Julie springs out of bed when the doorbell rings. She hadn't been asleep. It was more like a tranquil daydreaming state. Daydreaming about Scarlett's lap dance that is. Julie can feel her stomach knot as she approaches the door. She had hoped Scarlett would show up, but Julie honestly didn't believe she actually would. Or at least, Julie did not expected Scarlett to show up so soon with her working Sasha's party and all. Julie smooths her shirt and tucks a loose strand of her hair behind her ear. With a deep inhale, Julie opens the door.
Julie's jaw slacks at the sight of Scarlett. She's still gorgeous, even fully clothed and makeupless. Tight curls drape Scarlett's shoulders, and her simple denim jeans and gray V-neck hug her in all the right places. Heat starts to pool in the pit of Julie's stomach as she imagines removing each piece of clothing. Julie shakes her head, realizing she has just been staring for the past minute and quickly invites Scarlett inside.
Scarlett had not noticed Julie's staring though. She's too busy taking in every inch of JUlie. Julie's hair is tied back in a pony tail. Her face is makeup free, yet Julie's eye lashes are still insanely dark and long, and her lips are still pink and plump. She's wearing tight black boy short and a lavender tank top. Scarlett notices Julie's nipples are hard underneath the fabric and gulps at the realization that Julie isn't wearing a bra. What else might she not be wearing?
"Your bartender friend said you were working a party all night," Juile says, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. "For that Roy dancer's son."
"I was. It was cut short due to drunken vomiting." Scarlett cringes, wishing she had not added that last part. Total mood kill.
Julie snorts. "That sucks for them, but lucky for us."
For a few moments, the two stand in awkward silence in the living room, subtly checking one another out. Neither one able to muster up any of the boldness they displayed earlier in the evening.
"Um, can I take your coat?" Julie asks, suddenly remembering her hostess skills. Scarlett nods and hands over her leather jacket and purse. Scarlett can't help but leer at the way Julie's hips sway as she walks over to the closet and hangs up her things. Scarlett averts her eyes to the walls and scans the apartment once Julie turns around.
"You have a really nice place," says Scarlett. "Vibrant and cozy."
"Thank you," says Julie gesturing towards the black leather couch.
They brush hips trying to sit in the same spot in the middle of the couch. Mumbled sorrys and "no you sit there"'s are exchanged as both stand awkwardly by the coffee table. Finally Julie sits down at the far end of the couch, pointing for Scarlett to take the middle.
"Did you paint all these?" asks Scarlett, rubbing her hands on her knees.
"Yeah, I did most of them. The crappy one at the end of the hall Miles painted," Julie replies.
Scarlett cranes her neck in the direction Julie points to and finds an unfortunate attempt at a dragon and what appears to be a cobra snake hanging in a makeshift frame. Scarlett giggles. "Well, your paintings are amazing."
"Thanks. Maybe I could paint you sometime." Julie blushes, toying with a tassel on one of the lime green throw pillows. "You'd definitely be my most beautiful model."
"Yeah. I'd really like that." Scarlett loves the way Julie's cheeks dimple upon hearing her response.
Julie raises her head to meet Scarlett's eyes. "Do you want anything?"
Scarlett shakes her head, a blush rising in her own cheeks. "Just you, Julie."
With that Scarlett leans in close, lightly capturing Julie's lips with her own. Julie's lips are even softer than Scarlett imagined, and they taste like peppermint. Julie parts her lips, allowing Scarlett's tongue to explore her mouth. Julie grabs Scarlett's waist with one hand, the other one slides up to cup Scarlett's breast, squeezing firmly. Scarlett removes Julie's hair tie and runs her fingers through cascading brown locks. Julie pulls Scarlett onto her lap. Their kisses grow harder as Scarlett slowly grinds her hips into Julie. They continue making out like this for a few minutes before Scarlett kicks off her shoes and sinks from Julie's lap and onto her knees.
"I was thinking of you all night," confesses Scarlett, her voice like silk. "Part of my performance tonight was a joint performance, and I just kept envisioning you as my partner, Julie. When I took off Bianca's skirt with my teeth…" Scarlett bites into Julie's shorts and drags them off her legs."When I gave Bianca's pussy a little kiss…" Scarlett parts Julie's legs slightly and leans forward. Julie quivers as she feels Scarlett's warm breath through the purple lace of her panties. Julie whines when Scarlett kisses her inner thigh instead of her center.
Scarlett giggles and stands up. "When Bianca touched me back." Scarlett lifts her shirt off, revealing a periwinkle bra and her tanned abs. Scarlett fondles her breasts over the fabric, feeling her way down to the top of her jeans. Slowly Scarlett unbuttons them and brings the material down to the floor. "When I danced against Bianca. And when I danced on the pole," rasps Scarlett, stepping out of the discarded clothes, "All I imagined was you, Julie. Writhing at my touch, moaning in ecstasy."
Even wearing only a basic cotton bra and gold microphone print panties, Scarlett radiates sex. Julie's so turned on by the sight of Scarlett's breast spilling over her bra, the voluptuous curves of her hips and Scarlett's words, she practically jumps out of her seat to embrace Scarlett in a heated kiss. Scarlett lets out a soft moan as Julie's hands work their way down Scarlett's body to palm her rear.
Julie bites Scarlett's bottom lip before pulling away. "I want to see you," Julie whispers, nipping Scarlett's earlobe. "All of you." Another kiss to the neck. Julie reaches to unhook Scarlett's bra, but Scarlett stills Julie's hands with her own.
"Not yet, Julie." Scarlett shoves Julie flat on her back against the wall and presses her own thigh in between Julie's legs. "You need earn it."
Scarlett pulls the lavender tank over Julie's head. "Damn," thinks Scarlett, licking her lips at the exposed flesh. Scarlett cannot contain herself. Soon she's taking one nipple into her mouth and rocking her thigh against Julie's center. Julie moans, and Scarlett think she could come from the sound alone. She never wants Julie to stop, so she sucks harder on her tits and presses deeper with her thigh until she can feel Julie's wetness soak through her panties.
"You're so beautiful," whispers Scarlett as she slips her hands into Julie's panties, pulling them down to the floor. Her fingers leave feather light touches in between Julie's thighs before trailing upwards to knead Julie's breasts. "And so so wet ."
Scarlett repeats these actions, sliding her hands down from Julie's breasts, down in between her thighs and then back up again, all while alternating between sucking on Julie's neck and kissing her lips.
"Scarlett," whines Julie after fingers graze her center for the umpteenth time.
"Mhm?" hums Scarlett against Julie's neck.
Julie tightens her grip on Scarlett, pressing their body closer together. "Scarlett, please!"
"Please what, Julie?" Scarlett says, pinching Julie's nipples.
"Please," pants Julie. "Fuck. Me."
Scarlett hovers one finger at Julie's entrance. "Are you sure?" Scarlett asks breathily.
Julie nods frantically into Scarlett's shoulder. Scarlett smirks and pushes inside. Julie throws back her head, moaning low and long. It sends shivers down both their spines. Scarlett adds a second finger and begins pumping in and out, fast and hard. Julie brings her hips down to meet every thrust.
"Come for me, Julie," purrs Scarlett, circling Julie's clit with her thumb.
Julie closes her eyes and her breath hitches. Scarlett can feel Julie clenching down on her fingers, and soon Julie's crying out, tremors coursing throughout her body. Scarlett gradually slows her pace, riding out Julie's orgasm.
"Wow," Julie mumbles, loosening her grip on Scarlett's shoulder blades.
Scarlett leans in, kissing Julie gently on the lips. "That was incredibly hot, Julie."
Scarlett brushes Julie's clit one last time before removing her fingers. Julie pouts as she feels Scarlett leave her, but her eyes darken as she watches Scarlett suck her juices off of each digit.
Julie lightly slaps Scarlett's ass. "Your turn."
Julie leads Scarlett into the bedroom and pushes Scarlett onto the bed so she is lying on her stomach. Julie unhooks Scarlett's bra, pulling each strap off Scarlett's arms. Julie massages her hands down Scarlett's bare back and onto her bottom. She toys with the edges of Scarlett's panties, mentally tracing their microphone pattern, before scrunching the fabric up into her crack. Julie pecks each cheek, then peels the panties off.
"Roll over, Scarlett," commands Julie with another smack to the ass, "and spread your legs for me."
Scarlett complies, turning onto her back and spreading her legs as wide as she can. Julie feels her throat go dry. Suddenly she's glad to have gone first because if she had seen Scarlett naked first, she never would have been confident enough to show off her own body. Scarlett is like a goddess. Her jawline. Her eyes. Her breasts. Her legs. Every inch of Scarlett is perfect. Scarlett's folds glisten from how wet she is already. Julie smirks.
Scarlett doesn't mind the pause in action, relishing in the sight of Julie's naked body looming over her own. Julie is practically glowing from her climax, and her eyes are wide with desire. Scarlett wants to lean up and kiss Julie, but the intensity of Julie's gaze keeps her pinned down. Scarlett's heart skips a beat when Julie smirks down at her.
"You're gorgeous, Scarlett."
Julie kisses her way up Scarlett's thighs, pausing right before her center. Julie smirks again at the way Scarlett shivers with anticipation. After what feels like an eternity to Scarlett, Julie presses her lips against her cunt. Scarlett moans out Julie's name at her touch. Julie licks through her folds, alternating between long strokes and sucking on Scarlett's clit. Soon Scarlett's trembling in climax, and her body arches. Julie greedily laps up the arousal gushing from Scarlett's center.
When Julie feels Scarlett's body relax, and she raises her head. Pride washes over her as she takes in Scarlett's dazed expression and the shallow rise and fall of her stomach. Julie looks ethereal in her post satisfied stated. Desire flutters through Julie once more, wondering how stunning Scarlett must have looked as she orgasmed. Julie leans down, capturing Scarlett lips hungrily.
"You're going to come for me again, Scarlett," husks Julie as she dips two fingers inside of Scarlett.
Scarlett's moans are deep and long, contrasting Julie's quick thrusts. Julie scissors her fingers before curling them, pressing against just the right spot. Scarlett's eye's roll to the back of her head, clutching the comforter in a vice grip. Every nerve in her body is throbbing with pleasure. Scarlett's mouth forms a perfect "o" as her second orgasm overtakes her. Scarlett pulsates around Julie's fingers, and soon Julie's coming from the feeling mixed the sight of Scarlett writhing underneath her.
"That was amazing," huffs Scarlett.
Julie nods in agreement before collapsing onto the bed next to Scarlett. Both girls, slick with sweat and arousal, stare up at the ceiling as they try to calm their erratic breathing.
A few minutes pass. Julie rolls over, resting her head on Scarlett's collarbone and draping one arm over Scarlett's stomach. Scarlett tenses for a moment. No one has ever wanted to cuddle with her after sex. Usually she is unceremoniously kicked out or left. Julie nuzzles into Scarlett, and Scarlett relaxes into her. A small smile forming on her lips. Cuddling is nice. Soon Scarlett snakes her arm around Julie, holding her close.
"Scarlett," says Julie, breaking the silence. "Do you like amusement parks? Cause I'd love to take you to Neverland Island."
Scarlett beams. "You want to go out on a date with me?" If no one has ever wanted to cuddle with her after sex, then certainly no one has ever wanted to take Scarlett out on a date after they've done it.
"Yeah, course I want to," says Julie with furrowed brows. "Don't you?"
"I want to!" blurts Scarlett. "I want to! I just am glad you want to too!"
"Good. We can discuss the details over breakfast tomorrow, or rather brunch," declares Julie. "I doubt we're getting up early."
Scarlett grabs Julie's hand that rests on her stomach, and laces their fingers together. "That sounds perfect, Julie."
Julie hums in agreement. Silence washes over the room again, as each girls' breathing slows into slumber. Both dreaming about how lucky they are to have found the other.