Disclaimer: This is a PWP story.  If you have a problem with two women in an adult situation, then go find something else to read.  So anyway this is for MATURE audiences...so I hope all others will take the hint... By the way I mean mentally as well as physically. It's totally uber and it's totally mine.

I had just come home from work and walked into the apartment I shared with my roommate. The place was as quiet as a mouse except for the faint clicking I heard toward the back of the house. She’s at it again, I thought as I hung up my jacket on the coat rack located next to the door. I walked further into the apartment, turned to go down the hall, and knocked softly on the door. Waiting a bit, I heard a muffled, "Come in.”

“Hey Jen, you ok in here?” I asked with a soft chuckle. Jennifer was bent over her computer working on one of her never-ending projects for work.

“I’m great babe! How was your day?”

“Pretty good, I’m about to fix dinner. Want anything in particular or have you already eaten?”

“No, I haven’t. But whatever you fix is fine with me.” She said as she smiled at me with tired eyes.

“Ok. How long have you been in that chair?” I asked when I noticed her demeanor.

She smiled with a guilty look on her face. I guess she remembered the little pep talk we had after she gave herself a cramp in her neck from getting too involved in her work. I rolled my eyes and looked up to the ceiling. A ‘Why me?’ expression on my face.

“I’m fine Simone, plus now that I know you have magic hands, you can just take care of me.” The smile on her face, along with the gleam in her eyes, was priceless.

“I guess my word just wasn’t enough.” I laughed softly. “Listen, I’m gonna go and grab some menus. We’ll just order in. I have to get ready for a long day tomorrow anyway, so not cooking tonight wouldn’t kill me.”

“Sure. Sounds good babe.” I gave her a wink before I headed out of the door toward the kitchen. Instead of taking the time to peruse each one, I decided that she’d get to pick. I went back to her room and placed the menu’s down in front of her, leaning over her shoulder to do so. She took my hand before I had a chance to pull it back and turned around to face me. She had a question she wanted to ask I was sure of it. I even had a feeling of what it might be, but I decided I’d make her sweat.

“Simone?…” I just raised my eyebrow and smirked at her, waiting. “….do you think you could, ummmm gimme a massage?” I lowered my head and sighed deeply. Sometimes you have to be careful what you share with people.

“Sure, I could but what would I get out of it?” I asked slyly.

“Mmmmmm the sheer joy of knowing that you helped me?” She said sweetly.

“Yeahhhhh!!!!” I squealed with mock excitement.

“Please Simone?” I had no choice but to relent, I knew she wouldn’t, so I decided to be nice and give her a massage.

“Fine, scoot up a bit. I’ll get the other chair.” Giving my roommate a massage was not new for me but lately I found it increasingly difficult to do so. I also found it difficult not to. However, I decided to strengthen my resolve and do it anyway. Besides, who was I to say no. She'd asked soooo nicely.

I reached over, grabbed some lotion, and pulled my chair up behind her. The fact that she was wearing a tank top, made it easy for me just dig in. I poured some lotion into my hands and rubbed gently to get it warm. I moved the straps of her tank over just a bit and began. I started rubbing at her shoulders, pressing my fingers against the usual pressure points as I felt her body relax. I moved up and began massaging around her neck. I heard her sigh deeply.

“Feeling better?” I asked as I leaned into her ear. She responded with a moan and the sound of it caused me to work a little harder. However, it also caused something else to get worked up as well.

I moved my hands down to trace the column of her spine and she responded by arching her back and letting her head fall back against me.

“You know, this would be easier if you could move to a spot where we both would be comfortable.”

“Ok.” She agreed and got up to switch to a chair that had no back to it.

I had just started again when she told me to hold on. I waited patiently while she went to the bathroom. After a minute, I was just about to get up and go change my clothes. As I walked toward her bathroom door to tell her so, it opened. She was wrapped in a towel and was a little surprised at seeing me standing there.

“Where are you going?” She asked as her brows knitted together.

“I was just about to change my clothes…” I stammered trying to get myself together. “I was just about to let you know.”

“Ok, did you want to do that and come back then?” I was stunned for a sec. I decided that my best recourse would be to stay the way I was.

“No, I’m fine. Go ahead and get settled.” She laid stomach side down on the bed, but not before undoing her towel. Fortunately, her shorts were still on, but it didn’t stop me from swallowing the driest air I’ve ever had the displeasure of swallowing before walking over to her. I took the lotion again and began massaging more intensely than before. I was doing pretty well for a while but, as she started to relax more, her moaning increased and all of a sudden, I just felt damn HOT.

I cleared my throat and made a move to leave. My hand had found a safe place again near her neck and I felt that my work here was done. I guess she felt me about to leave because she took my hand.

“Why are you in such a hurry to get out of here?” She asked with almost complete innocence except for the underlying mirth in her eyes. I stared into those gorgeous green eyes for just a moment, and then decided what the hell do I have to lose.

“I’m trying to get out of here, because it would keep me from doing something I might possibly regret.” I answered as my own dark eyes met hers squarely.

“What would that be? And what makes you think that I would mind?”

“What are you trying to do?” I noticed her expression change almost imperceptibly. I was still cautious enough to try to get a straight answer before I delved any deeper.

“I am trying to hold a conversation.”

“What kind?”

“What do you think?” With that answer, I was becoming agitated so I decided to up the stakes.

“Jen, do you mind sitting up for a bit?” She had a curious expression but she did what I asked. I then crawled in bed behind her and placed my legs on either side of hers. I placed my hands on my legs and leaned into her.

“Jen…” I whispered softly, my low, husky voice hovering in her right ear “…Jennifer” I said just to make sure that she heard me. “…are you really ready for what I would like to give you?” I could feel the heat of her skin against my chest and moved that much closer to her. Her choices would be either to get up or lean back. At the moment, she was very still. I placed my hands on her legs and ran them the length of her thighs. “Are you going to answer me?”

She held still for another moment and then leaned back into me. I proceeded to run my hands from her legs to her waist. Allowing my fingers to splay across her trim waistline and moving my hands up and down, slowly. She leaned back further, but I kept her from coming all the way back.

“I think I’ll need you to voice your answer. In fact, you might want to get used to being very vocal, at least with me.” I said as a smile played on my lips and I continued to breathe softly against her ear. “Well?” I let the question linger for a second longer, then began to back away.

“Yes.” She answered softly. I paused for a moment, but did not make a move to return to my previous position. “Yes. I’m ready.” She said with more conviction and pulled my hands back around to her waist.

I moved closer to her and placed the tip of my nose against the back of her neck, and let it linger against her spinal column. Then I kissed it softly and felt her shiver at the suddenness of it. I pulled up and waited for her to relax a little, then moved back in. I let my tongue trace a lazy trail down her spine and then kissed it back up. My hands must have had a mind of their own because next I felt them tracing the soft curves of her stomach and up to cup her supple breasts. I held her like this for a while as I sucked, nibbled and kissed her neck, her ear, and her shoulders. My fingers gently massaged her breast as I continued.

Her response was one of encouragement. She moved her hips back towards me and started to grind against my pelvis. The more she did that, the more I played with her nipples, matching her rhythm with my pinches and pulls. She began to whimper at that. It was a sound I was beginning to love hearing from her. I wasn’t finished yet.

I made a move for her to stand and she did. Then I pulled her on top of me, so that we were facing each other. She put her hands around my neck and I looked up into her eyes. I reached up and tilted her head down towards mine as I let my thumbs play over her soft lips. I was lost in them for the longest then she whispered, “Kiss me.” Her voice was hot and sultry. It was something I noticed the first time I heard her speak. It was all I needed to get me focused again.

She bent her head towards me and I stuck out my tongue and licked at her bottom lip. I sucked it in gently as I ran my hands over her back and pulled her closer to me. She parted her moist lips and allowed me access. I held nothing back as I kissed her passionately. My tongue swirled around inside of her, as I sucked and pulled on her tongue. We were both almost breathless by the time we broke the kiss. I looked at her, checking again those beautiful green eyes to be sure before I made the next move. I saw no hesitation, only want and desire. That was all I needed.

I stood picking her up with me and laid her down on the bed. I then crawled on top of her, resting my weight on her hips. Then I lowered my mouth to sample her soft breasts. To say that they were sweet would be an understatement. They were like ambrosia, and I ran my tongue around her nipples for the longest time not wanting to miss a thing.

She arched her hips against me and groaned then pleaded with me to stop teasing her. I ended the self-torture and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth fully. She gasped with excitement and placed her hands in my hair. My own moans began to increase as I began to suck and nip harder on her breast. My tongue swirled around her nipples alternately with quickness and tenderness. She seemed pleased with what I was doing, but to be sure, I took one between my teeth and held it there. She brought her head up and looked into my eyes, passion written all over her face. We held each other’s gaze for just a moment before I let go kissing it gently in the process.

I laid kisses along the cleft between her breasts and started my descent, pulling off her shorts as I did so. I kissed her stomach and then her navel; where I stopped and took time to let my tongue play inside, giving her a preview of what was to come. Literally. Finally, I moved down and rested my head in between her legs. She already had them parted for me, but I ran my hands up and over her thighs, spread them open a little wider, and watched the folds of her womanhood open up to me.

I took a deep breath and reveled in her scent. It was indescribable. To say that I would never forget it would be an understatement. I closed my eyes and just held the thoughts that ran rampant in my mind and stuck out my tongue. I was moved by her sense of smell alone as I felt my tongue hit its mark. She cried out instantly when she felt the first contact. I began to lick my way up and down her swollen center, going as slow as possible. Her hands dug deeper into my scalp and the pain was exquisite. I started to quicken my pace but I kept the pressure light.

She was writhing back and forth, pleading with me to stop teasing her. I stopped all together. However, before she had a chance to protest, I sucked her clit fully into my mouth and pulled. Hard! My tongue was moving back and forth, faster and faster as my lips sucked on her clit hard and deep.

“Ohhhhhhh FUCK!!” were the most clearly spoken words I heard as I continued my assault on her hot wet center of desire. I moved my tongue down her slit, licking and sucking on her lips. I parted her lips with my tongue and slowly slid inside of her. I circled the opening of her walls with my tongue with long, slow sweeps. I worked my tongue back and forth with rapidly, before sliding in and out her. Faster and faster, I worked until I felt her about to release. I pulled out and sucked her clit again, this time harder while I let my fingers play at her opening.

“Are you ready?” I asked hotly.

“Fuck yes!! YES!!” She screamed out and I slid my fingers inside of her and felt her orgasm flood my mouth immediately. I moved them along her walls until I located her g-spot and began to stroke mercilessly. Her hips bucked wildly against my fingers as I drank every drop of her essence. I felt her building to another climax and slowed my fingers down in order for her to have a slight break pulling them out just a little. Then I drove them back inside as I heard her scream my name. When she was about to come again, I pulled my fingers out all the way and slid my tongue in their place. That was it.

Her body jumped off the bed and then slammed down. I held her legs as tightly as I could to keep her from going over and to keep my tongue locked inside of her while she climaxed. Her whole body shook with the release and I could feel her walls quivering. After her breathing slowed and her body calmed, I pulled my tongue out and kissed the inside of her thighs and her clit. I crawled up to check on her.

I ran my hands over her face and wiped the sweat from her brow. All of a sudden, she flipped me over and kissed me hard. She pulled back and smiled, as she tasted herself on my lips.

“I see you liked that.” I remarked with a grin on my face.

“I could get used to it, yes.” She said shyly.

I shook my head and said, “Wouldn’t you know.” in surprise.

“But what about you?” She asked with an almost careless expression.

“Oh believe me, I’m doing quite well.” I answered as I held her against me, my hands running over her firm ass.

“Well it never hurts to be sure now does it?” With that, she crawled on top of me and started undoing my shirt. I held her hand to stop her.

“What about your work?” I asked.

“It can wait. Right now I have more important business to attend to.” She said slyly with a Cheshire grin spread across her face.

“Well, if you say so.” I acquiesced; I mean who am I to argue with a lady.

The End

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