Black Lingerie Chronicles, Part Twenty Three

“I still say this is a bad idea.”

Smiling at her girlfriend, Erin said, “I know. Do you think it’s doable?”

Ashley snorted, said, “Yeah, but should we really risk it?”

Erin leaned in and kissed her, said, “The cabin needs some furniture.”

“Bad enough to sneak the couch out of the basement that’s not supposed to exist?” Ashley asked.

Kissing her again, Erin said, “Unless you want to fight Mindy and Sarah for the bed all the time.”

“We could share,” Ashley said, playfully.

“That’ll probably happen too,” Erin said, laughing.

“I still can’t believe we are having another birthday party like yours,” Ashley said.

“Mm… You are going to have a very happy birthday,” Erin said, running her hand up Ashley’s side to cup her breast.

“Better stop that,” Ashley moaned.

“We’ve got time,” Erin said, glancing at the clock, “Mindy and Sarah won’t be in position until midnight.”

“But your parents are still up,” Ashley said.

“Then we’ll have to be quiet,” Erin said, kissing her. Her argument must have won the girl over because Ashley crawled onto her lap, sat facing her as they continued to kiss. Smiling, Erin slipped her hand under her girlfriend’s shirt, let it slide up her taut stomach to cup her breast, again. This time, Ashley didn’t tell her to stop, moaning instead.

Pulling back, Ashley said, “This is a bad idea, too.”

“I know,” Erin said, smiling at her, “but do you really want to stop?”

“No,” Ashley said, glancing over her shoulder at the door.

Erin kissed the girl’s neck while she was distracted, felt the kick of her racing pulse under her lips. The redhead’s attention returned to Erin, her beautiful green eyes flashing as her lips found Erin’s again. For all of her protests, there was heat behind the kiss, an excitement that wouldn’t be easily contained.

Pushing Ashley’s t-shirt up, Erin kissed the pale slope of one of Ashley’s breasts, then popped the front closure of her bra so she could trap the straining pink nipple between her lips. Ashley moaned softly, pressing her breast against Erin’s mouth eagerly. Erin teased it until the girl couldn’t take anymore, then moved to the other one and did the same.

With Ashley on her lap, Erin was limited by what she could do, so she dumped the girl onto her back and got to her knees. Her hand whispered over the denim of Ashley’s jeans as she ran it up the inside of the girl’s thigh and onto the swell of her girlhood. Erin massaged her bud through the heavy material, smiling as Ashley moaned thickly. Ashley’s body responded to her touch, her hips moving with a mind of their own. Erin leaned in to kiss Ashley, and the girl put her hand on the back of Erin’s neck so she couldn’t get away, even though Erin’s hand was making it hard for her to kiss Erin back.

Ashley’s fingers fumbled with the button on Erin’s jeans, managed to pop it loose. Her hand slipped into Erin’s panties, her fingers finding her bud. Just like that, Ashley wasn’t the only one having problems with the kiss. The swirling pressure of Ashley’s fingers made it hard to focus on anything other than the pleasure washing through her young body. Giving up on the kiss, she just bit her lip to hold in the little sounds of enjoyment that wanted to escape.

They were wearing way too much clothing, in Erin’s opinion, but she didn’t feel brave enough to get naked with her parents still up and about. She figured they were already pushing their luck, as it was. Still, Erin didn’t need to take Ashley’s clothes off to be able to see the girl’s lovely body. Every inch of her was ingrained in Erin’s memory.

Still would be nice to have her naked, Erin thought, with a grin. She never needed to make up a reason to get her beautiful girlfriend out of her clothes, nor did she pass up an opportunity to do so when it presented itself.

“What’s that smile about?” Ashley asked, giving Erin a curious smile.

“Just thinking about you naked,” Erin said.

“The clothes have to stay on,” Ashley said.

“I know,” Erin said, laughing as she kissed the girl, “doesn’t mean I have to like it.”

“Believe me, I want to get you naked, too,” Ashley said, her green eyes flashing, “and I fully intend to after we stash the couch.”

“Assuming we don’t get caught,” Erin teased.

“All I’m saying is we better not,” Ashley said, giving Erin a look, “or you are going to be stuck with an upset girlfriend.”

“Don’t want that,” Erin said, kissing her deeply. That was the end of the conversation, both of them too distracted for any more words that weren’t whispered encouragements.

Being quiet wasn’t getting any easier with practice. Ashley’s fingers were making it extremely hard to focus. Erin was biting her lip hard enough to draw blood, but couldn’t hold back her little excited noises completely. Still, she thought they were muffled enough to keep them inside of the bedroom. That and it felt too good to stop now.

Erin felt the first stirrings of an orgasm, and she bit her lip even harder. Meeting Ashley’s eyes, she saw the girl was close, too. Even as she started to lose control of her body, Erin made sure she kept her fingers moving. She must have done enough because she felt Ashley stiffen even as her own body exploded with pleasure. The only sound she made was a little gasp as her body trembled in ecstasy, then a happy sigh as the endorphins started flowing. Even through her daze, she saw Ashley floating on her orgasm, too. Smiling, she gave the girl a sweet, lingering kiss.

Pulling back, Ashley said, “I think you better light the candle.”

Laughing, Erin kissed her one more time, then got up and lit the scented candle she kept on her dresser. She hoped it would mask the musky scent of their lovemaking. Turning around, she saw Ashley fixing her bra and remembered that her pants were unbuttoned. She stepped in front of the mirror, making sure her clothes were straight. She smiled when Ashley joined her and put herself back together, too. Their eyes met in the mirror, and they started grinning. It was the smile of someone who had misbehaved and gotten away with it.

“Love you,” Erin said, putting her arm around Ashley’s waist.

“Mm,” Ashley said, putting her head on Erin’s shoulder, “love you, too.”

“What do you think Sarah and Mindy are doing?” Erin asked.

“Probably just killing time like us,” Ashley said.

“Just like us?” Erin asked, playfully.

“Sarah just got off being grounded, so probably,” Ashley said, laughing.

“It’s not like they weren’t doing it the whole time,” Erin said. She knew for a fact that Mindy and Sarah met up most nights in the Place of Locked Doors. She had seen them there a couple of times herself when she popped in to see Natty.

“Yeah, but it’s different when you can do it in real life,” Ashley said, snuggling even tighter against Erin, “even if you have to keep your clothes on.”

“I guess we could have flipped over to do,” Erin said, a little sheepishly.

“We are trying to kill time, remember? Time doesn’t pass over there,” Ashley said.

“True,” Erin said, glancing at the clock. Groaning, she said, “It’s not even nine o’clock, yet.”

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“This is heavier than I remembered.”

Smiling at her, Erin said, “We can do this… We have done this.”

“Do you think there is less gravity in the Place of Locked Doors?” Ashley asked.

Laughing, Erin said, “No.”

Ashley took a deep breath, shook out her arms, then said, “Let’s go.”

“On three?” Erin said, stooping over and grabbing the bottom of the couch.

“On three,” Ashley said, doing the same.

Erin counted it down, and they picked up the couch. Groaning, she didn’t think it was any heavier than when they practiced this in the Place of Locked Doors like Ashley had joked, but it was still really heavy even with all of the cushions off of it. It was right at the threshold of what two young girls could lift, any more and they’d have had to call in some extra help.

Meeting Ashley’s eyes, she said, “Don’t forget to turn it when we get to the stairs.”

“I know,” Ashley said, shaking her head, “stupid tiny stairwell.”

“It’s a tight squeeze,” Erin agreed.

“It’s beyond tight,” Ashley said, as they started shuffling toward the stairs, “we’ll be scraping both walls the whole way.”

“We just need to go slow, so we make as little noise as possible,” Erin said, laughing when Ashley gave her a dirty look, “I know, Babe. We are going to be sore in the morning.”

“Getting this thing for the cabin better be worth it,” Ashley said as they made it to the bottom of the stairs.

“It will be,” Erin said, taking the first backward step onto the stairs. They rotated the couch, so it just fit into the stairwell. She groaned when she the legs scraped against the wall with a protesting rasp. It wasn’t very loud but sounded worse than it was to the two girls trying not to awaken Erin’s parents upstairs. Erin took another step, cringing.

“Was it this loud in the Place of Locked Doors?” Ashley said, her voice strained from holding the couch.

“Yeah,” Erin said, managing a smile for her, “we just had no one to catch us there.”

During one of their test runs, they had put Sarah and Mindy in her parents’ room. Even listening intently, they hadn’t been able to hear the scraping of the couch against the wall. That really didn’t calm Erin’s nerves all that much. That had been a test run with no consequences. She didn’t know what would happen if she and Ashley got caught sneaking the couch out of the basement that shouldn’t exist. Once her parents’ surprise at finding out about the addition cubic feet of house they didn’t know they had, Erin was sure they’d have questions about how Erin knew about the space and why she was taking the couch.

With a deep breath, she took another step up. The couch was heavy on flat ground, but climbing the stairs with it was hell on the legs and arms. She hadn’t been kidding when she told Ashley they would be sore in the morning. Even doing this in the Place of Locked Doors, they had woke gimpy the next day. It was the least fun carry over from that place Erin has experienced by far. Even the day after she lost her virginity didn’t hurt as bad.

She put that thought out of her brain right away. Thinking about tomorrow would make this chore less endurable, so she wasn’t going to think about it. She chose to think about sitting on the couch in the abandoned cabin with her arm around Ashley, laughing with Sarah and Mindy. That mental image helped her climb another step, then another.

Sixteen. That was the number of steps between the basement floor and the secret door behind her dad’s bookcase. Erin knew this because she had counted them after the first time she and Ashley tried this in the Place of Locked Doors. Her legs like jello and breathing heavy, Erin had been sure there were more than that.

They were a little under halfway done. Erin groaned as she looked over her shoulder and saw the wedge of light from the open doorway still so far away. Gritting her teeth, she took two more steps. The rasp of wood on wood was worse when they moved faster, and Erin had to remind herself to go slow. She glanced at Ashley, saw the girl giving her a sympathetic smile.

Erin had tried both ways- going backwards up the stairs and pushing from the bottom- and knew Ashley was feeling the weight of the couch, too. Neither position was any fun.

We just have to suck it up and get it done, Erin thought, stepping up another stair.

That became her mantra for the rest of the climb- just get it done. Then, miraculously, she was at the top of the stairs, which is when things got tricky. It was a ninety-degree turn out the hidden doorway, and the couch was just too wide to make it without standing it straight up on the small landing at the top of the stairs. This was the most nerve-wracking part because Erin would have to put her back against the wall and sort of push it up overhead while Ashley powered it onto the landing with her legs. In all of their trial runs, this was the noisiest part. The legs drug across the wall every inch of the way as she pushed.

With the couch precariously leaning against the wall with the bottom legs on the second to last step, they took a minute to catch their breath and shake out their arms and legs. Finally, Erin met Ashley’s eyes, asked, “Ready?”

“No,” the redhead said, then sighed, “let’s do it, anyway.”

Erin slipped between the couch and the wall, bending her knees so she could extend her arms over her head. Grunting under the strain, she straitened up as Ashley pushed from the other end. She grimaced as the legs on her end scraped and bumped up the wall. How Mindy and Sarah couldn’t hear this when they practiced in the Place of Locked Doors, Erin couldn’t imagine. It sounded extremely loud in the tight confines of the landing.

They managed to work it high enough on the wall that Ashley’s end cleared the landing. The couch was officially on the main floor of the house, and the trickiest part was over. Unfortunately, the ordeal wasn’t over. The next leg of the journey was all flat ground and easy to navigate archways, but that didn’t mean it would be easy. Both of them had expended a lot of energy getting the couch up the stairs, their arms and legs like rubber bands at this point.

Taking another break, they listened to the house. Other than the odd creak and the hum of the central heating, all was quiet. Offering her girlfriend a smile, Erin said, “I guess we aren’t grounded, yet.”

“Don’t jinx us,” Ashley said, lightly rapping on the wooden door frame.

A few minutes to gather what strength they had left, then they were ready to get moving again. The couch on it’s end was taller than the secret opening. They had to walk the bottom forward, slowly lowering the back end until they could clear the frame. Once they had it in the hall outside of her dad’s office, they sat it down so they could push the bookcase back into place. Erin pocketed the key and turned out the lights. She grabbed the three couch cushions on the way out the door.

In the hallway, they picked up their now heavier with the cushions burden, again, and started shambling their way toward the kitchen and, ultimately, the backyard. They had to take a couple of corners, but nothing nearly as challenging as the one they had just made. Managing to make it to the backdoor without knocking anything over, they sat the couch down on more time, while Erin ran to the front door to turn off the alarm.

The temperature had fallen a lot with the fading of the sun and the sweat they had worked up muscling the couch out of the basement and the cold air didn’t mix. Luckily, they had stashed their jackets by the backdoor before heading down into the basement. This was a little trick they had learned in their dry runs in the Place of Locked Doors.

Out on the deck, then the backyard, they angled the couch toward the fence between Erin’s and Ashley’s property. Setting the sofa down, Erin put her ear to the fence and said, “Mindy? Sarah?”

“We are here,” Sarah said.

“Are you ready?” She asked.

“Pass it to us,” Mindy said.

Erin stepped back as a thick comforter was thrown over the top of the five-foot-tall fence. Another trick they figured out in the Place of Locked doors. The blanket would make the couch slide easier and deaden the sound of wood against wood.

From her back pocket, Erin pulled a couple of folded up pieces of cardboard, handing one of them to Ashley. They lifted one end of the couch and put the cardboard under the legs to keep them from digging into the ground as they lifted the other end up. Erin and Ashley got on either side of the other end and lifted it until they could brace it on the fence. They worked the front legs over the fence, then moved to the back of the couch so they could start pushing it forward. On the other side of the fence, Mindy and Ashley were ready to receive the sofa.

This transfer went down without a hitch. Erin wasn’t surprised; this was the easy one. Getting it over the wall in the back of Ashley’s property was going to be a lot harder.

“We’ve got it,” Mindy said, her voice strained, “come on over.”

Erin’s eyes found Ashley’s in the dark, and she said, “Just one more.”

“Assuming we don’t wake up the whole neighborhood,” Ashley said.

“We only dropped it that one time,” Erin said.

“God, that made so much noise,” Ashley said, as she put her hands on the fence and then one leg. Swinging the other over, she was in her own backyard.

Erin followed suit, landing like a cat in the dewy grass. She walked over to the eight-foot-high wall at the back of Ashley’s yard and shook her head and said, “Why do you need a fence this high?”

“I don’t know,” Ashley said, then snorted, “to keep people from sneaking a couch over it.”

“It’s not even good for that,” Erin said, making her laugh.

“Alright, Babe,” Mindy said, to Sarah, “you’ve got pole duty.”

“Give me a minute,” Sarah said, kissing her before running off.

Ashley’s property butted up against a sort of residential dead zone. The land on the other side of the fence technically belonged to the house next to Ashley’s, but it was overgrown and largely forgotten about by the owner. The fact that it got swampy when it rained and was a tangle of dead stumps even when it was dry made it hard to maintain. Add to that, it wasn’t visible from the street, and no one complained much about it being left to the wild.

This is what Sarah had wanted to check on that night at the cabin. It was a straight shot across this tangle to the woods, and they wouldn’t be exposed on the street. Admittedly, having traversed the stump infested, uneven ground, Erin almost wanted to risk carrying the couch up the sidewalk. It was a twisted ankle or worse waiting to happen.

Sarah had to run up the street to the path to the cabin, then cut back through the woods because Erin’s neighbors had motion sensor flood lights all over their property. At least they did in Natty’s time, and the girls weren’t going to risk finding out if it was still the case.

Erin, Ashley, and Mindy were in a semi-circle around the couch, feeling exposed just standing there waiting on Sarah. Erin knew the girl was going as fast as she dared in the dark, but she still wished the girl would hurry up. She wanted to get this over with.

Then they heard rustling on the other side of the wall, and Sarah said, “I’m here.”

Taking a deep breath, Erin said, “Here we go.”

The comforter went over the top of the fence again after a few failed attempts to get into place. Erin and Ashley stood on either side of the end of the couch that was going over the fence first, and Mindy was on the other end. When Erin and Ashley picked up their end, Mindy walked the couch forward until it was leaning against the fence. Leaving Ashley to guide the couch, Erin joined Mindy at the back. Together, they lifted it until the front legs cleared the top of the fence. With the legs keeping the couch in place, Ashley fell in between Erin and Mindy, and all three of them pushed the couch up as high as they could.

“Ready, Sarah?” Erin asked.

“Ready.”

Ashley let go of the couch and found the pool skimmer- the only thing they could find long and strong enough to take the couch’s weight- they had planted near the fence earlier. She pushed up on their end of the couch, and it teetered on the top of the wall for a moment before gravity pulled it toward where Sarah waited with a long, straight log they had found just for this purpose. The couch sat precariously on the fence, propped up with the pole.

“Got it,” Sarah said.

Sighing with relief, Erin said, “Here we come.”

The three of them hurried around Ashley’s house to the street. They didn’t dawdle, feeling painfully revealed in the street lights as they ran for the entrance to the path. Once they were in the woods, Mindy pulled a small flashlight from her back pocket, covering the lens with her fingers, so just enough light to navigate by shined through. There wasn’t much of a moon, so the flashlight was a godsend, and Erin was glad Mindy had brought it.

They made it to where Sarah stood, bracing the pole. Erin had to take a second to look at the couch suspended in air, even though she has seen the trick a few times before. It wasn’t quite as impressive as say balancing a spinning plate on a dowel, but it was still something to see.

“Let’s get it down,” Mindy said, putting the flashlight on the ground.

This was where they dropped it and made the god-awfullest noise Erin has ever heard- part tortured springs and splintered wood with a double thud as it hit the ground and bounced once. The couch in the Place of Locked Doors wasn’t doing so hot after the crash, and, if it happened to this one, they would have risked getting grounded forever for nothing. Everyone knew that they had to be careful, would only get one go at this.

Erin and Ashley flanked Sarah, while Mindy grabbed hold of the log. Lifting the make-shift pole off the ground, Mindy and Sarah carefully lowered the end of the couch until it was in Erin’s and Ashley’s outstretched hands. Erin gave Mindy and Sarah the nod that they had it, then the girls hurried to the fence. Grabbing the couch as high as they could, Mindy and Sarah were ready to catch it when Erin and Ashley pulled the sofa off the wall.

“On three,” Erin said.

Erin counted it down, and then they went for it. The couch was heavy and gravity a son of a bitch, but they managed to keep it from hitting the ground. Sitting it down quietly, they high-fived all around. Erin gave Ashley a hug and a kiss, smiled when she saw Sarah and Mindy sharing a similar moment of celebration and affection.

“Let’s get this in the woods so we can get back inside,” Ashley said, rubbing her arms, “it’s freezing out here.”

“Hopefully, no one has noticed we are gone,” Mindy said, picking up the flashlight.

With four people, carrying the couch was much easier, even considering the terrain was a mess on this side of the fence. It was a short walk to the woods in a straight line. Unfortunately, the dead trees and ankle-deep mud puddles didn’t allow for a straight line. What should have taken ten minutes ended up taking almost twenty, but they ended up making it into the trees without any serious injuries, so Erin wasn’t complaining.

They carried the couch a little way into the woods to where they had stashed an old canvas drop cloth. The original plan had been to take the couch all the way to the cabin, but when they realized no one would be able to see them move the couch even in broad daylight, they decided to hide it overnight and move it tomorrow when it would be safer.

Setting the couch down, the girls all piled onto it. They were smiling as they tested out their new furniture. Erin was glad they decided to do this, even if her arms and legs were already tightening up, and she could have gotten into so much trouble if they had gotten caught. Still, it had been pretty exciting, like they had pulled a heist or something.

Grinning, she asked, “Have you seen Ocean’s Eight?”

“Yeah,” Ashley said, then started laughing when she figured out why Erin was asking, “I don’t think sneaking a couch no one knows about out of the house is the same thing as a jewelry heist, Babe.”

“They stole a bunch of shiny rocks,” Mindy said, grinning, “but we have a couch!”

“We have a couch!” They all cheered, laughing.

“It would be nice to have the love seat, too,” Sarah said, holding up her hands in defeat when Erin and Ashley gave her a dirty look, “I’m just saying. It’s kind of crowded on here right now.”

“If you think we are carrying the love seat up those stairs, you are crazy,” Ashley said.

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“I’m worn out.”

Smiling at her girlfriend, Erin said, “I can’t believe they talked us into stealing the love seat, too.”

“Will both of them even fit in the basement?” Ashley said, popping the button on her jeans.

“Um, I don’t know,” Erin laughed.

“If it doesn’t…” the redhead said, but didn’t finish her thoughts.

Erin figured Mindy and Sarah would get an earful if it didn’t fit. Smiling, she slipped her arms around Ashley’s waist, her hands on the girl’s buttocks inside of her jeans, said, “Thank you for helping me steal some stuff.”

“You are just lucky you are so beautiful,” Ashley said, kissing her, “otherwise, you’d be lugging that heavy thing by yourself.”

“Mm,” Erin said, kissing her again, “just how tired are you?”

“Why?” Ashley asked, playfully.

“Being a criminal is kind of exciting,” Erin said, squeezing Ashley’s buttocks.

“Being a criminal, huh?” Ashley said, smiling at her, “if you thinking you are Debbie Ocean gets me out of these jeans, then hey…”

Laughing, Erin said, “I was planning on getting you out these jeans, anyway, but I still think we pulled off a pretty good heist. Not too shabby for a bunch of seventh graders.”

Ashley smiled and said, “Not too shabby, indeed.”

“Is it bad I want to take some more stuff?” Erin said.

“What?” Ashley said, laughing.

“I don’t know… The tables and lamps… the armchairs… All of that stuff is going to waste down there,” Erin said.

“True,” Ashley said, kissing her, “we could furnish the whole cabin with what’s in the basement.”

“A second mattress would be nice,” Erin said, kissing Ashley, “better than the couch.”

“Mm… We should probably talk to Mindy before we take anything else. It’s her secret spot, after all,” Ashley said, her hand stealing under Erin’s shirt to cup her breast, “that and you mentioned getting me out of my clothes…”

“We can talk about it tomorrow, then,” Erin laughed as she pushed Ashley’s jeans off her hips and down her thighs as far as she could reach while standing up. She kissed the girl as Ashley tried to take them the rest of the way off without bending over. With curious skill, Ashley managed to high step her way out of them, kicked them away without breaking the kiss. Pulling back, Erin looked down at her girlfriend in just her panties and said, “Impressive.”

“It’s one of my many skills,” Ashley said, as her fingers fumbled with the button on Erin’s jeans. She pushed Erin, who fell backward onto the bed when her legs hit the mattress. Grabbing the jeans, she helped Erin wriggle them off her hips, then pulled them down and off.

Erin backpedaled further onto the bed, smiling as Ashley crawled onto the mattress after her. She let the girl catch up, and their lips met in a heated kiss that lingered even through the frantic removal of the rest of their clothing. It would have been quicker to break the kiss and focus on undressing each other, but blind fumbling and tugging at garments was more fun. They were laughing by the time they managed to get naked but also turned on.

“Shh,” Ashley said, smiling down at Erin.

“Right,” Erin said, pulling the girl down atop of her. She rolled them until she was on top, then gave Ashley a deep, heated kiss before getting off of her.

“Where are you going?” Ashley husked, her eyes following Erin as she went to her closet.

“Grabbing something,” Erin said, pushing her clothes aside and pressing the pressure points on the back of the closet. When the panel slid aside, she grabbed the glass dildo from the hiding spot. Smiling at the pale blue sex toy, Erin felt a bit nostalgic using it tonight. It was the first toy she ever used, lost her virginity with it. Stepping out of the closet, she saw a very naked Ashley smiling at her, and Erin realized this dildo had a significant connection to their relationship, too. The first time she and Ashley slept together, Erin had used it on Ashley.

“Remember this?” Erin asked, holding it up for Ashley to see.

Her smile widening, Ashley said, “Be hard to forget.”

Going to her, Erin kissed her as she gently urged the girl to her back. Ashley shivered as Erin ran the cool glass down her neck, through the valley between her breasts, and followed the muscle line on her stomach to the faint thatch of red hair above her girlhood. The girl moaned as Erin rubbed the dildo against her bud, her hips pushing against the toy. Erin thought she was ready, so she eased the toy inside of Ashley. Ashley bit her lip as it slipped deep, stifling another moan.

Erin moved the toy slowly in and out of Ashley, watching her girlfriend’s face as she enjoyed the sensation. She smiled at Ashley’s face pinched in pleasure, her eyes closed, and her mouth slack. Any other time such a look would have been comical or concerning, but as Ashley lost herself in what was happening to her, it was incredibly sexy. It was a face she loved to make Ashley make.

Leaning forward, she kissed Ashley’s neck, then her shoulder. Ashley’s eyes popped open as Erin’s mouth found one of her straining pink nipples. Erin teased it until the girl’s back arched off the bed, pressing her pale breast against Erin’s mouth eagerly. Her free hand slid up Ashley’s side to cup her other breast, kneading it until Ashley moaned thickly.

Rolling her eyes up, Erin saw Ashley put her knuckle between her teeth and bite it to keep quiet. With a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, she moved lower, pressing her lips in the hollow between Ashley’s rib cage. She left a trail of moist lip prints down her girlfriend’s taut stomach, tasting the salt on her skin from the sweat they had worked up moving the couch and love seat.

When she came to the fiery thatch of hair above Ashley girlhood, she thought about Ashley’s birthday in a couple of days. They would both be thirteen by Wednesday, growing up. She found herself wondering what Ashley would look like in high school, as an adult. Looking at the girl now, somewhere between a girl and a young woman, Erin thought she’d still be as beautiful when she was thirty as she would be when she was thirteen. Maybe a little fuller in the hip and a bit more top-heavy, but still stunning. She doubted she’d be able to keep her hands off of her then, either.

Their thirties were a long way down the road, but Erin didn’t have any trouble believing they’d still be journeying together when they hit that milestone and the next one. When Ashley first asked her out, she couldn’t imagine dating her friend, but a couple of weeks had completely changed her opinion. She couldn’t imagine not dating her now. Their being together just made sense.

She lowered her mouth to Ashley’s girlhood, tasted the salty sweat on her bud. The flick of her tongue and the thrust of the glass dildo had Ashley in trouble. She was grabbing at the covers, holding on for dear life as pleasure crashed through her. Erin heard her struggling with the little animal sounds of excitement that wanted to rip their way free of her. She wasn’t completely winning the battle, her moans and sighs loud in the quiet room, but probably not loud enough to make it to the hallway.

Hopefully not, Erin thought, with no intention of stopping, either way. She sent those two words up as a prayer to whatever gods looked out for under-aged girls misbehaving as she continued to push her girlfriend’s body to its limit. She needed their intervention to keep her parents oblivious in their bedroom down the hall tonight and until she and Ashley were old enough to get their own place.

The toy and her mouth were too much for Ashley’s body. Erin knew the girl was coming even before Ashley clamped her hands over her mouth, and her eyes got wide as tension entered her body. Even through her hands, Erin could hear the urgency in her cries, the build-up of excitement. She kept her mouth to Ashley’s thrashing body as best as she could, didn’t let up until the girl was shaking with her climax. Even then, she didn’t completely let the girl off the hook, gently moving the dildo in and out of Ashley’s girlhood to keep the pleasure rolling through her. Eventually, she eased it out of Ashley, let the girl drift down on a cloud of dopamine-lace happiness.

When Ashley offered her a dazed smile, Erin returned it with an affectionate one of her own. Leaning forward, she gave the girl a tender kiss.

“Mm,” Ashley said, her beautiful eyes flashing up at Erin when she pulled back.

“Good?” Erin asked, amused.

“Good,” Ashley confirmed, the corners of her mouth turning up in a sexy smile, “definitely good.”

“Good,” Erin said, kissing her one more time.

Ashley took the dildo out of Erin’s hand without breaking the kiss. As Ashley sat up and got to her knees, Erin took her spot without their lips parting. No words were spoken out loud, but the move looked planned, it was so smooth. As usual, they were on the same wavelength, just knew what the other wanted.

Comes from being friends forever, Erin thought, sighing as Ashley kissed her neck. Ashley probably knew how Erin thought better than she did, and vice versa.

Like now, Erin wanted Ashley to hurry up, but the girl took her time as she moved lower. That sweet torture, as Ashley used her mouth and hands to explore Erin’s body only stoked her excitement until it burned white-hot. By the time Ashley nudged Erin’s legs open wide and laid between them, Erin was more than ready for the dildo. The glass was cool as it pressed against the hot opening of her vagina, and she shivered as it slipped inside of her. A moan escaped her before she could rein it in, and she bit her lip before another could get away. The thrust of the toy sent pleasure surging through her young body, and Erin had to fight to hold back those animal sounds of excitement. It only got harder when Ashley first used her thumb to tease her bud, then her mouth. The hot caress of Ashley’s tongue across her bud had those little cries of enjoyment pressing against the back of her teeth, the pressure building up until she didn’t think she could hold them back anymore.

Again she sent a little prayer up to the gods of misbehaving adolescents, I’m going to need you, again. Just keep my parents asleep a little longer. God, this feels so good.

The smooth shaft of the toy set her nerve endings to begging for more. She didn’t even have to say anything, Ashley knowing what she needed with that sixth sense of hers, the one that all friends seemed to have. The thrust of the dildo started coming faster, deeper. Ashley adjusted the angle of the toy so that each time it slipped deep, it hit that magic spot that never failed to make her lose her mind. Her nerve endings were happy, cheering Ashley’s name like her body was a concert venue, and Ashley was a famous performer playing to an enthralled, sold-out crowd.

She’s a rock star at this, Erin thought, her back arching off the bed. She made a mental note to tell the girl that when she could open her mouth without getting them both grounded for life. She didn’t trust herself not to cry out if she unsealed her lips right now.

Closing her eyes, Erin lost herself in the lovely things that were happening to her. She let the sensations wash through her, overtake her until she was awash in an ocean of pleasure. Strong currents pushed her further out to sea toward her ultimate destination. The way Ashley was making her feel, there was only one place that could be. Then she was wrecked upon the rocks of her climax, her whole body shaking with it. She was no longer floating in an ocean but drifting as light as a leaf on a summer breeze.

Feeling Ashley’s body weight shift on the bed, she opened her eyes to see the girl smiling down at her from her hands and knees. Erin managed a smile for her, and the girl laughed, said, “Good?”

“Babe, you are a rock star,” Erin said.

Giving Erin a funny look, Ashley said, “I’m a rock star?”

“At that, yeah,” Erin said, stretching and sighing happily, “you are like the Ozzy Osbourne of doing that.”

“What?” Ashley said, laughing.

“That was meant to be a compliment,” Erin said, a little sheepishly, “I’m not sure if it sounded that way or not.”

“Okay,” Ashley said, shaking her head, “I think that orgasm short-circuited your brain.”

“A little,” Erin said, smiling at her, “I still think you are a rock star, though.”

Ashley kissed her tenderly, said, “I can work with that.”

“Love you,” Erin said, pulling the girl down atop of her.

“Love you, too,” Ashley said, laying her head on Erin’s shoulder. Her fingers found the half heart pendant around Erin’s neck, and she smiled as she said, “My stepmom asked me about my necklace, wanted to know where I got it. I must have sounded guilty as I told her it was a friendship necklace from you. She gave me a weird look.”

“Do you think she believed you?” Erin asked, meeting Ashley’s eyes.

“She let me stay the night, so probably,” Ashley said, kissing Erin, “how about your mom and dad?”

“You are staying the night, so…” Erin said, smiling at her, “it probably would have been smarter not to wear them in front of our parents.”

“I know,” Ashley said, taking Erin’s hand, “I didn’t want to take it off, though.”

“Me, either,” Erin said, giving her a tender kiss.

“God, Mindy and Sarah are right,” Ashley said, shaking her head, “we are too cute.”

Laughing, Erin said, “Yeah… but they are ones to talk.”

“Do you think they are still up, too?” Ashley asked, glancing at the alarm clock on Erin’s nightstand.

“Probably,” Erin said, sighing, “although we should probably get to sleep. We are helping them moving the couch and love seat to the cabin tomorrow.”

“I know,” Ashley said, groaning, “the love seat better fit, is all I’m saying.”

“It will,” Erin laughed.

“We can ask them if they want anything else out of the basement tomorrow,” Ashley said.

“There is one other thing I want to ask Mindy about, too,” Erin said, her eyes going to her closet door.

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