Flashback: Then and Now

(Now)

(Present, Topanga's)

"So what happened after that?" Katy managed to ask, almost breathlessly, when Topanga had finished her story.

"Nothing."

"Nothing?" Katy responded incredulously. "Nothing at all?"

"Well, nothing besides the shower together; which actually was pretty much confined to scrubbing each other down. It was nice but by then we were really pooped. And we did sleep together in the same bed. But come morning we talked it over and decided as much as we had enjoyed ourselves it was a road we really didn't want to go down. Eventually I got back together with Cory and Rachel and Jack went off together into the Peace Corps. But obviously I've never forgot."

"Obviously. And I wouldn't forget something like that either."

The two women fell silent. Not completely quiet though the female lawyer realized. Katy was breathing heavily, as she was doing herself. Her heart was pounding and she was more than a little wet between her legs as the images from long ago slowly started to fade but the excitement they had brought on didn't. In fact it seemed to be increasing.

Somehow it was not in the least surprising that she and Katy had moved tightly together during the story; the other woman's body warm against hers. Nor was Katy's hand on her leg, just below the hem of her skirt and sending shivers through her. Her legs had opened and the exploring fingers were taking advantage of that by creeping up her thigh and gently stroking her skin as the tips disappeared under her skirt. Topanga also noted that the blonde's other hand was between her own legs and rubbing against her jeans.

Katy's head was on her shoulder and her increasingly ragged breath was warm against Topanga's cleavage. And her cleavage was more pronounced now. Apparently she had undone a button or two on her own blouse herself for her black lace bra could be glimpsed easily as well as the heavy breasts straining against it.

Her eyes ran up and down the other woman's body, from the long blonde hair tumbling around her shoulders to the tight red pullover top to the long slender legs in the form-fitting jeans. A vagrant thought crossed her mind. It wasn't fair. She wanted to see those legs and they should be as bare as her own were.

She blinked, trying to focus. This was crazy. Wasn't it? Katy had become her friend. How could remembering something that had happened just once years ago have her in such a state? And not just her. When her eyes met Katy's there was a fire growing there that she knew matched her own. There were so many other considerations, so many other people involved in all this. It couldn't happen. It shouldn't happen. She had to get control of herself. She had to stop this. She had to...

Then her arms encircled Katy and she pulled the blonde woman into her. Far from resisting Katy's hand slid around Topanga's body, pushing her skirt up and then firmly clamping down on the girl lawyer's butt. And when Topanga kissed her Katy kissed her back, mouth open and tongue driving into the shorter girl's mouth.

Perhaps there should have been protests. Perhaps there should have been denials. But when the struggle commenced it was not a struggle to get away or stop but a race to see who could rid the other of the annoying encumbrance of clothing that seemed to get in the way. Katy fell back on the couch, which allowed her hand already on Topanga's ass to find and unzip her skirt. The blonde's other hand wedged between them, undoing the buttons of her blouse in rapid succession. Topanga's skirt slid down her legs, allowing Katy free access to the very last buttons she was attacking. The woman lawyer squirmed out of both items even as she grabbed the hem of Katy's top and almost ferociously yanked it over the blonde's head and threw it away. Topanga was delighted to find Katy's bra was front clasp and it was gone as well.

Katy was bare above the waist and her jeans had already some unsnapped. Topanga was left in her black lace panties and bra and for some strange reason her heels. She debated kicking them off even as she pressed her attentions on the other woman but decided to leave them on. Somehow they fit the mood. They made her feel feminine but somehow aggressive as well.

Speaking of moods and being aggressive, Topanga was reminded of her wish to see Katy's slender legs without her jeans. She started kissing down. Neck, shoulders, throat and then Katy's lovely bare chest and her beautifully rounded tight breasts. The nipples were already hard Topanga noted but they became even more so as she suckled first one breast and then the other into her mouth, holding each one in turn and lashing the stiff tips with her tongue.

By now she had Katy stretched out under her on the couch and was in full control of the other woman. This apparently was all right with Katy who stretched her arms up over her head and moaned. Leaving the now soaked breasts behind with a farewell nibble on each one the lawyer proceeded to continue down. She placed sucking kisses on Katy's firm, flat tummy that showed no real signs of having given birth. Topanga enjoyed the giggles interspersed with gasps that her attention brought out and vowed to herself to make more of an effort to find time to work out.

Her fingers had been bust ahead of her. Katy's jeans were undone and she pulled them down along with a pair of soaked panties, nearly as soaked as Topanga's own were. There was a moment of frustration when everything hung up on Katy's boots but that was solved in short order. And it allowed Topanga the opportunity to slowly work her way back up the smooth, slender wide spread legs she had uncovered.

Well, it was slow work at first. The closer she got to her goal the faster the kisses and licks rained on Katy's inner thighs. Then the neatly trimmed blonde hair triangle was right in front of her. Without hesitation she dove in and for the second time in her life Topanga ate pussy.

Remarkably up till now with the conclusion of Topanga's walk down memory lane neither woman had spoken at all, except for Katy's soft moans. Now those moans were becoming louder and as Topanga's tongue slipped inside her Katy broke the wordless streak. Barely.

"Topanga! Oh God yes."

Katy Hart had a secret. Not only was her ex-husband the only person she had ever been with but she had never experienced oral sex. Oh she had given it; Kermit had loved her sucking him but had never returned the favor. Had she known somehow just how good this made her feel his refusal might have been a deal-breaker long before he ran off.

Good Lord what Topanga was doing to her. The other woman's hands were under her now, gripping and squeezing her butt. Fingers crept between her cheeks and the blonde nearly bucked both of them on to the floor when one searching fingertip grazed her puckered opening. But what Topanga's lips and tongue were doing to her she almost couldn't stand. The wiggling tongue seemed to be everywhere. Now it was stroking up and down her open slit, now it was driving into her. Now Topanga's mouth was clamped tightly on her labia and now they found her clit and closed on it. And that sent her over the edge

Her hands were in Topanga's hair and she writhed on the couch. Her legs crossed, trapping the other woman's face in her pussy. Then she exploded, shaking from the delightful rush of her orgasm. She slumped back against the couch and her legs parted, releasing Topanga from their grip.

When the other woman looked up at her, still kneeling between her legs and smiled Katy felt a rush of strength. It was her turn now. And she knew exactly what she wanted to do.

A heave and she had Topanga up and on the couch again, stretched out under her as she threw a knee over the other woman and straddled her. She frowned. As beautiful as it was that bra had to go.

Fortunately it was a front clasp bra just as hers was. Had been since it was on the floor with the rest of her clothing. Her fingers reached out and closed on Topanga's nipples. She savored the feel of them, how hard they were but also how they gave as her grip tightened. She lifted her hands, pulling on the nubbins and lifted the heavy breasts by them. She shook them, gently at first and then harder.

"Katy!" Topanga gasped; the first sound either had uttered.

"You had your way with me," Katy returned. "Now it's mine and speaking of 'mine' you're MINE."

And she was. Topanga had thought she was in control but now she wanted to be possessed by Katy and apparently that was the other woman's desire too.

Katy pulled, stretching Topanga's nipples and pulling her breasts taut. Topanga wanted to protest. It almost hurt. Katy pulled harder and it DID hurt. But somehow instead of wanting it to stop the lawyer found that she was increasingly turned on.

"More," she moaned. And when Katy almost viciously twisted her nipples Topanga cried out, flailed wildly and had her first orgasm without even being touched between her legs.

Moments later that touch took place as Katy's knee shoved her legs wide open and the waitress fell on top of her, setting her pussy right against Topanga's dripping wetness. Katy dropped the full breasts and braced her hands as though she was a guy and then thrust hard with her hips, driving herself hard against the other woman.

If Topanga had been lost in what was happening Katy had completely abandoned herself to the moment. Her hips rose and fell, slamming herself against the woman under her. Then she would hold herself firm, wetness to wetness and grind in a tight circle

"Oh my GOD. I'm fucking her! I'm fucking Topanga Matthews!" Katy exclaimed to herself. She drove harder, and then ground fiercely. "And I can't believe what I did to her. It HAD to hurt and yet she wanted more. Could it be that somehow that pain was pleasurable? Knowing that this would most likely be the only time she and her friend would ever be together like this she leaned forward, positioning her right breast right above Topanga's face.

She didn't need to say anything. Even with all her body was experiencing she shivered as she felt Topanga's lips slide over her nipple onto her breast. And then the other girl's teeth closed on her nubbin and held it.

More. She wanted more.

"Bite," she commanded and Topanga did just that. She bit down. Hard. And then she wrapped her legs around Katy and held on as the blonde completely lost it. She reared up on he arms and Topanga's refusal to let go only fueled her frenzy. Her knees braced she pounded against the other girl, her hips rising and falling so wildly at time lifted Topanga's lower body off the couch only to slam the both down again. Her eyes closed and her head tipped back, mouth open as she gasped for air. She grunted with her efforts and the exquisite pain in her nipple only made her hotter.

Such a frantic pace could only last a short time. But it still seemed an eternity of excitement for both women before Katy cried out and fell against Topanga as a tremendous orgasm engulfed her. That alone could have set Topanga off but she was already perched at her peak and needed no more than that to set her off as well. The two shuddered and held each other, mouths locking together once more.

Eventually Topanga's legs released and the pair snuggled together. When they had both recovered their senses a little Katy looked at her friend.

"Topanga. That was," Katy searched for words and settled for "awesome!"

"It was indeed Katy."

"Oh my God Topanga I have teeth marks on my nipple!"

The other girl giggled. Topanga knew no apology was sought. "Well BOTH of mine are going to be sore for days."

"I'm sorry, but I just couldn't help it."

"Who said I minded? I just may have to keep the lights low for a while."

The girls were quiet for a moment. Somehow things seemed almost a bit awkward now. Neither was sure what to say next. Finally Topanga broke the silence.

"Katy?"

"Yes?"

"This WAS awesome. But..."

"I know. I agree. It will be something to cherish and always remember but this won't happen again."

"Agreed. Except..."

"Except what?"

"Do you remember that there's a shower stall attached to the bathroom in the back room?"

Smile answered smile.

"Race you."

(The End)