30. Michaela
MICHAELA
“This okay?” Iris asked, and Michaela nodded her head. There was so much tension in the air, sexual tension. It gave Michaela a heady feeling and dialed up the carnal need that Jay had brought out of her earlier. She sat up, completely naked, save for a blanket on her lap.
In front of her, Iris mirrored her position, with her knees up and her weight back on her hands.
She’d stripped down to a pair of pink panties and a large t-shirt that looked suspiciously like it belonged to Davis.
Next to her, Jay sat on her knees, still topless, with flushed cheeks, swollen lips, and mussed hair.
Michaela thought the sight of Jay was going to destroy her. She needed some kind of release.
Pent up didn’t even begin to describe Michaela’s situation. It was frustrating to want release but to be worried about the after effects. To be across from one of the hottest women and not sure if you were ready to be touched by her. To—
“Kayla,” Iris’ voice cut across her thoughts. “Sensations, remember? We are here to feel and to rebuild how we accept what we feel, okay?”
Michaela nodded. She liked the aura Iris had.
She liked how it felt like this journey was really hers, like she and Jay were on it together.
Jay always made her feel like that, that Jay would be there no matter what.
And so the idea that Iris was the guide felt like just one more thing they were exploring together. Something that belonged to them.
Plus, Michaela would be lying if she said she didn’t find Iris attractive.
Bold and confident. Her pink lips and bright hazel eyes.
But what was more, with Iris sitting there with long shapely legs, knees up, Michaela was able to catch a glimpse of what lay beyond her lace pink panties.
Michaela found the sight incredibly hot.
Paired with a kneeling, topless Jay, the whole scene was enough to keep her center throbbing.
“Do you like what you see?” Jay asked, as if reading Michaela’s mind.
“Yes,” Michaela said, looking at Jay.
“You want to touch yourself?” Iris asked.
“I do, but sometimes,” Michaela trailed off. She didn’t want to break this moment with her shit. This is why they always talked at the start of the night, but she’d clearly thrown a wrench in by asking for more.
“That’s okay, I am going to show you something, a way for you to dip inside yourself.
You’ve seen it before, when I was showing you how to tuck.
It’s relaxing and sensual, and then we can work our way up from there, okay?
” Iris said, taking a hand and moving it to her front while widening her legs.
Michaela could see she was partially aroused, and was surprised to find that this excited her.
Had watching her and Jay done that to Iris?
“Watch closely,” Iris said, and she took her hand and made a peace or Girl Power sign–Michaela liked to think of it as the latter. She turned her fingers towards her. “Jay, can you pull down my underwear?” Iris asked. “If that’s okay with you, Michaela.” Michaela nodded and looked at Jay.
Jay smiled and then said in a deep, throaty voice, “You want to see how I would take your panties off?”
Even Iris was surprised; Michaela saw her turn in Jay’s direction with a smile on her lips.
“Well done, Jay. Yes, show Kayla how you’d take her panties off for her.”
Michaela swallowed as she watched Jay lean over and hook her long fingers under the waistband of Iris’ panties and pull them down her legs.
Michaela shuddered at the sight, imagining Jay’s fingers at her own waist. She took one of her hands and drew an imaginary line where a waistband would be.
Imagining the sensation of her panties sliding down her legs in anticipation of more of Jay.
Michaela widened her legs. She was the most aroused she’d ever been.
And she hadn’t even touched herself yet.
“Good, Kayla,” Iris cooed. “Now, we know where you like to be touched so far, but I want to show you something new, okay? Tell me if this is upsetting for you in any way,” Iris said as she widened her legs. She was still only partially aroused from what Michaela could see.
“Show me,” Michaela breathed out, desperate for Iris to show her a way to get some relief.
“I’m going to finger myself, like this,” she took her two fingers still in the Girl Power peace sign position, and then placed them right above her swelling arousal.
Michaela watched as the other woman slid her fingers on either side and then watched them sink inward.
At this, Iris let out a satisfactory sigh.
“Right here Kayla, you can finger yourself, like this. It may or may not get you off but it can be relaxing and get you ready for what’s next. Do you wanna try?”
Michaela wasn’t sure, but she decided to try.
She made the same Girl Power sign and then mimicked Iris under the blanket.
She was fully hard and wet. But she was able to move around herself, and felt her fingers slide around her soft skin till they each slid inside.
The feeling was weird, a feeling she’d never felt before, but she was elated because here she was, inside of herself.
She had been inside her hole before, but never like this, never in the front of her body.
“Do you want to try, Jay?” Michaela heard Iris ask and realized her eyes had closed, and there was a ghost of a smile on her face.
“Yeah,” Jay said as she began to shift to remove her shorts. But Michaela had another idea.
“Wait, Jay, can you show me how you’d do this? On Iris?”
Jay paused, and Michaela caught a flicker of surprise on Jay’s face before it was replaced with hot lust.
“Come here, Jay,” Iris said, and Jay abandoned removing her shorts and placed her hand where Iris’ was. Iris showed her how to slide her fingers into her skin, and as Jay did it Michaela pressed her own fingers in again, imagining that she was Iris and that her fingers were Jay’s.
Michaela let out a sigh.
“Feel good, Kayla?” Iris asked.
Before Michaela could answer, Jay parroted their friend, “Yeah Mickey, does it feel good? Are you thinking about my fingers pressed inside you, baby, the way I’m thinking about my fingers pressed inside you?”
The idea that Jay was also thinking about what it would feel like to touch her this way sent a shiver down Michaela’s spine, and she let out a small moan.
“That’s it,” Iris said, “I wanna hear you both. Jay, ask her what she wants.”
“Mickey baby, this feels so good being knuckle deep in this soft heat, do you want me to push into you harder or do you want me to go soft and slow?”
In answer, Michaela tried two different modes; the second time she pressed in a little deeper, a little harder and gasped.
“Mickey?” Jay said breathlessly.
“Harder,” Michaela responded, and then Michaela heard Iris gasp, and knew Jay had listened to her. She knew it had felt good for Iris, something she knew Jay had done thinking about her. It was like that gasp was hers, too.
“Now, you probably won’t come from just that. So if you can take on a little more?” Iris asked. And Michaela realized her eyes had closed again. When she opened them, she saw that Iris was at full arousal, and could see she rocked her hips slowly in time with Jay. Michaela began to rock her hips.
“Mmmm that’s it Kayla, rock those hips, let yourself go, let yourself feel.”
“More,” Michaela moaned out. The new sensations, the idea of being inside herself the way she was, and the fantasy of her hand being Jay’s had her on edge. She could feel her wetness leaking.
“Are you wet for me baby? Tell me,” Jay said. “I can feel myself wet for you. I feel Iris wet for us.”
Michaela gasped again, “Yes, I am, please, more.”
“Okay, Kayla, you’re wet and throbbing just how everyone likes their women, just like Jay is going to want to have you, wet and throbbing. Jay,” Iris continued, “I want you to stroke me like you know a girl needs, and Kayla, I want you to watch till you feel you can stroke yourself.”
This was when a part of Michaela that had been offline, blocked by lust and need, rose back to the surface of her mind.
How would Jay touch her? Would it be like the way Brian had tried?
Would it be like the way she touched Diana?
Was it ridiculous that she hoped it was closer to how Jay touched Diana, even though their bodies were different, than how Brian had touched hers?
“Mickey baby, let me show you how I wanna stroke you.”
Michaela watched as Iris reached slightly behind her. She struggled a bit till she revealed a small bottle. “From my bag, I wanna make sure I am nice and wet,” and she poured the contents on herself before handing the bottle to Jay. “Give this to Kayla, so she can get wetter too.”
Jay stopped fingering Iris and grabbed the bottle, handing it to Michaela who grabbed it. As she did, Jay went back to Iris, and as Michaela watched, Jay pressed her palm to Iris’ center. Iris hissed in pleasure.
“This is my swollen clit and like all clits, it loves to be kissed, sucked, licked, and rubbed.”
Michaela watched as Jay moved her hand, rubbing Iris’ clit-dick, wedging it between her hand and Iris’ stomach. “Mmmm just like that,” she moaned.
Jay turned to Michaela. “This is how I wanna touch you baby, I wanna make you feel how much I want you, how much my body yearns for you, how much I love you.”
Michaela flipped the bottle of lube open and drizzled the liquid on her own swollen clit. She didn’t even care about the coolness at first, if anything it was another sensation added to the plethora of sensations that had her mind on overdrive.
She needed to come, now.
Mimicking Jay, she slid her hand over herself and moaned. “Fuck, Jay,” Michaela said.
“Does she feel good,” Iris asked.
“So fucking good,” Michaela said.
“Harder baby, you want to really feel me, right?” Jay said. Michaela heard Iris moan again, knowing Jay had added more pressure. So Michaela did the same.