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"You got any toys?"
Rue's question snaps Maddy awake from the post-sex nap she didn't realize she was taking.
She is lying on Rue's chest, still naked, as the other girl absentmindedly combs through her hair with her fingers. The events of the past hour come flooding back in her mind, and for a moment, it finally sinks in that she's actually fucked a girl.
Well, been fucked by a girl. The girl being Rue. One of her best friends. And it felt so fucking good, holy shit.
It's something she'd have to think about for a bit, preferably while laying in bed, staring up at the ceiling and considering all the options in her head. But she can't do that now, not while Rue is still in her bed with her, and every touch from her reminds her of what they did earlier, making Maddy want to do it all over again.
"Maddy? Did you hear me?" Rue asks, stopping her ministrations in her hair, and Maddy huffs.
She props herself up on her elbow so that her eyes meet Rue's. She studies how Rue is looking at her, how her gaze darts down to her naked body before coming back up again.
"I got some toys, over there in the vanity," she gestures with her head. The vanity, with its old Hollywood lights around the mirror, sits near her bed. "Second drawer on the right. Why?"
Rue sits up and starts crawling over to the vanity. "I wanna use one on you."
Maddy sits up too, scoffing in surprise. "What?"
Rue furrows her eyebrows at her, hand halfway to the drawer. "What do you mean what?"
A smile pulls at Maddy's lips. "We're not done?"
Rue gives her an amused look. "Maddy, if I'm going to be enlightening you about the wonders of lesbian sex, you're gonna have to learn that we don't stop just because you already cummed once."
Maddy chuckles, a little in disbelief. Her thighs clench at the thought of fucking again. And maybe again after. "Sometimes men stop even when I haven't cummed at all."
"Fuck those guys." Rue opens the drawer and whistles appreciatively. "Damn, Maddy, you got quite the collection here."
"A girl has to keep herself entertained."
"You don't got a strap, do you?"
Maddy scoffs. "Why would I have a strap?"
Rue shrugs. "I don't know, maybe you like to peg guys."
Maddy laughs. "Why would I be pegging guys?"
Rue sputters, throwing her hands in the air. "Because you're a bad bitch girlboss or something, I don't know!"
Maddy laughs again, shaking her head. "No, Rue, I don't have a strap, and I don't peg guys."
"You should get one."
Maddy hums. "Fuck me good enough, and I'll consider it."
Rue grins at her over her shoulder. "Is that a challenge?"
Maddy gives her a coy smile, shifting onto her knees, giving Rue a flash of already glistening pussy. "What do you think?"
Rue tears her gaze away to look at the drawer. "Which one's your favorite?"
Maddy flips her hair over her shoulder. Her heart races with anticipation. "The purple one."
Rue pulls out a seven-inch dildo from the drawer — a deep purple, and curved at the end. She tests its weight in her hand, and her gaze darkens when she looks at Maddy.
"Come here," she orders, sitting with one leg off the bed.
Maddy crawls over to her, deliberately, slowly. She thinks about the way she used to study porn, how to put on the performance guys like when they fuck her. She keeps her eyes on Rue the whole time, wondering how'd she react if she played up the act more. Her eyes dart to the dildo sitting on the bed beside Rue. Would Rue make her suck it? She knows a guy would expect her to take his dick out and suck on it without him having to tell her to.
With men, she knows exactly what they want, and she can give it to them —her own form of control. With Rue, it's different. She doesn't know what she wants her to do. The uncertainty makes her hesitate, just a bit. But the certainty of knowing Rue wouldn't hurt her, that Rue wants to fuck her and make her feel good, it makes her crave it.
Maddy crawls until she is right in front of Rue, on her hands and knees. She shakes her ass a little, looking up at Rue through her eyelashes. She doesn't mind giving her a bit of the performance, especially when Rue is looking at her like that.
"You want me here?" she asks, batting her eyes, her lips slightly parted.
Rue grabs her face and kisses her.
Maddy melts into it, groaning in pleasure as Rue's tongue slips into her mouth. Rue pulls her onto her lap, and Maddy is straddling her, tugging at Rue's hair as she kisses her deeper. Maddy's hips grind down, and her cunt brushes up against the fabric of Rue's basketball shorts. She whimpers at the friction, and Rue grins into their kiss.
"So wet already?" she asks against Maddy's mouth.
Maddy pulls away, whimpering, leaning her forehead against Rue's. "I want you so bad."
She sounds like a porn star when she says it — old habits die hard — but she means every word of it. She means it so much it scares her.
But then Rue kisses her so gently, and holds her face with so much reverence, she wonders if Rue even sees the porn act. Maybe Rue just cares that it's her that she's fucking, that it's her first time with a girl, that she's dealt with shitty, horrible men in the past. Maybe Rue just cares that Maddy's her friend.
"You're being so good for me," Rue murmurs against her lips.
Maddy kisses her again to push away the complicated feelings stirring inside her. Rue sighs, holding Maddy against her and gently setting her back down on the bed. Rue pulls away to grab a pillow to put under Maddy's head, smoothing down her hair as she does so.
"You see that?" Rue looks over to the vanity and Maddy follows her gaze.
Their bodies, pressed up against each other, reflect back at them in the vanity mirror. Maddy almost doesn't recognize herself. Her hair is a mess, and her makeup is smudged. She is flushed and breathless, and a thin sheen of sweat glistens over her smooth skin.
Rue looks at her like she is gorgeous.
Maddy looks at Rue above her, forcing a chuckle out of her mouth. "You wanna fuck me in front of a mirror? Does that do it for you?"
Rue guides her chin to look at the mirror again. "I thought that maybe, to get you used to the idea of being fucked by girls, you could watch yourself and see if you like it." She makes Maddy look up at her again, her gaze turning serious. "Unless you don't want to."
"I want to," Maddy says immediately. "Please."
Rue guides Maddy onto her side. One of Maddy's arms is tucked under the pillow, and her knee is bent towards her, baring her cunt to the mirror. Her thighs are slick with her wetness, and her pussy clenches around nothing.
Rue settles behind Maddy, propping herself up with her elbow. She brushes Maddy's hair away from her shoulder, raking her fingers through it, gripping it at the roots. Rue kisses the bare skin of her shoulder, nipping and licking along the side of her neck.
"You better not leave a hickey," Maddy sighs, letting Rue pull her by the hair to bare more of her neck.
"I wouldn't dare." Rue peers at her as she noses along her skin. "Keep your eyes on the mirror."
Maddy nods, forcing her eyes to stay open. She watches Rue's free hand snake down her body before going back up to her tits. She squeezes one, thumb flicking over the nipple. Maddy moans when she starts kneading her tits, pinching her nipples that are still sore from the attention Rue gave them earlier.
Rue's gaze is heavy as she looks at her through the mirror. She seems to take note of every gasp, every moan and whimper, and plays with her tits rougher.
"Such pretty noises," she licks her fingers to smear her spit all over Maddy's tits, making them glisten in the light of her vanity. "You like that?"
Maddy can only nod. She cries out when Rue pinches harder.
"Use your words," Rue says, kissing her below her ear.
"I like it," Maddy whimpers, "I like it when you play with my tits like that."
"Good girl," Rue's hand takes mercy on her tits and goes downward, leaving a wet trail down her belly until she reaches Maddy's dripping cunt. Maddy curses when Rue's fingers press down on her clit, slowly sliding up and down through her folds.
"I love how wet you are for me," Rue whispers in her ear. "I didn't even touch you."
Maddy can only whine in response as Rue teases her cunt. Her fingers circle her clit before dipping into her folds again. She inserts them into her entrance, just up to the first knuckle, before pulling out again to rub her clit. She does it again, sliding down her folds and dipping her fingers into her, barely deep enough to feel anything, before pulling out. Again, and again, and again, until Maddy wants to fucking cry.
She groans in frustration, grinding her ass against Rue's crotch. "What the fuck are you doing?"
Rue chuckles, tugging Maddy's hair to pull her head back to kiss her lips. "Taking my time with you."
Maddy groans again, biting Rue's lip hard. "Fuck me already."
Rue pouts. "So demanding."
Without warning, she slips three fingers into her cunt and starts fucking her hard. Maddy cries out as her pussy stretches around Rue's fingers. She can hear how wet she is, can see in the mirror how Rue's fingers are wetter every time they pump in and out of her. It's obscene and filthy, and fuck, it's so hot.
"Fuck, Rue, holy shit," Maddy fucks her hips onto Rue's long, slender fingers, matching her pace. "Fuck, yes, just like that, please, fuck."
"Look at you, you look so good, taking me like this," Rue tightens her grip on Maddy's hair, and Maddy sighs in pleasure. "This okay?"
"Fuck me harder, Rue, I can take it," her voice is breathy and desperate.
Rue moans, repositioning her hand so that her palm slaps Maddy's clit every time her fingers fuck into her. Maddy grips her pillow, her cries filling her room. Rue's fingers feel so good in her, fuck.
"I'm so close," Maddy whimpers, "Please, Rue, I'm so close."
"You wanna cum?" Rue asks.
Maddy nods. "Please?"
She nearly sobs when Rue pulls her fingers out, strings of slick still tethering them to her cunt. Her pussy throbs almost painfully at its emptiness.
"What the fuck, Rue?" Maddy whines.
Rue chuckles. "Please don't punch me."
"I just might!" Maddy snaps.
She is soon placated by Rue's fingers going to her lips. She takes them in her mouth, relishing in the taste of her on them. She sucks on Rue's fingers as she would a cock, more fervently, even. She peers up at Rue, her eyes glassy, taking her fingers deeper into her mouth. She is desperate. She needs Rue back inside her.
"Oh, my good girl, I don't want you cumming around my fingers," Rue kisses her temple, "But I promise to fuck you real good with my cock, okay?"
Maddy nods in a daze, still sucking on Rue's fingers. She whines when they leave her mouth, dripping with her spit. She watches Rue get the dildo from somewhere on the bed, smearing the shaft with her soaking fingers.
"Watch me fuck you in the mirror," she orders, and Maddy obliges.
Rue lines the tip of the dildo with Maddy's entrance, sliding the head up her folds to coat it in her slick. Maddy whines, trying to grind onto it, but Rue pulls on her hair.
"Be patient."
Maddy whimpers as she watches the dildo disappear into her pussy, one inch at a time. Her cunt clings onto it as it fills her, and it takes everything in her to keep her eyes on the mirror.
"Fuck," she breathes out as the dildo bottoms out.
"Fucking gorgeous," Rue sounds hypnotized as she pulls the dildo out to the head, before sliding it back into Maddy's cunt. "Look at you, taking all of it."
She pumps the dildo in and out, faster this time, and Maddy has lost the ability to speak. This angle makes the dildo hit her sweet spot every time it plunges into her, and her vision starts to blur.
Rue keeps whispering in her ear, "That's it, take it, good girl, take my cock just like that."
Maddy can only moan in response. Her mind is so empty, so quiet — all she feels is Rue, how full she is of her cock, how good it feels, how good they both look in the mirror.
"So fucking gorgeous," Rue kisses her shoulders, before licking her neck, "So fucking hot."
All Maddy knew about sex was control. Making her partner feel in control means she's in control. There is none of that now, none of that need for her to be gripping the reins. Rue has her, completely, and all she feels is bliss, an ecstasy she has never felt before.
"Think you can play with your tits for me?" Rue asks, and Maddy obeys without a second thought.
Her hand goes to her tits, pinching, squeezing. The pleasure is dizzying. She's not putting on a show, but Rue is entranced.
"Good girl, just like that," she fucks the dildo into her faster, "Make yourself feel good for me."
"M'so close," Maddy slurs. She isn't even sure if Rue hears her.
"You close?" Rue clarifies.
Maddy nods. "So close."
It's almost overwhelming, her pussy being fucked relentlessly, her sensitive tits being squeezed and pulled by her own fingers. Her clit throbs despite not being touched. She thinks if she touches it, she'd cum immediately.
"Tell me when you wanna cum for me," Rue says. "Wanna hear you say it."
"May I cum for you?" Maddy manages. She looks up at Rue, reaching her hand back to bring Rue's face to hers. "Please, Rue?"
A groan escapes Rue's throat. "Cum for me."
Maddy kisses Rue as she cums, and Rue swallows her moans. Maddy's cunt clenches tightly around the dildo, and Rue fucks her through her orgasm, kissing her roughly. Rue's pace does not falter, and the lights on Maddy's vanity start looking like stars. Her moans come out broken, along with a string of incoherent curses.
Rue slows her pace then, slowing down until Maddy rides out her entire orgasm. Maddy whimpers when Rue takes the dildo out of her pussy entirely, covered in the stringy, white beads of her cum.
"Fuck," Maddy whispers when Rue licks the top of it clean. She thinks she wouldn’t mind sucking it clean for her.
"You taste so good," Rue murmurs, putting the dildo aside. Maddy frowns at having to change her sheets, but she's too well-fucked to worry about it too much.
Rue gathers Maddy into her arms as they both catch their breath. Maddy reaches up to kiss Rue lazily, planting soft kisses on her mouth. Rue hums in content, kissing her back, and they stay that way for a few minutes, letting everything quiet down.
Maddy finds herself smiling as she breaks their kiss. Rue smiles back at her.
"That feel good?" she asks.
Maddy sighs in bliss. "Really good."
Rue goes to get her button-down, probably to clean Maddy off, but Maddy keeps her firm in her grip.
"No, not yet," she grumbles, "Want you here."
"I'm here. I’m right here," Rue reassures her, and Maddy's heart flutters.
"Can you get my phone?" Maddy points to the head of the bed where her phone lies amongst the pillows.
Rue grabs it for her before settling back beside her, her arm over Maddy's stomach. Maddy unlocks her phone and opens Amazon, typing in what she's looking for.
"What are you doing?" Rue asks, watching her.
"Buying a strap," Maddy answers.
Rue laughs. "Seriously?"
"For next time," Maddy only realizes what she says when she finishes her sentence.
A grin stretches across Rue's lips. "There's gonna be a next time?"
Maddy tries to play it casual. A part of her already knows this is a bad idea. "If you're up for it. Or you know, I can just ask some other girl to fuck me with a strap to test my theory—"
"I'm not turning down the chance at fucking you with a strap, Maddy," Rue says, "I'm not dumb."
Maddy raises her chin, satisfied. "Good. I didn't think you were."
Rue looks at the screen of her phone again. "You found a good one?"
Maddy frowns. "No, I don't know which one to get."
Rue hums in thought. As Maddy scrolls through her options, in the corner of her eye, she sees Rue inch her way down the bed. She lifts her phone out of the way to see what she's doing.
"Where are you going?" she asks.
Rue makes that face she does when she tries – and fails – to be nonchalant. "Let's just say, I might have an idea on how to make your shopping experience more enjoyable."
Maddy laughs in disbelief. "You wanna fuck me again? While I shop for a strap-on?"
"No, I wanna taste you while you shop for a strap-on," Rue runs a hand along Maddy's thigh, playing with the lacy hems of her stockings. Rue looks at her expectantly, "May I?"
Maddy bites her lip. "No fingers. My pussy's tired."
Rue raises her hands in mock surrender. "No fingers. Just my mouth." She bends down and hooks Maddy's legs over her shoulders. "And I won't stop until you find one you like."
Maddy gasps as Rue darts her tongue out to lick her clit. "I'm very picky."
Rue hums appreciatively, sending waves through Maddy's incredibly sensitive cunt. "Good."
The shopping scroll is quickly forgotten until Rue threatens not to let her cum until she finds a strap-on she wants. Maddy whines, feigning annoyance, but she can't complain when Rue's tongue makes circles on her clit.
Her phone is in one trembling hand, her fingers trying their best to keep scrolling. Her other hand sits in Rue's hair, tugging as she fucks her with her tongue. Maddy looks up at the ceiling of her bedroom, smiling in well-fucked, giddy euphoria.
God. She is so fucked.