Lesbian Write (Number 2)

(If you haven't read the first one.. it is recommended you do so since I am not so accustomed to writing Lesbian snippets. THANKS FOR READING!!)1

Long and hard she'd been working, all fucking day. Ups and Downs: Rotating Axels: Overhand Back Springs… all day long - Shay didn’t know how much longer she’d survive this scholarship, not with all the damn exorcise they were pushing on her. Mile-runs, mile-stairs, mil-jumps: Shit, MILES in just damn general. No one was built for all that damn working.2

Shay tossed her ROTC bag next to a locker and rolled her shoulders with the hopes to regain feeling and swore. If this gymnast scholarship wasn't worth the free room and board and near guarantee of a sponsorship, Shay would have been blown up this school months’ ago. She'd have set fire to it the moment she'd been told she’d have to Ace her classes, join extracurricular bullshit classes and room with a lesbian activist who was prone to spontaneous combustion and random acts of raunchiness. 3

Shay twitched. She still couldn’t believe she was still living there, in that room with that loud-mouthed, belligerent bitch. Always complaining about men and praising how wonderful women were. Shay smirked as the contemplated that fact. At first, Shay could only recall herself arguing with her right back, pussy was just as much trouble as dick was. Even more because they were fourteen times more complicated. But Shay didn’t really feel that way, at least not anymore.4

The thought made her smile as she tossed her sweaty grey tank top to the floor, leaving her in her black bra and army camouflage pants. Amee had been the prettiest and the most curvaceous girl she'd ever seen. With a voice that slid like smoke from a strippers’ lips, Shay couldn’t deny it. Amee was a goddess. She was 5'6, with just enough muscle to make sweat look like Lifewater and before two weeks ago, She would have never looked at her or even thought that someone like Amee would impact her life as thoroughly as she had. Shay unhooked her bra and let it follow her shirt to the floor.5

Pretty girls had just never really been on Shay's sexual menu.6

Stretching, with her hands locked above her head, Shay lifted to her toes and arched her back until she felt a series of pops emanate from her spine. Her breasts, now free of their D cup water bra arched with her to ease the tension of sitting in a wire all afternoon. The creamy pink areola around the nipple was just big enough to emphasis the fullness of each soft mound as the humidity in the community bathroom made each peak tingle and perk. Shay smiled as she looked down at them, very aware of how they had felt with Amees bubble gum pink lips wrapped around them. The tongue that flicked and circled with those sweet white teeth that nibbled and tugged...Christ, just remembering was too much to bear. 7

Grabbing her breasts, Shay tweaked her nipple and squeezed to remind themselves of how they’d felt when they’d strapped her down and nipped her clit. 8

The bathroom at this time of night was never busy. That was just the way she liked it. Of course, with a shower kept on at all times to avoid the pipes freezing, Shay was always cautious that someone else might join her, but no one ever did. Shay glanced at the watch on her hand, set in military time and smirked. 23:00 hours: Eleven pm. It was the perfect time for a hot bath and a well deserved visit with her blue dildo, Steve.9

Shay released her breasts if only to trace down the contours of her body. D breasts, soft, hot to the touch, were tickled as her hands slid down over abs that she could feel but weren't fully toned, down to the pelvic bone protruding from her pants.
"Did you bring it?" A soft voice echoed. 10

It just wasn’t fair. Shay tensed and glared toward the door, snatching her hands away from her moist center. Of all the nights to interrupt her, this was the worse one. She needed this. Needed it! Masturbation was a part of human nature and she was going to die tonight if she didn’t do it. Leaving her stuff by the locker system, Shay locked the bathroom door and watched it for a few seconds to see if someone tried to open it. But there were no sounds, and no footsteps. 11

No one tried to open the door.12

"Of course I brought it." A feminine voice replied. Shay looked at the door for several seconds before she realized the sounds were coming from inside the bathroom. Little whispers that made her skin itch to be touched. 13

There were women, together in the bathroom, just as they had been in her dorm room, together.14

Tip-toeing away from the door, Shay crept her way along the shower stalls and stopped at the one that had been permanently kept on. A soft gasp made her shiver. They were in there all right. Shay watched the showers water lead a trail to the drain in the center of the large baby blue shower area. Beneath the shower curtain Shay could see them. Their feet were close, so close that it was only too easy to convince her they were touching. Kissing. Fucking. Sliding her hand across her breast more to grope than conceal, Shay waited several seconds, and then slowly pulled aside the curtain.15

"Jesus fuck!" The girl nearest to her gasped. Clamping a hand over her wet breasts to hide them from view she stepped back.16

Elena Jackson and Samantha Taurus: Cheerleaders.
Shay tried to hide her pleased expression.
Varsity Cheerleaders.17

"Jesus, fuck – double fuck! We're sorry!” Samantha continued. “We didn't know anyone was in here?" She raised her hands to provide proof they had meant no ill will. Shay couldn't even muster the strength to look at her face as her breasts bounced back into view.18

Samantha was a tall brunette with the body of a surfer. Her breasts were small but pert, and her body was slick and smooth and… god-awful perfect. Her tanned skin was natural thanks to her Hawaiian heritage, and her black hair that fell nearly mid back was curled and dripping just like the rest of her. Shay had seen her cheerlead only once, but that had been enough to keep her well in her thoughts. And then there was Elena. Shay licked her lips. Elena was a red head. Shay's gaze lowered to fall upon the soft red triangle between her thighs. A natural red head. A Victorian, pale, green-eyed, natural red-head, and Shay was about to cream herself.19

"Shay?" Elena chimed in, slanting her head to gain her attention. Modesty was a forgotten scroll in ancient times as Elena stepped forward, wearing nothing but the skin she’d been born in. Modesty was non existent. Shay was glad they felt that way as she watched her larger breast sway. "Shay?" 20

Shay looked up. "Yeah?"21

“You okay?” 22

"Yeah, you all right?" Samantha added.23

Shay took several steps back, and when her calves hit the shower bench in the center of the shower stalls she took a seat and nodded her head. "Yeah… I just… I didn't know you two… were… you two." Her thighs screamed to be open and Shay wished she had her dildo right there in hand, ready for entry. 24

"Oh, um… we haven't told the girls yet." Elena said nervously.25

Shay nodded, and watched as Samantha's honey brown eyes consciously lower to her bare breasts; it sent a jolt of desire through her. Shay opened her legs to relieve the tension between her thighs. Was this how men felt when a woman teased him, like a wall of built of pressure was going to swallow you up if you didn’t release it. "Can I watch?" God, she'd actually said it. Shay shivered as Samantha’s gaze narrowed in on each breast, as if she were silently serving them on a platter to her and her alone. Shays camouflage pants did well to hide the moisture clinging to her panties. 26

Before Elena could question the shocking request Samantha with her panther black hair and gold eyes smiled. “You won’t tell anyone?” Elena’s mouth dropped open further and pink tinged her Sweet C cupped breasts.27

Shay nodded in a daze. “Whatever you want.” Had she actually said that as well? Since when had she ever been so passive?28

Samantha’s smile was as hungry as Shay had ever seen a woman’s face. With another nod, Samantha reached for Elena who tentatively stepped back into the shower spray upon direction. The water that pattered her breasts and sent river streams down her abdomen made Shay quiver. “Can I still use it?” She asked Elena who had made it a mission to grab the back of Samantha’s sweetly shaped ample bottom.29

“Yeah.” She whispered, grinding her pelvis into her own.30

Shay watched as the strapped object Samantha had been holding behind her back come into view. A double dipped dildo. A strap on, transparent, gel dildo for both she who wore it, and the girl who it would be used on. Shay unbuttoned her pants and slid the zipper down. There was no way she’d not be a part of this. Sliding her hand into her panties Shay set her index and middle finger between her lips, not yet to enter, but to play and torment. 31

Elena reached around to clasp the back strap around Samantha’s hips, her lips locked firmly and suckling sweetly on her chocolate cinnamon nipple. The other two straps around her thighs were clipped together, and then tightened to give her full control. The water was in her hair, soaking it to her back, over her shoulders, like little fingers reaching to all the softest parts of her pale body.32

Shay slid a finger in, testing her hot walls, already making her fingers slippery and wet. A moan tore from her throat as Samantha lowered herself to her knees, and ordered Elena lift her pale thigh and put it over her shoulder. A lick of her lips showed a tongue ring in her mouth Shay had not seen before. It was as black as her hair, and wide brimmed.33

“Stand up and let me taste you.” She ordered, sliding the insides of her hands up the girls’ thighs, and squeezing her rear as hers had been squeezed. Nails with white tips dug into a black mass of curls as Samantha put her against the wall and set her plump lips into the apex of Elena’s body. The sudden arch, Shay understood all to well as her head threw back to release a gratifying moan. Her hair clinging to the wall and her shoulders, her breasts shaking and bouncing with every scrumptious lick. Shay watched as Samantha’s head shifted, left here, a little right here, seeking to penetrate and taste every delicious drop as the body above her tried with all her might not to crumble atop her weakly. Shay slid her rear further off the bench to slide her fingers deeper as she watched Elena’s face grimace from the intensity building in her body. As her legs began to shake, Shay watched her pale complexion blush and overheat with the water, with her back against the wall, and Samantha’s hair locked in her grip, Shay watched her orgasm in a paradise of colors and sounds. Her moans started sweet and deep and tickled Shay’s nipples like a lovers hands. Before she could come though, she drew her hand out, cursing the panties and the slow easing pressure in her chest. She wasn’t about to come so fast… no… she needed to watch what would come next first.34

“Whe.. where are you going?” Elena asked slowly as Shay rose and vanished from view.35

Samantha ducked her head from under the spray of the shower and pushed her hair out of her face to see where their spectator had gone. Perhaps Shay had not been into it as she’d hoped. When Shay returned with her midnight blue, 8 inch companion and pantless she smirked and rose to her feet. Licking her lips like a hungry feline just fed the right amount of milk to ease its life into comfort, she stepped back and grabbed Elena’s wrist to yank her forward and against her body.As their breasts slid together and molded each other, Shay sat down and spread her legs to ease the immediate strain the action produced.36

“Take them off.” Samantha ordered. Shay looked at her panties and without question eased them down her legs and to the wet floor.37

She didn’t have to be told twice.38

Seemingly satisfied, Samantha looked at Elena and set her lips firmly against the girls. Their kiss was passionate, wet, and as their pink tongues slipped into each others mouth Shay poised her thighs open and arching her back she slowly began to slide all eight inches in. it was tight, and just the right fit to make her close her eyes and take in a deep breath. When she opened them though, it was what she saw that made her give pause to enjoy the view. 39

Elena bent over, spreading her legs and bracing her feet. Her hands planted themselves against the wall, high above her head to arch her back and expose her breasts. Shay eased her dildo out and slid it back in, slowly.40

Reaching down between her legs, Samantha prodded her sensitive opening with her fingers, set the top of her strap on to her entry and with a ravenous growl she grabbed her hips, bit her lip and thrust it forward. The cry of pleasure that escaped Elena set Shay’s teeth on edge. She couldn’t move yet, only watch as her breasts swayed, back and then forth, as Sam’s lap smacked into her own, unsettling the sweet roundness of her rear if for a second. Long sure thrusts that rocked both of their bodies as Samantha reached around to play with her breasts. Her lips locked on her shoulder, against her neck, nibbling, biting when the pleasure was too much for both of them.41

Shivering, Shay watched sweet liquid cream down the clear makeshift penis, from both sides she could see the liquid, mingling with the shower to hide before sheathing itself right back in their eager pussy. Turning the dildo in her own hand, Shay spread her legs as wide as she could, and setting a hand to her breasts she lifted the nipple just enough to set her mouth around it and began her own thrusting. First shallow thrusts, on both ends it was to ease the body into a myriad of sensations. With her knees spread and her feet planted, Shay rocked her body forward, then back in time with her fingers, mouth open as she sought to breathe through the complexity of pleasure. Moans, soft, sweet, sharp, and hot mingled as paradise lingered just beyond their reach. Shay forced her eyes open, to continue watching this all too surreal lesbianism at its finest. 42

They were facing each other now. Samantha, braced with her knees apart sitting on the wet floor, her honey skin contrasting against the hot white tiles and her long fingers splayed and massaged her breasts. With steam rising around her, and Elena hungrily on top of her, milking the strap on for all it was worth, Samantha was coming. Her breasts, burning and bouncing, screamed as her chin dropped to ease the fire in her pelvis. Palming Elena’s hips to encourage a faster pace to intensify the ecstasy her body was lost in.43

Shay penetrated herself faster, rekindling the electricity she had earlier sought to avoid without enjoying the completeness of the women in front of them. But as she watched Elena’s head snap forward to accept the storm rushing through her veins, Shay wanted her own, and wanted it now. Curling her toes and easing her back till she nearly bent over backwards, Shay pleasured herself. Without shame, thrusting, and pinching the sweet sensitive nub between her lips she cried out for Eden.44

It was slow to build, hard to endure, and hot enough to set her blood aflame as she rocked her hips further with her ever working wrist. Cum slid down between her cheeks and dripped to the floor like the first drop of rain. She thrust it in and slid against a sensitive inseam. Shay drew it back and did it again; eagerly stealing as much pleasure as she could from the jolt it gave her. “That’s right.” She told herself as she did it again.
As another hand slid around the inside of her thighs, Shay didn’t open her eyes, but released the dildo as one of them took over, angling it in and then drawing it out. She couldn’t hold it back anymore as the flames rushed over her body. A tsunami of pleasure crashing over her city and soaking it in fevered need. Shay opened her mouth to release an intoxicated cry of utopian pleasure and could only managed a choked groan as someone drew out the dildo and slammed it back in, the attached balls smacking into her thighs. 45

She could feel them move it faster, no longer seeking to rhythm but to extend its ferocity as it raked through her body, igniting all her nerves as her come spit around it, soaking it to the hilt and then pooling to the floor.46

Shay inhaled sharply when it ended, weakly trembling in its well worth-it aftermath. And without shame, as they slid her to the floor, Shay opened her legs, turned her head to see Samantha and slid her fingers between her own legs in invitation. Her need outweighed her tired bones as she licked her wet with cum finger. Dragging a finger around her nipple, Shay dragged her knees up higher, and arched her back to look at an upside red head thoroughly sated from her romp in the shower. Shay looked at her breasts and reached for them as she felt Samantha slide between her thighs and grab her hips. The tip of her strap on sliding along the inside of her thigh and reigniting the electricity in her stomach. 47

It was in wonderment that Shay reached reached up to hold Elena's hair as the girl set her full lips aorund her breast from areola to nipple. “Fuck..." The bite had just the right amount of pressure jerk her body. "Fuck!..fuck-me." It was offical, Shay thought as she arched against the downward thrust of Samantha's hips and tried not to buck Elena from draping her soft and wet body across her face.48

It was so thoroughly fucking offical.49

Men were extinct - and this, this would now and forever be the real deal. Shay Thompson was now and forever would be - a lesbian.