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CHAPTER EIGHT

I closed the door to my dorm room, and now Lucia and I were alone, together, in a place where, well, anything could happen.

“Umm, so, this is my place…”

“It’s nice, I didn’t think I’d find a dorm that was nicer than my place off-campus, but…” Lucia jumped up on my lofted bed, “this is pretty close, and the company is a lot nicer.”

My head was spinning, and my body drifted over toward Lucia like she was magnetic. “So, umm…that making out thing?”

Lucia put her legs around me, her sneakers hitting the backs of my thighs, and pulled me into her. It was rough and a little forceful, and if a guy had done it to me, I would have turned and run away, but feeling Lucia’s tight calves pressed against the tops of my thighs, pinning my hips against the bedframe, against her, I melted. “Yes, Violet. Making out.”

Lucia kissed me again, and my mind filled with the sweetest buzz as Lucia’s lips met mine. This kiss was longer than the one at the stoplight, more focused, and when her tongue entered my mouth, I knew for damn certain that the ‘is Violet into women?’ question was answered definitively. Again .

“Can I touch you?” Lucia said, keeping her hands at a respectful distance from me.

“God, yes…” I said, returning to the kiss, never wanting my lips to be parted from her ever again.

Lucia’s hands pressed against the front of my shoulders and then dragged down my sides until they got to the bottom hem of my tank top. Her fingers slipped underneath the fabric, her thumb circling my navel. Such a gentle motion, but it created shockwaves deep within me. I looked down and saw that Lucia’s nipples were standing straight out, straining against her t-shirt.

“Can I…” I glanced down at her chest.

“Touch my tits?” Lucia said, grazing her face against the side of mine.

“Only…over your shirt…”

“Do you want to do it only over my shirt?”

“No…”

“Then I suggest you touch them under my shirt…” Lucia said, taking my hand and sliding it up her stomach, coming to rest at the bottom of her ribs. She was so damn warm and soft.

Lucia put her free hand behind my neck and kissed me again, our tongues dancing against each other. I willed myself to move my hands upward under Lucia’s shirt, and I almost fainted when my hand crested over one of her perfect breasts. She was very flat-chested, but the small rise of her breast and the hard, crinkled nub of her nipple felt like magic against my fingers. She arched her back as I squeezed it, and her calves pressed against me tighter.

She pulled back and grabbed her shirt at the waist, pulling it off and throwing it to the ground. “Might as well take this off, right?”

Lucia was now sitting on my bed, topless, her dark skin utterly perfect. As I looked at her, I weakened even more at the way she was biting her lip as she watched me take her in, her abs tensing. It was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. My chest tightened, and I felt a warmth between my thig hs. Fuck, I wanted Lucia more than I’d wanted anything in my life.

“Don’t stop touching me, Violet.”

I reached forward and felt up her stomach, but my hands quickly found their way back onto her breasts. “They feel so…nice…” I said, a more flowery word failing me.

“You can be a little rougher with them…” Lucia said, squinting a little, pushing me.

I tightened my grip, squeezing and twisting. The smile on her face let me know she loved what I was doing to her. I kept on, seeing just how hard I could get the stiff nubs, but Lucia took my wrists in her hands, pulling me in close, my face pressed against hers.

“Your tongue…” Lucia said, and punctuated it by grazing her tongue along the outside of my ear, sending a shiver through me, “…would probably feel even better.”

Lucia’s nipples were at attention in front of my face, so there was no more need for words, my mouth went right for one, sucking on it and circling it with my tongue, then I took it in between my teeth and gave a soft bite, which caused Lucia to yelp slightly and grind her hips against me.

“Oh, fuck, Violet, don’t stop…” Lucia moaned.

I continued to play with Lucia’s breasts, taking my turn with each one, sucking her nipples between my teeth and running my tongue against them, causing Lucia to buck her hips and arch her back. “You are very good at this…” she said, looking down at me with an admiring smile.

I looked back up at her, her brown eyes gazing into mine, the smile on her lips, the freckles dotting her cheeks…and the moment seemed right, so I pulled my shirt off in front of her, now standing there in my sports bra and shorts. “Lucia…do you…would you…”

“Suck your tits, Violet? Is that what you’re asking? ”

I didn’t have words, so I just nodded. I slid my sports bra off and felt a little self-conscious of myself, but the hungry eyes Lucia gave me were enough to inspire confidence for years.

“I think you should come up on this bed with me…”

Lucia sat up and then helped pull me onto the bed, laying me back, my head propped against my pillows, looking up at her.

“Is it too forward to ask to take off your shorts?”

“N--no…” I said, the moment getting intense, but my body demanding it.

She undid the button on my shorts and tugged them off of me, tossing them aside. Lucia had her knees between my legs, but her crotch was still well above my thigh. She leaned down and kissed me again, my bare breasts pressed against hers. God, it was heaven.

We made out for a bit, the heat and spark of our bodies against each other making me half-close my eyes and moan in pleasure.

“God, I just love your body, Violet, you’re so fucking perfect…”

I tried to keep my focus on Lucia, my heart pounding at the compliment. I’d never been told I was perfect before…

“Thank you…you’re…so, so perfect too, Lucia.”

Lucia leaned back, her knees between my thighs, my legs open, the thin fabric of my panties the only thing holding me back from the threshold.

“I know this might seem like a lie, but I usually don’t fuck on the first date, or the first…’let’s go back to my dorm and make out’, I guess.”

“S…so you’re saying we’re…”

“If you want to…” Lucia held my knees, the wry smile on her face.

“I do…I want to…” I said, my breath ragged and my mind racing.

“Consent is good, so I want you to say it, Violet. Tell me what you want to do.” Lucia kept her hands on me, but didn’t push things, didn’t try to manipulate the moment further. She wanted to make sure she didn’t step past anything that would make me uncomfortable, and I loved her for that.

“I want to have sex with you…”

Lucia looked me up and down. “I am so glad you do, because…” Lucia leaned down and kissed my thighs, making my back arch, “…that’s exactly what I want to do too…”

“Lucia…” I breathed her name as she moved her lips higher on my thighs, up my hip bone, the underside of my breast, my collarbone…she worked her way to my mouth, her breasts pressed against mine again as she kissed me, our legs tangling with each other.

“Can you take your panties off for me, Violet?” She purred.

My chest felt tight as I moved my thumbs into the waistband, looking up at Lucia. “Yeah…fuck yes…”

I pushed the underwear down to my ankles and kicked them aside, then laid there in front of her, totally nude, open, willing.

“Good girl…I’m going to go down on you, ok?”

“Oh my god…yes, Lucia…” I said, opening my legs further, making space for this gorgeous woman to do whatever she wanted.

She slid down between my legs and looked down at me. It was maybe the first time I’d ever had someone marvel at the sight of me at my most exposed. Others had admired, but Lucia, she marveled. “God, you have the most amazing pussy I’ve ever seen…”

I ran my fingers through her hair as she pressed her tongue to my labia and dragged it upward. It wasn’t the first time someone had gone down on me, but with that one lick, it was easily the best. Her tongue slid between my outer lips, spreading them apart as it dragged up toward the top. Lucia was patient, making sure every inch of my lips were bathed in the slick of her tongue before moving inward. She was so much more thorough, more gentle, more diligent than anyon e else who had licked me. There wasn’t even a comparison.

When she got to my clit, my whole body was humming and on fire, every part of me ready for her to push me over the edge. She slid her hands under my ass and gripped me as her tongue moved around and around, slowly, pressing her mouth against me, teasing me, truly devouring me.

I’m usually pretty quiet during sex, but something about Lucia and the way she moved made me feel more connected than I had before, so every swirl of her tongue against my clit made me gasp, and her fingers kneading my ass, grabbing at me, wanting me more than anyone has wanted me before, made me moan.

“How do I feel, Violet?” Lucia said, taking a break from letting her mouth do other things.

“Like…heaven…” I said, throwing my head back, fully releasing my body to her.

“And I’m going to make you feel better…”

Lucia slipped a finger inside of me. Her touch was perfect, every motion she made was so slow and deliberate, and the fact that she wanted me was so clear from how she moved, utterly devoted.

But I couldn’t hold on. As much as I wanted this to last forever, my body had other ideas. Other times I’d had sex, me having an orgasm wasn’t always a guarantee for any multitude of reasons, but Lucia made damn sure I would have one now. It ran through my head that she might not even be able to stop at one.

“I’m…I’m…” I said, gripping Lucia’s hair in my hand, drawing her in.

“What are you doing, Violet?” Lucia rasped.

“I’m…coming…fuck…fuck…”

“And who’s making you come, Violet? Tell me who’s making you feel this, you gorgeous fucking angel.”

“You, Lucia…god, fuck, you are making me come…” I shivered and felt a bead of sweat rol l off my hip and trace down to the small of my back, every sensation across my body exaggerated, all my nerve endings singing in harmony. Lucia’s firm hands grabbed my ass hard, so fucking hard, as she licked me through my orgasm, savoring every moment, her tongue entering me with force before relenting.

“Oh…my god…Lucia…” I relaxed a bit, an aftershock running through my body as I pulled away from Lucia’s mouth.

“How was that, Violet? Was it what you imagined it would be?” Lucia said, her face still inches from my pussy, her fingers toying with my pubic hair, sending little jolts with every movement.

“Yeah, I needed that…in so many ways.”

“So, do you think you’re into girls?” Lucia kissed the inside of my left thigh, sucking on the skin just a little. I loved how much this woman loved my body.

“Well, I still haven’t gone down on one, so, I can’t be completely sure…” I smiled, my entire body finally coming down from the endorphin flood of my orgasm. I tussled Lucia’s hair, messing it up a little, but it always seemed to return to a perfect, slightly messy shape no matter what I did with it.

“Are you sure? I don’t mind a pillow princess, Violet.” Lucia propped herself up on her elbows, gazing at me with her big, kind eyes, her nipples standing straight out on her flat chest.

“I’m sorry…I’m not gay enough yet to know what that means…” I laughed, covering my face with my hand.

“Don’t be embarrassed, that just means someone who takes, but doesn’t give…and, Violet, you can take however or whatever you want from me…” Lucia looked up and down my nude form, then toyed with my vulva more. I was a little sore, but I also didn’t want it to end. “God, you’re fucking gorgeous…”

“Lucia, I would feel so shitty if you gave me an orgasm like that and I didn’t return the favor…” I said, sitting up, pulling myself away from Lucia so I could get into position .

Lucia crawled up the bed and pressed her body against mine, the feeling still warm, safe. “It’s fine, I know this was your first time, and I--“

I laid my fingers against Lucia’s mouth, “No, it’s ok. I’m just a little nervous…and I don’t know how well I’ll do at it, but…I want to try.”

Lucia pulled away, and the way she looked at me, it was the same look she gave me on the bus when she was telling those stories about growing up in Mexico, that same smile, that eagerness for attention…and I realized I had feelings for this girl. Big feelings. Feelings that I’d ignored for way too long. The first woman I was with, and she’d just made me come so damn hard…I had to make this as good as I could for her.

“Can I make a suggestion?” Lucia said, sitting up on the bed, unzipping her jeans.

“Of course, you have more experience at this than me.”

“For your first time, it might be easier if I sat in a chair and you got on your knees, the angle is a little easier for beginners.”

“Sure…” I said, pointing over to my computer desk and the chair, “do you, um, want a towel to put down?”

“Yeah, actually.” Lucia smiled at me, and I swear to god that smile made my heart beat faster every time she flashed it at me.

I grabbed a fresh towel and laid it on the chair, then turned back to Lucia. She was pulling her jeans down her legs, those long, strong legs that held me in so tight as we started to make out. I got onto my knees, the tile floor cold against them, but I knew I wouldn’t care about the discomfort in a few minutes.

“Can I take your panties off for you? I think that would be really sexy…” I said, maybe still a little timid in saying exactly what I wanted.

“I would be a little upset if you didn’t.”

“Come over here, then.”

I put my hands on Lucia’s hips as she stood in front of me. My eyes traced upward from the apex of her legs up to her face as she gazed down at me, that goddamn smile, the look of anticipation in her eyes.

I hooked my thumbs under the lacy black waistband of her panties. They weren’t exceptionally sexy ones, just plain black briefs with lace trim, but they gave a feminine edge to Lucia’s otherwise androgynous look that made me see her in a different light. These little flashes of femininity contrasting with the otherwise strong and rough exterior had my mind doing backflips.

I pulled Lucia’s panties down her hips, and she closed her legs a little once I got them over the widest part of her them, letting me draw them down her legs, stripping her, leaving her completely naked, just for me. I helped her step out of the panties and returned to my position, my face exactly at the level of her pussy.

“It’s so…nice and trimmed…” I said, brushing my fingers down her short, dark pubic hair, then drawing my nails against the grain, intoxicated by how warm and soft she felt.

“I don’t have a choice but to keep trimmed in this weather…” she said, brushing some stray hairs from my face back behind my ear. “How about you get in close?”

My lips brushed against her thighs, and I could see the glistening of her pussy, wet, ready for me. I felt intimidated, as this was completely new to me. The scent of her desire filled my nostrils, and her breath hitched with every move I made. I decided I couldn’t wait longer. I had to commit to this, I had to give it a try. I placed my hand at the top of Lucia’s labia and pulled them back with my fingers, spreading her open slightly. I was just copying what I’d seen in porn, but by how Lucia reacted, I was pretty sure I was doing the right thing.

I stuck out my tongue and gently nestled it between her lips, tasting another woman for the first time. It was sweet and salty and a thousand kinds of delicious, along with the familiar scent of cedarwood and citrus tha t had drawn me in at the start of the night.

“Mmm…yes, Violet…good girl…good fucking girl.” Lucia laughed nervously just a little, and I took all of this as a positive sign, so I went at it harder, getting down a little further with each lick. She opened her legs to give me more access, using her hand to open her pussy for my mouth so I could focus on the licking. She tasted better and better with each swipe of my tongue. I grabbed her thighs just above her knees, worshiping at her altar.

Lucia ran her hands through my hair as she gasped and moaned with each movement. “Fuck…don’t stop…you’re a natural at this, baby…”

She pulled me into her with the slightest hint of force. The pressure from her grip and her body pressed against my mouth drove me crazy. The way she moved against me let me know exactly where she wanted me and how she wanted me to be there, and I loved every moment.

I pulled back from my position and looked over at the chair I’d prepared. “Want to sit now?”

“No…I want you right here, like this…because I’m not going to last much longer…” she said, her voice smooth and sure, encouraging me to make her come, which was great because it’s the only thing I wanted to do in the world at this moment.

“Anything you want…” I said, pressing my mouth to her clit.

“Yes…that’s perfect…and I want you to push a finger inside of me while you lick, Violet…”

I did what I was told, of course. I took my right hand and put it against Lucia’s pussy, the angle was awkward but I wanted to make it work. I slid my middle finger between her folds and quickly found the gap that seemed to draw my finger in. It was a surreal feeling, my finger inside a vagina other than my own, familiar but also different in so many ways.

“Mmm…use two fingers, baby, I can take it.” Lucia said, her breath getting sharper and shorter, her hair actually looking messy now that she was so swept up in the moment. I put my ring finger in to join my middle one inside Lucia, and it felt so fucking good. I could feel her tightening around my fingers, her body reacting as I pumped them gently, but with enough pressure that I knew she’d definitely feel every move.

I focused my tongue on her clit, lapping at it, her wetness coating my tongue. Whatever pattern I thought would feel good, I tried it.

“Oh god, Violet…fuck…don’t stop baby, you’re making me come…fuck…”

I looked up as Lucia winced, her neck muscles tightening, her stomach drawing in sharply. I was doing this to her. I was giving her an orgasm. I kept my tongue and fingers right on target. I wasn’t going to stop. She told me not to, so I didn’t.

She grabbed my hair a little roughly and pushed me in against her. It was another move that would have scared me under other circumstances, but with Lucia, it felt so right, so perfect, so passionate. I slid my tongue inside of her as much as I could, joining my fingers, tasting her deeper and stronger.

Her thighs clenched against my face as she finally came down from her orgasm, letting out one last sigh and relaxing her grip on me.

“Fuck…oh my god…” Lucia looked down at me, “god, you have so much of my pussy juices on your face, Violet…makes a girl want to kiss you right now…”

I stood up, because who wouldn’t take up that offer? I leaned in and kissed Lucia, tasting myself on her lips, exchanging our essences, our tongues that had gotten such a workout still nimble and eager.

“That was so…so amazing.” I said, knowing I looked like a sweaty mess, but also knowing Lucia probably thought I was still beautiful. Because, fuck it, I was .

“Mmm…” Lucia ran her finger along my lips, then popped it into her mouth. “…and I’ve wanted to do that to you since the moment I laid eyes on you.”

“Really?”

“The first time I saw you on that pitcher’s mound, your nice round tits, the way the pants clung to your ass just right…only problem was that Kim told me you were straight.”

“We might need to revise that assessment…” I said, holding Lucia tightly as we tumbled onto my bed and onto the cool sheets.

“Just a little?” Lucia kissed me again.

“Probably a…lot.”