“How did you do that?" a very content Jane asked.

“I've got a bit of experience," came Red's muffled replied.

Jane felt her lover creeping back up her body, kissing Jane's stomach, navel, abdomen, breasts (then breasts again), neck and finally her lips. Red pushed her crotch against that of her raven-haired partner, smearing Jane's juices on Red's own pussy. Their two swollen mounds were pressed together, stimulating both. Almost out of instinct, Jane's legs encircled Red's hips as the elder girl humped Jane.

"Did you want me to . . . you know . . . do you now?" Jane asked.

She had no concept of what to do, but she felt it was something she wanted to try.

"I want to make you feel like I do."

Red kissed Jane's cheek.

“One thing at a time," she cooed.

“For now, I'm happy just having you here. But if you really want to help me along," she started, then grabbed one of Jane's hands and moved it between them, "you could do this for me."

Jane loved the feel of Red on top of her and wanted to make her happy. Her hand was directly between the two women's crotches, palm up. She curled her fingers into Red's pussy . . . ‘Pussy,’ Jane thought. ‘I like the way that word sounds.’ The air temporarily escaped Red's lungs and she made a contented noise. She lifted her upper body off the bed with her arms and started to fuck Jane's fingers. Jane was getting a bit more out of the act than she expected, as every time Red humped down onto her fingers, Jane's knuckles pushed against her own cunt. And Jane was able to do a little bit of thrusting as well, and she tried stretching Red's tight opening. She soon had four fingers scrunched together that were being pushed into Red's body almost up to the knuckles. And with Red's body raised, Jane slowly moved her head forward until it came into contact with her lover's chest. She let her lips creep across until they found one of Red's incredibly firm tits and latched onto the stiff nipple.

“That's my girl," Red moaned as her nipple was engulfed between warm lips.

"Take the nub in your teeth and pull," she said.

Jane agreed, and the reaction was instantaneous and pleasurable. She used her free hand to feel around for the other breast, pulling on whatever nipple she wasn't sucking on.

Red started pounding against Jane's hand even harder, feeling her own release fast approaching. And Jane's mouth was wrapped around Red's nipple like a leech.

"Here we go," she moaned. She stopped and arched her back, her vaginal walls clamping down on Jane's fingers.

"You're so tight," Jane said, releasing Red's breast.

"I can't believe I just said that," she added with a giggle.

"Hey, I'll take it as... as .. . as a compliment," Red finished as the last orgasmic aftershock pulsed through her body, leaving Red tired and Jane sticky.

“Are . . . we . . . done?" Jane asked plaintively.

"Not by a long shot," Red returned.

"Get those fingers going inside me." She waited until she felt her opening being violated some more, then she lay down on top of Jane.

“Now anything that happens to me will be a direct result of what you do," she said. Red knew that Jane would need to feel like she contributed something, and simply being there wouldn't suffice, though that was all Red could have ever hoped for.

Jane nuzzled her lover's neck while fingering her delightfully snug pussy. She placed her Lips in that soft spot just under the jaw and tickled the skin with her tongue. She didn't see the effect that it had on Red, who was biting her bottom lip and had her eyes almost rolled back in her head. Then Jane rubbed her palm harder against Red's clitoral area. She wasn't particularly skilled, but her heart (and hand) was in the right place.

Red was desperately resisting the urge to hump the hell out of Jane's hand, but she really wanted to give her lover the satisfaction of doing it herself. And the other little things that Jane was doing were very, very nice. The lips . . . the tongue . . . the softness... the heat.