“Yes,” she repeated, leaning back into Sharon’s touch.
“Then, I will get undressed and dress for you. You take off everything so that I can see all of you and move to that desk.” Sharon backed away from her, found a harness on one of the shelves, and asked, “Lube preference?”
“I doubt I’ll need it,” she stated and quickly tore at her clothes. “You just got me crazy wet.”
Kristina couldn’t believe that she was about to be naked in a wide-open room that anyone could walk into at any time. She also couldn’t believe that she was about to get something she’d craved for literal years; that she was allowing herself to explore things in a way she’d never been brave enough to do before. Maybe that was what part of this week was for. Love, yes, but also exploring and healing, feeling safe with women who are trying to do the same.
“Best compliment in the world,” Sharon said of Kristina already being soaked for her as she removed her clothing and let Kristina take her in.
Sharon was in her twenties, clearly, and her breasts were small and perky. Kristina wanted to suck on her hard nipples, but she wanted something else more. When Sharon slipped the dildo through the ring, Kristina focused on that and not the words her ex had said to her over and over again about it being weird that she was a lesbian who wanted this.
Sharon opened a small bottle of lube that was on a shelf with more packets of the stuff and condoms in case anyone wanted those, coated the dildo in the lube she’d chosen, and asked her, “Want me to go down on you first?”
“No, just… Take me,” she said before turning around and lowering herself onto the desk, which was relatively bare, save for the few basic office supplies.
Kristina pushed some of those items aside to be able to reach the end of the desk to grip it, feeling like she might need something to hold on to, and did her best to push all thoughtsaway, even some of the good ones, giving herself over to her desires for the first time in her life.
“God, look at your ass.” Sharon rubbed it with her hand and moved to the other cheek, repeating the motion. “So perfect.”
“Please,” she begged.
Sharon moved the dildo between her legs and dragged it up and down slowly while she rubbed Kristina’s back and ass with her free hand. When that same hand landed on Kristina’s hip and gripped it, she knew what would happen next.
“Oh, fuck!”
“Okay?” Sharon checked.
“Yes! I want it. Fuck me!”
“Oh, yes,” Sharon said and gripped her hips with both hands.
She thrust, and Kristina began feeling the vibrations of the bullet then.
“You can… go harder.”
“My pleasure,” Sharon replied, and her thrusts turned deep, fast, and hard.
Kristina thought she might have a bruise the length of her abdomen from being pressed into the desk harder and harder with each thrust, but she didn’t care. She was getting fucked by a woman who wanted her, who told her that she was beautiful and sexy. Tears welled in her eyes because she had never had this with the one woman who was supposed to love her more than anyone else, and she didn’t think it was too much to ask for.
“Fuck. You feel good,” Sharon told her. “I never… talk like this. I like it.”
“Me too,” she replied with a little laugh.
Then, she stopped laughing because it couldn’t be right. She hadn’t come inside in years, yet the still somewhat familiar rush of an orgasm was starting between her legs and moving outward. She could feel her toes and fingers tingling, but thathad happened before when she had tried to come inside by herself or even with her wife, and she’d always ended up losing focus, which meant that she’d lost her orgasm, too. She was determined not to lose focus this time as she listened to Sharon’s grunts behind her and felt the vibrations when the dildo pushed in deep.
“Faster! I’m coming,” she said and couldn’t believe that those words were true. “Oh, my God!”
Kristina was coming. She was coming inside, and that feeling took over her entire body. Her hips begged to move, but they were pressed to the desk and couldn’t, which somehow made it even better. She tried to hold in her screams of pleasure, remembering that they weren’t in a bedroom, and bit down on her bottom lip as she crashed hard after going over the edge. Sharon slowed her thrusts then before stopping completely, but she remained inside, and Kristina let a few tears fall before she wiped her eyes.
“Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”
“No, you gave me exactly what I needed.”
“Yeah? Should I pull out?”
“Yes, but only if you intend to go back in,” she replied, sniffling. “God, that was amazing.”
Sharon pulled out but left the vibrator on.
