Changeling - Chapter 14
"Kayleigh." I heard my mom calling me softly. "Kayleigh. You need to wake up. You didn't set your alarm and if you don't get up, you'll be late for school."
I was still half asleep, and it took me a minute to figure out why my mom's voice was coming from above me when she was laying right next to me. Then I remembered and opened my eyes to see a sleeping Noah lying next to me, drooling on one of my pillows. Shocked, I looked up at my mother who just smiled at me.
"I came home last night to find you both passed out in your bed. You both had a very trying day yesterday and needed your sleep. I called Noah's mom and told her that you had a late tutoring session, and he was welcome to stay in one of the guest bedrooms. Paul has some clothes that should fit Noah. Go ahead and use my bathroom to get ready, I'll get those clothes and wake Noah so he can get dressed."
She leaned over and kissed me on my forehead. I still felt like I hadn't slept very well. I couldn't remember what I dreamed of last night, all I know is that it was something dark. I got up and started getting ready. One of the benefits of being a Cheerio was that my clothes were already picked out for the day. A little makeup and I was ready to go. I would have preferred to take a shower, but my mom was right, I was running late for school. So, body spray would have to do.
Noah came downstairs wearing jeans and a 'Harvard' tee shirt that was a little snug on him. You'll hear no complaints from me. I sped over to him, almost body checking him as I wrapped my arms around his waist, his wrapping around me.
"Don't leave me." I whispered, almost crying again.
"Never." He said firmly.
I hugged and kissed my mom when she brought over our lunches already made. Well, they were the takeout from the night before that she just put into lunch bags for us. But she also made us some of those yummy sausage biscuits that you heat up in the oven for breakfast. My mom knew how to cook, she was just a very busy woman.
"You know you wouldn't let go of me last night when I put you to bed."
"I'm sorry I yelled at you yesterday. It's just that I was so scared, I don't want to lose you Noah."
"I know. And I'm sorry, I was being stupid. I got caught up in the spirit of the competition with the guys."
"Love, it's fine being a part of a group. But do you want to just be a member, or the leader? I'm not the leadership type, but you can be."
"That's one of the things I love about you, you believe in me. No one other than my mom has ever had that kind of faith in me. And one of the reasons I'll never let you go."
"Better not." I tried to say grumpily, but couldn't. And from the little smile he had at the corner of the mouth, Noah knew it too.
x~x~x~x
"You looked pissed when you left with Puck yesterday." Kurt stated after Noah had kissed me bye.
"I was. He scared me. Some of those drugs have bad side effects that could have killed all of you."
I looked at Kurt. "I can't lose him."
Kurt did something he'd never done before. He hugged me. Then he took me by the arm like he usually did and we headed for class.
I was very clingy at lunch. I sat between Noah and Sandra with his hand on my thigh and my hand over his keeping it in place, while pressing my other thigh against Sandra's. She looked at me and I mumbled, "Later."
"It seems your mom was back in action today. She showed up in Figgen's office, slamming the door shut, then began chewing him out up one side and down the other. Ellen said she could even hear some of the words sometimes. The nicest word she heard was 'idiot'. She said your mom slammed the door so hard on the way out that she was surprised she didn't break anything. Five minutes later, Figgins had Mr. Schue and his wife in his office."
Noah sat there, his eyes huge. He turned to me and said, "I hope I never piss your mom off!"
I smiled and said, "Then you need to be really nice to me, right?"
"You're right." He said, then his mouth was on mine, and I could taste his chicken sandwich.
"Okay, guys, enough with sharing each other's condiments with the neglected girlfriend sitting here."
I had a wicked thought and decided to go with it. I got up, leaned over, and whispered in Noah's ear. "Kiss her."
Then I sat down on the side of Noah opposite of Sandra.
He looked at me questioningly and whispered, "Are you sure?"
I nodded with a smile. I couldn't see because Noah was in the way, but I saw him lean over to her and heard a "Mph!" from Sandra. You could hear the eyes snapping as they locked on to Noah kissing Sandra on the mouth with me grinning in approval. Let them think what they will.
Cheerleading practice was actually weird. I'd never seen Coach Sylvester in a happy mood before, but I could swear I saw her crack a smile. Since her face didn't actually crack and fall to pieces, I probably imagined it. But there was a lot less verbal abuse coming from that megaphone of hers. It was during Glee that I found out why.
It was supposed to be our turn to perform, but Mr. Schue called us in saying the competition had been cancelled.
"We're really sorry Mr. Schue." Finn said. "We didn't mean to get you into trouble."
"I'm really disappointed in you guys. Glee is supposed to be about what's inside your hearts, not what's coursing through your veins."
"We know. And I think I speak for everyone when I say that we'd be happy to move forward and put this episode behind us." Rachel spoke up.
Of course, we would. We didn't get caught taking drugs, so we held the moral high ground.
"Well, it's not that simple. Because of this debacle, it's been decided that I'm no longer fit to run glee club myself. We've been assigned a co-director."
"Who?" Rachel asked.
Oh shit. I knew. I hoped I was wrong but... Nope, because a second later Coach Sylvester walked in almost dancing, and I caught a smirk from Santana out of the corner of my eye.
"Hey kids. I gotta tell you, I'm just thrilled to be coming on board to co-captain your little, uh, showbiz cruise. Ah, I can't wait to start singing and dancing and maybe putting on the ritz a little bit."
Fuck.
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"What are we going to do about Coach Sylvester?" Noah asked as he drove me home.
"What can we do? Figgins thinks is a good idea, but his decision-making skills aren't the best. The man has the soul of an accountant."
"How's he still the principal then?"
"Maybe he was the only one that would take the job." I wanted to get off the subject, it was too depressing. "I think we need to renegotiate our agreement."
"Which one?" He asked, worried.
"Our sleeping together one. Last night made it twice that we've slept in the same bed together. I think that equals to one night naked."
"Oh no! Both times were clothed and both times were unplanned. Besides, it was you who insisted we sleep together both times!"
Damn, he was right! "Still..." I started, not wanting him to have the last word.
"Unh uh, you're a girl of your word, you said so yourself."
"Okay, then I'll sleep under the sheet, and you sleep on top of the sheet and under the blanket."
"That's not what I meant!"
"We'll both still be naked, that's what you said."
Poor Noah, he looked such a mixture of emotions. Dejected was the word I'd choose.
"I'm only kidding Love. Truthfully, I'm curious about what it would be like. Just as long as my limits are considered."
He noticeably brightened. "And what limits would those be my pet?"
"You said we wouldn't have to do anything, so let's wait until you get your scores back to make any decisions. Remember, you need all 'A's."
"Then tutor me tonight since we missed last night."
"Maybe I need some incentive." I suggested playfully.
"And what kind of incentive would my girlfriend be wanting?"
"Mmmm. Kisses would be nice."
x~x~x~x
We were 'taking a break', sitting on the couch and watching 'V'. It was a good compromise of action, drama, and science fiction. Noah liked science fiction as long as there was some action to go along with it. I was currently nestled against Noah's side, his arm over my shoulders when a random thought entered my mind. I guess because of how fast things have seemed to progress, soulmates or not.
"Noah?" I asked in a soft voice.
"Yeah Babe?" I could hear the rumble in his chest when he spoke.
"Why do you want to be with me?"
"What do you mean, why do I want to be with you?"
"I mean, you could have kept having sex with all these different girls and even women, but you gave it up for me. You've changed so much, and I was just wondering if I was worth it."
"Look Baby, being with those girls and women was fun. But you and me, being here together like this, just cuddling? The best feeling ever! I wouldn't trade it for anything. Kayleigh, you saw something in me that I didn't see in myself, you believed in me when the only other person who did was my mom. You're taking time from your own things to help me.
I fell in love with you the moment I saw you. I tried to intimidate you, but you just stared at me. I kept watching you and I'd catch you watching me sometimes. Whenever I did, my heart would race. Yeah, this is before you told me you were a boy. But that day you did; I was just shocked. I wasn't upset or mad, I was just questioning myself. Your words kept echoing through my mind. When you told me, you weren't malicious about it, you didn't think it was funny that I wanted to go out with you. You wanted to be honest with me and I could tell you cared about my feelings from the way you said it. My mom adores you because she's seen the changes in me. Plus, my relationship with Sarah has improved. So, Wonder Girl, why wouldn't I want to be with you?"
Maybe I was feeling insecure, but Noah's words made me feel so much better. Impulsively I shifted myself until I was straddling him and captured his face in my hands. I ran my gaze over his face and saw how honest he looked. I leaned over and grazed my lips over his in the lightest kiss we'd ever shared. He put his arms around me and gently moved his lips against mine, not pushing for anything more. My hands slid to the back of his head and pulled slightly. Taking my cue, he kissed me harder and, when my tongue ghosted over his lips, opened his mouth allowing my tongue entrance. I didn't normally like to take charge, but I wanted Noah to know how much I appreciated him, how much I loved him. I didn't make a move to stop him when I felt his hands drop down my back until they were cupping my ass, one hand covering each cheek. When he squeezed both his hands, I moaned.
"Kids? I'm home!" Came my mother's voice from the entryway.
I was off Noah and about two feet from him so fast it was like I teleported. When my mom walked in, I'm sure we didn't fool her one bit since her only response was a slight smile at the corner of her mouth.
The make out session at the door wasn't as heavy as it usually was. Then again, we'd gone a bit further that we'd ever done before. There was a game Friday night, so we couldn't go out that night, and Saturday night was out because Sandra was coming over, so our make out session would have to do. At least we had another tutoring session tomorrow.
"I love you." He said as he pulled back for our kiss.
"I love you too." My gaze taking in his features.
"Thank you for listening Love." I said.
"Anything for you Babe. Thank you for being mine."
"Mmmm" I said as he kissed me again. Many kisses and a squeeze on my butt cheek later, he left.
"I take it things are progressing well?" My mom asked when I walked back in.
"You could say that." I said, not elaborating.
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More test prep. Our first quarter tests were coming up next week and Sandra was beginning to freak out. "I don't remember half the things we've gone over so far!" She complained.
"Why don't you see if Kayleigh will help you? She's been helping me and I'm actually looking forward to the tests for the first time ever. I'm expecting an 'A' on all my tests." He said as he looked at me.
Yeah, I know why he was expecting to ace his tests.
"Sure Sandra. See if you can come over on Tuesday's and Thursdays and I'll tutor the both of you."
Noah was a little disappointed at that, considering what we tended to do during out 'breaks'. Well, he's the one that suggested I help her out.
"Would you?" Sandra asked me, her face and voice hopeful.
"Sure Love, we can start tonight." I could see the gears turning in Noah's head and, when he started to grin, I elbowed him in the ribs. I get first dibs on my boyfriend.
Coach Sylvester was almost giddy at practice. She still tended to give out caustic remarks, but the bite seemed to be missing. I knew that she was up to something. And I was right. Mr. Schue seemed to have turned over a new leaf. He was actually asking us what we wanted!
"Is there anything, any music in particular that you guys wanna do?" Oh god yes!
"Can we try something a little more black?" Mercedes asked.
"I agree. We do an awful lot of show tunes." Kurt agreed.
"It's Glee Club, not Crunk club." Rachel said spitefully.
"Don't make me take you to the carpet." Mercedes threatened.
"Most of us weren't raised on show tunes Rachel. And Glee club is about all kinds of music, not just show tunes." I snapped right back.
Mr. Schue broke in before it could get any more heated. "Fantastic! Thank you, Mercedes, Kurt, Kayleigh. Duly noted. Anything else?"
"I can pop and lock." Mike said.
"Not really what we're going for Mike but... noted, noted, yes."
Not much was resolved, but it was a promising start.
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Noah drove Sandra and I to my house so I could tutor them both. I went simple for supper since I was now tutoring two people. Shepard's pie was easy, especially with a kitchen mixer to help with the mashed potatoes. Sandra needed the most help, but even then, she didn't really need it. She knew the material; she was just stressing out over the upcoming tests.
Our 'break' was a bit different also. We were all on the couch and Sandra and I were kneeling with one knee each between Noah's legs, I was on the right side. Both of us were nibbling and lightly sucking at his neck. He had his hand on my right ass cheek, rhythmically squeezing it. I hoped he was doing the same for Sandra, I didn't want her to feel left out. From the sounds we were all making, she wasn't.
The alarm on my phone went off, signaling that my mom would be home in about ten minutes. I had learned my lesson after almost getting caught the last time. After several more kisses, including a few between Sandra and I as Noah watched, we went back to the books. Mom was surprised to find Sandra here, but I doubted we fooled her. I heard her muffled giggle when she looked at Sandra. I followed her line of sight and saw a fresh hickey on Sandra's neck. I was a little taken aback, who put that there? Me or Noah?
There wasn't a mini make out session when Noah left, we just kissed goodnight. Several kisses. I gave my boyfriend and girlfriend one more kiss each before Noah promised to behave himself, followed by Sandra saying the same thing. I'm glad they wanted my trust.
x~x~x~x
Friday. Game day. Everyone was pumped and a pep rally was scheduled in the gym before lunch. We'd play the Rangers tonight and our football team had something they didn't have before Kurt joined the team... confidence. Noah was sitting between us, and we were all discussing the tests coming up next week. Lily Albright came up to us. She was a pretty sophomore with straight brown hair and doe brown eyes that I thought already had a boyfriend.
"Hey Puck. Would you like to go to the Sadie Hawkins dance with me next week?"
I saw red. How dare this person come up to where my boyfriend was sitting, between two girls, and ask him to a dance.
"Sorry, Lily. But I've already asked my boyfriend to the Sadie Hawkins dance, and he accepted. But thank you for asking." I lied.
My words were friendly, at least I thought so, but my tone was anything but. She started to get angry, but then she saw the expressions on Noah and Sandra's faces, turned around, and left. I didn't realize until Sandra pointed it out, but I'd made a mess when I had crushed the aluminum can my root beer had been in.
Coach Sylvester was still happier than she usually was, but she was getting back to her old self. Lots of verbal abuse rained down on our heads.
We were sitting in the music room, and we watched as Mr. Schue and Coach Sylvester tossed a coin to see who would go first. She won when it came up heads. "The following students have been selected for a special elite Glee Club called 'Sue's Kids'."
Mr. Schue took offense. "Hold on. We agreed not to split up the group."
"Aw, come on Will. Give me a chance to do things the Sue Sylvester way. Maybe with my proven leadership abilities I can help this pathetic group of mouth breathers place at Sectionals."
Okay, that was very offensive. And from what I could see from my friends, they thought so too.
"We can't even compete in Sectionals if we divide up the club Sue. It's against the rules."
"Really? You need to crack open a book William. Here,"
She tossed a book at Mr. Schue, who actually caught it.
"I have. Show Choir Rulebook page 24, provision 14, second addendum. '12 members must perform for each team. However, not all members must perform every song'."
Mr. Schue gave up at that point, telling her to go ahead and take the football players and her cheerleaders and go. I didn't like being split that way, but at least I'd still be near Noah. Coach Sylvester pulled out a piece of paper.
"Those students whose names I call will line up behind me next to this black shiny thing."
"It's a piano." Mr. Schue informed her.
"Santana, gay kid, the kid in the wheelchair, Asian, other Asian, Aretha, and Shaft."
Then she turned to Mr. Schue "I don't want to be a part of any group that practices segregation against minorities."
My jaw dropped. She just did! When Mr. Schue asked if she was kidding him, Coach said "Bigotry is no laughing matter."
Of course, Santana had to stick her nose in and said, "And that's how Sue 'C's' it!" Cupping her hand into the letter 'C'. Bitch.
I don't know if it was the new confidence or if the dancing during practice worked, maybe both. But we could see it on the field. Craig, the guy who ran with the ball when it was given to him, was able to twist out of the way of the opposing teams' players and run for a touchdown. The rest of the game was similar. Kurt scored the extra point every time he kicked. And when he kicked off to the other team, I thought it would never come down. The game was almost over, and we were winning 35 to 7. Final score was 35 to 10.
Mom used to bring me home from a game, but Noah promised her he'd bring me home after we'd celebrated with the rest of the team at Breadstix. We took up two whole sections, everyone laughing and smiling, going over the plays and bragging. It was almost like a party. I almost hated to have to go home.
Noah was a little more handsy than usual when kissing me goodbye at my front door. I knew we didn't have a date tomorrow night, not with Sandra spending the night with me. And I was going to miss him just as much as he did me. That's probably why I didn't mind when his hand snaked up my top and covered my left breast, over my bra. I moaned into his mouth when he started squeezing it.
Whenever my bra shifted, I could feel it rub over my hardened nipple, sending those wonderful tingles down to my crotch. His other hand slid under my skirt and over my spanky pants, stroking my ass cheek, his fingertips sliding up and down where my crack was. I wasn't planning on stopping him. My only worry was, if we were doing this on my front porch, what were we going to do if he won our little agreement? I had to make sure I kept condoms and lube in my purse... just in case.
After separating for a short while so we could both calm down, Noah's excitement very evident by the large bulge in his pants, we kissed chastely several more times before he left. As was my habit by now, I watched until he was out of site before opening the door and going inside.
"Did you have a good time Sweetheart?" My mom asked.
"Yeah, it was a lot of fun." I replied. I didn't try to hide what Noah and I had been doing on the porch. My mussed hair, wrinkled uniform, lips puffy from some bruising kisses, all pointed to what happened. Even if she didn't hear us through the door, she might have been able to watch us on the door cam.
That hadn't occurred to me until now, not that I thought my mother was a voyeur, but the security company? I had no idea who was monitoring our security. Hopefully not a perv. I got upstairs and got ready for bed. I was too tired to even take Nagini out of her cage and cuddle with her. She looked upset, so I promised that both Sandra and I would cuddle with her when Sandra came over tomorrow night. She seemed happier after I told her that.
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Saturday evenings with Sandra meant Saturday mornings with Carla.
"Good morning, Carla!" I said happily.
"Good morning, Kayleigh. You seem in a good mood this morning."
"I am, we won our game last night. Coach Tanaka looked like he saw god when the final whistle blew."
"I'm happy for you. And how have you been?"
"Personally? I've been great. I have a boyfriend and a girlfriend and both of them get along with the other. My friend Matt apologized for grabbing me so we're friends again. We won our first cheerleading competition, the next one is state level and I think we'll be able to take that one too. Coach Sylvester is tough and a bitch, but she does know how to make a winning team. Glee, glee isn't so good. Coach has split the group and none of us are happy about it."
"Sorry to hear that. Let's get back to your personal life. You said you have a boyfriend and a girlfriend that get along? Tell me a little about that."
If she wasn't my Psychologist, I'd think she got off on hearing about my sex life.
"It's kinda murky? Sandra and I were what Noah calls 'friends with benefits', not that there's been a lot of benefits. And the most Noah and I have done is make out with a little exploring on his part. Nowhere too intimate, but he has given me hickeys where they can't be seen. We've talked about sharing each other and, at least right now, it seems to be working.
Sandra's coming over tonight and spending the night so I'm not sure what will happen. I don't seem to be as attracted to her as I am Noah, but I'm still curious. Noah and I have an agreement, kind of a bet, where if he gets all 'As' on his tests next week we'll sleep together again. Naked this time."
"And how do you feel about being naked in bed with Noah if he wins?"
"Well, he did say that we didn't have to do anything, but with how our make out sessions have been going we probably will. How far we'll go I don't know, but mom says to be safe and be prepared. We've already slept in the same bed twice so far. Both times were kinda last minute things and all we did was sleep... in our clothes."
"But how does it make you feel?" She insisted.
I sighed. So much for easy answers. "Kinda scared, but also excited?"
"That's perfectly normal. Now you mentioned that you don't feel as close to Sandra as you do Noah."
I knew what she wanted, but it wasn't easy. "I love them both, but I'm more attracted to Noah than I am Sandra. I don't want to hurt either of them, but if I had to choose, I'd choose Noah. What do you think?"
"I'm not going to tell you what to do. But, like I said before, you're at the age where you'll tend to experiment. If you find out that you don't like girls in that way, then be honest with Sandra."
I nodded. It's what I'd planned to do anyway.
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We left Sandra's mom and mine downstairs while we headed up to my room, with Sandra carrying a large suitcase. I surprised her when I opened the bottom drawer of my dresser that I'd cleaned out for her, so she didn't have to pull everything out of a suitcase. The hug and kiss I got was well worth the effort of finding other places to put all of the junk I'd had in that drawer. Some of it I'd thrown out, some I set aside to see if Sandra wanted any of it, the lube and condoms my mom had bought were now in the top drawer of the nightstand next to the side of the bed I usually slept on. And the dildo was now shoved to the back of the shelf at the top of my closet, still in its original packaging.
We all had dinner together and we all talked. I found out more about Sandra's family. Mr. Dietz tended to travel all over the country on different contracting jobs, some of which were for the government, so he was hardly ever home. They both missed him a lot and were looking forward to when he'd be back in a few weeks.
Mrs. Dietz couldn't stay and watch a movie with us after supper, but we did make plans for another spa day. We watched Jumper, a movie about a guy that could teleport. Later, after we'd gone back to my room, Sandra and I talked excitedly about how great it would be to be able to teleport. Imagine, being able to sleep for an extra 30 minutes in the morning. We sat around doing our nails again, French tips this time around. Talking about the tests next week. She was a lot more relaxed since she realized she knew the material and didn't need to stress out about it.
We were in the middle of talking about boys, mainly Noah, when my mom walked in and wished us goodnight, giving us both hugs and kisses on the cheeks. It made Sandra feel more at home when my mom did that. After she'd left, closing the door behind her. We started talking about boys again, but in a little more detail. We changed into our night clothes; this time I changed in front of her. I hadn't worn panties and a sleep shirt to bed since Noah and my agreement, preferring to sleep nude now. But I wasn't sure how Sandra would take that.
"... at the door, his mouth on mine, one of his hands up my top and squeezing my boob through my bra, while his other hand is on my ass, his fingers covering my crack. And it wasn't until I'd gotten inside that I realized that the door camera could probably see everything we were doing. I trust my mom, but how do I know there isn't some security guard perving on the video?"
"Ew. Yeah, I can see it! Some old guy in his 50's, grossly overweight and with a bald spot, pulling on his teeny cock while seeing two hot kids tongue wrestle."
"Gross Sandra! Now I have that image in my head. Thanks a lot!"
I saw her make a decision and she crawled over to where I was. Still on her hands and knees, our noses almost touching, she whispered, "How about I give you some different images to think about?"
I swallowed hard. I wasn't a genius, but I was almost certain what she was talking about.
"W... what images we... were you thinking about?" I asked, super nervous.
"This for one." And she kissed me. It was a soft but serious kiss. Sandra didn't demand, she simply asked for permission. Her tongue flicked out and licked along my lips. I opened my mouth giving her access. It was a slow, gentle kiss, but passionate. I loved Sandra and her kisses, but I was wanting more, I just wasn't the type to initiate things. Well, not much. As we kissed, Sandra slowly moved forward, forcing me back until I was laying on the floor. Still on her hands and knees over me, our mouths moving against each other's, I felt her hand reach under my sleep shirt. I moaned and she took that as her cue to continue.
Knowing I was ticklish, she softly, yet firmly, ran her hand over my stomach and up until her hand was cupping my boob. We were breathing heavily, my heart racing, and suddenly, there wasn't enough air to breath. We moved our lips apart, but she started in on my neck as she began to squeeze my boob much like Noah had yesterday, but without my bra in the way. I gasped when she licked my earlobe and her thumb found my rock-hard nipple, flicking it back and forth, making me squirm.
"G... god. Sandra." I whispered breathlessly. She was making me feel so good. My mind almost blew when she grasped my nipple between her thumb and finger, pulling and twisting it.
"GOD!" I cried out, the slight pain of it just enhancing the pleasure I was feeling. I whimpered when her hand left my breast, but I stopped when she grabbed my hand and put it under her shirt and over her own boob, I understood. Her hand was back on my other boob, pulling and twisting while I did the same to her. Our moans merged together, and it was such a high. Sandra reached down and snatched her sleep shirt off, quickly followed by her stripping mine off. I lay there, Sandra looming over me, both of us clad only in our panties.
She started kissing me down my neck again, then along my collarbone, before heading down. I was gasping and grunting and moaned loudly when her lips kissed the valley between my breasts. She was making me feel so good, I kept fumbling while playing with her breasts.
"OH GOD!" I cried out when her lips pulled at my nipple, sending electric jolts straight to my crotch. She sucked it into her mouth and my body jerked.
"Ghh, gah, ah, oh. Mmmm. G... god." I stammered as her tongue flickered over my nipple. I looked down to see her lips locked onto my boob, neither my nipple nor my areola visible, the entirety of it in her hot, wet, mouth. She pulled her head back, sucking hard, both my nipple and boob stretching out until there was a 'pop' and my boob fell back to its normal shape. Except for my nipple, it was now even harder and slightly larger than the other.
Instead of feasting on my other nipple like I'd hoped, she grabbed her boob and pushed it at my face. Not needing any other prompting, I held it with both hands, the fleshy mound warm in my palms, and brought the nipple to my lips. I saw and felt her arm move, so I looked past her 'C' cup breasts and observed her hand deep in her panties. From the movement of her arm, I could tell she had her fingers inside of her pussy and was finger fucking herself. It was exceedingly erotic seeing that and I tackled her breasts with abandon, licking and sucking, treating her boobs just like she had mine.
I raised my eyes up to look at Sandra and I could see her eyebrows furrowed in pleasure. Her face got more and more intense, so I regained the seal on her nipple, flicking my tongue over it and sucking like I was a starving child. My other hand grasped her other nipple between my thumb and finger, pulling hard on her other one much like her mouth had done mine. Then I twisted it a little as I pulled.
"GOD! OH GOD! UHGGGGMMMM" Sandra screamed as her body began shaking, her chest falling onto mine. I wrapped my arms around her and let her come down from her orgasm, her hand still in her panties and her arm trapped between our bodies. It wasn't easy to breathe with her on top of me and I was curious how heavy Noah would be.
It couldn't have been more than a minute before she groaned and rolled off of me, pulling her fingers out of her panties at the same time. I could see her fingers glistening with her fluids and was captivated by it. Especially when I saw her moving her fingers up until it was just in front of my face. I could smell the slightly musky scent of her and found that I loved it. My eyes were locked on her fingers, watching a droplet starting to fall when Sandra spoke.
"Open your mouth girlfriend." She ordered.
My heart skipped a beat and my breath caught, but I eagerly did as she commanded. When I opened my mouth, she stuck them in until her fingertips were touching the back of my throat. I tasted her then, a smoky, savory taste that I really liked.
"Clean them girl!"
"Mmmm." I said and started sucking and licking her fingers until she pulled them out. Then she kissed me, her tongue swiping all over my mouth as if trying to get any of her juices that might be remaining. We held each other, both of us in our own afterglow, thinking that maybe next time I could taste her direct from the source. If she wanted me to. I hope.
"I need to take a shower and clean up." She said after a while.
"We could take one together." I told her.
I'd never done that before, but my boy bits didn't really bother me anymore and, after the intimacy we'd just shared I didn't think it would be a problem. Her grin was all the incentive I needed. We stripped down and Sandra barely glanced at my male parts. She did remark on something else though.
"You shave your snatch?"
I was a little defensive because I hadn't made any comments about her pubes. "I've never liked hair down there; I don't know why."
I guess she noticed so she said "It's okay! I kinda like it. I might even shave mine too."
We showered together, enjoying each other's company, giggling and kissing. Talking about boys again. We lay in each other's arms as sleep overtook us, only clad in our panties. My last clear thought was that I wished Noah was here with us.