Morgan showered and got ready for her night with Shawn. They both knew they were going to have sex after the way they’d behaved all day. They’d been flirting and teasing each other relentlessly. An entire day of foreplay had left Morgan hot and horny. She’d almost taken care of herself, but she wanted Shawn to do that for her. It had been months since another woman touched her. Hell, the last time Jess had touched Morgan was a good three
to four months before they broke up. Even then, it was hurried,
as Jess seemed like she had better things to do. In all the time they’d been together, Morgan had never been as worked up as Shawn
had her today. Luckily, Morgan had packed a few bra and panty sets, sexy silk and lace numbers in black, red, and turquoise. Tonight, she wore the turquoise as they reminded her of the water they saw on the East Shore.
She took extra care in doing her hair, light makeup, and dabbing a few spots on her neck and between her breasts with her favorite perfume. Unfortunately, she didn’t have a sexy dress to wear over her sexy lingerie. She only had jeans, short-sleeved and long-sleeve button-down shirts. Her stomach flip-flopped as she got ready, the anticipation of having sex with Shawn nearly killed her. She took one more glance in the mirror, satisfied with how she looked, and more than satisfied with her lingerie selection. She hoped Shawn would be satisfied. Morgan chuckled to herself. Morgan would never leave Shawn dissatisfied.
She knocked on Shawn’s front door and heard Jameson’s thundering gallop. When Shawn opened it, Morgan’s mouth went dry. Shawn was dressed in black jeans and a tight black T-shirt that did nothing to hide her muscular arms and shoulders, small firm breasts, and her trim waist. Her short dark hair was slicked back, and she looked positively dangerous and delicious. And now nerves hit Morgan hard like a punch to her gut, and she wondered what the hell she’d been thinking. Starting something with Shawn a week before she left town? Wait a minute. This was Shawn. They were friends with the potential for more. They were fine. She was fine. Shawn kissed Morgan’s cheek when she stepped inside. Shawn took her jacket and hung it on the coat tree near the front door.
“Are you okay? You look nervous.”
Shawn walked past Morgan to the kitchen where she’d poured them both a glass of wine and handed it to Morgan.
“I guess I am a little. I’d been thinking about this, us, for a few days, and I guess I got a little worked up.”
“Come here.” Shawn took Morgan’s hand and led her to the couch where they sat next to each other. “Nothing has to happen. We can stay friends if that’s what you want. I’m not the type of person who would pressure someone into having sex with me.”
Morgan smiled as she relaxed. “I think I know that about you.”
“Good. Now, we can watch a movie. I can make some popcorn, although I don’t think it will pair well with this wine.”
“That’s where you’re wrong. Popcorn goes very nicely with this Malbec.”
“Ha! Good to know. But if you want something else, I have cheese, salami, and crackers if you get hungry.”
“Thank you, Shawn.” Morgan squeezed her hand. “I think a movie would be great.”
If Morgan expected to see disappointment on Shawn’s face, she didn’t get it. She was a little surprised since they’d been working each other into a wild frenzy all day long, but Shawn was the poster child of cool. No sweat droplets over her upper lip or forehead. No sweaty or clammy hands. No heavy breathing. Just cool Shawn taking a sip of wine and scrolling through the guide on her television to pick out a movie for them. She stopped at a title.
“Have you seen this?”
Morgan had in fact seen the lesbian movie Shawn stopped at. In fact, Morgan had gotten herself off while watching it by herself one night. She certainly wouldn’t mind watching it again.
“No, I haven’t. Is it good?” A little fib to get them in the mood. Morgan knew it was an okay movie as far as the acting was concerned, but who didn’t have a crush on the lead actress. Besides, the sex scenes were off the charts smoking hot.
“I haven’t either. Let’s try it.”
And so began their movie-watching date. About halfway through the movie, during a particularly racy scene, Morgan noticed Shawn squirming a little. Morgan felt her body heat up. The lead character reminded Morgan a little of Shawn. Not in looks, but by her confidence when it came to seducing her love interest.
“I’ll be right back.” Shawn stood. “Need anything while I’m up?”
“No.” The word squeaked out of Morgan’s mouth as if she’d just sucked in some helium. She cleared her throat. “No, I’m good.”
Once Shawn left the room to go to the guest bathroom, Morgan turned off the TV and left their empty glasses of wine on the coffee table. She stood outside the bathroom door waiting for Shawn to emerge. The door finally opened, and Shawn stood before Morgan who had her back pressed against the wall. Morgan was more than worked up from watching the sex scenes in the movie, and she desperately needed Shawn to take care of it and take her now.
There was only slight hesitation before Shawn took two long strides to reach Morgan. Shawn grabbed Morgan’s face with her strong hands and kissed her senseless. Morgan dropped her hands to undo the buttons on Shawn’s jeans. She pushed them and Shawn’s white cotton boxers down to her ankles while Shawn unbuttoned Morgan’s shirt. Shawn lowered her head over Morgan’s sexy bra, and she bit and sucked on her nipple before turning her attention to the other one. Morgan grabbed the back of Shawn’s head to pull her in closer, wanting and needing Shawn’s mouth to bring her nipples to rigid points.
“Fuck.” Morgan released her grasp of Shawn’s head, unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down, leaving her soaked panties in place.
Shawn released her grip on Morgan’s nipples and took notice of Morgan’s lingerie.
“You are so gorgeous.” Shawn’s breathing was hard and Morgan’s chest was heaving.
“Fuck me right here, Shawn. I need your fingers in me.”
Shawn slid her hand inside the silk that covered Morgan’s sex and immediately thrust two fingers in her, quickly adding a third easily, Morgan was that hot and wet for her. Morgan’s legs were stuck with her shoes still on and her jeans around her ankles. She wanted Shawn to pick her up so Morgan could wrap her legs around Shawn’s waist while she fucked her hard, but it seemed like Shawn had no problem with gaining purchase with her fingers thrusting inside Morgan’s sex. Morgan reached down and glided her fingers over Shawn’s full, plump clit. Shawn bucked forward into Morgan’s hand as they rode each other into oblivion. It didn’t take long for either one to cry out as they came, which wasn’t a surprise due to their teasing all day and the movie’s sex scenes.
They breathed heavily, still pressed against each other as they came down from their explosion.
“Jesus. That was so much better than I imagined.”
Morgan ran her fingers through Shawn’s damp hair. “Oh, yeah? You imagined this, did you?”
“To be honest, from the first time you came into my diner with your friends.”
Wow. Morgan hadn’t expected that comment, even though she immediately crushed on Shawn the first time she saw her despite still being with Jessica. “Take me to your bedroom, Shawn. Show me all the things you imagined doing to me.”
Shawn kicked off her shoes, then her jeans and boxers, picked up Morgan in her arms and carried her to her bed. Shawn was giving her swoon-worthy material. Once Morgan was seated on the bed, Shawn knelt down and took off Morgan’s boots, then slowly slid off her jeans and underwear. Morgan reached behind and unhooked her own bra and tossed it to the pile of her discarded clothes. Shawn still had her shirt on so Morgan grabbed the hem and pulled it over Shawn’s head along with her sports bra. They were both now naked, finally, although you’d never hear Morgan complain about the hallway.
Shawn spread Morgan’s legs wide and barely touched Morgan’s still sensitive clit with the tip of her tongue. Morgan could feel the walls of her sex clench, urging Shawn to refill her with her fingers. Shawn didn’t obey. She seemed content to slow things down, and it made Morgan want to grab the back of Shawn’s head to encourage her to go faster.
“Shawn, God, I need to come again.”
“You will, baby. When I’m ready for you to. You taste so good, I want to take my time.”
Shawn dipped her tongue into Morgan’s opening and thrust in and out a few times before she withdrew and resumed flicking Morgan’s clit up and down, side to side before Shawn sucked her in and stroked her slowly. Morgan could feel herself swell against Shawn’s tongue and lips. Shawn must’ve been ready to let Morgan come because she started sucking harder, faster, pulling Morgan’s clit farther into her mouth until she exploded, coming all over Shawn’s face.
Morgan’s breathing was heavy and her heart racing, feeling like she’d just sprinted a marathon. Morgan was dead. She was sure of it. Otherwise, she’d be able to move, but she couldn’t with her jelly arms and legs. Shawn dropped soft kisses up and down Morgan’s inner thighs, kissed her mound, then slid on top of Morgan and kissed her mouth. The taste of her on Shawn’s lips was intoxicating, and it made Morgan want more of Shawn’s mouth. Just not on her clit. Her clit was dead. Nobody had ever killed her clit before. Not even close.
“Just give me a minute to recover. I seem to have lost all control of my limbs.”
Shawn chuckled before kissing a tender spot just below her ear. “That good, huh?”
“Nuh-uh. Awful. Worst sex I’ve ever had.”
Shawn looked at her and raised an eyebrow. “Is that so? Maybe I should try again.” Shawn started to move down when Morgan reached for her.
“No. Don’t you dare go back down there just yet.”
“Do you have the energy to scoot all the way on the bed?” Morgan’s legs were still dangling off the side.
Morgan scooted her body like she was a sea lion which caused Shawn to laugh. “It’s sexy, right? My wiggling is turning you on. Don’t deny it.”
“Honestly, seeing you naked has me turned on. You’re so beautiful, Morgan.”
The softness in Shawn’s eyes did something magical to Morgan’s insides, and she miraculously raised her arms to bring Shawn closer. Morgan spread her legs so Shawn could nestle between them. She laid on top of Morgan with her arms on either side of Morgan’s head. Shawn started rocking her pelvis into Morgan’s while holding eye contact.
“You feel so good.”
Morgan reached up with her hands and fondled Shawn’s small breasts, squeezing the flesh then pinching her nipples into hard stones. “I think that’s my line.”
Shawn reached down with one hand and spread hers and Morgan’s lips apart, exposing their clits before Shawn started rocking again.
“Does that feel good, baby?”
Morgan nodded while she bit her bottom lip. She mimicked the dream she had and grabbed Shawn’s ass, digging in her fingers and wrapping her legs behind Shawn’s.
“You feel so good fucking me, Shawn. I want you to keep going until you come all over me.”
Shawn must have liked Morgan talking to her because she began thrusting harder, faster. Morgan imagined Shawn wearing a strap-on while doing this, and it took her to the brink of her third orgasm of the night.
“Shawn, fuck. I’m going to come again. Are you close?”
“Yes.” Shawn grunted, her hips bucking wild until she slammed into Morgan one last time, causing both to shout out their climax. Sweat pooled in the small of Shawn’s back, and Morgan wiped it away as she rubbed her hands up Shawn’s back, along her neck, and into her hair. Shawn had collapsed onto Morgan, taking Shawn’s entire weight, and she thought nothing felt better than this other than the brain-shattering orgasms. Shawn breathed hard into Morgan’s ear, causing chills throughout her body. After a few minutes, Shawn rolled off Morgan, and she felt the absence of Shawn’s body on hers intensely.
Shawn lay on her stomach next to her, and Morgan rolled toward her, kissing her cheek, ear, neck, letting her lips linger in each spot.
“Are you okay?”
Shawn nodded with her eyes closed, a grin spreading across her face. “Never better. You?”
“I feel fantastic.”
“Good.” Shawn kept her eyes closed while Morgan ran her fingers through Shawn’s hair slow and gentle. The grin remained on Shawn’s face as her breathing slowed into slumber. Morgan reminisced about the day they’d spent together, and she quickly decided this was probably the best day of her life. Morgan pulled the blanket off the footboard of Shawn’s bed and covered them. She kissed Shawn on her forehead and wrapped her arm around her, holding her close through the night.