Chapter 11: The Days We Regret The Most
"C'mon!" Anna went up the stairs, Andayla in hand. Idun was in the kitchen making a dessert for herself when she heard the two girls romping their way to Anna's room.
"Be careful," Idun yelled out to them, "don't fall and hurt yourselves!"
Andayla giggled, holding firmly to Anna's hand. "The only one you need to worry about is Anna," Andayla yelled back, "but don't worry," she said, her voice quieter than before, "I'll take good care of her."
Anna stopped suddenly and turned around, trying to conceal her laughter as she put a finger to Andayla's lips.
"Shh! Mom doesn't know about…" Anna looked Andayla up and down, giving a slight smirk. "Us."
Andayla caught Anna's smile, and stuck her tongue out to lightly graze the tip of Anna's finger, causing Anna to giggle and pull her hand back.
"Well, she might know about us," Andayla made quotations with her fingers, enunciating the word 'us' in her rich, honey-like British accent, "whenever she hears you screaming my name."
Anna rolled her eyes, leading Andayla to the top of the stairs.
"Yeah right," Anna turned around, getting close to Andayla and putting both of her hands on her abdomen, connecting her chest to the other girls', "we all know who the screamer is in this relationship."
Andayla chuckled, and leaned in to Anna's embrace, kissing her softly. Anna pulled away from the kiss, biting Andayla's bottom lip as she did so.
"Now, seriously," Anna pulled Andayla's hand to her stomach, "c'mon."
Anna embraced Andayla as she shut her bedroom door, kissing her partner softly at first, rubbing her hand up Andayla's back. Anna could feel Andayla's breath on her lips every time she would break a kiss, driving Anna mad with desire. Andayla kissed Anna's cheek, and pushed her head upward with the kiss, exposing Anna's neck, and let her lips glide down Anna's face to her exposed skin, feeling Anna give a throaty moan with the sensation of Andayla's lips on her skin.
"Oh babe," Anna said, grabbing Andayla's gold-brown hair as she moved up and down Anna's neck, "you know I love it when you do that."
Andayla let out a hot chuckle, breathing on the wet spots where she had been kissing.
"Oh trust me," Andayla moved her lips back up to Anna's, kissing her softly, then pulling back and putting her forehead to the other girl's, "I know."
Anna gave a sultry laugh, giving a short kiss to Andayla. "I know what you like too, you know."
Andayla raised an eyebrow at Anna's reply. "Oh do you, now?"
Anna picked up Andayla's legs, pulling her into Anna's full embrace. Anna kissed her again, turning around and falling with Andayla in her arms as they casacded downwards to the bed, inducing a shocked gasp from Andayla.
"Yeah," Anna said, feeling Andayla breathe deeply, "as in, how you like to be dominated."
Anna pushed Andayla's arms upwards, holding onto her wrists to ensure full control. Once Andayla's arms were fully extended, Anna rubbed her hands down the skin of her arms, inducing chill bumps that Ana could feel a she glided the tips of her fingernails downwards. Andayla huffed at the sensation, feeling Anna's hands provoked a sense of pleasure that she hadn't felt with anyone before.
It was a drug to her; just to feel Anna was a rush to her in the first place, to know that she was there, and that she was all hers. But this, this feeling that was overtaking Andayla, was something more than the usual feelings that she had for Anna. All the years of friendship that they had spent together since middle school seemed like a distant memory, being replaced by the ones that they were making now, and making room for the ones that they were sure to make in the future. Before their family moved to America because of her father receiving a high-payout job, Andayla had some bad experiences with a variety of lovers, but none of that even mattered to her now, as she looked down from her trance and seeing Anna's inch further and further down Andayla's body, stopping at her abdomen.
"Whatcha thinking about Day?" Anna asked sweetly, almost purring.
Andayla smiled. "Nothing really," she replied, a sultry tone in her voice, "just thinking about how badly I want to rip all your clothes off."
Anna giggled and threw the bottom of Andayla's shirt upwards, lifting it up and over her already outstretched arms, exposing her tanned and toned body, as well as her larger-than-normal-size breasts which were hidden inside her skimpy, pink and black lace bra.
Anna kissed Andayla's lower abdomen. "I call dibs first."
Anna moved her hands up to Andayla's chest, feeling the material that covered her breasts. Anna looked up at her, putting her mouth between the cups of Andayla's brassiere, biting at the lace straps that held it together. Andayla stroked her fingers through Anna's red hair as it laid sprawled over Andayla, cascading down like a red-orange waterfall. The two girls met eyes, Andayla's hazel eyes meeting Anna's bright blue gaze, causing the both to stop what they were doing, becoming so engrossed in each other that they had forgotten the rest of the world; the only thing that mattered to them was each other, losing themselves in each other's intoxicating embrace.
"I love you, Anna," Andayla said, still playing with Anna's hair.
Anna smiled, kissing Andayla's chest.
"I love you too, Day. Now…" Anna pulled her head back, the lace strap still in her teeth, causing the knot keeping the front of the bra to loosen entirely, allowing Anna to slip her hand through the front, taking the bra off of Andayla, exposing her breasts in their full entirety.
"Let me show you just how much I love you."
Anna pressed her hands on Andayla's skin of her bare chest, leaning the rest of her body over the Brit. Anna was in a dominant position, sitting her butt on Andayla's abdomen, using her knees to remain upright. Anna's flexibility paid off, allowing her to kiss her lover in ways that aren't easily feasible for people who lack in suppleness, allowing her to keep her bottom on Andayla's stomach and putting her own chest on the other girl's, all while being able to lock lips with Andayla for a passionate kiss. Anna broke the kiss after a long moment of wet, hormone-fueled kisses, and took off the tie-dye cut-off she was wearing, exposing her toned, freckled body.
Andayla breathed heavily at the sight of her lover's figure, now half-naked from the waist up, and almost lost all control whenever Anna slid both hands behind her, undoing her bra and letting fall to Andayla's body.
"Whoops," Anna mused, "let me get that off of you."
Anna leaned down, placing both hands on Andayla's lower abdomen, close to the waistline of her jean shorts, rubbing upwards with hot palms, causing Andayla to huff and move her body upwards, unable to move because of Anna's position. Anna's hands ran over Andayla's breasts, going past them to reach her shoulders, wrapping her up in an embrace to where Anna had full control of what Andayla was able to move on her body or not.
Anna's breasts connected with Andayla's causing them both to be short-breathed for a while before Anna leaned in and kissed Andayla again, letting Andayla explore her mouth with her tongue; Anna grabbing Andayla's face and holding her head as they kissed. The redhead felt her whole body tremble.
Oh my god, I've needed this.
Andayla suddenly rolled over, causing Anna to yelp with excitement and a slight sense of fright as she was then forced into the dominated position. Anna breathed heavily, a feeling of intimate desire consumed her after having no choice but to acquiesce to the position that her lover put her in. She looked down as she felt the buttons on her khaki booty-shorts undo, and saw Andayla starting to pull them off entirely. Anna's panties came off as well, finally separating from the shorts midway down Anna's thighs.
Andayla chuckled, pulling Anna's white and pink striped undergarment off with a single pull. The Brit pushed Anna's legs downward, kissing her inner thighs, driving Anna mad with desire. Anna placed her hand on Andayla's head, stroking her hair as she licked and kissed Anna's legs, inching ever closer to Anna's slit. Anna could feel herself craving more, and didn't have to look any further as Andayla transferred her lips from Anna's thighs, to between her legs.
Anna gasped with pleasure; the hand that ran fingers through Andayla's hair now clutched her golden-brown locks tightly as she brought her other hand to do so as well, throwing her head back as she felt Andayla skillfully move her lips and tongue between Anna's legs in a way that she had never felt before.
"Oh fuck," Anna gasped, almost squealing, "this never gets old."
Andayla continued on, making Anna convulse and wrench her body uncontrollably at the impulses brought on by her lover's actions. Suddenly, Andayla raised up from where she was to put her whole body back over Anna's, leaving a hand between Anna's thighs, feeling the wetness that was the product of Andayla's lips. Anna pulled the other girl in for a kiss, moaning as she felt Andayla slide a finger into her quim.
"You can't have all the fun," Anna gasped, undoing the buttons on Andayla's pants to the point where they were loose enough to be slid down, and as she did so, she slipped an hand down Andayla's gray panties, playing with Andayla's clit until it was wet enough to slide in her middle finger.
Both girls panted and gasped, calling out each other's names and filling the air with moans and whimpers of pleasure, as each girl satisfied the other with their hands, moving their palms up and down as their fingers explored each other freely. Each girl lost themselves in each other, totally engrossed in each other's hold. All they could think about was one another, and the steps that brought them to the point they were at.
The friendship since middle school.
Anna's excitement when Andayla took her to her very first concert.
Helping Anna with her science, while Anna made her the most wonderful sweets.
Then, the flirting.
The constant touching between the two sparked something between them both, a taboo intertwinement with each other's affection that seemed right.
When Anna confessed her feelings, and Andayla confessed them back.
Holding hands.
The first kiss.
Everything that normal couples would do.
But now, in this moment of passion and ardor, all those memories seemed like they had been relived. The flame between the two girls brought forth an ever-growing sense of affection.
Though people would look at their relationship with antipathy, the girls loved each other, and that's all that mattered to them.
Suddenly, Anna felt Andayla tense up, closing her legs tightly as she screamed Anna's name, wrenching and writhing her body in pleasure-induced motions that made Anna aware of the immensity of the orgasm that Andayla experienced. Feeling Andayla's wetness, able to feel every paroxysm that made Andayla's slit tighten and relax, Anna looked down towards her hand, unable to move from the clinch of Andayla's thighs.
"Oh no," Andayla huffed, still extremely turned on and completely overtaken by sheer pleasure, and pulled herself ever closer to Anna, just to the point where she was able to whisper in her ear, "I'm not the only one coming out of this tight as a string."
Andayla pushed her right ring finger inwards to join with her middle finger, wiggling the two up and down inside of her.
Anna was unable to move, but totally able to thrust her hips into the air with the overpowering feeling of pleasure she received from Andayla's fingers as they danced up and down deep inside her own cunt.
Anna finally, after about 30 seconds of Andayla constantly wiggling, gasped deeply, scraping her nails down Andayla's back deeply, leaving a red trail with each fingernail that made its way down. Anna moaned Andayla's name, quietly at first, but rising in volume as she reached the peak of her orgasm. Andayla, held her ground, holding her hand in place in between Anna's legs as Anna's body moved wildly, until she finally just laid there, gasping and beading with sweat. Andayla plopped down beside Anna, huffing an wiping the droplets that formed on her forehead and chest off.
"Holy shit," Anna said between breaths, "that's definitely going into the books as one of the best orgasms I've ever had."
Andayla let out a single laugh, stopping short to catch a pant. "Mark my climax in your book too," she said, her honey-like accent was broken somewhat now, "because if you can do that every time we have sex, then we're not gonna have any problems whatsoever."
Andayla reached over, taking hold of Anna's head as she pulled her in for a kiss.
"No," came a voice from Anna's door, startling the girls as they pulled Anna's comforter over their naked bodies, "the only one you're going to have a problem with here is me."
Anna turned around, seeing who was at her door. Her heart dropped and her body went cold as she locked eyes with her older sister, arms crossed and leaning in the doorway of Anna's room.
Anna remembered this, as she sat on the couch in Eugene's room, letting her head drop back as she took a deep draw from the blunt she held in her hand, letting some of the foul-smelling smoke roll out of her mouth before blowing the rest into the air. She coughed once, and looked over to Andayla, already far-gone from the pipe she held in her lap.
"Hey. Hey Andayla," Anna said, a giddy smile encroaching on her lips, "you remember the time Elsa caught us fuckin'?"
Andayla, red-eyed and clearly out of it, started giggling, causing her to eventually burst into full-scale laughter. "Yeah, yeah I remember that."
Eugene sat up quickly from his bed, sporting his flannel shirt, unbuttoned completely to show off his abs, a gray Neff beanie, and a scraggly patch of hair under his chin. "Holy shit! You two had sex?!"
Anna looked up at Eugene, giving him the most sarcastic look she could muster. "We didn't just have sex," she replied, raising an eyebrow and smirking slightly, "she fucked the hell outta me."
Eugene fell backwards, laughing. "Oh man, I cannot believe I heard that…"
Anna looked over at her former lover, smiling. "What do you think Elsa would say now? Especially since we did that on my 16th birthday?"
Andayla laid her head back, sighing deeply. "I dunno. Maybe she's changed."
I swear to God, if I catch those two having sex again I'm gonna beat the gay out of her myself.
Elsa pulled off of the street, into Eugene's driveway which was riddled with cars. She could hear the dance music thumping from inside her car, vibrating the vehicle's frame itself.
Here's that little shithead's house.
Elsa stepped out of the car, slamming the door as soon as both feet planted themselves on the cement of the driveway to the two story house. Elsa stared at the house, sighing deeply. Elsa took off towards the door, ready to take back the sister that she longed to have back at her side.
AN: Yeah, okay, so this was pretty awkward to write but here ya go, a pretty raunchy chapter for you. Although this one isn't as long as the others are, I have a surprise for you all in the upcoming chapter, and I hope you're ready for it, because it is a doozy. Anyway, thanks for reading Chapter 11!