*Warning: There is some reference to a previous chapter that might be a sensitive topic for some people. Also lesbian sex… so… ;)*
I may have been a lesbian, but that didn't mean I wasn’t turned on by certain forms of gay sex. Maybe it was just the moaning or the thought of it. Sometimes lesbians needed an outside stimulus, and clearly Audrey was thinking the same thing that I was.
The door was barely shut and locked before Audrey was eagerly pulling off my shirt. My bra came off next, and soon I was pinned under her while she straddled my hips, stroking my breasts as she kissed my neck and nibbled my earlobes. I inhaled deeply through my nose and arched my back against the bed, pressing my torso into hers.
Audrey left a trail of wet, butterfly kisses down my collarbone as she moved to focus all of her attention on my left breast. She twirled her tongue in tighter and tighter circles, only reaching my sensitized nipple after a few drawn-out and agonizing minutes. She grazed her teeth over it, making a shiver go down my spine, and then teased it with her tongue. I moaned as she pressed in deeper, sucking on my nipple.
After a few minutes of playing with my left breast, she switched to my right and repeated the entire tantalizing routine: spiral, teeth, lick, and suck. I was already clenching the sheets and groaning at her every touch and stroke. She made every part of me sensitive to her touch.
“Oh, God, Audrey… you’re amazing…” I moaned out.
She didn’t say anything in response. She only moved one hand down to softly stroke my pussy through my sweatpants. A tingling feeling rushed through my entire body. I was sure that she could already feel my wetness through my panties. Her fingers found their way inside my sweatpants and began to tease at me, tickling along the edges of my panties. My body hummed in pleasure as she slid off my pants and panties.
She knelt between my spread legs, using her fingers to trace around my thighs and just barely brush my outer lips. I writhed under her touch, trying to press my hips into her hands. Finally she eased my desire, slipping a single finger between my lips. She slid it up and down my slit, coming close to, but not touching, my swollen clit.
This slow torture seemed to last forever before she finally began to softly rub my aching pearl. She pressed her finger into me, and I gave a long, desperate moan, my head rolling back and my legs spasming wildly. She rubbed my clit between the two fingers of one hand while tickling my insides gently with a finger from the other. I was going wild. Holy crap, that was amazing. Her finger curled inside of me, rubbing against my g-spot, in a way that made my toes curl and my back arch even more against the mattress.
My entire body felt as though it was on fire. I grabbed and rubbed at my breasts, roughly twisting and pinching my nipples. The desire I had for that beautiful, inexperienced woman to bring me to orgasm was immense. After what seemed simultaneously like hours and seconds of pleasing me, she slowly lowered her delicate mouth to my center. She did it slowly and deliberately, and my heart began to pound harder in my chest before she’d even begun eating me out.
After an eternity, her mouth finally reached me. Her tongue and mouth caressed and tasted every inch of me, her lips covering me in kisses that made me shiver. She lavished herself on me. An immense orgasm began to well up inside of me, preparing to rip itself from my body. He lips and tongue sucked against my clit, applying different pressures, making my body going insane. My hips wiggled as I felt that heat in the center of my abdomen.
My fingers tangled in her hair and she licked my sensitive head faster and moving her fingers in and out of me. My orgasm was approaching fast as my body tensed and my moans got louder.
"Hey Kellin, do you wanna go to the town? I heard there's good shopping down there," Vic asked me nervously when I came downstairs.
"You hate shopping," I replied with a small chuckle.
"I know, but I don't usually travel this far, and I thought why not. Kind of like a date for us."
"Okay," I said and smiled. "Let me just get a sweatshirt." I hopped back up the stairs, feeling a little giddy inside. I liked when Vic wanted to take me places.
Once I got my jacket, I put it on and walked back into the living room with Vic. We were about to walk off before I remembered something. "I'm just gonna go tell Audrey and Amy that we’re leaving for a bit." He nodded at me, and I walked upstairs and made my way down the hallway where her room was. The door was slightly cracked, so I tapped it just enough to open it all the way. My eyes widened at the sight I’d walked into. Audrey was between Amy’s legs, and Amy was moaning.
"Kellin, leave!" Amy shouted followed by another moan. I was a little frozen in place, but I did what I was told and backed out of the room, closing the door. I don't know why it was at that moment, but I realized I didn't really like sex with girls. If girls and girls, and boys and boys were matched up, we would have no problem. Vic was right about that whole ‘coping mechanism’ thing.
I shook my head, leaving the bedroom and closing that door, too. I probably would have been turned on if it hadn't been so awkward, walking in on them like that. I walked back downstairs to meet Vic standing by the door. "Ready?" he questioned. I nodded and got closer. "Why do you look so flustered?" he chuckled a little at me.
"I kind of walked in on Amy and Audrey... You know..." I said, blushing a little. He just laughed. "Stop, that's not funny!" I exclaimed.
"But it is! Your cheeks are red and it’s cute," he said, kissing me.
"That was embarrassing," I mumbled. He kissed me.
"It's okay, babe. Maybe when we get back we can do the same.” His suggestion made me even more turned on. I wasn't even interested in girls, and somehow they got to me. I nodded at Vic, and we left.
It was only about an hour drive, so it wasn’t long, but it wasn't short either. I liked driving with Vic. It was that comfortable silence between us, and the light hush of the radio in the background. I looked out the window, noticing we were parking. "Where do you wanna go first?" Vic asked, turning off the car.
"The music store since that's the closest, and we can work our way there and hit the other side on the way back," I suggested.
"Sounds good. Now get out," he teased and got out with me.
We walked into the store. It was small but nice. It was very homey, in a way. There were old records on the walls, some signed. Rows of CDs, tapes and records scattered the place. It was like your typical old record shop, but they carried CDs and iTunes cards, which made it a little more modern as well.
"Woah," I heard Vic say from another part of the store. I walked over to him. "She's gorgeous." I frowned until I realized what he was looking at: an older guitar hanging on the wall. I had no clue what kind it was or anything, but it really was beautiful.
"How much is it?" I asked him. He flipped a couple of things, finding the tag that had the price. His eyes widened.
"Nothing I could afford in my lifetime." He sighed and groaned.
I looked at the tag—eighteen thousand dollars. "Holy shit, I didn't know they could price this high."
"Well considering it’s a limited edition, as in only maybe 15 of these exist, it kind of makes sense." I gave him an apologetic look. I wish I could get it for him, but I don't have that kind of money either. I'll find a way, though. "I'm gonna go look at some others." I nodded and walked over to the albums. You could get lost behind the tall shelves. I ran my do hand along the spins of the albums, reading them. There was a lot of older music, music I haven't listened to since I was probably five and still lived with my parents.
I walked a little farther down the aisle, not really looking where I was going, and bumped into someone. "Oh shit, so—" I started to say when fear instantly shot through me, and I almost felt like I couldn’t talk. In front of me was a taller guy about my age with dark hair and brown eyes. I recognized the evil in them. My heart speed up, and I started to shake as everything can back to me. Dan.
"Well, well. Look who it is. My little Kelly Bear," he said in a sinister voice. "I was beginning to think that you hated me. It's been what? Nine years?" I grit my teeth and didn't look him in the eye. "Oh, come on, don't be like that. We loved each other, remember?"
"No. I gave you everything, and you ruined me," I seethed, trying to stay quiet. I didn't want Vic to know he was there, too. I didn't want to give Dan the pleasure of pissing him off.
"You wanted to, remember?" he asked rhetorically. I couldn't believe he was doing that.
"No, I told you to stop and you didn't. You hurt me, Dan." I choked back and sob, not wanting him to see how weak he made me.
"I know you enjoyed it. Who wouldn't?” I was beyond pissed off.
“Me, Dan! Me! I didn’t want to continue! You didn't respect that, and I lived the past nine years bullshitting myself because of you!” He just rolled his eyes. I could feel the tears welling in mine.
“Well, how about me and you go in the back and—” I stopped him there.
“No. Why are you even here talking to me?”
“Because I work here,” he said stroking my arm. I shut my eyes tight. I hated the feeling of him touching me. I never wanted it to happen again. “So what do you say?”
“No,” I said through grit teeth, “I'm with someone.” I glanced at Vic, making sure he wasn't looking near our direction. Dan looked over, too.
“Him? That little fucking pipsqueak? You really know how to downgrade, don't you?” he laughed. I could practically hear the evil in it. “Has he even asked you to be his boyfriend?”
“But you’re happy, and he’s happy. That's shit. Don't forget, Kellin, that I knew you longer. You don’t just get in a relationship. Someone has to make the move.”
“That has nothing to do with it.”
“Whatever you say, Kelly!” God, I hated him so fucking much. “Just remember, you’ll never forget me. Or your first time.”
I just rolled my eyes at him and turned to walk away. He grabbed my arm, pulling my back and pushing my body against the shelves. He lips hovered over mine. It made me feel sick, and, above all, terrified. I jerked my arm away from him and walked past Vic, mumbling for us to go.
“Kellin, slow down,” Vic huffed as he got closer.
“I just want to go back.” I didn't look at him as I got in the car and buckled up.
“Are you okay? You seem a little irritated,” Vic said, looking at me. It really made me feel better knowing that he cared.
“Yeah, I'm fine. Can we just go?” He nodded and started the car, and we went home.
A//N: So yeah, I know. Not the typical Kellic chapter for this story. The lesbian seen was requested a lot so I decided to add it. That part was actually written by my friend the “real Audrey” (her tumblr here) who the Audrey character was based off of. So yay! you know now that Audrey and Amy are a real couple <3
Also Happy Valentines day… this chapter didn’t really represent that.. mainly I forgot that it was valentines day. But I do have a one shot coming out tomorrow (i hope) this is a cute thing that was written for Valentines, kinda. (Its a Jalex)