The Trainer Pt. 03

"Suck my clit," Charlie moaned then.

Amy chuckled. Yes, ma'am, she thought. She moved back to Charlie's clit and sucked it into her mouth gently.

"Harder..."

Amy sucked a little harder. She knew this technique could get quite sensitive and she didn't want to hurt Charlie. However, pain seemed to be the last thing on Charlie's mind.

"Harder," she urged. Amy complied. Charlie's hands crushed her face into her pussy.

"Now. Tongue. Again." Charlie stammered, gyrating against Amy's face. "Keep sucking. Ohhhh. Yes. Yes. Yes!"

Charlie did not need to tell her she was coming. Her whole body tensed and shook, her hands lost control, her legs rose up slightly as her back arched and her head fell back. Then with a violent shudder, she suddenly went limp and Amy felt her warm cum rush over her chin. Charlie whimpered quietly and stroked Amy's hair with trembling fingers.

Amy could barely contain her own horniness at feeling the other girl climax on her face. She reached down and slid her hand underneath her own body, wiggling as she undid her shorts and thrust her hand into her knickers.

Her tongue still on Charlie's clit, she slowly started tracing the beloved circles again. Charlie's whimpers turned into soft little moans again and soon she was slowly swaying her hips against Amy's face.

Amy's fingers rubbed her own clit frantically and she forced herself to slow down and match the pace of the rest of her body. She found her rhythm, rubbing her clit more slowly and pressing down with her hips into the sofa to increase the pressure of her fingers on her clit.

The slow pace wasn't sustainable for either of them though, and as Amy felt Charlie speed up, she met her pace with her tongue, and with her fingers on her own clit. It reminded her of dancing with Charlie, the other girl setting the pace, calling the shots, orchestrating the moves. She was taking control now too, pressing herself into Amy's mouth, rubbing against her. Amy was more than happy to let her. Charlie's unrestrained arousal was a huge turn on.

When Charlie started trembling and tensing up again, Amy had already had to hold back a few times from reaching her own orgasm. Now that Charlie was nearly there, she knew she would be able to come with her.

Charlie's orgasm was more vocal this time. A loud moan escaped her and instead of going limp, she kept rubbing herself into Amy's face, with Amy struggling to focus on her tongue circles, her clit sucking, and her rubbing fingers. The lack of coordination didn't seem to matter much though. The ecstasy in Charlie's moan and thrusts sent her over the edge too and she humped her own hand as her orgasm crashed over her, while Charlie's was still in full force.

When Charlie finally stopped riding her face and her own body was calming down, she laid her head on Charlie's thigh and looked up to the girl's heaving chest and overwhelmed facial expression.

"Oh my god, Amy, that was..." Charlie's words got stuck in her dry throat. She swallowed a few times and then gave a lazy tug on Amy's shoulder. "Come here."

Amy moved up to face her, while quickly wiping her chin, a bit embarrassed she was such a messy eater. Charlie kissed her, undoubtedly tasting herself on Amy's tongue. Her hands slipped into the back of Amy's shorts, which, due to their being undone, had slipped down slightly when she'd crawled up. Charlie grabbed a full, bare butt cheek in each hand and fondled it appreciatively.

Then, clearly realising that access had been easier than expected, one of her hands made its way out and around Amy's waist, finding her shorts undone. She stopped kissing Amy and gave her an inquisitive look.

"I may have gotten myself off...," Amy admitted.

Charlie chuckled. "I know. It was really hot watching you... You better have left some for me though."

Amy huffed in feigned indignation. "I could come ten times and there'd still be plenty left for you."

Charlie raised her eyebrows with a grin. "Wanna put that theory to the test? Let's go to the bedroom." When Amy started to protest at having to move from this delicious position on top of Charlie's naked body, she added: "I don't want the dogs to see what I'm planning to do to you."

Giggling with eager anticipation, Amy got up, her shorts slipping down even further with nothing to hold them up. She was facing away from Charlie and could feel the girl's eyes on the exposed part of her butt.

"You can leave those here," Charlie said, tugging on her shorts, making them drop to her ankles. She whistled appreciatively between her teeth as Amy stood in front of her in nothing but her black lacy G-string. "And these too," she added, audibly more strained. She hooked her fingers into the thin straps around Amy's hips and pulled the tiny piece of clothing down slowly. Amy felt it lose contact with her skin as if in slow-motion, starting from the top of her buttocks and ending with the little triangle that covered her pussy, which gave a little resistance as it stuck to her wetness.

As soon as her knickers hit the floor, Amy stepped out of them and walked towards the bedroom, taking care to roll her hips and stick out her ass enticingly.

"Damn...," she heard Charlie's admiring groan, and she looked over her shoulder to see the girl's eyes transfixed on her ass. "You tease," Charlie growled at her before starting her pursuit. Amy squeaked and ran to the bedroom. She had only just made it into the room when Charlie caught up with her and grabbed her from behind.

She pressed her groin into Amy's left butt cheek while fondling the other one. Her other hand curved around Amy's body and found her breast. Her lips and teeth grazed the side of her neck and sucked her ear lobe.

"You are so goddamn sexy," Charlie whispered in her ear, while her hands roamed Amy's body and her hips pressed into her demandingly. The hand that had been playing with her ass now moved between her thighs from behind, making Amy gasp with surprise. Charlie's fingers grazed the bottom of her swollen lips and Amy's legs invariably opened slightly to give her more space.

At the same time as her one hand slipped between her lips from the back, her other descended rapidly from her belly to her clit.

"You are so wet," Charlie's quiet voice groaned with satisfaction, as her fingers explore every crease of Amy's hot, swollen pussy.

"I've been wet for you for months," Amy sighed as Charlie rubbed her clit.

"I know..."

Amy huffed indignantly but was interrupted by Charlie's finger entering her from behind. Her huff turned into a moan and she pressed her ass back into Charlie to give her better access.

"Come here," Charlie said. Her foot pulled out a plastic storage box with a lid from under the bed. "Put your foot on here."

Amy did as she was told and twisted her hip open so Charlie could easily reach her from both the front and the back. She sighed as Charlie's finger slid deeper inside her and started fucking her. She was a skilled multi-tasker and managed to keep a steady rhythm with both hands, while still having some brain cells left to direct kisses all over Amy's neck and shoulders.

Amy wasn't going to last long in this position. She arched her back and bent back her head, exposing her neck to even more of those mind-numbing kisses.

"Oh my god, Charlie, I'm coming...," she moaned loudly. Her hands gripped the back of Charlie's thighs and pulled her into her. Her body started to tremble.

"I know..." Amy could feel Charlie smile against her skin. She was clearly just making a point of saying that now. Amy had to laugh but her orgasm caught her mid-laugh. A mangled squeak escaped her lips, as her breath came out in short bursts. She shuddered in Charlie's arms. Her knees went weak and her legs buckled.

Charlie held her firmly while her orgasm rushed through every inch of her body. As the rush waned, Amy felt incapable of standing, or even hanging in Charlie's arms, any longer, and let herself collapse forward onto the bed.

The position she landed in on her hands and knees gave her an idea. She crawled to the centre of the bed and arched her back. She looked over her shoulder, giving Charlie an inviting look. Charlie looked at her with pure lust in her eyes and quickly got on the bed behind her.

With a smooth grab of one leg and one wrist that could only be a martial arts move, she flipped Amy onto her back and settled herself down on top of her.

"And there I was thinking you were a doggy-style kinda girl," Amy teased.

Charlie laughed. "We have to save something for later. And as much as your ass is glorious, I want to look at your face now."

She wedged Amy's legs open with her knees and settled between them, positioning her pussy against Amy's. The intimacy of that contact made Amy feel closer to her than ever before and she kissed the girl passionately to let her appreciation show. They lay there just pressing into each other and gently moving against each other for a while, neither of them focussing on getting the other off, but enjoying their physical closeness and newfound connection. Amy couldn't remember ever feeling as comfortable and completely safe with a new lover as she did with Charlie.

It became clear that being pressed into each other couldn't remain all innocent cuddles for either of them when their kisses slowly became wilder, their grinding movements bigger.

"How do you feel about vibrators?" Charlie asked quietly in her ear.

Amy let out a surprised chuckle. She had not seen that one coming. "Big fan...," she admitted.

With a mischievous grin, Charlie lifted her upper body off Amy and scooched to the side of the bed, rummaging in the drawers of her bedside table. Amy smiled with satisfaction. She knew there'd be sex toys hidden somewhere!

Charlie returned holding a bright blue, slightly curved vibrator. She sat up, kneeling between Amy's legs. With that naughty grin still plastered on her face, she switched it on. It produced a pleasant hum and Amy squirmed a little in anticipation.

However, Charlie had other plans. She opened her own legs a little and pressed the round end of the vibrator against her clit. She sighed with satisfaction and moved it against herself slowly, as her head tilted back with pleasure. Amy let out a surprised cry.

Charlie looked down at her from her upright position, as if she'd only just remembered Amy was there. "Oh, I'm sorry, did you want this?" She teased. She looked at Amy's spread open pussy, clearly contemplating if she was going to give her what she wanted. She took it off her own clit for a moment and moved it towards Amy, almost touching her. Then she seemed to change her mind and brought it back to her own throbbing pussy, continuing her ministrations there with a moan of pleasure.

That's it, Amy thought, It's on! She made a grab for the vibrator but Charlie moved it out of her reach. She tried to grab Amy's wrists and pin her down but this brought the vibrator back into Amy's reach. They wrestled, partly for possession of the vibrator and partly for control over each other. Amy felt herself getting the upper hand and knew Charlie was letting her win. There was no way she could have overpowered the stronger girl in an even fight.

Panting with exertion, she sat down on top of Charlie's thighs, brandishing the vibrator triumphantly. Now they'd see how much Charlie would enjoy a taste of her own medicine. Amy pressed the vibrator against her clit and started rubbing it up and down. It had a powerful vibration and Amy soon found herself breathing heavily, her heart racing, and her cheeks flushing with excitement. Her mouth opened a little and she uttered little moans as the electronic buzz brought her closer and closer to the edge.

It was clear that Charlie didn't mind in the slightest that Amy was paying her back in kind. Her eyes flitted back and forth excitedly between Amy's pussy and the action down there, and her face, taking in the ecstasy that was clearly visible there too. Her hands just held onto Amy's ass but didn't in any way attempt to pleasure her or take over. This was Amy's game and Charlie was very much into it.

Amy felt the orgasm approach rapidly. This time she didn't inform Charlie about its imminent arrival. She knew. Amy could see it in her eyes. Amy held Charlie's gaze as the orgasm rippled through her. Charlie's mouth opened slightly with hers and it looked like she was enjoying it as much as Amy was. If it wasn't for the lack of the other inevitable signs - the tensing of the body, dilation of the pupils - she would have thought Charlie was coming with her. She even let out a soft groan that provided a complimentary bass tone to Amy's soprano cries.

"I have to do everything myself...," Amy growled as she eventually eased the vibrator away from her clit.

Charlie snorted indignantly and with another skilful move tipped Amy off her and pinned her wrists onto the bed. She took the vibrator from Amy's hand and again wedged open Amy's legs with her knees. With another 'careful what you wish for' glare, she positioned herself further down Amy's body.

Charlie's fingers carefully probed if Amy was wet enough - how could she possibly not be? - before inserting the still vibrating dildo inside her. It wasn't overly big but the curve hit Amy's g-spot perfectly when Charlie put some pressure.

"Oh my god...," Amy moaned as Charlie moved it in and out of her. At every fifth stroke or so, she'd let it slip out all the way and made a detour via Amy's clit, which made her shiver and squirm every time.

"You like that?" Charlie asked.

"Yes..." Amy's answer was more sigh than word.

"You want a bit more there?"

"Ohhhh... Yes!" Charlie had timed her question with another assault on her clit and Amy's answer had been distorted by the sudden added pleasure.

Charlie leaned in and pressed her mouth against Amy's pussy, while reinserting the vibrator. Amy moaned with the sudden sensation of Charlie's tongue on her clit. It was vibrating too, or perhaps her whole pussy was. Whatever it was, it felt overwhelmingly good in combination with the vibrator fucking her harder and faster now.

Charlie certainly knew what she was doing with her tongue, and somehow she used her free hand to press together Amy's lips around her tongue in small pulsing motions. This was a new move to Amy but it was very successful. Whenever her lips were pressed together, Charlie's vibrating tongue was trapped between her throbbing folds, only to be released a moment later and be free to make bigger lapping movements.

Amy's orgasm caught her by surprise. What Charlie was doing felt so good, she would have held off coming if she could. But when the dildo pressed its vibrating head against her g-spot for the umpteenth time and Charlie's tongue seemed to be pressing against it too through her pussy, Amy exploded. Her body thrashed as Charlie continued with just enough pressure to keep the waves of pleasure coming.

"Oh Charlie... You're so good at that...," Amy panted when she could form words again, looking down at her lover. Charlie grinned irresistibly before hitting the control of the vibrator and turning up its intensity. It was overpowering and Amy was about to protest that it was a bit much when Charlie got off her legs and lifted them. Folding Amy in half, she put Amy's calves on her shoulders.

"What are you doing?" Amy asked in surprise. Charlie didn't answer but moved a little closer to her exposed ass. Careful not to knock the vibrator that was still inserted in Amy's pussy, Charlie lay down against the back of Amy's legs, positioning herself over the protruding part of the vibrator. She pressed herself into Amy's pussy, her clit making contact with Amy's and the other end of the vibrator settling between her lips, at her entrance.

"Oh, that feels good...," She shivered with appreciation.

This, too, was a new position for Amy but she had to appreciate its ingenuity. Charlie eased Amy's legs slightly further apart while keeping them solidly planted on her shoulders and leaned between them to kiss her. Then she started moving against Amy in a grinding motion. The intense vibration which had seemed a bit much at first was now shared between them and was making the whole area where they touched tingle and pulse.

Still kissing her, Charlie slowly increased the pace and the pressure with which she humped Amy. Their kisses were spinning out of control as their bodies made the bed creak. Amy's hands tried to get a hold of Charlie to pull her closer into her. She scratched her back desperately before finding traction on Charlie's ass.

"Faster!" She urged. "Oh god, Charlie, give it to me."

Charlie complied eagerly. "I'm almost there, Amy. Almost. Oh... Alm...," she stammered.

"Me too... Harder, harder, harder!"

Charlie's hips pumped on top of her, their pussies rubbing against each other, creating friction unprecedented in Amy's experience. "You there?" Charlie panted, her expression strained.

"Yes, yes! Come with me, Charlie!"

The effect was instant. Charlie's body shook uncontrollably on top of Amy's as she started coming hard against her. With Amy's own orgasm taking control of her, she wasn't sure who was making which noises and who was triggering which movements. All she knew was that this moment, coming together with Charlie, was the best she'd ever felt. She watched her own release reflected in her lover's face. Charlie's climax face was so hot, as she looked down at Amy with pure animal desire. Amy was vaguely aware of her hands pulling Charlie against her with all her might, and of Charlie raining kisses on her wherever she could reach her, while she slowly came back to herself.

Then she heard the barking. It was loud and non-stop, at least four or five dogs, she'd guess. Charlie saw her questioning look and smiled. "You were screaming again. And here I was thinking I'd cured you from screaming..."

Amy covered her eyes in embarrassment, but Charlie tenderly pulled her hands away from her face. "You can scream as much as you want. I don't have neighbours."

She eased herself off Amy, who only now realised her legs had gone numb and her hip flexors were aching. Charlie seemed to anticipate this and helped her legs down slowly. She gently massaged Amy's legs and asked: "How many was that?"

Amy didn't need to count. She remembered every orgasm distinctly. "Five."

"Halfway there..." Charlie kissed her cheek.

Amy laughed. She may have been overestimating herself, seeing the calibre of orgasm Charlie could give her. "I may need a cup of tea first..."

Charlie snickered. "You Brits and your tea. No battle was ever won with tea."

Amy looked at her indignantly. "Wanna bet?"

Charlie sighed in mock exasperation. "I'll go put the kettle on."

She swung her long legs out of bed and sauntered out of the room, giving Amy a great view of her naked body. Amy heard the barking dogs calm down instantly upon hearing her soothing voice, followed by the welcome sound of the kettle heating up. She sighed contently. She could get used to this.

December

By the time Amy had gotten fully used to sharing her life with Charlie - waking up together, sharing meals together, taking care of the dogs and everyday chores together, and of course having mind-blowing, sensational sex every day - it was time for her to leave.

Their goodbye had been emotional, to say the least. Charlie had taken her to the airport and Amy had waited until the very last moment to go through security, unable to walk away from Charlie until she was actually about to miss her flight. They had cursed their doomed situation, they had cried, they had tried to make light of it, but at the end of the day the fact remained that it simply sucked.

Neither of them had tried to breach the subject of 'what's next?' It felt too final to discuss it and put a verdict on it. After all, what were their options, realistically? They both knew long-distance would be a very meagre alternative to the great times they'd had.