Emma's Awakening Pt. 09

Emma's phone rang. She picked up.

"Hi Emma, it's April."

"Oh hi April, this is a surprise."

"Well I called because I want to ask you on a date."

"A date? You mean with Kyle?"

"No, just you and me. I had such a nice time with you the other night, I thought there was a spark between us."

"I had a nice time too, and yes, there was some chemistry. But I'm not looking for romance if that's what you had in mind. It's just the sex."

"I'm happy with sex, or more if you want. I just thought that you might like some girl time."

The dynamic had changed. Emma was now more assertive.

"Yes, I'd like some more girl action. What did you have in mind?"

"Well, I thought maybe I could pick you up and we could go somewhere for a date on Saturday night, and then maybe come back to my place afterwards for... you know."

"I'm up for that. I just want to run it by Max. What time were you thinking?"

"Pick you up at 6.30?"

"Sounds great. Just let me confirm but I think it should be OK, I'll see you then."

After Max gets home from work, Emma tells him about April's proposal. He's a little surprised but tells Emma if that's what she wants, he's OK with it.

Saturday night, 6.30, April arrives to pick Emma up. She knocks on the door and Max opens it. He says, "Hi April, lovely to see you again."

"Hi Max, you too."

Emma comes to the door. She's drop-dead gorgeous tonight. She's chosen a simple, elegant outfit, black bra barely visible through a white top, black skirt, flat shoes, red lipstick, mascara. Classy.

"Wow," April says, "you look... edible."

"Thank you, you look nice too."

April's outfit is a red satin short strappy dress, sans bra. It's overtly sexy. She has black lipstick, dark eye makeup, heels. Fuckable.

April takes Emma's hand. As they head out the door Emma kisses Max and says, "See you tomorrow."

"You girls have a nice night," he says, smiling.

April drives to the restaurant, an intimate Italian place. They walk in, holding hands, a few heads turning their way as the two attractive women walk by. They are shown to their table in the back corner. The waiter hands them the drinks list and Emma chooses an expensive champagne. The waiter returns and pours two glasses. Emma sips hers. Perfect. The two women clink glasses.

"To us," Emma says.

"To us," April repeats, looking Emma squarely in the eye.

The waiter returns with menus. Emma chooses mushroom risotto, April goes for traditional bolognese. They chat while waiting for their meals to be served.

Emma says, "It was forward of you to ask me on a date".

April replies, "Well, like I said, I thought there was a spark between us, electricity, and I wanted you to myself for a while. Not sharing."

Emma slips her shoes off and reaches April's leg with her toes. April smiles with the contact.

Emma, "It was my first time with a woman, with you the other night. I wasn't really sure but it was so good. You were so good. I'm seeing other women differently now."

The meals arrive and are delicious, although the two women are not really concentrating on the food. Emma has another glass of champagne, then another. April drinks water - she has to drive after this.

April calls for the bill and pays with her credit card. It's been an expensive night but she thinks it will pay off. They leave, holding hands. When they get to the car, April opens Emma's door for her, being the perfect date. Emma leans forward and they kiss.

She says, "Let's get to yours".

April can't wait. She drives to her apartment. She unlocks the door. She kicks her shoes off. Emma slips hers off. It's a compact studio. April asks if Emma would like a gin and tonic.

"Yes please," she answers.

"You look so good tonight," April says.

"Good enough to eat?" Emma asks, teasing.

"Yes, good enough to eat," April confirms.

Emma continues, "Well it's just us tonight and you can eat me as much as you want."

She kisses April, probing her with her tongue. Emma is feeling bold. April is more acustomed to being the dominant partner when it comes to sex, but tonight Emma is leading the way. April suggests that they go to the balcony attached to the studio. They carry their drinks outside. There's a cool breeze and it's dark, the only light coming from inside the apartment. Some of the surrounding apartments still have lights on. Their eyes begin to adjust to the dim light. They kiss again, this time lingering.

Emma whispers, "Tell me what you want to do to me tonight."

April whispers back, "Kiss you, feel you, lick you, taste you, eat you."

"And what do you want?" Emma asks.

"To be kissed, touched, felt, licked, tasted."

"Show me where," Emma says.

"What?" April asks.

"Show me where. Take your clothes off and show me where."

April looks around. She can't see anyone on the adjacent balconies. She unzips the back of her dress and pulls it over her head, leaving just her panties. She looks around again, wondering if anyone can see her.

Emma says, "Sit down and show me."

It's clear to April now that Emma's not asking, she's ordering.

April sits in the chair opposite Emma's. "Show me," Emma repeats.

Emma's hands go to her breasts. Her nipple rings glint in the dim light. She licks her fingers and circles her nipples with them before holding her nipple rings and slightly twisting them this way and that. She closes her eyes with pleasure.

"Take your panties off," Emma orders.

April stands and removes them. She looks around again and can see a shadow at the window of a nearby apartment. It looks like someone is watching her.

She whispers, "I think someone is watching."

Emma says, "I don't care. Show me."

April resumes her seat and spreads her legs wide. Her fingers glide over her belly, down over her trimmed mound, down to her lips, swollen with desire.

"Touch yourself," Emma says.

April's fingers dance over her clit hood piercing, flicking it softly. She twitches with the sensation.

"Rub your clit," Emma tells her.

April looks to the shadow at the window. The watcher is still there. She begins to rub herself. Then she reaches down and pulls her clit hood up using the piercing. It makes her extra sensitive.

Emma says, "Stop before you come."

April continues stimulating herself, rubbing faster and then suddenly stops.

"What do you want now?" Emma demands.

"I want to come," she answers.

"Not yet," Emma says, "Let's go to bed."

April takes Emma's hand and leads her from the balcony to her bedroom. April is naked and Emma still clothed. Emma tells April to undress her. April unbuttons Emma's top and removes it, leaving her in her black bra. She pulls Emma's skirt over her hips. She's standing in her black bra and panties.

"Do you like me like this?," Emma asks, "or more like this?" she says, removing her underwear.

"Like that," April says.

Emma lays on the bed. April follows her. They embrace and kiss. Both are very horny.

Emma says, "You said earlier that I looked good enough to eat."

April replies, "Yes. I did and you do."

"Well, are you going to fuck me with your tongue?"

April doesn't answer. Instead she takes Emma's nipple in her mouth, sucking deeply. She kisses her belly button, then her smooth mound. Emma spreads her legs and April positions herself between them. April tentatively touches Emma's entrance with the tip of her tongue. Emma raises her hips, encouraging April to go deeper. She probes and Emma pushes her hips higher. April plunges her tongue in as far as she can. Emma is delicious. And wet, very wet. April proceeds to fuck Emma with her tongue. Emma relishes the feeling. April is skilled. She's eaten a lot of pussy in her time, but this one is the sweetest.

April slides a finger into Emma. Emma moans. Another finger, another moan.

Emma whispers, "Fuck yes April, that feels so good."

April knows. No-one has ever complained about her oral talent. She leaves two fingers inside Emma and moves her mouth to her clit. While her fingers stroke in and out of Emma's cunt, her tongue begins to lash her clit. Emma contracts her muscles around April's fingers, grinds her clit against April's tongue. She's now bucking her hips and grabs April's hair. April knows that Emma is close to orgasm. She keeps the pace up. Emma suddenly cries out, shudders against April's mouth, breathing sharply. April waits for Emma's climax to subside.

She crawls up next to Emma, kisses her on the lips, whispers, "My turn".

She throws a leg over Emma's body, then straddles her head. She lowers herself onto Emma's mouth. Emma holds April's hips, guiding her onto her tongue. April begins to ride Emma's mouth, her desire pent up. Emma's tongue explores April's cunt, her face wet with April's secretions. April moves slightly, her clitoris now ripe for Emma's attention. Emma licks her softly, trying to locate the exact spot. April groans. Emma homes in on April's sensitivity, she now begins licking in ernest, dragging the length of her tongue across April's clit, then flicking it with the tip of her tongue. April increases her rocking motion, keeping the pressure on Emma's mouth.

April cries, "Yes, yes!" and comes, shaking.

Afterwards they cuddle.

April whispers, "You were so good. You've become a good girl lover. It didn't take you long to learn."

Emma responds, "You were pretty good yourself. I'm getting to like this."

They fall asleep. Early in the morning Emma wakes April. They make love, slowly this time.