Zoey and Emma Chapter 2

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between young adult women. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18, do not read it.

Zoey and Emma -2-

Two weeks had passed since Zoey and Emma had that wild night with Helen and Gigi. It was all the girls could talk about; the incredible lesbian life that awaited them when they graduated. Or, maybe, when they just moved out of the dorms into an apartment nearby. In any event, they could dream of sex swings and lesbian vacation spots and being a confident female dyke. And their sex life had just gotten 1000-volt boost− Emma was on her way to becoming a full-fledged top gurl. For the most part Zoey was happy with the change, although she was left wondering where that left her.

One Friday Emma closed her book on a successful afternoon of studying. She would admit to any lesbo slut that she got horny as hell during a long study session. On the Friday in question, for example, she had masturbated twice in three hours. The first was a quick pussy rub inspired by the stresses that the week had brought on: papers, grumpy professors, and the ever-present slush as she walked to classes. She admitted to herself that she was sick of the grind.

In daydreaming about sex slings (she had already checked them out on Amazon), she was frigging her clit with her right hand while jilling her pussy with the first two fingers of her left. Easy-peasy for dykes. Emma got off in about ten minutes.

"Aahhhh, Muahhhh, Whoooshhh," she cried out.

She sat in her bean bag, temporarily exhausted. After a short afterglow she went to the bathroom and toweled herself off.

"Hmmm, I wonder how some straight girls survive, not being able to cum with their man or with their hand," she mused. "Maybe that's why they're so bitchy all the time."

She was always orgasmic; in the two weeks since she went to Helen's place, she had become hyper-orgasmic. Zoey was too, and they were getting 1-2 orgasms every night since their escapade. Together with her self-service, Emma was at roughly three a day. Whew!

She went back to her studies, but she would get off around 4:30. This time her orgasm came at the end of a slow session of jilling her pussy and her clit. A scene in her Women's Studies 201 class brought it about. It was a story of epic proportions for Emma, given her relationship with her older sister whom she admired from head to foot. In their last communication the two had talked a lot about sex swings and she had been so jealous. Now that she had experienced one at Helen and Gigi's, she looked for the bolts in the ceiling in everyone's house!

The lesbian reader spelled on the lesbian incest scene between a twenty-two-year-old dyke and her nineteen-year-old sister.

"Goddam, it's me and Madison," muttered Emma. She had only read the first couple of paragraphs, and she had to put her book down and minister to her own needs. She closed her eyes and had bad thoughts about Madison and her right hand went instinctively to her cunt. After a minute she grabbed her phone and brought up the one naked pic she had of Madison; one with her being the strapon top in bed with, she guessed, was a friend of her and her girlfriend (who took the pic). It was so fucking hot. Uhnnnn.

She was frigging herself, daydreaming about topping Madison. She dialed up another pic of just Madison laying out in her teeny-weeny polka dot bikini, presumably on a trip somewhere. Her sister was beautiful: she had none of the infamous "freshmen fifteen" that so many undergraduates pick up. She dreamed terrible thoughts of what it would be like to do her right then, taking off her top, sucking on her glorious tits, then ripping off her bottoms and tribbing her naked pussy to orgasmic splendor. Aahhhh, nahhhh, Ahhhhh. Aahhhh. She came again that afternoon. She dozed off without the typical bathroom run, the two fingers of her right hand still in her pussy. Oh Madison, oh Maddie zzzzz...

Emma had never "done" her mother or her sister, letting them follow their own love lives. Now she wished that that would change. Truth be told she was in love with both; she just didn't know how to approach either of them. She determined right then that she would test the waters, first with her sister, later with her lezzie mom.

When she stirred from her cat nap, she still had the pic of Madison in her bikini. She stared at it and got the strength to give her a call. She brought up Madison's contact information and rang her up. Madison always answered her phone right away, and her chipper greeting on the second ring was the final inspiration that she needed to go through with it.

"Hey, you, what's going on," said Madison.

"Guess what Zoey and I did two weeks ago?" she asked.

"Um, let's see. Skied down a mountain naked?" she asked, laughing.

"Nope, a sex swing," Emma said.

"What? You too," said Maddie.

"You inspired us, Maddie. Zoey subscribed to Her and talked to a few people. She right away found a trendy twenty-something couple in town with one, and it was fucking fantastic. And I even topped Zoey, which was something I'd wanted to do."

"Aren't they great. Fuck, the 'frictionless fucking'," said Maddie. "Now you know what it's like. I'm so glad you called. I miss you; I miss you so much."

Emma was amazed; she'd never heard these words from her sister. "That's why I was calling you. I miss you too...and I want to get with you Maddie."

"What? Get with me? As in, fuck me?" asked Maddie.

"Yes," said Emma.

"Oh, baby girl, that is music to ears," said Maddie. I've been so caught up in my own world. I got up this morning and a heavy burden fell on me. The burden of being a sister, which I have ignored for four years! Ever since I was accepted at University, I've been a dick to you, ignoring you, chasing pussy, totally self-absorbed. Will you, can you forgive me."

"Done and done," said Emma. "It only made me stronger. But to my point, do you think that when your term ends, could you fly up here and spend a couple days. Sleep in my bed, do things together, bond. It would mean so much to me, and to mom."

There was a pause on Maddie's end.

"There's a flight on December 22nd at 5 p.m.," said Maddie. "I can be at your place. Wait, maybe you can pick me up at the airport?"

"I'm on it," said Emma. "I'll borrow Zoey's car and pick you up at the airport. I'm so glad I dialed the phone. You don't know how much this means to me."

"Emma," said Maddie. "Are you alone right now."

"Yeah," Emma said. She thought she knew where Maddie was going with that question.

"I am too," said Maddie. "Get comfortable for me. Let's play out a scene of us, you know, of us fucking."

Emma was in a daze. It was all flooding back to her. Her sister's coming out. Her mom's coming out shortly thereafter. A year later, her own coming out to her mom, then to Maddie. Maddie was so happy that day. It had come full circle. "Aahhhh, Oohhhh,"

"Are you comfortable," asked Maddie.

"Yep," said Emma. "Putting my phone on speaker."

"Me too," said Maddie. "I'm rubbing darling. My jeans are puddled at my feet. My top and bra are now beside me. How about you."

"I'm getting completely naked," said Emma. "This will be my third cum of the day. The last one I spent thinking of big sis!"

"Oohhhh, a frisky dyke," said Maddie. "I love it. I love you, Emma. You don't understand how jealous of you I was. I wanted the gay lifestyle to be mine, all mine. Thankfully I grew up."

"That's OK, no biggie. It's natural for a big sister to be jealous of her so-good-looking younger sister, he he he. But here we are."

"I can't wait," said Maddie. "I'm ahead of you: I got wet when you said you wanted to fuck me. I can just imagine your fingers, your long-tapered fingers going inside me. Your hand being upside down inside my cunt, scraping my g-spot. Touching my cervix. Oooooo. Aahhhh. Over and over, faster and slower. Oohhhh." She was jilling her cunt steadily, slowly. "By the way, do you trim you fingers?"

"Of course," said Emma. Oohh, I do want to fuck you and be fucked by you, so badly. I just need you so, so much, sister of mine. Aahhhh. It feels so fucking good. I'll do anything you want. Anything." Emma was in her ass with her left hand and her pussy with her right. She was already close.

Maddie was quiet, although her ragged breathing sounded so hot to Emma.

"Do you think we can visit the dykes with the swing," said Maddie, quietly. "Oohhhh."

"Anything you want, as long as I am inside you, as long as I get to fuck you first," said Emma." "I've grown up a little, in case you haven't noticed." Uunnhhhh, aahhhh.

Maddie giggled. She said, "Girlfriend, I've noticed, and I've fantasized about it. Aahhhh, Ohhhh." She was rubbing her gorgeous cunt faster.

"Maybe...threesome...Zoey." said Emma. "Aahhhh, Pfaaaaww. I'm getting close, Maddie. How about you." She continued to frig her ass and her pussy at the same time. If her eyes were open, she would have seen a giant, slick head of her clit had appeared. She didn't touch it; she didn't need to.

"All systems are, unhhhh, go," joked Maddie. "Approaching, aahhhhnn, liftoff." She could barely speak. "Aahhhh. I'm coming. I'll be back..."

Emma giggled at that. Her sister had a biting wit, and it was adorable. She was very popular on campus in Southern Michigan among the gay girls. Right now, however, she had gone quiet. Emma assumed she was cumming.

"Baby I love you, I always have," said Emma. "I love...her orgasm was beginning. "Oh – Oh – Oh, here it comes. Aaghhhh, aghhhh." She went silent for a couple minutes.

"So good," said Emma. "So, fucking wonderful, Mad."

"Yes, it was, my dear," said Maddie. "You cum?

"Sho' nuf'," said Emma. "You?"

"Yeah, and it was huge. I'm wasted." She said this in a voice that trailed off. "Let's talk in a few hours. I'm going to take a nap. OK?"

"Me too," said Emma. "I love you." Maddie had already hung up.

*****

Emma hustled through finals, pulling by her estimations a 3.8/4.0. Of course, she would have to wait about eight days, but she was certain that when she was home, she would open the report card and be delighted with the GPA.

She was waiting for her plane to land then went to see her in the airport lobby. Maddie got in at seven p.m., which gave them a full evening to play. What a scene they made: a leap into the arms of Emma, her legs spread legs making a V so that Maddie was carrying Emma for a bit. A yell and a big kiss on the lips in front of the employees and passengers. They held hands on the way to Emma's dorm.

It turns out that Zoey went and stayed with Helen and Gigi giving the two girls total access to their room. Zoey got it and she was glad to make room for the pair of love birds. She even left a letter, some chocolate, a yellow rose on her bed for Maddie when she sneaked back into the room while Emma was picking up Maddie.

"Awww, she's so sweet," said Maddie as she read the letter. The sentence that caught her attention was "If I had a sister, she would be just like you." They would not even dare to guess what she would do at Helen and Gigi's.

"Are you hungry or do you want anything," Emma said. "There's a few places right around here."

Maddie approached her sister with the devil in her eyes and said, "I want you, like right now." Maddie took Emma in her arms and kissed her lightly. Emma had a strand of hair that was continuously falling into her eyes. Maddie said, as she moved the hair, "You're magnifique, just like I knew you would be. I'm serious, I really want you darling. I need you."

Suddenly Emma groped for her and removed the shirt and the bra. Maddie got the idea and started undressing Emma, stealing kisses as she did so. Emma unbuttoned her jeans and removed them and when she was at her feet took off her shoes and her socks. Maddie was standing there naked, vulnerable. With the two of them naked they stood there and drank in the beauty of the other.

"Let me look at you," said Emma. She was naked too, standing two feet from the naked beauty that she always dreamed of. She had a smile on her face as did Maddie. "You're perfect, just like I imagined, only better."

"Sorry if I offend you, <kisses> but you're a mini-me," said Maddie. "We're the same. Peers. Let's forget the competition and all that stuff <kisses on the lips and titties> and enjoy it. Now 'while it lasts', <kisses and fingers in cunts> because it will last forever."

They kissed again and tumbled into the bed. Emma got on top and immediately started tribbing Maddie, missionary style.

"Oh baby, I love this, my loving you, you're loving me," said Maddie. The slender Emma was working the pussy-on-pussy connection and Maddie was already grinding back. The two were just staring at each other, leering, eyes dilated.

"Unnhhhh, Aahhhh," murmured Maddie. "God, I have a tingle already. Unhhhh."

"Me too my lover," said Emma, her going going up and down the beautiful, shaved groin of her sister. "I'm so fucking honey I can't stand it. Horny for you baby." There was an urgency to her tribbing, an electricity that went right into Maddie.

"You're such a good lover, my dear, Aahhhh," said Maddie. "The best, and I had you all along. I'm such a dork. You're hotter than any of the girls I've had. I'm not just saying it. Oohhhh fucckkkk it's so good."

Emma bent forward to kiss her. It was so tender, so delicious.

Maddie was the first to cum. She was a crazy woman, grabbing the bed sheets over and over in different ways. "Ohhhh, ohhhh, finish me baby, I'm cumming already. Fuck me Em, fuck me..."

Emma started cumming shortly after. "Ahhhhnn, Ahhhhnn. Me too my bae. I'm right there with you. O dear, I'm cumming."

Em was going wild with her cunt, now completely soaked with her cream, now completed puffed up with the sweet blood of love and sex. Maddie's was enlarged too, as Emma looked down at her work. Both pussies longing to make a connection and making it. Fuck, a couple of weeks ago she had never imagined this. She again leaned forward to kiss her sis, first French kissing her, then stooping down to suck her neck. Later, when Maddie was coming her hair in the mirror, she saw a hickey. Things would never be the same between these two lovers.

Maddie tried to roll to her right, completely, but temporarily spent. Emma was having nothing of it; she was still in the throes of her orgasm. She finally collapsed on Maddie, letting out primeval "Oh my love." The two lay there, semi-conscious.

"Fuck, you're the best lay I've ever had," said Maddie. "Bar none. I've wasted years on the chicks who advertise hotness but don't deliver. You're something else."

"Thanks," said Emma. "What else can I say but thank you. I guess I passed the test."

"Oh, you passed it alright," said Maddie. "Now the question is whether I can keep up with you."

"I'm starving all of a sudden," said Emma. "Let's take our time getting dressed and we'll go to Linda's, a lesbian hangout, and grab some college fare. OK?"

"Sounds like a plan," said Maddie.

*****

"Why don't you transfer to Ann Arbor," said Maddie. "What's your GPA? No wait, let me guess. 3.8?"

"Bingo," said Emma.

"You're ridiculous. Emma, you'll fit right into the scene," said Maddie. "When you get sick of me there will be a dozen babies lined up for you. You can't take a step without running into a hot gay girl. For fun I took a Women's Study course last year. It was a free-for-all, a swirl of dykes. The few straight women didn't have a chance. Glorious."

"That is hilarious," said Emma. "Would that I was there! What are you thinking? That we would be roomies for a semester?"

"I'm going to get my MBA for there, so I won't be going anywhere for a couple years," said Maddie. "It's worth thinking about."

"MBA. Hmmm, I like the sound of that," said Emma. "You're so ambitious. You're my idol, darling."

"Oh, come here you lover," said Maddie. She scooched over on the bed for her sister, marveling at her svelte frame. "I love the university in Ann Arbor, and getting the MBA is another reason for me to live there. I may not even move away once I graduate; there are so many jobs right in Ann Arbor. I'm not that ambitious." She looked at Emma, then enveloped her in her arms, kissing her softly.

"That is very, very appealing," said Emma. "I'll have an answer for you by tomorrow. I'm sorely tempted to transfer. Ann Arbor is a hipster town if there ever was one. I'd like to sleep on it, though. Frankly, except for Zoey, there is nothing keeping me here."

Emma looked at Maddie's hand. She had a band on the middle finger of her right hand and one on her left thumb. "A true lesbian's hand. I love it," she thought.

"Believe me, there is no pressure from me," said Maddie. "It's just that...I love you Em. I really do. I can't believe I said that; I can't believe I'm in your bed and that we just made love like, like− I can't put it into words."

"Believe it" said Emma. "God or something has brought us together. I believe in God, but I also believe in Sappho. She brought us together, Maddie. I can only say we're like two peas in a pod. We fit each other so well."

"Let's go out later," said Maddie. "I want to strap you honey. I brought a couple with me." She reached into her bag and brought out two straps with dildos.

"I want that one baby," said Emma. "You know, I topped Zoey two weeks ago and I loved it. She loved it too, although it was a bit of a surprise for her."

"You can top me tomorrow, love," said Maddie. "If it's anything like the way you trib, I'll be in for quite a ride. It's time for me to top you and show you what I've got."

She took the eight-inch strap and stepped into the black briefs that accompanied them. When she was looking for the lube in her bag Emma snapped a pic of her. "My god, such a strong woman, the dildo better than a man's cock. She's got a six-pack, shit. No doubt a lesbian femme top," she said to herself. Maddie posed for another pic, and when she saw it on the phone, Emma was speechless. It was a shot of her, lube in hand, lubing up the dildo and leering into the camera. As if Emma needed some more reasons to be on fire for her sister. She threw the phone where Maddie would see it. "Damn, I look hot," she said.

She fiddled with her phone, saying, "Let's have some lesbian tunes to fuck by," said Emma. She found the folder she was looking for, and "Werkin' Girls" by Angel Haze sounded from the iPhone 13. It was followed by Joan Jett's "Crimson and Clover" and the songs kept coming and pumped up the women (as if they needed it).

Elle got in the middle of the bed on all fours, wagging her ass. Maddie put a little lube inside of Emma, lined up the strapon, and entered her. Why fuck around. There was a piece of fine Midwestern Grade A ass in front of her.

Emma gasped, "Oooohhhh".

Maddie stroked her inch by inch for a minute and thrusted for the bottom of her love canal. She left the meaty dildo there and said,

"You asked for it; you got it. Now take it," wailed Maddie.

Emma cried out, "Fuckkkk. Oooh, do me you bitch, you lesbian whore. Do me now. Ugghh."

Maddie had heard the words before, but they never meant as much as they did then. Maddie began stroking long and steady with her hips grinding in circles.

"Gladly you my lovely sister of mine, you dyke, you lesbo cunt," said Maddie, better than any porn actress ever uttered. "Take it and like it."

Maddie slowed to a stop, bending forward to mold her tits, and feeling the dildo in her cunt. She frigged her clit for half a minute. Then it was back to the thrusting. In, out, in and grind in circles. Slapping her butt, pinching her rear, holding on by the powerful femme's ass. She reached down and massaged Emma's clit when she noticed Emma was rubbing it. They were both sweating, but they didn't notice.

"Unnnhhh," Emma said. "I've got a tingle. Unnnhhh. Ahhhh. I think I'm starting to cum. Keep going bae. Don't stop, don't you dare...Unnnhhhh...stop."

"That's it baby girl, get it, go claim it my love," said Maddie. She picked up the intensity, thrusting with shorter, faster strokes. In between grinding her hips in a circular motion. She really slapped her ass loudly, then said,

"Oh yeah, we'll have a helluva time in Ann Arbor dear," Maddie said. "As much of this as you can handle."

"If this is what I get for being a bad girl, ahnnn, shawww, bring it...aahhhnnn...on baby," said Emma.

"Get that orgasm girlfriend," said Maddie. "Come for me now dyke cunt, you lesbo whore. Get it, get it girlfriend. Ah, that's it."

Emma went quiet for ten or fifteen second and then burst into her orgasm. Maddie got even more intense. Emma was thrashing on the bed. Maddie grabbed her cheeks and held on for dear life. Emma screeched very loudly and unintelligibly: it was a cry from deep inside. Then she fell forward, and no one heard the dildo pop out. Instantly Maddie was on top of her.

"You OK?" she said, concerned. There was no response from Emma, so Maddie hands grabbed her face and turned it sideways. Evidently Emma was still breathing. Perhaps the session caused her to black out. Maddie rolled off her, a smirk on her face.

"She'll transfer," she said. "Ann Arbor, here we come."

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