"Thank you. That was amazing," praised Brittany giving Santana a kiss on the cheek.
"You missed," Santana laughed, connecting their mouths for a simple sweet kiss.
"I just had sex," Brittany marveled.
"Yeah," Santana replied.
"I've been imagining what it would be like to have sex from the time I first found out what sex was. Back then the only kind of sex I knew about was heterosexual sex; Penis, Vagina— you know that whole thing. I didn't even know what lesbian sex was until high school; hell, I didn't even know I was gay, until high school! But, everyone makes such a big deal about losing one's virginity. Either they lose it too young and thoughtlessly or they wait for what seems to be forever. I think I'm in the middle, because I'm young, but it seems like I've been waiting forever to be with you. I'm glad you are my first, it's everything that I wanted, no regrets. The only difference I feel is I'm even more in love with you."
"I love you. So much," Santana professed, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Aw, don't cry, you are going to make me cry," said Brittany wiping away Santana's tears. "Babe, I'm still a little scared. What if I'm not as good as you were with me. I don't really know my way around a vagina— or in it," Brittany nervously laughed.
"It's okay. I'm going to be patient. Just take my panties off, and we'll figure the rest out together."
Brittany nodded, still nervous as anything. "I can do this. I want her so bad. This is just the first time. There will be many more times to get it right. Stop worrying," Brittany thought. Her hands, mind you, were quivering. Santana realizing this took Brittany's hands in her own and helped her drag her panties down her legs.
Brittany instinctually closed her eyes. Santana didn't know why. Nerves? Santana propped herself up so she be in a laid-back sitting position, the same position she uses when she masturbates. It's good to start with something you know.
"You can look, I want you to," Santana encouraged Brittany.
Brittany slowly opened her eyes, but only to look at Santana's face. Santana looked so vulnerable. They were both vulnerable; naked as the day they were born.
This was so important to Brittany, so important that she couldn't look right away. To Brittany, this area that Santana beckoned her to look at held so much significance. This is the area that she will forever be acquainted with. She will show Santana her love by touching this forever. Their future children will be brought into this world from this area. It's their future. And she was meeting it for the first time.
She finally looked.
Santana had already spread her thighs. It was waiting for her. Brittany lowered her eyes. It was such a beautiful sight in the moonlight. Santana had large light brown lips, and a clitoris hiding under a hood of skin. Surrounding the whole area—the top and sides—was jet-black stubbly hair. She looked like what Brittany thought she might look like given her body type, hair color, and skin tone. Beautiful, just like the rest of Santana.
"Baby… Now I know why I was so nervous, how am I going to get that pretty little thing to orgasm?" Brittany said seductively. Santana flinched and blinked a few times.
"Umm… You could…"
Brittany didn't let Santana finish her sentence, she just dived in. Santana didn't know what got into her. She was totally caught off-guard when Brittany licked up her slit, using the flat of her tongue to spread the juices over her entire pussy. Santana looked down mesmerized by the show between her legs. She finally let her head rest against the pillow and closed her eyes, letting herself get lost in the pleasurable sensations.
Brittany lapped slowly at Santana's sex. After all of Santana's pussy was wet and massaged, Brittany sucked on one of Santana's lips and stimulated it inside her mouth. The rubbery flesh was a familiar sensation, kind of like a gummy candy. Brittany gave the other side equal treatment, and then licked the part between the lips.
Santana was in heaven. She had never been eaten out before, feeling a warm moist tongue down there made her fingers and dildo obsolete in comparison. Every stroke of Brittany's tongue made her heart beat faster and faster. And Brittany, she has a very large tongue, not widthwise but lengthwise, and, on top of that, she has really long and thin fingers that Santana couldn't wait to ride.
Brittany tongued her visible opening a couple times, making Santana radiate in pleasure.
"Britt? Can you please suck on my clit, it's throbbing for attention," Santana sexily whispered.
Brittany didn't vocally answer, but her mouth did by latching onto the enlarged blood-filled bead. She sucked and drew lazy circles, holding onto Santana's abdomen and side to keep her from moving too much.
Santana couldn't hide the fact that she was a screamer. They made a perfect couple: they both were. Moans filled the room, as Brittany kept working on her.
Brittany alternated, sometimes sucking Santana's clit and sometimes licking all the way up and down Santana's slick heat. Brittany also loved holding onto one of Santana's breasts as she worked at a rigorous pace.
Santana was coming undone rather quickly, but Brittany wanted to deny her the orgasm and drag the experience out.
So, she pulled her face away and waited for Santana to whine.
"Britt! I'm so close— Don't stop— Please Britt!" said Santana writhing.
"How many?" Brittany asked in a monotone voice.
"How many WHAT?" Santana said angrily. She needed release, and fast.
"Fingers," Brittany shot back.
"Two please," Santana requested desperately.
Brittany took her middle and ring finger and positioned them at Santana's entrance. She slid them three quarters of the way in. It felt like sticking your fingers in a warm lump of cookie dough. Brittany used her index finger and pinkie to grip into the sides surrounding Santana's vagina, right where the vagina meets Santana's inner thighs. Her palm was resting on Santana's pubic bone as she slid all the way in.
She could tell Santana masturbated frequently, since her fingers were welcomed easily into the space.(Brittany decided she would punish her later for being such a naughty girl, not inviting her to watch her fuck herself or even telling her she did.) Santana was well lubricated so Brittany's fingers could slide in and out with no difficulty. Brittany also moved her fingers up and down in order to hit other sensitive spots within Santana.
Santana must use a pretty large toy because Brittany's two fingers were hardly doing the trick. To solve this problem, Brittany added her index finger into the mix, pumping at a fast pace. The addition made Santana scream in pleasure.
Brittany was doing a good job, but Santana needed more to send her over the edge. Brittany improvised by latching her lips around Santana's clit. She began sucking, just like Santana did to her. Not a minute more and Santana was coming; more like ejaculating. Brittany felt a massive amount of liquid spray her chin and chest.
"Did you?" Brittany said unsure of what just happened. Santana was too aroused to be embarrassed that she squirted on Brittany. She kind of felt bad though, doing something sort of gross to the inexperienced girl. She couldn't help it though; And Brittany didn't looked like she minded, because once she pulled out she licked her fingers. She even stuck out her chin to Santana to show her watch she did to it, like a kid would show their Mommy something that they worked hard on.
"I know you're a mess, but could you clean me off?" Santana sexily offered.
Brittany could see Santana's come running down from her entrance in a line streaming to her asshole. She had never seen anything like it in her life. She couldn't be happier to lick it up for her.
Brittany grabbed the other girl's thighs pulling her towards her mouth. She stuck out her tongue, showing off how long it was to the girl sitting up to watch her. Santana's eyes rolled back in her head at the erotic sight. When Brittany's tongue met her skin, she let out a long moan and curled her toes. Brittany couldn't get enough of these feminine sounds. She did everything she could to produce another one. Her tongue lapped up all her come, but she still kept going to make Santana moan one last time. She was practically on a mission to make it happen. And she was almost certain she knew the secret to getting her do it. She learned from Santana's first orgasm that if you stimulated her clit a scream wouldn't be far behind. So to test her theory, she latched her mouth onto Santana's clit and relentlessly flicked her tongue. It is law, because after a short duration of fast flicks of her tongue Santana let out a high-pitched cry.
Brittany, proud of herself, threw her body onto Santana's and forced her tongue into the other girl's mouth. Santana accepted it appreciatively.
"You were fucking amazing, baby. For someone who claims she 'has no idea what she is doing'. It sure felt like you've been having great sex for years. Like, I don't know how you can get any better than this, if you do I might have to get a new vagina every couple of months," Santana complimented.
"You're just saying that," Brittany blushed.
"No! Babe, did you see how I squirted all over you?"
"Squirting? So that's what that was..."
"Yeah. That takes incredible skill to make someone do that. I can't even make myself do that and I've been having sex with myself since I was twelve years old."
"Twelve? Wow, I was like watching Scooby Doo when I was twelve!" Brittany said judging her.
"You still watch Scooby Doo, baby!" Santana laughed.
"Yeah," Brittany admitted, "Well, next time you are going to have to try to make me squirt."
"Yeah, I'm going to have to research how to do that."
"No, I'll just show you want I did again," Brittany winked. "Well some other time I mean," she added quickly.
"I'm hungry," said Brittany with her hand on her stomach.
"I don't know, Britt. I think you already ate enough as it is," Santana joked.
"Sicko!" Brittany scolded and nudged Santana in the ribs. "But really," said Brittany humorlessly, "let's take a shower and then order in."
"I don't know if that's such a good idea, if we shower together that's going to take like 3 hours knowing us, so if you want food I think you should order now and throw on some clothes. You can take a shower after we eat, with me of course," Santana winked provocatively.
Brittany called in for some pizza.
"It won't be here until another 30 minutes. What do you want to do while we wait?"
"I can think of a lot of things." Santana looked at Brittany and then down at herself suggestively.