Beth cuddled into Liz as they sat watching the television and said, "You know you don't have to don't you?"
Liz stroked Beth's hair then trailed her fingers down Beth's arm enjoying the feel of her skin as she said softly with love in her voice, "Beth we have known each other for over seven years, lived together for most of them. We are happy together, we have amazing sex, why the hell wouldn't I want to marry you?"
Liz stared into Beth's bright blue eyes that sparkled like twin sapphires, it was those piercing blue eyes that had captured Liz's heart when their eyes first met in a bar all those years ago.
Beth purred happily and turning her head sucked Liz's erect nipple into her mouth and began to gently chew, loving the moans that started to emanate from Liz. "Don't you ever get enough?" Laughed Liz as she uncoiled her 5'10" frame and moved so that Beth was lying on top of her still suckling on her breast.
Beth broke from her sucking and looking up at Beth's pretty face framed by her curly brown hair, her sparkling hazel eyes and her chiselled features that gave her almost a Mediterranean look, "I will never get enough of you my love, you are a veritable feast for my eyes that doth make my heart leap."
"Stop trying to show off that you have an A level in English Literature and put your linguistic skills to better use," laughed Liz as she pushed Beth's spiky blonde hair downwards towards her wet again pussy. They had only finished making love thirty minutes ago but Beth was insatiable that evening, perhaps it had something to do with her shipping out on deployment tomorrow, whatever it was Liz wasn't complaining as Beth was the best pussy licker she had ever met.
Beth wriggled off the sofa and pulling Liz round so she rested one of her long, tanned legs on either shoulder and kneeling forward snaked out a tongue to lick at Liz's still pink and puffy lips from their earlier love making. At 5'4" standing in stocking feet, Beth was much smaller than Liz, but lying down they seemed, as if by magic, to fit together perfectly. Beth felt Liz's hands in her hair urging her closer and Beth began to lap and lick savouring the juices that flowed freely into her mouth. Liz writhed around the sofa tugging at Beth's hair as she whimpered and moaned, Beth worked her tongue faster across her clit until finally with a scream Liz arched off the sofa and gushed into Beth's mouth.
"Oh that was wonderful Beth," purred Liz as she pulled Beth up into her arms.
"As good as the first time?" Beth asked coyly.
"Yes darling, well a lot drier anyway," Liz giggled as they both remembered how they met.
*****
It was freshers week at Manchester University and the bars were packed with people drinking and partying as the students mixed with the locals, the former trying to check out the best places to drink and party, and the latter looking to take advantage of the new influx of men & women.
Liz was standing at a high table near the bar fending off the advances of the various men that kept trying to chat her up when she heard a soft voice beside her say, "So why Manchester?" Liz turned and looked into the most stunning blue eyes she had ever seen and instantly fell in lust, if not love, with the blonde bombshell that stood before her. Dressed in a pair of jeans that were tatty and ripped in place and a very tight tee-shirt emblazoned with 'I am here to drink and fuck, and I am almost done drinking,' across the front.
It had taken Beth nearly an hour to pluck up the courage to talk to the dusky long-legged beauty standing alone in a short tight clingy dress that showed every curve, and Beth knew she was punching way above her weight but just had to give it a try and after a few drinks finally plucked up the courage to say something.
Liz looked at Beth and without blinking said, "I hear the scene is good in Manchester," wondering what sort of response she would get but hoping it would be a good one. When she saw the smile light up Beth's face she felt herself get damp as she had found a kindred spirit.
"Best we explore Canal Street together," said Beth naming the well known gay area of Manchester and licking her lips as she felt her braless nipples push against the material of her tee-shirt.
"Have you finished drinking yet?" said Liz nodding to Beth's tee-shirt and admiring the large nipples that were trying to force their way through the tee-shirt.
"Yes," was all Beth could croak and holding out her hand said, "We haven't formally met I am Elizabeth Jones,"
Liz laughed showing her pearly white teeth, "Well this could be awkward, Elizabeth Samson, pleased to meet you."
The two women looked at each other for a moment before bursting into fits of laughter and LIz said, "Call me Liz."
"Beth," said Beth in reply, 'And I have definitely finished drinking if you have."
Sitting in the corner of one of the many gay bars the two women started to get to know each other as they consumed cocktails. Because it was packed they had to sit very close together and as Liz smelt Beth's hair she had to resist the desire to pull her tee-shirt over her head and suck her wonderful nipples.
Beth was wondering what it would take to get this gorgeous woman into bed and find out if her wonderfully long legs did indeed go all the way to the top, a journey she would take with her tongue.
"So what are you studying?" Beth asked as she wondered if Liz was shaven, trimmed or natural.
"Law," said Liz wondering if those eyes would get even brighter as she made this blonde bombshell cum over and over, "What about you, what are you studying?"
Beth snorted her drink as she said, "I am not at University, I am home on leave, my family live in Manchester. Trooper Jones of the Light Dragoons at your service."
"Wow you are in the army?" Liz purred, "I have always had a thing about uniforms," flirting outrageously with Beth now the alcohol was starting to take effect.
"So have you always been gay?" Beth slurred a little as she looked at LIz.
"I did try boys a few times," giggled Liz, "I like cock but not what it's attached to."
The pair roared with laughter as Liz said, "What about you, ever tried cock?"
"Yuck," said Beth making mock sick noises, "have always been lesbian for as long as I can remember."
"Your family and the Army OK with it?" Liz asked.
"Yeah," Beth replied, "Mum & Dad are cool and so are most of the guys in the regiment, the ones that aren't don't believe there is a place for any women in the army, sexuality aside."
The two women walked outside into the cold damp Manchester evening supporting each other as the drizzle started to fall. As they walked their hands touched and it was like an electric shock had passed between them. Liz looked at Beth and literally growled, "I want you now," and dragged her to a dark alley. The two kissed with a passion that grew as their lips mashed together, and as Liz ran her hands across Beth's 36C breasts tweaking the nipples that strained against the wet tee-shirt Beth reached under Liz's short dress and to her delight found a naked pussy.
"Oh how wonderful," Beth moaned as she pushed Liz back against the wall and drove two fingers deep into Liz's pussy causing her to gasp with the sudden invasion. Beth finger fucked Liz hard causing her to lift up on her toes with each thrust as the brick wall rubbed against her naked ass. As Liz felt her orgasm about to burst suddenly she was empty as Beth withdrew her fingers. Before she could express her disappointment, Beth sank to her knees and lifted Liz's left leg over her shoulder, so Liz was standing on just her right leg, then Beth began to lap at Liz's pussy and reinserted her fingers.
"Oh... my... fucking... God," Liz screamed as she felt her pussy explode into Beth's willing mouth and she had to grip Beth's shoulders to stop from falling over. Beth feasted on Liz's juices swallowing every drop she could, before standing and kissing Liz open mouthed their tongue darting into each other mouths.
Liz tore at the waistband of Beth's jeans forcing her hand inside and down into her knickers before she had even had time to remove them. Liz's fingers found Beth's clit and rubbed the slick nub as Beth pushed her jeans and knickers down to allow them to fall to her ankles. Kicking off her trainer Beth managed to get one leg free of her clothing and then she opened her legs wide allowing Liz's fingers to work their magic. Beth gasped with pleasure as Liz knelt and flicked at her clit with her tongue while finger fucking her to a blinding orgasm.
Coming slowly back to earth the two women dressed in their now sodden and soiled clothing that it made it look like they had rolled down a river bank. As they exchanged numbers and addresses they realised they lived in different directions so called two cabs. As they stood waiting there carried on kissing, not caring about the drizzle soaking them fully. When Liz climbed into the first cab they kissed passionately for a final time and parted with promises to call each other the next day..
*****
Over the next few months every time Beth was on leave she would come home to Manchester to see Liz and the two of them would roam the gay quarter drinking in every bar and dancing to the early hours. If Beth couldn't sneak into the student halls and squeeze into Liz's small bed, then they would either spend the night at Beth's parents or on a friend's sofa somewhere. It didn't really matter where they went because as soon as they were alone, or sometimes almost alone, their hands and tongues would devour each other.
After a year Liz got a small flat that she shared with a girl from University called Helen. Helen was straight and very cool with Beth staying when she was home, as she would have her fair share of male friend's home. One night after a passionate bout of lovemaking Liz and Beth lay in each other's arms listening to Helen and an unknown male friend going at it. With the paper-thin walls of the flat the noises and conversations from the next bedroom were very clear.
"Oh yes fuck me with your big cock," Helen moaned and Liz and Beth could feel the wall vibrate as Helen's partner clearly obliged her wishes.
"We should get one of those," Liz said thoughtfully.
"What a bloke?" Said Beth laughing, "Rather you than me pet, not my scene at all."
"Don't be silly," Laughed Liz as she poked Beth in the ribs, "A cock I mean, a plastic one. I have seen them and it would be fun."
