Angela's Present

This time however, Angela didn't bite Zoey's toe. No, this time it was Angela's tongue that found its way to Zoey's foot as it licked the sole of that foot from heel to toe before Angela's lips wrapped themselves around the same toe she'd bitten only moments before. This time however there was no biting, but it had a similar effect as Zoey was once again completely awake and staring dreamily at the beautiful angel who was staring right back at her as she softly sucked on Zoey's toes.

Zoey couldn't help but moan softly at both the sight and the sensation as the friendly foot rub was now clearly revealed as something so much more. Zoey was quick to discover that the part of her that had been quietly protesting the signals she'd been picking were completely silent as Angela's lips left her toes and began to kiss their way back down the sole of Zoey's foot while Angela's hands began to softly push the loose material of Zoey's pajama bottoms up Zoey's leg. Angela then began to softly kiss her way down Zoey's ankle and calf and then the back of her knee as Zoey just continued to watch her with half closed eyes.

Once Angela had pushed the leg of Zoey's pajama's as far as she could she switched legs and then did the same thing in reverse kissing her way up from Zoey's knee until she reached Zoey's other sensitive foot. This time, however, she didn't linger too long. Instead after a few moments of placing soft kisses on the soles of Zoey's feet she allowed Zoey's legs to fall to her side and then, almost as if in slow motion, began to move so as to lay herself on top of Zoey's soft, accepting body. Zoey's hands instantly found their way to the sides of Angela's face the moment it was in reach to pull her into a sweet, loving and very non-platonic kiss that felt like the most natural and wonderful thing in the world.

Any doubts or fears that Zoey may have had about what would happen should they ever cross the line between friends and lovers again were already dead before their lips even met. They'd really only just begun, but already Zoey knew that there was no going back. Unlike the night when they first dared to explore their true feelings for each other Zoey felt no trepidation, no doubt as she allowed her young friend to take her wherever she wanted to go.

Still, this first kiss of the night was at first almost timid. Just a soft pressing together of their lips. It was almost as if Angela, even after all Zoey had already allowed her to do, was unsure of whether or not her older friend would accept her kiss. After what had happened the last time they had kissed this was perfectly understandable. When Zoey did accept, however, Angela's comfort level quickly increased as the kiss instantly became more open, more passionate with Zoey allowing Angela to call all the shots and lead her at whatever pace she chose.

It was a most unnatural decision for Zoey who tended to be more dominant with her female lovers, but it was a good decision as the young woman chose a slow and sensuous approach that perfectly suited the moment. Slowly their lips parted and their tongues reached out to each other. They shared a breath and just enjoyed the soft caress of each other's kiss as they relaxed into each other.

Their hands, however, were relatively still. Zoey's were occupied with merely touching and holding Angela's beautiful face. Angela's hands, for their part, just kind of found their way under Zoey's shoulders gently pulling them both closer together. This was enough though. At least it was for the moment as they continued to settle into each other. In fact, it only made what was too follow that much better as they slowly began to grow braver with each other.

It was, of course, Angela who began to up the passion at first, but Zoey followed suit eagerly as she felt Angela's hands begin to work their way down her body. When Zoey felt those gentle hands begin to caress their way under her top she reluctantly stopped holding and caressing Angela's soft, beautiful face and began to allow her own hands more freedom of movement. By the time Zoey's hands began to match Angela's by caressing and playing, clawing the soft skin of Angela's back under the thin material of her t-shirt their kiss was already beginning to become much more vigorous. They were sighing and almost moaning into each other's mouths as they pulled each other close. Their kiss was almost purely a locking of the lips and a tangling of tongues. It was so simple that it almost seemed like it shouldn't be enough, but it was still somehow perfect.

When Zoey's hands began to move downward to fondle Angela's soft, little ass that perfect kiss began to change. No longer was their lip lock sufficient as Angela responded to Zoey's gentle hand's tender fondling by instinctively grinding her pelvis against Zoey. Almost instantly the kiss broke and Zoey looked into Angela's eyes. She had just enough time to see the lust there as they both maneuvered their legs to allow themselves both a soft thigh to grind against before she found herself pulling Angela's pretty, young face back to her own for another passionate kiss. This time however the kiss quickly left their lips and began to find other softness to kiss while their hips began to move on their own.

This was not at all what Zoey had expected of her night and even if she had she wouldn't have expected it to go like this. After everything they'd been through together she really should've known better, but this, this grinding and fucking each other as they kissed before they'd even removed one single item of clothing had such a wanton feel to it. It was such an odd contrast to the way everything had gone up to that point. Still, like the kiss, like that sensuous way Angela had kissed and fondled Zoey's feet this grinding just felt so right that when she stopped wasting her thoughts trying to analyze it she couldn't help but realize that it was the right thing for them to be doing. Sadly, just as she was coming to accept this and enjoy the feel of friction between their still clothed bodies it quickly became apparent it wasn't meant to last.

Well, not sadly and it didn't really end, but at first Zoey was more than a little disappointed when Angela suddenly stopped grinding against her and pulled away. Zoey actually tried to stop her and pull Angela back to her with an angry grunt. She was unsuccessful, but she was rewarded with a playful little laugh followed by a soft kiss on her forehead before Angela sat back up, grabbed Zoey's pajama bottoms tie string to untie it and said "Chill out, girl. We aren't stopping. I'm just going to make us a little more comfortable." Angela then began to tug on her older friends flannel pants until the offending garment began to come away to reveal Zoey's bare, almost completely bald pussy.

"Mmm," Angela said as she stared at the already beautifully wet and puffy flower before her while smiling mischievously. "Only naughty girls don't wear panties." Angela then, with a small sparkle of malevolent join in her eyes, bent down and placed the lightest of licks down the length of Zoey's crease. Zoey could only groan in response as her body instantly went almost limp. She really should've known better, but a second latter she almost jumped from the couch after Angela playfully smacked her aroused pussy and then laughed devilishly.

"You're such a bitch," Zoey said smiling at the playful, little imp of a girl before reaching up to pull to pull Angela back to her.

"No, no, no. Not yet, cutie." Angela replied still smiling her playfully evil little smile as she backed away from Zoey's hands. Angela then got up to remove her own pajama bottoms and then her shirt until she was standing there naked in dim light of the television and the miniscule little lamp next to the couch. For a brief second Zoey just stared at her almost stunned by her beauty, but then she found herself being pulled up to her feet and brought into a short, but sweet kiss that ended with her own shirt being tossed on to the couch. This action too was followed by a brief, loving kiss before once again Angela broke them apart. This time, however, she didn't laugh. This time she grabbed Zoey's hand and said softly, with a bright, now almost angelic little smile "C'mon. Let's go to bed."

Zoey could find no reason to argue with this request. No, even though it was still a bit odd to think about what exactly was going on and how quickly the night had changed from two friends just hanging out, getting high and watching movies to this Zoey was now firmly aware that this was exactly what she both wanted and needed. No need to think anything through, no need to let her worries and insecurities get the better of her. No, she only needed to follow the wonderful and whimsical little Angel/Devil into her own bedroom and everything would be good, she just knew it.

Of course, as she did follow Angela, her eyes unabashedly taking in the beauty of Angela's long, thin back, the cute, little dimples just above her hips (with a cute, little butterfly tattooed in-between) and the evident softness of her small, but shapely backside, Zoey couldn't even imagine being nervous. In fact, just about the only thing she was feeling at that moment was a deep and overwhelming sense of arousal. Not just because Angela's body was more beautiful then she'd ever imagined either. No, it was, but that wasn't the only thing that made it impossible for Zoey to resist the younger woman's pull. After weeks and months of denying to herself just how much she wanted to be with this little vixen who was now opening the door to Zoey's own bedroom Zoey was finally allowing her true feelings free reign. She wanted Angela and she wanted her wholly and truly.

Still, even Zoey was a bit surprised at herself when, as they crossed the threshold of her room and Angela closed the door behind them, Zoey took advantage of the darkness and pulled Angela to her into a lusty embrace. Not just a kiss, but a true and very sexual embrace. Oh, they did kiss, but that was hardly everything. Zoey's hands were instantly busy finding soft flesh to grab, knead and caress. Angela, too, after a sweet, squeaking gasp, quickly began to explore Zoey's body as they stood there in the dark pawing at each other hungrily as they blindly stumbled their way towards Zoey's bed.

Stumbled was the key word as they both discovered when they finally maneuvered their way across the short distance between the doorway and the bed and promptly fell onto it together. It was hardly graceful, but they recovered nicely and barely missed a beat when they crashed with Zoey landing more or less on her back with Angela happily on top of her. They only broke the kiss for a second to scoot themselves to the center of the queen size mattress before eagerly returning to their embrace.

Maybe it was just because of how they'd landed or maybe it was just the way it was supposed to happen, but once again Zoey found herself relinquishing control to her young friend. She also was quick to rediscover that were definite befits to doing so as Angela's kisses quickly began to meander away from Zoey's lips to kiss their way downward at a slow and patient pace.

Angela's hand, however, was far less patient as it found it's way between Zoey's thighs. Zoey didn't mind one little bit. Not even when Angela shifted herself so she was only partially laying on top of Zoey's prone form so she could move her hand more freely. Sure, for a second she missed the feel of Angela's body pressed so sweetly against her own, covering her completely, but as Angela's fingers began to caress their way up and down and then between her pussy lips Zoey could find nothing at all to complain about.

Then, just as Angela's soft lips found their way to Zoey's breasts to take a nipple between her teeth, one of those wonderful fingers found its way inside of her. This was quickly followed by Angela's palm pressing itself firmly against her clit. Within seconds Zoey quickly went from soft sighs and small, quiet moans to almost squealing out her joy into the darkness of her room.

This was nothing like what Zoey had ever imagined making love to Angela would ever be like and, yes, she had thought about it with no small amount of guilt increasingly in the time since they'd first kissed as well as before. Still, she'd somehow imagined nothing quite like this. It had been so soft, so tender, and so slow in her mind. She'd also always imagined herself in control of the moment. This was not anything like those drunken, shameful masturbation fantasies, but that did not matter in the least, because it was better than anything her very vivid and active imagination could ever have concocted on its own.

By the time Angela added a second finger Zoey was quickly losing control and she was no longer capable of contemplating the difference between fantasy and reality. Her hips began humping in rhythm with Angela's fingers and she was panting ecstatically as she began to feel her first orgasm of the night beginning to build deep within her even as she struggled to contain it for no other reason than that she wanted the pleasure to last. She was moderately successful until Angela ceased her oral attentions on Zoey's breasts and did something that made it impossible for Zoey to maintain any semblance of control: she placed her lips right next to Zoey's ears and spoke.

"Don't hold back, baby," Angela whispered into Zoey's ear and then placed a kiss there as well followed by a soft nibble on Zoey's earlobe before continuing. "I want you to come, Zoey... I wanna see you when you come... Please come, Zoey... You're so fucking beautiful... Come for me, baby." With each pause Angela placed another soft kiss somewhere on Zoey's face. By the time Angela's kisses had reached Zoey's neck Zoey could no longer hold back. She also didn't want to. She wanted to show Angela how she looked when she came, she wanted Angela to think she was beautiful, she wanted her to know how much she loved the way Angela's fingers were fucking her. She just had to. She needed to. Mostly, however, she just couldn't hold it back any longer. She had to come and so she did.

Zoey tried to scream out her pleasure, but she couldn't. Not just because Angela's mouth had moved to cover her own just as the wave was finally released, but also because no noise escaped her at first except the sound of her inhaling deeply. When she exhaled, however, Angela's kiss could barely contain the sound of her orgasmic joy, but Zoey still couldn't hear a thing except the buzzing of the blood rushing to her brain as her body began to turn to jelly while she struggled to maintain consciousness as the wave slowly passed.

How she succeeded in staying conscious was beyond Zoey, but she did despite the fact she'd just had one of the most intense orgasms of her life. It was so intense, so good, and so beautiful that if it had been the only one she had that night, she would've been more than satisfied. It wasn't though, but she was hardly going to complain about that. Nor did she see any reason to complain when Angela's fingers found their way to her mouth so she and Angela could share a taste of Zoey's nectar as they kissed and Angela allowed her older lover and chance to catch her breath before she once again began to kiss her way down Zoey's body.

It seemed that now that Angela had managed to make Zoey come that the pace Angela chose was definitely slower. Again, Zoey didn't mind as she just laid back and softly petted Angela's hair while the young, beautiful woman kissed her way to Zoey's clavicle and then her breasts to once again kiss Zoey's soft mounds and sensitive nipples with sweet, soft patience and love. Seemingly every square inch of skin was treated to a gentle nibble or an affectionate kiss or lick as Angela leisurely explored Zoey's body.

Zoey, for her part, just laid there blissfully sighing as she watched Angela through half closed eyes. Angela, too, made sure to look into Zoey's eyes whenever possible while going from one fleshy mound to the other, smiling a little when Zoey's sighs turned to soft moans whenever Angela chose to tease one puffy nipple or the other. More than once Zoey managed to smile back as she luxuriated in the pleasure Angela was giving her until those kisses once again began to move away from Zoey's lustful gaze in a downward trajectory that spoke of only one possible destination.

A younger version of Zoey might have been a little miffed at the slow pace of Angela's trek down Zoey's body. Her younger self may even have resorted to pushing Angela's head ever downward instead of simply petting and caressing Angela's soft mane of shoulder length blonde locks, but Zoey was not that younger version of herself anymore. Sure, she wouldn't have complained for even a second if Angela had simply gone straight from fingering her to eating her out, but she was mature enough now to know there was more than one way to enjoy the pleasures of making love to another woman.

Honestly, Zoey was more than a little impressed with how mature Angela seemed at this most intimate of moments. She'd known for awhile now that Angela was hardly a child, but she was still amazed by the amount of control her young friend seemed to have. Maybe she herself had just been a tad bit more immature than Angela when she was younger, but she didn't know. All she knew was that Angela was so far easily surpassing any preconceptions she had in ways that were simply mind blowing as those soft kisses began to work their way slowly down Zoey's ribcage to her sensitive tummy.

"So good..." Zoey whispered almost against her will when Angela's little butterfly kisses tickled her belly. She hadn't meant to say it. It had just slipped out, but as soon as she realized she'd said it Zoey was glad because she was instantly rewarded with both a melodious little laugh from Angela and then a nice, gentle nip on her belly that sent shivers up and down her spine.

"Mmm," Angela said in a laughing, little voice as the shiver passed. "Someone likes being bit." Angela then placed another playful nibble on Zoey's stomach and was again rewarded with a shiver as well as a shaky little moan.

"Meanie," was the only thing Zoey could think of in way of a response, but Angela obviously didn't mind as she once again nipped the sensitive flesh of Zoey's stomach and followed it with a series of soft, descending kisses towards Zoey's navel where stayed awhile to tease before moving on. When the kisses reached the small strip of dark hair just above Zoey's pussy Zoey half expected more slow teasing and at first this prediction seemed to hold true as Angela began to veer off to the side to place a few soft kisses on first one thigh and then the other. Zoey was hardly disappointed and was perfectly willing to endure the teasing. She even allowed herself to lay back and relax for the briefest of seconds before she once again found herself shivering with delight when she felt Angela's soft, plaint tongue tracing the crease the of her puffy and aroused sex.

"Oh god, Angela," Zoey said in a shaky whisper, once again losing control of the filter between thought and expression. Angela didn't care. In fact, she took it as an excellent sign that Zoey was ready to come once again. Truth be told Zoey had been ready for quite some time, but that hardly mattered as Angela's tongue continued to explore Zoey's pussy while her fingers slowly spread her labia apart to grant her access to the sweet, pink flesh hidden beneath.

Zoey was happy to discover that Angela's tongue was just as skilled as her fingers had been at making her quiver. Even the slightest wet caress from that agile appendage on the most seemingly insignificant bit of flesh was enough to make Zoey buck and moan. Angela hadn't even touched Zoey's clit yet and the older women was already groaning and squirming as if she were about to come. Once Angela's tongue ventured upward for just the briefest of licks on that sensitive little bud Zoey's hips bucked hard enough that Angela nearly bit her own tongue. All Angela could do was chuckle briefly before returning to her task.