Love on Liberty

by M. J. Williamz

  “I don’t know,” Dolly said.

  “What do you mean you don’t know?”

  “I don’t know,” Dolly repeated. “Sometimes I think maybe there is something wrong with me. Maybe if I met the right man, I could settle down and be happy.”

  “Not me,” Tommy said. “I’m a lesbian. I couldn’t be happy with a man, nor could I make a man happy. I’m a lesbian and there’s nothing wrong with me. I simply love women and not men.”

  “And you think that’s perfectly okay despite what society says?”

  “I do. I think society has some pretty fucked up views of a lot of things. Homosexuality being one of them.”

  “But if you weren’t gay, then what?” Dolly asked. “Then would you still think it was okay?”

  “I’d like to think so. I believe in equality for everyone, black, white, or gay.”

  “I wish I was as strong as you, Tommy.”

  Tommy sat holding her hands while she tried to stomach this latest information.

  “So, baby, are you telling me that while you’re away, I need to worry about men as well as women stealing you away?”

  “I don’t think so,” Dolly said. “I only want to be with you.”

  “But if you found a nice man, it would be easier for you and you’d settle down with him, right?”

  “That’s not fair. That’s like me saying if you find a beautiful woman you’ll leave me for her.”

  “That’s not even close to the same thing.”

  “It is. Either we promise to be true to each other or we don’t. Man, woman, it doesn’t matter. Faithfulness to each other means complete faithfulness.”

  “I suppose that’s true,” Tommy said. “But it still bothers me that you think you could be happy with a man if you’re planning on spending the rest of your life with me.”

  “But I didn’t meet a man before I met you. You’re the one I love and you’re the one I want to spend my life with.”

  “Okay,” Tommy said. “I just really want to know you’re sure about this.”

  “I’ve never been more sure about anything.”

  Tommy got up and lit the joint again, needing to relax anew. She also poured herself a bourbon and took a glass of wine to Dolly. She sat in the chair at the desk and put her feet on the bed next to Dolly.

  “Do you want some of this?” She waved the joint in the air.

  “Please.”

  Tommy handed it to Dolly who took one hit and then another.

  “I want to get really stoned.”

  “You will if you keep doing that.”

  Dolly took one more long drag before handing it back to Tommy.

  “Shit, baby, you’re gonna be a mess.”

  “Oh, well.”

  Tommy laughed at Dolly. She liked it when Dolly was carefree. She liked it when she herself wasn’t stressed about life. Normally she wasn’t. She got worked up about issues and fought like hell for what was right, but she wasn’t stressed. She didn’t believe in it. And staying stoned was one way to stay that way.

  Dolly was mumbling something that Tommy couldn’t understand.

  “What did you say, baby?”

  “Huh?”

  “I couldn’t understand you.”

  “I didn’t say anything.”

  “Sure you did. You mumbled something.”

  Dolly started laughing. She laughed so hard she couldn’t breathe, and Tommy got worried about her.

  “Are you okay?”

  Dolly nodded as she rolled over to her side and wrapped her arms around herself, still laughing.

  Tommy started laughing, too. She didn’t know what was so funny to Dolly, but Dolly was certainly funny enough to make Tommy crack up. Soon there were tears pouring down Tommy’s face and her stomach hurt from laughing. She tried to stop, to catch her breath, but then their gazes met and they both started laughing all over again.

  Tommy felt like a child, giggling uncontrollably or at least a teenager who couldn’t hold her pot. But Dolly was enjoying herself and that was all that mattered. They continued laughing until Tommy deliberately avoided eye contact with Dolly.

  “Wow. That was fun.”

  “Yes, it was. I want always to feel this way, Tommy. Maybe I should take some marijuana on the ship with me.”

  “That’d be one way to get kicked off and come back to me sooner,” Tommy said.

  “I know. But it sure would make work more fun.”

  “Well, I can get you some if you’re serious.”

  “I can’t take that chance. If it weren’t for that smell, I might just try it, but it reeks.”

  “Yeah it does. Too bad. I wouldn’t mind you taking some with you.”

  “I’d be laughing at horribly inappropriate times, I’m sure.”

  “Yeah, that wouldn’t be cool.”

  “Why are you sitting over on the chair? Shouldn’t you be on the bed with me?” Dolly said.

  “I suppose I should.”

  Tommy set her drink down and took Dolly’s away from her. She sat next to her again and held her face in her hands.

  “I love you so much.” She kissed Dolly lightly on the lips.

  “I love you, too.”

  Tommy kissed her again, then kissed her cheek and sucked on her earlobe.

  “You taste so good.” She nuzzled deep against her neck. Dolly leaned back and moaned.

  Tommy eased her onto her back and unbuttoned her blouse. She opened it up and played with Dolly’s breasts through the confines of her bra. She kissed her cleavage, aroused further by the soft skin. She reflected, yet again, on the perfection of Dolly’s body. She loved every curve.

  She teased Dolly’s nipples so that her bra cups looked like little tents. She knew her nipples were hard and ready for her mouth. Still, she held off unhooking her bra. She ran her hand down her belly and slipped her fingers just inside Dolly’s waistband. She felt her muscles ripple in anticipation. Her own nipples hardened at Dolly’s response.

  Tommy wanted to go slow, to take her time and really make it last. She didn’t know if she’d be able to as her desire was growing with each passing second. But she wanted tonight to be special, even if they were both stoned out of their minds.

  The room was silent, save for the clock on the nightstand. Every move Tommy made seemed to shatter the silence, only to have it coalesce and return. She finally reached around Dolly, unhooked her bra and freed her breasts. She caught them in her hands and pushed them together. She buried her face between them as she turned her head from side to side to kiss them. They felt wonderful against her cheeks. She wanted to stay like that forever. She pressed Dolly’s breasts against her face, molding them to her.

  “Does that really feel that good?” Dolly asked.

  “You have no idea.”

  “Good. I want you to feel good.”

  “Does it feel good to you?” Tommy said.

  “It really does.”

  “Right on.”

  Tommy stayed like that for a few more minutes before surrendering the breasts and taking a nipple in her mouth. She loved the feel of the large nipple pressed to the roof of her mouth. She sucked as hard as she could and elicited a groan from Dolly. Tommy ran her tongue over the tip of the nipple as she sucked and felt Dolly squirm underneath her. She didn’t dare move her mouth, so she dragged her hand down the length of Dolly’s body and stopped where her legs met.

  “Why are you stopping?” Dolly said.

  “Just because.”

  “Because why?”

  “Because I know you want me and I want to drag this out.”

  “Didn’t anyone ever tell you it’s not nice to tease?” Dolly said.

  “Ah, but sometimes it’s fun.”

  Dolly pulled away from Tommy and quickly stripped off the rest of her clothes. She lay back down and surrendered her body to Tommy.

  Tommy went back to suckling Dolly as she ran her fingers over Dolly’s hard clit. The feeling of slick warmth made her light headed. She didn’
t want to get Dolly off too soon, so she rubbed lightly for a few moments before she moved her fingers inside. She stroked Dolly slowly as she plunged her fingers deep.

  “Please. I need more,” Dolly said.

  Tommy smiled to herself. She knew what Dolly needed, but wasn’t going to give it to her. Not yet.

  She continued to stroke Dolly until Dolly was bucking on the bed, urging Tommy to pump faster, which she did not do. Instead, she pulled out and went back to Dolly’s clit.

  “You’re making me crazy,” Dolly said. “I need to come.”

  “So soon?” Tommy said.

  “Yes. Please.”

  “Okay,” Tommy said. She sucked hard on the nipple again while she rubbed Dolly’s swollen clit.

  Dolly tangled her fingers in Tommy’s hair as she moved against her fingers. She was gyrating her hips frantically, seeking release. At last Tommy gave up and moved to just above her clit, the place she knew to be Dolly’s favorite and pressed into it.

  Dolly screamed as the waves of the orgasm crashed over her. She barely had time to catch her breath when Tommy slid her fingers back inside her and stroked her fast and deep. Dolly arched off the bed, meeting every thrust.

  Tommy increased her pace, going faster and faster until she knew Dolly was teetering. She felt her insides quiver around her fingers. She sucked harder on her nipple and moved her fingers as deep as they could go.

  Dolly pressed Tommy’s head into her chest as she came again and again. And again.

  “Oh, my God,” Dolly said. “That was amazing.”

  “Mm.” Tommy released her grip on Dolly’s nipple. “It really was.”

  “I can’t get over how you make me feel,” Dolly said.

  “How so? I mean, I know I make you come and all, but what else is there?”

  “I don’t know if I can explain it. It’s so intense. You make me see different colors when I come. It’s like I leave my body and watch until it’s time to come. Then I float back and then explode into a million little pieces when I climax.”

  “I don’t know, baby. That may just be the pot.”

  “I don’t think so. I think it’s something in the way you love me.”

  “Well, I’d love to take credit, but I really don’t think I can.”

  “I think you should. Please. It’s only ever happened with you.”

  “Well then, thank you. I’m happy to do it. I have to say, you’re one of the most fun women I’ve ever been with.”

  “Yeah? How so?”

  “You’re so responsive. Regardless of where I touch, you respond sexually. I think that’s great.”

  “Should I be embarrassed?”

  “Only if you’re that way with everyone.” Tommy laughed. “No. You should definitely not be embarrassed. It’s groovy that you’re that into me. It makes me feel good.”

  “Now, will you do me a favor?” Dolly said.

  “Anything.”

  “Take your clothes off so I can ravish your body.”

  “Gladly.”

  Tommy stood on unsteady legs. Making love to Dolly always aroused her to the point of shakiness. She managed to get her shirt off.

  “What’s wrong? Are you okay?” Dolly said.

  “I’m fine. Just a little, no, a lot, horny.”

  “Ah, good.”

  Dolly lay back on the bed and watched Tommy. Tommy was very aware of Dolly’s naked body on display. She tried to step out of her jeans, but almost fell. When she looked over and saw Dolly absently stroking herself, she almost came on the spot.

  “That’s not fair,” Tommy said.

  “What’s not?” Dolly pretended to be innocent.

  “You can’t touch yourself like that. Not when I’m having a hard enough time getting my clothes off.”

  “I thought maybe it would help you do it quicker.”

  “No. I’m already unsteady ‘cause I’m so horny. Seeing you do that is making me crazy. You need to stop right now.”

  “But it feels so good,” Dolly said.

  “Oh shit.”

  Tommy sat on the bed and stripped off her pants, no longer trusting her legs. Once she was naked, she stood again and looked at Dolly whose eyes had closed. She was clearly enjoying herself.

  Tommy watched Dolly’s fingers work their magic between her legs. She knew exactly what Dolly was feeling, every drop of slickness, every swollen part. She wanted to help her but knew it was too late. Dolly was past help. She was going to get herself off and all Tommy could do was watch.

  Dolly stroked her clit and the area around it over and over. Tommy knew she had to be close. She felt moisture trickle down her own leg while watching. There was nothing sexier than watching a woman please herself. She watched as Dolly’s breathing became labored. She heard the mewling sounds Dolly always made right before she came. She finally watched Dolly squeeze her eyes shut as she cried out.

  “Oh God. Oh dear God. Oh yes.”

  Tommy laid on the bed with her and pulled her close.

  “You know, you’re about the sexiest woman I’ve ever met,” Tommy said.

  “Really? Because I feel kind of embarrassed now.”

  “Why?”

  “Well, seeing you all discombobulated was really cute and I thought it would be fun to make it even worse for you. So I touched myself. I didn’t expect to take it all the way.”

  “But you did and it was sexy as all hell.”

  “I’m glad you think so. I’m still a little embarrassed.”

  “Don’t be. All you did was turn me on even more. And wasn’t that the goal?”

  “I suppose it was. At least to start. At the end the goal was to come.” she laughed.

  “And you are so sexy when you come,” Tommy said.

  “So are you,” Dolly said.

  “Am I?”

  “Yes, you are.” She rolled on top of Tommy and kissed her. “I love to see you come.”

  “Good. Because I love to come.” Tommy laughed.

  “Don’t we all?” Dolly said.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Dolly kissed Tommy hard on the mouth, hoping to convey all her desire and appreciation and love in just one kiss. When the kiss ended, it took Tommy a moment to open her eyes.

  “Wow,” she said. “That was some kiss.”

  “I wanted you to know how I feel,” Dolly said shyly.

  “Baby, I know how you feel.”

  “I want you to be sure.”

  “Then show me,” Tommy said.

  Dolly knew Tommy was past being ready for her. She knew she needed her and Dolly was ready to please her, to take her to new limits of passion. She ran her hand down Tommy’s sleek frame, pausing to play with her breasts as she did. She kneaded them and pinched the nipples until they were rock hard and standing at attention. Then she lowered her mouth and pulled one in.

  While she suckled, she moved her hand between Tommy’s legs. She wanted to tease her some more, but didn’t think that would be fair, so she slipped her fingers inside her and caressed her satin walls. She found Tommy’s soft spot and paid extra attention to it. Soon, Tommy clamped hard around her fingers as she came for her.

  Dolly moved her fingers to Tommy’s clit and rubbed lightly.

  “I’m too sensitive,” Tommy protested.

  “What about like this?”

  Dolly separated her fingers and stroked her with one finger on either side of Tommy’s clit. That seemed to do the trick. She saw Tommy gripping the sheets as she arched off the bed, gurgled something incomprehensible, then fall back onto the bed a limp mess.

  While Tommy fought to catch her breath, Dolly snuggled into her arms.

  “You know, I’m going to miss all this lovemaking,” she said.

  “Tell me about it,” Tommy said. She pulled Dolly close.

  “I think I may even go into withdrawals.” Dolly laughed.

  “I know I will.”

  “I love you so much,” Dolly said. Somehow it didn’t feel like saying it was enough. And she�
��d just shown her. But it still felt empty. “I don’t know. I just don’t know how to convey it to you. You know, just how much you mean to me.”

  “Baby, I know exactly what I mean to you, because it’s the same as what you mean to me.”

  “I hope so. I feel like words are so hollow sometimes. They’re only words. And sex is great, but do you really feel the intensity of my emotions?”

  “I do feel it. And it’s not just during lovemaking. It’s when we’re together anywhere. Out to dinner or at museums. Not necessarily at the amusement park, but that was different.”

  “I’m sorry I got so weird today.”

  “It’s okay. For now, society insists we keep our love behind closed doors. And I love what we do behind closed doors.”

  She kissed the top of Dolly’s head.

  Dolly rolled over and propped herself up. She looked Tommy in the eye.

  “If you were with someone besides me, would you be more open in public?”

  “Like hold hands and stuff? Hell no. I have no desire to be lynched. I tell you, I believe it will be a nonissue someday, but that day is not here yet. But would I freak out like you did, just to be seen with another woman? No. I don’t think anyone has any idea that we’re lovers just because we’re at an amusement park together.”

  “But we’ve been together for three straight days. Wouldn’t you think people would talk?”

  “Who’s to talk? It’s not like we see the same people everywhere we go. The office manager probably pops a boner every time he thinks about the two of us sharing a room, but he’s the only one.”

  “Ew. That’s disgusting.”

  Tommy laughed.

  “Yeah, it really is. But my point is, no one knows so no one cares. You just need to relax. And tomorrow we’re goin’ out again. But no pot for you beforehand. I don’t want any paranoia.”

  “I’m sorry again. I didn’t mean to ruin your day.”

  “You didn’t, baby. But I know it wasn’t any fun for you to be feeling that way.”

  “No, it really wasn’t,” Dolly said. “I just felt like everyone was looking at us and everyone knew.”

  “And in reality, I’d bet no one even noticed us, much less gave us a second glance.”

  “I’m sure you’re right. I won’t get stoned tomorrow so I’ll be able to relax and have fun.”