4. Completion (Epilogue)
Disembarking from Hannah's work truck in four inch heels was not the easiest thing Nyss had ever done. Fortunately, her girlfriend had hurried around the truck to open her door and was able to help her down. She should probably have worn flats to the party and changed on arrival.
With Hannah's support, she succeeded in descending without twisting her ankle or breaking the heel, and, fortunately, the parking location was paved, so she didn't have to cross gravel. With her hand tucked into Hannah's arm, she navigated the parking lot to the venue.
Nyss had flown in on the previous evening. If she'd had to delay the trip until today, she knew Hannah and she would have had trouble keeping their hands off each other. Fortunately the group she usually met with on Friday afternoons were all willing to leave early for Spring Break.
It had been six months since she'd left for home, and they hadn't been together in person since that time. As it was, their reunion had left them satisfied but exhausted, and had required extra sleep today to function as adults. They would have been tempted to spend longer getting reacquainted, but Nyss would be staying for the whole week of Spring Break, so some pleasures could be postponed.
She left her lightweight jacket on a hook in the entrance hall, draping Hannah's scarf over it. Her girlfriend looked stunning in a charcoal suit, dark aubergine shirt and a burgundy tie the precise color of Nyss's dress. They'd traded photos online to be certain of the match.
The dress had loose off-the-shoulder straps, a low sweetheart neckline, and a thigh-length asymmetrical hem. Judging by the color in Hannah's cheeks, the look hit the right notes with the person who mattered most, as Hannah's suit had with her. She was looking forward to unfastening Hannah's tie, unbuttoning her shirt and... and if she allowed her thinking to continue in that vein she'd lose all of the benefit of flying in early to ease the effects of lust.
Hannah was looking at her curiously. Maybe she'd picked up on her thoughts from her expression, because there was desire in her eyes behind her mask of amusement.
"Let's find our hosts," Hannah said, and the sultry depth of her voice suggested that Nyss hadn't misinterpreted her look.
The six months she'd spent away from Hannah had naturally been difficult. Nyss had a constant low-level fear that Hannah would lose interest in her without their presence in each other's lives. She knew it was irrational, but that didn't make it less real.
Hannah had confessed to similar feelings, and her worries were more rational, given that Nyss had had other girlfriends and wasn't a complete stranger to casual sex. Of course, those had been before she'd fallen for Hannah. Nyss had never been in love with those earlier girlfriends, and casual sex would have been off the table even if their relationship had been less serious. Hannah knew that, and trusted her, but being at a distance made for anxiety. Nyss understood that.
They'd video chatted as soon as Nyss had arrived home. Stripping for each other had been part of the chats from the start. Touching had followed soon, with Nyss telling Hannah what she fantasized doing to her when she returned, until Hannah had no choice but to finger herself before the camera until reaching a very satisfying climax, which both turned Nyss on and made her miss her girlfriend desperately.
It was Nyss who'd suggested they each buy a vibrator to use for their chats. They began by taking turns, where one girl would whisper her fantasies to the other, who used the vibe on herself, but the whisperer usually became so aroused that vibrators were useful for both parties.
Nyss decided to gift herself a Christmas present, with an extra perk for Hannah. Though, to be fair, the perk was for Nyss, too, if Hannah was willing. It was a wearable vibe for Nyss, with a remote control app for Hannah's use.
As she'd suspected, Hannah was skeptical at first, but when Nyss revealed how much she wanted to put herself completely into Hannah's hands, her girlfriend's eyes caught fire.
It took Hannah's savvy to figure out how to pair and connect the app with the local controller, but by the time she was done, she was clearly eager to try.
After a few fun but unremarkable sessions, Hannah insisted that Nyss stop trying to help. On that occasion, Hannah had held her girlfriend back until allowing her a far more intense release. Now growing in confidence, Hannah began to fantasize aloud about what she would do with Nyss's body when they could finally be together again, while keeping the control on a low burn until she could give Nyss a spectacular climax.
Nyss's reactions - along with her own fantasies, no doubt, turned Hannah on to the point that Nyss usually heard her start her own vibe, coming hard while Nyss was still basking in the afterglow.
Then the party invitation had arrived. After buying her ticket, thrilled at the opportunity to append a few days in person with Hannah, Nyss decided she could treat them both to another purchase.
Their quarry awaited in the main room. Heather looked beautiful, her auburn hair up in a crown. The girl beside her was striking in a different way, with shoulder-length blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. She was taller than Nyss, even though her heels were shorter. This was the first time Nyss had met Margot, who had been Heather's fiancée for four months. Their engagement party had been delayed until now to coincide with the start of Spring Break.
When Heather saw Hannah, she dragged her into a tight hug, held for long enough to show genuine affection. Margot smiled indulgently at her fiancée, then took Nyss's hands in hers. "Thank you for coming. Heather's thrilled that you're here with Hannah."
When Heather had finally relinquished her death grip on Hannah, she excused herself from her fiancée, taking both Hannah's and Nyss's hands, drawing them to the side of the room before turning to face them, her cheeks pink. "I hope we see you both at the wedding," she said, "but... uh, would it be okay if we split you up?" When Nyss frowned, she said, "I'd really like to ask Hannah to be a bridesmaid. You'd be together for the reception, of course."
"I'd love to be your bridesmaid," Hannah said.
She glanced at Nyss, who smiled. "You don't need my approval, honey, but you have it anyway."
"You're welcome to choose a tux if you don't want to wear a bridesmaid's dress," Heather said. Her eyes flicked over Hannah's suit. "I know you're not big on dresses."
"Thank you, Heather," Hannah said, then launched herself at her ex-girlfriend, hugging her every bit as tightly as earlier. Nyss thought she saw tears in her eyes when they separated.
Faye and Erin were present, both in very pretty dresses. Zoe and Maeve were at Erin's mothers, and their parents were acting like newlyweds, holding hands and unable to keep their eyes off each other.
"We won't have many date nights before I'm incapacitated," Erin told Nyss. The signs were subtle, but the beginnings of her baby bump were unmistakable. "Faye won't dance with me when I'm fat."
"Oh, yes, I will," her wife said. "You danced with me when Maeve was on the way." She grinned at Nyss. "Hannah was Zoe's babysitter then. Maybe we can steal her away from you to look after Zoe and Maeve."
"Has Zoe said more about her future girlfriend?" Hannah asked.
"No, thank God," said Erin, "but we have new fridge art of her aunts holding hands."
"That's cute," Hannah said. "I'll have to see it."
One room was set up as a dance floor with a DJ. When Faye and Erin decided to dance, Nyss and Hannah followed suit. Nyss was surprised to find that Hannah was a good dancer.
Sometimes it was hard to imagine that she and Hannah were a couple now. Not just in their own eyes, but in their friends'. Faye and Erin celebrated their relationship. Even her parents had asked when she'd bring her girlfriend home to meet them. When she returned in June, she needed to take her lover on some more traditional romantic dates. Road trips and house building had been great ways to bond, and she hoped they'd do much more, but an occasional dinner, a movie, or an evening dancing would be something she was sure they'd both enjoy. Heather had mentioned an LGBTQ-friendly club that had live music and dancing. They would have to visit.
Dylan, Heather's co-worker and classified coaster conspirator, said hi. Her boyfriend Austin, who had made the artwork for the coasters and menu, accompanied her. Nyss shared how impressed her fellow gamers were with his work, and they talked about other game-related projects until Hannah dragged her away. Nyss promised to catch up with him when she returned in June.
Margaritas flowed. Hannah had only one before switching to soft drinks, while Nyss cut herself off at three.
Later in the evening, the dance floor was hopping. Nyss danced with Faye and Erin plus most of Heather's other friends, sometimes with Hannah and sometimes without.
As with Dylan, Hannah had to interrupt a conversation Nyss was having with Anita, a beautiful dark-eyed Chinese-American girl, and her fiancée Kayla, whose hair was a rainbow under a black sun. Nyss agreed to postpone further talk about their shared interests in gaming until she returned later in the year.
When the evening was winding down, they paid their respects one more time to Heather and Margot, both of whom were bright-eyed, wearing broad smiles. Faye and Erin were leaving too. Nyss promised to visit them before she flew home. She picked up her jacket and Hannah's scarf, then slipped her hand under her girlfriend's arm for the walk to the truck.
At Hannah's house, Nyss began to step out of her shoes, but her girlfriend caught her. "Not yet," Hannah said. "You can't taunt me with eye-level cleavage all night, then deny me the chance to experience it at home."
Nyss smirked. "Eye level? Hardly," she objected.
"Come here," breathed Hannah, stepping close to her. She wore an impish grin. Reaching for the loose side straps, she tugged on them lightly. Her pull wouldn't lead to a clothing malfunction, but she did make her girlfriend's breasts ripple.
When her chest met Nyss's, Hannah released the straps. She ran her fingertips down Nyss's arm, over the waist of her dress, then the curve of her hips and finally to her butt, where she drew circles. She leaned forward to press a kiss to Nyss's collar bone.
"Not eye level at all," Nyss said. Her voice sounded husky to her ears. The heat in her girlfriend's eyes was making her breathing shallow.
"The height of an eye level oven," Hannah stated, "so, yes. But hotter." Her lips traveled down to the upper edge of Nyss's right breast. She hardly had to look down at all. Her clear desire and the soft touch of her lips ramped up Nyss's arousal. She felt herself getting wet.
"Imagine how it's been for me for the whole evening, knowing all I would have had to do was turn to face you, and I could have done this," Hannah said, tracing her lips down further. Nyss could feel the vibration of her voice against the surface of her breast. "Seeing you out of the corner of my eye all night has been driving me insane." Her lips traveled over Nyss's left breast. Its surface quivered within the low neckline.
She couldn't take it any longer. Nyss grasped Hannah's head with both hands and wrenched it upward, desire flooding into her as she pressed her lips to her girlfriend's. Hannah's hands tightened on her butt, forcing their bodies together. She released Hannah's head, but her lover didn't back away from the kiss, as hungry for her as she was for Hannah.
Yielding to the craving she'd felt for the whole evening, Nyss moved her fingers to Hannah's tie. She slid the knot down, tossed the tie onto the nearby chair, then began to unfasten her shirt buttons. Parting the shirt, she ran her fingertips over Hannah's bandeau, feeling her nipples hard within. Hannah gasped into the kiss, then, with a seemingly superhuman effort, took Nyss's hands and moved them to her sides. Holding them there, she moved her lips back to Nyss's throat.
When Hannah's hands released hers, Nyss left her arms by her side. Her girlfriend's bossy side wasn't limited to FaceTime. That was great news. Nyss wouldn't force Hannah to take charge - she would take her any way she could have her - but she hoped she would. That she was beginning to brought a fresh flood to her sex.
When Hannah's fingers slid down over her dress and up the back of her legs, Nyss didn't wriggle or squeeze her thighs together, but she couldn't avoid breathing more quickly, her heart racing. Hannah ran her teeth and tongue over her throat, then along her collar bone, her fingers tracing the lacy top of Nyss's thigh-high sheers.
The exploring fingers circled over the bare skin between Nyss's sheers and her thong. Nyss felt like she was going to melt into a puddle on the floor. Her legs wouldn't hold her for much longer, and there was no denying how wet she was now.
"You can take your shoes off, now," Hannah said. Though her voice was husky, her tone was brisk. When Nyss stepped out of her heels, Hannah gripped her mostly bare ass, pulling Nyss's body to hers, then pressed her mouth to Nyss's, their kiss immediately scorching.
Nyss groaned with the strength of the feelings flowing into her. When Hannah's fingers left her butt she wrapped her arms around her to keep her close. A moment later she felt the swish of the dress's zipper sliding down. The bodice came loose, the side straps falling against Nyss's arms. Hannah moved Nyss's arms to her side, then tugged the dress over her hips, the straps dropping off her arms as the dress fell to the floor, leaving Nyss in her sheers, thong, and strapless sticky bra.
Her girlfriend's boldness was seriously sexy. Nyss didn't protest when Hannah peeled off her bra. Taking Nyss's hand, Hannah guided her to the bed, where she pushed her back until she sat on the side of the bed, and began taking off her own clothes.
Hannah undressed herself slowly before Nyss, making a point of folding each item of clothing neatly. She took the tie from where Nyss had tossed it, unfastened the knot, and draped it over the back of the chair, then slipped off her shirt, laying it neatly on the seat. Her wingtip shoes came next, each sock painstakingly rolled down her ankle and placed on the seat. Finally the trousers came down. revealing soft gray boyshorts, which she left on. Nyss was trying to hide her rapid breathing.
It was fortunate that her thong was black and wouldn't show how wet the fabric was.
"You are so fucking hot," Nyss croaked.
Hannah grinned at her, then stepped forward, between Nyss's legs. She rested a hand on each of Nyss's shoulders, drawing their bodies together for another incendiary kiss.
"Hannah..." Nyss rasped. Her girlfriend gave her a quizzical look. "I have something for you... if you want it."
Hannah stepped back, puzzled, but Nyss took her hands and drew her close. She moved her lips to her ear. "Would you like to use a strap-on?"
Nyss heard the sudden catch off Hannah's breath. Slowly, she murmured, "You mean I would..." Her voice was even busier than usual.
"You would wear it," Nyss said. "You would fuck me with it. Though I could use it on you, too."
Hannah's friend was uncertain. "You're not... fetishizing the way I look, are you? Or fantasizing that I'm a guy?"
"God, no," Nyss said. She nipped at Hannah's ear. "I'm only into girls. Now I'm only into one girl, and I want that girl to take me."
Hannah stepped back again. Her face was flushed, and her breathing heavy. She trailed her fingertips over Nyss's breasts. "Alright. But you'll have to show me what to do."
Nyss moved to where she'd set her suitcase. Opening it, she removed an underwear harness, dildo, and bottle of lube.
"Did TSA inspect that?" Hannah's tone was wry, if nervous.
"The bottle is smaller than the fluid limit," Nyss said, "which wouldn't make it any less mortifying if they'd found the dildo on their X-ray machine. Especially since..." She felt her face heat, then continued in a rush. "I might have tried it by hand, to be sure I like the size. And I might have fantasized that you were wearing it. And I might have found the experience more exciting than I'd expected. I washed it before packing it, though," she added.
"Nyss," Hannah said, amused. She unceremoniously stepped out of her boy shorts and into the heavy cotton briefs. "Are you telling me you... masturbated with my gift?"
"I might have," Nyss replied. "But I want you inside me."
Hannah shivered. Her eyes were dark as she nodded agreement. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Nyss showed Hannah how to anchor the dildo to the O-ring in the briefs, then used both hands to layer a thin film of lube over the shaft, while Hannah looked uneasily down at the multicolored silicone. She looked up into Hannah's eyes. She may have been nervous, but she clearly wanted this.
Hannah seemed disappointed when Nyss's fingers left the shaft as she eased herself back onto the bed and held out her arms. Hannah lowered herself into Nyss's arms, Nyss guiding her down so that the strap-on lay between her legs.
"Shouldn't it be..." Hannah began.
"Only when you're ready, honey," Nyss replied. "Kiss me."
The heat in Hannah's kiss made it clear that she was excited about what lay ahead, even if she wasn't sure what she was doing. Nyss's chest was tight with arousal fed by Hannah's groans, and the movement of her body against Nyss's. Hannah made out with her for several minutes. The dildo wasn't inside her, but it slid against her sex, becoming wetter by the moment.
"I want you," Nyss whispered. "I want you so much."
In response, Hannah backed away, panting hoarsely, to unhook her bandeau and toss it aside. Then she lay back down, flattening Nyss's breasts against her as she lifted her hips, using her hand to guide the silicone shaft into Nyss. "Is this right," she asked, the sound of her voice raw.
The dildo has barely begun to penetrate Nyss. "Yes," she said. "Push."
"Oh God," moaned Hannah, as the shaft sank into Nyss. "This doesn't even make sense..."
"What doesn't?" Nyss managed to say. She gripped Hannah's hips, guiding her in.
"How much I want this," said Hannah. "How turned on I am right now."
"Me too, babe," Nyss said. "Keep pushing. I want to feel you all the way inside me. God! Yes, like that!" She felt Hannah's sex settle against hers. "Now lift up a little, then push back in."
She felt the weight atop her lessen. The ridges of the dildo caused the walls of her sex to tremble as Hannah withdrew. Then it slid back inside, her sex fluttering again.
"Oh, fuck," Nyss breathed. She'd been on the receiving end of a strap-on before. They seemed especially popular with the girls on the softball team. But never had she felt so completely turned on at the hands of another woman. It had to be love, or Hannah's clear desire to pleasure her. If she didn't take care she'd come too early, depriving Hannah of the full experience.
"Stop," she gasped. Hannah looked confused, and maybe a little disappointed. "It's okay," she reassured her, moving her hands to Hannah's hips to hold her inside. "You did nothing wrong. This feels amazing, and I don't want it to be over too soon."
"Ah." Hannah's uneasiness became a cheeky grin. "I'm too good for you, am I?"
Nyss slapped her ass, then wrapped her arms around Hannah's back. "Yeah, you could say that. Now, lie still for a moment, while I, uh, catch my breath."
Her grin grew bolder. "Can you catch your breath if we kiss?"
"That should be safe," Nyss said.
Flattening herself against her lover, Hannah nibbled on Nyss's lower lip, taking it between her lips and suckling lightly. The effect on Nyss was so profound that she almost lost her battle with arousal, but as more seconds passed the need to grab Hannah's hips and slam the dildo into herself for the five seconds it would take to grind out her orgasm passed. A deeper need began to build within her, the risk of spilling over into climax becoming less immediate. She closed her mouth on Hannah's upper lip, returning the kiss.
After a time, Hannah positioned her parted lips against Nyss's opened mouth, making soft sounds of pleasure into the kiss. Her arms moved around Nyss's shoulders, lifting her body against Nyss's, the toy pressing into her girlfriend as their tongues met, the kiss demanding as Hannah lapped at Nyss's tongue.
Releasing Nyss's mouth, Hannah lowered herself to kiss her neck and shoulder, descending to her collar bone. Her teeth and tongue explored Nyss's upper chest and neck, her hands still on her shoulders. Nyss felt the dildo shift within her as her lover's body moved lower against hers.
Moving back up, Hannah returned to kissing Nyss's lips. Her hands moved around to the back of Nyss's neck. The kiss grew in passion, and Nyss felt her girlfriend's body pressing into her. She could feel Hannah's hard nipples against her flesh.
Then the weight on her chest eased, and she felt Hannah's sex tighten against her own, finding herself responding by pushing back into her.
Again, Hannah's chest sandwiched her breast. Nyss felt the dildo shift slightly out, then push home. The more intense the kiss became, the more pronounced the rhythm of Hannah's body squeezing her own became.
Nyss seemed unable to prevent her body responding to Hannah. When her girlfriend moaned into the kiss, she felt the dildo slide further out, then sink home, the ridges rubbing the slick walls of her passage.
She moved her hands from Hannah's back, trailing her fingers up her partner's sides, then caressing the edges of her firm breasts. Hannah gasped, her mouth still linked to Nyss's, the rhythmic roll of her body against Nyss's more positive.
For several minutes, Nyss kneaded the sides of Hannah's breasts, feeling the girl's excitement growing. She slid her fingers to Hannah's nipples, finding them hard, then pinching them between finger and thumb.
Hannah broke the kiss, panting. She nuzzled Nyss's shoulder, drawing her teeth over it. Her breathing was heavy, but so was Nyss's. She moved her hands to the back of Nyss's neck, holding their bodies together. Nyss extracted her hands from between them and ran her fingertips lightly over the girl's sides.
Pressing her breasts firmly to Nyss's, Hannah began to move against her girlfriend. Nyss felt her own breasts quivering beneath Hannah's chest. With her arousal crisis behind her, Nyss lifted her hips to push the dildo deeper, then lowered them as Hannah's body relaxed against her.
Feeling Nyss move seemed to motivate Hannah, who rocked her body harder against Nyss. Between them, they built a slow but regular motion which had Hannah drawing back, the dildo sliding within Nyss, then pressing back in, the shaft reshaping Nyss's passage until Hannah's sex crushed against Nyss's.
For minutes, their bodies undulated gently. The motion felt natural. The thrill in Nyss's belly grew slowly. She caressed the small of Hannah's back, loving the feel of this beautiful girl's naked body against her own, their sandwiched breasts rolling together. Hannah's lips, teeth and tongue explored her shoulders, throat and collar bones. Her breath caught occasionally. She was clearly as turned on as Nyss by the joining of their bodies.
Breathing growing raspy, Nyss lifted her head, exposing more of her throat for her partner to nibble. Hannah took the opportunity, drawing her teeth over her neck, then kissing under her chin. The rocking of her hips increased, and Nyss couldn't hold back a moan. That galvanized her partner, who picked up the pace. Excitement surging, Nyss moaned again, then lowered her head to seek Hannah's mouth. Their lips connected, and both girls groaned. Nyss's tongue sought Hannah's, and as they touched and danced, she wrapped her legs around the back of Hannah's thighs.
Hannah's lips left Nyss's as she moved her hands from the back of her neck. Resting her elbows beside Nyss's shoulders, Hannah lifted herself onto them, looking down at her lover. Without their chests compressed together, Nyss's breasts swayed with the motion of her body, while Hannah's quivered, suspended over them.
Gripping Hannah's thighs with her legs, Nyss squeezed her sex against her girlfriend's whenever she thrust in. She moaned with each stroke now. Judging by the fire in Hannah's eyes, the sounds were exciting her.
Pushing herself back a couple of inches, Hannah lowered her face and extended her tongue, lapping at Hannah's nipple when her breast bounced high enough. Hannah gasped. Then her breath caught as Hannah trapped the nipple between her teeth, holding it in place as she closed her lips around it and began to suckle.
"Oh, fuck," Nyss panted. "Keep doing that."
She grasped her lover's ass and squeezed, causing Hannah's sex to slam into hers.The bedspings creaked as they bounced against each other. Nyss felt the delicious tension rise. Hannah had lowered her face further, and had sucked Nyss's wide nipple deep into her mouth.
"Don't stop," Nyss pleaded, as her back began to arch. Her girlfriend thrust firmly into her, pushing her senses to overload as she crested.
Usually fairly quiet when she came, Nyss was unable to keep from crying out, the sounds louder with each stroke. She felt her passage tighten around the dildo, moaning loudly as she exploded into climax.
Hannah groaned as Nyss's sex pulsed around the silicone shaft. She continued to move as Nyss's hips pressed her sex into her, then slowed and eventually stopped moving when Nyss sank back down onto the bed. She lay panting against Nyss as her lover's sex released its grip on the dildo.
"Was that good?" Hannah asked. The slight uncertainty in her voice wasn't surprising for the first use of the strap-on, but Nyss chuckled.
"It was incredible," Nyss said. "You were incredible. I love the way our bodies fit together."
Hannah smiled. "So do I."
"Did you come?" asked Nyss. She didn't think she had. She was sure she'd have noticed, even as distracted as she was.
"I was close," Hannah said. "I don't mind. It felt incredible to me, too."
"Let me ride you," Nyss suggested.
"Alright," Hannah said. She was clearly a little unsure, but Nyss wasn't going to instruct her unless necessary. She withdrew the strap-on, Nyss twitching with a strong aftershock at the motion, then lay on her back.
Nyss straddled her thighs, facing her, then lifted herself over the strap-on. Guiding the dildo with her hand, she slowly impaled herself on it. When the tip was securely inside her, she held Hannah's hips to lower herself.
"Do you need the lube?" Hannah asked, her voice hoarse. Her eyes seemed glued to Nyss's breasts, which quivered as she positioned herself.
Nyss grinned. "As wet as you made me?" she replied. "Nope."
Still holding her girlfriend's hips, she moved her feet back until her knees were on the bed on either side of Hannah. Moving her hands to Hannah's waist, she began to move against her, sliding her sex slowly forward and back. The dildo didn't move far out, but it rubbed against the front wall of her sex. The O-ring would be rocking against Hannah's sex.
After she'd kept up this motion for a time, Nyss moved a finger to Hannah's harness underwear, finding the center of her mound and pressing in as she moved. Hannah made a soft throaty sound.
Nyss moved more quickly, drawing further back to feel the dildo slide further against her. Hannah again seemed transfixed by the movement of her breasts, which now were bouncing with the rhythm of her body. She released Hannah's hips and the touch on her underwear, and grasped her own breasts.
For a moment, Hannah appeared disappointed to be deprived of the view, but when she saw Nyss pinching her own nipples, making her areolae puffy and nipples swollen, she groaned.
Smirking, Nyss leaned forward to take Hannah's hands, moving them to her breasts. Hannah lost no time in beginning to knead them, her efforts building Nyss's arousal, making her pick up the pace. Soon her hips were thrusting sharply. She felt Hannah lift her knees, pushing her harder against her sex on each stroke.
When she'd begun to ride Hannah's harness, she thought it would be some time before she'd be able to come, but her girlfriend was just too damn sexy, with that look of need in her eyes, her small breasts now quivering with each stroke. And she was panting, too. Nyss moved her fingers back to her panties, flattening her fingers against her mound and rubbing fast.
Hannah gasped, then released Nyss's breasts to grasp at the bedsheets. The sounds of passion she made drove Nyss to the edge. A wave of feeling flooded out from her sex. Her thighs tensed. Her sex clamped around the dildo, then spasmed hard, Nyss moaning as the sensation drove her into her release, and she froze as her climax took her.
Hannah was making a sound - words, but it took a few seconds for Nyss to make sense of them. "Don't... stop... God, please don't stop," Hannah cried.
Though Nyss wasn't entirely sure what language meant at this point, something made her move again, the ridges of the dildo palpable against her sensitized passage, the feeling both exciting and uncomfortable, but she drove herself home against Hannah's pussy three more times - four - five, until the girl suddenly cried out, her back arching.
Nyss slowed to a pace that was easier to tolerate as Hannah continued to moan. Then, as her own aftershocks faded, she lowered herself onto Hannah, stretching her legs out behind her, and finding her girlfriend's lips with her own.
Nyss watched her lover set the harness aside. "I'm going to be sore tomorrow," she said.
"We can wait until you're recovered," Hannah said. "We have a week. I'm eager to use it again. That was intense."
"Maybe tomorrow you'll let me fuck you with it," Nyss suggested.
Hannah's face flushed with arousal, her eyes turning dark. "If you want to," she said.
Nyss chuckled. "I admit that it's totally sexy when you take charge, but I've no intention of becoming your pillow princess, too," she said. "As soon as I have the energy, I'm going to prove that by licking you until you can't take any more."
Hannah's flush deepened. She lay down against her lover. "I think I'll always want more of you, Nyss," she said.
"Then my tongue is going to be sore, too," Nyss said, grinning.
"Hey, Nyss?" Her girlfriend's voice was close to her ear.
"Hmm?"
"Erin's baby is due in August, right?"
"Yeah, I don't know the exact date," Nyss said.
"It's going to be chaos at the house," Hannah said.
"Yeah, it will," Nyss agreed.
"When you come back in June, why don't you stay here?" Hannah suggested. "You're close enough to help out with whatever Faye and Erin need, but you wouldn't be in the way there, and you wouldn't be a drain on them. We could even bring Zoe and Maeve here to give their parents some peace."
"For how long?" Nyss asked.
"As long as you want, I guess," Hannah said. "Permanently?"
"Honey," Nyss replied, "are you asking me to move in?"
"Yeah," Hannah replied. "Yeah, I am."