Zoë spent two hours getting ready for the big night. She took an hour long shower, thoroughly scrubbing every crevice of her body, and shaving everything that needed to be shaved. She even spent half an hour giving herself the perfect bikini trim. She was in her room putting on her makeup when she heard a knock on the bedroom door.
"Come in."
Grace opened the door. "Hey, we're leaving now."
"How do I look? Does this dress look okay? What about my hair? Does it look straightened enough to you or should I go over it one more time with the flat iron?"
"Zoë, relax," she laughed. "Just don't overthink it. You've already got the girl, which means you've already impressed her."
"Okay, okay. You're right," she surrendered.
"Grace, are you ready?" Ms. Cardinal called from downstairs.
"That's my cue," Grace said as she pointed at the open door behind her with her thumb. "I hope you two have a good night. I'll text you when we're leaving the movie theater."
"Alright, thanks again for everything Grace."
"No problem." She turned around and walked out the door.
Zoë saw her phone light up with a notification. It was a text from Rasha. She quickly opened it.
I'm on my way :)
Zoë felt the butterflies multiply inside her stomach. Her girlfriend was going to be there in ten minutes, and she hadn't even finished putting her makeup on.
Can't wait!
She replied back. After throwing her phone down, she frantically reached for her makeup and finished remodeling her face. After she decided she looked good enough, she reached for the shopping bags with the stuff she had bought today. She pulled out the box of condoms and set it down on her desk. Then, she pulled out the dildo and harness. She attached the dildo to the harness and put it in a long gift box filled with red tissue paper. She put the lid on top and set the box down on the floor of her closet. Right as she shut the closet door, the doorbell rang.
Deep breaths Zoë. You've got this.
She started to run down the stairs, but slowed down when she got halfway. She didn't want to seem too eager. She checked her face and hair in the hallway mirror before coolly opening the door.
"Hey Rasha, come on in." She waved to Goldi sitting in her car before shutting the door. When she turned around she pulled Rasha into her and slowly kissed her on her lips before breaking apart.
"Wow. Hello to you too," Rasha said with a surprised look on her face.
Both girls laughed.
"Was that too forward?" Zoë asked.
"Yes. But I liked it." The short-haired girl smiled at her girlfriend.
Zoë smiled back. "So, do you want anything to eat or drink? I think we have some leftover pizza in the fridge if you're hungry."
"Zoë," Rasha gently held her girlfriend's hands, "I'm going to be completely honest with you. I've been thinking about you all day, and I really, really want to rip your clothes off right now."
Zoë felt her stomach drop. She absolutely loved it when Rasha was direct. She gave her a lusty smile. "Then let's go upstairs to my bedroom."
She took Rasha's hand and led her up the stairs. Zoë could feel her heart beating out of her chest. As soon as they got into the room, she slammed the door shut and pushed Rasha against it, smashing their lips together. Their mouths wrestled hungrily. Once they got comfortable, Rasha darted her tongue into Zoë's mouth. The brunette responded by moving her tongue against the Syrian's, both fighting for dominance. They stayed like this for a few minutes before Zoë reached down to unbuckle Rasha's belt. She unbuttoned and unzipped the girl's jeans, all without breaking the kiss. She yanked them down her girlfriend's body until they reached the floor. Rasha stepped out of of the legs of her jeans and threw them aside. Zoë nudged the girl's leg aside, signaling her to spread her legs, which she did. Zoë reached down into Rasha's boyshorts and ran her finger all the way up her slick folds. The Syrian girl threw her head back against the door and moaned. Zoë brought her soaked finger up to her lips and sucked on it. She closed her eyes, taking in the taste. After sucking it completely clean, she popped her finger back out.
"You taste, so fucking good," She whispered.
Feeling Zoë's hot breath on her ear gave Rasha goose bumps all over her body. Her girlfriend had been so hesitant lately and this unexpected level of confidence was turning her on so much.
Zoë got down on her knees and pulled down Rasha's boyshorts. She threw them behind her and looked up into her girlfriend's eyes as the corners of her mouth curved up into a devilish smile. She looked at the Syrian's wet center, and proceeded to lick her all the way up and down her soaked slit.
"Fuck!" Rasha yelled, bringing her hands down to her sides and slamming her palms against the door behind her.
The brunette licked up her wet folds, circled her tongue around her clit a few times, and then repeated the process.
With all of the anticipation of this very moment, Rasha was very worked up. She knew that if Zoë kept going like that, she would cum very soon. Rasha ran her hands through Zoë's hair.
"I'm getting really close," the Syrian said as she whimpered.
Zoë detached her tongue from the girl's center and kissed her all the way up her stomach, lifting her red plaid shirt as she did so.
"Well we can't have that, now can we?" she said before unbuttoning Rasha's shirt and pushing it off her shoulders. She was wearing a black bra that matched her boyshorts. Zoë turned the girl around and unhooked her bra, lightly kissing her back as she did so. She pulled the bra off and dropped it onto the floor. She pushed the front of her body against the back of her girlfriend, connecting her own center with Rasha's perfectly toned ass. She rubbed her hands all the way up the front of the girl's legs, causing her to quiver. Zoë turned Rasha around and looked at her naked body. She was stunned.
"Oh my god," Zoë said, gazing at Rasha's chest for the first time.
"What?" Rasha quickly became self-conscious and covered herself with her arms. "What's wrong?"
Zoë's mouth was still slightly gaped open as she pulled Rasha's arms away, revealing her body. After taking in one last look, she looked up into her girlfriend's eyes and said, "You're so gorgeous."
Rasha smiled shyly and kissed Zoë. "Okay, now it's my turn to see." She pushed Zoë around behind her, switching positions. Now Zoë was the one with her front against the door. Rasha unzipped the back of Zoë's floral dress and pulled it down her body, dropping it to the floor. Zoë stepped out of the dress and kicked it aside. She was wearing a maroon laced bra and a matching set of cheeky panties that made her ass look like that of a model. Rasha looked down the back of her girlfriend's body and grabbed her ass. She moved her girlfriend's brunette hair over her shoulder and sucked on her neck, eliciting an ecstatic sigh from the girl. She grabbed Zoë's hips, pulling them back into her, and thrust her center against her ass. She had never been so turned on in her entire life. All she wanted to do was fuck her girlfriend, hard. But she knew she couldn't get too ahead of herself. She wanted their first time to last awhile. So, she removed her lips from the girl's neck and turned her around. She could see that Zoë's face was flustered. She looked at her beautiful chest and smiled. The bra that she was wearing pushed her breasts up to reveal the top half of them, making them look perfectly round and firm. Without taking her eyes off them, the Syrian reached out and touched them. She gave them a light squeeze before letting go. Still smiling, she looked up at Zoë, who was amused by the short-haired girl's fascination.
"You like?" Zoë asked.
"This underwear looks amazing on you," she raved as she ran her fingers along the lacy pattern of the maroon panties.
The corner of Zoë's mouth quirked up. "Good, because I have seven more sets just like this in different colors."
"I still can't believe how lucky I am."
"Come here." Zoë grabbed her girlfriend's face and pulled it into hers.
As they kissed, Rasha reached her hands around Zoë's back and unhooked her bra before discarding it onto the floor. With their lips still connected, she walked them over to the bed and pushed Zoë onto it. The brunette fell on her back, breaking the kiss. The Syrian grabbed the band of her girlfriend's panties and began to pull them down. Zoë lifted her hips, allowing Rasha to pull the garment off of her.
They were both completely naked, and completely horny. Rasha laid on top of Zoë with her right leg between Zoë's. Their upper thighs connected with each other's center. The Syrian began to rock her body up and down as she rubbed her clit against the brunette's leg, causing the same stimulation for the other girl. She dropped her head down next to Zoë's and began to kiss her neck.
Zoë reached her hands around the back of Rasha's neck as they grinded their centers into the other's leg. "God this feels so good," she said as her girlfriend continued to rock on top of her.
Rasha began to pick up the pace. She had never done this with anyone before, and it felt so good.
It was only a minute later when Rasha felt her walls begin to tense up. Her muscles contracted as a stream of moans and quiet squeaks left her mouth. When her orgasm subsided, she dropped all of her weight onto Zoë's body, panting as she tried to catch her breath.
Zoë held her and rubbed her hands through her short hair, letting her regain her energy.
Rasha rolled off of her girlfriend and laid on her back next to her with her hands over her face. "I'm so sorry," she said, clearly upset.
Zoë propped herself up onto her elbow as she rubbed Rasha's arm. "Sorry for what?"
The short-haired girl removed her hands from her face and looked up at her girlfriend. "For finishing so soon. I didn't mean for it to happen that fast. It's just that I've been thinking about you all day, and I was getting so turned on, and I was just really sensitive down there, and-"
"Rasha," Zoë cut her off, giggling. "It's okay. There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Orgasms are bound to happen during sex." She said that last part sarcastically.
Rasha laughed at how ridiculous she was being.
"Plus, it's not like we have to stop for the night just because you had an orgasm. We can keep going you know." She smiled.
"Yes, yes you're right. I'm just being silly." She smiled at her girlfriend. "I'm going to need a few minutes before I'm ready to go again though. You know, to let things desensitize."
"Well, in that case, I know what you can do while we wait." Zoë's face filled with seduction.
"What?"
Zoë grabbed Rasha's hand and slid it onto her own center. She guided the girl's index finger onto her clit and moved it around in circles. Zoë closed her eyes and took in the pleasure she was receiving.
Rasha found it unbelievably hot that Zoë was using her hand as a puppet to pleasure herself.
After a few seconds, Zoë moved Rasha's finger further down her slit and pushed it inside her. She let out a heavy sigh at the feeling. Her center had been aching so much from the emptiness, just waiting to be filled. Zoë let go, allowing Rasha to take over. The Syrian began to slowly pump her finger in and out as Zoë rolled onto her back and closed her eyes, heavily breathing. Rasha rolled over onto her side and put her left leg on top of Zoë as she proceeded to finger fuck her.
"Fuck that's good," Zoë choked out as she brought her hands up to her head, grabbing her own hair. She moved her hips back and forth, trying to get Rasha to go faster.
Rasha examined her girlfriend's body language and knew what to do. She moved her finger faster, and deeper.
Without opening her eyes, Zoë smiled at the fact that she didn't have to say anything for Rasha to understand what she wanted. After a few seconds, she unexpectedly felt another finger added, stretching her center. This caused Zoë to squeal and grab the sheets underneath her.
She felt so full for the first time in awhile. When she masturbated, she only focused on her clit. She never inserted anything into herself before, not even her fingers. In fact, the only thing she's ever felt inserted into her is a penis. This felt different. A good kind of different. She could feel Rasha intently moving her fingers inside her; something that guys never got right. All they ever did was shove their dick in and out in an attempt to reach their own orgasm. It honestly didn't even feel all that good. But this felt intentional, and sensual. It felt amazing.
Rasha lowered her head down towards Zoë's left breast and massaged her nipple with her tongue. She heard Zoë gasp.
"Oh my god," the brunette said in a breathy tone. "Fuck." She grabbed the back of Rasha's head with her left hand.
The Syrian girl had a feeling that she was doing everything right. She moved her fingers faster, going as deep as she could. She could feel Zoë's center begin to tighten around her, making it harder for her to move in and out. But she still tried.
"Shit, I'm gonna cum. Oh god, I'm gonna cum. Fuck fuck fuck!" Zoë yelled as Rasha pumped faster. She grabbed the headboard behind her with her right hand and reached her left arm around Rasha's back for support as her orgasm began to wash over her.
"UNNGGHHHHHH!" She yelled out, arching her back off the bed.
Rasha continued to pump in and out, helping Zoë ride out her orgasm before slowing down her movements. Zoë dropped her back onto the bed indicating that she was done, but Rasha didn't stop her movements. In fact, she began to pump faster. After pumping a few times, she stopped her fingers all the way inside Zoë and massaged her G-spot. It was only ten seconds later that the brunette felt her abdomen tense up again.
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum again!" She yelled. "SHIIIIIT!" She yelled louder than before as an even more intense orgasm ripped through her body. She shut her eyes tight and gripped the sheets as hard as she could. Her nails dug into Rasha's back, but that didn't stop the girl from continuing to pleasure her girlfriend.
It was at least a minute before Zoë's walls had finally stopped contracting. Rasha took her fingers out and wiped them on the sheets. Zoë threw one arm over her face and shook her head as she gasped for air like she had just ran a marathon. "How...the hell…" She said between breaths.
Rasha looked down at the defeated girl, feeling proud of herself.
Zoë moved her arm off of her face and opened her eyes to look at Rasha. "That's never happened before in my entire life." She smiled in amazement. "How the hell did you just give me two orgasms in a row?"
"It's just a gift I guess," Rasha boasted playfully.
"Well, it's a damn good gift if you ask me." She grabbed Rasha's arm and put it behind her own neck as she rolled towards her girlfriend and laid her head down onto her chest. "God, this feels amazing. Your body feels so amazing. I wish we could just lay here in bed forever." She squeezed Rasha into a hug.
Rasha nodded as she rubbed Zoë's arm. "Me too. But sadly, I should be getting back to the Nahir's soon. Goldi only told them that I was coming over to study. I don't think they'd want me to stay too late since it's a school night.
Zoë's face dropped. She didn't want her girlfriend to leave. She wanted to fall asleep with her and wake up next to her. She looked over at her clock to check the time. "It's only 9:30 now. Maybe you can stay another hour?"
The Syrian smiled. "I would love to."
Zoë reached up and kissed her girlfriend before laying her head back down onto her chest.
"Can I ask you something?" Rasha asked hesitantly.
"Anything," Zoë assured her, not moving her head from its comfortable position.
"Why do you have a box of condoms on your desk?"
Zoë's eyes shot open. She jumped up off the bed and grabbed the box before quickly putting it in the drawer. "You weren't supposed to see those."
Rasha sat up and looked at Zoë. "Are you still having sex with boys?" she asked.
"No! I'm not, I swear." She sighed and walked over to the closet door. She grabbed the box and walked over to the bed. "They're for this," she said as she sat down on the edge of the bed next to Rasha's legs and handed her the box.
Rasha took the box and opened it, revealing the purple strap-on. Her eyebrows rose as she picked it up. She didn't know what she was expecting to be in the box, but it definitely wasn't that.
"There's no pressure to use it tonight if you don't want to," Zoë said, trying not to make her girlfriend feel uncomfortable. "I know it's a big deal, and it's totally up to you." She examined Rasha's face, trying to read her thoughts. The girl was quiet. "Oh god, you hate it don't you. I knew I should've gone with a different color. I just didn't want it to look like an actual dick."
"It's not that." Rasha put the strap-on back into the box and set it down on the bed next to her. "It's just that…I've never done it before. I mean, I've never…I'm not…broken." She whispered the last word.
It took Zoë a second to realize that she was trying to tell her that she was still a virgin. "Oh. Well, that's okay. We don't have to."
"It's not that I don't want to do it with you. It's just that, I wasn't expecting this, and it just looks so big. And I don't know if I'm ready for that just yet. I mean, what if it hurts? I've never even used a tampon before."
Zoë grabbed Rasha's hands. "Hey, it's okay. We don't have to do it tonight. Honestly, I'm okay with it. Your first time is a big deal, and maybe we can get one that's a little smaller if it makes you more comfortable. I only got it as an option in case we wanted to."
Rasha nodded, feeling a little more relaxed. "I think a smaller one would make me feel much less intimidated."
"Okay, then maybe that's something we can get together in the future. Whenever you're ready." She smiled.
"You're amazing, you know that?"
"I've been told a few times," Zoë teased as she flipped her hair. She grabbed the box and looked at the strap-on. "So, would you consider using it on me?" She asked, looking up at her girlfriend.
Rasha looked at the item in her girlfriend's hand. "I'd be lying if I said I've never thought about it."
"Really?" Zoë asked excitedly. Just thinking about Rasha fucking her with the strap-on made her center ache.
"I don't know, I'm really nervous. What if I do it wrong? I've never even seen one of these in person before now."
"Well, why don't you go into the bathroom and try it on for a bit? I can wait here. If you feel like it's too much then we don't have to use it tonight. You can even take it home with you and practice using it if you want."
"Okay." The Syrian hesitantly took the strap-on. "I'll be right back." She gave Zoë a quick peck on the lips before walking out of the room.
Zoë sighed and leaned back onto the bed. She really hoped Rasha wanted to use it, because thinking about her wearing that strap-on was making her uncomfortably wet. She grabbed her phone and scrolled through Hastygram as an attempt to distract herself.
It took Rasha about five minutes to figure out how to put the thing on. Once she finally figured it out, she adjusted the harness so that the dildo was perfectly against her center, and tightened the straps. She looked at herself in the mirror. She didn't know why, but wearing the fake dick was completely turning her on. She thrust her hips a few times, trying to get used to the weight of having something between her legs. Just thinking about having sex with Zoë like that was making her wet. She touched it and stroked it a few times as if it was actually a part of her body. She looked into the mirror as she continued to move her hand up and down the shaft. She would never admit this, but sometimes when she masturbated she imagined that she had a penis and that Zoë was jerking her off. She wasn't transgender or anything. She loved her body and she loved being a female. But for whatever reason, she got incredibly aroused when she imagined having sex with Zoë like a man.
After twenty minutes, Rasha finally felt ready to walk out of the bathroom. "I think I want to do it tonight," she said as she walked into Zoë's bedroom.
Zoë looked up from her phone. Her mouth fell open as she stared at her girlfriend standing in front of her, naked, wearing the purple strap-on, looking sexy as fuck. "Wow," was all she could muster up.
"You don't think it looks weird?" Rasha began to feel self-conscious as she looked down at the colorful silicone cock.
"No way. It looks sexy. You look sexy." Zoë wanted her girlfriend to take her right then and there. She stood up and kissed her girlfriend, feeling the protruding member rub against her body. They stayed like that for a few minutes before Zoë walked over to the desk and pulled out the box of condoms.
"These will help make it easier to clean up," she explained as she took one out of the box and began to open it.
Rasha sat down on the edge of the bed and twiddled her thumbs nervously.
"Do you know how to put one of these on?" Zoë asked.
"I remember them teaching us in health class, but I've never done it before," Rasha explained shyly. Her face had to be beet red.
Zoë nodded and smiled at how cute her girlfriend was when she was nervous. "I can put it on."
Rasha nodded, indicating that it was okay.
The brunette walked over to her girlfriend and dropped down between her legs so that the cock was at eye level. She put the condom on the tip and proceeded to roll it down, slowly.
Rasha stared at her girlfriend's hand sliding down the shaft. She was getting incredibly turned on.
Zoë looked up and could tell by Rasha's face that she was getting aroused. She gave a small smile at this and decided to have fun with it. When she finished rolling the condom all the way down, she moved her hand slowly back up the shaft.
Rasha watched as her girlfriend moved her hand up and down. Each time Zoë went down, she lightly pushed the base against Rasha's center, which made her buck her hips each time.
"You're so hard," Zoë said seductively as she stared into Rasha's eyes, still moving her hand up and down.
Rasha looked at Zoë's face, breathing heavily at the amount of pleasure her girlfriend was giving her. Zoë was treating the strap-on like it was actually a part of Rasha. Anyone else would probably think that this was extremely weird, but Rasha was loving it.
"Mmm, I can feel how wet you are," Zoë said as she rubbed the tip of the cock, still looking into Rasha's eyes.
The short-haired girl began to thrust her hips a little bit. Zoë noticed the girl's movements, so she decided to take it a little further.
"Can I suck your big cock?" Zoë asked as she continued to drag her hand up and down, looking at Rasha with lust-filled eyes.
Rasha nodded as she stared with her mouth slightly open. She watched Zoë take the member halfway into her mouth, and then back out. The Syrian could feel her wetness all over the harness. She started to thrust her hips again, but then decided not to. She didn't want to thrust too hard and end up gagging her girlfriend.
Zoë noticed that the girl was holding back. "It's okay. You can thrust. I'll let you know if it's too much," she assured her girlfriend before putting the cock back into her mouth.
The Syrian began to slowly rock her hips. A quiet moan escaped her lips. She put one hand in Zoë's hair while putting the other one on the bed behind her for support. She closed her eyes and threw her head back, thrusting a little harder. "Fuck," she whispered. Each time she thrust, the base of the dildo pressed harder into her sensitive clit. She looked down, taking in the sight of her beautiful girlfriend blowing her, before throwing her head back again. She was so aroused, and she just wanted to fuck Zoë so badly. She just couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed Zoë's arm and lifted it, signaling her to stand up. Zoë complied, and before she could even ask what was wrong, Rasha threw her down onto the bed. She crawled on top of the brunette and smashed their lips together, rocking her hips back and forth.
"Ugh," Zoë moaned as she felt the wet dildo rub against her clit. "Rasha, I want you to fuck me. I want your large cock inside me," she whispered into Rasha's ear.
Rasha grabbed the shaft of the cock with her hand and felt around for Zoë's hole. Once she found it, she slowly inserted the tip inside.
Zoë inhaled sharply.
"What? Did I hurt you?" Rasha panicked.
"No, no. It feels good," she affirmed. "Keep going."
The girl pushed her hips forward, forcing the member to go deeper inside Zoë. The brunette took in a big gasp of air and smiled as she let out a heavy sigh. Rasha took this as a good sign, so she slowly pulled her hips back before thrusting forward again, hard. The brunette's face contorted with pleasure. She continued this delayed thrusting motion for a few minutes, before picking up her pace.
"Yes Rasha. That feels so good. Mmm. Keep going." Zoë wrapped her legs around Rasha's back, forcing her to go in deeper.
The Syrian girl was rocking her hips so hard that their skin slapped together. They could hear the squishing of Zoë's wetness coating the fake member.
"Oh. Oh. Fuck. Yes. Mhm. Yes. Ungh." The heat rushed to Zoë's center. She bucked her hips up as she screamed. "Fuck yes!"
Rasha could feel the base rubbing against her clit, which was giving her the stimulation she needed to reach her own orgasm.
The room was filled with screams and moans coming from both girls. Zoë dropped her limbs onto the bed, and Rasha dropped her body on top of Zoë. They were both breathing heavily.
"Did you cum babe?" Zoë asked.
Rasha nodded, her face next to Zoë's.
Zoë smiled at the fact that she and her girlfriend had orgasmed at the same time. Rasha smiled at the fact that Zoë had called her 'babe' for the first time.
After laying there for a few minutes, Rasha finally began to slide the strap-on out of Zoë. As she did so, Zoë let out a heavy sigh, obviously getting turned on by the movement. So, Rasha unexpectedly slammed the dildo back inside Zoë, who choked out a loud, high-pitched 'Fuck!' Rasha moved in and out of her a few times before pulling completely out and getting up off the bed.
"Why'd you stopped?" Zoë asked disappointedly.
"I want to try something."
"Okay." Zoë was intrigued.
"Stand up."
The brunette obeyed and got up off the bed to stand next to Rasha. "Now what?"
"Bend over onto the bed."
Zoë's eyes lit up. She knew exactly where this was going. She had always wanted to try this sex position, but was too afraid to ask. So she was stuck with the boring old missionary. She eagerly bent over the bed onto her forearms. "Like this?" she asked looking behind her.
"Yes, that's perfect," Rasha answered, staring hungrily at her girlfriend's ass. She took the condom off of the strap-on and put on a new, freshly lubricated one. She wasn't as nervous to put it on this time since she had just seen Zoë do it. Once she got the condom on, she stepped forward towards her girlfriend, holding the dildo and pointing it towards her backside.
"You're probably going to need to raise yourself up a little bit. I don't think I can get it in from this angle," Rasha said as she struggled to get the tip inside.
Zoë straightened her legs out, causing her back side to go higher in the air. "Is this better?"
The Syrian took the cock and pushed it inside Zoë's center.
"Ungh," she moaned.
"Yep. That's better," the Syrian smirked.
Rasha grabbed onto Zoë's hips and pulled her back into her body as she thrust forward, resulting in the deepest penetration Zoë had ever felt in her life.
"Oh my god!" she yelled as her girlfriend pumped the firm member inside her. She could feel her legs quivering from the pleasure. She reached her right hand between her legs and began to massage her clit.
Rasha noticed this and thrust her hips even faster in response to her own arousal. "Zoë, you're so fucking sexy. I just want you to cum all over my cock," she said bravely. Rasha wasn't usually one to talk dirty. She was very shy about that kind of stuff. But tonight, she felt brave enough to go for it.
"Shit Rasha. That's so good. God you feel so good inside me." She began to rub her clit faster as her girlfriend fucked her from behind.
"Come on Zoë, cum all over me. You're tight pussy is so wet. Cum for me."
Those words were enough to push Zoë over the edge. "Fuck! Aughhhhh!" She screamed in ecstasy. Her legs gave out beneath her and she dropped her knees to the floor, causing the dildo to slide out of her. She panted as she leaned over the bed and rested her head on top of her arms. Rasha took the condom off and threw it away. She pulled the strap-on down her legs and discarded it onto the floor. She sat down on the bed next to Zoë and rubbed her arm.
"I think we're done for the night," Rasha smiled.
Zoë looked up at her with a devilish grin. "Not quite." She said as she crawled over between Rasha's legs. She put her hands on her girlfriend's knees and spread the girl's legs, dipping her head down as she proceeded to eat her out.
"Oh god!" The Syrian yelled. She leaned back on her hands behind her as she threw her head back. Her eyes were shut tight. She bucked her hips into Zoë's face, forcing more pressure onto her bundle of nerves. Zoë moved her tongue as fast as she could.
"UNGH!" Rasha rocked her hips into Zoë's face as her orgasm took over.
The brunette lapped up every last drop of her girlfriend before crashing their lips together.
"God, you're so good at that," Rasha said in awe.
"What? Kissing?" Zoë winked.
The Syrian laughed. "Yes, but no. I meant the other thing. With your tongue?"
"I guess I'm just a natural," Zoë said as she smiled. "You're really good at that." She pointed to the strap-on that was on the floor.
"I guess I'm just a natural," she smiled playfully. Rasha looked over at the clock behind Zoë and noticed the time.
"Oh my god!" She ran over to her jeans and grabbed her phone out of the pocket.
"What's wrong?" Zoë asked as she got up off the floor.
"It's past midnight." Rasha frantically as she unlocked her phone. "I have five unread messages from Goldi. She must be freaking out."
Zoë ran over to the window and saw Ms. Cardinal's car in the driveway. "Shit. Grace and her mom are home." She ran over to the bedroom door and quietly opened it, peering her head around the door frame and into the hall. All of the lights were off, and all of the bedroom doors were shut, which meant that everyone was asleep. She leaned back into the bedroom and quietly shut the door.
"Everyone is asleep." She grabbed her phone and saw that she just had one message from Grace an hour ago letting her know that she and her mom were leaving the movie theater. "What did Goldi say?"
Rasha was still looking at her phone. "She said that she was worried about me and that she just assumed we fell asleep. She covered for me with her parents and she's going to bring me some clean clothes tomorrow when we meet up at school." She closed her phone and set it down on Zoë's night stand.
"That's perfect! You can sleep with me tonight!" She ran over to Rasha and hugged her. "This is so perfect. I can't believe how amazing this night has been." She let go of Rasha's body and grabbed her hands. "First I get to have amazing sex with my beautiful girlfriend, and now I get to wake up next to her."
Rasha blushed. "You…you think I'm beautiful?"
Zoë furrowed her brow. "Duh." She leaned in and softly kissed her girlfriend on the lips. "Now, let's get ready for bed. As much as this night has felt like a fantasy, we do still have school tomorrow."
The girls got into bed, without bothering to put any pajamas on. Their bodies fit together perfectly like two puzzle pieces. It had been the perfect night for both of them. But what would happen the next day, Zoë was not prepared for.