Girls Do It Better
By: Asrai Devin
Tags: Lesfic, Fiction, Short Story, Lesbian Erotica, Erotica

Photo by Tyler Nix on Unsplash

Alexa

Inside my house I stop in the living room. My furniture hasn’t changed in six years. The sofa in the corner is the same one where Zena and I first made love. Wasn’t that a night?

In the shower, I think of the details. At the bar where all I wanted to do was rip her clothes off and fuck her with my tongue until she screamed my name. Who cared if she was experimenting? I didn’t care. I wanted to see her orgasm again and teach her how to make me come.

After we made out at the bar and I made her come, I put her in my car and drove her here. Inside, she held my hand looking nervous. “Do you want a drink?”

She shook her head.

“Non-alcoholic.” We didn’t need more to drink. I was drunk on her taste, and my anticipation of what was to come. And who would come first?

“I’m okay.” Her hand trembled in mine.

I pulled her closer, my hand caressed her cheek. “You are beautiful, Zena. I’m lucky I found you before the rest of world.”

My words were silly, but I wanted her to feel at ease. She softened and I dropped my lips against hers. I took her hand and ran it over my breasts and down. “Just do what feels good.”

She went straight for the boobs. Good girl even if she was tentative in her touches. I took the lead and unzipped her dress. My impatience to taste her drove me. I dragged my lips across her heated skin starting at the spot inches below her ear; her breasts teasing her nipples through her bra; down her flat belly.

I ran my fingers along the waist of her panties. “I can smell your desire.” Six years ago I was a giving lover. I told myself seeing my lover get off was as good as my orgasm. Or perhaps I had a string of selfish lovers. Since my weekend affair with Zena I learned to be selfish.

That night, I was all about showing the inexperienced bar singer how lesbian sex happened. Laughable since I barely knew.

“Can I take these off? Can I taste you? Can I make you come again?” That was a lot of questions at once. I was so eager to taste her.

She giggled and covered her face. “Sorry, nervous. Yes, I mean. What should I do?”

“Lay back and enjoy it. Don’t tell me none of the boys you screwed went down on you.”

“They did. But they were terrible.”

I raised myself to my full height and nudged her back to the sofa. It was my favorite piece of furniture.

“Let me show you that girls always do it better. Lay back and spread your legs “

Zena reclined and I slipped her panties down. Her curls were shiny and her skin slick. When I moved in close, she smelled like heaven.

I used my fingers to part her then ran my tongue along her satin lips. When I drank my share of her nectar, I moved to her clit. It peeked out, demanding attention.

She thrashed around when my mouth closed on the nub. “Careful you don’t hurt me,” I warned before testing the center of her desire with my tongue.

“Sorry. It’s so intense.”

“Relax it will come.” I sucked the throbbing spot until she shook then I brought her down with soft flicks off my tongue.

When she was relaxed again, she lifted her head. “I want to get you off too. Teach ne.”

“Touch me the way you’d want to be touched.”

I sat back and pulled my clothes off until I was naked. I stretched out next to her. We jostled a moment to get comfortable.

I guided her hand between my legs. “Get your fingers wet first.” She dipped her cool digits into my hot folds. “Now find my clit.”

Her fingertips brushed the engorged center. “Like that?” She whispered.

“A little harder.” My lips grabbed hers, my tongue pushing past her lips. Zena followed my commands her fingers rubbing my clit and her tongue tangling with mine.

I played with her nipples while she pleasured me. Her hips rocked as her arousal grew again. “You are greedy.”

“I can’t help it. You keep touching me.”

My face cracked with a smile. “I find it hot as fuck.”

I pushed my hand between her legs. My fingers curled inside her. Feeling her clamp on my hand sent me into climax. I leaned my head back, praising God and moaning Zena’s name.

She rode my hand for a minute before she came once more. “Fuck, I’ve never come that much in my life. I feel selfish.”

I kissed her. “You can catch me up tomorrow. I mean later today. It’s almost 4 AM.”

She yawned. I rolled off the sofa when I glanced back at her she was sniffing her fingers. That was hot.

“Come on sexy. My bed is waiting.”

We slept naked our bodies intertwined.