She opened the second door on the left. The layout reverse-mirrored mine. Black dominated. The walls, the ceiling, the carpet, all black.
She flicked the switch. A soft red and yellow aurora borealis engulfed the room. Our skin and the blood stains on our faces and hands glowed. On the far wall an embroideried cloth in a deco gold picture frame caught my eye.
"My Waewolfves Sister. I Bring You Blood." I guessed that was supposed to be a quaint saying among the werepires.
While I was looking at it, She slipped behind me and embraced me again. Her face buried between my shoulder blades. Her hands reached around and began to slide my robe over my shoulders. I grabbed the opening of the cloth and stopped her.
"I need to tell you something," I said. "I'm...I'm kind of a virgin."
She turned me around to face her. "How can you be kinda a virgin?"
"I've been raped. Three times. Twice by men and once by the biggest girl in a foster home. It only happened once with her. I think she raped everyone just as a matter of course. That's the only experience I have with women or with men for that matter. I won't know what to do."
"Oh! You poor baby. Come to mama." She took me to the bed and we sat on the white down comforter then crawled up onto the bed so she was the same height as me, and put her arms around my neck. I put my hands down on the bed to steady myself against her weight leaving bloody handprints. Tears of excitement, anxiety, exhaustion, fear, and release leaked then gushed from my eyes.
"You need love," she said. "I will show you tenderness. I will show you how a woman can treat another woman. Don't you worry. Everything will unfold naturally. I won't hurt you." Lupo set quietly next to me with her arms around my body. After a time she said, "First, I think we need a shower. Since this is your first time we aren't going to do anything rough or fun-nasty. I do have plans for you though, another time."
I didn't know what she meant by fun-nasty but the gleam in her eyes sparkled when she said it.
She hopped off the bed and went into the bathroom. The shower started. When she called me, I went to her.
The bathroom was already filling with steam. Lupo had all her clothes off. The raw beauty of her exposed body sapped the strength from my knees forcing me to lean against the doorway and catch my breath. She turned around, opened the shower door and motioned to me.
I staggered across the tiles staring at the various parts of her body, unable to conceal my desire, my fascination. Her smile brightened. She seemed pleased to bask in the heat of my gaze.
"Come in," she whispered and beckoned me in the shower where my world changed. The beating hot water on my skin was so sensually demanding that it consumed me for that instant.
She closed the door. "Turn around," she said.
I faced the wall and the cascading water pounded my scalp and then flooded down my back. The streams coursing through the long hairs that trailed from the back of my arms and legs.
She took my hips in her hands and pulled me away from the nozzle so that the shower ran down my front. I felt her pour liquid on me and then rub her hands all over my shoulders and back. A far away dim part of my mind noticed the soap bubbles running down the drain.
Her hand moved from my shoulders to the narrow part of my torso, and then a little farther down to where my spine curved back out right at the top of my hips. There she stopped. I was prepared for the next step, but instead, she squatted down and begin washing my feet.
"Lift," she said, carrassing my left foot. She washed it thoroughly working her fingers in between my toes and scraping one of her hooked finger nails under each of my toenails.
A scream stifled in my throat as her fingernail curved along the edge of the quick producing erotic electricity. The current ran up my legs all the way to my brain, but on the way it had to run through my groin and along the edge of my pussy.
There. I said the word...pussy...vagina...cunt...my hairy cunt. Stick your finger im there. Stick your tongue in my hairy cunt!
She didn't hear my silent scream, but picked up the other foot instead. and I waited for the sensation and this time and savored it. It was almost perfect, Nd electrified the other pussy lip. I knew that both edges were not as good as the middle. My hole cried to be filled.
When my feet were done she began to work her hands up my ankles. She took one in her soapy hands and then the other. Then she had one knee and then the other. My knees began to quiver. She caressed my left thigh, then my right. Instinctively, my legs spred apart farther...to steady myself and yes, I admit it, to give her access.
"Touch me," I begged. I wanted it, needed it, craved it, but she stopped at the top of my thighs and said, "Turn around."