Charlie tentatively moved her hips, pressing upwards to meet her. Olive moaned after the third motion of Charlie’s hips, her free hand coming to rub at her clit.
“Yes, Charlie, yes,” Olive screamed as Charlie moved upwards. Her other hand, which had been resting just above her boobs, moved higher towards Charlie’s neck. She paused as she searched Charlie’s face for a reaction.
“Yes, choke me. Use me,” Charlie pleaded.
Olive moaned and placed her hand just above Charlie’s collarbones. The touch was still surprisingly light, but Charlie loved the feeling of powerlessness as she used her body. Charlie had never been one to enjoy it, but being with Olive had made her question everything about her previous experiences. She was discovering that she enjoyed watching her partner shamelessly use her for their own pleasure, touching her until all she could think about was them.
“Olive, you’re doing so well,” Charlie whispered as Olive continued to rock against her.
“I’m so close,” Olive said. Charlie picked up the pace of her thrusts, doing her best to support her knees as she pressed down on her. Charlie could not get enough of every slick sound, every moan, every sight of her.
Finally, Olive cried out, her body relaxing as she found the high she was craving. Charlie kept moving her hips against Olive as her motions started to slow down, wanting to drag out the sensations for her as long as possible. The sight of her orgasm filled Charlie with a deep hunger, and an unexpected sensation of her own desire.
Charlie arched her hips as she pushed past the sensation, until finally she felt own heat curl in and out, a wetness releasing she hadn’t anticipated. Was that what squirting was?
Charlie blushed at the thought, trying to focus instead on the wonderful sight of Olive falling apart in front of her. When Olive came down from her high, she removed her hand from Charlie’s chest, tilting Charlie’s head up so she could lean down and meet her for a kiss.
Olive kissed Charlie with the hunger Charlie had come to expect from her, and Charlie met her pace, wanting to express just how much she had enjoyed this.
Olive sat up again, gently lifting herself off the device. She rolled over to lay on the bed.
“Give me a few, please. I want to get you cleaned up and rewarded for that, but I don’t think I can walk yet,” Olive giggled, and Charlie smiled slightly.
“That’s okay, I can help,” Charlie said and stood. She was so horny that walking was probably not the best idea from her either, but she did sincerely want to help. Olive had done so much for Charlie already, the least she could do was help her.
Charlie went to the bathroom and grabbed a fresh hand towel. She used it to wipe off the dildo before placing it on the counter. She gently removed the strap-on and left it on top of the towel.She wanted to clean it more, but she wasn’t sure about the exact make and model of the device and she didn’t want to accidentally damage it. She would have to ask Olive about its care instructions later, assuming there would be a later for them to talk.
After cleaning herself as well, Charlie walked back to the bedroom where Olive was still laying down, blissed out as she stared at the ceiling.
Olive turned towards Charlie as she moved closer.
“This is not fair, you got to see me naked. Let me see you,” Olive whispered.
Charlie did not hesitate to follow her command, stripping in front of her. Her normal self would’ve felt more embarrassed, but with how Olive looked at her, Charlie knew that she would not judge her. Charlie would likely have had to change anyway—her underwear was soaked through and unlikely to dry anytime soon.
“You’re so beautiful,” Olive said. “Come lay on top of me. I want to taste you.”
Charlie struggled to respond, delightfully overwhelmed by the very idea. Eventually she nodded, and positioned herself over Olive.
CHAPTER
FIVE
OLIVE
Charlie’s thighscould crush her, and Olive would die a happy woman. Olive was still riding on the high of their earlier strap-on play, and she was close to asking for a repeat.
Charlie tasted delightful, and it was unfair how hot she looked. She took in Olive’s request in stride, and Olive marvelled at how eagerly she rode her face, allowing her to use her tongue to bring her close to pleasure.
“Olive, you’re unbelievable,” Charlie said. Olive tugged on her clit in response, earning her a sound she had not heard from Charlie yet. It was a mix of a groan and a moan, and Olive hoped to hear it again.
As Olive’s tongue worked itself against Charlie, she moved her hand tentatively up to her core. She normally would’ve asked beforehand whether Charlie liked to be penetrated, but based on earlier, she did not seem to be new to the act.
“Yes, yes,” Charlie said as Olive pressed two fingers flat against her opening. “Use your fingers. Please.”
Oh, how Olive loved the way she begged. Olive indulged her, making quick work of the feeling. She continued to suck on herclit as she worked her fingers in and out. She wanted to feel Charlie, ride her hand, and she was rewarded when she did just that. Olive smiled in delight as she felt Charlie tense around her fingers, though she quickly went back to sucking as she fell apart above her. When Charlie paused, Olive gently removed her hand and Charlie moved off of her completely, collapsing on the bed next to Olive.
Olive made eye contact with Charlie as she placed her own fingers in her mouth, eagerly licking every drop.
