by Gwendolyn J. Bean
...“Yes,” she said, smiling at her. “We should practice.” Solene rolled on top of her friend, kissing her and grinding her crotch gently into Zee’s hip. Zee responded, sliding her hands down Solene’s back, down over the curve of her ass cheeks, and pulled Solene into her, hard. Solene moaned, starting to get distracted, but then pulled back.
“Take off your clothes,” she said, standing abruptly.
Zee stood and quickly pulled off her shirt and binding, stripped out of her pants. She stood wearing just socks and underwear. Solene smiled as her friend suddenly became uncomfortable in front of her, looking down and shifting from foot to foot, afraid of not getting it right.
She moved toward Zee, running her hand from Zee’s neck, down along the side of her breast, watching her reaction. She liked that Zee was nervous. It turned her on in a strange way – but it wouldn’t help Zee feel the rain. She paused and then swept her fingers across the soft skin of Zee’s stomach, and only when Solene felt her relax, she reached lower, gently sliding along the edge of Zee’s underwear.
Solene reached down between her legs and she could feel how wet Zee was even through the fabric. She pushed the soft material between her pussy lips. Zee’s breath caught and her cheeks turned red, as Solene slid her finger along her slit. Zee took a deep breath and looked up at Solene. She pushed her hips against Solene’s hand, ready, but Solene took her time. She teased her fingers along the waistband, dipping lower and then pulling back. Each time, Zee stifled a groan. Finally, Solene hooked her fingers under the band of the underwear and pulled down, letting them fall around Zee’s ankles. Zee stepped awkwardly out of the underwear, standing facing Solene in only her socks. Her blush deepened, her whole body rosy pink.
It was just about the sexiest thing Solene could imagine. Her friend standing in front of her naked, curvy and beautiful, awkward and blushing, and Solene had to fight the urge to fall between her legs and forget the lesson.
Instead, torturously, she pulled Zee to the river. “Close your eyes,” she instructed firmly. Taking a handful of water, she poured it over Zee’s head, and watched Zee shudder as the coldness splashed over her body.
“What do you feel?”
Zee paused before answering, searching for how to describe the feeling, not knowing what the answer was supposed to be, and looking desperate to get it right. Solene had never seen Zee try so hard at anything before in her life. Laidback Zee, who was comfortable with everything, unlike Solene.
“I – I felt it hit my head with a sudden splash …”
“Mmhmm.”
“… and then the cold streamed over my skin...”
As she fumbled for words that didn’t sound obvious, Solene dropped another handful of water on her, cutting her off. This time Zee felt it deeper, in the centre of her body. Her clit tingled. Solene could see the feeling building and smiled. She did it again and again. Each time, Zee felt a pulsing as the cold water hit the sensitive skin, feeling hot and cold spreading and fighting for space inside her. Her head was spinning, but Solene kept going.
“Please –” Zee said finally, sitting down on a rock beside the river’s edge, her legs shaking.
Solene stopped pouring water on her head, but she wasn’t done. She was so turned on, she knelt down in front of Zee, and slowly spread her knees. Solene slid her hands along the wet flesh of Zee’s legs, the skin soft and slippery from the water. When Zee closed her eyes, relaxing into the touch, Solene reached for one more handful of water and poured it directly onto her pussy. Zee clenched, grabbing Solene’s arm, feeling the cold like a stab of ice. And then just as suddenly, Solene’s warm tongue pushed into her opening. Zee tried to keep from bucking her hips at the mix of sensations.
Solene’s tongue pushed inside, probing exploring the soft skin. She slid her tongue up to Zee’s clit and sucked hard, sliding a finger inside. She curled and sucked, as Zee rocked against her.
“More,” Zee begged, panting and pushing her hips up against Solene’s tongue, shaking with each curl of Solene’s fingers inside her. Solene sucked and licked and nibbled until she heard Zee grunt. Heat radiated from her. Solene reached over to the river and poured another handful of cold water on Zee’s clit, sending a thunderbolt wrenching through her body.
Zee fell back against the rock, panting and shaking, as her whole body wracked with spasms.
Was that it? Had she felt it? Solene had said she would just know.
Solene was running her hands along Zee’s thighs, slowly, watching her closely, trying to see into her, to see if Zee felt how she did. It was intense, that was for sure. But Solene wasn’t sure it was the same.
She looked away, up at the night sky, trying not to think about what it would mean if Zee couldn’t feel it, and she was here with Solene anyway.
They would just keep trying. That’s all there was to do.
The next day, they packed up quickly and set out early. The path was fairly flat, and they started off making good time. They’d been walking for as long as it took to get two new blisters when Solene stopped short. Instinctively, Zee’s hand went to the knife in the pocket of her cargo pants. They stood, frozen in silence for several minutes. Zee knew Solene well enough that her posture, the tension she could see pulsing in her body, Solene was scared.
[to be continued...]
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