I turn to Twila, shrug, and sigh. “I still don't like it.” I say.
“I know,” she responds. “But, hey, at least you have a boyfriend to get mad at, right?”
“I suppose, but he’s not here right now, remember?” I poke Twila a little more playfully.
She grins at me and pounces on me, pinning me to the bed for a moment before I can wiggle enough to get her off me. She kisses me then, and I stop struggling, shock stopping me at first, and then I melt into her, pulling her down on top of me again. I feel her hands let go of mine, and stroke my sides gently. My eyes flutter closed, a thrill of pleasure running down my core. Her hands are soft and warm and feel different than Trigger’s, but right, in a totally different way. She gets off me, sliding to sit next to me on the bed, and removes her clothes. I morph my clothes away and remove my belt, then watch as Twila lays down next to me, her hand trailing up my stomach and around my breasts. Her touch is light and soft, like a flower petal brushing my skin. I smile at her and she smiles back, then leans forward and kisses me tenderly. I return the kiss as she cuddles up to me, stroking her hands over my sides, soft kisses landing on my shoulders, neck, and face.
I slip my leg between hers, our bare thighs touching, and her soft smooth legs against mine feel good. I place my hand on her breast, and hear her breath catch, so I softly squeeze her breast, then run my finger around her nipple as it hardens under my light touch. I can feel her melt into the bed and I prop myself upon one elbow to see her better, my hand still on her breast. She opens her eyes and smiles at me again, then says,
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“Please have fun with my body… I like you touching me, and it seems you like touching me too. You’re rather wet.” She says as she slides her hand between my thighs, barely brushing me, and then out again. I nod and blush, my heart pounding a bit faster. I move to straddle one of her thighs, leaning over to kiss my way down her chest, my hands wandering cautiously over her body, exploring her slowly. I take her nipple in my mouth, sucking on it gently, and then harder when she whimpers in pleasure. I smile and slowly pull away, kissing in a circle around her breast, then lightly lick her other nipple before blowing on it. She smiles and I can feel her melting again. I smile back and begin sucking on her second nipple, pulling it into my mouth. It feels firm, like chewing my lip almost.
She moans louder, and my heart flutters, “Please don't stop, Lillith, pleeeease….” I hear and I slide my hand slowly down her stomach, then slide it between her legs, gently testing her. She’s wet and I slowly slide a finger into her.
“Ohhhhhh… Mmmmmm...” Twila gasps. I slide a second finger in, then lightly touch her clit with my other hand. She writhes under me, “There, There!” I pull my hand away from her clit, allowing her to rub herself as I continue to finger her. Her hand falls, rubbing around her clit gently, then up and down on it, her fingers wet from arousal.
Once she comes, we lay back on the bed, kissing, then snuggle up together, and I nearly doze off, her warm body and the exhaustion of the day combined with jet lag-do you call it that when it's different planets? World lag maybe?-making me sleepy.