My Secret Lesbian Crush: Part 4 – The Morning We Became Lovers

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Hey all… this is Maya, and this will be the last part I write about us. My hands are still shaking a little as I type this. It’s Sunday morning. The sun is coming through my bedroom curtains, soft and golden, and Cali is still asleep in my arms, completely naked, her warm body pressed against mine like she was made to fit there. I can feel her slow breathing on my neck, the soft weight of her breasts against my chest, and the faint sticky warmth between her thighs where we spent most of the night. I don’t know how long this can last, but right now… I don’t want to think about tomorrow. I just want to feel her.
I woke up first. For a long time I just lay there watching her. Her blonde hair was messy and spread across the pillow, lips slightly parted, cheeks still flushed from last night. The smell of us filled the room - vanilla lotion, sweat, and that sweet, musky scent of two girls who had been fucking for hours. My pussy was still tender and a little swollen, but just looking at her made me wet again.
I couldn’t help myself. I leaned down and kissed her neck, slow and soft, tasting the salt on her skin. She stirred with a little sigh. I kept going, kissing lower, brushing my lips over her collarbone, then taking one of her soft pink nipples into my mouth. I sucked gently, swirling my tongue around it until it hardened. Cali moaned sleepily and her hand found the back of my head, pulling me closer.
“Mmm… Maya…” she whispered, voice husky from sleep and sex.
I moved to the other nipple, sucking harder while my hand slid down her stomach and between her legs. She was still slick from last night. My fingers slipped easily between her puffy lips, circling her clit slowly. She gasped and opened her thighs wider for me, hips rolling lazily.
We started kissing - deep, lazy morning kisses full of tongue and soft moans. No rush. Just us. Her hand moved between my legs too, fingers sliding through my wetness, rubbing my clit in the same slow rhythm I was using on her. We lay on our sides facing each other, legs tangled, fingers working each other’s pussies while we made out like we never wanted to stop.
“I need to tell you something,” I whispered against her lips, my voice trembling. “I’ve been in love with you since high school, Cali. Every time you slept over, every time I heard you moan with Max through the wall… I was touching myself thinking about you. I used to steal your hoodies just so I could smell you while I came. I’ve wanted this… wanted you… for so long.”
Cali’s eyes filled with tears even as her fingers kept rubbing my clit. “I know, baby,” she breathed. “I’ve felt it too. I’ve thought about you for years. Being with you feels… different. Real. When you touched me last night… when you licked me… I came harder than I ever have with anyone. I love you, Maya. I really love you.”
Hearing her say it broke something open inside me. I kissed her harder, almost desperately, and rolled on top of her. Our bodies pressed together, breasts sliding against breasts, wet pussies grinding slowly. The slick sounds of our arousal filled the quiet room. We were both soaked.
I moved down her body, kissing every inch - her tits, her soft belly, the inside of her thighs. When I reached her pussy I didn’t tease. I licked her slowly from entrance to clit, savoring her taste. She was sweet and tangy and still a little creamy from last night. I moaned into her and buried my tongue deeper, fucking her with it while my nose rubbed against her clit.
Cali’s hands fisted in my hair. “Oh fuck… Maya… your tongue feels so good…”
I sucked her clit gently, then harder, sliding two fingers inside her and curling them against her g-spot. She started moaning louder, hips bucking against my face. I added a third finger, stretching her, pumping faster while I flicked my tongue rapidly over her swollen clit. Her thighs started shaking around my head.
“I’m gonna cum… baby I’m gonna cum so hard-”
She cried out as her orgasm hit, pussy clenching around my fingers, a warm gush of her juices flooding my mouth. I kept licking and sucking through every wave, drinking her down until she was whimpering and pushing my head away because she was too sensitive.
But I wasn’t done.
I grabbed the thick pink dildo and the powerful bullet vibrator from the nightstand. Cali’s eyes widened with lust when she saw them. I turned the vibrator on high and pressed it firmly against her clit. At the same time I pushed the dildo deep into her dripping pussy in one smooth thrust.
[I brought the vibrator and dildo from here]
“Oh my god-” she moaned, back arching.
I fucked her with the dildo in long, hard strokes while the vibrator buzzed mercilessly on her clit. Her moans turned into loud, desperate cries. I leaned down and sucked hard on her nipples, biting them gently. She was shaking, thighs trembling violently.
“Fuck… Maya… I’m cumming again-”
She squirted this time - a hot, clear rush that soaked my hand, the dildo, and the sheets. I didn’t stop. I kept fucking her through it, drawing out every spasm until she was sobbing with pleasure.
When she finally came down, she looked at me with glassy, wild eyes. “I need you too. Come here.”
She pulled me up and flipped us so I was on my back. She straddled my thigh and started grinding her soaked pussy against mine - hot, slippery, clit-to-clit tribbing. The feeling was electric. We were both so wet that every movement made obscene wet sounds. She rode me hard, hips rolling, our clits rubbing together perfectly. I grabbed her ass and pulled her closer, grinding up to meet her.
We were moaning into each other’s mouths, kissing messily, tongues sliding. The pressure built fast. I could feel another orgasm rising.
“I love you,” I gasped. “I love you so fucking much, Cali.”
“I love you too… oh god, I’m cumming-”
We came together - hard, shaking, crying out into each other’s mouths as our pussies pulsed and squirted against one another. The feeling of her clit throbbing against mine while we both came was the most intense thing I’ve ever felt. We kept grinding through it, riding every wave until we were both trembling and exhausted.
We collapsed in a sweaty, sticky heap. I pulled her into my arms and held her tight. Our hearts were pounding against each other. We lay there for a long time, kissing softly, whispering “I love you” over and over between gentle touches.
Eventually she looked up at me, eyes soft but serious.
“I know this is complicated,” she whispered. “I know Max and I… we have a future planned. But this… what we have right now… it’s real. It feels right. I don’t want to lose it.”
I swallowed the lump in my throat and kissed her forehead.
“I know, baby. I know one day you might go back to him. I know this might not last forever. But right now… you’re mine. And I’m going to enjoy every single second while I can. I love you, Cali. And I’ll take whatever you’re willing to give me.”
She smiled through fresh tears and kissed me deeply, slow and full of promise.
We fell back asleep like that - naked, tangled, covered in each other’s scent and juices - two best friends who had finally become something more.
Whatever happens tomorrow… this morning was ours.
And I’ll never forget how perfect it felt.