Life Turned Into Black

They both climbed to their part of the bed, Stacey's side feeling considerably less worn than Kayleigh's. From the indentation on her side, Stacey guessed no other woman could have slept in her bed since she had bought the mattress, which, she judged, must have been about the time she moved into the flat. It was awkward at first, especially for Stacey, sleeping in a bed with another woman. Occasionally a limb would catch a part of the other's naked flesh, but eventually they had both became comfortable in not caring where their hands ended up.

-4. THE MORNING AFTER HAD STRUCK and Stacey, unusually, had been the first to stir. A stray arm lay loosely around her chest, but there was something comforting about waking up with a beautiful woman by your side, she thought. She grabbed Kayleigh's wrist, then kissed it gently. She felt her lover's legs kick about as she squirmed awake. She murmured a few abstract words, before she had complete roused herself from the dream world. It was a nice sunny day, for once, today; the sun shone through a slight gap in the hastily shut curtains.

"I'll make breakfast if you want, seeing as you're always doin' it." Stacey said, rising up out of the bed, over taken by an intense feeling of euphoria. Kayleigh rubbed her eyes, and then stood too.

"No, I enjoy cooking for me and for you." Stacey's eyes widened-

"Or you're scared I'll poison you or summit'." The girls laughed, before Kayleigh came over, still naked apart from some sexy lingerie, and gave her lover a peck on the cheek.

"Will you break up with Travis today, so I can show you what you've been missing your whole life tonight?" Stacey nodded,

"What should I tell him?"

"That's its over because you want his sister to fuck your brains out." Again, they laughed, but both of them knew it could be a problem. Kayleigh barely knew her brother anymore, so how could she predict his reaction?

Travis sat inside his red Honda, with its subwoofer blasting out of the car boot and the red tinted headlights blasting out onto the tarmac and turning it a blood red tinge.

"Hey." A feminine voice said; it was Stacey. She had come baring an expressionless smile.

"'Iya babe, what's up?" Travis said, turning off the ignition and stepping out of his car. He attempted to wrap an arm around her waste, but she was having none of it; this was the kind of fake affection she had come to bore of.

"I know this is sudden, but it's over." She pulled away from his affection, and then headed back down the direction she had come. He stood in almost complete silence, perplexed by her revelation. A familiar anger had built up inside him; he knew who had caused this, and he knew what he was going to do about it.

"I've been waiting for you to come back for ages," an excited voice greeted as Kayleigh pushed her way through the stiff entrance to her flat. She carried two carrier bags of groceries, from a local supermarket, and had planned to cook a meal for the two of them. "I ended it, I don't think he cares." Stacey had said, taking a bag to help share the burden.

"Good." Kayleigh rummaged around in her bag and then pulled out an extremely sexy pair of stockings and suspenders. "For tonight, do you like them?" She pulled them further out of the bag and tried to measure them up against her body, as if to create a preview. They were black and made up out of silk and stocking material. Stacey blushed momentarily, and then smiled lustfully; a deep glint upon her eyes.

"I want to kiss you, now. We haven't kissed properly." Stacey pulled the stockings from her lover, and then placed them roughly somewhere on the counters of her kitchen. The girls closed their eyes as they edged closer, and pressed their lips against one and another's. Slowly Stacey began to push her tongue into her moist mouth, and taste her sweet taste for the first time. She smiled to herself, a warm resonating glow inside her body; telling her she was contented. She began to lift her arms and place them upon Kayleigh's back, who thus far had let her lover do all of the work, and explore the new areas of a female body. Kayleigh had worn a smart white blouse to work, and at the back she could feel her bra strap poking through. As she explored further down, locking tongues and exchanged tastes all at the same time, she had begun to reach down the waste band of her smart, black flared trousers. Kayleigh moaned deeply as she could feel the nails dig into the soft flesh just above her pussy. She had, in fact, been wearing no panties. Deciding the pace was too slow; however, Kayleigh rammed her lover onto one of the counters behind them, and began fondling her breasts in the heated speed of passion. They both moaned in resonance with each other, attempting to tear into the clothes to get at their throbbing sexual organs.

"No," Kayleigh whispered, attempting to talk but the excitement had taken over "I want to do things properly." As if a statement which told one million meanings, Stacey pulled back and nodded. Perhaps they had better take things slowly, she agreed, seeing as that had been where she had gone wrong in the past.

Kayleigh had cooked up spaghetti Carbonara, apparently made up of her family's own recipe. It tasted good to Stacey however, and that was all she could have asked for. Of course, no romantic meal could be complete without a dessert; which consisted simply of strawberries and Madagascan double cream.

"Let's take it into the bedroom," Stacey suggested, picking up a glass bowl which contained the strawberries.

"You're so kinky, pass them here." Kayleigh had replied, both giggling constantly. Stacey sat back down at the dining table chair and watched in amazement as her lover took the bowl and sat upon her knee. She began picking at the strawberries teasingly, dipping it in cream, them moving it towards her mouth as if to gesture feeding her it. Just as the cream would coat her lover's mouth, she would pull it away and eat it for herself. After the third strawberry both girls had grown bored of this game and Stacey had reclaimed the bowl.

"I'm so wet right now, watching this fucking gorgeous girl in front of me, sat on my lap. I just want you to fuck me. Come here." Stacey, overcome by the throbbing anticipation coming from her numb and aching pussy, she grabbed her lovers neck and hauled her towards her. They began to kiss intensely, thrashing their tongues down each others throats and exchanging endless amounts of sweet fluids. They hooked hands, and then headed towards the darkened refuge of her bedroom.

Stacey collapsed onto the bed, and then began rummaging around at the buttons of her trousers, but she could not undue them quick enough. Kayleigh sat down upon her, and rammed her own pussy into Stacey's. She moved it up and down, rubbing the fabric of their trousers against their pussies. She bit her bottom lip as she did it, and stared smiling down at the powerless girl.

"Oh yeah, I'm so wet baby." Said Kayleigh, as she began rubbing her own pebble like tits underneath the looseness of her white blouse. Stacey had become silent, overtaken by this bliss she had begun to feel. She simply couldn't get enough of this sexy, liberated woman before her. She begun to reach out to her chest, then began rubbing her tits too. Kayleigh returned the favour by reaching over and massaging her lover's, as well. They both moaned and fidgeted about rhythmically for a while; before moving onto the next stage of their love making. Two hands scrambled about, searching for the buttons of Kayleigh's blouse, but it was too late; Kayleigh herself had ripped it open and threw it onto the floor somewhere. Stacey's simple vest top had come off a breeze in comparison; simply lifting up over her head. They began kissing slowly, more sensuality than in the kitchen, as they lay on top of each other; with their bras rubbing together. Kayleigh unhooked her own bra, and let it flop away onto the floor; the naked air nipping away at her red hot skin. With her tongue, she began tracing down a line- starting from her lover's chin and down to the belly button upon her stomach. She stopped at the stomach for a while, lightly kissing and biting as Stacey unhooked her bra, too. A wandering hand had found itself within the vicinity of Kayleigh's wet, juicy pussy. Kayleigh, revelling in the attention her aching pussy was getting, began fumbling at the buttons of her trousers, until finally both girls lay atop each other in only their panties. Stacey began rubbing her own little nub, while delving her free hand into her lover's pants. Kayleigh ushered the hand on, encouraging her to finger fuck her harder, rocking back and forth with the rhythm of her hand. Stacey pulled the hand out, and then pushed Kayleigh back so that she now lay on top. Calling out in moans of ecstasy, Kayleigh began rubbing down Stacey's smooth butt crack, and to her pussy hole. She attentively fingered the outside area, as Stacey began sucking onto her erect tits, and burying her face within the moderate mounds. Her breathing became even heavier as Kayleigh would delve her finger even further into the juicy, sweet pussy. Her voice breaking as the moans resonated higher and higher. She felt Stacey's body plunge into orgasm, as she began pulling two fingers in and out of her, as well as rotating her hard clit in circular motions. She buried her face into the sheets of the bed as she had came thrashing down to earth, grabbing onto Kayleigh's shoulders for protection. The pleasure, however, was not over for Stacey. Kayleigh still hadn't eaten her desert. They rolled over once more, this time Stacey had become almost exhausted, and Kayleigh begun licking a smooth trail down from her chin to the bellybutton upon her stomach. She licked around the flesh of her pussy, she could taste the cum juice which had poured out during her first orgasm. Kayleigh quickly glanced up, towards her lover, to check she should go ahead. She lay with her arm loosely slung over her face, but she still kept eye contact. She smiled, in realisation to what was going to happen next, then reached down to Kayleigh's hair and tangled her nails within it. Kayleigh maintained eye contact, giving a look as if she were obeying Stacey's command, as she began to tease her nub with her tongue. It danced around her lips; it rotated around her nub; soaking up all of her sweet, tasty juices. Kayleigh could not get enough of her taste, loving the sensation the smooth skin of a pussy created, rubbing against her tongue. Again, Stacey's body began to arch upwards as her body neared an even more intense orgasm, her nails this time digging into Kayleigh's shoulders and neck.

"Fuck!" Stacey screamed, no longer being able to hold back her screams of pure bliss, "Oh my fucking"-

As she came, pussy juice spraying the entirety of Kayleigh's face, she returned to surface and began sensually kissing once more. Stacey revelled in the taste of her own pussy, and wanted to taste Kayleigh's, too. Reinvigorated from the last orgasm, Stacey slid out from under Kayleigh's embrace, and moved her head down to her lover's smooth, shaven pussy. It was covered in wet, juicy pre-cum juice, ready to just be licked up and savoured. First of all, she pushed her two fingers in and out of the pussy hole, feeling the wet walls of her pussy within her grasp. She watched as Kayleigh became more aroused by the second, plunging her fingers in and out; slowly at first then speeding progressively. She couldn't wait any longer; she wanted to taste that hot, juicy pussy. She moved her mouth forwards, and then sucked on the nub moving it in all kinds of obscure positions. She began thrashing the nub with her tongue, caressing it with the fronts of her teeth; savouring every last taste. Until, after the most intense build up Kayleigh had ever felt; until she finally came to a giant climax. They held hands as the orgasm rippled through her body, warming her very essence.

Afterwards, too exhausted from pleasure to move, they lay holding each other in a long, warm embrace. Kayleigh had fallen asleep almost immediately after her orgasm; however, Stacey had lay awake watching the night pass them by. The warmth in the palm of her hand, gently perspiring balls of sweat, bought Stacey to a slow slumber, where she had fallen in and out of dreams where she lived a contented life with Kayleigh; one without stigmata and prejudices. She wrapped her arm around Kayleigh's waste, stirring her slightly, the whispered the final words "I love you," into her ears before falling finally asleep. Kayleigh smiled to herself, a faint tear rolling down her cheek. She had found her.

-5. A TALL, HOOD CLADDEN BOY had stridden up the hallway to Kayleigh's flat. He had an unfamiliar air about him, but nether the less, it was Travis- her brother. The way he had nervously entered the stairwell, holding an item behind his back, proved all was not well. He stood upon the last step, taking a deep breath in, and then banged upon the metal door with his knuckles. There was a faint rustling from inside, however his sister had finally answered. She bore a silk dressing gown, with the fabric of her lingerie just poking out underneath. Realising it was her brother; she had made an extra effort to conceal her almost naked body. He didn't smile, as she had smiled at him, but instead remained persistently grimacing.

"Why the fuck did you do it, 'ey?" Travis shouted, banging the doorway with his free hand, the other hand remained concealed behind his back. Realising what this had been about, his sister had retreated further back into her flat, afraid of his increasing aggression.

"I'm so sorry, I wish I didn't feel"- She pleaded, interrupted again by his banging of the doorway.

"No you're not sorry! If you were sorry you wouldn't have fucked my girlfriend, you fucking dike. You make me sick." His voice had become even louder and even more aggressive now, stirring Stacey from her once sleepy-state. She wandered out of the bedroom, and towards the doorway. She gasped in horror as the room disintegrated in a loud bang, and her lover dropped to the ground. The voice at the door had now turned into the scampering footsteps of a criminal; perhaps a murderer. The expressionless sorrow, the sine of pain and life its self escaping, spread upon Kayleigh's paler face. Blood pouring from her guts, as she attempted to conceal it with her hands. Tears rolling down her cheeks, Stacey grabbed for the telephone, shakily dialling '999', but the whole thing was happening far too quickly to comprehend. Whines of pain came from the quickening corpse, fears of dying alone.

"Don't..." Kayleigh had called out, blood spewing from her mouth, "be with me now." Stacey dropped the phone, a woman's voice calling out. She dashed to her lover, and watched as the life turned into black. "I love you too," she called out in one last gallant breath. It was too late; however, the damage had been done.

Outside her brother stood, shakily holding a mobile phone up to his ear, and calling for an ambulance. Not even the petty criminals he knew would take him in now; he had killed his own sister because of the green-eyed monster.