#butches in uniform drinking a beer? i love you

[fulane-de-tal]

shoutout to the butch at the burger joint today you were SMOKIN

[chubbychasershortstories]

Early Lessons - Chapters 5, 6 & 7

Chapter 5: Linda, John and Butch

There was a sweet girl about my age working at BK at that time named Linda. She always seemed to smile through the grueling work and I had no idea how she managed it. I worked really hard, but I wasn’t particularly happy while doing it.

We ended a dinner shift together at 10pm and as we left, we headed down the same street. I offered to escort her home as we didn’t live in the safest of neighborhoods. She accepted, thanking me, and asked me in when we made it to her apartment.

We chatted and got to know each other better while sipping on sodas. She was a very warm and caring person. I suddenly had a strange urge and just blurted it out, “I’m gay.” I had never admitted this to anyone I wasn’t in love with. Her response was, “Wow, I’ve never had a gay friend before.” She called me a friend on our first meeting and it felt great. She seemed totally intrigued and asked me questions I hadn’t even considered and couldn’t really answer, given my limited experience.

She opened up to me too and told me she was almost 18 now and had been kicked out of her home for dating someone her parents disapproved of vehemently. The two were married in a civil ceremony 2 months later and shared this apartment. He worked construction on a 10 days out - 4 days in schedule. I really liked John when we met and the three of us would party together and shoot pool at a nearby hall.

Linda had already explained to John that she had a gay friend now and he took it in stride and never made any untoward comments about it. I really respected him for that. We were in Texas after all. The second time we met, John gave me a hug when he got home right after giving Linda a hug and a kiss. He thanked me for being a good friend to Linda. He said he felt better about leaving her alone knowing I would be there for her. It felt really good to have close friends from whom I didn’t need to hide anything about myself. It felt very liberating.

I soon met Linda’s ‘lover on the side’, Butch. He was a reform school kid about our age. He had a very lanky build, weighing barely more than I. He had reform school tattoos that looked horrible and a peculiar haircut with the straight bangs cut at an angle across his face, high to low. He was an exhibitionist as well and I ended up watching him plow Linda with his massive cock on the day we met. Massive didn’t cover it. His cock looked to be 14 inches in length and as thick as a can of beer. I’m not exaggerating. Linda had her head thrown back in a rapturous pose. Butch kept looking back at my awed expression and looked quite pleased with himself at my stunned reaction. Afterward, he would often come by my garage apartment on his own to chat and party and we had a decent friendship of our own going.

John’s current work project finished before the 10-day mark. He arrived home at mid-day unexpectedly and heard a huge commotion in the bedroom. Butch had barely scrambled out the 2nd story window leaving the screen in tatters. John pressed Linda for what was going on and why the window had no screen left.

I heard a knock on my door. It was John with Linda in tow. She was staring at the ground. “Did you just jump out of my bedroom window?” he asked, incredulously. Linda had fumbled for her explanation on his return and resorted to accusing me since John knew I would not have been screwing her behind his back. She really didn’t want to admit to the truth.

I answered, “No?” wondering where the question would have come from. Then the pieces fell into place in my mind. “You LIED to me!” he directed at Linda as she started to cry. “Who WAS it?!?”

I asked them to come inside and talk about it. I don’t know where I found the “wisdom” having no experience, but I sat them down and walked through having them explain what their needs and expectations were. I told them I could feel that they belonged together and that they should work on accommodating each other’s needs to make their marriage work. Otherwise, one or both of them would be suffering until they would inevitably have to break it off. They agreed and worked out a new set of boundaries that they could both accept so that they could remain together in a more honest arrangement. They both hugged me hard and thanked me before leaving for home, hand in hand. Who would have thought that an inexperienced, gay 16-year-old could be a successful marriage counselor?

Chapter 6: The Descent

At work, I continued to outpace every other worker with at least twice the production. I learned my work ethic with my first job at age 5 reclaiming salvaged bricks from demolitions with a hand hatchet and huge screwdriver for a penny a brick.

I had been closing on the weekends for 3 years now. I always hustled while others plodded overnight. I was a smoker and really needed at least a drag or two but wasn’t going to ask for a break. So, I had my smoke in my mouth and lighter in hand as I hustled out the back door with another full trash bin on wheels, headed towards the dumpster in the back of the parking lot. Without missing a beat, I lit the cigarette and enjoyed a partial smoke while quickly dumping the trash and bouncing back. I stomped the smoke out in stride as I hit the back door buzzer.

The closing manager was a tall, skinny Hispanic guy who really didn’t like me for some reason. I think it was straight up racism, but I had tolerated his “white boy” comments and extra assignments without protest. He called me into the tiny back office as soon as I cleared the door. “There was a District Manager parked down the block and he saw you smoking and told me I needed to fire you right now.”

It was 3:30am and I knew he was lying and that he had seen me go out prepped for my partial smoke and was just using the situation to harass me again.

“I know you’re a fucking liar, but here, let me save you the trouble.” I spit my words and pulled my dorky BK uniform off in one motion and threw it into his chest and left. I had another kitchen job in 2 days. Unfortunately, they failed to let me know it was only seasonal and would end with the University’s home-game football season. To my complete surprise, I was laid off in mid-December. This time the job market sucked and no one was hiring. I was set to lose my lease on New Year’s Day.

Chapter 7: Rock Bottom with Butch and Richard

When I let Butch know I was unemployed and about to be homeless, he talked with his roommate and benefactor Richard. Richard decided to take me in, as he had Butch, although neither of us had any resources. He said it would be fine. He laughed and told me I could ‘sing for my supper’ and sleep on the couch. He liked my jokes and loved to hear me play and sing. Richard was very average looking and about 23 years old, I believe.

I was wondering how he could be so generous on his meager salary as an electronics assembler at the Texas Instruments plant. He arrived home on the afternoon of our first Friday as a household grinning like the Cheshire Cat holding his $120.00 weekly paycheck. How could he be so pumped to be holding a weekly check that only covered a third of the rent on his 2-bedroom apartment? I soon found out.

“Come on!” he shouted on the way to his old beater of a car. We piled in and drove by the bank to cash his check then on to his “connection’s” place. With $100.00, he purchased 20 ¼ gram packets of what I later learned was some of the purest crystal meth to hit the city in ages. They called it ‘Crank’. I was clueless but didn’t let on. We sped over to Party A and quickly unloaded the stash for $200.00. We repeated the process, doubling up leaving Party A with $400.00. Back we went to purchase twice the volume then and headed to Party B. $800.00, then $1600.00. I couldn’t believe what I was a part of. I had seen the stuff being snorted at Party A, but at Party B the product seemed to disappear into a back room where the door was always kept closed. I found out later that the users in the backroom at Party B were injecting the stuff. 7 of the IV users migrated to Richard’s apartment to continue the action. I had been given lots to drink and smoke at these parties and was fairly well lit when we got home around 1am.

There was a guy that I was attracted to among the 7 tagalongs. Feeling very uninhibited, I was deep in conversation with him when Butch moved into my side with his back to me while grabbing my right arm off the back of the couch securing it out of my sight in front of him. I tried to finish a thought I was expressing to the cute chubby guy when I felt a sting at the crease of my elbow. Butch held my arm tightly so I couldn’t move. Without my knowledge or consent, Butch and Richard had just mainlined me with 5 of the individual user packets worth of the stuff prepped for a syringe, 1.25 grams. This was apparently my “cut” of the action, along with $50.00 cash.

Before I could get an explanation, the solution pumped through my heart and up to my brain. It felt like being strapped to a rocket. I could feel my rapid, pounding pulse at my temples, ears and neck. After maybe 15 minutes, the initial rush was replaced by a complete sense of euphoria that lasted the majority of 2 days before subsiding. Day 3 was HELL. Every cell in my body ached and yearned. I was grateful that the supply was exhausted or I would have begged, borrowed or stolen for another dose to regain the euphoric effect.

Butch and I were home alone having not slept or eaten yet on Monday, Day 3. That’s when I found out that Butch was Bi. He asked if I would have sex with him. He told me he had wanted to ever since his exhibition show with Linda. He had helped me out of a tight jam and I felt obligated but uninspired as I agreed to try. I warned him there was no way I could take it like Linda had. He assured me he didn’t expect that. Surprisingly, he wanted me to screw him. Try as I might, I couldn’t get my equipment to function for him in my compromised and unenthused state and he settled for a combination BJ and two-handed jerk. I could barely get the head of it in my mouth while guarding my teeth. The experience made me feel hollow inside. I vowed to never have that sort of sex again. Neither Butch nor Richard were my type and I figured they’d expect me to pay for my room and board by having sex with at least one if not both of them. I knew I couldn’t continue down this road. Staying with Butch and Richard would turn me into a meth addicted sex toy.

Stay tuned. More to come.

[wayhaught-life-blog]

she's the cop this time

*Nicole's pov*

  I had just moved to purgatory, and started working at the only bar in town Shorties. I didn't really know anyone yet, or where to eat so I came in to get a burger and so fries, and maybe a drink... or to.

  I walked in to the familiar bar glad I wasn't at working, it was packed.

As soon as I walked in I was greted by Gus.

"What are you doing here sweetheart? You don't work today."

"Yeah I came for a bite and a drink."

"Oh well you can sit here." She said as she handed me a menu.

  I sat down looked over the menu and ordered when she came back. I looked around seeing if there was anyone I could possibly remember. Nope no one her besides Wynonna.

  Wynonna was friendly once she got to know me better. I knew a few about her she worked at the police station doing something, wasn't quite sure what. I also know she had a sister Waverly Earp, and I knew a lot about the younger Earp maybe to much considering I never met her. She's a cop, popular a round here, and also straight.

  One night when I was serving Wynonna she said something about a break up and a champ hardy someone and how he broke her heart.

  I had seen her around a few times, and... well wow she looked amazing in her uniform and well in normal closes she looked even better.

  Gus set the food down on the table and then Wynonna walked over sitting across from me.

"Sup, Haughtstuff." She drunkenly slurred as she stole a French fry.

"Hey, nothing you?"

"Oh yano, Wave coming to get a drink then take me home, cuz I'ma lil drunk."

"As in Waverly? And sure just a little."

"Yeah Waverly is wave and wave is Waverly." She said really slurred and confused.

"Oh you will finally meat her!" Wynonna said really happily.

"Yeah can't wait." I said in a laugh. I suddenly realized that I'd meat her oh god will she like me?

"You think she'll like me?"

"Yeah, don't worry the uniform is intimidating but she's nice. You'll love her and she will love you to." Wynonna said tripping over her words.

  After a few minutes of me eating and finishing my food, a short Burnett in a cops uniform walked in looking amazing the uniform showed off her curves, and the way her hair was braided with a white hat sitting on her head was adorable.

"Is that her?" I asked Accent thick in a high-pitched voice.

"Yup, now close your gay moth before you catch flies, and while your at it turn the accent down a little, cow girl." Wynonna said catching me starting.

"Waverly!" Wynonna said getting her sisters attention. She turned around and walked towards us. My mouth went dry then filled with saliva I swallowed and took a drink of my beer.

"Can I sit?" She asked looking me in the eyes.

I smiled what people called my trade mark dimples smile and shook my head giving permission.

"Waverly this is Haughtstuff. Haughtstuff Waverly."

I gave Wynonna a look noticing Waverly confused face, and extended my hand for her to take.

"I'm Nicole... Nicole Haught."

"Nice to meat you Nicole I'm Waverly Earp." She replied shaking my hand probably longer than we should have.

"Quite a popular girl around here."

"Yeah... all in the smile and wave." She said demonstrating.

"I bet being a cop helps with that." God my accent is really thick.

"It dose, that's for sure."

Wynonna looked at me and Waverly gave her a confused look.

"What?"

"Nothing Haughty-McHaugh-pants-for-my-sister"

Waverly looked at me blushing a little and gave me the cutest smile I have ever seen in my hole life.

I smiled back at her feeling my face turn as red as my hair.

"See what I mean Wave. Look at the face, she is flashin' her dimples, has the heart eyes, is turning the color of her hair, and I have never heard her accent so thick it's practically dripping with southern charm."

Waverly looked at me again smiling blushing more than before.

"Ok, first I'm not flashing my dimples it happens when I smile, can't do it on purpose, ok well maybe if I tried, but I'm not. Second, what are heart eyes? Third, yes I'm the color of my hair I can feel it. Fourth, the accent does what it wants when it wants, but it probably doesn't help when I see somethin' I want, but otherwise... I can't control it."

Now Waverly was probably the color of my hair same as me, Wynonna's face showed the expression of shock.

I looked at Waverly who was blushing, and smiling a smile so big and bright that you could confuse it for the sun.

"Wave, Wave, Waverly!" Wynonna said in what was supposed to be a whisper, tugging at her sisters arm.

"What Nona?" Waverly said in a supposed to be whisper, still better than her sister that's for sure.

"Haught likes you. What are you gonna do? You should go out with her she's real nice, and gay so you have a chance, plus she said she wants you Waverly do it!"

I face planted. Oh god.

"Nonna she is right there, and you are really bad at whispering. And yes she seems nice, but"

Oh god here it comes the excuse to not go out with me, I've heard a lot of them. Red heads are wild, the accent isn't for me, southern are stupid, she isn't my type, eww no I'm straight, I'm in a relationship, to Butch, I don't like dykes, and trust me the list Goss on.

"She didn't ask me out, and besides Wynonna how do you know she is gay are you sure? also I just met her today." Waverly said with hope in voice.

I moved my hand from my face and took a big sip of my beer, well Waverly didn't say no, or reject me so, that's good. No amazing.

"Well she called my ass top shelf." Waverly laughed and smacked Wynonna's arm.

"And besides it's obvious, but she could be straight hell if I know ask her."

Wynonna said and my heart rate increases a lot when Waverly looked at me.

"Well... Haughtstuff you gonna come out or not."

"Whatever Wyn, and yeah I'm lesbian."

"Fucking called it didn't I tell you fucking called it yes... Oh and good for you Haught full support and all that shit... gonna get a drink."

Wynonna said climbing over Waverly Awkwardly.

"Could have asked me to move!"

Waverly looked at me slightly blushing.

"Soo..." I said trying to same myself from embarrassment all thought I don't think I could get any more embarrassed.

"Good for you, for coming out and all that. Full support no judgement, and if I'm, umm..." she said looking around to see if anyone was listening.

"Honest I might be gay and ummm.... yeah your the only one to know please don't tell Wynonna." She said very quickly avoiding all eye contact.

"Waverly" I said putting my hands over here to try to comfort her. "I won't tell anyone secrets safe with me, and if you are gay or straight or Bi... Whatever you are I'm ok with it for what it's worth."

"Thanks... means more than you think."

"No problem."

I said pulling my hands away, but Waverly stoped me.

"But, umm how do you know for sure."

"Well you have been with champ or whatever Wynonna said, and he is a boy, and if you also like girls you could be Bisexual, or pansexual. If you only like boys you are straight, and if you like girls and only girls you are a lesbian."

Waverly shook her head in agreement taking in all the information.

"What if... I don't know I kinda like this girl I think but I don't know her that well, and I have these feelings I've had for no one else when I see her or when I'm with her."

"Well, you don't have to put a label on yourself you like this girl then you like this girl."

"Thanks helps a lot" she said with a soft smile.

"So... I haven't seen you around town that much, before you just move in?"

"Yeah, I'm still unpacking." I said with a laugh.

"Cool, where do you work, or are you still applying?"

"I work here actually, yeah Gus was really nice haired me on the spot."

"Nice, yeah Gus is really nice best aunt I have. Why aren't you working then or is your day off?"

"Day off."

"Nice."

"Yeah." I said as Wynonna pushed Waverly over to the other side of the seat making are hands lose contact.

"We should probably go Wave."

"Yeah, nice to meat you Nicole." She said sliding out of the seat.

"Nice to meat you to Waverly. Bye Wynonna."

"Bye Haught." She said as Waverly caught her from falling.

"You need some help?"

"No. I'm good thanks though. I've mastered this over the years I do it more than I should have to!" Waverly said with a laugh earning a look from Wynonna.

"Ok." I replied. They walked out and left me confused. Does she like me?

*A few weeks later*

I got to work and started to clean the taps, when one of them sprayed all over me. I screamed I wasn't scared just startled.

Ok fine I was scared.

"Jesus... perfect."

"I didn't know Shorties had wet t-shirt competitions and I've been here all my life." Waverly said leaning against the door way.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah, just a bit jumpy had a crazy night."

"Hopefully not involving Wynonna, and I'm sorry I missed it."

"Nope haven't seen her today."

"Probably for the best." She said sitting down

"Yeah... She is my friend, but she is wild I'll say that much."

"That's an understatement, but ok."

I laughed god she is funny to.

"Do you mind turning around." I asked Motioning for her to cover her eyes or something.

"Oh yeah sure." She said turning around same as I did.

I pulled the shirt over my body, but then it got stuck.

"Shit, officer I mean Waverly can you help me?"

"Oh, yeah I've got you." She said and leaned down so she could pull it over my head.

"Thanks" I said taking the shirt from her covering my chest.

"N-no problem." Waverly said realising that there was tension no sexual tension between us.

"I-umm-I owe you one."

"Alright, well how about you come over for a date sense you never got to ask me out."

"Yes... Yeah sure."

"Good. I'll pick you up after my shift, text me your address." She said handing me her card.

"Ok. Can't wait!"

"Me either... Oh, and Nicole Wynonna's right your accent is really thick when your around me." She said over pronouncing thick seductively walking towards the door hat in her hand.

"Good thing, I think it's sexy." She said walking out putting her hat on.

"Yeah, no kidding. Haven't talked like this in years." I replied even though I knew she couldn't hear me. God she thought my accent is sexy though as  relief washed over me.

*later that night*

I just finished getting ready, when someone knocked on my door. Probably Waverly.

"Hey!" I said as I saw Waverly standings on my porch, smiling, and in her her uniform.

"Hi! You look... amazing. Sorry I didn't get a chance to change I will once we get to the homestead." She said looking over my body.

"Wave don't worry you look amazing uniform or not." Wave sounded good rolled right off my tongue, I could get use to that.

"Thanks, but I still despise these khakis."

"Ok, but I happen to like them."

"Sure, whatever you say. Come on." She said as she grabbed my hand walking me to her cruiser.

"Thanks officer Earp." I said as she opened the door for me.

"No problem Miss Haught."

Once we reached the homestead, she ran upstairs to change out of the dreadful khakis as she said, also telling me to  make myself at home.

I walked in the kitchen to find Wynonna making food.

"Hey!" I said sitting down at the table.

"Shit Haught! You fucking scared the shit out of me! Wait, why are you hear? Waverly made me make food for her.... date.... tonight?"

She replied and I smiled at how thoughtful Waverly was.

"No! No! She didn't. Well shit don't think she had the Balls for it, well I'll be Damned."

"Wynonna she is a cop. I think if she is a cop she could at least get the Balls to ask me out and she did."

"And I was think I'd have to break the news to you and tell you not to make a move cause she found some dude."

"Surprise!" I said sarcastically.

"Yano haven't heard you with out the accent for quite a while good to know you didn't go full on southern on me. It was really starting to freak me out."

"Why? You don't like the accent?" I said full blown southern.

"God no please stop. I think I might have nightmares."

"Well, Waverly said it was sexy so I think I might do it on purpose, Not that I need to around her."

"Yep, definitely having nightmares tonight. Foods ready, gotta meat dolls. Peace, and umm... don't Fuck my sister tonight or ever... especially not in my house."

"No promises."

"Waverly control... your... umm Nicole!" Wynonna yelled upstairs, Waverly walked down in a black skirt and a pink shirt which exposed her cleavage. Her hair was out of the braid it was long and wavy so Waverly. I thought to myself.

"Why? Wait never mind I don't need an excuse to control her."

"Oh god Waverly keep it pg, Jesus, and I said this to Haught so I will say it to you, no Fucking my best friend tonight, or ever... especially not in my house, and don't let her Fuck you. No sex in my house."

"Wynonna you have had so much sex in this house-"

"Shut it, anyway got to go see you tomorrow maybe. Have fun having the house to yourself... actually no don't." Wynonna said walking out, and closing the door.

"Sorry she is a pain in the ass."

"No, it's fine, really I think it's nice that she cares so much about you... I'm glad you have someone like that."

"God now that I hear it you sound totally different around me. Full blown southern. And I'm glad I have her to."

"Yeah good thing you like it." I said with a laugh.

"Mhh."

"I know right? I haven't talked like this in years... it's so weird to hear myself. It's so creepy."

"Now... remember what I said sexy not creepy."

"How could I forget."

"Can you get the plates on the top shelf... I can't reach."

"Sure. Whatever Shortie."

"Hey! Your not that much taller! And besides you work there not me."

"But, yet I need to reach the plates."

"Ok fine maybe I'm a little short."

"A little?"

"I will arrest you the next chance I get of you say another thing about how short I am, you tall person!" She said in a laugh.

"I'm not sure I'd mind that officer, but ok."

"Me either." She said as I handed her the plates, fingers brushing over each other for longer than they should, not that I mind. She looked me in the eyes with, her own but they were different pupils dilated, full of lust and want?

"Umm, so I'll get the food you sit down." She said looking away.

"Ok." I said sitting down, looking around the kitchen admiring the room.

"Are you ok?" I asked, why did she look away like that was something wrong, did I do something wrong?

"Yeah, I'm good. Thanks for asking. You?"

"Same." I smiled as she handed me, my plate.

"Thank you, it looks great."

"It dose, but Wynonna made it so I don't know if it's actually edible."

We talked, and got to know each other as we eat the actually decent food. We each had a glass of wine so not to much to get drunk but buzzed yes.

*Warning smut ahead*

"I really like you." Waverly said confessing her true feelings for me.

"Oh, I like you to."

Waverly moved closer making a show of it with her hips.

"Good." She said kissing me hard on the mouth.

I returned the kiss as she backed me in to the wall slamming me hard against it.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you." She said smiling softly.

"It's ok, don't worry."

"God your accent is such a fucking turn on. So Haught, makes me so wet."

Waverly moaned seductively in my ear.

"Jesus wave!"

I said before she shut me up with another kiss. Our mouths fit perfectly together, it was like it was meant to be.

I traced my tongue over her bottom lip teeth grazing over it softly. Waverly moaned and tangled her hands in my short red hair at the back of my neck.

Waverly pinned me the wall before we slid  down to the floor Waverly now straddling me. After she did that our kisses were more sloppy and she started to use tongue as did I.

She thrusted her hips hard in to me causing me to whimper, but not in pain.

"Shit, sorry I don't really know how to do this..."

"Wave, it's ok really I liked it no one's ever done that to me. And, just do what feels right... I know that probably doesn't help, but just treat this like you would normally... just different."

"Ok... it's just I don't know how to be with a girl."

"Baby..." I said putting my forehead to rest on hers, and relaxed when she smiled at the pet name.

"You do what you want to no pressure tell me to stop if you want or need to... for the girl part I'm glad you are asking questions it's really important to me, and well instead of a yano we have fingers, and tongues."

I said liking up her neck. She shivered at the contact, and rested her head on my shoulder.

"Oh, and I forgot lips." I said as she connected our lips in a slow meaningful kiss.

"Thank you, Nicole."

"No problem it's what I'm here to do if you want me here." I said with a smile.

"I really do."

"Good." She kissed me again her lips are like no other.

"Upstairs." She said standing up kicking of her Boots and socks as I did the same.

I followed her upstairs... and in to her bed room.

"Your room is nice." I said admiring the room full of everything you could think Waverly Earp would put in there.

"Thank you, but I'd rather have you focus yourself on something else."

"Mhh what could that be?" I asked as she pulled me closer.

"Me... and Nicole you are a Dork."

"Just as much as you are."

"Ok, not what I meant by attention."

"I know... I was only teasing."

I said as she kissed me and pulled me closer by the collar of my shirt. She pushed me on the bed and straddling me once again. She started un-buttoning my shirt exposing my bra and front from the waste up.

"God you have abbs?"

"I guess..."

"That's Haught."

She said before kissing me, and slowly she started to grind in to me at a steady pace. I moved my hands from the dip in her back to her hips pushing her closer to me gently.

I slowly started to move my hands up under her shirt leaving Goosebumps behind them. She pulled away so I could take off her shirt pulling to over her head.

"You are one to be surprised Waverly you are ripped."

"Yeah... kind comes with being a cop."

"Should have seen it coming then."

"Oh, there are a lot of things you haven't seen yet..."

We kissed for a few more minutes them becoming more heated as we ran our hands over each other's skin.

I flipped Waverly over on her back so I was on top of her.

"Bartender has guts." She said.

"I'm more than a bartender, and yes I have guts to a certain extent."

"Sure." Waverly said teasing me.

"Fine I'll prove I have guts what do you want me to do. I'll prove it." I said gently kissing down her neck to her and collarbone.

"Fuck me." Waverly said surprising me a little... ok a lot.

"I was going to do that anyway, but ok."

I say before I started to suck her pulse point.

"That's more like it." Waverly said in a low seductive tone.

I slowly moved my hands down to her skirt tracing the out line of fabric with my fingers on her skin. I stopped before leaving a hicky.

"Can I?"

"God yes.... Nicole please." She begged.

I unbuttoned her skirt pulling it off leaving her in her bra and underwear. I kissed her again, slowly, and reached behind her to take off her bra. When I un clipped it she pulled it off, and took my face between her hands kissing me hard again.

I kissed down her neck, collarbone, and finally her Breasts. I kissed the skin and she moaned... traced my tongue over it and she squirmed at the touch. I looked up and her and she shook her head in approval, before I took her nipple in my mouth circling my tongue over the bud. She moaned loudly and clutched the sheets.

I worked my way down after giving the other Brest the same treatment, earning an equal reaction from her. God if she gets worked up this much she has no Idea what's coming well maybe she knows.... it's her.

She moved her hands down to my pants and took un did my belt before the Button and zipper. She slid my pants down my legs admiring me. I kicked my pants off and she continued staring at me... not that I mind.

"You ok?" I asked getting her attention.

"More than ok. You?" She replied tearing her eyes away.

"Same."

"Can... I umm..."

"What is it wave? Just ask."

"I want to take off your bra."

"Then take it off, but I really love that you asked. Ok?"

"Ok." She said taking a deep breath. She reached behind me, and struggled to un do it but when she did it she smiled, like she won.

She carefully slid the straps down my arms like she was scared. Shit she is scared?

"Relax it's ok."

"I know I just can't help, but feel a little nervous."

"That's perfectly fine... we can stop if you want."

"What about you?"

"I only want this if you do."

"I do." She said taking my bra off. She stared at my chest like it was a unicorn or something in aww.

"What do I do now?"

"What you want to, ok baby steps."

I said and she started to kiss my neck down to my collarbone, and then she took my nipple in her mouth same as I did to her.

I moaned, and gasped as the fire in me grew lager.

"God... Wave your so good."

"Glad to be of services." She said before she kissed me again.

"What do you want." I asked knowing she needed something.

"I want... you to use your fingers."

I slid my hand down her stomach, and to her thigh.

"Are you sure?"

"Nicole, please."

I moved my hand to slip her underwear off and she moved her legs open to help. She hummed in response. I moved my finger across her entrance watching her face for reaction. She closed her eyes, arched her back, and put her hand over her mouth to muffle the loud moan escaping her mouth and failing terribly.

I continued my work with my middle finger, and pushed her clit lightly with my thumb. I started to circle, it lightly, and she bucked her hips up in anticipation, and want.

"Oh baby, that feels so amazing." She said opening her eyes looking at me. I looked at her, almost as to ask if I could put my finger in to her. She shook her head in agreement. I slowly started to enter my finger and she cried out bucking her hips up squeezing her eyes shut.

"Ok?"

"Y-yes."

I pushed in further and she grabbed my hips to steady herself. She moaned and gasped simultaneously, as I pushed another finger in. I curled them inside her searching to find the spot that should make her come un done.

"Nicole!" She moan-screamed. I found it with my first try and even if it wasn't the spot her reaction was as if I found it because it probably felt that way to her.

I moved lower and she figured out what I was doing because she moved her legs and bent her knees. I pulled her legs over my shoulder and she moaned at the movement. I kissed the inside of her thighs moving closer each time until liking down her thigh to finally take her throbbing clit between my lips.

I sucked on it gently, and soon started to use my tongue. Waverly gasped, and purred my name. She bucked her hips involuntarily, and I liked the length of her wetness tasting her on my tongue and moaning shortly after, God she tastes so good.

I pushed my tongue in to her as deep as a could. She came shortly after and I helped her through her orgasm. She pulled me up and kissed me slowly tasting herself on my lips.

"Fuck, that was amazing! Oh god your so good at that! Best sex I've ever had in my life, it's so much better with you than anyone! Also, how was it for you?"

"Also, amazing, and I'm glad it's the best sex you've ever had." I laughed kissing her forehead.

"But, I didn't do anything? And me to." She asked obviously confused.

"You being pleased is enough, and knowing that you liked what I did is amazing."

"I didn't like it I loved it." She said kissing me lightly on the lips.

"Good." I said with a laugh.

"Can I do something to you. I mean for you. Ok, no it's both."

"Yes. What do you want to do? Remember you don't have to do anything you don't want to."

"I want to taste you."

"Ok. What are you questions?"

"How? And, what do I do?" She asked, and I answered. Soon enough she took off my boy shorts, and kissed me again. She moved her hands and motioned for me to bend my legs. I did as she told me, and she lowered herself in to 'potion', and looked at me with lust filled eyes and shook my head allowing her permission.

She kissed my thigh,  and moved her hair out of her face before pressing her tongue down flat on my wetness.

"Waverly!" I moaned as she continued with her tongue. God, she was a natural. Jesus I've never felt anything like this.

She pushed her tongue inside me taking me by surprise. I gasped, and her grip on my thighs tightened as to reassure me.

"You're a... natural" I said trying to form the sentence which was almost impossible.

She moved her tongue to my clit taking it between her lips sucking on it lightly. That pushed me over the edge. I grabbed on the sheets, knuckles turning white, back arching, and very loud moans.

She Laid next to me breathing equally heavily as before. I turned over on my side and she kissed me.

"God you taste amazing!"

"So do you!" I replied with a smirk.

"Was it good?"

"More than good! God wave it was amazing, I've never felt that way before at all."

"Me either." She said resting her head on my shoulder. I pulled her closer, and in minutes our Bodies were intertwined, and we were asleep!