65 – (R-18) Getting Dirty III

Ari laid back, exposed beneath Elise, who had remounted her. Her face hovered just above Ari’s, not quite kissing Ari, but teasing it—dancing back when Ari leaned forward to take her lips. The two of them were panting, breathing hot air into each other’s faces.

Elise’s hand slid slowly up around Ari’s neck, setting her skin on fire where it touched. Slowly, her fingers sauntered down, barely making contact as they brushed her body.

Ari didn’t need foreplay like this—she was insanely ready—but Elise was setting the pace. However bad Ari needed Elise inside her right now, Elise’s experience was a hundred times more important. If she wanted to play with Ari and tease her, then Ari would suffer through.

‘Suffer’. A completely wrong word. Even Elise’s tracing fingers were spreading an inferno across her body, melting Ari in place.

Elise’s breasts were pressed against Ari’s, and she wiggled her upper body side to side, teasing Ari’s nipples with hers. The electricity of the touch rippled down Ari and went straight between her legs.

Elise smiled at the reaction. It was … an insane turn-on, seeing her green eyes so filled with lust. Lust for Ari. How had that happened? And from so up-close, her face a few inches away. The heat of her panting on Ari’s face intoxicated her, an aphrodisiac. Again, Ari leaned forward to try to kiss her, and Elise ducked back, lips quirking at the way Ari pouted.

She was glad Elise was finding her confidence … that some of that timidity and nervousness was fading, and that she was teasing Ari in the same way Ari had been her.

But did she have to be so mean? Ari wanted to kiss her.

Ari’s pouting finally worked. Elise’s hand finished its descent down her body, dipping to the sensitive area between her legs.

The moan that wrenched from Ari’s lips wasn’t fitting with how lightly Elise had brushed against her, but as excited and needy as she was right now, even teasing Ari had pleasure burning through her body.

“Wow,” Elise murmured. “I liked that noise.” She rubbed a little harder, and something even louder, and lewder, escaped Ari’s lips. “And that one.”

Ari was too dizzy to reply.

Elise smirked, then leaned forward and captured Ari’s lips. Ari met her eagerly. At the same time, Elise’s fingers yielded to Ari’s non-verbal requests—the way her lower body was wiggling, trying to rub herself into Elise’s digits. Two fingers sank into Ari, and Ari cried out into Elise’s mouth, the satisfaction so overwhelming it had her brain whiting out.

Elise’s tongue explored her mouth, fingers curling around inside her. Ari ground against Elise’s hand, rocking her hips, working into a steady rhythm that had Ari’s sense of self melting away. Ari was being satisfied from so many directions. Elise’s mouth, her nipples brushing against Ari’s, her fingers curling and plunging, filling the room with a quiet squelching.

Elise’s inexperience didn’t show at all. Her fingers were swift, dexterous, powerful. Confident. They knew what to do. How to play with Ari in ways that had her turning to mush.

Elise broke the kiss, but kept satisfying Ari’s bucking lower half. Her mouth ventured down to Ari’s breasts, and she flicked her tongue against an erect nipple, playing with the nub before leaning forward and sucking. She stared up at Ari, and Ari wrapped her hands in Elise’s dark silky tresses, pulling her closer and burying her face into her breast.

“You’re so beautiful,” Ari said breathlessly. The thought penetrated even Ari’s lusty haze. It wasn’t fair how gorgeous Elise was. Even with the bags under her eyes, her slightly messy hair, she was the prettiest person Ari had ever seen.

She had always been. Ari had just desperately ignored the fact. Because Elise was her best friend, and risking more had been … well, risky.

But she didn’t have to worry about that. She and Elise could indulge in their desires, finally. Elise liked her. Such a crazy, hard to understand discovery.

Elise’s eager mouth, and the flicking of her tongue against Ari’s erect nipple, had shivers of pleasure radiating across her body. Elise’s fingers kept working away, and Ari’s bucking grew in speed. Elise matched the motion.

Soon, Ari's breath was coming in hitched spurts. She was close. A pulsing deep in her core was quickening, a dam threatening to burst. She squirmed against Elise's fingers, demanding more and more friction, and her hips grew frantic, moving with a mind of their own. Ari had given in to her pleasure; she moved with an animalistic need, crying out with each thrust of Elise’s fingers. Elise complied with her loud, needy begging for more, to go faster. She increased the tempo.

Ari's body stiffened, and Elise’s tempo increased one last time, reaching the crescendo. Her mouth separated from Ari’s nipple and she sat up, using her other hand to rub tight circles against Ari’s clit, focusing intensely as she continued to thrust with the other.

Ari’s back arched, and her muscles tensed. The ecstasy of climax arrived, and Ari groaned. Pleasure coursed through her veins, bursting from the depths of her center outward, radiating, growing in intensity until she almost couldn't take it.

She felt like she was floating in a sludge of hot lust. She was weightless. Her climax had never been so intense. It kept growing and growing, reaching a peak Ari thought couldn’t be beaten, then surging higher. Elise worked happily away at extracting her orgasm. How was she so good?

"Gods … Elise. Please, please," Ari groaned, squirming on the bed as pleasure wracked her. “Fuck. Fuck. P-Please.” Her entire body was a single clenched muscle.

Elise dragged it out as long as shes could, coaxing out every twitching rack of Ari’s body.

Finally, Elise’s tempo slowed, and Ari sagged into the bed.

For several long moments, Ari just lay there, panting, twitching with aftershocks. Elise shuffled up atop her, again, and pressed her head into Ari’s chest. Her head rose and fell with Ari’s uneven breathing.

Finally, Elise slid to the side, off of her. Ari wrapped an arm around her, instinctively, tugging Elise in close. She nuzzled her head into the crook of Elise’s neck.

“That was … I can’t even describe it. How did you do that?”

Elise seemed vaguely embarrassed. Whatever confidence she’d found while working Ari’s orgasm out had faded as soon as the heat of the moment had come down from its scorching peak. She shrugged, something Ari felt rather than saw, because her eyes were closed … it was hard to keep them open.

“Dunno. Just … you were making it pretty obvious what was working?” Another shrug.

Ari grinned. There was definitely satisfaction in Elise’s voice, even if she was embarrassed. “How couldn’t I make it obvious?” Ari teased. She sighed contentedly, basking in Elise’s warmth.

But she didn’t let herself relax for too long.

It was her turn to make Elise squirm.