Two For Tea

"Ok, I want one more thing. I always thought one of these would be fun," Heather said as she handed the giant plastic penis back to Grace.

To Grace's horror, her friend walked directly over the long, double headed black dildo that she herself had been looking at and picked it up. Then after a quick glance around the store, Heather slid the dildo between her breasts, "Don't you think?"

Again the image of the two of them on a bed came to mind, the dildo spread between them as there bodies pushed toward one another, the ends disappearing into their wet pussies. Grace not only felt her face turn red at the graphic nature of the image, but she also felt her arousal heighten even more. Grace realized that Heather must have seen her looking at that same toy just moments before and now was probably teasing her.

"God Heather, you are such an uber tease," she said, laughing it off even as she fixated on the sight of the long black toy sliding between her friend's perfect breasts. "Come on, let's buy these so we can go check in to the hotel."

Grace didn't wait to see if Heather was really going to buy the double headed dildo as she turned and walked to the counter with the two toys she had picked out. She placed them on the counter and tried not to make eye contact with the attractive redheaded cashier behind the counter.
 
"God Heather, you are such an uber tease," Grace quipped, "Come on, let's buy these so we can go check in to the hotel."

Heather grinned. Grace had already used that out once, and Heather no longer believed she thought that, but then, who knew? Grace was smart and always thinking, she might very well believe that Heather was teasing. Heather on the other hand, had every intention of demonstrating her sincerity if Grace did not turn her away.

As they approached the counter Heather put her purchases on it and the red head smiled. "Would you two like the red head special today?" She laughed as she picked up Graces items for ringing up.

"These are all one tag please." Heather was pissed at her man and spending his money was her payback...well, at least part of it. "And, while the red head special looks particularly attractive tonight, I think we need to be off to share a little something special of our own." Heather laughed too, wondering if the cashiers comment was completely a joke.

" We have purchases downstairs too, can we pay here? Heather said.

"Sure, I'll have them brought up right now." She made a call and very quickly another girl came up the stairs with their clothing purchases.

The purchase was made, and Heather was careful not to be too nosy about Graces purchase. She was already putting enough pressure on her distraught friend, but if she had her way, Grace would leave this weekend relaxed and happy.

Purchases made, the two left the shop, and Heather watched Grace, curious what was on her mind. As they walked to the car Heather got the impression she was lost in thought. Just before they reached it she put her hand on Grace's arm and said, "Grace, I couldn't feel this comfortable with anyone else on earth. I'm glad you're here."

She tossed her bags in the back and sat down in the car hiking her dress up her thighs so that she was nearly exposed before Grace got in on the opposite side. She felt about as slutty as she had ever felt in her life, and that only served to turn her on even more.
 
As Grace and Heather left the shops and started out into the parking lot, a soft breeze began to blow, the coolness of the air going right through the thin top that Grace was wearing. Between the sexual stimulation of being in the toy store and the cool breeze, her nipples ached, pressing against the tight shirt she wore. She couldn't wait to get to the hotel and check in to their rooms so that she could be alone. But would she be alone, she wondered. Had Heather said they were sharing a room, or that they had adjoining rooms? She honestly couldn't remember, and at that point, she was so horny, she wasn't sure she could let anything stop her from getting off.

The thought of the two of them lying next to one another in the same bed, their legs spread, each of them using the toys they'd bought on themselves made her want to touch herself right then and there. Then her imagination began to work overtime, and she began to picture herself using her newly purchased items on her friend's pussy instead of her own. The thought was so erotic, Grace could feel herself getting wet.

"Grace, I couldn't feel this comfortable with anyone else on earth. I'm glad you're here," Heather said, pulling Grace from her thoughts momentarily, as the blond reached out and touched her arm.

"I'm just really glad you thought of this," Grace said, smiling at her friend, even as her thoughts returned to the erotic images of them together. As they got into the car, Grace couldn't help but notice that Heather's dress slid up to the tops of her thighs. And she isn't wearing her panties, Grace reminded herself as she tried not to stare at her friend's thighs.

As they started toward the Hotel, Grace tried to make sense of the images that had begun to creep in to her mind. She'd never really fantasized about a woman before, and yet now, the images of her and Heather were so strong that she couldn't deny how turned on she was becoming. She'd kissed a couple of girls in college at parties, truth or dare or drinking games, but this was different. Why wasn't she imaging herself with her husband, or any other man for that matter? Was it just the fact that she was with Heather and the fact that she'd seen her naked in the dressing room, or was there more to it? Whatever the answer, Grace found herself driving much faster than normal, and she found herself glancing down at her friend's lap frequently, even leaning forward slightly as she did.
 
Grace got in the car and took off toward the Inn. Heather noticed her girlfriend glancing at her parted thighs and smiled. She didn't say a word but she took the opportunity to have a little fun and she rested her elbow on the door armrest and stroked her inner thigh, back and forth lightly.

She had intended for this to tease Grace, but it quickly turned her mind to the thought of touching herself in front of her. As they neared the inn Heather shut her eyes and imagined having Graces hand between her legs, pressing her fingers past the folds and entering her. She imagined curving her back in the seat, angling her hips upward, making the access easier for her girlfriend.

With a sudden jolt of reality slamming into her she realized that without thinking she had slid her hand down to her pussy and started to angle her hips just like in her daydreaming. Her fingers were playing over her mound subtly from the side. Grace was watching the road, but Heather had no idea if she had glanced over while Heathers eyes were shut.

She was embarrassed as she tried to play it off and slide her hand back up her thigh and rested it in her knee. She felt a thin trail of her love nectar along her thigh and she could see it on her fingertips, She wondered what Grace might be thinking, but then she realized that if she had her way, she and Grace would be doing similar things not only in front of each other, but to each other very soon. With that thought, she slid her hand back down her thigh, right next to her pussy and rested it there gently stroking only a couple of inches from her extremely turned on heat.

When Grace parked, she took the opportunity to be bold and leaned over to kiss her on the cheek as she grasped her hand and said, "This has turned out to be one of the most erotic days of my life." She then got out and grabbed her bag and went quickly in to check them into their room. It didn't take long before they were escorted to the door and stepped inside. The room was huge with a secluded patio which looked out over the surrounding sunny woods. There was a large bed and two couches set across from them. A small kitchenette in a small alcove held a fridge, a small stove, and a table and chairs. The bathroom held a large shower and a huge bathtub spa that two, maybe even three people could fit comfortably into if they packed in tight. There was a gas fireplace that was already lit and glowing warmly. The day was not cold, so the sliding door to the patio was open and the room was full of fresh air and the scent of the surrounding woods.

Heather toured the room. There was an attached room with a single bed and a chair. Heather had originally picked this suite in case Grace wasn't comfortable sharing a bed with her, but now she wanted nothing more than to share a bed with Grace. She shut the door to the room and turned toward her gorgeous friend realizing that she looked nervous too as she set her things onto one of the chests of drawers.

Suddenly she felt awkward, but determined to get past it. She picked up the phone and ordered a bottle of wine, realizing that a little steadiness for her nerves was called for. She turned to Grace and broke the ice. It was odd that two long friends should feel awkward, but then there was heavy sexual tension in the room now. They had talked about sex, even had some bold conversations, but neither had approached the thought of sex between the two of them in anything other than joking tones before today.

Heather sat down on the edge of the bed, turned Grace and spoke softly, "It's still early. I can set us reservations for dinner, but I think I'd rather stay here with you for a while. Would you mind a late dinner." She wanted nothing more than to walk over and kiss her friend, but was afraid to push her too hard so she stayed on the bed and watched her friend for signs of what she might be thinking.
 
The short trip to the hotel had turned out to be more eventful, and more dangerous than Grace had expected. As Heather had closed her eyes and seemingly drifted asleep, Grace found herself leaning forward and raising herself up just a bit in her seat. The slight adjustment was enough to give her a clear view between the blond's legs, even as she tried to keep an eye on the road.

For a moment, Grace felt guilty for looking at her best friend's exposed pussy, the same way she did when she would slip into the bathroom in the middle of the night to masturbate after David had fallen asleep, or the way she would feel guilty when she would beg him to go down on her. It was true that Heather had undressed in front of her earlier but somehow this was different. Then all thoughts of guilt slipped away as she saw Heather slide her hand down her thigh, her fingertips brushing ever so lightly between her legs.

Grace swallowed as she suddenly felt the desire to see Heather part her own lips with her finger. When she finally pulled her eyes away from the sight of the blond's soft stroking hand, she was greeted with the sight of headlights aimed directly at her. Realizing that she had allowed the SUV to drift over the double yellow line into the oncoming lane, she quickly jerked the steering wheel to the side, narrowly avoiding a collision. Chastising herself for having become so distracted, she forced herself to keep her eyes on the road for the remainder of the trip, though her thoughts were another matter.

They arrived a few minutes later, and as Grace unbuckled her seat belt and turned the car off, Heather was suddenly leaning across the front seat, kissing her on the cheek, "This has turned out to be one of the most erotic days of my life." Grace smiled, not knowing how else to respond, though in truth, she felt exactly the same. Between trying on sexy clothes together, the soft massage from Heather, shopping for vibrators together and now the voyeuristic moment in the car, Grace was completely turned on in a way she never had been before.

She barely noticed the looks from the men she passed on the way into the hotel, their eyes glancing at her hard nipples. Before she knew it, they were checked in and walking into their room. She wasn't surprised to find out that they would be sharing a room, though the fact that it only had one bed did give her pause for a moment as she sat her bags down and looked around. Then she noticed the attached room with a second bed. She exhaled softly in relief, but also felt a pang of disappointment that she did her best to ignore.

As Heather ordered a bottle of wine from room service, Grace started to put her things away. Reaching down to grab the bag from the adult toy store, it fell open, the purchases spilling out onto the bed. The sight of the assorted dildos and vibrators was enough to make Grace's whole body tingle with excitement. She wanted nothing more than to turn the lights out, crawl into bed and try out one of her toys, and yet she didn't know how or when she would be able to with her best friend sharing the same room. She could always excuse herself to the other room, but it would be obvious what she was going to do and she didn't know if she could do that without dying of embarrassment.

"It's still early. I can set us reservations for dinner, but I think I'd rather stay here with you for a while. Would you mind a late dinner?" Heather asked as she put the phone down and took a seat on the bed.

"No, later is fine with me. I'm not that hungry yet," Grace responded as she smiled at her friend, not realizing that her fingers were brushing against the extremely large, thick plastic cock that she had purchased for herself. As she finally looked down and saw what she was doing, she pulled her hands away from the dildo, but allowed herself to stare at it for a moment. The thought of plunging the massive cock into her pussy made her tingle between her legs. The thought of Heather watching her do it brought a small of trickle of excitement down her thigh.

"What do you want to do now?" was what she wanted to ask as she turned back to face the blond, but what came out was, "God, I'm so fucking horny, Heather." When she realized what she'd actually said, Grace blushed, her eyes quickly moving downward to avoid the blond's gaze.
 
Heather watched Grace for a few moments and then her bag of toys fell open on the bed. Graces hand reached for the large dildo she had purchased, but she hesitated. Then, to Heathers surprise Grace looked at her and said the last thing that Heather expected to hear, even though it perfectly echoed her own thoughts, "God, I'm so fucking horny, Heather."

With her best smile, she looked back at Grace and spoke with a soft end excited tone in her voice. "I am too Grace, why don't we do something about it." She walked over to Grace, unbuttoning her summer dress as she approached and stood not six inches away as she pulled the dress down over her shoulders and let it fall to the floor at her feet.

The blond, now naked, stood before Grace and said, "There's no reason we need to go through every single day horny as hell wishing our husbands would pay attention to us when we have each other."

Despite the look on Graces face, which she was not sure how to interpret anyway, she placed a hand on Graces waist and pulled her close against her naked body and leaned forward to kiss Grace's lips.

Heather felt her body respond to the eroticism of the moment. She knew it was risky, but she was tired of just wanting Grace and decided that she was going to quit holding back. If Grace rejected her, at least she would know she tried.
 
Grace didn't really know what she'd expected her friend to do or say in response to her blurted admission, perhaps crack a joke to break the tension, or maybe offer a sympathetic comment. She certainly didn't expect her to say what she said, nor to slip out of her dress while standing just a few inches from her. Grace was frozen, not moving, not speaking. To her surprise she realized she wasn't even breathing as she waited to see what Heather would do.

Then Heather's arm was around Grace's waist, pulling her toward the blond. Grace tried to say something, tried to whisper her friend's name, but no sound came out as her lips parted, and then Heather was kissing her, soft, warm, wet lips pressing against hers. And finally Grace felt her temporary paralysis melt away as she leaned into the kiss, her body pressing against the blond's naked body, her hands moving to Heather's hips.

A million thoughts and emotions seemed to flood through Grace, but foremost among them was the desire she felt and the joy at feeling wanted. It had been so long since she felt like someone wanted her...that someone thought she was beautiful and desirable and sexy...it didn't matter to her that it was a woman instead of a man. All that mattered to her right at that moment was the warmth of Heather's body against her own, and the feel of Heather's lips on her mouth.

Suddenly, Grace wasn't being kissed by Heather, instead, she was the one doing the kissing, her hands pulling the blond even closer as she pushed her tongue into her friend's mouth. Then before she had a chance to think about what she was doing, Grace pushed Heather backwards onto the bed, quickly crawling onto the bed with her, her hands moving to the blond's large, firm breasts even as she lowered her mouth down into another kiss.
 
For just a moment, Heather thought she had made a mistake. Grace did not respond, and Heather had nearly stopped herself when suddenly Grace came alive and began to return the kiss with a passion that caught the blond off guard. Heather parted her lips in response to Graces tongue as it pushed between them and began to suck on it as all her own reservations slipped quietly away and the moment became simply passion between the two of them.

Grace pushed her backward onto the bed, and was quickly on top of her. Heather, out of habit and instinct, parted her legs as Graces moved up her body between them and took her breasts in her hands before kissing her again. Heather was overcome and a quiet, almost shy moan left her lips at the long desired feeling of hands gripping her sensitive breasts. The thought of Graces lips on them made her all the wetter and Heather responded, encouraging Grace by grabbing her ass and pulling her down against her rapidly heating mound and spreading her legs wider.

As their kiss broke and Heathers breathing came more rapidly, she panted as she spoke into Graces soft lips, "Grace please don't stop. I want you so badly."

Heather took on an intensity of her own as she kissed Grace again and began to pull at her new lovers clothing, wanting little more than to feel warm skin against her own.
 
I want you so badly.

Five short words whispered in a hush. Five simple words between friends. Five words that caused Grace's heart to flutter inside her chest. Five words that she'd needed to hear for weeks or months. Now that she had heard them, even if from an unlikely source, she couldn't stop the flood of emotions and desire that gripped her in their wake.

"I want you too...I need you," Grace gasped as she felt Heather's hands on her body, pulling at her clothes. The brunette raised herself up enough to yank her tank top off in one quick motion, throwing it as far across the room as she could, as if to signify that she had no intention of wearing it or any other clothes for a long time.

Her nipples, still hard, pressed against Heather's bare chest as Grace lowered herself back down atop the blond. The feel of her friend's warm skin against her own seemed to fuel her desire even more as she kissed her even more passionately this time, her tongue slipping boldly into Heather's mouth. Grace's hands returned to her friend's breasts eagerly, cupping them, squeezing them until she felt Heather's hands pulling at her pants. Grace quickly reached down and unbuttoned her Capri's, then helped Heather slide them over her hips.

"This is so crazy," Grace managed to whisper between kisses.

"Are we really doing this?" She asked as she stopped to look into Heather's eyes, her hips rocking forward between the blond's legs, rubbing against her pussy.
 
This is so crazy," Grace whispered between kisses. "Are we really doing this?" She asked and Heather melted as Grace looked her in the eyes with a beauty that Heather had wanted to see for a long time.

Heather felt Grace press her hips forward as she squeezed the blonds breasts. She felt her nipples graze over the flesh of Graces breasts and she knew then that this was going to be one of the most beautiful and erotic experiences of her life. The pressure of Grace pressing against her pussy made Heather want to know what it must look like, feel like, and even taste like.

"Oh god yes Grace and please don't stop... doing... this." Heather gasped the last few words out as she pressed her pussy up against Graces mound. She reached around and grabbed her tanned ass and gripped it tight, pulling her down hard against her pussy as she spread her legs wider, exposing her shaven pussy more. Her clit made brief contact with Grace and she could easily have stayed there grinding against the woman until she came, but there was so much more to live with her friend that it was too soon to orgasm.

"Grace, I've never been with a woman before." she muttered between Graces relentless kisses, "I want to know every part of you." And with that she leaned upward until her face pressed into Graces cleavage and kissed her, moving her lips to one side until she had one of Graces tits in her mouth and then she began to suck softly, at first not knowing what she wanted to do, but quickly realizing that Grace would certainly love the same sorts of tender yet firm touches that turned her on. She suckled softly then and played at her nipple with her tongue, flicking lightly in the midst of the suction.

Without thinking, she began to grind her hips lightly against Grace until it occurred to her that very soon she would likely taste another woman for the first time. The thought made he heart race and the image of her head between the slender tan thighs made her as hot as she had ever been.

She realized that the friendship she held so dear had just changed, and that now Grace was not only her closest friend, but a lover that meant the world to her. Life had just gotten infinitely better. Heather tried to demonstrate that thought in every touch of her lips against her nipple. She realized that she was moaning down deep in her chest, and she let it go, wanting Grace to feel her passion.
 
The brief touch of Heather's pussy against her own was like an electric shock of pleasure that caused Grace to moan softly, followed by a short gasp when Heather grabbed her ass, pulling her body closer. She responded by lowering her mouth to her friend's neck, kissing the tender flesh there.

"Grace, I've never been with a woman before," Heather whispered, her breath warm against Grace's ear, sending a shudder through the brunette. "I want to know every part of you."

Before Grace could respond in kind, Heather lifted her head up, pressing her face to Grace's chest. As she felt Heather's lips move to her breasts, sucking the nipple into her mouth, Grace arched her back. "Oh my god, Heather...uhhhnnn...that feels so fucking good..."

Heather's lips and tongue on her breasts were driving Grace wild, and she slowly began to grind her hips down against the blond, desperate to feel the other girl's pussy against her own. Frustrated by the pants that were still around her knees, Grace managed to shimmy her legs enough to work them down to her ankles, allowing her to kick the pants to the floor. Freed from the constraint of her pants, Grace spread her legs, straddling Heather's thigh, her own thigh pressed firmly between the blond's legs. She began to rock her hips, grinding her pussy against Heather's thigh.

"I want...I want to fuck you so bad..." Grace gasped as she felt Heather's tongue dance across her nipple again.
 
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It was a struggle to help Grace remove her pants, but the result was that her beautiful girlfriend was now just as naked as her. Heather felt the soft muscular thigh press firm up against her pussy and slid her hand down from Grace's ass to the back of her upper thigh and instinctively pulled it tight against her pussy, spreading her legs wide while one leg partially straightened and her hips turned slightly to maximize this sensation. She felt her deeply aroused pussy pressed open and she felt the thigh against her become slick with her juices, which spurred her on to reciprocate by grinding her own hip against Graces silky thigh. She knew that it would not take her long to cum like this and that became her goal.

She had forgotten about the nipple in her mouth and realized she was sucking hard on it out of pure instinct and stopped herself for fear of hurting Grace. Her head pressed back into her pillow as she arched her back up and pressed her own thigh against her girlfriends pussy.

Heather wrapped her free arm around Grace and pulled herself back up to the beautiful nipple in front of her and teased it with her tongue again as she heard Grace pant the words, "I want...I want to fuck you so bad."

The blonds reply was natural and came without need of thought, "Yes pllease, fuck me, I need it so badly." Heather felt a surge of intensity deep in her gut and she slid her pussy back and forth over Graces thigh, angling her hips so that her clit was forced against the smooth wet skin.

"I'm gonna' cum. you feel so good...." the sentence morphed into a whimpering moan, soft and sensual but long and intense.

"I want to cum with you, but I'm so close."

Another wave of sensation washed through her body as she connected her dripping pussy with Graces thigh. She could feel herself tightening and could sense the huge release that was so deeply overdue, but it was more important to her to share it. She knew that Grace needed this as badly or more then her, still, there was a deep intense orgasm waiting just over the horizon. Just the thinking about it held her back and she slowed herself, paying more attention to Grace and the hard little nipple in her mouth. She payed more attention to the hot pussy that was grinding against her own thigh and searched the woman for signs that she felt the same intensity. Heather knew that it wouldn't take much for herself to cum, but her caring for Grace made her own feelings secondary. This ladies pleasure was becoming the most important thing to her.
 
The slow build up of sexual tension and frustration through out the day had left Grace in such a heightened state of arousal that her whole body felt like some delightfully raw nerve of desire poised to send her into an uncontrollable moment of pleasure. Each twist of Heather's tongue around Grace's nipple caused the brunette to shudder, and each time Grace rocked her hips forward, causing her pussy to glide across the blond's thigh, she could feel herself moving closer and closer to the precipice of an orgasm.

Feeling the warmth and dampness between Heather's legs against her own leg, Grace was sure that her friend was close as well. The thought of them climaxing together as their bodies writhed against one another brought another low moan from Grace. A moment later, Heather confirmed Grace's suspicion with a hushed whimper, "I'm gonna' cum. you feel so good....I want to cum with you, but I'm so close."

Grace wanted to cum too, but there was also a little voice inside her head telling her that once she and Heather climaxed, once that intensity was gone, that desperate need for satisfaction...once it was gone, it would all be over. They would stop being lovers and go back to being friends. As much as Grace wanted to feel that explosion of pleasure, that release, she didn't want their moment together to end either.

Slowly Grace pulled her lower body away from Heather, sliding her body from between her friend's legs until she was laying beside her. She lowered her lips down to kiss Heather, but hesitated for a moment, hovering just above the blond's mouth.

"Not yet...don't cum yet..." she whispered before lowering her mouth down over Heather's, her tongue slipping between the blond's lips. Grace's hand moved over Heather's flat, toned stomach and up to her breasts, gently caressing the curves there as she continued to kiss her.

Grace slowly became aware of something pressing against her back, and quickly realized that it was one of the toys that she and Heather had purchased. Reaching behind her back she pulled the extremely thick plastic cock that she had picked out for herself around in front of her. Just feeling the girth of the toy in her hand made her groan with desire. She wanted to feel it inside of her.

Pulling herself away from Heather, Grace rolled onto her back, still laying next to her friend, still making eye contact with her. Slowly she spread her legs apart, letting her right leg drape over Heather's legs as she lowered the massive dildo down between her legs and positioned the plastic head against her pussy. She didn't say anything as she eased the cock into herself, but as she felt herself open up to accept the enormous dildo, she whimpered, then moaned, then finally smiled at Heather. Then she reached over and took Heather's hand, guiding it to the base of the plastic cock.

"Fuck me," Grace whispered.
 
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