Title: A Little Show and Tell
By:
tayryn
Rating:
NC17/MA
Disclaimer: not mine. I wish. But no, not mine.
Summary: Sharon
gives Brenda a demonstration…
~BS~
Muttering
under her breath, Brenda stepped into her house, shutting and locking the door
behind her before leaning up against it and closing her eyes.
She
sighed.
It’d been
a long day.
Raydor
was still hounding her and her squad, and Brenda wasn’t sure how much more of
the woman’s poking around she could take.
‘Ooh,
that woman!’ she thought with a scowl then took several deep, calming breaths. She wouldn’t think about her anymore tonight.
Deciding
that a nice, hot, leisurely bubble bath was in order to help her forget the
stresses of the day, Brenda pushed herself off of the door. She made a detour into the kitchen, and poured
herself a generous glass of Merlot, knowing the mellow wine would also help her
to relax.
She took
a long, full drink. “Mmm…” she hummed
with pleasure as the flavour washed over her taste buds. Taking another sip, Brenda kicked off her
shoes and dropped her purse on the table.
She then topped off her glass, corked the bottle and returned it to the
fridge.
As she
turned away from the refrigerator, she suddenly stopped.
Something
was different.
She
couldn’t put her finger on it… but something just felt off… almost as if she
wasn’t alone in the house.
Brenda
shook her head. That couldn’t be it.
With the
finalization of their divorce, Fritz had returned his key when he’d collected
the rest of his things… and Joel… two days earlier.
She
frowned.
She
missed the cat.
Shaking
her head again at how silly she was being, she moved through the kitchen
towards her bedroom. She paused, her
hand on the door knob.
‘I don’t
remember shutting the door,’ she thought then shrugged. With the way things were going right now, she
very well could have.
She
opened the door, stepped into her room, and stopped dead in her tracks.
There,
kneeling on her bed, without a stitch of clothing was the real reason she’d
asked Fritz for a divorce… not her job like she’d told him.
“How’d
you get in?”
“I do
know how to pick a lock, you know.”
“That’s
breakin’ and enterin’,”Brenda pointed out.
“So, then
why don’t you arrest me?” Was the smooth
reply, followed by the raising of hands.
“I’ll even let you handcuff me.”
Brenda
smirked, and stepped over to stand at the foot of the bed. “Maybe later… if you’re lucky.”
That
garnered an amused hum.
“So, what
are you doing here?” She asked, taking a
sip of her wine before reaching out to smooth an imaginary wrinkle on the
comforter.
“I had a
rough day at work. I didn’t really want
to go home to an empty house, and I remembered a conversation we had the other
day. The one where you asked me what I
do to unwind after work, and how I… take care of… things… when you’re not
around.”
Brenda
felt herself flush as she remembered the conversation, and the pointed look
she’d gotten in response to her question.
“And, so
you felt the need…”
“To
demonstrate? Yes.” There was a pause, and then the voice
dropped… grew huskier. “I saw the look
in your eyes… saw your arousal…”
“…Sharon…” Brenda exhaled
slowly.
“I know today
was a bad day. But in spite of that, all
that time we spent together…”
“…arguing…”
“…discussing
the case,” Sharon
continued as if Brenda hadn’t interrupted her, “has left me feeling…” she crept
to the edge of the bed, “very anxious.”
Brenda
swallowed.
“I know that
Chief Johnson and Captain Raydor don’t always see eye to eye…” Sharon told her, reaching
out to finger the buttons on Brenda’s blouse.
“However, for Brenda and Sharon… I know that all of that… arguing…” she brushed
the shirt open, revealing a simple white bra.
“Is our
version of foreplay?” Brenda asked with
a hint of a smile.
“Yes.”
“You
could be right,” Brenda replied and took a sip of her wine before holding the
glass out to the other woman. She
swallowed when Sharon
wrapped her hand around Brenda’s and drew the glass to her lips to take a
drink.
“Mmm…” Sharon hummed. “That’s good.”
“So,”
Brenda began, taking another sip of the burgundy liquid. “All of our arguing turned you on?”
Sharon nodded.
“And just
how turned on are you?”
Instead
of answering verbally, Sharon
reached out and grabbed Brenda’s free hand, and guided it between her thighs.
“Oh my…”
Brenda exhaled the breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. The heat emanating from Sharon’s core was unmistakable and she was…
“…so wet.”
“Yes,” Sharon murmured.
Brenda’s
eyes darkened and she flexed her fingers, slipping one between the swollen
folds of Sharon’s
pussy and stroking lightly. “And you’ve
been this way all afternoon?”
Sharon gasped
and nodded.
Brenda
smiled and continued to rub Sharon’s
sex; slipping the tip of her finger just inside her snug channel, then back up
to circle her clit. “So… you mentioned
something about a demonstration?”
“Yes, I
did…” Sharon
nodded and reached down to grasp Brenda’s hand, and removed it from between her
thighs. Holding the blonde’s eyes, she
brought her fingers up to her mouth and boldly licked her juices from Brenda’s
middle finger.
“Sharon…” Brenda growled
the older woman’s name.
Sharon merely
smiled, gave Brenda’s finger another lick then dropped her hand and leaned in
to brush her lips against the other woman’s.
“Take off your clothes, and join me on the bed,” she whispered then took
the wine glass from Brenda’s hand and moved away.
Brenda
watched as Sharon
turned and crawled back to the head of the bed, affording her a nice view of
her backside. “Mmm… nice ass, Captain,”
she murmured approvingly.
Sharon glanced
back over her shoulder and grinned at her.
Brenda
returned the grin as she quickly shed the rest of her clothes then climbed up
onto the bed and crawled towards her.
“Stop
there,” Sharon
told her when she was halfway across the bed.
Brenda
stopped and sat back on her haunches then held her hand out and wiggled her
fingers. “Wine…”
Sharon chuckled,
took another sip and handed over the glass, then smiled sensuously at her as
she shifted down on the bed. She kicked
her right leg up and over her so that Brenda was kneeling between her spread
legs; her knees in line with Sharon’s
as she lay back on the mattress. “You wanted
to know…” she began in a low voice, her hands sliding up her sides to cup her
breasts, “how I take care of myself when we can’t be together? How I took care of myself all those months
before we finally admitted our attraction.”
Brenda
nodded, her eyes growing wide as she watched Sharon’s fingers circle and pull on her
nipples; the pink tips growing dusky and hard.
She licked her lips. “Sharon…”
“Watch…” Sharon said in a husky
voice, trailing her left hand down over her stomach, slipping her fingers into
the dark auburn curls between her legs, her right hand sliding down to stroke
her inner thigh.
Brenda
groaned; her eyes locked on Sharon’s
fingers combing through the soft hair before her middle finger disappeared
between her swollen lower lips. “Oh…
God…” she moaned, watching her fingers move slowly back and forth along her
sex. “Sharon…”
Sharon smiled, watching Brenda watching her, the pure, unbridled lust clouding
her warm brown eyes sending a surge of moisture to Sharon’s centre. Her smile grew as she dropped her eyes to the
blonde’s chest, and saw that her nipples were standing hard and proud on the
full breasts.
“You…” Brenda
heard Sharon’s melodious
voice say, her eyes not leaving the junction of the brunette’s legs. “You do this to me, Brenda…” she said, her
right hand leaving her thigh to open herself up to her. Brenda swallowed hard at the sight of Sharon’s glistening pink
flesh. “Only you, Brenda…”
Brenda
watched as Sharon
slipped her middle finger into her moist opening only slightly, stopping at the
first knuckle. Her body flushed even
more, and she felt a pulse between her legs in response to the soft gasp of her
name on Sharon’s lips as she withdrew her finger then slowly pressed it back
inside; going a little deeper then withdrawing again. She repeated the action until her finger was
completely buried inside her body.
“Sharon…” Brenda groaned,
fighting the urge to pull the other woman’s hands away, and bury her face in Sharon’s pussy and eat her
until she was screaming out her name.
But she knew she couldn’t. Not
yet.
She took
a long drink of her wine, and slipped her free hand between her own thighs, her
fingers brushing through the blonde curls, and dipping into her own moisture. Her eyes were on Sharon’s finger as she
pulled it out of her body, bringing the long, glistening digit up to spread her
arousal over the swollen nub. Brenda’s nostrils
flared as Sharon’s
scent wafted up to her and she licked her lips as she circled her clit, her
fingers moving around the sensitive flesh.
Sharon brought
her eyes back up from Brenda’s chest to watch her face as she moved her hand
down, this time pressing two fingers inside her body, her hips unconsciously
lifting to meet the penetrating digits.
Brenda’s
eyes followed the brunette’s fingers as she moved them in and out of her body. She drained her glass then let it fall gently
to the carpeted floor, and reached out to grasp Sharon’s leg, her gaze never leaving the
sight of her lover’s hand moving against and within her sex.
Unable to
help herself, Sharon
lowered her eyes to Brenda’s lap, and moaned at the sight of Brenda’s fingers
moving against her pussy in concert with her own. The sight enflamed Sharon’s arousal and she began to move her
fingers faster; the sensations building up inside her body.
Brenda
watched with rapt attention as Sharon
brought her right hand into play, her middle and index fingers circling
furiously over her clit as the fingers on her left hand continued to thrust
inside her wet sheath. She could her
hear Sharon’s breathing growing ragged and knew by the way she was gasping her name
that she was close to release.
“That’s
it, honey…” Brenda urged in a gravely voice, stroking the smooth skin of Sharon’s thigh. “Come…” Sharon’s
hips began to arch off the bed. Brenda smiled. “Come for me, Sharon…”
With a
couple more thrusts of her fingers deep inside her snug channel, and firmer swirls
of her fingers against her clit, Sharon
cried out Brenda’s name as she came; her body writhing in orgasm.
Brenda
watched Sharon
shatter. Watched her body undulate with
the pleasure coursing through her still firm body in waves, and then unable to
simply sit and watch any longer, Brenda pulled her hand from between her thighs
then reached out to grasp Sharon’s
hands and pulled them away from her body.
For
several moments, with more control than she realized she had, the blonde simply
gazed at the brunette. Her eyes fixated
on her lover’s sex… so swollen, so red… and so very wet with her cream. With a soft murmur of her name, Brenda buried
her face in Sharon’s most sensitive flesh, and
with a low groan deep in her throat, Brenda stabbed her tongue into Sharon’s still quivering
opening and lapped at her juices.
“Bren…” Sharon gasped, her hands
clutching at her head as she continued to lick and suck at her slick
flesh. “Oh… God… yes…”
“Mmm…” Brenda
murmured against her as she continued to feast on her essence.
Sharon shifted beneath her, crying out Brenda’s name as she pressed two
fingers inside her, her lips moving up and closing around Sharon’s swollen and still sensitive
clitoris; sucking hard. Brenda kissed
her hungrily, lips, tongue and fingers pushing Sharon into another orgasm.
“Bre…. BREN…. oh… fuck…” she screamed, writhing under the
blonde as the sensations overwhelmed her, radiating from her centre to warm her
entire body and rush over her, pulling her into yet another release.
Brenda
groaned in approval as more of her captain’s cream flowed into her mouth. “Sharon….”
she murmured against her flesh. “…honey…
you taste so good…”
Sharon moaned,
her words vibrating through her as her release continued to flow over her, Brenda’s
fingers and tongue prolonging the intense sensations. She tightened her grip in her long blonde hair
and tugged. “Brenda…” she called in a
breathless voice.
Brenda looked
up at Sharon,
her mouth still locked on her wet centre, her tongue moving slowly against
her. “Hmm…?”
“Come up
here…” Sharon
beseeched, tugging on her hair again. “I
want you inside me… above me…”
“Sharon…” Brenda growled
against her, smiling as Sharon
moaned and arched against her mouth.
“Brenda… please…”
With one
last loving kiss to her sex, Brenda eased her fingers out of Sharon’s sheath,
and crawled over her lover, stretching her body out full against her.
Breast to
breast… pussy to pussy… they moaned at the feel of being in full contact.
Brenda smiled
down at Sharon,
her mouth and chin glistening with the other woman’s arousal.
Sharon returned
her smile as she reached up and drew her index finger over the younger woman’s
lips and chin, picking up her essence from Brenda’s face. “Now… now… Chief,” she said in a husky
voice. “Didn’t your mother ever teach
you to wash up when you finished eating?”
Brenda’s arousal
grew, and she felt a rush of moisture to her core as she watched Sharon place her finger in
her mouth and clean her juices from the elegant digit. “Sharon…”
Brenda groaned as she pulled her finger from her mouth and licked her lips.
“Mmm…” Sharon hummed, a sensuous
yet almost mischievous smile forming on her lips. “I do believe you still have something on
your face…” she slid her hands into the tangled blonde locks, holding Brenda’s face
steady as she lifted her head. “Allow
me…”
Brenda
moaned at the feel of Sharon’s
tongue swiping over her chin, licking away the residue of her own arousal
clinging to Brenda’s face. She shifted,
settling herself firmer between the cradle of Sharon’s thighs; pressing
her sex against the brunette’s. “Sharon…” Brenda uttered
her name in a gravely voice as her lips finally settled over hers.
They
kissed hungrily.
Sharon wrapped one
of her legs loosely around her lover’s and began to rub herself against Brenda…
rocking her pussy against the blonde’s.
She smiled against Brenda’s lips, swallowing her moan of approval.
Brenda
broke off the kiss, pausing to gaze down into dark green eyes before dipping
her head to trail her lips along Sharon’s
collarbone to her breasts. She ran her
tongue over and around the full swell of the other woman’s right breast, moving
in ever smaller growing circles until she came to her nipple.
“Brenda!” Sharon
growled in frustration as she merely flicked her tongue against the turgid peak
then kissed her way to her other breast.
Brenda
chuckled, sweeping her tongue along Sharon’s
silky flesh; delighting in the gasps and shivers she caused her. “You have such soft skin,” she murmured,
nipping gently at the underside of her breast.
“Such soft… mmm… skin.”
Sharon arched
beneath her as Brenda neared her nipple, groaning as she brushed her lips over
it, barely touching the rosy tip. “Brenda…
don’t tease…” she begged as Brenda buried her face
between Sharon’s
breasts, kissing and sucking on the smooth skin.
“Mmm…” Sharon moaned softly as Brenda’s
hands came up to cover the full mounds, her palms hot on her aching
nipples. It felt nice… but at that
moment, it wasn’t Brenda’s hands she wanted teasing her breasts. “Brenda… please…”
Brenda
lifted her head, her dark brown eyes locking with Sharon’s green ones.
Sharon arched
beneath her again, pushing her breasts into her hands. “Please… I want…”
“What?” Brenda asked in a husky voice.
“You…
your mouth…” she inhaled sharply as Brenda’s fingers circled and pulled on the
sensitive peaks. “Please…”
Brenda
lowered her head, once again burying her face between Sharon’s breasts, laving the slightly bruised
skin with her tongue before sweeping up the side of her right breast and
pulling her nipple between her lips.
“Oh…
yes…” Sharon
cried out as the wet warmth of Brenda’s mouth surrounded her hardened
peak. Her hands flew to her head,
holding Brenda there as her tongue swirled around and around her nipple.
Despite Sharon’s hands holding tight to her head, Brenda managed
to pull her mouth away from Sharon’s
breast, once more pressing her lips to the silky skin between her lover’s
generous bosom.
“Bren… da…” Sharon
tugged on her hair, murmuring her approval as she licked her way up her left
breast and captured the berried tip. “… yes…”
Brenda
began to softly hum as she suckled at Sharon’s
breast, her tongue teasing and worrying the tender tip; feeling the other woman
arch beneath her and try to push more of her breast into her mouth.
“Ooh… you
are so talented with your mouth…” Sharon
murmured then gasped when Brenda bit down lightly on her nipple. As Brenda continued to suck Sharon’s
breasts, Sharon
slipped a hand between their bodies and cupped Brenda’s centre.
“Sharon…” Brenda groaned
against Sharon’s
breast as she began to slowly stroke her.
“I want to
be inside you,” she told the blonde, pressing a finger between Brenda’s nether
lips, lighting circling her thumb over the sensitive bundle of nerves. “And I want you inside me… I need you… Brenda,
please…”
Brenda
released her nipple and moved up so that she could meet Sharon’s eyes. She smiled down at the older woman. “I need you too, Sharon…”
“Be with
me…” Sharon
continued to stroke her.
“Yes…” Brenda
nodded, sliding a hand between them to stroke her fingers through Sharon’s wet
curls, dipping them into her then pulling back out to circle her clit.
“Brenda…”
Sharon bucked
under her. “…oh, Brenda…”
With one
last rub against the sensitive bundle, Brenda slid two fingers down Sharon’s sex and pressed
them against her entrance. Her eyes
locked with Sharon’s. “Together…”
Sharon smiled
up at her and nodded.
Slowly…
together… they pressed their fingers inside each other.
“Mmm…”
Brenda hissed at the feel of Sharon’s wet heat
surrounding her fingers, and lowered her mouth to capture Sharon’s in a passionate kiss. “You feel so good…” she murmured against her
lips as she wriggled her fingers.
“So do
you,” Sharon
whispered and began to move her fingers, pulling them out then sliding them
back inside Brenda’s slick sheath.
They
quickly found their rhythm… their bodies rocking together as their fingers
thrust in and out of each other… Sharon driving her
fingers into Brenda’s pussy as Brenda withdrew hers from Sharon’s.
Back and
forth… over and over… in and out… they made love to each other, slowly
increasing their arousal… pushing their desire higher and higher. When one or the other would near orgasm…
they’d ease up, allowing their bodies to calm slightly before beginning all
over again.
Their
mouths met again in a slow kiss, matching the rhythm of their bodies, their
tongues mimicking the thrusting of their fingers… slow and steady then hard and
fast… and as the kiss grew more intense, more fervent; so did the push of their
fingers… the glide of their bodies,
They
broke out of the kiss with a gasp, and Brenda rose up onto her elbow over Sharon, her fingers
driving hard and fast, sliding in and out of her wet heat. Their eyes locked, what they felt for each
other… the strong attraction and feelings, radiating in waves through their
visual connection.
“Brenda…”
Sharon moaned as
the blonde continued to pound into her.
She gripped Brenda’s hip with her other hand, squeezing the firm flesh
in time with the motion of their bodies.
She was close… so close… and she wanted Brenda with her. She stroked her fingers pushing deeper…
harder and faster into her lover. “I’m
close…”
“So am
I…” Brenda replied and clenched around her captain’s fingers.
They
thrust their hips into every push of their fingers, grinding the heels of their
hands into each other’s clits, pushing each other closer and closer to the
edge.
“Mmm… oh
yes… more…” Sharon
moaned, the sensations in the pit of her stomach growing even stronger as Brenda
expertly stroked her. “I… harder…yesss… there… oh God…”
Brenda acceded
to her wishes and drove her fingers harder and deeper into the other woman,
moaning when Sharon
matched her pace. The blonde groaned
when Sharon stroked that perfect spot within
her, and lowered back down, sliding her arm under Sharon and gripping her shoulder, so that
their breasts were once again in full contact.
“… Sharon… yes…”
Suddenly,
they were writhing against each other… their inner walls pulsing around each
other’s fingers… warm moisture flowing along the still thrusting digits to
drench their palms.
“BRENDA!!” Sharon
screamed her lover’s name, her leg tightening around the blonde, her hand
clenching Brenda’s hip as an explosive climax shifted her world into mindlessness. “Mmm… ooh, Brenda…” she moaned as the
pleasure rolled over her in waves.
Riding Sharon’s fingers with
renewed purpose, Brenda cried out the older woman’s name moments later as her
orgasm consumed her. Her nails bit into Sharon’s shoulder as the
intense pleasure stole her breath; the sensations coursing through every nerve
in her body.
They sank
into each other’s arms; panting as their bodies hummed with residual pulses
from their climaxes. The two women
moaned softly, each of them flexing their fingers inside the other in response
to the still rhythmic clenching of their pussies.
“Mmm…” Sharon murmured against
Brenda’s temple then smiled when she felt a soft kiss to her shoulder. “I’m going to…” she warned in a quiet voice.
Brenda
nodded then whimpered as Sharon
slowly eased her fingers out of her. “I
know…” Sharon
whispered and Brenda felt the gentle squeeze to her hip. She lifted her head and met her lover’s green
eyes just as she placed her glistening fingers in her mouth. “Sharon,”
Brenda groaned when the brunette hummed her delight as she licked Brenda’s
cream from her fingers and palm.
With a
gentle flex as her only warning, Brenda slipped her fingers out of the other
woman. Instead of putting her fingers in
her mouth, Brenda nudged Sharon’s
hand out of the way and painted her lips with her own juices before covering
her mouth in a hungry kiss.
They
parted breathlessly a few moments later then rolled onto their sides, their
legs entangling; arms wrapped loosely around each other.
“So…” Sharon began, brushing a
tangled lock of blonde hair back behind Brenda’s ear. “Are you still upset about my breaking and
entering?”
“No...” Brenda
answered with a soft giggle then a slow, sly smile filled her face. “However, I do still think you ought to be
punished accordingly.”
Sharon grinned
as she slipped her hand under the pillow and pulled out a pair of handcuffs,
letting them dangle from her finger. “I
knew you’d say that.”
Brenda
laughed outright.
Her day
had been a long bad one.
Her night
looked to be turning into a long good one.
~fin
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