How to keep warm (f/f)

orgasmictipsforgirls:

HELLO. At a festival a week or three back, I had a sexy-time with a GIRL (I a sort-of-straight 19 year old) and OMG you’d better believe I’m gonna tell you all about it!

ANYWAY. I went with a group of like ten friends from uni (we all just finished our first year) to a music festival, and of course we were all camping together. We had an amazing time, and as you might guess there was quite a lot of alcohol and other magical substances involved.

So, the last night on Sunday a little group of us had gone pretty wild. We ended up sat around a random campfire at like 4am, and me and my friend Jessica were cuddled up together, because it was getting kind of cold. (The weather had been… not good) We were huddled under coats but undernath I was wearing a skirt and leggings and a sequin strappy top, and she was wearing high waisted denim shorts and a white tank top. So yeah… cold.

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We’re both quite ‘tactile’ when we’re high and generally full of loving feelings, so the whole night we’d been dancing and hugging and nuzzling a bit.

Eventually, we went back to our campsite, and Jess and I were sharing a tent. By now it was stupidly cold, so we kind of unzipped our sleeping bags and smushed them together into one so we could cuddle up. Plus, all the buzzy leftover vodka and molly feelings were still kind of floating around, so it just felt good to be close to someone. We didn’t really have any dry clothes left to wear, apart from what we were travelling home in, so we just both de-bra’d and slept in our clothes.

We cuddled up together, and we were both kinda fidgety and restless. Eventually, I ended up being the ‘big spoon.’ I wrapped my arm around her to pull her close and my hand kind of rested on her boob. And, I don’t know, she kind of sighed a bit? So, without really thinking about it, I sort of absent-mindedly started… stroking her a bit. And she sighed some more. And it was… sort of exciting? Like, I realised I was not really thinking of sleeping or being cold anymore.

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After a while, she started gently pressing her ass back into my crotch. The friction was kind of irresistible, and I softly rocked back her against her. Unf.

This kept going on, until I thought she wanted us to stop whatever ‘it’ was we were doing, because she took my hand from her boob and placed it on her tummy. But THEN, she quietly pulled up the bottom of her t-shirt and slid my hand underneath. So, I slid my hand back up to her chest, this time with no fabric in-between, just my hands on her skin. When my fingertips grazed her nipple she gasped.

“Cold hands!” she whispered.
“Sorry” I said.
“No. It feels…nice.”

My heart was beating faster and faster because, well, I was low-key getting all sort of turned on. Her boobs were so soft and warm and her nipples were getting super-hard. Her breathing was getting more fluttery and every time she pushed her butt against me my clit sort of twitched.

We were still spooning, and my mouth was against her neck. After what felt like ages of this awkward-hot-what-is-even-happening touching, I planted a kiss just behind her ear… and she moaned softly. She turned her head and rolled over a little to kiss me back, on the lips

And that’s when things got heavy real quick.

Jess turned over so we were facing each other and kissed me – and suddenly everything was so intense.

She pulled me close and we started making out, hard. Her hands slid under my top and ran over my back. Her tits were pressed up against mine. I grabbed her ass and pulled her into me as we ground against each other. Sometimes a thigh would end up against someones crotch and our hips would rock against it.

Occasionally, other people walking back to their tents would pass our tent, and we’d realise how easily you could hear everything. (Bear in mind we were also camped with all our friends like a metre away.) We’d stop for a second dead silent, just the sound of each other breathing.

One, time, we spoke a little.

“How are you?” she breathed, our foreheads touching.
“I’m horny,” I said.
She slid her hand up my top to my tits and stroked my nipple.
“Yeah?”
So I asked: “How are you?”
And she whispered in my ear: “I want you.”

I couldn’t resist. I dragged my fingertips down her body to the waistband of her shorts and ran my fingers along the seam. She closed her eyes and pushed her hips towards me.

“Like this?” I asked.
“Yes” she nodded.

So I slowly unbuttoned them. One. Two. Three. Four. Five buttons.

And then I slide my hand down, inside her shorts, under the waistband of her panties, and between her legs to… the first pussy I’ve ever touched that isn’t mine. She was so wet, and tbh it made me feel super sexy that I could turn on another girl on like that. It was slicked through her short little pubes and all over her lips. When my fingertips brushed against her clit, she shivered against me and kissed me and bit my lip and breathed “yes” into my mouth.

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Her hand impatiently made its way between my thighs and pawed at my pussy through my tights until I hurriedly hitched up my skirt and pulled them down to my knees, along with my underwear.

Her fingers found me like two seconds later, and it was instant heaven. We pulled each other close (it was still cold!) with our hands buried between each others legs. We held each other while we got closer and closer, trying to stay quiet… just looking into each other’s wide-eyes, rubbing each other, just the sounds of out hands and our wetness and our shaky breathing.

Her fingers were rubbing me faster and faster and she was whispering “I’m really close, I’m so close” I couldn’t hold back and then I was having my first girl-induced orgasm and it just went on and on and then I felt her dig her nails into my skin and her teeth into my shoulder and her hips convulse and she murmured “I’m cumming” and she came too.

We lay there breathless for a minute and drank some water and then cuddled up some more. The sun had started to come up and I could see how pretty Jess was, and how hot she looked with a post-sex glow. And also that it was Jess, my previously platonic friend as of like an hour earlier!

I thought we might be, like, done. But she pushed me on my back and straddled me, kissing me. It was actually really sweet and not exactly romantic but, at least, loving in a friends-and-sex way.

She shimmied off her shorts and I wriggled out of my leggings and, bottomless under a pair of sleeping bags and a raincoat, we just made out and grinded our naked clits together slow, then harder, and then we were all turned on again and were just humping each other desperately.

And then because scissoring really is as hard as people say it is, there was more rubbing. And more orgasms.

A little bit later, Jess was lying on her back with her legs spread and her top pulled up over her tits, while I fucked her with my fingers and sucked on her nipples. She whispered little tips like “deeper…” and “slowly” and “just there” until I found, I guess, her G-Spot? Her pussy squeezed so tight around my fingers I legit thought they might break (I don’t think mine can do that!) and then when she came again she even squirted a little bit. I felt very accomplished!

I think before we were done Jess came four times and I came three. 

Eventually we could hear some of our friends, who had gone to bed at a more sensible time, get up for breakfast and start chatting outside our tent, so we re-clothed… and had like an hour’s sleep. (That’s when I realised we’d been doing stuff for two whole hours although honestly I think the first hour was just the increasingly hot boob-touching-ass-grinding bit.)

We’re all apart until we go back to uni, but we’ve chatted a bunch since (admittedly more alluding to it than discussing in detail!) but I don’t even think it’s awkward or anything. It was beautiful and nice!

I have learned that:

● Maybe I am a bit more bi than ‘a straight girl that watches lesbian porn’?? Also sorry lesbian porn but just reliving this experience in my mind has replaced you since.
● When you have sex with a girl / friend for the first time you might be occasionally distracted/fascinated at being able to touch another girl’s naked body just like ‘oh so that’s what your labia are like!’ or ‘’my boobs are different to your boobs!” or ‘hey turns out my friend likes g-spot orgasms!’ Like it so NEAT and WEIRD and COOL ?!
● So yeah, maybe girls do kinda just ‘get’ how to touch other girls. Like… yeah.
● Although it was very hot it was sort of platonic in a good way? Like, this sounds weird, but you know when you do your friend’s hair or they get you  a gift or you have a really good in-joke but instead it’s like… making each other come?
● I kind of wish we’d gone down on each other but I think we were both like ‘it’s day four at a festival I’m not sure I want someone that close down there.’

EXTRA BONUS FACT, we’re moving into a shared house together in September. So I guess we’ll see what happens ;)”

O control in public

afearfulsymmetry:

He has this thing where he wants to stimulate me in a
totally public place. He’s been training me to take stim without making any
sounds, moans, noticeable breathing, etc. Or any moving and squirming that
other people would see. It’s very hard to control myself. The vibe right there after being denied for a long time,
plus the fear of someone finding out – heads turning to see who is making those
weird noises – turns me on incredibly. I’m terrified of someone noticing but I
want to come so badly and he will tell me this is my only chance. He wants to
be able to take me to a movie, sit in a not-so-crowded section, put his
carefully selected large coat over me, tell me to pull up my skirt and spread my legs as much as
possible, and he will operate a bullet vibe he has taped to my clit. On and off, on and
off, over and over and over. Sometimes he has me put a plug in my ass too. The only movements I’m allowed to make are
gripping the armrests or his hand, or my legs shaking. Nobody else is to be
able to hear me or see that anything is going on. Sometimes I can’t stop myself
from a moan or whimper escaping and I try to disguise them by coughing or fake
sneezing or clearing my throat. He has a little notepad to keep track of every unauthorized
noise and movement and I am caned for them later. He thinks I can be trained to
orgasm this way without making one single peep except for my panting ragged breathing.
So far he hasn’t allowed a full orgasm while doing this. He just keeps teasing
me over and over until the movie is done. He always picks a long movie for
these sessions, and I usually have to give him a blow job in the truck before
we leave the parking.

denied-and-dripping:

Stay right there on the edge for me… well, not that you have a choice. Just keep suffering so beautifully and you’ll earn an orgasm in a few months. Now all we need to work on is your cock-sucking skills and you might even earn one by Christmas. Who knows? Maybe for Christmas I’ll gift you with a ruined orgasm and a whole year of chastity and denial! Doesn’t that sound wonderful?