Mary’s boldness didn’t surprise her, only spurned her further. Her free hand came up to tangle in Mary’s curly hair, holding her to her. They breathed together, teeth nicking against each other’s lips. Kari felt too hot, even considering her clothing wasn’t even warm – but her skin radiated it and made her body shudder as Mary nibbled a bit at her bottom lip.
“Can I touch you?” Mary asked her, voice rough. The initial reaction was to say no – they couldn’t, not here. But Kari wanted it. It was hard to deny how much her attraction had boomed given Mary’s reciprocation.
“Please,” she said. “I want you to.”
The movie was forgotten. Mary went back to kissing her, and her hand slid up under her shirt. Kari’s stomach tightened at the feel of Mary’s fingers against her, slipping across smooth, pretty skin. Up, up they explored, until Mary cupped her breast. Kari pressed into the touch, enjoying the sensation.
She knew that she should have stopped her, but it felt too good. When Mary tugged at the cups of her bra, pulling it down to expose her breasts under her shirt, she only gasped against Mary’s lips, moaning when Mary’s fingers found one of her nipples. Her thumb rolled over it, making it pert and hard in no time. It had been so long since someone else had had their hands on her, she shifted in her seat, thighs rubbing together as the ache between her legs grew with the sensations at her nipple. Mary seemed to realize this, and as she kept Kari’s mouth claimed, she slid her hand up under Kari’s skirt, parting her legs willingly.
Though Kari wasn’t inexperienced, going this far in such a public place was foreign to her. It was different… exciting. She didn’t stop Mary when her fingers slid along her wet panties, and certainly didn’t say no when Mary nudged them to the side. A hushed whimper left her as Mary let her fingers play at the wetness of her lips, teasing the plump, soaked flesh before she teased at the excited bud just above her sickened folds.
Pleasure shot through Kari, and she broke away from Mary with a gasp as Mary’s fingers concentrated on that little pleasure spot.
“Oh god… Mary…” Her brows knitted together, lip bitten. Mary kissed those bit lips, fingers playing between her legs and pinching at her nipple, causing a dual sensation that made her squirm in her seat.
“When this movie’s over, I want to taste you,” Mary said against her mouth. “Properly. With my face between your legs.”
Kari didn’t even have the sense to register that, with Mary sinking her fingers into heat. She shuddered, sliding down a little in her seat to accommodate Mary’s fingers deeper, deeper inside her. Kari had to keep her lips pressed against Mary, or she surely would have made far too much noise, even for their empty theatre. Mary’s fingers strummed inside her, pressing against her sweet spots as her free fingers flicked over her pleasurable bud between her legs. It built and built, making Kari’s thighs shake as Mary guided her through her completion, breathing hard and moaning softly.
“Oh…”
“Shhh, I’ve got you,” Mary said, kissing her as she stroked inside her a little more, before easing her fingers out of her. In a move that made Kari flush, Mary brought her fingers up to her lips, licking them clean. “I think I should apologize for moving so fast but you’re a hard woman to keep hands off of,” she said, nuzzling against Kari as she straightened out her panties and fixed up her bra. Kari laughed.
“I didn’t tell you I didn’t want it, and I didn’t want you to stop. I think we’re both culpable,” she said. She pressed her face into Mary’s shoulder. “We’re like high school teenagers, you realize? Fooling around in a movie theatre. Did you even pay attention to the first part of this movie?”
“I’d rather be an exciting teen than a boring adult who has no fun,” Mary said with a laugh. “But if you’re not bothered, neither am I; I liked being able to make you feel good. And, ha.” Mary slid her arm over Kari’s shoulder. “I didn’t but I’ve seen this movie before. To be honest I had just planned on sneaking another kiss from you, but I think what I got was far better than that, don’t you?”
Kari smirked a little, the tingle between her legs still very much there.
“I can’t say I disagree,” she said, her own hand slipping between Mary’s legs. “I can’t say that at all.”
Kari didn’t know where she had found the boldness. In truth, she had never done something this daring in her life. But there was something thrilling in the way that Mary grinned at her in response to her hand going between her legs and if there had been an ounce of hesitation in her left, it was effectively gone. Aside from not wanting to have taken pleasure without giving in return… well. She couldn’t say that she didn’t want to make Mary squirm and moan, didn’t want to watch her as she made her come undone. It was only fair, wasn’t it? Show Mary just what she had experienced by giving it to her first hand.
She kissed Mary, tugging a little on her bottom lip as she did. Her fingers toyed and teased, sliding along the outside of Mary’s panties. The heat that was there was tantalizing, and as Mary began to rock her hips back and forth against her touches, an idea came to Kari.
“You think you can be on the lookout and be quiet while I do something?” she whispered. Mary chuckled.
“Depends on what you plan to do. I thought there was only so much that could be done in a movie theatre?” Kari smiled a little at her.
“No one’s around, remember? Besides… You gave me an idea and now I’m a little bit impatient.”
Before Mary could reply, Kari had slipped from her seat. Her heart beat in her chest, anticipation and lust coursing through her. it was certainly bold… certainly more than she had bargained for when she had planned this date with Mary, but there was little to be done about it at this point. She knew what she wanted, and they had done this much already.
She nestled comfortably between Mary’s thighs, pushing her skirt up so her lower half was exposed to her. Mary didn’t complain, didn’t even look surprised, so much as amused. Their eyes locked as Mary spread her legs a little more for Kari, and Kari smiled serenely as her hands smoothed over Mary’s thighs, dragging nails along her skin. In their wake, Kari left kisses, lips and teeth loving at Mary’s skin.
When she got to Mary’s panties, her hands slid beneath Mary’s rear, gripping a little before she tugged them down. There was a suppleness to Mary’s body that Kari enjoyed; she was thick-bodied, fleshy. It was something that Kari enjoyed immensely, and as soon as Mary’s panties were down by her ankles and out of the way, Kari nuzzled against her flesh, teeth going to bite a little into her thigh.
Mary gasped, squirming, and Kari took that as a cue to do it again. Bites and kisses, alternating, until Mary was rolling her hips against the feel of it.
“I didn’t realize you were such a little tease,” she breathed out. “I’m going to have to step up my game when we get home – you’re going to have me pulled along on a string if this is always how you handle your partners.”
Kari smiled to herself, but didn’t answer. She was an indulgent woman – she knew it, her past partners knew it. Usually she wasn’t so, so quickly… But they had gotten this far and it was hard for Kari to stop when she got going.
She kissed her way deeper against Mary, until her lips brushed against Mary’s sex. Mary groaned softly, as if trying to hold back the sound, but that only made Kari want her that much more. Her tongue flicked out, sliding over Mary’s slickened lips. There, her teeth grazed, soft just to tease sensation before Kari covered the parting of her flesh fully.
She reveled in the taste of Mary, as she buried her tongue inside of her. It was a clean taste, sweet almost, and the only thing better than having it on her tongue was the feeling of Mary’s hands in her hair, tugging and urging her on – needing more.
In, out, her tongue stroked and laved within Mary’s folds, into her womanhood. She kept her hands on Mary’s thighs – kept them apart so she had full access to her. Her tongue would slide in, and oh she’d moan just at the taste of Mary. Then, for added measure,
a flick of her tongue up, testing over the protruding bud of her sex.
At that, Mary truly gasped, thighs shaking, and Kari couldn’t help turn her attentions there. Her lips suckled around it, drawing it out, making it hard. She loved the way that it made Mary quiver, how she could feel the tremors of Mary’s body beneath her fingertips and there was nothing sweeter than the way that Mary moaned her name when she grazed her teeth every so sweetly over it.
“Oh… Kari. More…”
Her mouth at that sweet little pleasure bud, she obliged as she slid her fingers inside Mary’s now-soaked sex. Mary’s thighs tightened around her, and she could feel one of Mary’s feet drawn up, planted in her back amidst Mary’s pleasure. In response, Kari curled her fingers, stroking deep against the bundle of nerves just inside of Mary, wanting to pull out more and more of that from her, wanting to have Mary come undone.
And, that’s exactly what she did. As Kari worked over her more, mouth and tongue in tandem against her, Mary’s half-muffled moans became less and less restrained. It was a good thing they were alone – there was a point where Mary whined, so high and so sweet, it made Kari wet and her own insides pulse at how sinfully divine it was. If someone did come in, well. There would be no logical excuse for what was going on, but Kari didn’t have a mind to care.
Mary’s insides fluttered around her, her slickness flowing against Kari’s fingers as they worked in and out of her and her mouth and tongue sucked and laved at Mary’s most sensitive, intimate part. When her release came, she gasped, a swear on her lips as she continued to rock her hips against Kari’s ministrations.
“Kari… my god… I don’t know if want you to stop or keep going…” She panted, whining. Kari could venture a guess as to why… Mary had to be sensitive by now, especially after orgasm.
Smirking a little to herself, she withdrew her fingers from within Mary, but kept her mouth at the little bud of pleasure between Mary’s lips. Mary’s thighs shook more, clenched against her, but with her hands free she kept them open, spread wide as attention was paid solely to that sweet little bud.
Kari watched, eyes flicked up as Mary fought to stay quiet, biting into her hand as the other fisted in Kari’s hair. She would tug, pull, but never so much as to pull her away. Kari new the feeling well – the push of pleasure into over stimulation, the wild feeling of nerves firing off in every direction, the pounding, pleasurable ache deep within the womb.
She didn’t stop, even as Mary got dangerously loud, even when Mary’s fingers were so tight in her hair that it drew tears from her eyes. Her mouth and tongue sought to bring pleasure – and when Mary came again in fit of rocking hips and shaking thighs, the tingle in her scalp was more than entirely worth it.
***
Kari was used to secrecy, but this was the first time that she truly loathed having to use it.
More often than not, she saw couples through the town, holding hands, going on dates, whispering sweet nothings and exchanging sweet kisses. Things that she had resigned herself to doing in private, when no one was around to leer or judge. With Mary, though, there was a great, pressing desire that had her wanting nothing more than to show off the gem of a woman that she now called her girlfriend. Their dates were discrete – an outing of two female friends with gossip on their lips, to those on the outside looking in – and many at the school merely assumed that they were two teachers who hit it off due to their academic interests.
It was something that Kari had never lamented on heavily. Things were the way they were, and she had known from a young age that it wasn’t likely to change anytime soon. The more time she spent with Mary, though, always having to hold back how she truly wanted to be, made her think more seriously about how she wanted to proceed with their relationship. Their time together increased, their intimacies passionate and frequent as them spending time together was. They couldn’t get enough of each other, and while Kari often laughed at the fact that Mary compared them to ‘horny teens’ often, she knew that they could rely on that forever.
They lay naked together one evening, after a dinner date in front of Mary’s television with Mary grading term papers and Kari going through art portfolios and writing critiques. Mary’s head was snug on Kari’s chest. Kari found her fingers twining and winding through Mary’s hair, playing with the curls that were there and coiling them between her digits.
“Have you ever been out before?” she asked, suddenly. Mary looked up at her.
“You mean, has anyone ever known that I was gay before? Yeah.”
“What is it like?”
Mary looked at her for a moment, as she did sometimes, with that tilt to her head that Kari knew meant she was thinking on how to respond to something. She smiled a little.
“Very freeing,” she said. “Like… a huge weight is off of you and you can just be yourself. It’s like… before you’re carrying a huge lie. And you have to worry about who you’ve told the lie and how many people know the truth and you have to keep up with everything you’re doing that makes people believe your lie. When you let that go there’s none of that. Some people might not like the truth, but that’s not your problem; you’ve got that huge weight off your shoulders and there’s nothing better than that.”
Mary shifted, turning to snuggle and wrap her arms around Kari.
“Have you never been out?” she asked softly. Kari bit her lip. It was unspoken between the two of them at that point, that they had to keep their relationship secret, and out of the limelight. Mary knew that where she came from was not that town that she was in currently; it would be wise to not test that.
With a sigh, Kari answered. “Never. Not even my family know. They think that I’m just… very into teaching and don’t have a lot of time for men –”
“To be fair you don’t, all wrapped up in me and what I want to get out of you,” Mary teased. Kari shoved her playfully.
“You know what I mean. But… no. My father was a very religious man and my mother always agreed with whatever he said… even if it meant changing his own viewpoints and he never looked favorably on gay people, or really anyone different from him and how he was raised. He liked to blame all the problems the world faced on ‘puffed up city folk and the degenerates.’”
She sighed, lips pressed to Mary’s hair before rolling them, so Mary was beneath her. Mary’s legs spread, accommodating her comfortably between them. Idly, Kari’s hands roamed over Mary’s bare flesh. The first time they had slept together, Kari had marveled at how warm and soft Mary felt to her. Skin supple, her body curved and thick. She liked to touch her, like this. It didn’t have to lead anywhere – sometimes it did, others not. But it brought her a comfort that she cherished every second she could have it.
“Do you think… at some point maybe… we can be out?” she asked tentatively, sliding her hand from Mary’s collarbone, over her breast. Mary pressed into the touch, sliding her fingers over Kari’s as she was touched.
“Is that something you’re ready for?” Mary asked after a moment. “I know what it’s like to be out, I’ve handled it before. But this is where you grew up… Are you sure that’s something you want? With me? It’s a serious thing, you know.”
Kari nodded. They hadn’t been together for long… but she didn’t want this to just be some impassioned fling.
“I’m serious… it’s what I want and if you’re serious too, I would like people to know, eventually. It doesn’t have to be tomorrow or even this month or this year… but it’s something I’m open to.”
Mary smiled up at her.
“One step at time. I’ll be right here with you.”
The thought comforted Kari, more than thought that it would. Many times in the past, such a thing would be said – but it was always hard to truly gauge how true that was for people. It was easy to say that someone would be there… easy to claim it so boldly. Kari was guilty of doing it herself, she’d admit.
This was the first time it felt like it’d actually be possible, however.
Without much thought, her lips pressed sweetly against Mary’s. A soft melding of flesh, that’s all it was, until their lips parted. Kari moaned lowly against Mary’s mouth, her fingers threading and gripping in Mary’s hair. She could feel Mary’s want against her – the tempting heat that rubbed up against her own slickened, wet sex when Mary raised her hips to her.
“Ah…”
It was bliss – utter, complete bliss, being wrapped up in Mary’s arms. As their passion mounted, Kari found herself rocking back against Mary, the sweet lips of their sex sliding along the other, melding like one. Wanting more of it all – the contact, the feeling of heat against her own – Kari drew back only to position herself properly, legs splayed over Mary’s so the angle was better, so they could truly pleasure each other like that.
As Kari rocked her hips fully against Mary’s, every inch of their parting flesh touching and sliding against the other, touches teasing and pleasuring the sensitive buds between their lips, Kari took in the sight of her lover. Mary’s back arched, hips eagerly rolling up to meet hers. She was a beauty, her curve accentuated by the position, breasts pert and round, undulating with the movements of Mary’s body.
She was beautiful. Kari couldn’t help but think it. The way her head tilted back when her sweet places were touched just right, the hitches of breath when sensitivity began to take over. Mary’s skin sheened with sweat, beads rolling over the dips and curves of her.
It just made Kari want her more.
She leaned down, taking a breast within her mouth. A nipple was sucked between her lips, grazed against her teeth and the way Mary’s body arched into her in reaction had her moaning against the supple flesh.
“Mm… Kari…”
Mary’s moans were intoxication, the sweetest of liquors to the mind. In the wake of them, Kari kissed her way up from Mary’s breast, to catch those sweet moans against her tongue. Mary wrapped around her, bodies enveloped together, sweat and pleasure mixing together. Faster, harder, panting and whining together as their bodies shook with the intensity of it all.
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