(Continued from Maddie – 2)
It took Chelsea more than a moment to register what Maddie said but read her eyes immediately. But not ‘immediately’ enough. The erstwhile submissive school girl grabbed her wrist and with a quick “Come on!” almost dragged her out the door. Still warm and slick from the scene they had just played Chelsea let herself be dragged-happy to turn over the reins. They stopped in the room where they met to pick up Maddie’s book bag and rushed down the hall to a back staircase which they ascended.
“You know this house?” Chelsea asked.
“Only so far-had to pee as soon as I got here…”
Off the stairs they scampered down a hall to a large bedroom softly washed in the yellow glow of a few tiffany lamps. Maddie, still pulling, dragged Chelsea inside and shut the door behind them, snapping a latch. She turned, yanked Chelsea to her chest before releasing her wrist. Chelsea surrendered herself to the kiss and the squeeze of the girl’s arms encircling her waist–hands exploring up her back then down across her ass. The entwining arms tightened and for a moment Chelsea thought she might have to back away-if she could-so strong was Maddie’s desperate embrace.
Maddie broke away first, sliding her face only far enough to speak. “Go and wipe that shit off your face”, she breathed nodding toward a candlelit powder room opposite the bed.
“You mean my perfectly applied zombie makeup?” she teased.
Maddie kissed her again-lighter this time with a little nibble to her bottom lip and a hard squeeze of butt-cheek.
“I don’t want it smudging off on the insides of my thighs-or all over my ass.” Maddie released her and began unbuttoning her blouse. “Go” she said with a little push.
Chelsea worked quickly in the bathroom, pulling her shirt and sports bra over her head and tossing them into a heap. There was cold cream, soap everything she needed laid out on a table-definitely a woman’s bathroom. She wondered in her lusty mind if there would be a price to pay for using someone else’s stuff so freely. She worked quickly, the buzz in her crotch building as she cleaned and got closer to being finished.
She shivered at the reflection that she knew so well. The wide, boyish shoulders and angular build, firm if small breasts, flat stomach…her damp hair slicked straight back. Her hands lingered on her belt as her mind whirled through the previous two hours. She had revealed more of herself this evening than she had in the past year. She didn’t know how she felt about it but, right then, as the shivers brought a weakness to her knees, she wasn’t sure she cared.
“Take them down”, came Maddie’s throaty voice from the bed. The door to the powder room was cracked giving the girl a perfect view of her ablutions. She watched naked, propped on pillows with her finger gently stroking the wet place that craved a little less tenderness.
Chelsea gave herself up to the tremors washing through her and watched, strangely disengaged, as wisps of blond hair appeared above her loosening jeans. She allowed them to slide down leaving her nude but for the ‘I need a spanking’ underpants. Too charged to appreciate the joke Maddie said, “Those too…”
She slipped them off. “Now get in here…”
Chelsea tried for a controlled deliberate approach, but fell on Maddie like a starving guest at the buffet table not knowing what to try first. Maddi’s thrusting chest solved the problem. Her nipples were thick lozenges that gave softly to the bite and Chelsea was just settling into them when Maddi, sucking air between her teeth rolled onto her side.
“Here-here…”, she said, hiking up a leg positioning her bottom hungrily. Even in the dim light it was marked and sweetly pink. “Smack me”, she breathed roughly. “Spank me…”
“You want more?”
“Do it, dammit…”
Chelsea raised her hand and brought it down hard expecting a yelp of pain but instead rewarded with a sigh of pleasure.
The demure school girl, her legs tightly pressed together, was gone. She couldn’t open her legs wide enough rolling from one hip to the other to expose more of her bottom. She coughed and mewled lustful whimpers as the smacks rained down.
“Now!” She gasped, not too far gone in her bliss to offer directions. “Squeeze my cheeks-down there at the bottom. Squeeze and rub…”
How she moaned as Chelsea’s hands worked her thick mounds then inside-between-opening her.
“Now kiss”, she growled. “Every inch-every spot you spanked I want kissed…” She pulled a pillow to her face and pushed her legs backward and flattened. The musky aroma of hot flesh and saliva was heady and thick as Chelsea’s tongue missed not one inch of her backside then pushed her way inside to poke hungrily at Maddie’s seemingly begging asshole. She moaned and-unable to stay still- lifted higher, spreading wider, opening the way for Chelsea’s tongue to slide further under until it slipped fully into her dripping pussy. She lapped from back there until she judged the girl was close then pulled back and rolled her over clamping her mouth over the smoothly waxed mound.
“Make me come…please make me come…” Maddie breathed, grabbing handfuls of Chelsea’s hair. It didn’t take long. Chelsea withstood the head squeezing bucking and rode the orgasmic waves to shore where the legs pinning her head eventually fell open. Chelsea rested her head on the soft cushion of thigh and licked the glistening leavings from her lips enjoying the feel of the girl’s hand stroking her hair.
“I’m Maddie”, she said.
“Chelsea”, she answered speaking directly into her shining vagina. “Nice to meetcha.”