by Joy Argento
Hope pushed her pants down, taking her panties with them. They hung at her ankles for a moment before she stepped out of them.
The only thing that stood in way of the two women being totally naked was the opened robe. Hope slipped her hands in between the fluffy material and Carrie’s shoulders. She pushed the robe off Carrie. It joined the rest of the discarded clothes on the floor.
Hope’s brown eyes stared into Carrie’s green eyes as she eased Carrie backwards towards the bed. Carrie sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled her legs up bringing her body completely on the bed. Her eyes never left Hope’s as Hope leaned over her until Hope’s lips touched hers. Both women closed their eyes as lips met and tongues collided.
Carrie laid back and pulled Hope down on top of her. Carrie’s body trembled with hot desire. Her arms reached around Hope and her hands settled on Hope’s rear, squeezing the flesh and pulling her in closer as Carrie spread her legs allowing Hope to settle in between them.
Hope slowed her kissing. “I don’t want to rush this,” she whispered. “I want to savor making love to you.” Her hands were in Carrie’s hair, her fingers running through the long blond locks.
Carrie wrapped her legs around Hope’s, forcing them to open wider creating more contact between Hope’s wetness and her own. She rocked her pelvis against Hope. Causing Hope let out a low groan. Carrie’s kiss caught the sound before it escaped into the air.
Hope’s lips left Carrie’s mouth and traveled to her ear. She licked the edge of Carrie’s ear before sucking an earlobe into her mouth.
Carrie’s breath was coming in ragged gasps as Hope’s pelvic movements began to match her own. Carrie’s fingers dug into the flesh on Hope’s backside as she held on tightly.
Hope’s mouth released Carrie’s earlobe, and her tongue traced a wet trail down her neck. She pushed herself up on her elbows creating space between their bodies so her mouth could work it’s way farther down. She rolled off Carrie to gain better access to Carrie’s breasts with her mouth. She ran her tongue across one breast and back again stopping to suck a hardened nipple into her mouth.
Carrie’s heels dug in the mattress as Hope’s fingers ran through her slick wetness and entered her.
“I love how wet you are,” Hope whispered. Her fingers moved rhythmically as Carrie’s hips rose to meet them. Hope’s mouth once again went to Carrie’s erect nipples. She tugged gently with her teeth and then let her tongue go to work. Her fingers kept a steady rhythm in Carrie’s wet center. Carrie felt her body heat rise higher as her breath quickened and held completely as an orgasm ripped through her.
Hope slowed her movement as she felt Carrie’s body react and tighten around her fingers. Hope’s mouth continued to bath Carrie’s nipples with her tongue. Carrie’s arms were around Hope, holding on tight as if she was trying to keep from rising off the bed.
Hope removed her hand slowly as Carrie’s body came down from the crest. Carrie lifted Hope’s head from her breast and brought it up to her face. She kissed her passionately, plunging her tongue into Hope’s mouth.
“Wow,” was all Carrie could say as she pulled her mouth from Hope’s.
“Wow,” Hope repeated. She wrapped her arms around Carrie and held her tight.
Carrie’s breathing and heartbeat slowly returned to normal. She lay quiet in the comfort of Hope’s arms for several minutes. Hope gently raked the back of her fingernails across Carrie’s stomach and chest.
Slowly Carrie began planting small kisses on Hope’s neck. Her hands began to wander over Hope’s body. She stroked her breast and ran her hand over Hope’s nipple, feeling it harden beneath her palm. She sucked lightly on Hope’s shoulder, as her hand found it’s way downward, rubbing over the dark patch of hair. Hope sucked in a sudden breath at the touch.
Carrie’s fingers slipped through the wet folds, causing Hope’s body to shudder. Carrie stopped moving her hand and whispered to Hope. “Are you okay? Is this all right?”
Hope had trouble speaking. “Oh my God, yes. This is perfect. You are perfect.”
Carried once again began the strokes, increasing the pressure as Hope’s body reacted to her touch. Her mouth found Hope’s mouth again, swallowing up the small sounds of pleasure escaping Hope’s throat.
Hope arched her back as she found her release in Carrie’s arms, letting out a small cry.
Carrie held her tight until Hope’s body relaxed and they settled into each other.
Carrie was drifting off to sleep in the afterglow of love when she heard Hope whisper in her ear. “You are my chocolate.” Carrie smiled in the dark and planted a soft kiss on Hope’s lips.
They fell asleep in each other’s arms and stayed that way until the morning light.
Chapter 16
“Good morning,” Carrie said as Hope opened her eyes to see Carrie watching her. “How are you doing? Are you okay?”
Hope pulled Carrie into a deep kiss. “What does that tell you?” she asked.
“I am thinking that you are doing okay.” Carrie kissed Hope on the nose.
“And how about you? How are you doing?”
“Mmm, wonderful,” Carrie answered.
“Can I ask you a personal question, Carrie?”
“You can ask me anything.” Carrie waited patiently while Hope thought of the right way to ask.
“Have you ever done this before? I mean been with…made love with a woman before?” The question was barely above a whisper.
“I have never been with a woman before and to tell you the truth I am not sure I ever really made love before last night.” She hesitated before continuing. “I’ve had plenty of sex in my life. But last night was so different for me. Being with you was so different for me.” She looked into Hope’s eyes trying to read her thoughts.
Hope pushed a small lock of blond hair out of Carrie’s face and tucked it behind her ear. She held Carrie’s face between her hands and kissed her again. “It was very special for me too, Carrie. I care about you so much.” She kissed Carrie with passion as her hands released Carrie’s face and began to explore Carrie’s body.
Hope was amazed at how her own body reacted as she touched her new lover. The feel of Carrie’s breast, the soft flesh and the hard nipple caused a surge of moisture. “Just touching you is making me wet,” she told her.
“Ooh, let me see.” Carrie reached down between Hope’s legs. “Oh my God, you’re right. Keep touching me and let’s see just how wet you can get. I’ll keep checking on your progress.” Carrie’s fingers began moving over Hope’s swollen flesh.
Hope made moaning sounds from deep in her throat.
“I think I need to check this out closer,” Carrie said in a husky voice. “What do you think Hope, should I go down and check it out a little closer?” Her fingers continued to move against Hope.
Hope voice broke as she attempted to answer. She finally managed to squeak out a “yes”.
Carrie wasted no time in moving down Hope’s body, planting wet kisses along the way. Goose bumps erupted as her tongue circled around Hope’s belly button. Carrie’s kisses skipped over the place her fingers had found earlier. She picked Hope’s legs up slightly off the bed and planted kisses on her inner thighs. Hope’s legs began to tremble as Carrie continued to tease her.
Carrie’s hands ran over the smooth skin of Hope’s hips and down her outer thighs. Her mouth was inches from Hope’s sweet spot, and she let out a hot breath followed by a quick flick of her tongue, causing Hope to moan. Hope reached down and put her hands on Carrie’s head trying to gently push her down, but Carrie wasn’t done with her teasing. She gently licked the inside of Hope’s thigh, moving farther away from the spot Hope so desperately tried to direct her to.
Without warning Carrie moved forward and plunged her tongue into Hope’s wet folds. Hope let out a cry of pleasure. Her fingers pulled through Carrie’s blond hair.
Hips rose to meet lips and tongue. The two women’s bodies became one and moved in unison. Carrie’s hands
slipped under Hope’s butt when Hope’s hips rose up. Carrie held tight and pulled Hope in closer to her face and held her there as her tongue continued to do its work.
Hope’s moaning increased as she neared her peak. She held tight onto Carrie’s head as she felt herself go over the edge of the wave. Carrie increased the movements from her tongue momentarily and then stilled her mouth but maintained the pressure until she felt Hope begin to relax and the fingers in her hair let loose.
Carrie eased her body up Hope’s body until she was on top of her and they were face to face. Hope’s eyes looked heavy as she opened them to peer at Carrie.
Carrie had an ear-to-ear grin on her face. “Well, I checked it out and I think you were right. I think touching my body made you wet. Very wet.”
Hope’s breathing was beginning to return to normal. “Yeah, that’s kind of what I thought was happening. Thanks for checking it out. Would you like me to check you out to see if anything similar happens?”
Carrie raised her eyes to the ceiling. “Hmm, that might be a good idea. I’ll touch you and you can see how my body reacts.” She brought her eyes back to Hope’s and began to move her fingers down Hope’s body again. Hope grabbed her hand, stopping its progress.
“Um, I don’t think I can take any more touching at the moment. At least not there.”
Carrie’s hand began moving back up Hope’s body. Her fingers wrapped around the firm flesh of one breast. Her thumb raked over the nipple. “How about if I just touch you here then?”
“Yes, I think that will work just fine.”
Hope’s mouth found Carrie’s, as her fingers moved down Carrie’s body. Sure enough when her fingers weaved through the tangle of blond hair between Carrie’s thighs she found a pool of moisture. “It seems that the same thing happens to you, baby.” Hope whispered. “The more I check to see how wet you are, the wetter you get.” Hope moved around for better positioning and continued to check in various ways until Carrie bucked her hips and a small scream escaped her mouth.
Later, the two friends, now lovers, lay wrapped in each other’s arms. Hope couldn’t believe the wonderful sensation that she felt just from holding Carrie’s naked body next to her own.
“Hope?” Carrie asked.
“Yes, honey”
“What ever happened to Maria…after you left her?”
“I did the worse thing I could have done. I got up in the morning and I left without a word. Maria had no idea where I had taken off to. I waited hours before I returned, I knew she would be gone by the time I got back to the room and she was. I boxed up anything in the room that belonged to her. She practically lived with me so there was a lot of stuff. I put the box outside of her door and left for three days. I transferred out of the classes that we shared. I eliminated all traces of her from my life.”
“She didn’t try to get in touch with you? She just let you go?” Carrie asked.
“She tried, but I never responded to her phone calls or letters. I left school after a few weeks and never saw her again.”
“I wouldn’t have been able to handle that. If you left this morning and wouldn’t let me even talk to you I think I would go crazy.
“I’m not going anywhere, Carrie.” She kissed her lightly on the mouth.
“Have you ever thought about trying to find her? To explain.”
“You have to understand that I pushed it so far back in the closet that it couldn’t breathe, let alone get out. I tried not to think about it at all. I know I was unfair to her. I know I broke her heart. I don’t think she would want me finding her now.”
“Don’t you have any desire to find her and explain why you ran? Are you afraid that you would still have feelings for her?
“No, it’s not that. I just feel like such a jerk for letting it happen. How do you make someone understand an unspeakable fear? It took me over nineteen years to face it and to be able to tell you about it, Carrie.”
“I think those are the things you need to tell her. You need to tell her how you felt and that it wasn’t her fault. She deserves that Hope.”
“You’re probably right. I do owe her that much. I’m not sure how I would even go about finding her. Is it all right if I don’t think about that now? I just want to think about you, about us.”
“Yes, that is a great thing to think about,” Carrie said, “Want to make me breakfast while you’re thinking?” Carrie grinned at Hope.
“I thought you were the great cook in this family.”
“Oh, I like that…family,” Carrie said.
“Okay, I guess I can make my family breakfast. Do you want Cheerios or Rice Krispies?” Hope began to slip out of bed. She stopped and turned back to Carrie. “You go take a shower and wash some of my loving off of you and I’ll make breakfast.” She kissed Carrie on the cheek.
“How come you aren’t taking a shower with me,” Carrie whined.
“One of us has to make breakfast, and I love you enough to keep your juices with me all day.”
“What did you just say?” Carrie asked.
‘I said I was keeping your juices with me.” Hope repeated. “But don’t worry, I’ll wash my hands,” she smirked.
“No, no, no. The other part, the ‘I love you enough’ part.”
“Oh, that part,” Hope said as little embarrassed. “Well the truth of the matter is that I love you. You might as well know it now.
“That’s a big step, telling someone that you love them. You don’t get to take those words back”
“I wasn’t planning on taking them back.”
“Then I don’t want mine back either.” Carrie said firmly.
“Your what?” Hope said, looking a little confused.
"The part where I tell you that I love you and have for a while now. I was just afraid to tell you. I thought you would go running”
“And I almost did. I’m sorry about that.”
“I know, and I am so glad you came back.” Carrie sat up in the bed and swung her feet over the side. “Are you sure you won’t take a shower with me?” she asked Hope. She went around the other side of the bed and pulled Hope up and into a hug.
“I’ll think about it,” Hope said. Carrie pulled her closer and kissed her with more passion. “All right. I thought about it. I’ll take a shower with you.”
Carrie led the way to the bathroom pulling Hope by the hand. It was a long while before they started breakfast.
Chapter 17
It had been a week since they had become lovers. Hope had never been happier in her life. They had spent several nights together at one house or the other. This morning they were waking up in Hope’s bed.
“Mmm, morning,” Carrie said as she nuzzled into Hope’s neck.
Hope wrapped her arms around the other woman. “Morning, honey.” Hope savored the feeling of Carrie’s naked body pressed against her and Carrie’s hand gently stroking her back.
“What would you like to do today? Anything special?” Carrie asked.
“Hmm, well, after you make mad passionate love to me, I think we should read the Sunday paper, and see if there are any good sales. I’m thinking Christmas presents here. Or maybe we can take in a movie if any of them look good.”
“I was thinking that I would slip out for a little while later today and visit Gram.”
“Would you like me to go with you?” Hope asked her.
“I appreciate that, but no. If Gram was herself, up and awake and all, then, yes, I would love for you to meet her. I know she would love you. But I would rather have you know my grandmother from my stories and memories and not by the old lady sleeping in the bed. Does that make sense? Do you understand why I say that?” Carrie looked into Hopes amber brown eyes.
“That’s fine, baby. I just wanted to be there to support you, but I understand.” Hope kissed Carrie’s nose.
“I love you, ya know.”
“I kind of figured that you did. And I’m very glad, because I would hate to think that I was in love alone.” Hope
pulled Carrie into a kiss and rolled on top of her, their lips in constant contact and motion.
A light knock on the bedroom door startled the two women. They looked up just as Derrick knocked again and walked in with out waiting for an answer. His eyes opened wide and his jaw went slack.
“Holy shit! Holy fucking shit!” He backed out of the room before the words were even out of his mouth.
“Derrick,” his mother called after him. “Derrick, go downstairs. I’ll be down in a minute.”
“I’m assuming that was Derrick.” Carrie said looking up at Hope who was still on top of her.
“Yeah, and he’s home for vacation a day early.” Hope rolled off Carrie and sat on the side of the bed, reaching for her robe on the foot of the bed. “What am I going to tell him?”
“I know I’m not a mother, but I think you should tell him the truth. I’m going to get dressed and leave the two of you alone.” Carrie gathered her clothes from where they had landed in haste the night before, and began to put them on. She went into the bathroom to finish getting ready. Hope was dressed by the time Carrie emerged.
“At least let me introduce you. I don’t want it to look like you are sneaking out. We have nothing to be ashamed of here.” She hesitated. “I’m just not sure what words to use to explain this.”
Carrie gave Hope a quick squeeze. “It will come to you, honey. It will be fine. Let’s go do this.” She took Hope’s hand and led her out of the room and downstairs. They dropped hands as they approached the bottom steps.
Derrick was sitting on the couch, tapping his foot rapidly on the floor with his sneaker. He looked up as the two women approached.
“Derrick this is my friend, Carrie.” Hope inwardly cringed at the word friend. The word wasn’t nearly accurate enough. “Carrie, this is my son Derrick.”
“Nice to meet you, Derrick.” Carrie held out her hand.
“Whatever,” Derrick said, ignoring the offered hand.
“Derrick,” his mother let her annoyance show.
