Sam and Tammy begin to grow closer, and Sam begins showing new symptoms from the korathis.
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Confirming Carter Book One Chapter Four
Day Four
Interior-Bedroom
0310 Hours
Tammy felt Sam snuggle up close behind her, her arm pressing into her back as she ground her pussy mound against her ass. She could feel Sam's hand trapped between her ass and her own pussy as she humped against her.
"Mmmmm", she purred. "That feels nice." She wiggled her ass back at Sam, making her moan as she humped her pussy harder against it.
She reached down between her own legs, letting her fingers dip into the clean shaved cleft of her pussy, stroking them up and down lazily. She felt herself moistening as she caressed herself.
Sam was humping against her more urgently, and suddenly, she shuddered, stiffened for a moment, then relaxed. But she didn't move away, or stop playing with herself as they lay together in the dimly lit room.
Tammy drew her fingers up through her now damp pussy slit. She spread the slippery juices over the fleshy folds of her pussylips, then teased herself by pulling and squeezing them between her fingers. She moaned softly in her throat.
"Ar...are you..." Sam panted, her hand picking up speed again as she ground her fingers onto her clit. She pressed her body harder against Tammy.
"Uh huh," Tammy whispered. "Don't stop. I want to feel you."
"Oh god!" Sam grunted, stiffening against her again.
Tammy felt a small spurt of warm liquid on her ass, and Sam began jerking against her even more frantically. She moved her fingers up over her own clit, strumming it lightly, purring softly.
"Ruh...roll over." Sam grunted. leaning into her back, trying to force her over onto her belly.
Tammy eased over, and Sam followed her, sliding up onto her and straddling her leg. She laid out on top of her, sliding her body back and forth over Tammy's back as she settled her pussy mound onto the back of her leg and started rocking back and forth on it.
Tammy got her own hand back under her, and started working her fingers faster on her clit. She humped her ass back at Sam, And Sam responded by jerking and humping even harder against her, whimpering steadily as she worked herself toward her climax.
She stiffened again, and Tammy felt a gush of warm girl cum soak her thigh as Sam gasped, then fell limp on top of her.
Tammy froze, her breath catching in her throat. She lay quietly under her, then relaxed as she felt Sam's heart beating rapidly, but strongly against her back. She could hear that her breathing was slowing, settling into a steady rhythm. She had passed out from her climax, and moved right into sleep.
Raising up slightly, Tammy moved her hand out from under herself, then lay still again, waiting to see if she had disturbed Sam. When she didn't move, she reached back with one hand and eased Sam's hand out from between their bodies, bringing it up so it lay alongside her. Moving her hands up under her head, she rested her cheek on them as she lay listening to her breathe.
She was asleep again in less than a minute.
Interior-Bedroom
0440 Hours
Tammy felt Sam shift on top of her, then slide off and snuggle up against her.
"I love you." she heard her whisper.
Her breathing became slow and regular as she went right back to sleep.
I love you too, Tammy thought, and let herself drift back into sleep.
Interior-Bedroom
0650 Hours
"I'm hungry." Sam said quietly, tracing little patterns on Tammy's back with her finger.
"I was wondering when you were going to say something." She stretched in place, and when Sam raised up, she rolled over and held her arms out to her.
Sam snuggled in, letting her head rest lightly on her breasts. "You shave too." She said, running her hand down between Tammy's legs, stroking the soft smooth skin gently. She looked up at her. "Will you cook me breakfast again?"
Tammy nodded. "I have to take a shower first. Somebody pee'd on me while I was asleep."
Sam blushed and buried her face in her breasts. "I'm sorry." She said, her voice muffled by the full, firm mounds.
"It's okay. I liked it." She eased Sam off of her and rolled over to the side of the bed. "I love this bed, but it's a bitch to get out of." She laughed.
"Nah, it's easy! You just do this." Sam said, jumping to her feet and bouncing, once, twice, then off the end of the bed.
"You're gonna break your neck doing that." Tammy said. "Gimme a couple minutes. I'll be right back."
"Can I come with?" Sam asked.
Tammy held her hand out, and Sam ran over, taking it in her own.
They went into the bathroom, and Tammy turned on the shower while Sam sat down to pee. She finished quickly, and removed her tampon, dropping it in the toilet, and flushing before she stood up.
"We need to get some more tampons. I left this one in way too long as it was. I should have changed it before I went to bed." Sam said as she stood up, walked over and got in the shower. She turned under the spray, then wet her hair, pumped out a palm full of soap and started lathering it up.
"Tampons are in the medicine cabinet. Jenn didn't know what kind you used, so she got three different ones." Tammy said as she sat on the toilet. "Your flow must be light. I didn't notice any spotting on the bed."
"It'll be heavier today, then lighten up tomorrow. I'll be done tomorrow night. the next morning at the latest." Sam said as she stuck her head under the spray, running her fingers through her hair, rinsing it quickly. She looked over at Tammy. "You coming in?"
"I'll wait, you're almost done."
"There's room for both of us." Sam said, picking up a wash mitt and running it over her shoulders. "I could wash your back." She said, holding up the mitt.
"Okay, but just washing. We both have things we need to get done today." Tammy said as she stepped into the shower. She turned around, wetting herself down, then turned her back to Sam. "And I want to get some food in you. You didn't eat very much last night."
Sam started washing her back, soaping her up quickly. Then she wrapped her arms around her, and started sliding her body over the soft, soapy skin on Tammy's back.
"Huh uh, don't even start." Tammy said, stepping away and turning around. She took the mitt from Sam and slipped it on, put more soap on it, and washed quickly. She rinsed off, gave the mitt back to Sam, grabbed a towel as she stepped out of the shower, and started drying off. "Come on," She said, looking at Sam. "I want some coffee, and I was thinking about biscuits and gravy. How's that sound to you?"
"Okay, I guess." Sam said, running the mitt over herself. She was washing halfheartedly, looking down at the floor.
Tammy stepped back into the shower and took the mitt from her. "Turn around." She said. "Put your hands against the wall and spread your legs, like I'm frisking you."
Sam did as instructed, and Tammy began running the mitt over her, running it back and forth in slow sweeping strokes over her back, down over the full, firm cheeks of her ass, then dropping onto one knee to wash her legs. Sam purred as she lifted her feet and scrubbed each one slowly.
Standing up, she reached around her, running the mitt under her arms, and over the front of her shoulders, down over her breasts, lingering there for a long moment, then moving down over the gentle swell of her stomach. Her hand kept moving down, and she soaped up the soft, crinkly hairs of her pubes, then eased down between her legs.
"Do you want to cum?" She asked softly.
Sam shook her head, and Tammy stroked her hand back and forth a few more times, then withdrew it, dragging it slowly up her body, and around her back.
"Rinse off, I'll get you a towel."
She let the mitt drop to the floor, then stepped out of the shower. She got Sam a fresh towel, and held it out to her as she stepped out. She picked up her own towel and started drying off again.
"I wasn't rejecting you." She said gently.
"I know." Sam said, drying herself slowly, not looking at her.
"But something's wrong."
Sam shrugged, then looked up at her, dropping her eyes almost immediately. "I feel fine. I'm...I just feel...I don't know. Sad." She looked up at her again, holding her gaze this time. "It just came up. One second I was fine. Then I was...sad."
Tammy nodded and went over, taking her in her arms and holding her. "We'll call Andi. Maybe she can help. Are you still hungry?"
Sam nodded into her shoulder.
"Okay, let's get you dressed, you're dry enough." She eased herself away from Sam. "Do you need help with the tampon?"
Sam shook her head again.
"I'm going to go get your clothes ready. I'll be back if you're not out in a couple minutes. Okay?"
Sam just nodded again.
Tammy kissed her on the forehead and went out into the bedroom. She got out a sports bra and a tank top, and two pairs of panties, one of Sam's, and one of hers, so she could choose.
"I need a panty liner when you come out." She listened, but there was no response.
She went back into the bathroom and found Sam sitting on the toilet, staring at the floor. Tammy knelt down in front of her, lifting her head gently. Sam just stared at her.
"Sam? Can you hear me?" But Carter still just stared at her.