This story is a continuation of the characters from 'Relief'. It is going to be self contained however so there is no need to have read my previous work. I would also like to apologise for a couple of minor continuity issues. When I initially wrote 'Relief' I had not entirely fleshed out the characters some decisions they made may seem a little confusing on reading this.
Also, although this will be a primarily lesbian romance, I am eager to explore other couplings so there will be a variety of scenes. If these are not to your taste then feel free to skip the sex to where the story picks up again Xxx
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The last few weeks of Laura's life had been bliss. It had been one of the hottest summers of her life and, despite the lack of rain; it had also been one of the wettest. Laura and Nadia couldn't keep their hands off of each other. Wherever they went they found they needed each other. On countless occasions they seemed to find themselves in public rest rooms, fingers roaming, tongues exploring. There was always the worry that they might be caught but the moment they started, they just didn't care.
Ever since that first night together, she'd found her sex drive had risen a level she'd never dreamed of. Even when Nadia wasn't around she started her mind drifting back to their last session. In these moments, all she could do was wait until she was alone and touch herself.
She would start by wetting her fingers on her tongue and slowly running them around her rock hard nipples. The sensation of saliva evaporating off of them made her shiver with desire as she remembered what it felt like as Nadia would pull her mouth away from Laura's breasts, leaving that wet patch over the nipple. After that her body knew what would be coming next. Laura would close her eyes and slide her hand between her legs to rub her burning clit. The moment she started, a cascade of satisfaction would roll over her. She would massage her aching parts until, always with a tsunami of wetness, she came and her body would calm itself for a while.
But although masturbation had become sheer ecstasy, that was nothing compared with the sex itself. They would fuck for hours, only breaking to eat and drink. When they were finished, they would lie there and talk. Nadia could be fascinating. In a moment she could switch from sexy to witty to clever. Laura was in love for the first time in her life. This was what scared her.
She knew eventually that thing would come up. She knew Nadia would want to have a real relationship. She knew it was cruel to expect anything else, that she must be prepared to take her home to her parents. She couldn't though. She wasn't ready to explain why. What if Nadia though she was ashamed?
The two were getting ready to go out to dinner. Nadia was wearing a black top and skirt with fishnet stockings. She had the most incredible legs. It was all Laura could do to keep her eyes, and indeed her hands, off of them. She hugged Nadia from behind and began to kiss her neck.
"Hello," said Nadia with a cheeky smile and whispered "I'm thinking someone's gonna struggle to get through this evening without..." her voice trailed off and was replace by a moan. Laura had slipped her hand under Nadia's top and begun to play with her nipple.
"I've got you a little present" whispered Laura.
Nadia turned her head and raised an eyebrow and Laura pulled out a small, purple, rubber, oblong from her bag.
"You put this between your legs and I can control it" she said, pulling out a little black remote with a dial on it.
Nadia's face lit up with cheeky excitement. Laura undid the button on the front of her girlfriend's skirt, slid her hand down under the panties with the toy clasped in it, positioning it. She then removed her hand and did the button back up.
Laura decided to take it for a little test drive, turning the dial up to 1. Nadia stood for a moment, closed her eyes and swayed slightly. Laura turned it off and Nadia let out a soft moan at the loss of stimulation.
"Later my love" smiled Laura as she took her by the hand and pulled her through the door.
Arriving at the restaurant, the two climbed out of the taxi, paid the driver and went to sit down inside.
The place was a small Italian, painted black outside. Entering the restaurant, Laura noticed it was pretty full. That's good, she thought to herself, we'll blend in a bit better.
