very close now.
Iris thrust her hips forward as her climax threatened to shatter her entire existence. A long pleasured scream filled the air, shattering the silence of the cliff. There was a sudden rush of heat that formed between her thighs, waves of moisture running freely down her legs. Iris fell back, trying desperately to catch her breath. “Oh…my… god…” she whispered between gasping breaths, she was trembling.
Ginger grinned, and then ran a hand through the Iris’s dark brown hair. She moved away briefly to tuck the vibrator away into her back pocket. “Did you like that?” she murred as she returned to Iris’s side.
“Yes.” Iris sighed happily. “So much.”
“Good. Now touch me, feel between my legs” Gingers voice was husky with need. She had gotten herself so hot and bothered; her own body was throbbing painfully.
Iris sat up, suddenly feeling selfish. Completely concentrated on her own fulfillment, while remaining ignorant of what Ginger needed as well. She locked eyes with her as nimble fingers lifted her skirt up. That bright orange thong was moist at the center; Iris felt it against her fingertips as she brushed them along the shaved crevice of her body. “Like this?” Iris said sweetly as she slid beyond the thong and directly into Ginger.
“Oh…oooh, yes, like that”
Iris felt a toying smile play at her lips as she pulled Ginger closer, pressing their torsos firmly into each other. One hand rested at the Gingers generous curve of hip as the other pressed her finger as deep as it could go.
Ginger rewarded Iris with a low moan, the girl certainly did learn fast. “Suck it Iris, I need your lips against me.” Ginger found herself pushing Iris to her knees in the sandy expanse of the cliff, pressing her face hard into her groin.
Surprised, but not offended, Iris slowly tugged the thong to the side, before she sent her tongue into wild swirls against Gingers glistening center. The scent was different from hers; it was headier with a twinge of sweetness. Intoxicating. Iris pressed her mouth into the center of it, breathing it in as her tongue delved hungrily inside to lap up the juices beginning to flow.
Ginger felt her knees growing weak; unable to stand any longer she fell to the ground, lying back, with her hands over her head as Iris continued. Ginger thrust her hips up anxiously; grabbing Iris’ hand she pressed it into her vagina. Leading her fingers inside, showing her what to do.
Iris canted her head to the side, pulling her hand back only to push it back in without much warning, this time, slipping a second finger into her, making the silky walls of Gingers pussy stretch and mold around her. “You feel so good Gin” She whispered as she found a methodical steady pace, alternating how many fingers she used. Two, three, one, three. Iris continued on watching the sweet expressions of pleasure as they danced across Gingers features. Each sound that she made only pushed Iris to drive harder, go deeper, wanting to hear it over and over again.
Ginger lifted her ass in the air, sweet moans escaping her as Iris pummeled her pussy relentlessly. She became lost in the frantic waves of ecstasy that were cascading over her body. Her breasts heaved as she panted out Ri’s name over and over, head thrashing back and forth until the rise of pressure in her burning loins became too much. Lost in the moment, her release shook her to her core, a violent surge of cum seeping and pouring out all over Iris’s fingers, hand and arm.
Iris felt pleased with herself, almost proud, as she crawled along the length of Gingers’ body to rest her head on her chest. Ginger curled into Iris as she did, the two clinging to each other in a tangle of limbs. They were wet from the wasted down their skin matted with dust and sand, but both were grinning like cats dipped in hazelnut cream.
Eventually, Iris sat up and tentatively ran a hand through Gingers tangled hair, looking into her eyes with a new appreciation. “Gin…that was….” She smiled softly. “Amazing.”
Ginger sighed happily, running an idle hand across Iris’ breasts. “Better than amazing, that was heavenly”
Iris blushed and propped her head up with the palm of her hand, her elbow firmly planted in the sand as she stared out over the edge of the cliff. The gorgeous sunset behind Ginger caught her attention. The vivid contrast of colors in soft pastels streaked across the sky. She watched how the horizon in its azure hue, was slowly dappled in violets and vibrant streaking reds. The ocean reflecting the ember orb of the sun as it hid its face from the world. “I have never felt anything like that in my life.” Iris whispered as she brought her gaze back to the sun kissed Goddess next to her.
Ginger was absently running a finger along the curve of Iris’s shoulder, trying to find the nerve to speak. “Ri” Ginger paused to muster her courage. “I want to be your girlfriend.”
Iris blanched, and felt all the blood leave her face as she struggled with the proverbial bomb Ginger just dropped in her lap. In her mind this secret moment was brought writhing into reality. She frowned inwardly, unsure if she was ready for such labels. She was especially skeptical of this particular label, which would change how the world viewed her. Her entire religious family, all her friends… she would be forever changed in their eyes. Wherever they went, they would have to deal with that. Iris felt panic rise in her chest. “I don't think that would be a good idea Gin” the words rushed from her lips in frantic haste.
Ginger felt her heart sink in her chest, definitely not the response she had been seeking. “I see.” The simple words could not have been said in a colder tone.
A twinge of anger filled the space in her chest that had just moments before been bursting with joy. “What a fool I am.” She had never been able to hide her emotions very well, even under the best of circumstances. She pulled herself to her feet and pulled her skirt down over her hips before retreating to find her top.
“Gin, please don’t be mad… I…” Iris felt instantly horrid as she tried to reach out to Gin. “Please understand… this is all new to me.”
Ginger yanked her top on over her head, pushing a golden hand through her hair in a frustrated manner. “You can’t use that excuse forever Ri. You have to make a choice”
“Do you even realize what you are asking?!” Iris felt her voice rising in anger as she pulled herself to her feet, fists clenched at her sides. Spying her jeans in a crumpled heap, she moved to pluck them from the ground and hurriedly pull them on.
“Yes!” Ginger snapped as she tore off toward the car, pausing before she opened the driver side door to look Iris up and down. “You need to accept who and what you are.” Ginger shook her head at the blatant naivety that encompassed Iris. “Because, no matter how much you try, you will never be a happy housewife, popping out kids for your husband.”
Iris felt a rise of rage in her chest. Angry at the bitter truth being thrown in her face, her stubborn pride caused her words to come out harsher than she actually meant. “What if I
Ginger stared at Iris with pain filled eyes. The words stung, pierced her heart. She lifted her chin defiantly and slid into the car. “Fine.” She murmured with a tone of utter defeat. Fuck it. There was no point in fighting. She already felt like a fool. It was obvious, that Iris saw her as some toy to play with every now and then. Not good enough, to be considered as anything more than that.
Iris finished buttoning her blouse in silence. Aware of the sadness that now overshadowed Gingers normally bright features. Slowly, she walked to the car. “I’m sorry Gin.” Was all she could offer as she slid inside and closed the door.
Ginger said nothing. She turned on the car and whipped it around so she could angle it back down the dirt road. She was going to put this firmly in the past. Leave everything behind on that cliff. Time to move on. She was no toy. She was worth more than that.
Iris sat silently in the car, looking out her window with a forlorn expression. Twilight had already begun to make a path across the sky when they pulled back onto the main road. She watched the sprinkle of celestial lights slowly beginning to peek through the raven mask that overwhelmed the heavens. Shame and sadness wrenched at her heartstrings. Ginger was taking her home. After that, she didn’t know what would happen. Would they ever even speak to each other again? She looked towards Ginger, wanting to say something, anything, but no words came. Slowly, she curled her legs into her chest, lowering her forehead to rest at the tops of her knees.
The silence that filled the car was uncomfortable to say the least. Ginger found herself counting the minutes until they reached the South Beach condo that Iris shared with her mother. She pulled to the curb of the complex and parked. “Hey” She said softly. Iris looked like she was sleeping. “You’re home” She felt a twinge of remorse for the way things ended. There was nothing she wanted more than to see Iris happy. Unless Iris could show some
