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I’d felt a deep desire for Harry from the first moment I saw her. She always seemed to have one woman, or another draped all over her and I would have given anything for that to be me. I wanted her to look at me like she’d never seen anyone more beautiful, never wanted anyone more. Then I wanted her lips on mine, a hard possessive kiss as she pushes me up against the wall. Her hands under my shirt caressing my tits. Her mouth moving up my neck, sucking my earlobe and then whispering, “I want to fuck you.”
The problem was she never seemed to notice me. I felt like I could walk in here naked as the day I was born and she would still pay attention to anyone but me. Why is that? Am I not her type? Not pretty enough? Maybe my soft butch appearance would lead her to believe that I’m not as easily controlled as those femmes she always takes home. I suppose a more confident person would just approach Harry themselves but that’s just not who I am.
I had a sudden idea as to how I might get Harry to look my way, now the trick was convincing my best friend to help.
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“Come on Missy please?” I tried to put my saddest puppy dog look on my face as I pleaded with my friend.
“There is no way Sara is going to be ok with me playing bait to attract that hot woman you’ve been drooling over for months,” Missy said as she reached for her glass of wine.
“It isn’t like I’m asking you to sleep with anyone. All you have to do is come to the club with me and hopefully your presence will be enough to get her over to our table. I will take it from there.”
“How do you even know this will work?”
“Honestly? I don’t. But this is all I’ve got. I have been watching the type of women she leaves with, and you fit that perfectly. I would never let anything happen to you, please Missy.”
I watched as my friend’s face scrunched up, a sure sign she was actually giving this some thought. We had known each other since we were ten, but this had to be the craziest thing I had ever asked of her. Sure, there were no guarantees that Harry would be any more attracted to Missy than she was to me but I had to try. I just knew if I could get Harry to fuck me then I could finally put this obsession with her to rest.
“Ok Skye, you’re my best friend and you know I would do just about anything for you.”
“But?”
“No but, not really. So long as Sara is cool with it then I will go to the club with you. I won’t do anything to try to garner attention though and drinks are on you.”
“Sold! I knew there was a reason I kept you around!!”
“Yeah, yeah. Don’t get too excited just yet, the wife still has to say yes.”
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A week later Missy and I were on an elevator riding up towards the nightclub on the top floor of the building. When we had told Sara what I wanted she had just laughed and said, “You two are something else. I can’t wait to hear how this goes.”
Missy was currently wearing a blue dress that showed off her curves but had just the barest hint of cleavage. I had decided to stick to my normal club outfit, dark jeans and a black button down that was shaped just right to show off my sizeable chest while still hiding the slight padding on my belly.
“You know if you would just wear a dress yourself maybe you wouldn’t need me to tag along.” Missy said as she adjusted her dress.
“I think we both know that there is nothing more unnatural than me in a dress,’ I replied just as the elevator dinged and the door opened.
“Just because you feel like you don’t look good in a dress doesn’t mean that others see you the same way.”
I hadn’t worn a dress in years and had no desire to do so any time soon, but I kept my response to myself.
Before I opened the door, I put my hand on Missy’s arm and said, “You can still bail if you want, I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.”
“Very sweet of you Skye but we’ve made it this far so let’s just get this over with.”
We walked through the doors of the club, the loud thumping music enveloping us. A large crowd was on the dance floor along with several others lined up at the bar. Missy found us a small table off to the side while I went to grab us drinks. I had my head on a swivel constantly checking to see if I could spot Harry but she didn’t seem to be in here just yet.
Once I had our beers in hand I walked back over to where Missy was sitting and put the pints on the table before sitting down.
“It sure is loud in here tonight,” she practically screamed in my ear.
“Yeah, it is always like this though. Kind of part of the whole club vibe.”
“I suppose. I don’t see the object of your affection here tonight.”
“I’m sure she’s around somewhere, I promise we won’t stay too late.”
“I’m not doing this again,” Missy said with a stern look on her face.
“I know. I know.” We continued talking as much as we could with the music blasting in our ears and took in the scenery around us. There were always plenty of very attractive women here to drool over but I only had eyes for one so I really hoped she would show up before Missy got impatient and made us leave.
Nearly an hour later there was still no sign of Harry, and I was beginning to think she wasn’t going to make an appearance tonight. Missy told me she would sit here through exactly one more beer and then she was leaving, with or without me.
I was standing at the bar waiting on the bartender to finish pouring our beers when I glanced back towards Missy and noticed a familiar figure sitting in my chair. Harry. My nerves suddenly kicked in and I was totally stuck in my head when a voice said “Hey, your drinks are ready.” I turned towards the bar and thanked the man behind the counter as I handed the money over. Taking a deep breath, I picked up the beers and made my way back to the table, focused on what I would say in hopes of not making myself look stupid.
“Hello, pet,” Harry said as I placed the pints on the table, confidence oozing out of her with just those two small words.
Missy suddenly turned her head towards where I was standing and said, “Oh, there you are,” a sly smile on her face. “I was just telling Harry here about how you dragged me out tonight.”
Panic coursed through me, and it must have shown on my face because Missy laughed before saying, “Relax, I just told her you wanted to go out but didn’t want to go alone.”
I glanced over at Harry and noticed a curious look on her face, as if she wanted to ask us something but instead she said, “I should let you two get back to your night then.”
Missy immediately stood from her chair as she said, “I think Skye would prefer you stay.” I felt my face turn bright red but Missy didn’t notice and continued, “Besides, I have a date with my wife downstairs.”
She hadn’t said anything to me about meeting Sara here, so I asked, “In the VIP lounge?”
“Nope, one floor above that.”
“The Clava Sexus?” I asked in a shocked tone.
“Yes, dear friend, that would be the one. It never hurts to spice things up a bit when you’ve been together as long as we have. Anyway, Harry it was a pleasure meeting you. Skye, I will call you tomorrow.”
Missy gave me a knowing look and squeezed my hand as she leaned in to whisper, “You’ve got this, I want all the details tomorrow.”
I watched Missy walk out of the club before I sat down and glanced nervously at Harry, completely unsure of what to even say now that I finally had her attention.
“You seem nervous, want to tell me why?” Harry asked as she made eye contact with me.
“I uh,” I wasn’t sure how to tell her I’d been crushing on her for months. ‘Just spit it out’ I told myself as I looked everywhere but at Harry’s face, too shy to maintain the eye contact.
Yes, just spit it out, pet.
Woah… was that Harry’s voice in my head?
I felt her finger under my chin, and she directed my face to look towards hers. Her different colored eyes held something in them, but it wasn’t judgement.
“The truth is, I have had a crush on you the last few months so to be sitting here with you after all this time is a bit nerve wracking.”
“Would it help you to know that I’ve had my eye on you as well?”
What. “Uh, me? You’ve been watching me?”
“Why does that surprise you?” Harry asked as her fingers intertwined with mine on the table.
“Because no one ever seems to notice me, and I guess since you never approached me, I just assumed your attentions were being held elsewhere.”
“Well, I did notice you. I only waited to speak to you because I hoped you would work up the courage to approach me yourself. Then I saw you with your friend tonight and thought I might have missed an opportunity with you. I find you very attractive and want nothing more than to show you just how much.”
Wow. “Uh, I would like that very much.” My stomach was about to explode from the amount of nerves coursing through me. Harry smiled and then looked at me with an intense gaze as if she was trying to look into my soul. I felt a strange sensation building in my chest, almost a pins and needles type of feeling that steadily grew in intensity before Harry finally stood and pulled me up by the hand she was still holding.
“Are you ready?”
A new confidence overtook me, and I said, “Oh yes, very ready.”
She kept hold of my hand as she led me through the club, down a narrow hallway and into what I assumed was Harry’s personal loft. We continued through the living room, and I took notice of the floor to ceiling windows that showcased a beautiful view of Edinburgh. I had a brief vision of being pushed against those windows, Harry behind me with her fingers deep inside me and felt a shudder go through me.
Maybe next time, pet.
How did she keep speaking in my head like that?
That’s a question for another day…
We walked into her bedroom, where she shut the door and then pushed me up against it. Her hand that had been holding mine was now on my cheek, her other hand on my hip as she moved in closer and brushed her lips against mine. A slight moan escaped my mouth at the brief contact. I noticed a glint in Harry’s eyes before she captured my lips and wasted no time in seeking entrance with her tongue. Her soft lips gliding against mine as our tongues dueled for control, I could feel myself getting wet and wanted more. Harry’s hand slid under my shirt as our kiss continued, the skin on skin contact nearly causing my knees to buckle and she hadn’t even touched anything beyond my stomach. She broke our kiss and I groaned but the look on her face told me she was only getting started.
“Tell me what you want,” she whispered in my ear before taking my earlobe in her mouth and lightly sucking on it.
In a rare bold move I replied, “I want you naked, I need to see all of you.”
She stepped away from me but kept eye contact as she began to slowly remove her clothing. Shirt off over her head, boots kicked off, belt unbuckled, jeans unbuttoned and pushed down before being pulled off her feet and moved aside. Her sports bra and boxers soon followed, and I could almost feel myself drooling at the sight before me. From the first time I had seen Harry I’d imagined this moment but the pictures in my head had not done this woman justice. Long, lean legs leading to a center I couldn’t wait to get my mouth on. Her taut, muscled stomach made my fingers itch with the desire to touch her, and her breasts made my mouth water.
Harry pulled me into the center of the room and began kissing me again as my hands wandered down to caress her six-pack. She felt so good, and I wanted to touch her everywhere. I ended the kiss and leaned down to take a hard nipple in my mouth, licking and sucking which elicited soft, breathless moans from Harry’s mouth. I soon moved to the other breast showing it just as much love as I had the other one until Harry pulled away from my mouth and once again directed my gaze to meet hers.
“Your turn, pet. I want you naked, now.”
I wasted no time in doing exactly as I was told, silently cursing myself for wearing this stupid button-down shirt that was slowing my progress. I finally got everything off, including the matching lace bra and panties that seemed to be a huge hit with Harry, and stood there so she could look me over. I was hit with a wave of insecurity as I compared Harry’s body to mine. She was tall where I was not, her skin tanned where mine was pasty white, her well-defined stomach rivaling the soft curves of my own. As if sensing my negative thoughts, Harry stepped close to me, wrapped her arms around my waist and began kissing her way up my neck. She licked the spot below my earlobe before saying “You’re absolutely beautiful, don’t ever let anyone tell you any different.”
My confidence soared. Oh, she was good.
Harry’s mouth was back on mine, tongue searching for more, as she started to walk back towards the bed pulling me with her. When her legs hit the edge of the bed her mouth moved down my neck, lips leaving a wet trail as she went. Soon my left breast was in her mouth, and I felt the flood between my thighs grow. After she spent several minutes worshipping each breast she stood back up and locked eyes with me. That pins and needles sensation returned momentarily, erasing the slight anxiety that had tried to pop up. Harry then sat on the edge of the bed, leaned back on her elbows and spread her legs wide.
“On your knees, I want your mouth on me.” Her tone was demanding but not uncaring and I had the feeling that Harry always got what she wanted from these encounters. There was no chance that I would leave her disappointed.
A low growl escaped my mouth as I dropped to the floor and put my hands on her knees. The scent of Harry’s desire was intoxicating and as I ran my tongue through her soaked folds, I knew I could easily become addicted to the sweet taste of her. I wondered, had I made her this wet?
Do you see someone else here?
I sure did not and knowing what I had already done to her it encouraged me to continue with my ministrations. I flattened my tongue and began a slow, steady rhythm up and down her pussy. Up, circle her clit, down, tease her entrance. Over and over again I moved, Harry’s hands now in my hair trying to pull me tight against her center. When I finally pulled her clit into my mouth and began to suck, her moans increased and I heard Harry say, “Inside, now.” I slid two fingers inside her, my own moan escaping against her clit as I delighted in the feeling of being inside her. More, pet. I added a third finger and began to move faster, in and out of her. Harry had fallen back against the mattress, no longer able to support herself on her elbows and her chest moved rapidly with her breath. I noticed her eyes close at the same time her walls tightened around my fingers, so I increased my speed and curled my fingers, impatient to feel her climax. With my fingers and mouth working in unison it wasn’t long before her abdominal muscles clenched and a loud series of moans tumbled out of her mouth, followed by a flood that was released right into my own waiting mouth. So fucking good. I wanted to spend more time savoring her, but she tugged on my free arm in order to direct me to join her up on the bed. Her hand drew my head closer, and we were soon lost in another deep kiss, Harry obviously enjoying the taste of herself on my tongue. When the kiss ended, I laid my head on her shoulder, slowly pulled my fingers out of her and tried to catch my breath.
Harry ran her fingers through my hair, and I could feel her heartbeat start to slow down. “Now that you’ve taken care of me, what can I do for you?” Her voice extra rough after her climax.
I knew exactly what I wanted from her and surprisingly I didn’t hesitate to tell her. I lifted my head to look at her and replied, “I want you to fuck me… with your cock.” It was pure instinct that made me think Harry would be able to fulfill my request and that gleam in her eyes not only confirmed that I was right but that somehow Harry had known what I would ask of her.
“Get on your hands and knees.”
Oh fuck yes.
I got into position as Harry dug through the bedside table. She climbed back on the bed behind me, and she nudged my legs a little further apart. A coil of anticipation built inside me as I waited for Harry to start fucking me. When her fingers moved through my wet pussy, a moan of desire escaped her lips. I then felt the tip of her strap-on at my entrance and attempted to move back to encourage her inside.
“Patience.”
Harry laughed when I groaned but that was quickly followed by her slowly sliding inside me. I felt her thick cock stretch my inner walls as she held still for a moment and allowed my body to adjust to her girth. Slowly she pulled back out and then without warning slammed back inside me. The rapid movement threw me off balance and forced me from my hands onto my forearms, the new angle allowing Harry to move even deeper inside me. She started to thrust in and out of me, my pussy clenched tight around her, and I knew it wouldn’t take me long to come, I had already been right on the edge after devouring her. Harry’s cock felt incredible inside me, but I needed more. Before I could beg for it, her hand moved to my center, her thrusts continuing as her fingers began a circular pattern on my engorged clit. My hips moved along at the same rhythm as Harry’s now and I cried out, “Harder. Please, Harry.” She growled behind me and began to fuck me harder. I could feel the orgasm building and within seconds it thundered through my body. “Oh fuck, oh yes,” I screamed. Wave after wave continued and the aftershocks were strong enough to make my knees buckle beneath me. Harry collapsed on top of me and began to place soft kisses all over my back as my body attempted to recover.
As I worked to catch my breath, Harry whispered in my ear, “I bet you taste amazing after you’ve come.” Before I could respond she gently pulled her cock out of me and then turned me onto my back. I watched as she removed her harness, put it to the side and laid down between my legs, her tongue soon moving through my wet folds. I thought to myself ‘There is no way I’m capable of another orgasm’ but Harry was set on proving that thought wrong and she soon captured my clit in her mouth, sucking hard. Her hands were on my nipples, pinching each one as her mouth continued its assault on me. I was hardly a virgin, but the things Harry’s mouth made me feel were beyond anything else I had ever experienced. I had the blankets bunched in my hands and my eyes rolled back in my head just as another intense wave built in my core. Come hard for me, pet. Those words were enough to send me over the edge. I screamed out her name as the orgasm crashed through me and a powerful surge coursed along every nerve ending within me. I felt Harry’s lips move slowly up my body before she finally laid down next to me, but I didn’t have the strength to open my eyes just yet.
I had no idea how much time had actually passed but my heartbeat was almost back to normal when I felt Harry get up from the bed. I rolled to my side and watched as she picked up her discarded clothing before putting everything on. She walked back to the bed and said, “I hate to rush off, but I have been alerted to a situation in the nightclub, so I need to go.”
I hadn’t heard a cell phone ring but that didn’t mean much when my senses weren’t quite back in working order just yet. I’d had no delusions that Harry would want me to stay with her in bed all night, but it still sucked that she had to go so quickly.
“Stay as long as you need to, pet.” Her parting words were followed by a soft kiss on my lips. I watched her walk out of the bedroom and then slowly sat up on the bed, not really wanting to stay here without her.
By the way, I think you’d look quite lovely in a dress.
What?
Harry’s laughter drifted in from the other room before I heard the front door close behind her. I moved off the bed, my legs slightly wobbly beneath me, but I was still able to get dressed and then make my way out of Harry’s loft to head home.
As I got into the elevator, I heard an unfamiliar but seductive voice in my head. Thanks for warming her up, toots.
I smiled and thought, ‘Clearly Harry’s night of fun is far from over.’
The end.