Sweaty and satisfied, Raine smiled as she set the alarm on her phone. The redhead next to her was way more skilled than the blonde she had fooled around with just hours ago. Raine fell back onto the pillow and before she knew it, she was asleep.
There was a thick amount of tension the night that Stacy and Raine met on the subway. They had left the underground station and weaved through a street lined with restaurant patios that filled the air with delicious smells.
Raine wasn’t quite sure where Stacy was leading them, but she trusted the older woman to know how to get to their destination. Eventually, the pair found themselves making their way through an outdoor skate park.
“Do you... want to try something new?” Stacy slowed her pace and suddenly came to a complete stop by a dim orange streetlight.
Raine spun around and grinned, “Does it include an adventure?” Her eager eyes peered at her through the blue contacts.
“You could say that. Or we can call it a learning experience,” Stacy tapped her own chin lightly with an index finger.
“I don’t care what we call it. Fuck yeah,” Raine bit her lip in apprehension.
Stacy stepped dangerously close and brushed Raine’s hair behind her ear. Raine swallowed when she felt Stacy’s fingertip graze along the edge of her ear.
“Feel this,” Stacy pressed her hips against the younger woman’s waist and ran fingers up her sides.
“You can stop me at any time if you change your mind about our little adventure,” Stacy continued in a whisper.
An excited shiver ran through Raine’s body. There was a part of Raine that told her to stay quiet.
Stacy’s wandering eyes paused to evaluate whether or not there was any sign of reluctance on Raine’s end, but was relieved to see nothing of the sort. Stacy moved into the exposed neck and pressed her lips against the baby hairs of Raine’s soft skin. Raine gasped at the light preciseness of it all and wasn’t sure if she was feeling more intimidated or turned on. Raine could hardly stand as the nails eventually trailed dangerously close to her crotch in the middle of the city’s park.
“Do you know what I hate about this new trend of skinny jeans?” a flicker of excitement flashed in Stacy eyes.
“What?” Raine looked around quickly to see if anyone was around the poorly lit park.
“They are annoying to take off,” Stacy unbuttoned the jeans and stared at her with ravaging eyes,“Can I pull them down?”
“Y-yes,” Raine trembled.
Raine was nervous, afraid, and excited at the same time. She had no idea what she had agreed to, but within a split second, Raine’s legs were exposed to the warm breeze. She let out a small gasp that turned into a nervous smile.
“Have I got plans for you...” Stacy smirked.
Raine leaned in for a kiss but Stacy was too fast. Before she knew it, Stacy had snuck behind her and bent her over one of the many railings in the park. The dampness between her legs was met with a cold breeze. Raine was completely exposed. Stacy’s warm hand pushed her butt cheeks higher into the air. Stacy’s touch was starving her and she needed more.
A flood of thoughts crashed into Raine’s mind: Is anyone around? What if some asshole taking a video of this on their phone? What if someone’s watching? What if - oh fuck that feels so good.
Two of Stacy’s fingers had found her pulsing bud. Raine bit her lower lip. She felt like she was going to spasm and have a panic attack at the same time, but this was soon taken over by the adrenaline of possibly getting caught and the thought of getting away with things that were so forbidden in public.
“Please Stacy... before someone sees,” Raine begged, still conscientious of the fact that anyone could walk by and witness her in this state of desperation.
Raine felt and heard a wet smack in between her legs. She groaned. When Stacy’s hand retracted, Raine simultaneously felt an immediate cold sensation between her legs.
Embarrassed, Raine used both hands and pulled on Stacy’s leather jacket to close the gap behind her.
“Don’t be afraid of your own desire for pleasure or what other people think of it. Let it right out you fucking sexy thing,” Stacy whispered.
“Stacy... please, I need you,” Raine managed to say in-between breaths.
Stacy pressed a finger into Raine. Raine let out a stifled moan and sunk onto Stacy’s hand with hardly any resistance from the buildup of fluids. Raine felt a light flicking from within her, teasing her with its potential strength.
“Please fuck me...” Raine whimpered as her insides craved more.
Stacy ignored the request and used her free hand to spread the fluids from Raine’s opening to her clit. It drove Raine to squirm and let out louder moans. Stacy forced another finger into Raine and shook her insides. Stacy pulled out slowly, and took a small step back to lustfully stare at Raine’s lips stretch over her fingers. She flexed her forearms and pushed them back in against Raine’s inner walls. This forced Raine to move forward and back onto the hand pressed against her swollen clit. The pace quickened as Raine’s once-before restricted groans became louder while the muscles in her body tightened.
Stacy’s hand held onto Raine’s shoulder to support her as the pace of each stroke picked up. She rammed into Raine, who couldn’t help but let out near screams due to the hot burning sensation between her legs. Stacy’s cum soaked palm slapped her contracting asshole with every stroke and Raine’s sounds became more frequent. Her breathing raced against her heart. All her thoughts were replaced with by the rhythms they were moving in. Stacy’s fingers started to push against the sides of Raine’s resistant walls and started to swirl them around inside swiftly. They lapped over Raine’s G-spot over and over, drumming it into her body.
Moments later, Raine was trying to hold onto the rush to be in control of the tingling sensations, but she was clenched so hard around Stacy’s fingers that her entire body shook uncontrollably. She had to let go.
“Fuck!” Raine gasped as fluids exploded over Stacy’s hand and some of it dripped onto the cement below.
They breathed heavily as Stacy helped Raine pull up her pants. Still leaned over the railing, Raine used it as support to hold herself up.
“I knew you wouldn’t last long,” Stacy smirked.
Raine turned a shade of pink, “Fuck you.”
“Maybe. If you’re lucky,” Stacy’s lips tightened.
The two made their way into the village without many words exchanged while Raine had a permanent smile plastered across her face.
They stood at the entrance to a lesbian bar.
“Here you are,” Stacy said as she stretched her arms up into the air with her hands clasped together.
“So... When do I get to return the favour?” Raine grinned.
Stacy chuckled, “No need,” as she went in for a hug.
Raine took the opportunity to graze the tip of her tongue lightly over Stacy’s cartilage and immediately felt the visceral effect on Stacy; a small shiver.
“Uh...” caught off guard, Stacy bit her lower lip and took a step back.
“Let me,” Raine smiled and rubbed the back of her own neck.
“I s’pose you can call me before five and we can talk,” Stacy pulled out a card from her pocket.
“During business hours? You’re going to get fired for that you know?” Raine grinned and grabbed the card.
“As you’ve already witnessed - I like living on the edge,” Stacy winked and walked into the bar.
Raine decided to check out the club across the street. As she waited for the pedestrian light to indicate that it was safe to cross, she looked down at the card in her hand. It had the logo of her college on it.
“Raine. I need you to wake up,” A feminine voice crept into her dead sleep.
Raine rolled over and rubbed her forehead with her fingertips. The all too familiar feeling of loneliness settled in. She thought she would have stopped thinking about Stacy by now. After all, it had been three years since they’d met. Instead the moments they had together seemed to become more and more vivid.
“Raine - get the fuck up now! Did you really fuck Courtney last night before we fucked?” A raging redhead was practically lit on fire and coming at her.
Naked, nonetheless, but angry.
Raine’s eyes widened at the sight. The woman was kind of hot and scary at the same time as she waved a black object in the air so fast she could hardly see what it was without her contacts on. Raine sat up quickly and threw her clothes on.
“Yeah, but Sophia I’ve gotta go,” Raine smiled weakly as she briskly walked towards the door.
“You bitch! That was my cousin!” Sophia yelled at the top of her lungs.
A black object hurtled past Raine, crashed into the wall, and smashed onto the ground after just nearly missing her head. Raine’s sleek new phone looked like a spiderweb-like crack in the middle of it.
“Fuck...” Raine swore under her breath.
She grabbed the phone and got the fuck out of there. It was abnormal that Raine would sleep with two women in one night, but she definitely didn’t want to feel alone. After all, it was exactly three years ago that Stacy had left her broken.