Housemates

Chapter 109

Ellie was feeling better. Her mouth no longer hurt. She was lying beneath Mia, licking slowly, aroused by the taste of Mia, and by Mia’s excitement at what she was doing. She was stroking Mia’s back and legs as she licked, feeling the silkiness of Mia’s skin. She was breathing in Mia’s smell too, all warm and wet and intense.

She was licking and stroking, doing her best to give Mia pleasure, and she seemed to be succeeding. She seemed to be distracting Mia the way Mia distracted her. Mia was sighing, and gasping, and slowly becoming still. A few times she shifted her knees, as if to get comfortable, but beyond that she hardly moved. Mia’s face kept dropping, and pressing against Ellie’s leg or tummy. Her hands were squeezing Ellie’s legs. She wasn’t licking Ellie any more, and hadn’t in a while.

Mia wasn’t licking Ellie, and Ellie needed to be touched.

Ellie desperately needed to be touched, by a hand if not a mouth, and she needed it even though she’d only just come. The longer she licked Mia, the more intensely she needed, and it was an odd kind of need as well, an ache on her outsides rather than her insides. It was the same empty sensation of wanting to be filled, except for it not being inside her, as if for pressure against her, rather than fingers filling her, and she didn’t quite understand why. She thought for a moment, while she licked, while feeling Mia’s breath on her legs. She felt Mia’s breath, and then started to understand. Mia’s breath was probably why. Mia was kneeling over Ellie, breathing downwards, her breath was a whispery tickle all over Ellie’s pussy. A whisper that teased Ellie, and made Ellie very aware of herself, and made her need to be touched quite intense.

Ellie couldn’t wait. She hurt inside. She needed so badly she was being distracted from licking Mia, so badly she was almost touching herself.

She thought for a moment, then decided she would. Touching herself made perfect sense. She needed someone to touch her, and Mia was too distracted, and Ellie didn’t mind Mia watching her especially, since Mia had before.

Ellie reached down and pressed her hand against herself, and the slippery touch of her fingers was a sudden relief. She rubbed slowly, feeling wetness, thinking about Mia’s saliva on her body and her fingers sliding around in Mia’s spit. Thinking it turned her on. Mia licking her was sexy, and Mia leaving saliva on her was sexy too. Ellie thought about Mia licking her, while she licked Mia. She licked, making Mia’s wetness more against her mouth. She made Mia wetter, and then tasted her too, and that excited her as well.

Ellie licked Mia, and touched herself, and after a moment Mia whispered, “Let me.”

“No,” Ellie said, into her. “I will.”

“I want to.”

“Nope,” Ellie said, and licked. “You’re busy. Let me.”

Mia didn’t answer, which Ellie decided meant she didn’t care. Ellie kept licking, rubbing herself as she did. She was barely moving her own hand. She pressed her fingers a little way inside herself, lost in her own pleasure. She felt her fingers all comfortable and warm inside, and felt herself hot and slippery around them. She pressed, and licked, and tasted Mia, and everything she was doing felt right.

Mia was wet in Ellie’s mouth. Mia’s breath was soft and hot and sexy against Ellie’s leg. Mia seemed to be watching Ellie. She seemed interested in Ellie’s hand. She kissed it occasionally, and sometimes Ellie’s pussy as well, pressing her mouth in between Ellie’s fingers. Only when Mia remembered, Ellie thought, only when she wasn’t too distracted. Mia seemed to like watching, Ellie thought, hoping that was true. She liked that Mia wanted to watch her, and she liked touching herself for Mia too. It seemed intimate and nice to masturbate around Mia. It seemed part of them, as well. It had always had been, since the very first time, and it felt important that it was that way. As if it was honest, Ellie thought, because Mia knew Ellie did, and Ellie wasn’t ashamed Mia knew, and so both of them knowing together somehow became completely sexy.

Ellie licked, and was glad to be licking. She was pleased she could make Mia feel good. She licked, and tried to be slow, and do exactly what Mia seemed to want.

She seemed to be doing exactly that.

Soon, very soon, Mia seemed to be close again. She sounded as if she was close, she was breathing with quick shallow gasps and making soft moans, the way she when she’d come on Ellie’s hand.

Ellie wondered if Mia realized. She wondered if she should stop.

“Oh no,” Mia said suddenly. “Oh fuck.” She sounded almost surprised.

Ellie wondered about stopping, and making Mia wait. She could still have stopped, she was almost sure. She could have taken her mouth away and not touched Mia for a moment. She could have, but she didn’t. She was too impatient herself. She wanted Mia to come. She wanted Mia to feel everything she had, and she wanted to know that she’d made it happen as well. It was important to her, and she didn’t quite know why.

Ellie kept licking. She licked delicately and softly, all the way along Mia, and Mia groaned, and sighed, and pressed herself down against Ellie’s mouth.

“I am,” Mia whispered, “I will.”

Ellie didn’t answer. It would have been cruel to speak right then. She licked as lightly as she could, as fast as she could, until Mia went breathlessly still. Mia went still, and seemed not to breathe, and one of her hands, against Ellie’s leg, began to squeeze Ellie painfully tight. Ellie didn’t complain. It didn’t seem the time. She didn’t mind being sore for a moment, especially when she’d just made a fuss about her mouth.

Ellie licked, thinking Mia must be close.

Mia’s taste changed suddenly, and Ellie was so surprised she almost stopped. Mia’s taste changed. She suddenly tasted wetter, and more of herself, the way the smell of the air changed as a storm began, suddenly thick and rich and full of excitement. Like that, Ellie thought, except a change Mia.

Mia gasped and sighed and pressed her face against Ellie’s leg, and it was only then that Ellie realized Mia was coming. Ellie realized it must be why she tasted different, and was embarrassed she hadn’t known. She’d never tasted Mia right as she came before, and she’d never known that happened.

Ellie felt a little silly. She kept licking, though. She was proud she managed to do that. She wasn’t so surprised that she actually stopped.

Ellie licked, softly, doing exactly the things she had been, hoping that was what Mia wanted, and pleased when that seemed right. Mia’s breath became a panting, and she made soft little moans. She pressed herself against Ellie’s mouth, sliding, almost rubbing, and then slowly, very slowly, she became still. Still, except faint little twitches of her pussy. Ellie kept licking. She didn’t know whether to change what she was doing, and she didn’t know when to stop. She guessed as best she could from the time her own orgasms seemed to take, hoping Mia’s felt the same, and worked the same way. After what seemed like that long, she became very gentle, and kept her mouth carefully away from Mia’s clit, and mostly just kissed.

She kissed, and kept kissing, while Mia gasped for air.

Ellie kissed, and Mia breathed, and suddenly Ellie wanted more. Suddenly she wanted to lick Mia out again. She wanted it far more than made sense, and as far as she could work out, she wanted to because Mia had just come. Mia coming had turned Ellie on, and Ellie didn’t quite know why.

Ellie licked, and touched herself as well, and waited for Mia to be ready.