Time Alone | By : Forever Category: M through R > Queer As Folk Views: 1376 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Lindsay closed the door. She leaned against it, a sigh escaping from her and a smile crossing her face, as she turned to Mel.
"They’re finally gone. God I love our kids but a whole day without them…"
Mel reached out, running her fingers through Lindsay’s long blond hair.
"I know….any ideas on how we should spend the day?"
"Well….the hall closet needs cleaning out and….."
Mel pulled Lindsay to her, softly running her tongue over Lindsay’s lips.
"That wasn’t quite what I had in mind!"
"Ohhhhhh……." Lindsay let herself be drawn into the kiss, her hands slowly moving down Mel’s back.
"Perhaps that could wait then…." Lindsay managed to stammer out as their mouths parted.
"That’s better. I seem to remember I haven’t made the bed yet" Mel grinned, grabbing Lindsay’s hand and pulling her behind her towards the stairs.
They ran up the stairs and dived onto the unmade bed giggling before settling down next to each other, hands entwined.
"Can you remember the last time we had the house to ourselves?" Mel said, pulling Lindsay closer, the scent of sandalwood soap from her recent shower still lingering on her skin.
Lindsay considered this for a moment. "I think it was before JR was born….and that’s too long!"
Mel reached over and unplugged the phone.
"What are you doing?"
"No interruptions…for at least a couple of hours!"
"But what if something happens….someone needs to contact us…the kids…."
"They can wait….this is our time."
Mel sat up; pushing Lindsay’s arms above her head as she pulled her off her t-shirt and deftly removed her bra, then took her wife’s full breasts in her hands.
A soft sigh escaped Lindsay as she relaxed. Mel’s fingers slowly circled her nipples, pinching them just hard enough for them to become hard and dark. She lent in, her tongue licking, first at one, then the other, as Lindsay’s fingers tangled themselves in her hair, and her body began to move slowly beneath her.
Mel sat up, unzipping Lindsay’s jeans, running her fingers around the top of her panties. Lindsay lifted her hips and Mel pulled her jeans off, throwing them onto the floor, closely followed by her blue lacy panties.
She bent down, her mouth finding Lindsay’s, kissing her deeply as her hand traced its way over the slight rise of her stomach until her fingers found her thick blond thatch of pubic hair.
Lindsay raised herself against Mel’s hand, her breath against Mel’s lips starting to come in short pants, as Mel’s fingers teased her. She was already so wet, that the simple thought of Mel’s fingers coming in contact with her clit, even just for a moment, made her breathing quicken.
She fumbled with the buttons on Mel’s shirt, finally getting them undone, her wife’s bare breasts tantalizingly close to her mouth. Mel’s fingers continued to taunt her as she pulled her wife closer, her mouth finding Mel’s nipple and sucking on it.
The shiver that traveled through Mel’s body reached Lindsay's mouth and she let out a muffled sob as Mel’s fingers plunged into her warm wet cunt; every slow movement torturous, but in the most exquisite way.
Mel looked at her lover. Damp strands of hair covered part of her flushed face and her skin appeared to have a luminous glow. She pulled her fingers out, ignoring the stifled groan from her partner, and crawled down the bed, her hands in constant contact with Lindsay’s smooth white skin, fingers spread wide, caressing every inch of it.
She pushed Lindsay’s legs apart, licking at her now damp pubic hair, one hand reaching up and cupping the other woman’s breast as her tongue began a slow exploration inside her lover, flicking over her clit; the trembling of Lindsay’s body so good against her own.
Mel reached down and undid her own jeans, pushing her hand inside, her fingers working on herself in rhythm with her tongue inside Lindsay.
She lifted her eyes, looking at Lindsay; the blond head was pushed deeply into the pillow, one hand wrapped in the crumpled sheets, the other rubbing her own breast; small beads of sweat shimmering on her body.
Lindsay’s body arched off the bed as Mel replaced her tongue with her knowing fingers, hitting the exact spot which she knew would almost send her lover over the edge, but holding back just that little bit, wanting to pleasure her more. But Lindsay’s sharp in-take of breath let Mel know she was close.
She could feel a warm flush working its way through her own body as she kept her eyes on Lindsay, watching her biting on her bottom lip, eyes shining as Mel plunged her fingers deeply into her.
Lindsay cried out as she came, Mel’s name on her lips, her body rigid beneath Mel’s for a second before relaxing. Mel ran her own fingers over herself and came immediately, falling into Lindsay’s arms.
They lay there, letting the moment wash over them, their heart beats return to normal before snuggling up next to each other.
Mel reached out for the phone plug but Lindsay’s hand stopped her.
"Leave it…."
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