Ellie was weak and breathless and lost in pleasure. She’d never been licked out like this before. It was so intense she couldn’t think, so intense she almost couldn’t breathe. All she could do was lie where she was, and ache with pleasure, and frantically gasp for air.

She lay, and gasped, and felt pleasure like she never had before.

She was almost a little worried. She actually couldn’t breathe. She was panting so hard she couldn’t quite take a full breath of air.

Mia was kissing Ellie, licking her, sliding her mouth all over Ellie’s pussy. Sucking like she was trying to drink from Ellie, licking like she wanted this, like Ellie was something wonderful. Ellie felt wet and spread and taken by Mia’s tongue. It was everything that Ellie had hoped for, and almost more than she could stand.

Ellie wanted to gasp and moan and grab at Mia’s head, but also, at the very same time, she wanted to lie still, and do nothing, and feel everything she could. She felt close to Mia. She wanted to kiss Mia, and whisper how good Mia’s mouth felt, how good Mia made Ellie feel, but she didn’t, because stopping Mia just to kiss her would be completely silly.

Instead, Ellie lay still, and felt wonderful.

Mia’s mouth felt wonderful. So wonderful that Ellie wasn’t even scared. She ought to be scared, she thought, knowing herself, knowing how much she wanted this to be good, but for some reason she wasn’t.

She didn’t quite understand why.

She thought, and decided it was because this was too good to spoil by being scared. Somehow, some part of her knew that. It was so unbearably good that it mattered too much to let herself be distracted by her fears. That, and she was so distracted by pleasure and had nothing left inside herself with which to be scared. She thought about that, and decided it was good. It mattered to her that she wasn’t scared, and that Mia could made her feel this.

That Mia made her forget to think.

Ellie had wanted to think, but she wasn’t managing very well. She’d planned to pay attention while Mia went down on her, to remember what Mia did so she could do it back. She couldn’t even concentrate well enough for that. As it turned out, that probably didn’t matter. As best she could tell, from what she could feel, Mia was just licking. Licking, and wanting terribly, and that was mostly all. It was what Ellie already knew, what she had done to Mia. There was no secret cleverness, no sneaky tricks. Ellie was relieved and little disappointed too. Relieved because if there wasn’t some secret, she’d probably been doing it right herself, but disappointed because she’d hoped for something she could copy. But there wasn’t a trick. There was just Mia, and how much Ellie wanted her, and how much Mia wanted Ellie, and how long they had both been waiting for this.

Ellie thought for a moment, and decided she glad about that, after all.

Ellie lifted one foot onto Mia’s shoulder, and didn’t quite know why. She held onto Mia’s hair, stroking slowly, running her hand through silky hair while feeling Mia’s mouth. Touching Mia’s hair was wonderfully sexy. Anything that let Ellie know she was with Mia was wonderfully sexy. Mia’s hair, and the slight bump of one of her breasts, and her skin all smooth and slippery. All those little things were good, reminding Ellie it was Mia, but Mia mouth was what mattered most of all.

Mia’s mouth was Ellie’s world. Ellie was lost in Mia’s mouth.

She lay there, vanishing into pleasure, forgetting everything but that. She wanted to curl herself up, to grab at the sheet, to fold her arms over her own face. She wanted to kiss Mia, to feel close to Mia, and show Mia how she felt. She desperately wanted to kiss, was thinking about it again, but she still didn’t want Mia to stop what she was doing.

She wanted to let the world go, and lose herself in what she felt.

She began to forget to lift up her knees, to forget to stroke Mia and hold onto Mia’s head. She began to forget everything except pressing herself up against Mia’s mouth. Her fingers relaxed, and slipped away, and lost their hold on Mia’s hair. She moved her hands to her sides, and didn’t quite notice until Mia reached up, and took one of Ellie’s hands, and put it back where it had been, behind Mia’s head.

Ellie noticed, and came back to herself a little. She thought about kissing, and how she wanted to be involved, not just lie there and be pleasured. It was a little unfair, she decided, not to lick Mia back. Mia ought to feel what Ellie was feeling as well.

“Turn around,” Ellie gasped. “Let me too.”

“Not yet,” Mia said, into Ellie.

Ellie thought for a moment, trying to concentrate, suddenly wondering why. She could be missing something obvious. Perhaps it wouldn’t work with both of them, she thought. Perhaps they wouldn’t both be able to reach.

“Can we not?” Ellie said, confused.

Mia stopped, and looked up, and Ellie almost shrieked because she had.

“Um,” Mia said. “What?”

“It doesn’t matter,” Ellie said, and was about to push Mia back down. Then she changed her mind, and remembered fair, and that she wanted to as well.

“Can we not sixty-nine?” Ellie said. “Doesn’t it work or something?”

Mia looked confused. “What?” she said. “Why not?”

“We aren’t. So I thought, maybe we can’t.”

“Of course we can,” Mia said, still seeming puzzled. “Just, one at a time, it’s better.”

Ellie didn’t understand, because she’d always liked both, and she desperately wanted that now. She wanted to taste Mia, and she also didn’t want Mia to stop licking her. She wanted them both to be doing this.

She didn’t want to be bossy, either, and she desperately didn’t want Mia to stop for a ten minute discussion.

“Can we try?” Ellie said. “Both of us?”

“Just enjoy what I’m doing.”

“I like both at once,” Ellie said. “I want you as well.”

“I can’t concentrate properly if we do.”

Ellie looked at Mia, surprised, a little confused now too. “Concentrate?” she said.

“Yeah. On what I’m doing.”

“How hard is it?” Ellie said. “I mean, I’m distracted but I think I can…”

Ellie was being argumentative, but she actually understood. She knew what Mia meant. Usually Ellie was distracted. Usually sixty-nining was almost too much, too difficult to feel everything she wanted to feel, while concentrating on pleasuring someone else. But right now she didn’t care. Right now she just wanted to taste Mia, and feel Mia, both at the same time.

“I’m not being rude,” Ellie said, wondering if she was. “Just….”

Mia was grinning, and looking at Ellie fondly. “How hard is it really?” Mia said.

“Yep.”

Mia shrugged, and said, “You’re right. Okay.”

“I’m right?”

Mia grinned, and nodded, and quickly sat up. She started to turn herself around.

Ellie was pleased. So pleased she almost couldn’t breathe again. She made herself calm down. As Mia sat up, Ellie reached over and grabbed Mia, and kissed her quickly.

Only quickly, and only one kiss. Ellie wanted a kiss, but she couldn’t stand wait any longer than that to feel Mia’s mouth on herself again.

She watched while Mia turned around.