"You know what's hotter than a kiss from the right person?"
Although May heard her words, it took her a few moments to realise she had been asked a question. She thought for a few moments.
"I don't know," she stared into Scarlett's eyes.
Scarlett coiled herself around May a little tighter, she put her mouth close to May's ear and whispered, "A kiss from the wrong one!"
May absorbed those words. They could be taken in many different ways, but most of those ways were filled with excitement. Even with her familiarity with words, May had swiftly been put under a spell with a few incantations and whispers.
Beginning with the softest of kisses, Scarlett began to explore May's emotional and physical boundaries. She began around her ears and worked down over her jaw-line. Avoiding the lips for now, she kissed all the way up to the other ear. Using only her soft lips she gently sucked and nibbled on the bottom of May's ear.
May was losing herself more and more in the moment. Even though she had never had any form of physical experience with another woman, this felt right.
"Soft breath, soft kisses, soft skin, soft bodies," Scarlett continued to whisper in her companion's ear.
"Oh fuck." May's notebook dropped from her hand to the floor. The steel binding rings on its spine clattered then scraped to the floor.
Suddenly, Scarlett ground her hips into May's body. She pushed as firmly as the last time a man pushed himself inside her.
Though she'd intended to push her groin against May, she had found the buckle of her clunky belt instead. She was more than pleasantly surprised by the find. Seeking the stimulation, she continued to grind her clit against the hard steel that was now warm to the touch.
May felt the sensation of something against her body. She couldn't be sure if it was warm, wet, or both. She could definitely feel her own juices flowing. The heat was building inside her jeans like a fire had been lit.
"How does your character feel now?" Scarlett whispered her question.
The only answer May could come up with was a tiny wince.
Scarlett edged herself away from May's body. Still facing each other, Scarlett was perched right on the edge of May's knees.
May ran her hands through her hair and tried to take a few deep breaths. Having only met her fifteen minutes ago, Scarlett didn't know if May was truly being herself or if she was looking at the experience through the eyes of the character in her book.
Unsure if she should, Scarlett reached out to the buttons of May's blouse. She undid two.
Staring at May's breasts; which were much like her own; she fought the urge to touch them. But she quickly lost that fight.
Pretending that she was straightening out the lines of May's blouse, she delicately ran her touch all the way down her body. Her breasts were trying to push out the side of her clothes. There was a little more flesh on May than there was on Scarlett, but they were still very alike. Like all women of a healthy weight, May's waist synched in and her hips quickly widened out again.
May loosened up her hair again, but this time she held her arms in the air. She stared at the roof and waited for Scarlett's touch. At first, she gently cupped her ample breasts in her hands before squeezing them together to make an even more seductive cleavage.
When Scarlett released them and let them take their shape, she watched for May's reactions. May stared back at her as if waiting for her to continue. Somehow, the movement of May's arms had escaped Scarlett's notice. May's hands had fallen onto the tops of Scarlett's bare thighs.
Scarlett was beginning to wonder just how much in control of this situation she really was. She reached out and began to unbutton the rest of May's blouse. The bottom of her blouse was tucked tightly into her jeans. When Scarlett tried to pull it out then, it wouldn't budge. She couldn't even expose the next button.
Again, trying to make eye contact with May first, she instead found that May was actually looking down and her own crotch. May flicked her eyes up to Scarlett, then back down to her own zipper.
Scarlett obliged. She needed both hands to undo the button that was pulled tight. Once she had released it, she gently eased the zipper down half way. She could now access the last two buttons of May's blouse.
With her hands already down there anyway, it took just a few moments. May had already lifted her arms for Scarlett to lift the shirt off. As it slipped over May's body, the material sliding against itself made a hypnotic sound like a combination of rain on a roof and steps in the snow.
When Scarlett finally got May's blouse off, she examined it and realised it looked expensive. As spontaneous as she wanted this moment to be, she couldn't bear to simply drop it onto the floor. She had to stand up from May's knees and turn on the spot so she could hang it up on the hook on the back of the door.
Without Scarlett realising, May had swiftly stood up behind her. She felt a pair of gentle arms wrapping around her waist and grasping onto her as if to stop her from falling over a precipice. May began to kiss the bare skin around the neckline of her dress.
Scarlett found herself enjoying it so much that before she knew what was happening, the zipper of her dress had gone from the nape of the neck to between her shoulders. Once it got past the shoulders, the weight of her breasts began to drag the straps down over the tops of her arms. With her arms hampered by the straps, her movements were more limited and for a few moments, she was at May's mercy.
The dress began to drop down over her back. As May pulled the zip further down, the dress slowly dropped to reveal her naked shoulders. Scarlett wasn't wearing a bra under the dress. She was then suddenly pulled down onto May's knee again. Scarlett could feel warm breath on her back.
"Would someone do this?" asked May.
No sooner had she asked, May then began kissing the skin between Scarlett's shoulders again. Her well-toned body still had soft spots. She was much more than just skin, bone and sinew.
"They would," Scarlett answered back.
She felt the kisses smothering her back. She was happy to let May explore her. But as pleasing as the kisses were to both of them, May wanted more.
Scarlett turned around to sort of ride side-saddle on May's knee. She cupped May's face in her hands and kissed May squarely on the lips. The kiss was a lingering one. Their soft, moist flesh mingled together. They acted together in perfect unison. After working their delicate lips together, their tongues also got in on the action. With gentle licks, they tasted the sweetness from one another.
This kissing didn't last that long. Not because there was anything wrong with it... but because both of them still desired more. Scarlett thought that all May would be up for was a tease. But now, she seemed to be up for so much more.
