“The first night” (except from a larger story). Slow burn🔥

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Part 10

Angel tears

Lottie had always loved the rain. As a ***** she would ride her bike around the neighborhood just too feel the drops across her face. The grey sky washing over everything in hues of blue. The contrast added by the orange light of the street lamps, warming her soul. Cars sloshing up and down the street had become something of a white noise for her. Her world seemed transformed by it.

But this morning, as she sat near her window looking out onto the concrete path that lead to the parking lot of her apartment, Soaked in rain water and almost reflective, she could not conjure up the warm feelings of her youth.

The rain softly echoing off the walls and roof of her apartment only reminded her of the awful ache she felt inside. For 3 days, the rain came down. Never letting up, not even for a moment.

Lottie felt hot tears begin to roll down her chubby cheeks.

“How could you be so stupid?”, her mind venomously spat back at her.

“Of course he was a creep.”, bitterly, she bit her bottom lip and tucked her legs underneath her body wrapping her arms around her knees and hiding her face within.

The unexpected knock at her front door had the duel effect of startling her back to reality and giving her something else to focus on besides the way she was currently eating herself alive.

“Open up Lottie!” The familiar voice pleaded impatiently.
“It’s pouring out here!” she instantly recognized Julie’s childlike whining.

Not knowing what was best, she reluctantly relinquished her place of solitude both within her home and within her heart.

Quickly she turned the corner from her living room into the short hallway that lead to the front door, Passing the beautiful antique mirror her grandmother had loved so much. Incased inside the golden swirling edges of its baroque frame, she saw the puffy tired eyes of a girl she did not know. While time did not allow her to contemplate the true origin of that feeling, her fingers did the heavy lifting of pushing away her tears from the corners from her eyes and taking with them momentarily, whatever amount of self loathing she could manage to conceal.

“Lottie!” Julie whined ever more impatiently, “I’m getting all wet.”

“One second!” Lottie called to her friend on the other side of the door.

As it opened, the rain soaked visage of her friend appeared before her.
Seeing Julie’s sweet and playful smile at time like this was almost too much for Lottie to bear.

And so she fell into her arms, knowing that she would be safe, seen and loved.

“What’s happened Lottie?”, Julie cood, wrapping her arms around her friend who was currently bawling into her perfectly pink ***re sweater.

The rain, admittedly had soaked her through already.

“What’s a few more drops?” She thought to herself.

Lottie, unable to bring her self to speak her troubles out loud only buried her face further into Julie’s chest.

At Julie’s urging, the girls ushered themselves into her apartment and to the living room, taking a seat in the window nook.

As Julie observed the state of things, The tissues laid around the cushions and floor told a story that something awful had happened.


Part 11

Warmth and sun

Lottie’s tears grew less bitter as Julie held her. The heat of her chest rising and falling beneath her called to something sensual, unraveling yet unknown deep inside her.

And as she lifted her head to meet Julie’s gaze, she was overcome with intense love for her and the heat growing between her legs began to ache.

As julie held her friend close to her body she couldn’t deny the emotion and electricity she felt as Lottie wrapped her arms around her waist.

In the moment the two girl’s eyes met, lust pushed their hungry mouths together, tongues lapping at the other’s until they could feel their own wetness willing them to go further.

As they kissed, Lottie began to imagine Julie’s full breasts and what they’d feel like against the palms of her hands. Cautiously she ran her fingers along Julie’s body until she was at the edges of her ***re sweater, still dripping wet like the moment they shared between them and began to gently pull it away from her soft milky skin. As she did this, Julie, admired the sight of Lottie’s plump round ass ***king through her Cotton candy pink pajama shorts as she knelt over her. Reaching out she began to caress them. Slowly lifting the fabric between both cheeks until it resembled a thong. Lottie uttered a loving high pitched moan into Julie’s mouth.

Realizing that they equally adored eachother’s bodies as they did their spirits, melted away what ever social boundaries were left between them.

To Lottie, Julie was someone she had admired for as long as they had known each other. All the moments she secretly admired her soft full figure suddenly made more sense in a way she could not describe.

Julie, feeling a deep sense of empathy for her friend, longed to fix for her whatever had broken her so completely. Feeling that desire leading her to want to pleasure Lottie, and keep her safe.

In this unspoken understanding of their aligned intentions, they found their ecstasy and comfort completely intoxicating.

The scent of their heated arousal lingered in the air around them. Panting as the breathed it in, Lottie could only think of tasting its sweetness. So she pulled her lips away from Julie’s with one last mingling of tongues, to make her way between her thighs, kissing at the outside of the panties that lay just underneath her pleated tennis skirt.

Julie felt so much pleasure at the feeling of Lottie’s soft lips that she began to arch her back, releasing a series of exasperated moans accentuated by deep breaths that she could not control.

Seeing this and feeling Julie’s need for her, Lottie pulled her lace and cotton pink panties to the side and slid two of her fingers past the slippery entrance that was the lips of her perfect pussy. Her clit, Flush with pale blush, called her to explore it with her tongue.

Julie could not contain her enjoyment as Lottie’s fingers entered her hot cunt. As she pushed and pulled them thoughtfully, the sensation and fullness of them sliding past her inner walls made her want this moment to go on forever.

Knowing it eventually would end, she let out a small whimper that to her ears sounded much more like a overstimulated cry of appreciation for what a good job Lottie was doing.

“Thats perfect” she sighed, “you’re so good at being naughty”. She did not recognize the place the words had come from, only that she felt it was what Lottie needed to feel safe and valued.

Hearing the soft loving tone of those words almost put Lottie over the edge. Her soft pussy lips engorged and aching to be touched, she began to wiggle her ass back and forth pleading that the friction from Julie pulling tightly at her shorts would be enough to satisfy her desire.

“Thank you”, Lottie softly murmured between mouthfuls of Julie’s sopping wet pussy lips.

The girls continued like this for sometime until Julie felt the same longing to drink from Lottie’s nectar.
Motioning Lottie to kiss her as she came up for air, she seductively slid herself down to a laying position. Resting her head on one of the satin throw pillows. Somehow Lottie already knew where she wanted her now. Or maybe her wish was just to lower herself over Julie’s face until their lips met for the first time. As she did. Julie reached up to rub her clit. Fingers becoming wet and sticky. She pulled them away and towards her mouth to sample Lottie’s juices. The string of wet sex convinced her otherwise and she instead rose to meet it and taste from its source. Pushing her tongue deep into her sopping wet hole, she lovingly licked the inside in an upward motion until she finally dragged her tongue along the line of her cheeks and began to tongue her asshole.


Lottie, cried out in appreciation for her. So overwhelmed by the amount of pleasure that she felt that she immediately began lapping at Julie’s clit again.

and as the girls let go of holding back their love for each other once more, their equal joy at the realization and pleasure of sensation led them to climax into the other’s mouth.

Neither of them stopped to talk or suggest they end their session. The afternoon had quickly faded into evening and the sound of rain only increased their realization and mutual agreement that there was still much more night to go.