Chapter 1: The First Time, For The Second Time

They say that the stars at night, are big and bright, deep in the heart of Texas. Though to be honest, there was no star in the universe that could compare to the warmth and light of Connie's eyes. The way she looked at me, the moonlight accentuating the green in her hazel irises. She made me feel like the most important girl in the world. I couldn’t stop giggling at the thought the entire night. It was our first real date since I had come out. Turns out my excitement and support for her transition a couple years ago was partly due to my own unrecognized gender feels. Something that I would not examine or address for longer than I’m proud of. But I had eventually figured myself out, with a little help from Connie that is. 

Where was I? Oh right, her radiant eyes in the moonlight staring right through me. I told her we didn’t have to do anything special. But she insisted on pulling out all the stops. Flowers, dinner, dancing, a stroll through the park, and finally ending with a short drive home. Which is where I found myself, mesmerized by her gaze and my head spinning, almost ready to cry from how magical the entire night had been. I had never felt more loved, more seen, more anything. The feeling of her hand on my cheek, the soft touch of her lips against mine. I might as well have been floating in a sea of euphoria. 

She pulled back from the kiss. “So, wanna take this back to your place or mine gorgeous?“ She smirked. 

“We live together, you dweeb.” I giggled as I gestured at our apartment door we were standing in front of.

“My place it is then!” Her loud exclamation was only furthered by the jingling of her keys and the awkward sounds of her trying to fit said key in the door. “I promise this is not an accurate representation of my ability to put things into holes.” 

She was such a dork. But she was a cute dork, and she was my dork. As I watched her fumble her way into unlocking the front door I couldn't help but think that there was no place I’d rather be. No one I’d rather be, and no one I’d rather be with. 

“This way my dearest Beatrice! Your castle awaits!” Connie finally opened the door and did the over-the-top “enter” gesture that’s usually reserved for cheesy anime butlers. 

I bowed as low as I could possibly go, “Why thank you my most esteemed and elegant maid with a questionably mysterious background.” I said in my haughtiest impression as I entered our apartment. 

“Oh, I’ll show you what I’m made of alright.” The door closed as I immediately felt her wrap her arms around my waist. 

I stood there, savoring the moment. She was so sweet and kind, caring and god I fucking love her. I turned around in her arms, caressed her face in my hands, let my lips meet hers, and could feel her smile. I was going to say something but was interrupted by being hoisted into the air, letting out a squeak of surprise and excitement. Connie had always been stronger than me, but I was not expecting to be carried into our bedroom and dropped like it was hot onto the pile of stuffed animals atop our bed. 

Looking up, my gaze met hers. The lingering moment only fueled the tension further. Waiting with bated breath. My mind could only imagine what she had planned. A wild night of leather and lace? Perhaps nothing but teasing until I begged for mercy? A surprise threesome? No, she would never do that without asking first. My mind was racing with possibilities. And the longer we stared at each other, the more I started to squirm. 

That is, until she ripped the tension away like a bandaid by slowly reaching up, tapping my nose, and saying, “Boop.” in the cutest voice ever.

I began to protest as she simply smirked. But before I could even get a full sentence out I was shoved back onto the bed with gusto as she quickly pounced, pinning me down. The feeling of her breath on my neck as she planted kiss after kiss sending a wave of euphoria throughout my body. Her hands eased their way up my sides. The motion of her hips grinding against mine. It was bliss. We’d had many long nights of lovemaking in the past, but this was different. I was different. I finally felt like I understood what sapphic yearning was. The thought of being a girl, with another girl. The fact that she was taking the lead, yet taking her time. I tried to wrap my arms around her, but they were quickly pinned above my head. 

“Now Bea, I know you must be painstakingly ready for this to really heat up. And it will, but I want you to know how precious, beautiful and sexy you are.” Her hand cupped my face. 

I whimpered as she leaned in for a kiss. Our tongues intertwined, our bodies rubbing against one another, the fire and passion burning deep within our hearts, within our souls. If the night had ended there, it still would have been the best night of my life. But we weren't quite done. 

We continued to heavily makeout for quite some time. Until certain appendages had managed to become untucked and were now poking through my dress against Connie’s hips. I had to admit, it felt wonderfully sensual that way. I began letting out soft moans and whimpers with each motion as I grinded myself into her. Connie pulled back, sitting upright, her classic look of extreme delight and mischievousness painted on her face. 

She climbed off the bed and went to our special drawer where I heard the all too familiar clinking of metal. I laid frozen on the bed, admiring her completely in her element as she spun around, handcuffs and lube in hand. There was no part of me that could resist the redness in my cheeks. I began blushing like never before as she handcuffed my wrists above my head and slid my panties down exposing me. My legs rubbed together, my member more erect than ever before. I barely even processed her undressing until she spread my legs apart, positioning herself between them as she began to generously lube herself up. 

It was actually happening. My first time…as a girl. Butterflies were no longer something I felt inside, they had turned into a swarm of bees. There was no reason for me to be nervous, I’d had sex plenty of times before. But, this was special, this was…

“Hey, babe?” Connie placed her hand on my cheek. Her eyes were looking right through me. “Do we need to stop? It’s okay if you're not ready. I love you so much and I’m having a wonderful night, sex or no sex.” 

Damn it. She always knew exactly the right thing to say. Not a day went by where I wasn’t astounded by her compassion and kindness. I mean, I couldn't not take her dick. Not after how dorky she had been the entire night. She was the most stunning girl in the world. There was no one I’d rather have my first time for the second time with. 

My chest calmed, I smiled and leaned my face into her hand. “I’m fine babe. I want this. I’m ready.” I reassured her. 

“Good girl.” She booped my nose once more before running a lubed-up finger up my ass and making sure I was prepared for what was to come. 

My legs were lifted just high enough to align my ass to Connie’s hips. The presence of her tip against my hole sent my mind into a frenzy. I wanted her, I needed her, I yearned for her. The feeling of her entering me was otherworldly. I could feel the throbbing of her shaft as she slowly eased in further and further. Pulling back every so often as to not overwhelm me. My heart racing, my legs shaking, my mouth releasing sounds at a pitch I thought was out of my reach. Connie leaned forward, placing her hands on either side of me. Her gaze met mine, she could see the pleading in my eyes, the desire of my whimpers. As she inserted herself fully inside of me. 

Connie remained still for a moment as I shook and vibrated beneath her. She giggled and began kissing my neck, while slowly easing in and out of me. My moans were the only thing I could hear until her lips met mine. The muffled noises between us as she gracefully fucked me. Her hand ran through my hair, her tongue danced with mine, and every part of her body was in full control of me. I had never felt so completely in awe, or so passionate before. There was a spark between us. The romance, the love, the burning intensity. It was the most beautiful night we had ever shared. 

My hands were wriggling in the cuffs, my body in pure bliss, my heart on fire. Connie pulled back from the kiss and angled her stomach to rub against the underside of my dripping girldick. She was elegantly fucking me and stroking me with each thrust. Words were nothing but a mere concept long lost to me by that point, my mind was utter mush. If there was a heaven, I had arrived. The only thing I could do was moan my song of approval as Connie whispered how gorgeous I was. How she loved seeing me like this. How she loved fucking me senseless. Could you blame her? I certainly had my fair share of excitement being in her position. But at that moment, there was no position I’d rather be in. On my back, cuffed, with my wondrous girlfriend pumping away into me. 

A stinging sensation enveloped my chest as I cried out in joyous pleasure. I looked down and saw Connie nibbling and sucking my nipples. Alternating sides shortly after each uncontrollable moan from my mouth. My back arched, pushing myself further into her mouth, as she pushed herself deeper into me. I brought my hands over her, holding onto her for dear life. 

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“Fuck, please. Fuck, Connie thank you. Aaah! Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Was all I could manage to get out. 

“Mhmm.” She started to giggle maniacally. “I love it when you beg.” 

 I could feel everything. Every movement, every flick, every breath. My body and mind were for once, on the same wavelength. I moaned for her, as she thrust into me once more, causing the entire night's built-up tension to release. Shooting in between us. Soaking our waists and midsections in warm, sticky goo. I let my hands fall back above my head, the biggest smile painted on my face. My body shook and trembled beneath hers. I relished the feeling of her still inside me. 

“Fuck babe, you made such a mess.” Connie smiled at me. 

I whimpered and whined as she eased herself out of my ass. I laid there catching my breath as she undid the handcuffs and wrapped herself around me. Cuddling me and whispering how pretty I was. 

I looked into her eyes. They were so warm. The soothing sound of her voice calmed me, as she petted my head and held me close. Thinking over the night, all the emotions I was running through. I started to tear up, I couldn’t help it. Letting go of everything I had kept in for so long felt so freeing. It wasn't a sad cry. But a happy one. 

“I promise I’m not sad.”

Connie cupped my face in her hand. “You don’t have to explain anything babe. It’s totally fine to cry after sex. There’s a lot going on and sometimes it’s the only way our bodies know how to process it.” 

I nodded and snuggled closer to her. It had been the best night of my life. Connie felt so comfy, warm, and amazing. I was the luckiest girl in the world. 

 

“Hey.”

I felt a hand on my shoulder. Stirring me from the depths of my eternal slumber. I say eternal slumber, but really, I just call it that on the weekends cause I get to sleep in late for a change. 

“Hey you.” 

I turned over and rubbed my eyes, seeing Connie standing with a plate of bacon and a giant grin on her face.

“You’re finally awake. You were trying to cross the border right?” It was at that moment she could no longer suppress her laughter and began cackling as I shot a death stare in her direction for referencing a decade-old meme. 

“You’re lucky you’re cute. And have bacon. Or else I might not be so willing to forgive you.” I stuck out my tongue and fake pouted. 

“You, forgive moi? Last I checked, I wasn’t the one who finished all over the both of us last night and didn't check to see if her girlfriend did.” Connie set the plate down and gave me extra big sad puppy dog eyes. 

Damn it. She was right. I got so caught up in everything I had completely forgotten to check in and see if she even enjoyed herself. 

“Oh my god Bea, I’m joking. It’s totally fine. I had a blast and sex isn’t just about cumming. God, you’re so adorable when you internally panic like that.” She giggled and laid down next to me. 

“I guess, but I still want to make sure that you get your turn too.” I yawned. In my defense, I had just woken up so I wasn't entirely clear-headed. A girl needs her beauty sleep. 

“I guess we’ll just have to go again then huh?” She gave me a quick kiss, then stuffed some juicy meat in my mouth. 

I nodded in delight and began chewing the best of breakfast meats, while Connie pulled out her phone and started tweeting about the hot girl she hooked up with last night. If this was what being a girl was like, then I was going to have a lot of fun. 

 

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