We Got Carried Away

In which Emy and Tegan get carried away

Before Emy knew it, Tegan's lips were attached to hers, kissing hungrily. She didn't resist. She didn't want to at all. So she let Tegan continue the attack on her lips. Tegan's tongue licked across Emy's lips and Emy parted them.

As much as Emy loved being in control of these situations, she didn't really mind it at the moment and continued to let Tegan take control. She didn't know when it got there, but her hand was gripping Tegan's thigh, and Tegan's hand was pulling at the hair on the back of her head.

They were frantic. They didn't want to get caught. And Emy reasoned to herself that that was why Tegan was being so aggressive. Tegan pulled away long enough to move over and straddle Emy's leg. Then the kissing started again, tongues attacking each other.

Emy felt her shoulders being pushed back, and relaxed, allowing Tegan to push her against the back of the couch. Tegan's lips left her mouth, taking a sharp gasp with it; but then Tegan's lips found her neck, and she didn't worry about her mouth's loss. All she focused on was the feel of Tegan's kisses and bites and sucks…and it absolutely drove Emy wild.

"God fuck!" Emy mumbled out as she felt her breath quicken.

Emy felt pressure on her thigh, repetitive, needy. She lifted her head as best she could to watch as Tegan was grinding on her, desperately looking for friction. She moaned at the sight and grabbed at Tegan's ass. When she had a firm grasp of it she pulled Tegan harder into her leg. Tegan moaned loudly as her mouth briefly detached from Emy's neck.

"Fuck!" Tegan groaned and rocked her hips harder.

"I know something that will work better than my leg, sexy." Emy breathed in a hushed tone, her mouth mere inches from Tegan's ear.

"Mhm." Tegan nodded and moaned as Emy squeezed her perfectly formed bum.

"You'll have to get up first," Tegan protested, "But then you'll get all you want from me."

"Mhm." Tegan bit her lip and nodded.

Emy lifted Tegan off of her lap and set her down on the couch, "I'll be right back."

Emy walked with a purposeful sway to her hips. She opened the bedroom door and opened the top drawer to her dresser, removed the shoebox she kept her toy in. She set the box on the bed and unbuttoned her pants. Her pants and boxers were both off quickly and were replaced by the black harness, the flesh colored phallus in place. She then pulled her boxers back up, concealing the strap on.

She removed her shirt, leaving herself in just boxers and a wife beater, before leaving the room. Tegan gasped as Emy walked toward her. Emy smirked at Tegan, who was rubbing herself through her jeans.

"Hey baby," Emy winked, "I have something for you."

Tegan licked her lips and sat up on the couch, waiting for Emy to come closer. Emy walked around the couch to the front of it and stopped about a foot in front of the eager woman. Tegan grabbed Emy's hips and pulled her close.

"You're so hot when you're practically naked." Tegan smiled up at her.

"I'm always hot."

Tegan pulled her t shirt off in one swift motion, revealing her braless state.

"Mmm…" Emy licked her licks as she looked at the topless woman.

Tegan smirked and lifted Emy's wife beater by a few inches and began planting kissed on the toned stomach in front of her. Emy closed her eyes and placed a hand in Tegan's hair, not pulling, just holding on for stability. Emy could feel Tegan's left hand reaching into her boxers and grabbing hold of the dildo. Then she felt a jolt to her core as Tegan pumped her hand down the phallus.

"Like that?" Tegan asked the rhetorical question.

"Fuck you." Emy sucked her bottom lip into her mouth, "Fuck you."

"Not yet." Emy moaned at the sound of Tegan's voice, getting huskier.

She looked down as Tegan pulled the dildo through the slot in her boxers.

"I'm not good at blowjobs," Tegan half apologized, "But if you want, I can give you one."

"Please." Emy bit at her lip.

Tegan ran her hand down the dildo a few times before putting her lips on it. Emy watched as Tegan took the phallus in her mouth. The sight pleased her, giving her small jolts to her core. Sara never gave her blowjobs, but that was okay. Emy hadn't even known she'd ever wanted a blowjob. But just watching Tegan giving her head was fantastic. She let out several low moans as Tegan used her hand to push against the base of the dildo.

Tegan pulled her head away from the fake cock and smiled up at Emy.

"Fuck!" Emy breathed out before pulling Tegan up and quickly kissing her, "Now bend over."

Tegan crawled onto the couch, knees on the cushions, hand against the back of it. Emy stood behind her, stroking her cock.

"My pants are in the way." Tegan wiggled her hips at Emy.

Tegan undid the button and unzipped her pants for Emy and Emy pulled them slowly down to her knees. Tegan lifted her knees off the couch long enough for Emy to dispose of the jeans. Then she quickly pulled Tegan's boxers down to her knees.

Emy stepped forward, dildo resting between Tegan's legs, just below her wet slit. She pressed herself against Tegan's back, mouth finding Tegan's neck, shoulders, and then she nibbled at the bent ear.

"Fuck me," Tegan bucked her hips back against Emy, "Please."

Emy straightened up, and grabbed her cock with her right hand.

"Are you sure you're ready?" Emy got a whimper and another rock of the hips in response.

She slowly slid the tip into Tegan's pussy, much to Tegan's pleasure. Emy placed her hands on Tegan's sides.

She bent down and whispered, "You set the pace baby."

Tegan nodded and pushed against Emy slowly, adjusting to the dildo inside her. She pushed back until she had six of the eight inches in her. Then she started to pump her hips back and forth, building up her pace. When she was at a comfortable pace, Emy began to thrust at the same pace. Tegan let out a string of profanities and moans.

Emy's hands gripped Tegan's sides as she pulled Tegan into her, pumping just a bit more of the cock into her. Tegan gasped and moaned and pushed back harder in response. Emy couldn't help herself as lust filled her eyes. She let go with her right hand and used it to pull Tegan's hair. Tegan gasped again, more breathless this time and Emy pulled her head to the side. Tegan looked back at her and moaned at the sight of the taller woman pumping into her.

Emy bent down and kissed Tegan roughly. Teeth clashed a bit, but that was unavoidable. Tongues danced hungrily, lips parted in a rough moan. Hips continued to rock and thrust and roll. Tegan's moans became higher pitched. Emy's thrusts got harder, her teeth gritted as she pulled her lips away from Tegan.

"Oh fuck!" Tegan's voice was reaching a higher pitch, "Oh fuck!"

Emy's breathless moan was the only response to Tegan's whines that she could muster.

"God!" Tegan whimpered, "I'm close. Harder!"

Emy obeyed, pumping the whole length into Tegan. Tegan pushed her face against the back of the couch to muffle her cries of pleasure. Emy's head fell back and her mouth flew open in a breathless scream as she felt her own build up getting close.

"WHAT IN THE GODDAMN FUCK?" Emy froze, Sara's voice snapping her back to the reality of what was happening.

But Tegan didn't stop. Her hips continued to buck into Emy's.

"ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?" Sara sounded more shocked than angry, much to Emy's relief.

Tegan's loud scream broke through both of the women's thoughts. She panted as she slowed her movements, still bucking slightly and shuddering every time she did.

"I'm sorry," Emy couldn't look Sara in the eye, "We got carried away, but we should have waited."

"Yeah you should have," Sara's eyebrows furrowed, "I'm not mad that you guys had sex." Emy's eyebrows rose, "I'm just upset because I asked you not to."

"Oh?" Emy was confused; she expected shouting, and maybe things getting thrown at her.

"Yes," Sara half smiled, "How about from now on when one of us isn't around, at least tell the person what you'll be doing so that they can enjoy the sight when they do get home."

"Oh?" Emy didn't know what to say.

"Tegan?" Sara tilted her head to try to see her twin better.

"Yeah?" Tegan's breathless mumble was barely audible.

"You should really let Emy finish you know," Sara glanced at Emy, "It's not nice to leave someone hanging."

Emy pulled out slowly, allowing for Tegan to turn and face her. Even though they had just been scolded, Tegan's face still had an expression of bliss on it. She put her mouth around the dildo again, sucking as much of her juices off of it as she could.

"You're really good with this thing." Tegan's voice sounded a bit sleepy.

"Thanks." Emy felt awkward now that her girlfriend was watching them.

"Mhm," Tegan mumbled and smiled, "But now it needs to go."

Tegan pulled Emy's boxers off and then got to work removing the strapon. Emy looked over at Sara and saw that she was biting down on the tips of her fingers, watching Tegan intently. Then Emy's concentration was back on Tegan as she felt a tentative lick on her thigh. Emy looked down at her and nodded. Tegan's tongue began to work on Emy's slit.

Several long, broad licks, followed by light sucking, forced a moan out of Emy. Then Tegan's mouth was attached to her clit, and she sucked hard. More moaning was coming from Emy. Emy could feel Tegan's fingers running along her slit, and then being pushed inside it. Two fingers and a mouth were now working in tandem to get Emy to reach her climax.

It didn't take more than a few minutes for Emy to cry out in pleasure and come over Tegan's mouth, chin, and hand. Her legs felt weak, but Tegan held her up.

"Hot." Sara half moaned.

Tegan moved aside and let Emy sit on the couch next to her.

"I'm going to the room to take care of…something," Sara bit her lip as she looked at them, "You guys can just stay here and kiss and cuddle or whatever, I'll be back out in a little while."

Tegan spoke after Sara left, "Take care of something?"

"Yeah," Emy spoke, her head resting on Tegan's shoulder, "Like she said, it was hot."