Kat
For the next couple of weeks, I barely talk to Adena. If either of us goes out during the night, we tell each other that we've made it home.
When we manage to hang out again, we get coffee, catch up, and then head our separate ways.
I had been on two more dates, but me and Iris had been hanging out more. I brought Jane and Sutton out to her restaurant and had a ball.
They told me that if we did start becoming more serious that they wanted discounts every time they came to eat there.
As time went on, I started to feel less guilty about being around Iris. Even when I was around Adena, Iris would shoot me texts that would make me smile.
The first time it happened, I felt bad because she had caught me smiling. But she played it off again, telling me that she is happy that I'm happy.
Which I know is true, but she couldn't fake around me, I knew her face too well.
But the more I stopped thinking about Adena when I was around Iris, the more I got to know her. So when she invited me out for one of her childhood friend's party, I gladly accepted.
And honestly, it was a little overwhelming at first. Growing up, I had friends of all backgrounds and ethnicities, but Jane and Sutton had been my closest.
Iris' friends were very immersed in black culture. I was not. Sure, I ran the social media for work and I was aware of black culture, but I was not as close to it as they were, or as proud.
My dad is white and my mom is black. I was told from a young age that my skin was beautiful.
But I never got the chance to connect with my roots. And everyone at the table understood that and kept me accountable for my words.
Iris tried to apologize for how aggressive they may have come off, but I told her that it gave me the push I needed to get to know that side of my family and culture on a deeper level.
I strive for inclusivity, especially with what my job entails, so I researched and talked to various family members for the next couple of weeks.
I began to feel like a better me. I no longer felt like I was hiding behind anything. Iris and I ventured to a sexuality exhibit and I started to really think about my sexuality.
The night that I pinpoint my attraction, I tell Iris as we lay in my bed watching a movie.
"So I think that I'm bisexual or pansexual. Being attracted to women is pretty new to me, but I know that I'm attracted to people's hearts", she looks at me with a proud smile.
"That's beautiful, I'm honored that you told me this", she leans down to peck me on the cheek.
"I know queer women call it Uhauling, but you make me feel comfortable and uncomfortable all at the same time. I'm finding myself learning new things about myself and I really like that feeling", intertwining our fingers and scooting closer to her.
"Kat you are brilliant all on your own, anyone would be a fool to not see that", when she smiles, I feel like butterflies are swarming in my stomach and bite my lip.
Our eyes meet and it's like a light goes off. I lean in slowly, but then hear my phone chime. I look and check. It's Adena.
Of course it was her. Reading the message I see that it says she wants to treat me for dinner tomorrow night and have a talk.
"Everything okay?", I put my phone down and look back at her worried expression. I shake my head.
"No, yeah everything is fine", I scoot back next to her.
"Oh, well good. I don't want to make you uncomfortable with..", her sentence trails and I realize what she means.
"I've never had sex with a woman..but I think I'm ready to try.", Iris kisses me gently.
"Please feel free to tell me what you do or don't like", she says as her kisses become more intentional and less soft.
I feel my heart begin to race as her hands wander to my back, pulling me closer to her. My hand finds her neck, caressing it as I nibble on her bottom lip.
Her body shifts, pulling me with it, as she positions herself on top of me. Her knee gently nudge my leg, wanting it to move. She breaks the kiss momentarily.
"Is this okay?", she says searching my eyes. I nod with a smile before bring her lips back to mine hurriedly.
Iris lays between my legs, pressing one leg against her side and caressing it before moving her lips to my neck. I'll be honest, it has been a long time since someone other than myself has turned me on, so the moan is guttural and my walls tremble.
She begins to nibble on my neck, leaving a trail down to my collar bone. My breaths getting heavier by the minute, I watch as her hand slowly makes it way to my breast.
My patience begins to run out and take her hand and put it on my breast quickly. She chuckles at this, and I can't help but laugh as well. But the laughter is cut short when her hand kneads my breast, my nipples perking up immediately.
The fabric of my bra today was very thin, so she finds my nipple and begins pinching it gently.
Taking me by surprise, she leans up, taking me with her and kisses my lips passionately. Her hands are by my hips holding onto the end of my shirt.
She breaks the kiss, but stays close to my lips. "Is it okay if we take this off?"
"Only if we take yours off too", I say smirking.
We frantically take each others shirts off and she positions me back on her lap, kissing on the top of my breasts. My wetness begins to pool in my panties and my urges become more intense.
I tug on her hair slightly as she nips at my breasts. "You can take it off, the bra I mean. I can't take the teasing anymore", she has a mischievous look on her face.
"If you think that's teasing, you know nothing yet", her hands maneuver my bra off and my breasts are now exposed.
She admires them for a second, before licking each nipple. My moans are breathier now.
She lays me back, laying between my legs now, sucking on a nipple as one of her hands plays with the button on my jeans.
I feel her mouth leave my nipple, but put it back and guide her hand back to my button, giving her my consent to unbutton my jeans.
I hear the zipper slide down and my body shivers with anticipation.
She comes back up to my lips as her hand descends into my pants, but not under my panties. When her fingers come in contact with my clit I feel like I can't think straight.
Her soft fingers caress my clit in circles, making my hips jerk up for more pressure. She obliges, speeding up as our kisses become sloppier.
"I need more" I moan out. She stays silent, but slides back and off the bed to take her pants off and then to take mine off.
"I'm gonna go slow, but please tell me if something doesn't feel okay", she says as she crawls between my legs, kissing up both of my thighs.
I can't help but close my eyes as I feel my body sinking into the bed, her teeth biting a tender spot higher up my thigh. I dare myself to open my eyes and immediately regret it as she looks at me while her finger slides my panties to the side, her tongue then taking a long stroke against my clit.
I can't hold back the sounds coming from me at this point. But my mind explodes as she begins to suck and roll her tongue on my clit. The sound of my wetness and her tongue are bringing me closer and closer to my climax.
She takes my hands in hers, all because I began squirming under her mouth. I had never experienced this before, not this good at least. All my ex boyfriends didn't make me lose control like this.
But that's when I start to see stars as she eases a finger in me, eliciting a moan from my mouth, hands now grasping the sheets.
I had never been fingered. And now I regret never having asked for it before. Iris pumps her finger in me slow as her tongue still works on my clit.
Her other hands trails up to my breast, caressing my nipple. I feel my walls tighten around her finger just as she slides it out, and adds another finger, causing me to moan her name.
She takes slow but hard strokes, curving her fingers up to hit my gspot, making me bite down on my lip. I feel my orgasm building.
"Please don't stop, I'm almost there...so close", I struggle to get out. But she slows down, making me groan.
She chuckles at my groan before picking up pace, kissing on my thighs. I miss her mouth on my clit, but not for long as she strokes my gspot hard and fast, my walls tightening around her fingers.
"Fuck Iris", I say as my orgasm hits me. My legs quiver, I try my best to not squeeze my legs around her face as she slows down her pace before taking her fingers out of me.
"You've made a bit of a mess", she says kissing her way back up to my lips. I taste myself on her lips and can't help but to moan. It was all so new, all so good.
I break our kiss and kiss her nose. "Well I'm gonna go shower then", I say sitting up slightly, Iris still on me.
"Well let me join you", she helps me up from the bed and begins to strip down. I hear my phone chime.
"I'll be right there", I tell her as she walks into the bathroom. Looking down at my phone, I see that it's another text from Adena. Sighing, I open to read it. "I really miss you". Fuck.