Sex, The City & The New Girl

Booty call!!

It was a Wednesday night, one of those nights June had to herself to do her excessive skincare routine and just lay back to enjoy the quiet of her apartment downtown. She had just put on her greenie face mask that gave her the Princess Fiona of Shrek look and got in bed,  ready to binge watch her favorite British series on Netflix, when the phone rang.

Who could possibly be calling me right now?
She picked up the phone, looked at the screen, it was Alex on FaceTime.
Ah!! Of Course!
She picked up the call wishing she hadn't used her face mask yet.
Why are you calling me so late Alex? She asked trying to sound tough
Alex had called to tell her about something funny that just happened a moment ago, she was so good at her narratives and made everything seem interestingly funny even when it wasn't.
Alex laughs, throwing her head back, June could notice how her tank top stretch over her breasts.
Her breasts?
Why was she noticing her breast? She thought.
But now that she was, she couldn't help but steal a glance from time to time. Smaller than hers, higher, perky in a way hers aren't. They were sporty, compact but full. Her nipples were straining against her top, hard enough to be able to see the outline through the layers of fabric. She suddenly wanted to touch them, just put her hands on the outside of her shirt and feel the bump of her nipples through the soft cotton.

She just kept watching Alex narrate her episode, lost in her own thoughts, almost not hearing a thing she said.
Her mouth went dry, She couldn't stop squeezing her legs together, and she could feel herself getting wet in her pjs. Not symbolically, as in "I feel so aroused I'm getting wet" but for real, actual wetness dampening the fabric – enough that she wondered if it will go through the pj under her to the bedspread below. She couldn't stop looking at Alex's mouth, and sneaking a look at her breasts. When she talks, she waves her hands around and June imagined her hands cupping her breasts, squeezing, and her mouth coming down over her nipple, licking. Sucking. Moaning.

Can you come over? Alex asked
That question shook her back to her reality.
What?? June asked, just to be sure she heard her clearly

Can you come over? Alex asked

It's almost midnight!! June replied
I know! Alex replied I don't want to be alone tonight

I'm on my way!

It didn't take 10mins for her to take off her face mask, put on an easy dress, was down in the cab she had ordered for as soon as she hung up and on her way to the other side of town to get her thoughts banged out of her system.

It was a fast and quiet ride. Sitting at the back of the taxi, just behind the driver like Alex had thought her to do, she felt a bit nervous, all of these were new to her and for the first time she began to worry about acting naive and just ruining everything.

It wasn't long before she got to her gate, then the front door of her apartment. She stood at the door for few seconds, a little hesitant to hit the doorbell but she was here already and there was no going back at this point.
She pushed the button and the door flew open quickly as though Alex was just right behind it all along.
She leans in, and kisses her forehead. The tip of her nose. Briefest kiss on her lips. One side of her jaw. Near her ear. To her neck. Down to her clavicle. Before finally pulling her into her apartment, to the couch, peppering down more kisses on her neck.

Everything had already began to happen so fast and she realized that Alex wanted her as bad she did too!

Intuitively, her hips push forward towards Alex and wordlessly, without breaking the kiss at all, Alex pushes her knee forward and up, sliding it between her thighs, pushing her dress up with it until the top of her knee was against the juncture of her thighs. Her knee is bare thanks to the shorts she's wearing, and when the warmth of her skin pushes against her pants, her body jolts.
"Oh god," She moan out, breaking the kiss. "Oh god, Alex... Oh god."

"Fuck, you're so wet already. I can feel how wet you are," she replies. She kept pushing her knee up against her and she let her weight shift to gain more pressure and traction against her leg.

Her hand comes up slowly, cups one breast, the faintest hint of a squeeze, like she's testing the weight and feel of it in her hands. She could feel her exhale, hot and damp, against her skin, and it made her shiver.
"Jesus, June , you feel so good," she said.
"I want you so badly. I want... Fuck... I want this to be so good for you."

"It already is," she says, and arch her back. Pushing her breast deeper into her hand, a small moan escapes her mouth.
And that's the thing that snaps Alex's restraint at last: her approval. Her body pushing into hers, her moan of pleasure.

She lifts her mouth to hers again and kissed her deep, hard, and her hands came up on the side of her face as her tongue slipped into hers.
June felt new and foolish, like a teenager at her first dance unsure of what to do. But it only took a few seconds to catch the rhythm of her kiss, to match her tempo, to surrender her mouth to her tongue's dance.

She kissed her again, and again, moving from her lips to her neck, and back to her lips over and over. She moves down slightly, her body over hers , and kisses along her shoulders to her chest. She pauses a moment, unbuttoning the rest of the buttons all the way down, opening it completely. Her mouth closes over one nipple, through her bra, sucks, and she almost screams from the feeling of it all. She stops, tucks a finger into the top edge of the bra, and pulls it down to expose her breast. She slowly licks all around her nipple, closing her warm mouth over it. She moaned instantly.

She lifts her head from her breast then, her lips wet and pink, and she watches her face as her hand presses between her legs.
"You like it, don't you," Alex says, her voice deeper, slower.
"Yes," June replies, nodding, hypnotised.
She starts to close her eyes, but Alex stops her.
"No, keep your eyes open, June, I want to watch you. I want to see you make those faces you talked about"
Kneeling on the side of the couch, she moves to her side. Her eyes pinned on her, and her hand moving slow and lazy between her legs. She could feel the soft pressure, her fingers moving flat over her panties, and she nudge her hips up into her.
She leans over a little, looking away from her face to gaze down where she's rubbing her. Her hand lifts off her, and she could feel her finger tips take hold of the edge of her pant, and moving them to the side, expose her vulva.  Her fingers trail along her vulva, gently, slowly, softly, slipping between wet lips, opening her. She gasped, and her breathing grew faster, panting.

She starts a slow rhythm, letting her finger slide in and out, and after a moment, she leans over her, her mouth so close she could feel the heat of her breath on her.

She pulls her finger out, and June lifts up on her elbows to look down at her – she puts her finger in her mouth, tasting her for the first time, and sucks it in and out a few times.
She looks up at her. 
.... and then she drops her head down onto her pussy, mouth open, tongue flicking, slipping between her lips to find her clitoris, slow and wet all over her. Without stopping, she moves her body over hers, in between her legs, kneeling there over her. June let herself  come down off her elbows and lay her head back. She licks and sucks, her mouth opening wide over her, playing with her. When she lifts her lips off to take a deeper breath, June instinctively put her hands down on her head, pressing it back down as she lifts her hips back up.

"More, Alex..."

She groans, a deep low growl in her throat, and her hands grip her head tighter, pushing her down. She starts licking her again, furiously now, desperate, fast, needing, and she felt a finger at her edge again – no, not a finger but two fingers – and she pushes them hard into her, until she's as deep as she can go, her knuckles up against her lips. She keeps thrusting, thrusting, thrusting, the wet sound of her fingers fucking into her like a rhythm that she matches with her tongue on her clit.

"I'm going to cum, I'm going to –" and just like that, suddenly, without warning, She came hard. Her thighs close around her head, her hips buck up again and again and again against her face.
After what seemed like minutes, She finally lay back, her legs closed, her breath hitched.
She moves up alongside her, and kisses her gently.

June, lying down, face up, smiling, thinking about how good it felt and happy there wasn't a feel of awkwardness. Not even the slightest.

Alex crawled up beside her, putting half of her body weight on her as she lay on top of her, not completely, just by the side, so they could both share the couch space. She seemed a little exhausted and June kissed her on her face, then a lot on her forehead, caressing the lines on her hair with her finger, smiling, knowing they had the entire night to themselves.