Allie's Reunion with Robyn

I felt her slide a finger into me and focus her tongue over my swollen clit and I gasped. I was so close to orgasm now. I imitated her, pushing a finger between her lips (God it went in so easily) and wrapping my lips around her clit, sucking it and flicking my tongue over it inside my mouth the way she liked it. We were both moaning loudly now. Even with our mouths muffled by the others' pussy someone on the other side of the door could probably hear us. But we didn't care. Let the whole world hear. All that mattered to us at that moment was the other.

Mine hit first, when Robyn pushed another finger inside me. My whole body stiffened as a tidal wave of pleasure crashed through my whole body. My pussy clenched so tight around her fingers I almost expected to break them as she continued to pump them in and out of me. Her tongue felt like a hummingbird's wings, flicking over my clit from all sides. The feeling was overwhelming, and without realizing it I pressed my hips down against her face to enhance the sensation of her tongue against my clit. It took a great effort not to stop my pleasuring of her and just enjoy my orgasm, but I just would not fail to bring her the ecstasy she was giving me. Despite my resolve, however, I could not stop a cry of release from escaping my lips.

Thankfully, she was not far behind me. With a cry of her own I felt her body tense and her pussy grip my finger like a vise as her hips pushed up against my mouth. My tongue felt sore from months of disuse, but I forced myself to keep it moving, stimulating her clit the best I could as my finger continued to thrust in and out of her. I let out a breath that I hadn't realized I'd been holding as my orgasm ended in the middle of hers. I forced myself to continue pleasuring her until hers came to an end and her body relaxed. Then, rolling off of both her and the couch onto the floor, I collapsed in a contented heap.

My eyes were a bit unfocused and my breathing was still rapid as I lay there on the floor. The air felt very cool on my sweat-coated breasts and belly, and I could feel my hair plastered to my head with yet more sweat. All I could smell was Robyn, her juices having coated my lips and nose. I rubbed my finger and thumb together, feeling the slickness of her, then brought that finger to my lips and sucked it between them, tasting her one more time.

I blinked my eyes a couple of times to clear them and looked to see Robyn sucking her own fingers clean. I could see my own juices glistening on her face, running down her cheeks and neck. God, had I ever been that wet before? Even some of her hair had soaked it up, leaving clumpy looking patches in her dark lengths. Seeing me watching her, she smiled, though with her half-lidded eyes giving her a rather dazed look, it came off as somewhat goofy. I was already smiling myself, feeling so good at the moment that I was unable to keep a grin off my face.

"That," Robyn sighed pleasurably, "was really good." She rolled over onto her stomach which let her look at me more comfortably with her head hanging slightly off the couch. Some of her hair fell down, pooling on the floor, while more of it stuck to her back from her own sweat. If I had been sitting up, I would only have been able to see the very bottom of her ass because her hair covered the rest of it and her back, with only small slits of flesh showing through between locks. Laying on her stomach, only the sides of her breasts, squished down by her weight, were visible. And though her eyes were dazed, they still sparkled in a way that I've never seen in anyone else. She looked like a photographer's wet dream. She was absolutely beautiful.

"Yes, it was," I agreed. Our breathing was starting to return to normal as we lay there. Robyn was the first to move, crawling off the couch to lay next to me. We embraced and kissed again, but slowly this time. Less fierce, but no less passionate. "I missed you," I whispered between kisses. "I missed this."

"Me, too," she said. After a few more minutes of kissing and holding each other, she asked, "Shower?" I nodded and we stood up. Robyn went and grabbed a couple of towels as I started up the shower, and we both got in when the water was warm enough.

It was an odd feeling, showering together. We had done it before, kind of, in the dorms last year. There were three showers, all separated by curtains, and a couple of times we had just not closed the curtain between us and pointed both shower heads towards the middle. There was one particular time that I would never forget. After I had been playing ultimate frisbee with some friends, Robyn had surprised me in the shower and brought me to the brink of orgasm while a teammate of mine was in the third shower. Robyn had left me like that until I got back to our room and practically assaulted her until we both erupted in massive orgasms.

This time was very different. We were completely alone, and there was no risk of being interrupted. But even more than that, we were not trying to sexually pleasure each other. The water rinsed away the sweat and juices from our lovemaking. We washed each other, running a soapy washcloth over every inch of the other, massaging muscles, stimulating sensitive areas, and leaving a wonderfully clean feeling behind. We embraced and kissed often as we washed, but although it was arousing, we did nothing else to excite the other. We only stopped and got out when the hot water began to run out.

We each took a towel and dried off. Robyn's hair hung down her back in a long dark ribbon, looking even sleeker than normal while wet. My own shoulder length blond hair had already begun to curl up as it air-dried, much to my annoyance. I liked my hair to be straight, like Robyn's, but it always did whatever it wanted unless I brushed and dried it immediately, and even then I needed to add a little gel or hairspray.

Robyn took my hand when we were both sufficiently dry and led me to her bedroom. She had decorated her room with the familiar posters that had covered her side of the room last year. She had a couple more now of her favorite band, and a large picture frame with a collage of photographs of friends, family, and at the center of it all, the two of us. It was a picture taken near the end of the last school year. In it, we were standing in the hallway of the dorm, our arms around the others' shoulders, smiling broadly at the camera. I didn't even know Robyn had a print of this, as it was one of the girls on our floor who had taken it. She had wanted a picture of everybody in the dorm. Robyn must have asked for a copy.

Deep green sheets covered her bed, and she lay down on top of them, still naked, hair still shimmering from the dampness. She pulled on my hand and had me lay down beside her. We still didn't talk, the silence between us feeling almost sacred. Words just weren't needed. We cuddled and began to make out. Our kisses were slow and soft. Our hands moved over the others' body, rubbing and caressing the others' arms, stomach, back, and head.

We lay like that for a long time, and I was reminded of the first time I made out with a boy. I had been clothed at the time, unlike now, but just like now there had been no sexual contact beyond the kissing. Well, he had rubbed my breasts through my shirt, but beyond that, there was nothing more than kissing. It had all seemed so erotic though, and as we had kissed for nearly an hour it had almost felt like sex in itself. Certainly I was very short of breath and feeling a very pleasant buzz afterward.

These same feelings flowed through me now as Robyn and I held each other, stroking our hands over the others' body, lips locked together as we kissed. Our tongues traveled from one mouth to the other, swirling around each other, flicking over teeth, running over lips. As time went on my arousal, which had been simmering ever since the shower, began to increase, a small fire burning between my legs. I let my hands wander over Robyn's breasts, kneading them gently, rolling her nipples between my fingers. I then ran them down her back to cup her ass, kneading the flesh there as well, pulling her against me. My lips and tongue became more assertive, sucking her tongue into my mouth harder than before, driving mine into her mouth, or nibbling her lower lip when I sucked it between my own lips.

As Robyn began to respond to my more aggressive actions, I climbed on top of her and began to kiss my way down her body. I let my lips brush over her neck and collarbone, working my way down to her breast. I kissed a large circle around her nipple, spiraling inward slowly until her nipple was between my lips and I sucked it hard, eliciting a soft moan from Robyn. I played with her other breast with my hand, gently tweaking that nipple between finger and thumb. I switched, repeating the circling kisses on her other breast while my hand rubbed my saliva into the first, keeping her nipple hard with continued stimulation.

After a few minutes going back and forth between her breasts and savoring every moan I could get out of her, I kissed my way down to Robyn's stomach. I moved back and forth, kissing every inch of her stomach as I moved down further and further, my lips passing her belly button, down to her shaved mons. She had obviously shaved earlier that day in expectation of our lovemaking, as I could not feel even the slightest bristle against my lips.

My hands moved from her breasts, down her sides and over her hips to caress her thighs, which were spread wide on either side of me. I massaged her inner thighs, hearing the slight squishing sound of her wet pussy lips as they were pulled apart and then pushed back together as my hands worked her flesh. This only increased my own arousal and I felt myself begin to get wet. Looking into her green eyes, I could see a burning desire for me, and a desperate desire for me to keep going. I planted one last kiss on her mons before trailing my lips slightly to the side, avoiding her slit by the barest margin.

I pressed my lips against the join between leg and crotch and moved down Robyn's leg, planting soft kisses every inch. I continued to massage her thighs as best I could, now able to see her pussy opening and closing again and again as I did. Her opening seemed to be inviting me to push a finger or two inside her. I ignored this for the moment, wanting to tease her a little as I kissed my way down to her knee. I then reversed directions, working my way up her thigh back to the innermost part of her leg, then passed right over her pussy (getting a strong whiff of her arousal) and began to kiss my way down her other leg.

Robyn had pushed her hips out when my lips passed over her pussy, trying to make contact, but I had avoided it. She let out a soft growl of frustration as my lips touched her other thigh, but she made no other protest as I kissed every inch of leg down to her knee. Again, I reversed direction, my lips pressing softly against the warm skin of her thigh, moving closer and closer to where she truly wanted me.

I pressed my lips just to the side of her pussy and then moved directly in front of it. I inhaled through my nose, almost tasting her through her scent, trying to fill all of my senses with nothing but her. The sight of her shaved pussy, quivering before me. The scent of her, musky with a hint of the soap from the shower. The feel of her thighs under my hands, soft and warm. The sounds of her breathing, quiet yet fast in her excitement of what was to come. I completed this by leaning forward the smallest amount and pressing my lips to the bottom of her slit, pushing my tongue out slightly to taste her. The slight salty tang was gone now, leaving only her flavor. Robyn let out a pleasured gasp at the contact and I moaned myself in satisfaction.

I pulled my hands apart, forcing her pussy open and pushed my tongue inside her. I slowly moved it in and out as far as it would go. Admittedly, this was not very deep, probably only a third the length of my middle finger, but Robyn still moaned at the sensation. I fucked her with my tongue, pushing my mouth against her pussy, my nose pressing against her clit. I shook my head from side to side slightly, running the tip of my nose over her clit, eliciting yet another moan from her, this one a little louder.

I watched her face as I pleasured her, enjoying the way her eyes fell shut and her mouth opened when she moaned. Or the way she ran her tongue over her lips. Whenever something felt particularly good her lower lip would curl into her mouth and she would bite it slightly. When open, however, her eyes were always on mine. Her hands moved up to play with her own breasts, squeezing them gently and pinching her nipples slightly between her fingers. At this point I desperately wanted to reach between my legs and play with my clit, but I didn't. I had had enough of that during the summer break. I wanted all of my pleasure to come from Robyn.

Wanting to see more and becoming even more aroused, I ran my tongue from her hole up to her clit. At this more direct contact, Robyn pushed back against me with her hips, grinding against my mouth. I slid my arms under her legs and hugged her hips to my face, making sure I wouldn't lose contact with her as she continued to move against me. I flicked my tongue over her clit slowly at first, but with increasing speed. It had rested from our first round of lovemaking earlier, but after the minutes spent fucking her with it, it was already a little tired. I was soon forced to just hold it out and move my jaw in order to keep licking her sensitive little bud.

Robyn continued to rock her hips up and down, squeezing every bit of stimulation out of the contact of my tongue to her clit, smearing her juices over my face at the same time. She reached down with one hand and cupped the back of my head, holding me to her, her fingers tangled in my hair. I hugged her hips tighter, aiding her efforts to hold my head against her. She began to emit small moans of pleasure with every breath, and I knew her orgasm was close. I switched back to flicking her clit with my tongue, just brushing her with the very tip of it as fast as I was able to move it.

It only took another minute before her fingers tightened in my hair, her hips gave one last powerful thrust upwards against my face and she let out a loud cry of release. Robyn's beautiful green eyes were closed tight and her mouth was open in a large "O" shape. She was frozen in time for a few short moments before moving again, as if she had never stopped. Her hips frantically rocked up and down against me, forcing my tongue even faster over her clit. The hand on her breast rolled and pinched her nipple between her fingers, though her other hand was still clenching my hair, holding me against her as she continued to come. She froze again, in almost exactly the same pose as before, her back arched to press her pussy hard against my face as she emitted another sharp cry. She did this three or four times before falling limply to the bed, her fingers releasing me.

I stopped licking her clit, knowing it was far too sensitive for further stimulation at the moment, and moved down to caress the lips of her pussy with my aching tongue. Robyn was very wet, and I felt more of her juices smear across my chin as I changed positions. She was panting heavily, her eyes open but vacant, staring emptily at the ceiling. I licked her pussy gently as she came down from her orgasm and it took a minute or so for her to come back to her senses. When she did, she reached down and placed her hands on either side of my head and gently pulled me upwards.

I followed her pull and climbed up until I was laying full on top of her once again. She brought my face to her lips and kissed me. Her lips opened against mine and her tongue darted out, running over my lips, tasting herself on them. She then pushed it between my own lips and I sucked her tongue gently, rolling mine around it.

We lay together like this for a few minutes before Robyn finally spoke. "I love the way you make me feel," she whispered, "but now I think it's your turn." With her hand on my shoulder she urged me to roll off of her and I did. She stood up and went over to her closet. Pulling out a scarf, she turned to me with a smile. "Shall we relive old times?"

I smiled back at her and nodded. I got up and sat down in her desk chair. She came over and wrapped the scarf around my eyes, the same scarf she had used to blindfold me all last year so I couldn't see who was performing oral sex on me. As she knotted the scarf behind my head, I began to focus more on my hearing. I heard her move over to her dresser and open a couple of drawers. I heard her rummaging through them and then walk back over to me. She tied something around my wrist and then the other, binding them together behind the back of the chair.

I scooted myself to the edge of the chair and spread my legs wide. In my head I could already feel her lips and tongue against my pussy, and I felt myself get even wetter as a trickle of my own juices ran down to my ass. Her hands began to trail over my body, light caresses that almost tickled. "I have a surprise for you," she said, her breath warm on my ear. "I hope you like it."

"What is it," I asked, somewhat nervously. Robyn's surprises could be more than anyone would bargain for.

"You'll know it when it happens," she said, and I could tell she was grinning mischievously by her voice. And with this she leaned over and began to lick my pussy. My lower lips made a soft squishy noise as her tongue ran through them, and she made a pleased moan. "You taste even better now than earlier," she said before returning her mouth to my eager pussy. She carefully avoided my clit as she licked me, and I panted in near frustration. I already felt so close to orgasm, and my frustration was mixed. Partially at her for ignoring my clit and partially at myself for being so close already, knowing I wouldn't be able to enjoy this for as long as I would like.

She teased me like this for a while, moaning in satisfaction at my taste and at my fruitless attempts to make her touch my clit. She stopped licking me, only to slide a finger inside me a moment later. I was so wet that it went in easily and Robyn began to finger-fuck me slowly, focusing on my g-spot. I jumped when she flicked her tongue over my clit, and groaned in pleasured frustration when I realized that one flick was all I was getting.

"Please," I begged her, breathlessly. "Lick my clit! I'm already so close!"

"But I'm not ready for you to come yet," she replied, still sliding her finger between my folds. She did this for a while, letting her tongue flick over my clit every now and then, making me jump every time she did it. Then she removed her finger, and I heard her suck it into her mouth, cleaning it of my juices. "I think you're wet enough," she said. "Now I'm going to give you what you wanted last year, when you were begging to return the favor."

I felt something at the entrance of my pussy and I moaned as it was pushed inside me. It was large, far larger than even three of Robyn's fingers. It felt like...hell it felt like a condom-covered cock! Did Robyn have a guy here!? I had wanted to have sex with the guy who had been going down on me last year, until Robyn revealed that it had been her the whole time. Did she really find a guy to fuck me this time? Panic began to grip my mind, but I let out a pleasured cry as my body continued to enjoy the sensations rolling through it.

Hands gripped my hips and the cock began pushing in and out, stretching my pussy wonderfully, reaching deep inside me. It gave me both pain and pleasure accepting such a large invader into me, but I was so wet it moved in and out easily. One of the hands moved and the scarf was pulled off, allowing me to see as it returned to my hip. It was Robyn! She was wearing a strap-on and fucking me with it! The small feeling of panic that had been in the back of my mind calmed with the realization that there was no one else here, allowing me to fully enjoy all that was happening.