Chapter 17: Women in the Spire

They both got up; heading to our love nest in the spire with me in tow. Despite the incident, the path up wasn’t blocked. The first couple of steps up Melanie was as graceful as a hummingbird in flight. The last couple of steps she was just as flighty and jittery as one. To my surprise, the bed of covers was still there, obviously ordered by Col. Grumbles. Once there Melanie got the shakes that even Megan’s hug didn’t quiet.

I joined the two in the hug at Megan’s silent bequest of a finger doing a come here. Melanie initially jumped startled at my pressing my chest and pelvis to her back and rounded covered butt cheeks. My arms wrapped the two women in a hug, slowly halting the quaking of the scared blonde. Fully calmed the two women’s lips met, telling me it was time for guard duty. After unwrapping my arms from the two, I brushed the blonde hair from Melanie’s slender neck pressing my lips into the smooth skin.

She tilted her head my way, letting out a soft moan, yet didn’t release Megan’s lips from hers. The kiss lingered longer than I had planned. The succulent skin with its slight saltiness was too delectable to leave quickly. In the end, my leaving was required, letting the two women free for their roll in the hay.

With me out of the way, the two were oblivious to the fact I was still there. I actively had to try not to pay attention to them. I was unsuccessful.

Megan’s lips moved slightly to the right along the lips on hers. I had seen Megan eat her friend’s cunt before, and without the possibility of rejection, she’d likely be doing it again in a few minutes. Yet Megan was acting like it was a possibility. Her excitement was tempered by nervousness during the making out with Melanie. She cracked her lips apart enticing Melanie, running her tongue over the blonde’s lips. Melanie didn’t disappoint her. Shortly after, her tongue passed into Megan’s mouth. The hands enmeshed in blonde hair pressed their lips together tighter, as her partner moaned into her mouth. The sounds of their kissing and moans made ignoring them impossible.

Despite all the nervous intensity, Megan’s tongue began to dance with Melanie’s. It was as if she was waiting for Melanie to make the next move taking them from first base to the rest of them.

Melanie’s normally greedy hands that had possessed all of Megan’s supple body in the past, became tentative. Her hands nervously went to the exposed small of Megan’s back. The shaky hand stroked across the silky-smooth flesh and up under Megan’s shirt. They appeared unsure of what it was they were to do. Megan’s skin produced goosebumps everywhere her skin was brushed, eliciting a moan from her into Melanie’s mouth. Their lips stayed locked, sharing breaths and moans while Melanie regained the confidence in herself. Her hand explored up further along Megan’s back, bringing the other hand to join the first under the shirt. Both hands on her back pulled Medan tightly into Melanie’s body. Moans emanated from both women into each other’s mouths.

Megan pulled back staring into Melanie’s beautiful face. I could see Melanie’s still battered breasts pressed against her clothes, had hard raised nipples just like Megan’s. I could only imagine how that must have felt. Excited nipples being crushed together within the heat of foreplay. Megan’s longing was evident in her quietly saying, “Sweetheart let me hold you. Let me feel your beautiful body on mine.” Yet despite the desire to hold Melanie’s naked body to hers, she was letting Melanie set the pace. Melanie’s trepidation was plainly gone. She quickly unbuttoned the three small buttons on Megan’s shirt. With her shirt laid open, Megan broke their restarted kiss. The newly unbuttoned garment was wormed out from around her.

Megan looked deeply into the brilliant blue eyes across from her and asked, “Are you sure you are ok and ready for this?” It was a subtle question for permission to remove Melanie’s small uniform.

“Yes, I love you and you love me. And no man will ever get in the way of that.” Melanie said gazing back at the green eyes of her female lover. I felt the dig at me. She was virtually panting with anticipation of Megan’s body pressing to hers as the buttons of her own uniform were undone. She, too, snaked the shirt from her body. Once her shirt was discarded, Melanie again wrapped her arms around Megan’s torso. With their flat taut stomachs pressed together, their lips found each other again. Their tongues danced to the music of moans they emitted.

Being pulled together again, Megan’s fingers ran through the golden locks they had left earlier. Her intensity manifested in mashing her lips demandingly into Melanie’s. Melanie met Megan’s demand and matched it with her own. Her embrace kept their bodies in contact. The nubile skin stuck together where it touched. They caressed each other where their bras did not block them.

Seemingly, their bras became a hindrance to realizing the pleasure of full-body contact. Melanie’s hands pulled Megan’s bra away from her body, exposing creamy white breasts. Melanie’s breasts were still sore and battered under her removed bra.

It was the first time Megan had seen the full abuse her friend’s breast had taken. I think it was a feeling of responsibility at causing the blotched breast had Megan say, “Oh sweetie I am so sorry.” With all signs of lust pushed aside, it was with loving care she bent down and kissed her way around the left breast. Megan kissed the purple areas over and over as Melanie ran her fingers through Megan’s hair directing her. The caring and longing to heal her friend’s wounds shined through initially. It faded as her caressing the pert globes continued. Gradually the heat of lust returned to Megan. She began to lick and lightly tease the hard nipples on Melanie’s tits.

Melanie kept Megan captive over her left tit. She didn’t try to escape having full access to the hard nub, she was orally pleasuring. Having had Melanie’s breast in my mouth in the past long ago, I knew her panting was radiated to Megan’s tongue and lips via her breast. The erotic feeling of the heaving breast and hardened nipple surely had Megan’s juices flowing, if not she was dead below the waist. Megan was doing a good job at gratifying Melanie’s needs, as she thrust her chest out feeding Megan’s waiting mouth her hardened nipples. Megan’s tongue left a sheen of its healing elixir on the slightly battered nubs leaving them excited and fully alive.

Megan provided the stimulation Melanie begged for, “Oh yes, suck on me ... Gawd, how I need this.”. Her tongue tip traced the outer edge of areolas that had just been in her mouth. Melanie’s moans increased as she pressed her tit back into Megan’s glorious mouth. Pulling Megan tighter onto her firm mammary, Melanie’s breast stretched Megan’s mouth. Megan gingerly stroked the breast not being crammed into her. She caressed the fleshly hard nipple in the way I knew, she loved to have hers caressed. The effects were evident as Melanie rolled them over on the makeshift bed; pressing her body down on Megan’s. Her wet crotch had soaked through the thin uniform shorts and thong I saw her put on. She dabbed Megan’s thigh with the fluid meant to lubricate her pussy for a hard cock she didn’t seem interested in ever getting.

Megan let her left hand drift down over the firm ass distance running had honed and the military help maintain. The ecstatic look on Melanie’s face made it manifestly clear, she was being turned on by her best friend. Who was giving her the pleasure she deserved after being abused at the hands of a guy that did not appreciate the exquisiteness of her body. Her covered ass lifted at the touch of a hand on it. Megan squeezed the hard butt cheeks that pressed into her hand. Melanie panting with a lust-filled voice, eked out, “Take them off.” Megan slipped her fingers in the two waistbands holding the clothing covering the ass she had been kneading. Raising up her hips, Melanie gave the hands on her hips the ability to slide her pants off. When she rose up, Megan slid Melanie’s shorts and underwear down her firm thighs to her knees. Once there, she used her feet to fully remove the unwanted garments. Megan also raised her own hips, removing the last of her clothes, while Melanie’s hands didn’t leave her breasts.

The two girls lay naked in each other’s arms, Melanie’s petite breast fed to her friend and soon-to-be lover below. Her labia fattened and opened from the extra blood flow to them. Her thighs straddled Megan’s left thigh. Her dilated folds pressed firmly on Megan’s leg, as did the hardened clit accentuating the top of the slit. On Megan’s thigh, the cunt juices of her friend roll down the crevice between her pussy lips and her still slightly reddened thigh. Megan once again began to knead her friend’s ass, pushing her up and pulling her down along her thigh. Melanie groaned at the sensation of her clit being stimulated by Megan, as she coated Megan’s skin with her seepage.

The motion initiated by Megan to stimulate Melanie’s clit, got Melanie slithering her sex on Megan’s leg. The contact of her clit on Megan had Melanie moaning, “Mmm ... faster, it so good ... faster.” Her chest heaved in Megan’s mouth, as her nipple had Megan’s cheeks pulled in. Not neglecting the need for stimulating her other nipple, one breast was replaced by the other in Megan’s experienced mouth. Again she put only her lips to the pointy end of the breast, letting Melanie determine how much of her breast would fill the oral cavity.

The grinding of her clit and nipple stimulation increased Melanie’s honey flow from between her cunt’s lips. Melanie took Megan’s hand and led it to her hot box. “Please,” was all she said. Megan having Melanie’s permission stroked the center of her friend’s sex; her fingers finding the hard button between the folds. She held Melanie’s nipple within her mouth, despite all the gasping and writhing her partner was doing. Pulling her breast from Megan’s mouth; she kissed the lips that had been bringing her pleasure. As they made out once again, Megan’s fingers had Melanie’s thighs and stomach trembling and with goosebumps. Melanie broke their kiss once again saying, “Please, in me.” Megan undoubtedly knew what to do. She inserted her finger deep in the soaking wet hole and tilted them upward just slightly, massaging the G-spot. While massaging the area she tapped her thumb against the hard clit just above her finger.

Melanie bucked and humped forward at the lasting stimulus. A low guttural growl was released and bounced off the spire’s low wall. Infused in the growl Melanie cried out, “Oh god I love you. I am cumming ... God, Megan I love you.” Melanie again mashed her lips to her lover’s lips, sucking in the air the giver of her pleasure expelled.

Megan broke their lip’s contact. “Please,” She gasped,” let me taste you. My tongue and your sweetness can wash the evil of the other night.” Evidently, Megan felt the need to have Melanie’s blessing this time to put her lips on her lover’s most sacred spot. Instead of engaging it without asking, as she likely had many times before.

“Oh yes.” Melanie clung to Megan as she rolled to her back bringing her lover’s naked body atop her own. She spread her legs wide and gently guided the redhead down her body. Megan kissed and let her tongue trail down between the wide cleavage. She poked her tongue in the dainty belly button on Melanie’s fit stomach.

At the top of Melanie’s mons, Megan got a whiff of the sweet aroma of Melanie’s spend, “God, I love your scent. It smells like heaven.” Megan attached her lips around the hole oozing the opaque fluid not allowing any more of the precious fluid to be wasted. She drank it down. Looking up from her lover’s parted thighs she added, “and, it tastes like it too.” The suction and contact of Megan’s tongue stuffed into her orifice licked the upper wall near Melanie’s G-spot. It had Melanie bucking while holding the red hair of the girl firmly entrenched in her cunt. Megan lapped at the sloshing cunt flesh. She grazed her tongue over all of Melanie’s labia inside and out between running her tongue deep into the spasming vagina.

Melanie pulled Megan away when the pleasure had her writhing. She whimpered, “Enough, I can’t take any more.”

Megan crawled up the panting body of her female partner. Grinning wide she ran her tongue over her lips enjoying the taste of Melanie. Before pressing her cum coated lips to Melanie’s she teased, “I know you enjoyed this.”

“Oh god yes.” Melanie panted out. She pulled Megan to kiss her. Their tongues danced for a while before Melanie said, “Your turn.”

I didn’t think Megan would turn down having Melanie nose deep in her snatch at that moment. I was right, and Megan said just loud enough for me to hear,” Ok, but we can’t linger here all night. And there is still Rusty”

“Don’t worry about him, I know he will get his,” Melanie whispered into Megan’s ear not so quietly. She sounded so confident in the statement. Like she’d make sure of it.

Melanie sucked in the tiny ear lobe hanging gracefully in front of her lips. She slid her tongue around the edge of Megan’s petite flesh pressed between her moist lips. The light touch of the sensually smooth lobe progressed to nibbling the organ. Melanie let the tip of her tongue taste the inner edges and ridges of Megan’s right ear, while the sighs of her partner emanated. Megan grasped Melanie’s blonde locks tight, keeping Melanie in place.

From Melanie’s lips passed her breathless, “Oh gawd baby I can’t wait to have you, in my mouth.”

Melanie bit down on the lobe pulling on it as she informed Megan through her clenched teeth. “That is just the beginning of what I’ll do to you. Have a taste of what follows.” She took the whole of Megan’s small ear into her mouth. Holding the ear between her lips, Melanie began fucking her tongue in the small canal. She alternated deep jabs of her wet muscle into the depths of the passageway and tentative rapid flicks of its tip at the entrance. Her hand found its way down the lithe bare skin of Megan’s lower back to her rounded cheeks. Melanie seized a handful of Megan’s firm ass. She matched the pressure applied to her own ass the whole time grinding their pelvises together. Her oral demonstrations of what was to come, also, carried on.

After minutes of grinding their uncovered sexes and her oral dynamics within Megan’s ear, Melanie’s illustration of what was to come ended. She ended the exhibition with a sweep of her tongue over Megan’s ear’s tragus as she brushed her cheek and then her lips across Megan’s temple. Her mouth found its way to the brow not inches from it at that moment.

Melanie worked her way across the ridge lapping the bridge of the girl’s nose as she cross to the other brow. She grazed Megan’s eyelids with her agile tongue leaving a sheen of her mouth’s moister as eye shadow. In her excitement, she crushed her nipples ever the harder into Megan’s.

Melanie held tight in the adoring arms of her female lover, worked her kisses away from Megan’s eyelids back to her awaiting mouth. Once again their mouths were attached fully open taking in one another’s breath sharing the air around them as their tongues danced. Maintaining her hold on Megan’s ass, Melanie’s fingertips dipped deep in the crack between the cheeks as she cup the firm flesh. She used her well-placed hands maneuvering the body on her up slightly, giving her lips access to the creamy white skin of Megan’s neck. Lightly she brushed her lips around the girl’s silken neck. I could hear the cooing of Megan as Melanie nibbled and collapsed her lips around the delicate skin tasting it as she went.

Melanie positioned Megan getting more and greater access to the girl’s neck and soft indention at her collar bone. And exposed her full breast to Megan’s exploring hands. While Melanie caressed the nape of Megan’s neck with her drawn-out kisses. Megan caressed Melanie’s nipple, again, gently running circles around it with her fingertip. Megan’s coos and passionate mewling began to mix with Melanie’s. Melanie steered Megan around. Her lips and tip of her tongue teasing and searching out every inch of skin at the base of Megan’s neck and up her ravishing collarbones. As Megan was adjusted, her seeking to stimulate Melanie’s nipple changed from one breast to the other. Megan used the same feather-light brushing of her fingertip around the outer edge of Melanie’s areola. They responded in kind, hardening with the nipple standing proud in the center. Megan rolled the stiffened nub in her fingers. While Melanie’s panting breath fell on her skin as she continued kissing her neck.

Melanie rolled Megan over on her back, giving homage to the succulent breast below her. She raked her teeth lightly over the milk-less teat while she pressed the whole of her finger flat across Megan’s rosebud. Megan groaned when the pressure on her anus ended, and Melanie’s finger slid out of her crack. I had anal sex with all women that had come to me since the first day but hadn’t ever thought of doing it with Megan. But there she was prepared for the entry of the finger into her depths. Moaning and panting as if she wanted it.

With Megan finally, under Melanie, her legs spread allowing Melanie to lay between them. Melanie closed her lips little by little traversing her way up the coned breast in her mouth. When her teeth once again raked over the full areolas and hard nipple, Megan held her breath. Slightly above the pointed tit, Melanie traced the backside of her fingernail up the outside of the gasping mound. Megan rocked her hips into Melanie’s bare stomach, as the stimulation of the fingernail was capped off with Melanie blowing her breath across her wetted tit. “Oh god ... please feed on me ... make love to me forever.”