Chapter 15: Chapter 14: Sexuality
Friday January 18th, 2013 9:30 P.M.
The Hampton Inn Hotel
Emmy was sitting on the edge of the window, staring out towards the main highway. The Taco Bell light illuminated in the darkness, making her very hungry for tacos. Her mind was flitting between what was going on now, and that man who appeared only a couple of days ago. She had no idea that Daryl Xaveria was going to show himself to her, nor did she know that she'd be the one condemning him back to hell. To be honest, I think he'll be back anyways. He has far too much unfinished business. She thought. She took a look over her clothes, realizing she hadn't changed them in a while.
So while Lizzie was gone getting dinner for them, she pulled out a pair of fishnet stockings, they were red this time, a short red skirt, and a matching tank top, that showed off her breasts perfectly. After sliding the new clothes on, over a fresh pair of underwear and a new bra, she let her hair down. Her attention was focused on the tattoos running across her chest. One of which was of a tiger, with her last name written on its side.
"Yates pride, right?" She smiled down at her breasts and then ran her hands over her belly button. The ring was still there, but she knew it was black, so she took it out. After fishing around in her suitcase for a while, she found and put in a ruby ring, which hugged her belly perfectly. Just then, Lizzie reentered their room, and in her hands were four Taco Bell bags. "Oh thank god! You're my hero Liz!" she felt her heart beating hard against her chest, as her friend set the bags down.
Lizzie's breasts were threatening to billow out of her shirt, but never did. Though Emmy could see that image in her brain. She felt aroused and every sensitive spot in her body screamed with lust. Lizzie had been wearing a tight pair of pink jogging pants, with a matching top, that her breasts could never stay inside of. She always had to unbutton it to give them room to settle. Her hair had been tied back, and her belly was exposed, showing off with her lightly tanned skin. I'd jump her right here and now, if she felt he same way about me.
Though that urge to drive her fingers deep into those sexy privates was enormous, she fought it back. "I figured you'd want some tacos, since I saw you staring at the damn sign for over an hour. I got your favorites, the crunch wrap supreme, a couple of fully loaded burritos and some soft shell tacos of course. Your favorite drink, Pepsi, which I bought in the bottle, and for dessert…" Emmy wanted so badly to eat what came out of a paper bag in the back.
It was a pure chocolate cheescake with extra ganash on top. The stamped label, P&C Baked Fresh resided on top. Please tell me you got two, so we can each have our own little cake… YES! Her heart skipped as Lizzie withdrew a second one, which was a strawberry version. Her favorite and mine. She's so thoughtful. "Thank you so much. I am famished and I want to hork down that cheesecake like there's absolutely no tomorrow." As they sat on their bed, eating their tacos, Emmy saw that look in her friend's eyes. It wasn't the look she normally gave though.
The stare she received from Lizzie was that of wonder and confusion. "A penny for your thoughts Liz?" Emmy asked, as she kept consuming her crunch wrap. The spiciness of it all tingled her tongue perfectly, and it was turning her on a bit. A big part of her wished; prayed, that Lizzie wanted to do it. They've been friends for so many years, but never has Lizzie felt the way that she did, and she knew it. Every time she saw Lizzie enter the same room as her, she pictured that blonde beauty naked. She could see the girl's breasts fully hanging there, with her nipples exposed, begging for her to touch them.
Lizzie set her drink down - a cappacino she got from the nearby Dunkin' Donuts - and wiped her face. Emmy took it all in, the sort of sweat forming in her friend's cleavage, the way her hair would dangle in front of the right side of her face; it all was doing the trick. She felt a tingling sensation deep in her privates, straight up her back and into her own breasts. "Have you ever been confused about your sexuality?" Oh lord. Is she coming out to me? Emmy's heart begged tha this was the case, but she kept her cool, taking a drink before answering.
"Of course I have. Back when I was young, I wondered why I was feeling weird towards boys. It wasn't until I was ten that I realized I liked girls. And once I was thirteen, and saw your breasts developing… Sorry, other girl's breasts…" Fuck! I slipped up. You big fuckin' idiot! She was gazing down at her feet now, feeling her heart ache from her stupidity. Then a slender tan hand slid over her thigh, grasping it lightly. She grabbed it, gazing into Lizzie's eyes; they were only a few inches away. She could practically feel the minty breath coming from her, caressing her lips.
"You like me, don't you?" Lizzie asked. Emmy felt lost in those big blue eyes of hers, unable to stop the aching in her heart or the shakiness of her breathing. Her palms were sweating and her heart had been beating a hundred times faster than usual. It was then that she felt Lizzie's warm fingers caressing her privates. She saw Lizzie's hand sliding under her skirt, rubbing her vagina just right. Emmy's nipples throbbed and an orgasmic groan escaped her lips. "You like that, don't you? Well… How about this!" Lizzie stuck three fingers deep into Emmy's vagina.
She felt hot and fuzzy all over; Lizzie's free hand was now sliding over her right breast, squeezing and releasing over and over again. Oh yeeeeaahh! Emmy heard that voice in her head scream in pleasure. Lizzie's voice broke through, drawing her out of her head. "How about this then?" Then a sharp, piercing peace of meat shoved itself deep into her vagina. "Oh fuck! OH FUCK! WHO ARE YOU?!" Her heart was nearly in her throat now, as Lizzie's face was transforming. Large teeth were growing from her mouth, and her breasts were already tearing her top clean off.
All of her skin began to turn red; Emmy felt her skirt being torn off. What she saw next, made her nearly scream. A giant penis, covered in sharp bumps was pulsing inside her vagina. "G-Get off… PLEAAASEEE!" "I thought you liked this. What is it? Don't you like me Em?" Emmy's sense of survival was going into full blow now. Panic mode had been long but gone, yet she could not get this massive demonic thing off of her. "Emmy? Wake up Em…" Lizzie's voice issued from that demonic mouth before her. "STOOOOPPPP!" Just then the demon disappeared.
She was sitting back at the window, as her head jerked up off the glass. Lizzie had just entered the hotel room with four Taco Bell bags and an extra plastic bag besides that. "I rushed in here when I heard you scream. Are you okay?" "Oh Liz… Y-You were… And I-I was…" The impending sadness had escaped her in full blow. "Oh honey, come here." She felt her face being pushed into those amazing breasts of her friend as she cried for a long time. It took so many hushes and finger runs through her hair to make the pain go away. After it did, Emmy allowed her friend to coerce her over to the bed, where they began eating.
Though part of her still worried Lizzie would turn into that demon with the giant penis at any time. After downing her crunch wrap and the two burritos, Lizzie broke out the cheesecakes. It took only a few forkfuls of that creamy chocolate, to set Emmy at ease. "I needed to talk to you about something." Emmy watched the drink go down, and waited for that slender hand to touch her thigh. Moments passed, and it never happened. "Wh-What's up Liz?"
She locked eyes with the ones she got lost in all the time, waiting for that angelic voice to coo her to a puddle of water. "Have you ever questioned your sexuality?" There's the question. Now where's the demon penis entering my vagina? Emmy waited and waited, but the penis never came. Nor did Lizzie's fingers for that matter, so she felt comfortable enough to answer. "I questioned my sexuality when I was only nine. At ten, I figured out that I liked girls and not boys. It wasn't until I was thirteen that I really put the nail in the coffin on my sexuality."
She saw Lizzie stroking her hair behind her ear, which was already beginning to turn her on. The way her breasts heaved in and out, as if they had a life of their own; it was orgasm inducing. It took every ounce of self control for Emmy to not slide her fingers deep into her vagina, even though she wanted to so bad. "I've seen the ways you stare at my chest, Em. I knew you liked me this whole time, which is why I always wore such provocative clothing. It wasn't for the men, or even Corey, well part of it was, but mostly it was for you."
There it is. The hand across the thigh. Lizzie was so close that she smelled that minty breath; it was almost exactly like the dream. Except, this time, their lips actually met. Emmy felt the hot breath from her friend as it ran down her neck. Both of her nipples began to become erect and her vagina screamed in lust. Should I slip her the tongue…? Never mind! She's… Ooooh, she's doing it juuuust, riiiiggght. Lizzie had already been fishing in her mouth, running her tongue all over. Before she knew it, she felt Lizzie's hands rubbing her belly. My sexual stimulation spot! How did she know?
"I figured this spot would tickle your fancy, come here!" The cushioned bed met the back of Emmy's head as Lizzie began to kiss her belly. Over and over again, those luscious lips touched he skin and each time, her vagina throbbed. "I didn't know, until now, how I felt about you Em. It started a while back, when I broke up with Corey. How you were there, protecting my heart? I began to feel something right then and there. Before I thought that maybe I was just bi-curious, but now…" She broke off. Emmy felt those lips touching her inner thighs.
Her fingers were clenching tight onto the bedspread; she was going to explode. "You keep biting that lip of yours Em, let me do all the work." "Oh yeaah…" She wanted to say more, but Lizzie was already pulling her skirt and stockings off and then he underwear. That's when she felt it; that warm tongue penetrating her clitoris, making it tingle beyond all belief. "Ooooh fuck!" "You like that?" "Uuu-UUGGH!" Lizzie was now rubbing her breasts as she kept sucking on her vagina. It felt like having a warm, soft dildo as it formed perfectly to her every curve.
She clenched the bedspread even harder, that was when she felt those fingers digging deep into her ass. "UUUUGGHHH!" How did she know about that?! "Oh come off it Em. I saw you fingering yourself one night, and I saw how you had your fingers deep in your clit and a dildo in your ass." "OH GOD!" Emmy felt her body lurching as the climax was beginning to arrive. She could practically feel the cum as it made its journey down to her birthing canal. "Just one last…" "FUUUUCCKK!" A slight pain hit her nipple as Lizzie twisted it, and she screamed as loud as she could muster.
"I know you like just a tiny bit of pain near the climax." Emmy couldn't stop herself from shuddering. Every single muscle in her body was agreeing to that sexual gesture she received. Even her toes curled as cum began to fly out of her. "Let me get that for you…" She felt Lizzie's lips sucking the cum up, and then a paper towel wiping the rest away. Sweat had formed all over her back, drenching her shirt in it. Lizzie appeared; those golden locks dangled almost touching her face. "So I think that I'm bisexual; I just wanted you to know that, if you ever… you know."
"I'm sorry, but I have to." Emmy found the strength to whip her friend onto her back, and began ripping at the clothes, pulling them off. She undid the girl's top and saw those massive tan mounds waiting to be freed. It took only a second's thought before Emmy grabbed the bra and ripped it clean off. They bounced a bit, which made her vagina throb again. "Have you ever done scissoring before?" Lizzie shook her head in return, so she propped her legs up around her friend's. The moment their privates met, she saw Lizzie shudder.
"Ooooh, you're gonna like this then." As experience kicked in, Emmy began rubbing and rubbing, waving her hips to and fro. She heard Lizzie's shaking breathing, and saw her licking her lips. "Yeah, rub those breasts Liz. Ooooh, I feel so horny!" "I-I'm g-gonna cum… OOOH!" Both of them were screaming loudly and just as they were about to climax, she heard a voice to her left. "Are you sleeping Em?" Just then she jerked her head up from the glass. She had four bags of Taco Bell and another one behind them. "I saw you staring at that sign for an hour, so…"
"Do you like me?" Before Emmy could control herself, this question blew out of her mouth. She instantly covered it, seeing the confused look she had gotten in return. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked that…" "No; no, I'm glad you did." The way the bags dropped onto the bed, and the haphazard walk she did over to the window, explained it all. Emmy watched her sit down, but look straight ahead at nothing. There was a difference between dazing out and focusing on an object. Emmy saw that her friend was doing the latter of the two.
"A penny for your thoughts?" she asked. A sense of déjà vu hit her; she had to remind herself that it was just a dream she had before. "You know, for the longest time, I thought I was straight. I was raised Christian my whole life, and to my parents, homosexuality was frowned upon. Little did they know…" She shrugged her shoulders. Emmy's heart leapt like it did before; she took this chance to spring. "Are… Are you gay?" Lizzie had tears in her eyes; the sadness of it all tore her soul apart. "I-I think that I'm at least bi. I…" She cut off, turning directly so they stared face to face.
Emmy wanted to pull that woman into a tight hug, so she did. "I-I've been attracted to you ever since we were in high school. I saw how thick your legs were getting and how big your ass was… It turned me on every single time. I tried to drown that out, saying that I was a Christian girl. But I couldn't shake the thought of being with you, even when I was with Corey. Sure, it hurt when we broke up, but I knew that it would hurt more if I kept lying to myself. That's why I phoned my parents and told them about it, crying hard on the phone."
Emmy was only inches from her friend's face. Just like in her dreams, that girl's hot, minty breath met her nostrils. "My parents accepted me with open arms. They knew I was different ever since I was young. They were just waiting for me to come out, so I did." Tell her about your dreams. It'll make her laugh; she needs that. "You wanna hear about what I dreamed when you were gone?" She heard Lizzie sniff; that hair was laying just below her chin. After Emmy felt the nodding, she recanted both of her dreams, right to the last vivid detail.
She went on and on, knowing that every second she spent saying these things, was another second it alleviated the pain that Lizzie was enduring. Before she even got to finish, Lizzie's lips were locked onto her own. And just like in the dream, she felt that warm tongue touching hers. That night, they would finally come together as Emmy thought the universe always wanted. Before she knew it they were in the bed, making love to each other as girlfriend and girlfriend.
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