Hero Worship Pt. 03

Macie sucked in a breath. "Damn, check that one out. Now, those are what I call pecs."

Evelyn laughed. "Geez, didn't you get enough last night? I saw you with Mr. Muscles last night."

"Unfortunately one of those muscles was between his ears, but he had his uses." She groaned. "Is it too much to ask for a gorgeous, brilliant, sensitive man?" She said it, but I don't think she meant it. Macie did hook-ups. I'd never seen her with a boyfriend. Still, we didn't press.

Evelyn just nodded. "Yes. If you can get two of the three your doing really well."

"Hey!" Trent objected, and Evelyn gave him a mollifying kiss.

"I just got lucky with you, babe."

"Uh-huh. No respect at all."

We all laughed. The next half and hour passed in nice conversation. Sadie, Noah and I went down for a swim, and when we were coming back up I noticed a couple spreading out a blanket maybe twenty yard up the beach from ours. They were both women, one with long dark hair and a red bikini top and short jean shorts, and the other wearing a one piece and athletic shorts. Her hair was short, shaved on one side and combed over. Just by the way they looked at each other I knew they were together.

I tried not to look over much. The short-haired one began putting lotion on the other's skin, who was leaning back in pleasure. I immediately pictured Taylor's hands on me and I felt a tingle rising quickly in my core. The building fire was doused when Macie noticed them as well.

"Check it out, dykes." She nodded towards the couple.

Evelyn made a face. "You have to be so crass?"

"Tell me it doesn't creep you out a little."

"If it did I'd keep it to myself."

"You're right, you'll make a great politician Ev. Me, I call it like I see it, and it's weird."

I felt like I needed to say something, but I was terrified that if I opened my mouth everyone would know exactly what I was hiding. But I also remembered Taylor calling me fearless. "They have as much right to be here as you do. They're not doing anything wrong. Besides," I pointed over to a hetero couple who were basically making out, "you're not bothered by them."

"Look, I'm not saying they shouldn't be able to do what they want, I just wish they would do it in private."

I was starting to rise to it now. "I think it's beautiful. Any two people who can find love are lucky."

"Sure, just keep it away from me. I'm just glad we don't have to deal with it at the house."

"So you wouldn't let a lesbian in if one rushed?"

"A lesbian wouldn't fit in, Aly." She was looking at me like I was insane. "And we're a social group, not a public one. A gay pledge would make a lot of the girls uncomfortable. Deeply. What's it matter to you anyway?"

I spluttered for a second, my face burning red when Evelyn stepped in. "All right, guys, knock it off."

I stood abruptly. "I'm going to go get something to drink." As I stormed off there were tears burning in my eyes and my hands were trembling. I got halfway to the little shop when I realized I'd left my money back by the blanket. I didn't want to go back though, so I kept storming away until I reached some benches by a skating path and sat down.

I watched the people go by, wondering what each of their lives were like? What secrets did they keep from the people they cared about? I watched the women especially, I noticed them more than the men anyway. And I wanted Taylor near me. Eventually someone did sit down and put her arm around me.

"Hey girl, you okay?" I looked at my best friend, seeing real concern on her face. "Sorry about Macie, she's um, well, she's Macie."

I chuckled, wiping a tear from my cheek. "Do you really think it's true? They wouldn't let a lesbian into the sorority?"

"I don't think they'd use that as the excuse, but yeah, I think it might be true." She gave me a squeeze. "But I don't think it's ever actually happened, if that makes you feel better."

"It doesn't"

"Aly, what's going on? Why are you getting so worked up about this? It isn't about you."

My jaw set, and I forced myself to stop staring at the ground and look in Sadie's eyes. "What if it were?" I took a deep breath. "Sadie, Taylor is a woman."

"Whaaaaat?" Sadie's mouth was hanging open.

"Taylor is a woman. I'm dating a woman."

"So, um, are you saying you're, like, bi, or something?"

"No, I'm not bi. I'm a lesbian."

"Are you sure? I mean, maybe you're experimenting?"

"Sadie!" I must have looked hurt.

"Oh, God, Aly, I'm sorry. Damn, I'm turning into a cliché." She pulled me into a hug. "I'm here for you, you know that right?"

"Thanks, Sadie. Love you." She looked at me strangely for a second, so I added hastily, "But not like that."

That made us both laugh, and we went back to our group arm in arm.

Macie offered a blasé, and, in my opinion, inadequate apology. Obviously she'd gotten a talking to from her best friend while we'd been gone. I thought it best to let it go, so I did. My brain was fully occupied with the fact that I had just come out to Sadie. I'd told my best friend I was gay. Somehow that made everything I'd been feeling the last weeks even more real.

That night, as soon as we were alone in our room, I related the admittedly brief history of Taylor and my relationship. Sadie wanted details that I didn't really want to provide, so I skirted them. But eventually her playful nature asserted it itself.

"So you were never hot for me, y'know, the whole fooling around with your roommate cliché?"

"My mom says that's not actually a thing."

"You're breaking the hearts of frat boys everywhere, y'know."

"That's exactly what mom said, but no. One of the things I've learned is that I have a definite type." I rolled over on my back and stared at the ceiling. "I like tall, athletic girls with incredible legs and strong shoulders and mmm." I shuddered as an image of Taylor posed for my imagination.

"Does she have a six pack?"

"Not exactly. I mean she's really fit, and if you touch her stomach you can feel her abs. It's really sexy."

Sadie giggled. "So how did your parents take all this?" I groaned and covered my face with my pillow. "Oh, crap, you haven't told them yet, huh? Why not? Your parents are cool."

"I know, I just, I don't know."

"You need to do it, soon."

"Yeah, I will. I think it goes without saying, but this is between us, right?"

"Of course, sweetie, I won't even tell Noah, for now. But he'd be cool about it."

"I know. Thanks, Sadie."

***

Macie did a few things to try to be nice to me the next day, but nothing that made me believe she'd rethought her intolerance. I didn't want to go through the year at odds with one of my best friends, so I did my best to let the whole thing drop.

I had three classes on Monday, and they wasted no time in assigning homework, in addition to the basic reading necessary for high-level classes. Just one more class on Tuesday morning, and I would be headed to my lover's arms. Needless to say I had a hard time concentrating for an hour and a half on Statics when the orgasms I'd been delaying for the past week were so close to being a reality. Finally the professor clicked the button bringing up our homework problems on the whiteboard. I scribbled them down and bolted for the door.

The traffic wasn't good, but I made it to Taylor's apartment just before twelve, racing up the stairs and knocking on the door. I paused for a second before knocking again and peering inside. It was dark, and I was just starting to get a sinking feeling in my stomach when I heard the rumble of a motorcycle coming up the road. My hurt expression morphed into a silly grin as the Indian turned into the driveway, and the denim clad rider dismounted, lifting off her helmet.

Taylor stripped off her gloves and stored them inside the helmet before running her fingers through her tousled blonde hair. "I'm so sorry I'm late, Aly."

"You better get up here and make it up to me."

She took the stairs two at a time, sweeping me into her arms when she reached the top. Her mouth was on mine, her strong arms pulling me into an embrace. Our tongues caressed and danced, and I was in heaven again.

- Taylor -

Damn, I was late. I never liked being one of those riders, the ones who drove ninety miles an hour weaving in and out of traffic. They give all motorcyclists a bad name. But I admit I opened my cruiser up on the way home. I hadn't been able to sleep, so I'd gone out to the warehouse before dawn, figuring it would be the best way to burn the hours until Aly came over.

Unfortunately it worked too well, and I lost track of time, forcing me to race to get back to my apartment. I didn't quite make it, as Aly's Mini Cooper was sitting in the driveway when I got there. I didn't bother to open the garage to put my bike away, instead kicking down the stand and stripping off my helmet.

There she was, standing just outside my door, grinning widely, brown eyes alight with happiness, just at my presence. God I needed her. I went up the steps as fast as possible until she was in my arms where she belonged, our kiss sending fires raging through my body.

I broke away, breathless, turning and fumbling with my key in an attempt to unlock the door. After a few attempts I was able to concentrate through the distractions of Aly's arms around my waist and breath on my neck to open the silly thing and we stumbled inside. I managed to close the door behind us by pushing Aly up against it, hearing her moan as I reignited our kiss.

My lips trailed their way down her jaw to her ear as she whispered to me. "I missed you."

"I missed you too, baby, so much." I feathered my mouth over her cheeks and eyelids, making her gasp. "Did you think about me, did you need me?"

"Ooh, yes, ahh."

I kissed her forehead and looked into the eyes. "Were you a good girl and do what I asked?"

She bit her bottom lip, looking up at me through her lashes and nodding shyly.

"Good, so you've earned your reward then, you think?" Slowly she shook her head no. "Why not?"

Her voice was small, but dripping with sensuality. "I should have to pleasure My Lady first."

My arousal, already ridiculously high, spiked about ten notches when I heard that. I almost protested, but the perfect, innocent sincerity in Aly's eyes checked me. I kissed her one more time before taking her by the hand and leading her back to the bed. Aly climbed up and turned back, reaching for me, but I stayed away. "I want to see you strip, baby. Let me enjoy the sight of my beautiful girl."

Aly stared at me, and for a brief moment I thought maybe I'd overstepped, but then her face turned erotic. She rose up on her knees as her hips began to sway under her loose skirt. Her hands twined up over her head, pulling her long, light brown hair before letting it fall around her.

She let her hands glide over her body before turning her back to me and untying the neck ribbon to her halter top. She went down the side, loosening the strings, looking back at me over her shoulder before sliding it over her head. The clasps on her bra went next, and soon she was bare from the waist up.

Her back still towards me, she embraced herself, shoulders moving in rhythm to music only she could hear. Slowly she turned, bringing her hands in to cover her breasts, then letting them slide away slowly as she pushed her chest toward me.

My mouth was salivating, and my pussy was a sloppy mess. My eyelids were almost hurting in their strain to see more. It took everything I had not to jump onto the bed with her, but I knew I'd never forgive myself if I missed out on the show she was putting on.

Hips swinging slowly from side to side she reached behind her to unzip her skirt. Once that was done she rolled onto her stomach and knees, her perfect ass rising into the air as she pushed the concealing material down over her twin globes. Her thong was soaked. God, she was as excited as I was. She rolled over onto her back and pushed her skirt off, legs tight together.

Her fingers ran under the band of her underwear for a moment, her hips rose and she stripped them off. Now completely nude, she got onto all fours, her perfect backside swaying back and forth, pussy lips pouting out from between her legs. After a moment she rose up on her knees and turned around, one finger between her teeth, while her other hand beckoned me to her.

I almost didn't realize I'd stood up. I pushed off my leather riding jacket and quickly shed my blue work shirt and sports bra. I shimmied down my jeans, stripping off my ankle socks as I did. I climbed onto the mattress and took Aly into my arms, kissing her with everything I had. My lover just melted into my body, and I could feel every inch of her against me.

Aly kissed my cheek, then nibbled my ear before whispering to me. "What do you want? Please tell me."

Her lips brushed over my neck for a second, and I knew how I wanted to start. "I want you to kiss my neck, just suckle it while you touch me."

"Yes, My Lady." She pushed me onto my back, detaching her mouth from my skin for a moment to strip off my underwear. She kissed her way back up, over my stomach and between my breasts while her fingers traced patterns on my inner thigh, drawing ever nearer to my core.

She used her nose to lift my chin, and I happily complied, giving her complete access. Aly's lips closed over my sensitive throat as her fingers ran up and down my outer lips, and I surrendered myself to the pleasure she was giving me.

I laid a hand gently behind her head, holding her to me as she gently sucked and nibbled while her fingers made music over my sex, sliding though my wet folds, sometimes dipping inside me, sometimes stroking my clit through its hood, always driving me higher and higher. I turned from side to side letting her work both sides of my neck. I thought I might pass out from the sensations. No one had ever worked me like this for so long. I can't begin to describe how wonderful it was.

I reached down and grabbed her wrist, trying to communicate that I wanted it harder. Her other hand twined through my hair and she picked up the signal and quickened her pace. My body started to shake as I rode the crest of an orgasm, just shy of tipping over until finally those beautifully fingers scissored around my clit at just the right speed, and my body exploded in bliss. Her fingers were a whirlwind of pleasure, while her mouth never left my neck.

As I came down, finally starting to breath again, Aly nestled into my shoulder, her leg draped over mine, one finger caressing the skin on my neck.

"I think I gave you a hickey."

I grinned at her. "I'll wear it proudly."

That made her smile. God she's beautiful. Aly leaned up and pecked me on the lips. "Was that nice?"

"Oh, baby, it was so good."

"I'm glad. What do you want next?"

"Seriously. Baby, you don't..."

"I know. I want to. I love making you happy." She caressed my face. "Really, what would you like?"

I couldn't believe this angel was really lying here next to me. "Could I get this," I gently touched her mouth, "down there?" I pointed to between my legs. "Maybe do that thing with your tongue again?"

Aly grinned like the Cheshire cat. "I was hoping you were going to ask for that." She kissed me, letting her full weight rest on my body. I wrapped my legs around her, trying to hold her in place, but she began to scoot down, gentle kisses leaving a trail of ecstasy as she did. She spent a brief moment suckling my breasts before she continued her journey, and I let myself fall open as she reached the promised land.

My fingers tightened around the sheet as Aly's arms wrapped around my thighs and her tongue delved deep into my pussy. I looked down at her as her mouth moved over me, a look of serene contentment on her face. She was the most beautiful and amazing woman I'd ever met, and as my pleasure built and the capacity for rational thought retreated, I was left with only one coherent notion. I was falling in love with Aly Winterberg.

She sucked my clit into her mouth, bathing it in warmth before she wrapped it in her tongue, and I lost my damn mind, hips bucking as I wailed my ecstacy out into the night.

When I was again capable of voluntary movement I reached down, hooking my fingers under Aly's chin and pulled her up so I could kiss her as deeply as possible. When I finally broke away I whispered in her ear. "Your turn now, no arguments."

The hungry husk in my voice surprised even me, but above all I wanted this perfect creature shaking in bliss underneath me, and I set to it. I worshipped her body, neck, breasts, stomach, before licking up her legs and sucking her toes into my mouth.

"Oh, sweetie, that's nice."

I ran my tongue up over her ankle, moving steadily towards her core. Aly was starting to make lovely cooing noises, which were the most adorable sounds I'd ever heard. I passed her knee, sucking the soft, delectable skin of her inner thigh into my mouth. She began to tremble as I approached her core. Her lips were glistening, and her scent filled me, and it took a force of will not to just devour her.

I slid my tongue slowly into her slit, running it along the inside of her inner lips before pushing it into her opening. She cried out and pushed herself against me as I swirled around in her flavor. I would never, ever get enough of that. So delicious. I studiously avoided her tiny nub though, which was making her insane.

"Please, Taylor, please."

"Yes, baby?"

"My clit, sweetie, please. I need to come, oh God."

"You want me to touch your clit?" I continued to work her lower sex, and she was almost weeping.

"Jesus, yes, please, My Lady."

Wow did I love hearing that. I started from just below her vagina, one long slow lick that rose languorously through her valley. She let go a long rising 'ohhh' as I did, and when I reached her firm little button, I sucked it into my mouth and lashed it with my tongue as she began bucking and screaming her orgasm out into the world.

My arms were wrapped around her thighs, holding my face tight against her sex, drowning myself in her delicious release, doing everything I could to draw out my beautiful girl's pleasure for one more second.

When she finally came down, gasping for air, I just ran my tongue through her sex, gentling savoring her with little flicks and slow caresses. After a few moments and several jerking aftershocks, I felt her relax and settle back into the softness of the bed, and I began to work her slowly again.

Her fingers ran gently through my short, blonde hair as I loved her, gently holding my face to her body, as if I had any intention of pulling away. I hurried nothing. This one was about the journey; the destination would come in its own good time.

I'm not sure how long it was before her gentle coos and sighs became more insistent, but I didn't increase the pace. I gave slightly more attention to her button as she neared release, but I still drew it out as long as possible, and as the gentle wave of her orgasm seemed to wash ecstasy through both of us.

I kissed up the length of her, and gathered her shaking body into my arms, where she nuzzled into my neck. She purred as I kissed her forehead. "Was that good, baby?"

"So good. Just wanna rest here. Hold me?" So I did, pulling her as close as I could. I'd always told myself I didn't need to cuddle after sex. I was so full of shit. As I fell asleep I admitted then to myself right then that there is nothing as wonderful as cuddling with someone you love, and I wouldn't have let her go at that moment for all the gold in Fort Knox.

When I finally regained consciousness I was laying on my back with Aly's head soft on my shoulder and her leg draped over mine. A finger was tracing lazy circles around one of my nipples. Turning, I kissed the top of her head before lifting her chin so I could do the job properly. Looking over her shoulder I saw that was just past one.