Tember Falls 04

September and Samirah shared their first kiss and enjoyed a wonderful first date. What comes next is a mystery to them both.

The drive home for Samirah was surreal; she couldn't believe the night she had just experienced.

September was all she could think about. She wondered and hoped she hadn't been too forward with kissing her. It just felt right. When September kissed her back, she just melted. She couldn't wait to see her again.

September unlocked the door and walked into her apartment, feeling as if she had floated all the way home. She had a permanent smile that, no matter what she did, wouldn't disappear.

She was so caught up in her thoughts she didn't notice Sapphire standing in the middle of the room with her hand on her hip.

"Well, are you just going to stand there, or are you going to tell me how the night went?"

September and her sister spent the next hour reliving the night's events through September's mind.

Sapphire looked at her sister after she finished telling her about the date--because that's what it was--and just shook her head. "Mm-mm, baby, you've got it bad. So, when are you going to see each other again?"

It was as if Samirah read her sister's mind because she texted September.

-I had an amazing time with you tonight. If you're not doing anything tomorrow night, I would love to cook for you at my place.

September just smiled as she texted back her reply:

-I would love that! What time works for you? And do you need me to bring anything?

Samirah texted back her address and told her she didn't need to do anything but show up, that she would take care of the rest.

September looked at her sister with nervous energy. "She invited me to her house tomorrow night. She wants to cook for me!"

Sapphire burst out laughing. "Bitch, let's go to the market real quick."

September looked at her sister like she was crazy. "For what?!"

Sapphire just patted her sister on the back. "If you're going to her house tomorrow night, we've got less than 24 hours to stuff you with fresh pineapples and cranberry juice."

September held her sides, laughing at her sister. "Why do you assume that we're going to have sex tomorrow?"

Sapphire looked at her sister with a serious face. "Because I know. Now, let's go."

September spent the rest of the night and most of the day sipping cranberry juice and eating pineapples.

As it got closer to the time to get ready, she ran a bath and soaked in bath oil. She washed her body, making sure to get every nook and cranny. She used Nair to get rid of any stubborn hairs. She finished her shower with a coconut mango body scrub. She rubbed her body down with lotion of the same scent.

September had pulled her hair into a messy bun.

It was a cool night. She decided on a thin, extra-long cardigan, a white crop top, and low-rise jeans. On her feet, she wanted to be completely comfortable, so she decided on all-white Chucks.

She walked out into the living room where her sister was still there with her current girlfriend. Both ladies gave her a nod of approval.

September leaned down to kiss the top of her sister's head.

"Wish me luck."

September stood at the little flower stall for ten whole minutes, contemplating whether she should buy flowers for Samirah. In the end, she decided on a single white lily. She thought about a rose. To her, a rose was basic, and Samirah was anything but.

As she stood at the door preparing to knock, September took a deep breath and knocked.

Samirah opened the door wearing a robe and a tiny T-shirt and shorts.

She pulled September into an embrace that lingered as they both sank into each other. Samirah kissed September softly on the lips.

She talked into the kiss.

"I've been thinking about your lips all day, Tember."

"Come in, please."

September timidly walked in. She didn't know what to expect, but she was open to something new in her life. Samirah excused herself to the kitchen and brought back a bottle of wine and two glasses.

"Could you pour us a glass? Dinner is almost ready, and would you mind turning on some music? The radio is behind you."

September poured the wine and got up to choose music right for the mood. Samirah had an impressive music selection; she even had some vinyl and a vintage record player.

Picking up an old Phyllis Hyman record, she played "First Time Together." It seemed perfect for this night.

Samirah brought out the food, and we sat down to eat. The food was amazing; she was a terrific cook. After we ate, she just stared at me.

The next words she spoke caused wetness to leak down my leg.

"Tember, do you think I could taste you now? I know I should wait, but I'm craving you, and it's making me crazy."

She didn't wait for me to respond but instead grabbed my hand and led me to her bedroom.

Once we were in there, she slid my sweater off my shoulder and placed a soft kiss there, repeating on the other side. Moving to my collarbone, she kissed there as well. She placed her hand on my waist and slid her fingers up my stomach until they reached my bra, and she smoothly but expertly went under the bra and squeezed my breast completely. I hadn't even noticed, but I was actually panting.

She looked at me and smiled.

"Relax, baby, I got you."

As she kissed my neck, she pushed my pants downward, and I kicked off my shoes and stepped out of them. She reached in between my legs and cupped my sex, allowing one lone finger to slip between the moist folds and tap at my clit. At the same moment, her mouth found my nipples, which were so hard I was afraid it would cut her tongue. But with the precision of a painter, she stroked my nipple like a canvas.

Before I knew it, all my clothes were off, and she had pushed me back on the bed. She used her legs to spread my legs open, and she continued to finger my clit. She brought her mouth to mine and kissed me deeply and passionately. I could feel the urgency of her need in this kiss, and it fueled me.

I allowed my hands to explore her body and glide down to her ass that I realized was bare; I didn't even remember her taking her clothes off. I took both hands and kneaded her ass like I was molding clay, and she moaned her approval.

She then snaked her way down my body and, using her hands to spread me open, she dipped her tongue inside of me, and that first lick sent me spinning, and I came immediately.

She made her tongue straight and rigid and slid it in and out of my hole like a dick, fucking me into submission.

My body ached with pressure, and I clenched the sheets as she stabbed me with that tongue over and over. I couldn't tell between coming and not coming. All the sensations were blending together.

She brought her mouth to my clit, and she lightly bit it. I was screaming and delirious at this point. She danced on my clit, biting, sucking, nibbling, and blowing on it. I was panting and trying desperately to back away from her. But she was relentless and didn't let up; instead, she added a finger to my pussy and fingered me achingly slow as she sucked my pussy.

I've lost track of time and orgasms. When she flipped me over and put me on my knees, she told me not to move.

I was secretly grateful for the break. But it wasn't for long. I heard what sounded like a bottle being squeezed, and she was on her knees behind me.

She placed her hands on my ass and spread them wide before I could speak. She slid what felt like the longest, thickest dick ever inside of my pussy and started to fuck me with more skill than any man I've ever had. She moved her body like waves crashing into me.

She fucked me for maybe 20 minutes, made me come three more times before pulling out and laying on the bed beside me.

She stroked that dildo like a real dick and told me,

"Come here, baby. Come ride me till I come."

Those words were my undoing, and all I wanted to do was please her. I climbed on top of her and allowed that dick to bottom out in my pussy. I leaned forward, using her stomach for leverage. I started to slam my pussy onto her dick, rotating my hips.

Something came over me, and I put my lips on her nipples and started sucking them, grinding on her dick. I felt myself about to come yet again when I felt Samirah pushing herself into me with her eyes closed, biting her lip.

I knew she was about to come, so I started meeting her upward thrust with a downward thrust of my own. Throwing my head back, I got lost in the feeling, and I could only faintly hear Samirah moaning my name over and over, throwing her dick up into me.

Then something happened that had never happened before: I felt this intense pressure, so I leaned back on her dick and came again. This time, liquid squirted out from me all over us. The pressure was so intense that it pushed Samirah out of me.

She rubbed the liquid all over herself, moaning.

"Damn, Tember, who knew you were a squirter?"

Catching my breath, I said, "Not me. That's one of many firsts for me tonight."

Samirah grabbed me and pulled me to her and whispered, "And I hope it's not the last."