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Lingerie / Finger Sucking

BELLA AND LEAH

Two burlesque dancers finally take the plunge into romance.

Bella was sweaty. Her hair was stuck to the nape of her neck and sweat was coating her upper lip. They'd just done a fast-paced burlesque routine and now she desperately needed some water to cool her down.

She headed out the stage door and towards the bar where Emmett and Carlisle were serving drinks. Carlisle saw her coming and gave her a nod, letting her know he had seen her. He grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge and placed it on the bar for her. Bella drank it down in seconds.

"Nice routine, B." Bella smiled at Emmett's compliment. "You couldn't have given me a heads up?"

She swallowed the last of the cool drink. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

Emmett let out a loud laugh. "You know exactly what I'm talking about. I had to see Rosie up there in nothing but a tiny bra and shorts - it's a wonder I didn't blow my load all over the bar!"

"Gross!" Everyone knew how Emmett felt about Rosalie - except maybe Rosalie herself. She had to admit when she knew they were going to be doing that routine she had thought about how Emmett would react.

"It would have been nice to have some warning," Carlisle chimed. He too was in love with one of Bella's best friends; Esme. Neither woman had time for dating though. Esme was too busy supporting herself and her son and Rose was studying and working.

"Next time, boys. Next time," she promised, even though she had no intention of telling them. She enjoyed seeing them squirm as much as the next person.

"Have you heard from Eddie boy at all?" Emmett asked as he wiped the bar down.

"Just the usual." Carlisle passed her another bottle of water. "The 'I'm so sorry' crap. Flowers and chocolates and he even sent me a poem!" She shook her head. "Like a poem's going to make up for me finding him balls deep inside my mother."

Carlisle and Emmett both screwed their faces up. They knew the story. Everyone knew the story. Bella had made sue to tell as many people as possible. She didn't want either of them getting away with what they had done.

"You'll find someone else, B," Emmett told her encouragingly. "But in the meantime, you could play wingman for me and Carlisle here." He clapped the blonde man on the back with a grin on his face.

"Don't bring me into this!" Carlisle said, holding his hands up. "Things will happen when they're meant to."

Bella used to believe that everything happened for a reason. But seeing her boyfriend buried inside her mother made her question that philosophy.

A few nights later, Bella walked into the club, greeting Carlisle and Emmett and the band before she headed backstage to get fitted for the new routine they were doing.

Maggie, the club's owner had decided that they should sing and dance to 'Lady Marmalade' and wanted all the girls in lingerie. She insisted they all get fitted today so they could perform it at the end of the week.

Walking into the changing room, Bella was pleased to see that everyone was there; Rosalie, Esme, Nessa, Rachel, Emily and Leah. They were like a little family.

"Hey, B," they all greeted, most of them wearing robes. When you danced together on stage in very little, being naked around each other became much less of a concern.

"Hi girls," she greeted back.

"Bella - glad you're here." Maggie breezed into the room with a clipboard in her hand, red curls piled on top of her head and glasses perched on the end of her nose. "How do you feel about baby blue?"

Bella frowned. "For what?"

"Lingerie darling. Lingerie." Maggie always seemed to be in a rush. "I was thinking we could dress you all in different colours - like a rainbow! And I think blue would suit your skin tone perfectly."

Bella opened her mouth but Maggie had already made up her mind. "That's decided. Bella in blue - now Esme…"

Bella let her voice trail off as she began to get unchanged.

After she had put her robe on she went and sat down next to Leah.

"How are you?" Leah whispered, not wanting to interrupt Maggie's 'creative flow'.

"Better," Bella admitted. When Bella had first found Edward and her mother together she had been devastated. She didn't have the best relationship with her mother and this had been the straw that broke the camel's back, so to speak. Not only did she lose her boyfriend but she lost her mother as well. They were both as guilty as each other.

Esme had been looking after her sick baby and Rose had been studying for some upcoming exams so Bella had rung the next person she was closest to; Leah. Leah was also a logical choice. She wouldn't let Bella mope and she wouldn't try to convince her to go back to him. Bella didn't want sympathy. She wanted ice cream and alcohol. Leah had provided both.

"Good." Leah lightly bumped Bella's shoulder with her own before turning back to watch Maggie explain to the seamstress who had come in exactly what she wanted.

Some time later Bella was sat on the couch in her newly acquired underwear. She'd been in her own little bubble but when she looked up and saw Leah, she was brought straight back to Earth.

"Are you sure I look alright?" Leah's voice asked as she emerged from behind the changing room curtain wearing a deep fuchsia lace lingerie set. The bra pushed her beautiful breasts high and gave her a generous amount of cleavage whilst her underwear showed off her toned thighs and biteable ass.

Bella bit her lip. She was beautiful.

"You look amazing!" Emily complimented her, walking around her and grinning. "They won't be able to take their eyes off you."

A light blush covered Leah's chocolate skin and Bella felt hot. She shifted in her seat slightly. That movement mad Leah look over to her.

"Do I look alright, Bella?" She did a little twirl giving Bella a better glimpse at her ass. "You look uncomfortable." Leah crossed her legs and wrapped her arms around her stomach.

"No!" Bella cried. She quickly got up and went over to her. "You look amazing - I'm just a bit hot."

"Are you sure?" Leah placed her hand against Bella's cheek. "You do feel hot, maybe you're getting a cold?"

The word 'cold' had Maggie rushing over.

"You can't get ill now, Bella! It would ruin the show."

"I'll be fine by then, Maggie," Bella reassured her. If Bella was getting ill did Maggie not realise she had no control over her immune system?

"Good." Maggie beamed. "Right," she clapped her hands together. "Go and get changed girls and then we'll practice the routine. The changes to your clothes should be done by tomorrow and then we'll do a run-through in them and hopefully," she crossed her fingers, "we can perform this on Friday."

The girls all gave a cheer. Bella found herself excited for tomorrow as it meant she could get a glimpse at Leah in that lingerie again.

Bella's excitement had morphed into mortification. They'd been rehearsing the routine, everything was going alright; Bella even got to stand right next to Leah but then she'd been distracted when the dark-haired woman had bent over. So distracted, she had in fact gotten too close to the edge of the stage and fallen right off.

The band had stopped playing and Paul, the guitarist, had rushed over and helped her back on to her feet, her ankle throbbing painfully and starting to swell.

Bella was currently sat down with her foot up, a pack of ice on it, wishing the ground would swallow her up.

"How are you doing?" Rachel asked, sitting herself next to Bella and handing her a bottle of water.

"Slightly in pain… a little bit embarrassed… and worried about how angry Maggie is going to be," Bella admitted.

"Don't worry about Maggie. She needs a good fuck and she'll be right as rain." That was Rachel; blunt and straight to the point. "We all know how clumsy you are," Bella's face flamed, "we should really have a safety rail up or something." Bella reached out and lightly smacked the woman on her shoulder.

"Don't smack me!" Rachel chided before she leaned in. "I won't keep your secret if you upset me."

"What secret?" Bella asked, sipping her water.

"You like Leah." The water that had been in Bella's mouth flew out at an alarming rate as she choked and sat forward, Rachel smacking her back.

"Don't make her choke, Rach!" Paul called out from across the bar. "She's already hurt her ankle we don't need her dying too!" The Quileute girl gave him the finger – he blew a kiss back.

Bella stared at Rachel with wide eyes and a wide-open mouth. "How… what…?"

"You were staring," Rachel simply said, patting her on the shoulder and standing back up to rehearse their routine.

Bella had to endure an hour of watching the girls rehearse and she was unable to take her eyes off of Leah. She was wearing a work out top that stopped just below her breasts and leggings that clung to her long legs, not hiding a thing. Leah had a beautiful figure, her stomach was bordering on a six-pack and she had toned legs, thighs and arms. Her breasts were smaller than some of the other girls but if they had been much bigger, they would have looked ridiculous on her frame. Her ass was firm and tight, and Bella wondered how she got it to look like that. She was beautiful.

After rehearsals were over, Bella was pleased to leave. Leah made her feel all hot and bothered and out of sorts. Paul had driven her home and made sure she got in safely and Bella had welcomed the silence of her apartment.

Bella was laid on her sofa, her foot in bandages as she watched some trash television. It was after midnight but because of her time at the club, her sleep patterns were out. She was hoping she would get so bored watching television she would sleep but that plan had yet to work.

Esme and Rose had both text her to make sure she was alright so when her phone buzzed she assumed it was one of them; she was wrong – it was Leah.

I'm outside with chocolate – can I come up?

Bella found herself panicking as she sat bolt right up on the sofa and quickly looked around her apartment to make sure she hadn't left any dirty underwear lying around. It looked presentable enough.

Sure – come right up, the door will be unlocked.

Bella got up and hobbled over to the door, unlocking it before she headed to the kitchen and put the kettle on.

"Hello?" Leah called a few seconds later, opening the door before she entered her apartment. "I've come to see the patient."

"The patient is fine," Bella reassured her.

"Well I brought you some chocolate," Leah held up a box of the treats, "to help you feel better. But if you feel fine…" Her eyes shined as she teased.

"Chocolate would make me feel better," Bella conceded, smiling back at Leah. There was a silence and Bella turned back to the kettle. "Tea?"

"That would be nice."

Leah stayed by the door, holding the box of chocolates as Bella made the tea. When she turned with the mugs, Leah rushed over.

"Sorry – I should be helping you."

"It's fine."

They made their way over to the couch and sat down, opening up the box of chocolates and starting to eat them.

"How was work tonight?" Bella asked, starting the conversation.

"It was good," Leah nodded. "Emmett was drooling over Rose again." They shared a giggle. "She should just date him. They'd be good for each other."

"She thinks she's too busy for a boyfriend at the moment."

"How are you feeling about Edward?"

Bella shrugged her shoulders. "I'm more upset that I've lost my relationship with my mom than anything else. I thought I would be more bothered about Edward… but I haven't really missed him. I think maybe I didn't like him as much as I thought I did."

Leah was quiet for a few seconds. "I didn't think he was right for you."

Bella looked at Leah and her heart sped up. "Why do you say that?"

"No particular reason – you just didn't look at him like he made you happy or completed you… or whatever." Leah quickly looked away, embarrassed at her own words.

Bella looked down not quite sure what to say and Leah remained silent.

The silence was getting too much and Bella was desperately trying to think of something to say when Leah spoke up.

"Can you do me a favour?"

"Sure."

"They've made some adjustments to my costume for the end of the week and I'm not convinced I look alright. If I put it on could you give me your honest opinion."

"Of course," Bella agreed before remembering that this weeks 'costume' was in fact lingerie. But she couldn't take it back now, could she?

Leah smiled and headed into her bathroom to get changed or unchanged (depending on your perspective). She emerged a few minutes later and Bella's jaw hit the ground.

The bra had been tightened so her breasts were displayed even more prominently, her dark skin a pleasant contrast to the fuchsia colour that had been chosen. The underwear came lover than it did before, resting lowly on her hips.

"What do you think?" Leah asked as she twirled. Once again, Bella got to see her ass.

"Um… well…" Bella couldn't find the words. Somehow "you're so fucking beautiful" seemed like too much to say.

"I knew it!" Leah threw her arms up and sat down next to Bella. "I just can't pull something like this off."

She was so close to Bella that there were only a few centimetres between them. The sweet perfume she used wafted over her and up close her skin seemed to glow.

Bella couldn't think clearly.

"Could you not sit so close?" The questioned emerged from her mouth before she had time to think about it.

"Why?" Leah asked, looking at Bella as if she had grown two heads.

"I can't think clearly when you're this close."

"What?"

"You make me confused and… hot."

"I make you hot?" Leah's mouth quirked up into a smile and she moved closed to Bella. "Do you like me, Bella?"

She couldn't answer.

"Because… I like you." Her eyes were looking right into Bella's now. "When I saw you in that lingerie at the club," she looked down and then back up. "Well, I've not been able to think about anything else since."

Feeling brave, Bella leaned forward and pressed her lips to Leah's. When the other woman didn't respond she pulled back, fearing she had gone too far. Leah stared at her, smiled and then used her hands to pull Bella's face close before she kissed her back.

Her mouth caressed Bella's, softly and gently; her hands stroking her cheeks. Bella's own hands wrapped themselves around Leah's waist and she pulled her closer, her fingers feeling her soft skin and tracing the lace detailing on the bottom of her bra.

Leah's tongue stroked Bella's lips and tongue tasting what she could. Bella reciprocated and then trailed her lips down her neck, licking and sucking at the skin, wanting to leave a mark.

She kissed her way to her breasts, tongue snaking out to taste the cleavage that was laid on offer for her.

"Oh," Leah moaned, head falling back and her hands twisting in Bella's t-shirt. "Mmm."

Bella's hands found the back of her bra and pulled her lips away from Leah's skin slightly. "Can I?"

"Please," Leah begged, head still thrown back and eyes closed in pleasure.

Easily undoing the bra, Bella sat back and gently slid the straps from her shoulders, pushing them until they were at the crooks of her arms. With gentle fingers, she pulled the cups away from the skin, beyond excited to see what was hidden beneath them.

Leah's head came forward and she opened her eyes to watch Bella. Straightening her arms out, they watched each other as Bella slid the bra from her arms before casting her eyes down towards Leah's nipples.

They were a coffee colour resting on caramel skin, peaks pointed towards Bella and the skin around then beginning to bump with gooseflesh.

Bella felt drawn to them. They were beacons calling out to her.

Her mouth descended down and encased the left one. Her tongue swept over the peak, Leah moaning at the sensation. Bella's right hand came up and tugged on the right nipple, pulling and pinching the nub, even twisting it slightly.

"Yes," Leah whispered. Her hips shifted and her thighs rubbed together, seeking some kind of friction.

When Bella had sufficiently wet Leah's left nipple she turned her attention to the right one, performing the same ministrations she had done previously, this time biting down slightly on the tip.

Leah's back arched gracefully into the air and she clasped the fabric of the couch roughly in her fingers.

Bella didn't want to stop, she wanted to see what other sounds she could get Leah to emit.

Bella dragged her lips away from Leah's wonderful breasts and down her rib cage. Her tongue traced her skin, tasting the salt that had gathered there from her sweat.

"Move back," she encouraged, pushing slightly on Leah's stomach.

Leah did so willingly, panting and moaning.

When she was sat back against the couch armchair, Bells shifted herself so she was in a more comfortable position, mindful of her foot.

Her fingers hooked into the sides of Leah's underwear and she glanced up to make sure she was alright with it.

Leah nodded and added a "please" which just made Bella smile.

Bella pulled her underwear down her legs, flinging it somewhere in the living room when she had completely removed it.

She took a moment to take Leah in. Her skin was flawless, long legs gave way to slim hips and an equally slim waist and breasts that were the perfect size for Bella's hands and mouth.

Slowly sliding her hands up the outside of Leah's smooth legs, she twisted her wrists when she got to her thighs, parting them so she could see Leah's pussy.

It was exquisite. Her dark hair had been trimmed into a neat triangle and gave way to dark puffy pussy lips hiding a swollen clit, moisture began to leak from her slit.

Leaning forward, Bella placed a kiss just above her slit and then slid her mouth down. Her tongue circled her bud twice before she gently probed it with her tongue. This motion earned her a deep groan from Leah.

God. Leah's taste was quintessentially Leah; tangy with a sweet edge to it. Bella lapped at her greedily, using her tongue to flick and caress her clit, drawing deep moans and whimpers from Leah.

Moving herself slightly lower, Bella found herself face to face with Leah's slit. It was dripping with moisture and was swollen a deep pink colour, begging to be touched and tasted.

Bella leaned forward and very carefully inserted the tip of her tongue inside Leah causing her to arch up back up painfully high and cry out.

"Bella!" Her own fingers were working her nipples. Pinching and twisting them she was working herself up into a frenzy.

Bella smiled against her pussy and dove in once again, her tongue delving deeper now and tasting as much as Leah as she could.

"Oh!" Leah cried out again. Her eyes were tightly closed and her hips were thrusting themselves onto Bella's tongue, pulling her in deeper.

Bella pulled back and swept her fingers in an upwards motion up Leah's slit, coating her digits in the chocolate beauty's divine juices. She resisted the urge to lick the goodness off and instead pinched her clit quickly before inserting one finger inside.

"Shit!" Leah groaned, her hips rotating slightly as she began to lose herself to the pleasure.

Bella added another and curled them upwards, knowing she would hit that spot that she liked to find when she was pleasuring herself.

"Come on, Leah," Bella urged, her own hips starting to grind into the sofa and provide some much-needed friction. "I want you to cum for me." Her words caused a flood of moisture to leave Leah's body. "I want to cum for me now."

With that final sentence, Bella leaned her head down and sucked Leah's clit into her mouth, applying a vigorous pressure and using her tongue to lightly move the bud from side to side. At the same time, she curled her fingers upwards and flicked.

Leah screamed. "Oh yes! Yes! Yes!"

Her pussy clamped down on Bella's fingers and her clit seemed to swell. And then she was coming. Warm liquid gushing from her pussy as the pleasure radiated through her body. Her limbs shook, her eyes squeezed closed and she didn't breath, determined to hold onto the pleasure for as long as possible.

As she came down from her orgasm, Bella placed a kiss to the inside of her thigh and then rested her head on the warm skin, watching Leah bask in the afterglow of her orgasm.

Slowly, Leah's eyes opened and her dark brown ones met Bella's lighter brown ones and they exchanged a smile. Leah opened her mouth and the words that came out sent a thrill down Bella's spine.

"Your turn."