A Sudden Change

Macy's hand busied themselves softly petting Ashlee's hair. Normally she would've found the need to do more guiding than petting, but Ashlee needed none of that. She seemed to have an almost preternatural knowledge of when to lick, to suckle, to bite and when to move on with patient ease without any wasted effort in order to give Macy the maximum level of joy. Macy was so turned on that her hips were actually beginning to grind against her friends belly in a slow rhythm. It was an action that her body of its own accord, but which barely registered in her own mind. Luckily, though, Ashlee's mind was somewhat clearer than Macy's and took note and quickly went into action.

Macy was actually so completely lost in the moment, in the feel of Ashlee's oral explorations of her breasts, that she almost didn't notice that one of Ashlee's hands was actually easing its way past the waist band of her pajama bottoms until Ashlee's fingers were already at her panty clad mound caressing her damp, aroused sex through the thin material. Again Ashlee's touch was nothing short of glorious in its ability to both tease and inflame at the same time. Soon Macy's soft sighs began to become something more like moans that she struggled to control.

"Oh, fuck yeah," Macy said in a breathy whisper when Ashlee's fingers began to gently rub her clit through her panties as her teeth tugged on one of Macy's taut nipples. Ashlee couldn't help but smile at these first true words since right before they'd kissed. She also couldn't help but use those sweet, succinct words as inspiration to slide her fingers past the barrier of the elastic waistband of Macy's panties to caress the soft, moist and puffy flesh more directly.

"Oh, Ashlee, that's so fucking..." Macy began to say only to find herself cut off by Ashlee's mouth. At first this shocked her because her eyes had been closed, but she recovered and accepted her friend's kiss eagerly. The kiss didn't stop from vocalizing her pleasure, however, but instead of words she settled for moaning softly into Ashlee's mouth while Ashlee's fingers worked their magic down below.

Macy still couldn't help but be amazed at how good Ashlee was with her delicate, little fingers. Again, Ashlee's touch was just about perfect with its wonderful balance between force and gentleness. Macy never could have imagined that timid, shy little Ashlee would be such a talented lover with her fingers, but she was. She had barely even begun to overtly touch Macy's cunt and Macy could already feel an orgasm beginning to build up inside of her.

The fact that Ashlee hadn't even penetrated her yet would've amazed Macy if she hadn't been so lost in the build up to what she just knew was going to be a glorious orgasm. Even if she had it would've been a wasted thought because just as Ashlee began to slide her thin index finger inside of Macy's cunt while still rubbing Macy's clit the rush hit Macy and it hit her hard. Macy's belly and cunt began to clench themselves as her breathing stopped for a long moment only to have them all release at once as Macy groaned loudly into Ashlee's mouth and a shiver raced through her body. Ashlee just kissed her harder both out of passion and in an only partially successful attempt to muffle the joyful noise escaping from Macy until the waves had subsided and Macy's joyful noises gave way to some labored breathing and mumbles that sounded something like "That was so fucking awesome."

Ashlee was hardly finished, but she did feel the need to pause at that point and she broke the kiss and removed her hand somewhat reluctantly from Macy's sex. Macy began to protest until, after sneaking a taste of Macy from her finger, Ashlee made her intentions clear by tugging on Macy's pajamas bottoms. Macy caught on quite quickly after that and raised her hips and shed both her jammies and her panties in one quick movement before grabbing at Ashlee's pajama bottoms and yanking them off as well before tackling her smiling friend.

"My turn," Macy said playfully before kissing Ashlee hard cutting off any attempt to protest. Ashlee, however, was not in the mood to give up so easily. She did, however, have no problem allowing Macy a momentary sense of victory as she accepted the kiss and even allowed her friend to pin her hands behind her head as the kiss deepened.

At least that was the plan in Ashlee's head before she felt Macy's hand on her sex and it was like a jolt of electricity that completely cancelled any ideas of continuing her defiance of Macy's more aggressive posturing. It wasn't that Ashlee had been unaware of exactly how aroused she had become since their first kiss up until she'd made Macy come. She just hadn't really thought about it. She was simply too intent on her task to worry about her own needs until she was satisfied that Macy was thoroughly pleased. It was simply in her nature. Ashlee liked pleasing almost more than she liked being pleased.

Still, as Macy's fingers began to tease and toy with Ashlee's moist cleft Ashlee no longer had any urge to protest or rebel. Instead she merely accepted her friend's touch and sighed out her approval into Macy's ear while Macy kissed Ashlee just below her own. That simple, sweet sound was like music to Macy. It was both beautiful and deeply satisfying and she instantly knew she wanted to hear it again.

Macy was aware that she was moving a little faster than she generally preferred, but, frankly, she didn't care. Somehow the more aggressive mode she was in at the moment felt right and necessary at least for the time being. She just wanted to make Ashlee come, to make her sigh, to make her moan in pleasure and to feel her pussy clenching and convulsing around her fingers. She didn't really know why, but then again this was not really how she'd expected her night to be going. She was just going with the flow, feeling her way through this strange turn of events, this necessary and wonderfully bewildering evolution in her relationship with Ashlee.

Ashlee, of course, was obviously in full agreement with this train of thought even if she didn't know it. She did however make her approval clear to Macy when she moaned, almost whimpered, into Macy's ear once again when Macy's index finger slipped inside of her. She then whimpered again as Macy added a second finger and began to slowly, but firmly pump them both in and out of Ashlee's pussy. Soon Ashlee's hips were also telling Macy exactly how much Ashlee was enjoying herself as Ashlee began to match Macy's rhythm by fucking herself against those wonderful penetrating digits.

"Oh my god, Macy," Ashlee began to pant as she found herself wrapping her arms around Macy's back just to keep herself grounded. "That's so good, so fucking good. You're... oh, fuck... so much b..." At that point Macy interrupted her with a kiss, but Ashlee was not willing to be silenced so easily and she added as soon as Macy broke the kiss "Oh, God, I fucking love this. You're so fucking... I fucking love you."

Macy was mildly taken aback by this panting pronouncement of love. Not enough to stop, but enough to make her wonder for a split second exactly what she'd gotten herself into. Was that a real pronouncement of love or just something that had escaped Ashlee in the heat of the moment? Once the second passed though she realized she didn't care. It didn't matter at all. She wasn't exactly sure what her feelings were towards Ashlee beyond a deep, abiding friendship, but she did love her. Exactly how could be worked out later.

"You're so beautiful," Macy said after the moment had passed then she kissed Ashlee on her forehead. "So beautiful." Macy then kissed Ashlee on her nose as Ashlee looked up at her, eyes half closed with lust and Macy felt Ashlee's hands come to the back of her head. Macy found herself with just enough time to utter "So fucking beautiful" one more time before Ashlee pulled her into another kiss that was just in time to muffle Ashlee's loud whimper of pleasure that signaled Ashlee's first orgasm of the night.

It was a wonderful, glorious earth shattering affair as Ashlee body shook and convulsed with ecstasy. Her whimpers were barely contained by the kiss and Macy found herself thanking whatever being, life force or what have you that controlled the universe for making Ashlee's parents choose a basement room for themselves while giving Ashlee a room on the second floor because if they'd been even a floor below them there was a fairly good chance they would've been awakened by their daughter's high pitched squeals of Sapphic pleasure. If not from the first burst then from the ones that followed in short order as Macy discovered that Ashlee was one of those lucky few capable of multiple orgasms when she decided to just keep fingering Ashlee's lovely, little pussy.

Macy had no clue how many times she made Ashlee come before Ashlee begged her to stop, but she was sure she'd counted at least three and possibly a fourth and by the end she was holding Ashlee's face to her bosom out of fear of being caught despite the fortuitous sleeping arrangements of Ashlee's parents house. All she knew was that it seemed like Ashlee would barely get a chance to catch her breath before the next one hit. It was almost as if the poor, lucky girl had one long continuous orgasm that stretch on for minutes. By the time Ashlee was slapping away Macy's hand Macy was simply stunned with what she'd just done.

"Wow that was fucking ama..." Macy began to say after Ashlee finally caught her breath only to find herself pulled into another kiss. Again, she could hardly protest. She was quickly finding herself enjoying Ashlee's passion for kissing. She also didn't protest when Ashlee rolled her onto her back without breaking the kiss until she began to once again kiss her way down Macy's body.

Macy could find no logical reason to protest this and somehow knew that it would be meaningless to even try. Not that she could even imagine doing so as Ashlee once again began to suckle on her still very aroused nipples one at a time going back and forth between them eagerly. Macy was simply too enthralled with the feel of Ashlee's mouth once again working its magic. Those soft hands gently, but firmly kneaded Macy's petite breasts with a slow burning passion that both fascinating and contagious. Even though they'd now been making love for God only knew how long Macy could still feel her arousal building to an almost unnerving level.

Ashlee too felt this continued growth of her lust, but she was hardly worried about it. Truthfully, she barely even registered it, because it was how she always felt when making love to Naiya. The fact that it was now Macy and not Naiya didn't really seem to matter. She was giving pleasure to someone she loved, someone she cared about. That was all that was important at that moment and at any moment she could possibly conceive of at that time. Something had changed inside of her and she was accepting that change without a moment of doubt or reflection and she found it all very freeing. As far as Ashlee was concerned as her kisses began to travel down away from Macy's breasts what she was sharing with Macy was the single greatest thing two friends could ever hope to share.

As Ashlee kissed her way down Macy's ribs to her belly one of Macy's hands began to softly pet Ashlee's hair while the other grabbed one of Ashlee's and held it gently Ashlee again felt like she'd had an epiphany. Macy was right. Deep down inside she had felt like Naiya was the one and only girl in the world, that one perfect match, her soul mate. What had driven her so mad in the last few weeks hadn't really been Naiya changing or even really betraying her. It had been Naiya failing to live up to Ashlee's expectations.

Suddenly, this thought actually struck Ashlee quite hard. Not in a bad way, really, but hard. She even lost track of what she was doing for a second and paused long enough for Macy to look down at her with a hint of worried curiosity in her eyes before Ashlee nipped the soft skin of Macy's belly playfully. Macy actually yipped in response and Ashlee couldn't help but smile as she did it again just a little lower down on Macy's flat, silky smooth tummy.

"You're so mean," Macy said after involuntarily shivering a little. She was smiling as she did so and was pleased when Ashlee ignored her and did it again, but she still added in a dreamy voice. "So fucking mean."

"I can't help it," Ashlee teased back almost welcoming the playful banter. It seemed to be working to help clear her head. "This belly is begging to be bitten." With that she placed another soft nip on Macy's belly, but this time she followed it up with a soft kiss on Macy's belly button. She then used her tongue to lick a circle around that very same navel as Macy sighed her approval.

For the moment the back in forth seemed to have ended and Ashlee once again began slowly sliding down Macy's body. She didn't really have that much farther to go until she reached her obvious destination and Macy let out a sigh she'd been visibly holding in for several seconds as Ashlee continued to teasingly kiss her way downward, but this proved to be a little premature as Ashlee's kisses and nips passed Macy's cunt altogether and instead began to move even further down Macy's body.

Macy almost protested until the sensation of another love bite on her inner thigh reached her brain and the protest failed to make it to her tongue. Instead, she found herself merely groaning as the nip was followed by another as Ashlee began to work her back to Macy's center and Macy relaxed. This too proved to be a tad presumptuous as Ashlee simply kissed Macy just above her clit on her way to bite Macy's other thigh. Ashlee did this twice more while always getting closer and closer to Macy's cunt, but never actually touching it. Oh, she touched a lot of soft, sensitive flesh with her teeth, tongue, lips and the soft caress of her free hand, but she never did more then kiss her way around Macy's slit teasingly.

"Wow, you... uh...really are mean," Macy said teasingly, pausing as Ashlee licked the sensitive flesh where her thigh joined her hip. Ashlee then proved her right by biting her in the same spot she'd just kissed so gently causing Macy to flinch and call Ashlee a bitch. Ashlee just laughed then blew a cool stream of air on Macy's warm, aroused pussy and then laughed again at the shivering sigh this elicited from Macy. Macy was just about to call her friend another choice name when Ashlee finally brought her mouth to Macy's cunt a gave it soft, tongue filled kiss as she brought her finger to Macy's clit and gave the hooded nubbin of flesh a gentle rub.

With this first taste of Macy's pussy straight from the source Ashlee knew the teasing was over. Macy knew it too, but she still couldn't help calling Ashlee a naughty bitch one more time as Ashlee's fingers spread her open and licked the pink flesh hidden just behind Macy's pussy lips. The next sound out of Macy's mouth were of a much kinder tone, but not what one could call words as that long, limber tongue found its way to her clit for a few well placed flicks.

As Ashlee began to move from testing, experimental tonguing to more a serious and true oral exploration of Macy's pussy she quickly took note of Macy's grip on her hand. The less she teased the tighter the grip became. When Ashlee took to sucking on Macy's hood while flicking it with her tongue that grip quickly became almost painful, but only for a split second. It happened again when Ashlee began to insert her index finger into Macy's cleft and again when she followed that with her middle finger. By the time Ashlee had inserted a third very well received finger into Macy she could barely feel her hand and as she began to fuck her friend in earnest while giving Macy's clit a loving, but somewhat merciless tongue lashing poor Macy was wordlessly threatening to break every bone in Ashlee's hand .

She was also coming close to ripping out Ashlee's hair just to hold Ashlee's mouth in place as she bucked her hips in rhythm with Ashlee's fingering. Ashlee didn't mind either one. In fact, that small amount of pain just spurred her on making her want to make Macy come just a little bit more than she already did. From the sounds and almost words that were coming from Macy as Ashlee continued to fuck and lick her passionately she wouldn't have long to wait.

Sadly, as the volume of Macy's vocal expression became louder and louder it began to seem inevitable that Ashlee's parents might overhear them despite the distance and multiple doors and walls between them all. Luckily, Macy was aware enough to recognize this fact on her own as she reluctantly released Ashlee's hand to grab for a pillow which she quickly used to cover her face just in time for her second orgasm of the night. The pillow barely worked, but it would have to do as Macy almost screamed out her pleasure into it as her body quaked with ecstasy.

Ashlee used her hands new found freedom to attempt to gain some semblance of control of Macy's still bucking hips and had some success until much to Macy's surprise and to Ashlee's pride Macy did something she'd only occasionally managed to do before: she came again almost as soon as the previous orgasm faded. It came as a complete shock to her, but it wasn't a shock that she minded receiving. Not that she was truly capable of minding anything at that point. She had a hard enough time just remembering to muffle her panting screams of joy without having to bother with actually thinking about anything beyond the pleasure that was tearing its way through her mind, body and soul.

By the time the last orgasm ran its course Macy was out of breath and momentarily satisfied. Ashlee, however, seemed hell bent on making her friend come at least one more time. Sadly, Macy was more than a little sensitive and after some begging for mercy she was able to convince Ashlee to join her in a kiss instead. Ashlee did as she was asked, but she made it clear that she would much rather have stayed between Macy's thighs until she felt Macy's tongue licking her own nectar from off of her lips. After that she was more than happy to join her in a slow, luxurious kiss that went on and on.

The kiss was a nice respite that allowed them to catch their breath and relax, but as it wore on and on the feel of their sweat dampened bodies slowly sliding against each other only served to rebuild their passion for each other. The way their nipples kept finding each other, the way their clits kept finding purchase on the others thigh or pelvis or whatever as they shifted their bodies against each other was just too much for both of them, but it was really too much for Ashlee who soon found herself softly grinding her pussy against Macy's thigh. Macy noticed almost immediately and, much to Ashlee's momentary chagrin, she put a stop to it by rolling Ashlee onto her back.

"Hush," Macy said quickly cutting off an obvious attempt to complain from Ashlee. "Trust me; you're going to love this." With that said she positioned herself between Ashlee's thighs and guided her relatively inexperienced friend until their clits were almost perfectly aligned as she laid down upon Ashlee's body for another kiss. Macy began to thrust her clit slowly against Ashlee's. Macy barely noticed that Ashlee's protests had completely vanished in almost an instant only to be replaced by soft, mumbling expressions of pleasure as her hands sought out the soft flesh of Macy's butt while her legs seemed to wrap themselves around Macy's back almost of their own accord.

It was somewhat awkward position, but to Ashlee the idea of their pussies essentially kissing was almost as good as the feel of their clits bumping against each other. Ashlee was instantly in love with the whole concept. The feel of Macy's lips on her own, the way their nipples kept sliding against each other as they pressed their chests together, the feel of Macy's buttocks flexing and releasing as she gripped them tightly. She thought for a second of the first time she was with Naiya, but the thought was fleeting. This was just so much better. All of it, everything they'd done together, even the pain she and Macy had shared in the park. It was all just too wonderful.