TITLE: Willow's dream
AUTHOR: sue and ash (tbssparkle)
STORY RATING: NC-17
DISCLAIMER: we dont speak english, we are so sorry if theres any grammar mistake
SUMMARY: Willow has been feeling a little bit uncomfortable around Tara lately, luckily for her, Buffy is not in their room at night.
FEEDBACK: YES!!CHAPTER 1
It was a Wednesday night, Willow was going back to the dorm she shares with Buffy, knowing that, luckily, she wouldn't be there for long, as her time to go on patrol would soon arrive.
She met Tara only a few weeks ago, but she didn't talk about her to anyone yet, she didn't know what words she could use. In theory, they were only friends, but Willow refused to say that out loud as if saying it would make it last forever.
Since she met Tara, it was like if she couldn't control her hormones. A side of her felt extremely guilty for thinking about her friend in that way, but her other side was not capable to ignore the annoying and sometimes overwhelming wetness in her panties everytime she saw Tara.
She hated sexualizing her like that, but her tits always looked so damn fine in every t-shirt she decided to wear, making Willow wish every night that Buffy would leave so she could finally touch herself.
Everything started a few days ago, when they both were leaving together their psychology class, discussing which exam topics were harder than others.
"I can help you study if you need it. There are really fun ways to learn about Pavlov's experiment!" she said enthusiastically. The idea of spending time with Tara was always something that excited her.
Tara smiled, and just as she was about to answer, someone ran between them, causing their books to fall to the floor.
They both bent down to pick them up, and Willow couldn't help but stare at Tara's neckline as she tucked a lock of her blonde hair behind her ear. Her breasts looked incredible, even better than usual and she wondered how would holding them would feel, or maybe squeeze them gently with her hands.
The redhead froze for a second that felt like an eternity, completely forgetting what they were doing, Tara laughed awkwardly, bringing her back to reality.
Willow tried to act normal, starting to pick up her own books while the image of her neckline was still in her mind.
As soon as she sat up, she noticed how the heat in her body became unbearable, making her want to get out of there as quickly as possible.
"I have to go, I forgot this thing of- I really have to go" Will said before almost running away.
She didn't even looked back to see how confused Tara probably was. As soon as she arrived to her dorm, she barely said hello to Buffy before going to the bathroom to splash cold water on her face. She felt bad, guilty.
Willow had relationships before, but it wasn't a secret that she never had an orgasm, or even get as wet as she was now.
The feeling between her legs was almost exasperating, she leaned agaisnt the sink and stared herself in the mirror, wondering how a simple glance at Tara's breasts turned her on more than anyone or anything in her life.
When Willow came out of the bathroom, she found Buffy's worried eyes staring at her from the desk.
"Are you okay? Buffy asked "You are blushing"
Willow didn't even know how to answer, she needed to be alone, and she needed it now.
"Buffy, I need you to leave the room now, please, please leave'' Willow was so close to start begging if necessary, she could feel her clit throb every time she remembered what happened.
"Will? What happened?" Buffy was really worried now, standing up from her seat with a frown.
"NOTHING, nothing, nothing- at all. I just need to cast a spell, a big one, you know, please" she smiled nervously as she waved her hands, trying to downplay this damn situation that was slowly starting to consume her.
As soon as Willow heard the door close, she waited a few seconds before locking it, and now finally she was alone, on her bed, unbottoning the damn button of her pants.
She closed her eyes and got into a comfortable position on her pillows to put her hand under her panties, remembering the incident (or blessing) that happened just a few minutes ago, with the difference that now everything happens how Willow wants it this time.
'I have to go, I forgot this thing of- I really have to go' when she said that, Tara grabbed her hand to take Willow to her beautiful room filled with candles and incense.
Tara smirked, like she usually does, that smile that makes Willow feel things that she never felt before.
The books were left in the hallway, but Willow didn't care, her blue eyes were mesmerizing and her scent of incense and magnolia was so hypnotizing, making it impossible to look away from her.
When they were finally in front of Tara's room, she grabbed her waist and smashed her lips agaisnt hers, making Willow stand between her and the door.
Tara's lips were soft, and only a few seconds passed before her tongue asked for permission to enter in Willow's mouth. This wasn't how the redhead imagined the first kiss, but it was driving her crazy.
Tara's tongue wrapped around hers was taking her to the edge, it was pure desire contained in both of their bodies.
When the kiss ended, leaving her breathless, Tara finally opened the door and closed it behind them.
Willow instinctively sat on the bed without taking her eyes off Tara. Her long hair made her look like a total goddess, radiating sensuality and tenderness at the same time in a completely captivating way.
Tara walked towards her to sit on her lap. Willow couldn't stop staring at her boobs, and that made her laugh with desire.
She quickly took off her t-shirt, letting Willow see how good her chest looked in that black lacy bra.
'You want them, right? Then come for them' Tara whispered while she grabbed Willow's hands to lead them to the clasp of her bra.
Willow, with trembling hands, needed a few tries to took Tara's bra off. The view made her realize how soaked wet her panties were.
Tara firmly held Willow's head, pulling her towards her tits.
'C'mon Will, be a good girl' she said, making Willow moan and get embarrassed, the mere fact of having her face between Tara's boobs, while she was calling her a good girl was enough to make her go vocal without getting touched.
Willow felt like she wasn't capable to cover everything just with her mouth, so she started to touch and caress one of Tara's nipples with one of her hands, while her tongue took care of the other.
While she was still sucking, licking and bitting one of her nipples, she stopped touching the other one to grab the whole boob with the palm of her hand, massaging it.
Tara moaned and gasped while her head was tilted slightly back, still grabbing Willow's head from behind.
Willow's pussy was throbbed, her panties were completely ruined and she could feel how the wetness was reaching her thighs, it was too much, Tara's sounds and the pleasure of touching and tasting her boobs were pushing her to the limit.
She unconsciously moved her hips, trying to find a little bit of relief.
Tara slowly stopped grabbing Willow's head firmly, allowing her to move her head a little.
'Tara...'
'Yeah, babe?'
Willow whimper, her voice was arousing. Tara knew what that type of nicknames did to the girl, she didn't need to touch Willow's pants to know she was soaking wet, her arousal was so strong that it was slowly beginning to taint the air with her sweet scent.
'Tell me what you want to do to me, baby'
'Tara, please...'
Tara laughed, her laugh filled with desire, her fingers massaging Willow's neck, leaving a trail of caresses that only made Willow's nerves grow more and more.
'C'mon baby, be a good girl and tell me' she whispered, slightly touching the redhead lips with her own, the taste of her strawberry balm still there.
Willow, trying to look away, started begging 'Please, please, please use me'
Tara placed a finger under her chin, forcing her to look into her eyes.
'Look at me baby, I want to see your eyes when you're telling me all those sweet things'
Willow moaned with frustration and desire while she grabbed Tara's wrist with both of her hands, her whole body was begging.
Tara softly giggled as she tilted her head back, letting her soft, long hair fall behind her in a golden cascade.
She leaned to the redhead's ear and whispered 'Tell me that again, baby'
Willow could feel how the tips of Tara's hair touched her face, causing small tickles that made this torture sweeter.
'Please, Tara, use me' she managed to say, because even if this is all a fantasy in her head, she was still strugging to have coherent thoughts.
The power Tara had over her even in this situation managed to disconcert her. For a girl like Willow, always used to know the answer of everything, this was fascinating.
'As you wish, sweetie' was the last thing Willow managed to hear before one of her biggest fantasies started.
Tara placed her hands on Willow's shoulders, encouraging her to lay down. Willow obeyed, getting comfortable on the bed and staring at her expectantly while she was still on her lap.
That quickly changed when Tara leaned down to her mouth, kissing her again. Willow couldn't understand how her lips felt like if she was finally touching her where she needed it.
The blonde sat on one of Willow's thighs, starting to ride it with a constant rhythm, rubbing herself and leaving a wet spot.
Willow was losing her mind, her heavy breathing betraying her, liberating occasional moans. Her hands went to Tara's waist, encouraging her to continue.
'Let me see you better, please, please Tara, please' Willow begged, and Tara quickly did something, sitting up just enough to remove her skirt before settling back down on her thigh and continuing the movement.
Now Willow could feel Tara's panties rubbing against her pants, significantly increasing the wet spot.
She tried to keep her eyes open, having Tara all naked except for her black panties while she was rubbing herself agaisnt her leg was the hottest thing Willow could imagine.
The redhead couldn't help but notice how wet Tara was. She needed to taste her. 'Tara... I need you, please. I really need you on my tongue.'
'Yeah? Be a good girl and eat me out' Tara replied and stopped her movements to take off her panties and sit again, but on Willow's face this time.
Tara grabbed the bed frame with both of her hands, sitting on Willow's face. She audibly moaned when she felt Willow's mouth on her pussy, she started to slowly move.
She was in heaven, her face covered with Tara's wetness and her own tongue playing with her clit. She was about to explode, she could hear herself moaning.
Willow grabbed Tara's ass with both of her hands, making her fuck her face faster, and Tara did, starting to ride her face violently.
The redhead was struggling to breathe, but she didn't want Tara to stop, she was enjoying every second of trying to reach every part of her pussy with her mouth.
Tara grabbed Willow's hair while her other hand kept holding the bed frame, the strength and speed was increasing considerably, and she couldn't stop herself from screaming as she fucked Willow's face.
After a few more seconds, Willow sucked her clit, bringing her to the edge.
'Fuck, fuck, fuck' Tara came with a moan while she started to decrease the speed to gently ride Willow's face while she enjoyed the orgasm.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck" Willow repeated desperately, still in her room, while rubbing her clit and cumming like never before.
She never in her life had an orgasm similar to that one. The simple image of Tara's neckline in the beggining and the idea of giving her pleasure like if her life depended on it were more than enough to give her the strongest orgasm she ever had.
Willow could not stop herself from wondering how fucking with Tara would feel, she was sure it would be way better than in her fantasies.
She would be so perfect, so arousing that Willow could die from an orgasm.
She knew that wasn't possible, but the idea was attractive and felt good while she was still slowly rubbing her clit.
Willow closed her eyes again. Her eyelids felt heavy, she was struggling with keeping her eyes open. 'You are such a good girl, baby. You were so good for me'
The distorted voice of Tara was the last thing she heard before falling asleep.
CHAPTER 2
Two weeks and three days since the book incident. Willow is consciously acting distant with Tara, and she noticed it. The redhead has been thinking about her a lot in the privacy of her room, in ways she shouldn't. Seeing her face was becoming more and more complicated.
Willow was getting ready to go to Tara's room. The blonde was almost begging her to study together a few days ago, and to her misfortune (or maybe benefit) seeing her in that situation made her not capable of saying no.
Will was very nervous, she changed her outfit four times and couldn't stop walking around the bed.
''What is wrong with you?'' Buffy asked. In all these years of friendship, she had never seen her friend so stressed. ''You haven't stopped moving all day.''
''In the hypothetical case you were getting ready to see a boy, what would you wear?''
''Did I hear that right?'' Are you going on a date?''
Willow froze, she didn't even know if she could call her meeting with Tara a date. It was only to study together, right?
Tara obviously wouldn't see it like something else...
''You don't need to tell me who are you dating, Will...'' Buffy's comment snapped her out of her thoughts.
''It's not really a date... I think. We will just study together, but I wanna look good for her anyways''
Buffy noticed that her friend said 'her' and not 'him', but due to Will's nerves, she simply pretended to not notice.
''You could wear that cute cardigan with little flowers I saw in your closet. It looks good on you.'' Willow obeyed without saying anything and quickly ran to get it.
''If I were you, I would also have matching underwear, you know.. Just in case'' Buffy added.
Willow blushed at the suggestion and, in an attempt to get her out of the room in the nicest way possible, said ''Didn't you have that super important business happening right now?''
''Okay, okay, I'll go if that's what you want. Good luck with your date'' Buffy took her jacket and a few books on her way to the bedroom door, which she closed behind her, not before winking and blowing a kiss to the redhead.
As soon as Buffy left the room Willow started to get dressed. She spent a ridiculous amount of time to choose what to wear. It wasn't the first time she was staying in Tara's room, but it was the first time since she couldn't resist to unleash her fantasies.
She ended up using light brown pants and the cardigan her friend recommended over a t-shirt Tara likes. She looked at herself in the mirror and sighed. She look like her usual self, but somehow she felt ridiculous.
***
Tara couldn't stop moving around. The mere thought of bringing her friend to her room made her nervous, even though it didn't involve anything sexual, it was Willow, it was different.
Their relationship was different, special.
This past time, Willow had been more distant than ever, which was strange since they shared everything together. Tara started to think that maybe Willow had noticed her feelings, and since they obviously weren't reciprocated, the redhead had chosen to distance herself.
She stopped thinking about that, trying to erase those thoughts from her mind as she placed incense around the room. She placed it inside the pot on her closet, and started lighting the purple and black candles she had bought that morning for this occasion.
She looked in the mirror one more time, smoothing out the nonexistent wrinkles on her pants and fixing her white t-shirt. Tara considered changing it into something that wouldn't reveal the shape of her black bra, but there was no time left and all she could do was hope Willow wouldn't mind.
Willow was in front of Tara's door a few minutes before the hour. She didn't dare to knock, but she tried once, raising her hand and realizing it was slightly shaking. She lowered her arm and held her wrist with her other hand, taking a deep breath.
'Come on Willow, this isn't your first time here, and everything went well, very well in fact' she told herself.
When the redhead checked the time again, a couple of minutes had passed since she was supposed to arrive. Trying to not think anymore, she knocked the door, and it opened inmediately, as if Tara had been waiting for it.
As soon as Tara opened the door just enough for Willow to see her, the redhead gulped. In her entire life, she never seen someone as gorgeous as her. It was like if her entire face had been sculpted, those eyes took her breath away. When Tara looked at her, she could hardly think of anything else, not when those blue orbs were staring at her.
''Willow, you're here! Come in, I've been waiting for you'' she said with a smile, stepping aside so Will could enter in the room ''Did you bring your book?''
Oh no, the book. 'How can I be such an idiot' Willow thought. She came to study with her, without her book.
''Oh- sorry, I forgot. I'll be right back.''
''No!'' The blonde quickly responded. ''I mean- no, there's no need. Let's share mine'' Willow nodded, entering in the room.
''My desk is full of stuff, I'm so sorry, I didn't realize.. I had everything set up for us to study here'' she said, pointing at the bed. ''But we can do it on the floor... if that's more comfortable for you.''
Willow knew from that moment that choosing light brown pants was the worst choice of the day.
''It's okay, we can study on your bed. If we studied on the floor, we could get sick, right?'' she laughed nervously as she sat on the left side of the bed.
Tara followed her, sitting right next to her. Their legs crossed and the psychology were books around them. The blonde asked Willow questions about the subjects the redhead swore she knew better than anyone, but every time Willow looked at Tara, the answers to everything she knew disappeared of her mind.
She couldn't stop thinking about how her bra looked with that shirt, how the black color was more noticeable on top than underneath. The round and attractive shape of her breasts, just like she imagined a million times. She couldn't not notice how with a few movements the left strap of her bra fell, resting on her forearm.
That happened four times. Willow felt bad about the fact that she was counting each time, but she thanked whatever is up there, the millions of gods and witches she knew, that after the fifth time of this incident Tara gave up trying to fix her bra.
''Willow? Can you help me with an example of this'' Tara asked, bringing her back to reality as she pointed at the book.
''Oh, uh, yeah.. Pavlov's experiment.''
'What happens to my pants every time I see you is a perfect example of it' she thought about responding.
Willow brought the pencil to her mouth to bit it gently.
''I can explain it to you with an example right now.. With us, if you're okay with that, of course.''
Tara tilted her head, showing how she wasn't understanding what Willow meant, but she didn't say no to it.
''Let's say every time we see each other, I greet you like this'' Willow placed a hand on Tara's shoulder and leaned in to give her a soft kiss on the cheek. ''Imagine we see each other, I don't know.. Four times a day, five days a week, and I always do this'' Willow repeated the action ''Now imagine if one day you see me and I just place my hand on your shoulder without giving you a kiss, what would you do?''
''I would wait for my kiss on the cheek..'' Tara said hesitantly, in a low voice. Something about saying that, even if it was just an example, made her feel like her feelings were too obvious.
''Exactly! My everyday greeting would be the unconditioned stimulus, because it's natural for me to greet you like that every day, right?'' Tara nodded silently as she waited for willow to continue ''My hand on your shoulder is the neutral stimulus, which generally without anything else wouldn't cause you to expect anything else, right?''
''Yeah, I think so..''
''The kiss on your cheek after placing my hand on your shoulder would be the conditioned stimulus, because since the two things always went together, you started to associate them.''
Tara continued looking at her, feeling completely seduced by the redhead's intelligence.
''And finally, you waiting for my kiss after not giving it to you when I placed my hand on your shoulder is the conditioned response!''
''Ohh, I think I get it! Thanks, Willow'' she said, smiling and staring at Will, who subtly blushed.
''You're welcome, Tara.. That's what friends are for, right?''
Willow didn't know she had the courage to kiss Tara's cheek, it was like if she could still feel her skin on her lips, making them have a strange yet comforting sensation. After what happened, they spent a few minutes studying in silence, making the situation even worse for the redhead, who didn't want to be alone with her thoughts.
''Is it okay if I change my t-shirt to another one more comfortable?'' Tara asked, ''It's getting dark.''
Willow didn't want to take the last thing she said as a gentle invitation to leave soon, since it had only been a few minutes since she arrived, and she didn't want to be without Tara, no matter how awkward things were right now.
''Of course you can. I'll turn around.''
Tara grabbed an old t-shirt from her dresser and moved away a little. Willow could hear the sound of the blonde taking off her shirt and unconsciously held her breath, feeling her cheeks hot.
'Breathe Will, breathe, is just your friend changing her t-shirt'.
A few seconds later, Tara sat again on the bed, getting into the same position as before to continue studying. What Willow soon noticed was that Tara had not only changed her shirt, but had also taken off her bra. It wasn't that cold, but Willow couldn't help but notice that the shape of her hard nipples was perfectly visible though the thin shirt. She tried to not breathe again, failing and doing the exact opposite. She sighed loudly and looked away, praying for Tara to not notice anything.
''Will, are you okay?'' the blonde asked, looking up from her book to focus on her friend.
No. Willow wasn't okay. The redhead began to notice a very familiar wetness between her legs, the wetness that always appears when she thinks about the blonde too much. That old t-shirt didn't hide her friend's nipples at all, and Willow needed them in her mouth. She was losing control, she was losing it, and she was mad at herself because so far things were going well, but now her head was filled with fantasies about Tara.
Willow started having an uncomfortable sensation in her hands, as if she needed to rest them on Tara's breasts and gently massage them. She thinks about it every night. When Buffy is in the room, the redhead has to settle for lying on her side in silence, squeezing her thighs together to get some relief while imagining her own tongue caressing Tara's nipples.
It didn't take long for Tara to realize what Willow was looking at, and she was completely mortified with embarrassment. She panicked, afraid that she might be making her friend uncomfortable. She didn't know what to do, or what to say, so she ended up opting to try to calm down and act as if nothing had happened, praying that it would be enough to make Willow forget about her outfit.
They continued studying in silence, both on the bed, side by side, reading from the same book. Their knees touching, just like their arms every time Tara turned a page. They were simple and superficial touches, and yet they made Willow tremble like a piece of paper. She couldn't take it anymore, it was too much for her. Tara's mere presence was pure warmth, their arms brushing against each other only reminded her the small distance between them, and her perfect nipples were still there, hard under that thin t-shirt.
There was another psychology book a little farther away from them, on the edge of the bed. Tara, still with her legs crossed, leaned her body foward, stretching to pick the book. The simple movement made her tits slightly move. Willow's light colored pants weren't doing her any favor, she was painfully wet, and she was starting to feel the wetness spreading.
She tried to stop it, but she couldn't. It was too late to be able to think about anything other than sex with Tara. She needed her, she never needed anything so much. It was a carnal desire that consumed her from the inside. She imagined the blonde holding her hair, forcing her to lick her tits, while her other hand stimulated her clit, and she couldn't take it anymore, the wetness was becoming visible.
It only took Willow a few seconds to notice that her pants were visibly wet, and Tara was only a few inches away, staring at the books. Willow quickly grabbed one of them, placing it on her lap.
''Is there something specific you want to read?'' Tara asked.
''Uh? N-no, I just wanted to see the book. Could you use the other one for a while, even if i'ts not about the same subject?''
Tara nodded and began reading the book she picked up just a few seconds ago from the edge of the bed. It wasn't the same book she has been using to study with Willow but she didn't want to bother her.
The redhead didn't know what else she could do. She needed to escape from this situation. Her pants had a significant wet spot that only the book was covering. It was a ridiculous situation, and she began to wonder how she ended up in it. Willow liked sex, but she never experienced anything like this, nothing remotely similar. She wondered if it was normal, if it was common, if her friends had experienced something similar. But deep down, she knew they hadn't, because it was a carnal desire.
Most of her friends were sexually active, but their experiences didn't even come close to what Tara makes her feel. She needed her so much that every time she saw her, she could only close her eyes and imagine the blonde taking her right there, regardless of where they were.
Tara was too much, and Willow needed her everywhere. She wanted her, in a way that was both romantic and completely wild at the same time, and she knew she would do anything for a kiss.
Tara only lasted a few minutes in silence before suggesting a break. Willow wasn't even able to respond, causing Tara herself to grab the book that was still in Willow's lap to move it.
''NO!'' the redhead yelled, inmediately putting the book back in its place.
''Willow? What's wrong'' Willow couldn't respond, instead, tears began to accumulate in her eyes, completely embarrassed by the situation.
Willow stayed in silence, causing Tara to look at her with pure concern, placing a hand on her cheek.
''Tell me what's wrong, please'' Tara begged.
Once again, Willow didn't respond. Tara waited a few seconds, but due to the silence, she moved the book off the redhead's lap again, seeing the wetness in the center of her pants.
Willow felt humiliated, she had never been so embarrassed in her life, and she could only resign herself to closing her eyes and ducking her head, waiting for Tara to yell at her, or maybe kick her out of the room.
Instead, Tara, without moving her hand from her right cheek, placed a kiss on the other. The gesture made Willow open her eyes to look at her, noticing how red she was. That alone was enough to make her beg.
''Please. Please Tara, touch me. Please, I'll do anything, please touch me'' she said and the accumulated tears finally began to fall. She couldn't stop crying, and her clit throbbed.
Tara kept kissing Willow's cheek, her hands moving down to rest on her neck, allowing her full access to the redhead's face to cover it with sweet kisses. When she reached her lips, she approached them tenderly, wishing she could express in that touch of lips all the love and desire she feels for her.
Willow sobbed as soon as Tara's lips touched her own. The raspberry flavor of her balm was sweet and addictive, making Willow moan into her mouth.
Their tongues slowly made their way together, tangling and making them feel relieved. While Tara's hands continued to rest on her neck, Willow moved her own hands to Tara's thighs, caressing and gently squeezing them, like if it was her tits. She didn't want to rush things, not yet, she was finally getting what she wanted, and she couldn't ruin it.
When the urge to pull away for air became too strong, they slowly separated, their hands still on each other's bodies.
''I love how this cardigan looks on you, you look beautiful.''
''Please Tara, please, take it off, please'' Willow begged, a few tears rolling down her cheeks.
''Is that what you want, baby?''
Willow frantically nodded and began to sob again when Tara delicately started to unzip the cardigan, removing it from her shoulders and capturing her lips again in another kiss.
They separated to help each other remove their shirts. The view of Tara's boobs left Willow speechless. They were even better than what she imagined in her million of fantasies, and she couldn't wait to put them in their mouth.
The view encouraged Will to show herself to her, bringing her own hands to her back to unclasp her bra and reveal herself to Tara, who looked at her like if she was her prey, her eyes moving from her tits to her eyes repeatedly.
When she dropped her bra, she suddenly felt insecure. Her breasts were nowhere near the size of Tara's, and she wondered if she was enough for her.
The thoughts disappeared quickly when Tara leaned in and, in a sweet loving whisper, asked ''Can i?''
''Yes, please, please, Tara, please.'' Tara's hands rested on her boobs, and Willow moaned, tilting her head back. As soon as she remembered Tara's tits were out, she leaned forward again. ''Can I touch you too, please?'' She already felt her eyes accumulating tears again.
Tara smiled. ''I was waiting for you to ask.''
The moment her hands touched Tara's tits she felt in heaven. She began massaging her nipples as if her life depended on it, while her jeans were completely ruined when she heard Tara moan.
''Get comfortable'' Willow whispered ''I'm not stopping anytime soon''
As soon as the redhead said that, Tara got comfortable, laying down on the bed while Willow removed her pants, letting the redhead settle on top of her. Willow could stay like that for hours, enjoying the full access to the blonde's breasts.
She went back to massaging her tits with both hands, in circular movements accomplanied by occasional gentle squeezes. Tara was staring at Willow, and it was driving her crazy.
''This is what you wanted, huh, baby?'' Willow sobbed at that.
''Yes, yes, Tara, yes.'' The redhead couldn't say anything else, her mind wasn't functioning properly. It was all too good.
Tara held Willow's head and brought it to hers, kissing her tears and then her lips, gently. She took advantage of the grip to pull her head down to her boobs, encouraging Willow to use her mouth.
Willow stopped grabbing her left boob, replacing her hand with her mouth. She first gently sucked the nipple, causing a moan from Tara, who tightened her grip. While the redhead was still taking care of the nipple with her mouth, she caressed the other one with her hand.
''You can mark them if you want. I'm yours.'' Tara didn't know how she got the courage to say that, but she didn't regret it at all. Willow tried to not sob again and quickly obeyed Tara, starting to suck every part of skin she could, around the nipple, biting ocassionally and leaving as many marks as possible.
Willow moved her mouth away from Tara's boob to do the same on the other one, making sure to leave hickeys on both. Once she was satisfied, she went back to squeezing both tits with her hands, she will never get tired of that.
Tara's heavy breathing and moans killed the little bit of sanity she had left. She started to suck the nipple that wasn't in her mouth before, enjoying the way the pleasure felt beneath her body.
Tara's tits were a hot mess. There were marks all over them, and Willow's saliva glistened on her nipples. Once the blonde regained a little bit of her sanity, she lifted Willow's face from her breasts to kiss her lips.
She let their tongues meet again for a while, enjoying the desperate sounds the redhead was making. When the kiss ended, Tara moved them so she could be on top this time.
Willow's glassy eyes looked at her expectantly, she didn't need to ask what she was going to do with her, since Tara's hands were already pulling down her soaked pants, leaving her in only her ruined underwear.
''You smell really good'' Willow tried not to sob when she heard that, reaching her own nipples. Tara traced her fingers along the waistband of her underwear, letting her know that she wanted to take them off, and Willow obeyed, lifting her hips while holding her breath.
Tara smiled before she began to eat her like if she was eating her favorite food, and maybe she was. She started slowly, tentatively licking the area while staring at her. The view was perfect, she wanted to take her time, appreciate it properly, but she knew Willow was on the edge and wouldn't handle the provocation.
She quickly speed up the pace, flattening her tongue and taking as much as possible. Her tongue mercilessly going in and out of her canal, causing the redhead to sob and whimper.
She placed her hands on Willow's thighs to keep her still and decided to take her time enjoying her, running her tongue over all the area, occasionally sucking and kissing Willow's swollen clitoris.
Tara knew exactly what Willow so desperately needed, but she wasn't going to give that pleasure so easily, she was enjoying this too much. Willow began to beg, uttering completely incoherent phrases and words. The blonde smiled, starting to rub her thumb agaisnt the sensitive clit.
It was a matter of seconds for the redhead to reach her limit, tears rolling down her flushed cheeks as she found it incredibly difficult to catch her breath. Tara maintained her actions long enough to prolong her lover's orgasm until her trembling body stopped moving.
The blonde lifted her face so she could look into her eyes. Her mouth and chin glistened with the redhead's essence. They both smiled at each other.
There was no going back. What they called friendship is gone. Friends didn't talk to each other, look at each other or eat each other like that.
Willow's legs were shaking, she felt unable to speak, and could only limit herself to heavy breathe. Tara didn't give her any rest, Willow felt a soft kiss on her clit that made her squirm. Tara reached Willow to kiss her, letting her taste herself. The redhead moaned into her mouth. When the kiss deepened, Willow felt Tara's thumb rubbing her clit again, while two fingers caressed the entrance of her hole.
''T-Tara. Oh, Tara'' Willow moaned, she was very sensitive from her recent orgasm and every touch had her on fire.
Tara finally inserted both fingers, fucking her gently. The redhead was so wet that the blonde's fingers slid in the most erotic way possible, the sound of the fingers sliding in and out of her pussy was too audible.
Tara made sure to keep rubbing her clit, keeping the pace of her fingers slow and deep.
''Tara, please, p-please go faster. Fuck me''
The blonde obeyed, kissing Willow and swallowing all her sounds of pleasure. Willow was completely out of control, her own tits hugging Tara's, their tongues in each other's mouths, and her lover's fingers fucking her the way she needed.
The fast, hard rhythm was too much, the redhead's eyes almost going blank, she grabbed Tara's shoulder with one hand and the beed sheet with her other hand. Spreading her legs further was impossible. She was completely exposed to Tara, her fingers penetrating her deeply.
Willow moved the hand she had on Tara's shoulder to place it on her head, pulling her hair. She couldn't take it anymore, the sounds
she was making were ridiculously loud, and she was sure everyone on that floor knew Tara was fucking her. The satisfaction defeated the embarrassment, making her smile knowing she was the one in Tara's bed.
''Tara, oh baby. B-Baby. I'm so close''
Willow desperately wrapped her arms around Tara, her hand still holding her head. She held her with all her strength while Tara fucked her. As if it was possible, she noticed the blonde increasing the speed even more, making her sob. The sound was completely dirty and erotic.
Willow clung to Tara's back, scratching it. The blonde could feel a little bit of pain, knowing that some of those scratches were probably slightly bleeding, but she didn't care, in fact, she tried to fuck Willow even harder. Now both of Willow's hands were clawing and holding Tara's back.
''Cum for me, Will. Be a good girl and cum for me.'' Willow didn't want to cum so quickly, she wanted to enjoy this for as long as possible, but when Tara said that, she couldn't hold herself back any longer.
Willow's walls tightened Tara's fingers, contracting around them and making Tara moan. Her body was shaking, her legs were jelly, and an especially loud moan announced her orgasm. Her pussy was still throbbing, and the sheet was completely soaked.
Tara didn't stop after Willow's orgasm, causing the redhead to follow that orgasm with smaller ones. Willow couldn't contain herself and she started biting Tara's shoulder. Only a few seconds later,
Willow's pussy expelled fluid, soaking the bed, Tara's hand and her leg. The redhead was completely shocked, she didn't know her body was capable of squirting. She looked at her lover with surprise and confusion in her eyes. Tara, equally surprised, smiled.
Tara gently removed her fingers, replacing them with her tongue to taste the redhead, causing her to have small spasms. The blonde sat up and licked her lips.
Willow aggresively kissed Tara, stealing a passionate kiss, their tongues finding their way into each other's mouths once again, as if they were meant to belong to each other. Willow placed a hand on Tara's cheek during the kiss, while her other hand slid between their body, finally reaching the blonde's thighs.
Willow slowly removed Tara's panties, inserting two fingers without a warning, making Tara moan, who broke the kiss to look into her eyes, her beautiful blue eyes completely darkened with lust.
''Come on baby, make me yours'' she moaned, right before Willow started fucking her with the same intensity she had used on her a few minutes before.
Willow started to kiss Tara's neck, taking the time to leave marks there as well. She felt the need to let everyone know, if not by her screams, then by her marks, that Tara was hers.
''You feel so good, sweetie, you make me feel so good.'' she encouraged her between gasps and moans.
Their eyes met, maintaining eye contact as Willow's fingers kept fucking her roughly. The wet sound of Willow's fingers and Tara's moans filled the room, a perfect symphony demonstrating the mutual desire they both feel for each other.
''Please, Will, make me cum, my pretty girl.'' she begged when she felt her walls added pressure around Willow's fingers.
Willow watched, mesmerized, how Tara tilted her head, her blond hair sticking to her face because of the sweat, decorating her cheeks.
A moan of pure pleasure escaped from her mouth when she reached an orgasm. Will slowly used her other hand to brush back the strands of hair that were on her face, tucking them behind her ear. After that, she inserted two fingers into the blonde's mouth while simultaneosuly increasing the speed of the fingers that were still inside her pussy. Tara's eyes opened wide and clouded with pleasure.
It was a matter of seconds before the redhead began to notice how the legs of her lover began to tremble, warning of the blonde's inminent orgasm.
''You like this, don't you?'' Tell me how much you like having my fingers in your pussy.''
A moan escaped Tara's lips in response and she closed her eyes to surrender to the pleasure, letting her walls squeeze tightly around her lover's fingers. The new wave of pleasure that flooded Tara felt like it lasted minutes. The only thing she knew is that what Willow said was so seductive that it was enough to make her reach another orgasm.
Tara collapsed on top of Willow, who kissed her tenderly on the top of her head. Without giving her time to recover, Willow flipped them both over, this time being the one on top.
Tara, still affected from the orgasm she just had, stared at Willow, who was starting to go down on her without breaking the eye contact, leaving wet kisses everywhere, from her collarbone to her breasts, abdomen and thighs, to finally reach the most desired spot.
''Now it's my turn to taste you'' was the last thing she heard before she felt Willow's tongue on her pussy, sucking and licking her with enthusiasm.
Her legs tensed and her back arched. Her hands went straight to Willow's head to grab her hair. Willow caught her clit between her lips and started to suck it, alternating between soft and hard sucks that made Tara lose her mind.
''You're such a good girl.. Keep going baby, it feels amazing''
She smiled into her pussy, still holding her clit with her mouth before inserting two fingers inside her, curling them to reach that spot that would make Tara scream. She raised her eyes to watch how Tara was reaching her limit, her breathing completely disrupted, causing her breasts to move in the most seductive way she had ever imagined.
''Oh, yes, sweetie, yes. That feels so good .. Oh'' Tara repeated uncontrollably, completely lost in the pleasure that her girl was giving her.
Willow moved the hand that was still free to one of Tara's nipples, caressing it and sometimes squeezing the entire boob. Tara was completely overstimulated, incapable to think. Her hand still holding Willow's hair.
''Willow.. come on, baby .. come on'' she moaned in frustration when the redhead stopped sucking her clit, still between her lips. She laughed, making Tara moan again because of the vibration. Willow sucked her clit again, bringing her to the climax again.
Tara's entire body tensed, and suddenly the room was silent, only to be filled with a scream of pleasure from the blonde. Feeling Tara cum in her mouth while she mercilessly pulled her hair was, to say at least, the best experience she had in her entire life.
None of the millions of spells she had cast had given her this pleasure of feeling the sweet fluid of that girl she fantasized about every night covering her lips, chin and tongue.
She sucked Tara's clit again, prolonging her orgasm to make it sweeter and more intense for her. Once she finished, she licked her until she was completely clean. Willow went straight up to the blonde's swollen lips to kiss her and let her taste herself. Tara slipped her tongue and moaned softly at the sweet taste.
The blonde's hands grabbed the redhead's hair while they devoured each other's mouth like if it was the last day of their lives. Willow couldn't believe how she managed to live so long without her. They didn't even finish now, and she was already thinking about the next time she was going to devour every part of her body.
She would never give up on Tara, especially not after tasting her. She was addicted to her, to her taste, her body, her scent, her kisses, her moans.
Tara was worse than any drug.
Willow fell on Tara's body, resting her head on her chest. They enjoyed a comfortable moment of silence, caressing each other.
Willow moved her caressnes to one of Tara's boobs, squeezing it. It didn't take long for her to start stimulating her nipple.
''You're insatiable'' Tara whispered, her voice was deeper than usual. Willow didn't have time to answer before Tara changed positions, placing herself on top as she had been before.
Tara grabbed one of Willow's legs, lifting it to sit between her legs, their pussies finally touching. The redhead moaned at the contact, grabbing Tara's waist to encourage her to start. The blonde didn't wait and started to move, creating the perfect friction. They were both so wet and slippery that the movement was perfect. Willow couldn't stop staring, the view of their pussies rubbing made her shed tears of pleasure.
Tara caressed the leg she was still holding up, placing kisses around the knee. It was so sweet that Willow's heart pounded with happiness, she was completely in love with the woman.
Tara's movements quickly increased in speed, making them both gasp. Willow was still holding Tara's waist with one hand and didn't know what to do with the other, her movements varied between grabbing the bed sheet tightly and biting her hand, trying to muffle the sounds she was making.
''Can you cum like this, babe?'' Tara asked, curious if the friction would be enough for Will.
''I could cum just by looking at you'' Willow answered, tightening her grip to encourage her to continue.
Tara's clit rubbing agaisnt Willow's was bringing them both to the edge. The redhead was trembling, trying to keep her eyes open. Tara was staring at her, occasionally tilting her head back in pleasure, but only a few seconds before looking back at her.
Tara took the opportunity to massage Willow's boobs with her free hand, making sure to give her nipples the attention they deserved. Willow couldn't take it anymore. She lost count of how many times she came that night. She was completely sweaty, wet and sure she couldn't feel her legs anymore, and yet she felt she was approaching another orgasm.
''Tara, b-baby. I'm close again.''
''Me too babe, cum with me.'' Having the chance to cum at the same time as Tara was something she thought would never happen outside of her fantasies, until now.
Willow scratched Tara's waist, involuntarily opening the skin a little, silently begging her to move faster, and she did. Tara rubbed herself frantically on Willow, her tits bouncing and sweat dripping down her neck. The redhead couldn't hold it any longer and came, causing the blonde to follow her just a few seconds later.
Tara slowed down until she completely stopped moving, still on top of Willow. They were both exhausted.
The blonde rolled to her side, both remained lying in silence for a while, processing everything that just happened that day while they were trying to catch their breath.
The first to speak was Willow, who turned on her side so she could look at Tara as she spoke.
''You have no idea how many nights I fantasized about this'' she said, waving her hands fratically with excitement.
Tara laughed, still laying on her side, resting her head on her hand. She looked beautiful, the lights coming from the candles were partially illuminating her face covered in sweat, her rosy cheeks and her swollen lips, giving her a seductive yet angelic appearance.
''Oh, yeah? Tell me more?
Willow blushed and looked down, convinced that what Tara just said got her wet again.
''A few weeks ago ... I had a fantasy about you, and well, since that night, I haven't been able to stop thinking about you .. like this.''
Tara raised her eyebrows tentatively, encouraging her to continue, she truly seemed very interested.
The redhead sighed before looking up into her eyes to reveal her secret. ''My first fantasy was that we were in the hallway, you noticed how obsessed I was with your boobs, and you brought me here .. to your room with you.''
''And what else? Keep talking, baby''.
''And .. We start kissing, I'd be completely at your mercy, and you would make me suck your tits before rubbing yourself agaisnt me, and then finally ride my face... I was only there to give you pleasure, nothing else mattered to me.''
Tara opened her mouth in surprise before laughing lustfully. She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and seductively got closer to the redhead, who looked nervous and already blushing.
''You know.. you're lucky I fantasize about having you at my mercy like that too.'' She slowly reached Willow's lips for a soft kiss before getting closer to her ear ''Let's just say it would be my pleasure to fulfill your fantasy right now.'' she whispered.
That was the last thing Willow processed before she started to watch how Tara was now sitting on her, just how she dreamed of two weeks and three days ago.
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