Nora was all giddy as she knocked on Hazel's door. It had been a full week since she'd been with her girlfriend. A wait which had felt even longer due to the condition Hazel had imposed on her when they'd said goodbye.
Hazel opened within seconds, as if she'd been waiting for her right behind the door. As always she looked absolutely gorgeous. Her fashion sense was immaculate, the blazer and smooth skirt giving her an air of elegance while making her seem just the tiniest bit imposing. Her ironically bright blond hair fell in elegant waves over her shoulders. After more than a month of their relationship, Nora still wasn't over what a catch she'd made with Hazel. Restraining herself in her presence was all but impossible.
Luckily there was no need to. Without so much as a hello Nora pulled Hazel into a bear hug and sealed her lips with her own.
"Someone's happy to see me," Hazel said with a laugh once she was allowed to breathe again.
"Aren't you happy to see me as well?" Nora asked back, snuggling up. She loved how Hazel was a good bit taller than her, making her shoulder the perfect resting spot for Nora's head.
"Of course I am." Hazel kissed her back, just as eagerly. When her tongue pushed between Nora's lips, her girlfriend all but melted in her arms. "Have you been a good girl in the meantime?"
"Mhm." Nora nodded between kisses. "But it's been hard."
"I know. That's what makes it fun." For a moment Hazel had this exiting glimmer in her eyes that made Nora's stomach clench in anticipation. However, Hazel seemed content to let Nora stew a bit longer. "I hope you're hungry," she said. "I made lasagna."
Only delayed by even more kissing they went to the kitchen, where a truly masterful lasagna awaited them. The conversation while they ate was all innocent, idle small talk about their weeks and how they were both looking forward to their first summer holiday together.
The whole time Nora was struggling to keep it together. Now that she was in Hazel's presence, the heat that had been simmering between her legs for all this time became even more urgent. It certainly didn't help that several times during their meal Hazel's toes kept traveling up Nora's legs, always staying just barely shy from doing something really inappropriate. And Hazel knew perfectly well what effect she had on Nora. That amused grin of hers alone was proof enough of that.
When they'd finished the lasagna and the equally magnificent dessert (home-made tiramisu, improved with a generous helping of rum) Hazel finally addressed the horny elephant in the room. "So, how has that last week been for you? Did you regret your commitment to this little game?"
"It was harder than I thought," Nora admitted, rubbing her legs together. She held on to the table cloth to ensure her hands wouldn't inadvertently wander south. "But I regret nothing. It was a fun challenge. And it made me look forward to today so much more."
The order had been simple: Nora was not to touch herself until she was back with Hazel. It hadn't sounded like much of a challenge. After all, Nora usually wasn't all that active when it came to hands-on self love. Skipping a week had happened on its own countless times in her life and not just during the usual times when her biology proved inconvenient.
However, her entering this new and exciting relationship had made her sex drive skyrocket. And it hadn't helped that last weekend, while featuring plenty of sex, hadn't sent her off with a bang. Hazel had given her a choice: Either to get her off right away, or to have her wait a week in order to get "an orgasm like none before in her life". Of course, the choice had been a no-brainer.
"You're such a good girl." Hazel walked around the table. She gently caressed Nora's cheeks from behind while her fingers teased the corners of Nora's lips. "Do you want to continue being my good girl?"
"Of course I do," Nora shot back, not caring how overly eager she sounded. It was such a trite phrase, and yet each time Hazel called her a good girl, Nora was ready to move the world for her.
Hazel's fingers went further, softly brushing over Nora's lips. Nora opened her mouth, but to her disappointment Hazel pulled back. A disappointment which quickly evaporated when she got the order "Then be a good girl and strip for me."
"Right away!"
Nora giggled as she got up and out of her clothes. Not that there'd been many of them to begin with. It was almost summer and the only things she wore over her underwear were a sleeveless top and some hot pants, the tightness of which had done their part of keeping her mind in the gutter. She tried to add a little flourish to her undressing, but was far too impatient to waste time with an elaborate striptease routine.
"Tadaa!" Having achieved complete glorious nakedness, Nora spun around. She loved showing off her body, even more so when Hazel so clearly loved looking at it in turn.
"Aren't you an eager little thing." Hazel pulled her into another flurry of kisses, pausing only for an ominous "Let's see what state you're in" as her hand went between Nora's legs.
Nora gasped into Hazel's mouth. When had she become this sensitive? The way Hazel's fingers trailed over her lower lips barely entered into the realm of foreplay, but already Nora had to hold on tight to her girlfriend for fear that her legs might give up on her.
"My, my, that week really did a number on you." Hazel ran her tongue along Nora's lips in a sexy perversion of a French kiss while her fingers teased around Nora's gushing wet entrance. "Playing with you is going to be so much fun."
"Oh God," Nora whispered, her eyes closed as the pleasure overwhelmed her. By this point her knees were positively shaking. A hot throbbing filled her crotch, radiating from her clitoris which felt as if it had grown to at least twice its usual size. When Hazel, upon retreating her hand, brushed over that crazy bundle of nerves, Nora let out a shriek. Hazel stabilizing her was the only reason she remained upright.
"Seems like you're ready for some sexy time." Hazel grinned as she made the understatement of the century.
"So ready." Nora was sure that her cheeks were flushed red. Her whole body was burning up.
"Great. Because there will be a lot of that this weekend," Hazel promised, before giving Nora a mischievous look. "But for now, what do you say we start the afternoon with a cozy movie?"
"What?" Nora was reeling from the emotional whiplash. From one moment to the next Hazel had switched from sexual domination mode to chill having-friends-over mode. Nora, of course, had a much harder time context switching. After that spike of stimulation her clit was loudly demanding more and she found herself involuntarily clenching and relaxing her vaginal muscles in an attempt to deal with this aching nothingness where Hazel's fingers were supposed to be.
"They've just released the sequel to 'Living on the Edge'. You were such a fan of that movie, so I figured, what better way to spend some quality time on the couch together?" Hazel tried to be nonchalant, but she couldn't hide that Nora's blight amused her to no end.
Nora considered complaining, but where was the fun in that? Seeing Hazel enjoying herself made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Who was she to stand in the way of her fun? Also, as much as her horniness was killing her, the thought of her needs getting this willfully ignored was hotter than she dared to admit. "Sounds good," she said, playing along with her brightest smile.
The "Living on the Edge" series was set on the perimeter ocean of a flat world where tribes of mermaids fought off Eldritch threats from beyond, although most of the times the action took a backseat because there was some much more pressing relationship drama going on. It was stupid and cheesy in the best way, the kind of trash Nora ate right up. This time, though, she found it hard to focus on the movie.
While Hazel technically hadn't forbidden her from putting her clothes back on, they both had the silent understanding that covering up would be a major cop-out on Nora's part. Of course Hazel remained fully dressed. Even while lounging around on her couch she had the air of someone who was just killing it at a legere business meeting. The inclusion of her idly fondling a naked Nora would've made that a very interesting meeting indeed, though.
Nora was still all hot and bothered from the previous teasing and Hazel made sure that she could never fully cool down. There would always be hand stroking along the inside of her thighs, or gently cupping her breast, or softly tickling her sides, sometimes even the slightest touch between her legs or a wet kiss on her neck. Nothing that amounted to much by itself, but the constant stoking of the flame ensured that Nora could never forget how horny she was.
The nonchalance with which Hazel played with her only made the whole situation that much hotter. At a casual glance it looked as if Hazel was fully immersed in the movie, her caresses nothing more than idle fidgeting to keep her fingers occupied. Nora might be her beloved girlfriend who she spent a cuddly afternoon with, but she was also her toy, something she could wind up and up and up, just because it was fun to see if at some point the tension would make her snap.
Nora wasn't going to snap so easily, but the tension was getting to her. She barely registered anything that happened in the second half of the movie. At times she even had her eyes closed, fully immersing herself in the joy of Hazel's presence and the tiny pangs of pleasure her girlfriend's nimble fingers drew from her body.
She was aching for more, for the touches to get more intimate, for the tension to finally build up to something meaningful, but at the same time she absolutely loved floating in this horny limbo. There was something deeply personal in the way they turned something so innocent as watching a trashy movie into a sexy game and Nora was perfectly content with going on like this forever.
That being said, she still let out a sigh of relief when the credits rolled and they got up for a quick toilet break, giving Nora a chance to compose herself. Once that was taken care of, Hazel put the looming question into words: "So, what to you want to do now?"
Nora clenched her legs. It was a good thing that Hazel had given her a towel to sit on. The couch would not have survived otherwise. "I think you know perfectly well what I want to do."
