Filling in the Gaps
by Red Willow
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"I'm sure they'll get over it." I told her, grinning. I caught her lips with mine, snatching soft kisses, tugging her lips with mine.
"Come on..." She stood up and jumped the short distance from the deck to the ground, holding her hand for me to follow.
I took her hand and in silence we walked back around to the front of the building.
"Tara said she'd be over there." She said pointing to the second apartment." I nodded, looking around. Even less people were there when we had first arrived. I looked up to at least ten women on the balcony holding drink cups. Smoke wafted out of the apartment behind them. There was a steady throb of some kind of techno coming from the apartment, while the music that had been about blasting from Casey and Claire's had been turned down considerably.
When we entered Shelley and Andi's apartment, we saw that there was a group of about fifteen women sitting on the black leather couch, chair, and loveseat. I tried averting my gaze in my stunned silence, as some were topless. Two were currently kissing while the others clapped and laughed. One was shirtless, yet still wore a an apricot bra and her long streaked hair ended in curls just above her breasts. The other, a blonde who wore a black tee shirt and jeans, was clearly enjoying their engagement. Her hand roamed down topless's side, following the curve of her hip.
Among the many red and blue party cups and beer bottles littering the long glass table, I spotted a pair of green dice. What they were I wasn't sure. Willow and I stood there for a few moments and watched as the woman wearing the black tee shirt picked up the dice, while another spun an empty beer bottle. The blonde who had rolled the dice read what they said out loud.
"Lick and Nipples." She said loudly. It was obvious that she had had quite a lot to drink "Oohh... Sheila baby... take that shirt off!"
We watched as Sheila rolled her eyes before sitting up to take off her shirt. She reached behind her and unhooked her bra, letting her breasts fall forward and her bra falling down her arms. Her nipples were large, brown and erect. I swallowed hard and watched as the blond leaned forward and slowly let the tip of her tongue slip out to touch a nipple. After a few short flicks she began to seriously stroke the erect flesh, swirling her tongue around. Moving on to the next, she managed to do the same while the woman receiving the treatment simply sat there with her eyes closed, her lips slightly parted. She supported herself by her arms behind her on the couch.
The others hooted and hollered and I was quickly snapped out of my daze by Willow tugging on my arm. I looked over at her and I could see she had been as caught up in the show as I was. All the more reason to hurry up and get home.
"You two wanna play?" A shorthaired brunette asked looking back at us.
Willow shook her head vehemently.
"No thanks." I wasn't sure where I had found my voice, convinced that I didn't have one. "We're about to leave."
"Oh too bad... this game can get real wild!" She finished with a grin and a squeal, turning back to the game as another woman spun the bottle.
We walked past them and turned the corner that led to the open kitchen. What we saw there made us stop once more.
It was a sight that I never thought I'd see, not in a million years. Er... not that I had ever thought about it, much. I had to shake my head and make sure I wasn't hallucinating. Willow's soft "Eep" convinced me I wasn't alone in my vision.
There was a larger dining area with a small, square, tile topped table near the far right wall surrounded by four chairs. It was also littered with plastic cups, beer bottles, and several half emptied liquor bottles. To the left was the open kitchen area, an L shaped island jutting out from the far wall.
And halfway between the dining area and the kitchen island was Tara with Casey and another woman I hadn't met.
"Holy..."
"Cow." Willow agreed, her voice barely audible over the current selection of music that peaked and dipped in an almost hypnotic pulse.
Casey held Tara in her arms, kissing her deeply, while the other woman held Tara from the back, kissing the side of her neck. Tara held Casey firmly in place by one hand while the other gripped the other woman's arm around her waste. The second woman had short blonde dreads and what looked to be a dragon tattoo emerged from under her tank top to rest on her upper arm, shoulder, and neck.
I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Our sweet, innocent, shy Tara was making out with two girls at the same time. This, of course, outweighed any of the previous shock I had when Tara seemed to come on to me. I looked at Willow who had the same shocked look on her face as I did and I literally wanted to reach out and close her mouth for her.
"Wow." I heard Willow, even over the steady beat of the music.
"Uh huh." I agreed. "Um, Will... was she like this... when you..."
"No." She stated.
"Oh... I um... I guess she's been..."
"Meeting new people?" She asked looking at me.
I shrugged and continued to stare at the site that developed in front of me. Tara broke off the kiss, turned away from us, only to wrap an arm around the second woman while reaching behind herself for Casey. Each woman complied with the change and again, Tara was caught in a deep desperate kiss. I could literally taste the desire burning off the three women.
The blonde slipped her hand into Tara's mostly unbuttoned top, cupping her breast and from what I could tell, began manipulating her nipple. Tara broke from the kiss, moaning softly against the girl's cheek. She turned her head slightly, allowing Casey to lick along her neck before capturing her earlobe between her teeth. It looked like the blonde was doing the same thing to the other side of Tara's neck while her hand continued to massage and squeeze Tara's breast. The soft moans that escaped Tara's parted lips were doing nothing for my current state as I felt my body ache with need.
Tara's hand left the woman's shoulder and disappeared under the white tank top the blonde wore, sliding her hand and the shirt up over smooth tanned skin. The blonde wasn't wearing a bra and her small firm breast was soon covered by Tara's eager hand. She twisted and pulled the nipple between her fingers, causing the other woman to arch into the touch. Their moans could easily be heard from where we stood.
Trying to avert my gaze in an attempt to gain control over my senses, I took a step away from the scene, only to see two other women sitting on the white kitchen counter in the corner. One, chocolate skinned with braids held the other who had short curly blonde hair. The first was stroking the other's stomach directly under her breasts while whispering in her ear as they both watched Tara, Casey, and the blonde make out. It looked like the trio was putting on a show for the other two. From the looks of it, the two women on the counter were really into it, especially the blonde who kept running her tongue over her bottom lip, which was pierced. She played with the ring absently.
"Buffy..." Willow tugged on my arm.
"What?" I asked, glancing at Willow.
"Don't be mad okay?" She said softly glancing at me briefly before turning her attention back to her ex-girlfriend's current activity.
"What for?"
"This is... this is really... really, really... turning me on."
A grin crept into my face. Sliding my hand so very slowly up Willow's back, my fingertips creating random patterns, I kissed her earlobe before letting my hand slide around her neck, caressing the most sensitive area with my thumb. She visibly shivered before moving closer to me, wrapping her arm around my waist, slipping her fingers up under the hem of my shirt to caress the skin below beneath.
My nipples hardened, straining against the soft satin material confining them as tiny shivers made their way from everywhere Willow touched me to the rest of my body, like an echo. We continued to watch, unaware of the game that took place a few feet away. We watched Casey slide her hand between Tara and the blonde's bodies, gripping Tara's thigh. The blond moved her kisses down the exposed area of Tara's creamy cleavage, lapping and nipping at the skin while Tara held the woman's dreads firmly in her hands.
Willow's other hand found its way to my stomach, dancing her fingers across while I continued to gently stroke my fingers up and down her neck over her pulse point. The air was charged with sexual energy, soft moans filled my ears from every direction even as the music continued to throb and beat in the background. And maybe that was part of it too. The music, its beat and rhythm were laced with sex, a deep throbbing like an ache, a need. A steady rhythm like two bodies moving against each other, moving in sync to reach that blissful plateau of pleasure.
I was soaked. I felt a single bead of sweat roll down my temple, yet it in no way compared to the river between my legs. Time seemed to stand still as I absorbed the position I found myself in. The music throbbed in my ears, throbbed through the floor sending my hips into a barely visible rock. Willow's soft, hot body was pressed so tightly against me, her fingers teasing and tempting me, that I thought I would melt into her. The sounds of women kissing and teasing each other, laughing and clapping, cheering on the lust that was building at an unstable level behind us caused my heart to quicken. The site in front of us of Tara, Casey, and the blonde kissing and groping, building the tension and the heat between them to the point it poured off them, poured off them only to be absorbed by me caused the river in me to swell and overflow.
Suddenly I wanted to become a part of it all, let myself disappear into the heat, make myself open and wide for their use. Give in to the craving, to the deep, painful ache that I feared would never go away. Give in and feed, be fed upon, teased and pleased, fucked and sucked. I wanted it all and I wanted it at that moment.
I felt Willow's lips trail across my neck before I felt her breath at my ear.
"I want you so bad right now." She told me in that sexy growl that makes me strip down to skin with the confidence that every fiber of my being would be satisfied when she was through with me.
I pulled my eyes away from the show and studied Willow. She was glowing with wanton need. Her green eyes were dark and heavy with desire and I knew. I knew I'd have to take her again soon. Take her into one of their bedrooms, the bathroom, hell back outside. Take her and make her mine as she would make me hers, again and again. I wanted to slide into her, rock her steady into the early morning hours until she was begging for me to stop in exhaustion. And I knew I wanted her to do the same. To slip her hand inside, to fill me up with everything she had and bring me to the brink again and again until we were both spent, slumping into sweating heaps.
I nodded that I understood, that I wanted everything she did, and that we were going to go, go now before we ripped each other's clothes off in the middle of the room and fucked each other silly in front of the twenty women still in the apartment. And maybe they wouldn't have been too shocked by that, considering what was already taking place.
I chanced a glance behind us to see if the other partygoers were so entranced with the trio as we were. Some were watching, though the looks on their faces told me that they had seen it all before. Others continued to play the game, touching, licking, and kissing each other according to what those two tiny dice told them.
We needed to get out of here. I didn't know exactly what was going on, but I was losing the little bit of restraint I had. Something was bubbling up inside of me. Passion and need, yes, but something else. Something primal and raw that I've always held back, something I couldn't hold on to much longer.
I looked toward Tara and her friends in time to see Casey's hand grab Tara between the legs, pulling her hips back to meld against her. Tara wasted no time though, she broke from their grasp, only to turn and press herself firmly against Casey. Her bra clad breasts fully exposed as her shirt fell open. Their mouths met in a crushing kiss and again I heard the blonde chuckle before I saw her move. She laced her fingers into both girls' hair before they broke from their kiss and kissed her, first one then the other. Before I had a chance to tell Will to go, tell her I wanted out now, the woman with the braids jumped off the counter, leaving her companion behind. She swiftly made it over to the trio and adding her lips, hands, and body to the mix. They four of them kissed each other in searing passion. I watched, mesmerized once again as the blonde's tank top was pulled off right there in the damn kitchen. Chocolate brown on creamy white as the girl from the counter immediately went to licking and sucking on the blonde's breasts while Casey backed Tara against the island, kissing and lapping down her neck and exposed chest. Tara's hands found Casey's breasts and squeezed them mercilessly, she in turn cupped Tara's sex once again, causing her to throw her head back and arch into the touch.
I was caught there at the sight of seeing Casey flex her hand against Tara's sex, causing my own to jump in angry need.
"Shit." I heard Willow squeak beside me, and my eyes shot up automatically.
I caught sight of Tara's face, lolled back, facing us. Her mouth was open as if she were panting, her tongue darting out over her swollen bottom lip. Her eyes were half-lidded but open. She was staring right at us
The four women were in the middle of the dining area, yet I felt we had been caught doing something wrong. Tara didn't say anything, didn't even blush, simply kept her steady gaze on me and Willow while the other women kept up their heated ministrations.
I couldn't take it any more. The look of lost lust Tara had in her eyes sent my body reeling. She was inviting us, without words, without a gesture, without anything other than the open display of passion the four women in front of us were showing, we were invited. I needed it. I needed touch and motion. My body was buzzing and aching, screaming to have what was being offered. Willow's hands on my body told me she felt something to, needed something.
I grabbed Willow's hand, harsher than I ever remembered doing before and turned her to look at me. She was practically panting with desire. She wore her arousal openly. The rise and fall of her chest, the steady rocking in her step, the barely visible sheen of perspiration on her brow, even the way her bottom lip had this slight quiver to it. She was begging me with her eyes. Begging me to take her.
"I need you. NOW!" I growled, pulling her behind me past the four women we had been watching, mesmerized for God knows how long.