’d tell on us?” Becca asked.
“Well, yeah,” Lizzy said, laughing again, “and I wouldn’t even be mad at her for it. Girls my age shouldn’t have things like this.”
“I shouldn’t have asked for them to be sent?” Becca asked.
“No,” Lizzy said, snuggling back into Becca, “but since you did…”
Lizzy sighed as Becca kissed her neck. She shivered in anticipation as Becca’s hands slipped under her sleep shirt. They were warm against the bare skin of her stomach, then her breasts. A moan slipped past her slack mouth as Becca teased her nipples. The sweet torture brought her desire to life, her body responding to Becca’s touch.
She was more than ready when one of Becca’s hands slipped down her stomach and into the front of the panties she wore. The first brush of Becca’s fingers against her bud sent a wave of pleasure through her young body. The first but not the last, the delicious pressure of Becca’s caress driving her young body wild. Her hips pushed against Becca’s hand eagerly, craving more of the lovely sensation.
“You keep that up, and you won’t get to play with your toy,” Lizzy said, her voice thick with excitement. She wasn’t kidding, either. Becca had her teetering on the edge of a climax, her toes hanging over the edge, already.
“I’m sure there’s more than one in here,” Becca whispered in Lizzy’s ear, her fingers moving even faster.
Caught off guard by the comment, Lizzy started laughing.
Her laughter became a moan as she thought about what the statement really implied and her heart started beating faster. The hour on the clock was late, but she thought it was going to be a lot later before they went to sleep tonight.
The thought of much more pleasure to come finished what Becca’s capable fingers had begun. Her knees almost buckled as her climax shook her, Becca kept Lizzy on her feet and held her as she lost herself in the lovely sensations washing through her.
Turning in Becca’s arms, Lizzy smiled at her and gave her a lingering kiss. Without breaking it, she hooked her thumbs in Becca’s panties, pushing them down. She got them to about Becca’s mid-thigh, then gravity did the rest. With one last kiss, Lizzy sank to her knees in front of Becca.
A moan escaped Becca as Lizzy’s tongue found her bud. Rolling her eyes up, Lizzy saw Becca’s face pinch in pleasure. Smiling, Lizzy returned her attention to what she was doing. The flick of her tongue had Becca’s hips moving, pushing her girlhood against Lizzy’s mouth eagerly.
Lizzy had to wonder how easy this came to her now, going down on Becca. A very short while ago, she’d have said they were crazy if someone suggested she’d ever do this to another girl. Maybe this has been in her all along, an inner lesbian that just needed the right nudge. She definitely took to sleeping with Becca pretty quickly.
Thinking about the dildo and harness on the bed, Lizzy thought, I’ve done a lot of things I never expected to do since Becca arrived. Like losing my virginity to another girl… um, both times.
Becca brought her back from her thoughts when she put her hand on the back of Lizzy’s head, holding her mouth to her writhing body. Getting the hint, Lizzy returned her attention to Becca’s girlhood. She kept her tongue moving, pushing the girl closer to ecstasy. She smiled as Becca’s fingers tightened in her hair and the girl’s little cries of enjoyment grew louder. Lizzy didn’t let up, kept teasing Becca’s bud until she couldn’t take anymore. Becca suddenly cried out, her body pulling away from Lizzy’s mouth as her orgasm had its way with her. Smiling, Lizzy ran her tongue over Becca’s very sensitive bud, making the girl gasp and her hips jerk.
Getting to her feet, Lizzy wrapped her arms around Becca’s neck and kissed her. She smiled at Becca when she pulled back, asked, “Why are we still standing here?”
Looking at the bed, Becca laughed, “I don’t know.”
Lizzy took her hand, led her to the bed. Before lying down, Lizzy finished what she had started, removing Becca’s sleep shirt. She held her arms up so that Becca could do the same to her. Her panties joined the shirt on the floor. Naked, she stretched out on the bed and pulled Becca into her arms when the robot did the same. Their lips met in a heated kiss
Becca gently rolled her onto her back without breaking the kiss. Something was poking Lizzy in the back, distracting her. Finally, she had to break the kiss and reach behind to see what it was. It was the dildo, displaced by their passion. The automaton’s eyes went to the dildo, then met Lizzy’s.
“Do we still need that?” Becca asked, still holding her gaze.
Kissing her again, Lizzy put the dildo in Becca’s hand and said, “Yeah.”
“Are you sure?”
“I am,” Lizzy said, with a little laugh. When Becca looked at her a long moment, she said, “Really, I am… I’m just a little nervous.”
“I’ll be gentle,” Becca said.
Smiling at her, Lizzy said, “I know.”
Becca gave her a tender kiss, then got to her knees and reached for the harness. Propping up on her elbows, Lizzy watched as Becca slipped the dildo through the opening and snapped it into place. Her heart was beating a mile a minute as Becca put the harness on, adjusting and securing the straps on each hip. Her eyes were on the dildo now jutting out from Becca’s lower abdomen. The whole time they were hiding the other sex toys, she had been imagining what it was going to be like to have it inside of her. Now that it was time to find out, she was a little scared. It was the smallest of the dildos, but it still looked pretty big from this angle.
She wasn’t scared enough to change her mind, though. Her excitement made her brave.
Leaning in, Becca gave Lizzy a deep, lingering kiss that stole her breath away. She was a little dizzy with desire by the time Becca pulled back from it to smile at her. That smile only made her want the girl more, a pleasant warmth spreading over her body.
Becca moved between Lizzy’s legs, running her hands down the insides of her thighs and pushing them open wide. She moved forward, until she was in position, the cool shaft of the dildo lying against Lizzy’s hot bud. Moving her hips, she rubbed the dildo against Lizzy’s bud, drawing a moan from her. Meeting Lizzy’s eyes, she said, “Try to relax.”
“Right,” Lizzy said.
“Take a deep breath,” Becca said, easing the dildo back and pressing it against the opening of Lizzy’s vagina.
Lizzy took a shaky breath, letting it out as a gasp as Becca pushed her hips forward. There was a sharp pain, then the dildo was deep inside of her. It happened so fast she barely had time to acknowledge the pain. She looked wide-eyed at where the shaft disappeared into her, a good four inches missing from view.
Becca was looking at her anxiously, her eyes worried as she asked, “Are you okay?”
“Um, yeah,” Lizzy said, looking up at Becca. Lizzy realized she had answered a little too quickly, so she took a moment to access how she felt. She was a little surprised that, other than a slight sting, she was indeed okay. Meeting Becca’s eyes, she asked, “Is that it?”
“That was the bad part, yeah. Did it hurt?” Becca asked.
“A little… Kind of a tug, then a sharp pain,” Lizzy said, then smiled at Becca, “not as bad as I thought it’d be.”
“I tried to be gentle,” Becca said.
“You were,” Lizzy said, trying to sit up. The dildo moved inside of her, and she gasped. Her eyes got wide, and she laughed, “Holy shit!”
“Are you okay?” Becca asked.
“Yeah,” Lizzy said, tentatively moving her hips, again. A moan escaped her, and she laughed again. Becca gave her a curious look, and this time she reached up and pulled the girl down to kiss her. Her hands ran down Becca’s back to grab her buttocks, pulling her forward. She moaned into Becca’s mouth.
Pulling back from the kiss, Becca grinned at her, said, “I guess you are okay.”
“God, it feels so good,” Lizzy said, blushing when Becca’s smile widened, “well, it does.”
Lizzy moaned as Becca started rolling her hips forward. She kept it nice and slow, letting Lizzy get used to having the dildo inside of her. Slow or not, each time the dildo pushed deep into her, it forced a moan from her slack mouth.
“A little faster?” Becca asked, meeting Lizzy’s eyes.
Biting her lip, Lizzy nodded. Becca kissed her deeply and, without breaking it, let her thrusts come faster, deeper. Lizzy did her best to kiss Becca back, but the pleasure washing through her was making it hard to focus. She finally had to give up.
Becca didn’t seem to mind, finding other places to kiss than her lips. Lizzy sighed as Becca kissed her neck, her collar bone. The girl’s hand roamed up Lizzy’s flanks to cup her breasts, teasing them until her nipples ached sweetly. The sensation seemed to meld with other lovely things that were happening to her until her whole body was a mess of happy nerve endings. It was almost overwhelming, too much for her young body to process.
She wasn’t surprised when an orgasm came on quick, her abdomen tightening in anticipation of that explosion of pleasure. She was ready for it, but the climax still knocked the breath out of her mid cry of ecstasy. A few seconds later when she could draw a breath, she laughed, “Holy shit!”
Smiling, Becca leaned in for a kiss, said, “I take it you like it.”
“A little,” Lizzy half purred, half laughed. The feel-good juices were flowing, and she felt as insubstantial as a dandelion puff. She thought she might blow away on a breeze of endorphins.
“Just a little?” Becca teased.
“We are definitely keeping this handy,” Lizzy said.
“We didn’t find a hiding spot for the harness,” Becca said, easing out of Lizzy.
“Yeah,” Lizzy said, looking around the room, “we left it out to play with and forgot to save a hiding spot for it.”
“We can figure it out later,” Becca said, then with a playful smile, “do you want to try it out?”
With a coy smile of her own, Lizzy asked, “Is that your way of saying it’s your turn?”
Laughing, Becca started unfastening the buckles on her hips. When she slipped free of it, she leaned in and gave Lizzy a lingering kiss. Her eyes flashed when she pulled back and said, “I want you inside of me.”
Caught off guard, again, Lizzy burst out laughing. When she sobered up some, she said, “Wow.”
“Too raunchy?” Becca asked.
Lizzy sat up and kissed her, smiled as she said, “Just raunchy enough.”
Picking up the harness, Becca said, “Try it on.”
The harness turned out to be trickier than Lizzy expected. Becca had to help her with the buckles while she held it in place. How Becca had managed to get into on her own baffled Lizzy. Still, she had it on and smoothed into place.
“How does it feel?” Becca asked.
“Okay,” Lizzy said, looking at her reflection in the mirror. She had to smile and shake her head at the sight of the dildo sticking out from her lower abdomen. She thought, never expected to see that.
“It doesn’t hurt you, does it?” Becca asked, meeting Lizzy’s eyes.
“Um, I don’t think so,” Lizzy said.
Becca reached out and gave the strap-on an experimental tug. It didn’t hurt, but Lizzy’s eyes got wide as it put pressure on her still sensitive bud. Becca saw it and smiled, stroked the shaft. Lizzy laughed at the lewd gesture, but it was half a sigh of pleasure. The motion of Becca’s hand translated through the harness, felt surprisingly good.
Letting go of the dildo, Becca got to her hands and knees. She looked over her shoulder at Lizzy, expectantly. Lizzy moved behind her, lined up the dildo, and eased it into Becca. The automaton moaned as it slipped deep inside. Becca’s eyes flashed with excitement, and she pushed back on the dildo, taking it all.
Lizzy’s first couple of thrusts were awkward, strangely uncoordinated for someone as graceful as she was. Becca had made it look so easy, the sensual flex of her body practiced and capable. Lizzy felt like she was doing something wrong, even though Becca was moaning and sighing. Glancing at her reflection in the mirror, she saw she lack all the grace Becca had had when she was wearing the strap-on.
Finally, she had to ask, “Is this okay? Am I doing it right?”
“The harness takes a while to get used to,” Becca said, watching Lizzy over her shoulder, “you are too stiff. Move your hips, not your whole body.”
“My hips, got it,” Lizzy said, trying it. She smiled as she found her rhythm, the roll of her hips feeling like a much more natural movement. It felt kind of sexy, like she was dancing.
“Just like that,” Becca said, around a moan, “just like that.”
Smiling, Lizzy thought, I guess she likes it, too
Her pace increased as her confidence grew, her thrusts coming faster and deeper. Glancing at herself in the mirror, Lizzy smiled when she saw the sensuality that she had seen in Becca, and it made her feel sexy instead of awkward. She had to shake her head at the curious sense of pride that flooded her.
Well, if you are going to do something, you might as well do it right, Lizzy thought, trying to justify the sense of accomplishment she felt, and judging by the sound Becca is making, I’m doing it right.
Becca’s little cries of enjoyment were filling the bedroom. Even though they had verified that sound didn’t travel outside of her bedroom, Lizzy glanced at the door nervously. Still, she didn’t let up, kept her hips moving even as a new urgency crept into Becca’s voice.
Her cries grew sharper, ratcheting up in volume as she started to come. Lizzy thrust once, twice, three more times and Becca suddenly stiffened, then shook herself loose. The orgasm had its way with her, left her trembling as it moved on.
Becca eased off the dildo, stretching out on her back in front of Lizzy. Smiling up at her, Becca sighed happily and said, “I guess you got used to it.”
Laughing, Lizzy said, “It’s all in the hips.”
Becca sat up and kissed her, said, “Mm, I love your hips.”
“Just my hips?” Lizzy teased.
“I’m fond of the rest of you, too,” Becca said, laughed. Sobering up some, she met Lizzy’s eyes, asked, “Are you okay? With what we did?”
Kissing her, Lizzy said, “Yeah.”
“Thank you, Lizzy,” Becca said.
“For what?” Lizzy asked, giving her a curious look.
“For letting me be the one,” Becca said, almost shyly.
Feeling a burst of warmth for the robot, Lizzy hugged her tightly.
Lying in the dark, Lizzy smiled at the slight soreness between her thighs. She thought it might be worse in the morning. Still, losing her virginity hadn’t hurt as much as she thought it would and the pleasure that followed more than made up for the discomfort. She was glad she went through with it.
She glanced at the alarm clock, shaking her head when she saw it was almost four in the morning. Lizzy had wanted to keep using the strap-on, but Becca thought it would be best if they didn’t. She thought Lizzy should take it slow using it for a while. Ease into it, Becca had said. Although she had seen the wisdom in the statement, Lizzy had made a joke about it being the other way around. Lizzy had been a little embarrassed by her own joke, but it got a laugh from Becca.
They had traded toys for their fingers and mouths, the night’s festivities lasting long after the strap-on harness and dildo were put up in their new homes. It had been about an hour ago, exhausted and sated, they had finally called it a night. They had cuddled atop the covers, trying to cool down and catch their breath.
Eventually, they had crawled under the covers and turned out the lights. In the dark, Lizzy had closed her eyes to go to sleep, only to realize she was still wide awake. Free of distractions, her mind was like a dog that wanted to run rather than lie down so she could get to sleep. She wasn’t surprised; she had a lot to think about. Instead of trying to fight it, she let her mind off its leash. Again, she wasn’t surprised when it returned to sniff at the conversation she and Becca had in the food court at the mall.
Becca was right, Lizzy thought, smiling, friends don’t do what we just did.
Snuggling tighter against Becca, Lizzy wondered what her answer would be now if Becca asked what it would mean if they held hands. She wasn’t sure it would be the same as it had been earlier.