Breakfast in Bed

Kyouko stepped out of the shower, dripping wet. Binding her long, wet hair in a high ponytail, heedless of the kinks this would later cause, she approached the mirror, lithe, muscular legs sure-footedly stepping across the slick tile floor. Ever since she'd started hooking up with Sayaka, she'd made it a point to give her feet a thorough scrubbing. The freshly pink skin was slightly tender, but privately the redhead had marveled at how smooth and soft they had become. A hot shower was not something she cared to do without, ever again.

Wiping away the condensation fogging up the mirror, she leaned in to admire herself. Her beautiful face was framed by the long bangs that she hadn't caught up in her ponytail; sharp cheekbones, mischievous eyes (or intimidating, take your pick), wicked smile... and her fangs. Sayaka could not get enough of her overlarge canines.

"Like you're a vampire!" the blue haired girl had giggled, one night during their first tempestuous week together. Kyouko had made a scary vampire face, pouncing on Sayaka, pinning her down as the girl struggled and squealed. The tickling, nibbling bites along her neck had made the bluenette's whole body tense up-Kyouko adored the feel of her supple, muscular torso as she lay atop her, her lips and teeth slowly moving downwards, following the inevitable connection of curves...

As the steam began to dissipate, Kyouko got a better, full body view of herself. She'd been too tired this morning to even open her eyes, the bright light of the bathroom stabbing her painfully. She'd luxuriated in a half-hour shower, slowly waking up, realizing that she was feeling... damp. The moveable shower head, along with the ingenious pulsing spray setting, had helped to quench the kindling hunger within her, but now she felt the insatiable appetite gain hold over her insides, tingling with demand.

She looked down: her chest was diamond-tipped, clenched with her growing arousal. What the hell is wrong with me? she thought in wonder. She just couldn't get enough of her new blue haired lover: she'd pine for her touch all day, spend the evenings together locked in delicate (or sometimes violent) embrace... and every morning she'd wake up craving more. Like some kind of addict.

Kyouko thought about turning the shower back on, but physical relief was such a fleeting sensation. What she desired, craved, needed in spite of her earlier aquatic escapades, was to get inside of Sayaka. Feel her quivering, hear her gasping, panting, begging...

Kyouko dropped the towel wrapped around her waist on the wet bathroom floor. Opening the door, a spurt of cold air made her muscles clench, diamonds hardening, almost aching. She walked across the apartment, admiring the sleeping, careless beauty of her girlfriend. Her long eyelashes fluttered, as her closed lids twitched. Soft lips, parted to reveal delicate white teeth and the tip of her soft, pink tongue...

The older girl's insides flooded with white hot desire, wanting to feel that wonderful tongue, share the taste, become one with her partner, forgetting the worry and confusion that consumed her in the "real" world. Lose herself inside that beautiful, wonderful girl.

The bluenette tossed, rolling over and making a small moan. Kyouko held her breath, then slowly slipped the covers off Sayaka's curled-up form.

Sayaka lay on her side, legs sprawled and arms cradling the pillow in which she buried her head. The red head ran her eyes over the bluenette's body; the delightful curve of her thin, elegant neck, the sharp collarbone visible through the overlarge shirt the girl wore. The tiny bumps along her curled spine, running down until the faint suggestion of a crack that her tight Hello Kitty panties barely covered. The smooth, wiry muscles of the legs and calves, the adorable little feet, clinging together in a vain search for warmth.

Kyouko ran her hand along Sayaka's side gently, careful not to wake her but needing to affirm the reality of the beautiful creature before her. Sayaka made another slight noise; perhaps she was dreaming. Only one way to find out, the redhead thought dirtily.

Slipping a finger under the tight pink panties her friend wore, she worked the cloth aside... opening up a pathway inside. Softly, gently, she used two fingers to spread her friend apart, sliding her middle finger inside...

Kyouko felt the heat building up within her. The tight, silky tunnel she explored was dripping wet, allowing her to slide in and out with ease. She pulled out, gently stroking the sleeping girl's sensitive bud, rubbing and whirling, pressing harder bit by bit. The bluenett began to move, her legs writhing and coming together, trapping Kyouko's hand. The red head waited a moment before using her leg to pry apart Sayaka's, freeing her hand to continue exploring.

Kneeling on the bed, her face bent over to watch what she was doing, the red head didn't see blue eyes open, the slight gasp of surprise, or the eyes closing again, a slight smile perking up delicate lips as she buried her head deeper into the pillow. I was just dreaming about you...

Continuing with her fingerplay, Kyouko was gratified to hear the involuntary gasps and small moans the other girl began issuing forth. She leaned over, using her unoccupied hand to run her fingernails along Sayaka's shoulder, down her arm, across her chest. She watched the girl harden, flicking the tip with a finger.

"Ow!" came a muffled protest from the pillow. Kyouko smirked.

"Awake yet?" she breathed, her lips centimeters away from the bluenette's ear. She gave the lobe a playful lick, sucking it into her mouth, and then gave it a little bite. Her victim squeaked, shuddering delicately. Kyouko rolled her friend over, still inside, gazing into the opening eyes of sky-blue, sucked into the dilated pupils of her partner's heated gaze.

"You're torturing me," the bluenette complained insincerely, legs apart and lying on her back, looking between her friend's admiring gaze and the motion of the hand hidden below the curve of her navel. Her eyes widened as Kyouko pulled back, repositioning herself at the foot of the bed. Sayaka's heart began to beat wildly, anticipation and desire overwhelming any thought she had of getting to school on time today.

Kyouko cupped the younger girl's chest, squeezing, drawing back to pinch, twist. Sayaka gasped, feeling the red head's lips begin to kiss the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs. The tingling kisses sent waves of electric heat through her, a throbbing need building up between her legs. As the hands let go of the tender parts within their grasp, they moved down the pale, smooth skin of her abdomen, leaving small red furrows as the nails lightly scratched.

Kyouko gently licked the cleft where leg met pelvis, drawing her tongue alone first one side, then the other, her hands coming down over Sayaka's belly, meeting over her navel, then coming down, teasingly parting before hitting Sayaka's crevice. Hooking the panties with her fingers, the red head paused her licking to pull them off. Sayaka, feeling the tug, obligingly raised her bottom up, allowing Kyouko to free her from its interference.

Sayaka leaned back, closing her eyes, feeling her lover's hands grasp her thighs, pushing them apart, spreading her wide. She tensed, waiting, as Kyouko brought her hands back to the throbbing core of her desire, awash with steamy heat and silken moisture. She felt the fingers splaying her wide, exposing her, and let out a great groan as the older girl began to use her tongue.

The delicate, back and forth, up and down motion of the soft but powerful muscle lit up the blunette's consuming need, and a continuous, wavering moan escaped between her lips. The motion soon began to change, taking on a more frantic pace. Kyouko put her hands under Sayaka, pushing the girl into her as she whirled her tongue powerfully, pausing to lap along the edges of her cliff to give her tongue a rest, and prolong the buildup.

Sayaka felt the storm forming within her; waves crashing, cresting, receding... only to come crashing again, harder and more insistent. She looked down at the long, bobbing crimson hair below her waist, Kyouko's face down, focused on her task with single-minded fervor. Suddenly, her legs bucked, her mind went blank, stars appearing to cover her field of vision. She let out a long, squealing cry, her legs and back propelling her towards Kyouko's still furiously working tongue. The older girl pulled closer, opening her mouth and sliding her supple tongue deep inside, filling her completely, airtight. Feeling the clenching, the sudden rush of silky-smoothness, the feel of her friend's tight wall constricting, then relaxing.

The bluenette lay panting, spent. What a way to wake up, she thought. Feeling the damp sheets below her, she supposed it was time to do laundry anyway. She felt like falling back to sleep.

Kyouko lay down beside her, brushing away her bangs and giving the girl a long, openmouthed kiss. Sayaka felt another spark ignite inside her, feeling the musky tongue within her mouth, imagining where it had been and where it would be again. It warmed her from her lethargy, and she rolled over, sat up, and straddled the older girl.

Her turn now.

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Tried to go for suggestive over vulgar; tell me if its too much.

The preceding characters are all 18 years of age and up and have signed the proper consent and release forms. The school mentioned is of course a school of higher learning. Go to college! Fun things await you there.