Amaranthine

Dani looked up into the dark green eyes that towered above her as Cait braced her forearm against the wall. The big girl’s body pressed up against her, making the closet, and Dani, feel even smaller than they already were. She loved it, and she could tell Cait knew it as a slow smile spread across the Amazon’s face.

Her heart was hammering against her ribcage as she thought back on her 18th birthday party. She’d been waiting for Cait to walk in all night. Dani had crushed on her since freshman year, but the big blonde had always been with Jess. Even after the whole school realized that wasn’t really stopping Cait from sowing her wild oats, things had just never really aligned for Dani.

When Cait had finally walked in around 9:30, without Jess, Dani’s heart had soared. She hadn’t quite understood the look Teia had given her, finding her face immediately after following Cait in, but it had made her blush, and given her hope. After the animated brunette had gotten the party started, and gotten Cait good and lubricated, she’d suggested starting up a game of spin the bottle. When it came to party games, the force of Teia’s personality turned suggestions into commands, and a circle of some of the more free-spirited guests had formed.

Normally, it wouldn’t have been Dani’s thing. She was a bit of a serial monogamist, and even if she was single now, she’d never randomly made out with someone at a party. But this was her last high school party. Technically not even that, since they’d all graduated last week, but she didn’t think that really changed things yet. Still, when Cait sat down in the circle next to Teia sipping from a red solo cup, Dani figured worst-case scenario meant she’d still kiss someone. It was her birthday after all, might as well make it memorable, right?

That had come true way faster than she expected, when Mark had yelled out that she should spin first, being the birthday girl and all. The look in his glassy drunk eyes hadn’t escaped her, and she knew her ex wasn’t suggesting that without ulterior motives.

Please no, I didn’t like kissing that guy when we were dating.

Still, Dani had always been weak to peer pressure, and she’d taken the bottle to spin. Her heart had fluttered as it slowed, soooo close to where she wanted it to stop. Instead of Cait, however, it had stopped on Teia. The girl had grinned at her, in a way that made her feel like food, but food prepared by a master for all the desire that look contained. Teia had crawled over to her, and while Dani didn’t consider herself gay regardless of her crush on Cait, she wasn’t so straight that she couldn’t appreciate the generous tanned cleavage Teia’s loose shirt revealed as it hung low.

Teia had been chewing gum all night, and Dani watched her lips move as she crawled towards her. She blew a bubble as she approached, and Dani could feel the burst of air on her lips when it popped. Teia smirked at her little jump, before she closed the distance, cupping Dani’s jaw in her hands and kissing her.

Jesus, that kiss. Her mouth had tasted like grape and heat, spicier than she expected, and her soft, full lips had pressed so tight against her own, as Teia slipped her tongue into Dani’s mouth deep, tasting her in turn. She’d felt Teia run her tongue along the inside of her teeth before entwining with her own, a skill and sensuality in her motions Dani hadn’t known was missing with all the high school boys she’d been with, but now made her rethink whether or not ‘straight’ would really be what she labeled herself moving forward.

When Teia had pulled back, breaking the kiss, Dani hadn’t even realized it, kissing the air until laughter pulled her out of her trance. She’d blushed, meeting Teia’s teasing eyes as she’d returned to her spot. The girl had winked one of those big hazel eyes, twitching her head towards Cait. When Dani had looked over, the big blonde had her lower lip caught between her teeth, chest rising and falling heavily after watching the show. Dani had barely broken eye contact from then, until… now.

“Wasn’t sure you’d go for it, when Teia said the last spin should have a twist,” Cait said, stroking the finger of her free hand under Dani’s chin. She shivered as she was pulled out of remembrance, reminded that, yes, that all had actuallyhappened. “I’m glad you did though. I didn’t bring you a present, and I’d love for you to let me make it up to you.”

Dani could barely speak as Cait’s warm breath washed over her face. It smelled like good whiskey, better than the stuff she’d been able to convince her cousin to buy them.

“Y-yeah, me too,” she stammered, kicking herself for not being more assertive. “I, uh… what should we do?”

Cait brought her face closer, touching her forehead to Dani’s.

“I don’t know, birthday girl, any requests?” She whispered, her voice deep and husky. She dipped her head to bite gently on the crown of Dani’s ear. When Dani responded with nothing but heavy, barely controlled breathing, Cait continued, whispering directly into her ear. “Or do you want me to take control?”

Dani’s nod was slight, barely perceptible, and the chuckle Cait let out into her ear, hot, almost cruel, sent shocks down her spine. The big blonde cupped her chin, tight, digging her thumb into Dani’s cheek as she pulled her face to her own. Cait’s lips brushed hers as she spoke her next words.

“I need to hear you say it, birthday girl,” she said, punctuating her statement with the lightest brush of a kiss on the corner of Dani’s mouth, “because I’m going to feel real bad about the things I want to do to you, if you don’t tell me you want them.”

Dani’s mind raced, a million directions at once. She was no kissless virgin, hell, even if she had been, Teia would have made sure at least part of that wasn’t true. But all of her other experiences had been so… straightforward. Boring. And if they weren’t boring, then painful, or awkward. This though, if she wasn’t perfectly healthy, she’d be worried she was about to die. She couldn’t think straight, and her body burned. Burned with desire, with fear, anticipation…

“Please, do it.”

Cait kissed her, hard, pressing Dani’s head back against the wall. Her lips were softer than Dani expected, and she tasted the way an upscale liquor shop looked, deep and rich, whiskey with a hint of honey. Their breath mixed as their lips worked together, and Dani’s head felt so light she thought Cait might be drinking her soul. A price that, right then, she was happy to pay. Once more, Dani was left with her tongue in the air as she let out a soft whine when Cait broke the kiss, moving her lips to Dani’s neck.

That whine turned into a moan as she felt Cait’s teeth on the soft skin of her neck, not wasting any time leaving a mark on her. The girl’s fingers traced down her ribs, over the firm muscle of her gymnast’s stomach, before brushing under her waistband. Dani laced her fingers into Cait’s ash blonde hair, pressing her lips into her neck, and Cait chuckled as she found another spot to bite.

Faster than Dani could have done it herself, her jean shorts were on the floor, and Cait’s hand ran over her panties, already soaking through with her arousal. She heard Cait laugh again, hooking a couple fingers into the fabric and pulling, ripping the panties off of her like they were made of paper. Then she was in the air.

At 4’11, 109 lbs, Dani wasn’t exactly a huge burden, but Cait lifted her thighs to her shoulders like she was a toy. Dani braced herself against the ceiling as she wrapped her legs around Cait’s neck, the Amazon taking a step back to get a better angle on Dani’s pussy. Dani gasped as she felt Cait’s tongue find her clit, then immediately back off, kissing around the sensitive skin surrounding it. One of her hands supported Dani’s lower back, arched towards Cait’s mouth, while the other explored the firm asscheeks Dani had worked so hard for.

Cait sucked her clit back into her mouth, not letting her tongue touch the sensitive nub, just letting the indirect pressure of her lips drive Dani wild. She knew her fingers were shaking against the back of Cait’s head as she lost control in the face of the girl’s attention, but she didn’t care. Unbidden, the thought of the time Mark had tried to bite her clit came to mind, and she frowned, before her mind was blanked as the flat of Cait’s tongue finally pressed against her pleasure button.

She moaned loud enough that she would have been mortified if she’d been thinking straight, given that the party guests would now be damn sure it wasn’t just a makeout sesh going down in the closet. Dani wasn’t thinking straight though, and she grinned, growling even louder as she started to grind her hips against Cait’s tongue. She could feel a wave building in her womb, and she wanted to release it more than she’d ever wanted anything.

Cait wanted it too, and slipped two fingers inside her dripping pussy, finding her g-spot in less than a second and stroking the tips against it as her tongue worked at Dani’s clit. Dani felt herself tensing up, brain starting to misfire as the pleasure over came her. She squeaked pathetically as she finally came, gasping and going limp in Cait’s arms as the Amazon lightened the pressure on her pussy. Cait’s tongue guided her through the aftershocks, coaxing out an orgasm that felt like it lasted the titular 7 minutes on its own.

On cue, the closet door rang out with 3 sharp knocks.

“That’s 7!” Mark’s slurring voice floated through the door, a tremor in his voice that definitely wasn’t just the cheap liquor. “Let’s see the birthday girl!”

Dani’s eyes shot wide, but found Cait’s squinting in a wicked smirk, clouded with lust. In one smooth motion, she spun, letting Dani’s thighs slip off of her shoulders as she pinned the gymnast to the door, knees in her armpits. Dani’s pulse raced as she could feel Cait’s throbbing cockhead brush against her dripping entrance.

When did she even…?

Cait thrust into her, filling her so completely that it didn’t leave any more room for thought. As her rhythmic thrusts began to shake the door, Dani heard her say:

“Sorry buddy. She was always going to need more than seven minutes.”