My Morning Surprise for Sally

Faye stood frozen in the doorway, her eyes locked on the shower curtain as the warm water cascaded down, creating a misty veil that obscured everything beyond the glass. Her heart pounded with excitement, and her mind racing with possibilities.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, and quietly pushed open the curtain. Sally, caught off guard, let out a startled shriek as Faye popped into view.

“Holy fuck, Faye! You scared the shit out of me!” Sally exclaimed, her voice muffled by the shampoo bottle and scrunchy in her hands.

Faye’s face broke into a sheepish grin. “Sorry, Sally. I was just… eager. When I woke up and you weren’t there, I thought you might’ve…” She trailed off, her voice barely above a whisper.

Sally’s expression softened, and she looked down at Faye with a hint of amusement. “Gone?” she repeated. “Oh, no, Faye. I wouldn’t just go, especially not after what we’ve done together, okay?”

Faye’s eyes sparkled with relief, and she smiled up at Sally. “Okay,” she said, her voice filled with longing. “Think there’s room for two in there?”

Sally’s face broke into a radiant smile, and she held out her hand to Faye. “I think so,” she said, her voice dripping with sweetness.

As Faye stepped into the shower, the warm water enveloped them, creating a sense of intimacy and closeness that was almost palpable. Sally positioned the showerhead between them, and Faye wrapped her arms around Sally’s neck, pulling her close.

“I’m sorry I fell asleep,” Sally whispered, her voice husky with desire. “I couldn’t help it. I felt terrible when I woke up for being so selfish, what you did to me really opened my eyes. I’ve never felt that way with Steve, and I really wanted to… return the favour but I…”

Faye’s hands brushed over Sally’s wet skin, sending shivers down her spine. “Hey, it’s okay, babe. We have plenty of time for you to… pay me back,” she whispered, her eyes locked on Sally’s.

Sally’s expression turned serious, and she pulled the shower away from them, her eyes searching Faye’s face. “You mean… you’d want to do it again?” she asked, her voice laced with caution.

Faye’s face broke into a radiant smile. “Of course, didn’t you like it?” she asked, her voice filled with enthusiasm.

Sally’s eyes dropped, and she looked down at her feet. “Yes, yes I loved it. I mean… loved it. I just thought maybe it was a one-time deal.”

Faye’s expression turned concerned, and she reached out to touch Sally’s face. “Why would you think that it was a one-off?” she asked, her voice soft with concern.

Sally’s eyes flashed up to Faye’s, filled with vulnerability. “I don’t know… maybe you felt sorry for me,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Faye’s face contorted in confusion. “Sally, no! Of course not. How could you think that?”

Sally’s expression turned panicked, and she looked away, her voice trembling. “Please stop, I’m sorry.”

Faye’s face softened, and she reached out to gently turn Sally’s face back to hers. “Sally, I didn’t make love to you just to make you feel better. I… I did it because I love you,” she said, her voice filled with emotion.

Sally’s eyes locked onto Faye’s, and she felt a rush of love and desire. “I’m sorry, I’m so confused, but now I know one thing,” she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.

Faye’s heart skipped a beat as Sally’s words hung in the air. “What is that?” she asked, her voice trembling with anticipation.

“I love you too,” Sally said, her voice filled with sincerity.

Faye’s face broke into a radiant smile, and she wrapped her arms around Sally, pulling her close. “Really?” she asked, her voice filled with wonder.

“Yes,” Sally whispered, her voice filled with conviction. “I want to explore it more, and I want to do it with you… if that’s okay?”

Faye’s heart soared as she looked into Sally’s eyes. “Yes, it’s more than okay,” she said, her voice filled with emotion.

As they stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms, Faye felt a sense of joy and excitement that she had never felt before. But as they broke apart, she couldn’t shake off the feeling of unease that lingered in the back of her mind.

“Sally, can I ask you something?” Faye asked, her voice filled with concern.

“Of course, what is it?” Sally replied, her eyes locked on Faye’s.

“I was just wondering… is this all a rebound for you? You went from being with a man for eight years to now being a lesbian. It seems pretty unbelievable, if I was looking at this from the outside I’d say you can’t suddenly become a lesbian in the space of six hours and fall in love with a girl…”

Sally’s expression turned thoughtful, and she sat back on the couch, her eyes locked on Faye’s. “When you say it like that, I guess it does seem pretty… extreme,” she said, her voice filled with caution.

“To be honest, Faye, I don’t know what I am,” Sally said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I have never really thought about women in a sexual way, but… I haven’t thought about anyone in a sexual way for a long time…

“Not even Steve?” Faye asked, her voice filled with curiosity.

“Especially not Steve,” Sally said, her voice laced with anger. “Are you sure you want to hear all this? It’ll take a while to explain, but it might show you that I am telling the truth when I say I love you and want to be with you, but… it means telling you something that will probably make you angry with me.”

Faye’s heart skipped a beat as Sally’s words hung in the air. “Please, go ahead and tell me, whatever it is I won’t be angry,” she said, her voice filled with conviction.

“Faye,” Sally said, her voice barely above a whisper. “We… I mean, I lied to you last night. I didn’t want to, but Steve said it would be better to make up a story rather than tell the truth.”

“What was the lie?” Faye asked, her voice filled with concern.

“The part where we said there’s something wrong with me, that I can’t conceive children,” Sally said, her voice filled with shame.

“I’m so sorry, Faye,” Sally whispered, her voice barely audible.

“Hey, it’s okay, I’m not angry, I’m just confused,” Faye said, her voice soft with concern. “If you wanted a baby, why couldn’t you do it, y’know, the old fashioned way?”

Sally’s expression turned bitter, and she seemed to shrink into herself. “We haven’t had sex for over six years,” she revealed, her voice barely above a whisper.

Faye’s eyes widened in shock. “You haven’t had sex with him at all?”

“No,” Sally said, her voice barely audible. “We haven’t done anything sexual since he started his new job. He told me that he loved me, but he did not want to have that kind of marriage. He said there was no need to show that kind of physical love for each other because we are ‘soulmates’ and his love is so deep that it’s not necessary to…”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Faye interrupted, her voice filled with outrage.

“What a load of shit!” Faye exclaimed, her voice rising in anger.

As I looked at Sally, her blindfold was still firmly in place, and a mixture of excitement and apprehension danced across her face. I couldn’t help but smile as I pulled her to a sitting position, my fingers tracing the contours of her skin.

“I’m going to lift your top off, honey,” I whispered, my voice husky with anticipation. “But no peeking!”

Sally giggled, her eyes sparkling with mischief, as I pulled her t-shirt up and over her head, revealing her luscious breasts. I ran my fingers over her skin, feeling the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she breathed.

“Calm down, babe,” I soothed, my voice dripping with reassurance. “I’m going to take good care of you.”

I leaned forward, my lips brushing against hers, and she parted her mouth, inviting me in for a kiss. Her tongue danced with mine, and I felt her tension ease, her body relaxing into mine.

As I broke away from the kiss, I moved further down the bed, my fingers tracing the curve of her spine, before I gently pushed her knees apart and knelt between them.

I ran my fingers over her skin, feeling the gentle tremble of her muscles, before I leaned forward, my lips brushing against her inner thigh. The air was thick with anticipation, and I could feel Sally’s pulse racing with excitement.

“Hey, you bad girl,” I whispered, my voice husky with amusement, “you aren’t wearing your panties.”

Sally laughed, a husky sound, as I pushed her skirt up, revealing her damp, pink pussy. I felt a surge of excitement, my own body responding to the sight before me.

“I know, they’re in the wash,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “When we were…doing what we were doing earlier, they got a little…damp.”

I smiled, my fingers tracing the curve of her hip, before I leaned forward, my lips brushing against her pussy. The scent of her arousal enveloped me, and I felt myself getting lost in the moment.

“Mmmm, you look so good, babe,” I whispered, my voice husky with desire. “I think I might need to have a quick taste.”

Sally’s body arched, her legs spreading wider, as I leaned forward, my tongue dipping into her pussy, tasting the sweet, salty flavor of her arousal.

“Oh god, I’d forgotten how good that felt earlier,” Sally whispered, her voice barely audible, as I continued to lick and kiss her pussy, my fingers stroking her clit.

“Do you want a taste?” I whispered, my fingers coated in her juice, before I slipped them into her pussy, stroking her inner walls.

Sally’s body shuddered, her legs trembling with excitement, as I continued to finger her, teasing her to the edge, but never quite giving her what she wanted.

“Now, baby,” I whispered, my voice husky with desire, “we’re going to do whatever the fuck we want. And I want to taste you on my fingers.”

Sally’s eyes widened, her body freezing, before she nodded, her mouth opening in anticipation.

I pulled my fingers out of her, and held them up, before pushing them between her lips. The sight of her sucking her own juice off my fingers was almost too much to bear, and I felt myself getting lost in the moment, my body responding to the sight before me.

As I leaned over her body, kissing her again, I knew it was time to give her the surprise she’d been craving. I reached behind me for the lubricant, squirted it onto the fake cock, and positioned it at her entrance.

“Sally,” I whispered, my voice husky with desire, “I love you, baby.”

I pushed my hips forward, the cock sliding into her, and Sally’s body froze, her eyes wide with shock.

“W…what…?” she managed to whisper, her body tense with anticipation, as I continued to push the cock deeper into her, my fingers stroking her inner walls.

As I held her down, the tension in the air was palpable. My hips moved in time with her ragged breathing, the blindfold still covering her eyes.

“Ah, not yet babe,” I whispered, my lips brushing against her ear.

Her voice was barely audible, but the words were unmistakable. “Ahh Faye, what is it? It feels huge!”

“It’s your little surprise baby, how does it feel?”

I moved my hips around, the strap-on cock sliding in and out of her, her moans growing louder with each passing moment.

“Oh…I do, I just wasn’t expecting this, I think I….mmmmm,”

I held her arms down, my forehead pressed against hers, and slowly withdrew the cock from her pussy.

“Are you ready for me to fuck you baby?”

Her response was immediate, her voice barely above a whisper. “Yes… yes….”

“Say it,”

I leaned in, my hair falling over her face, and whispered into her ear. “Tell me you want me to fuck you.”

“Oh…mmmmmm,”

Her voice trailed off, replaced by a whimper, and then a silent scream as I pushed my hips forward, filling her completely.

I didn’t stop to let her catch her breath, instead, I pulled back and pushed into her again and again, the rhythm building with each passing moment.

She writhed and wriggled, her mouth open, and I tried to kiss her, but ended up coating her lips with saliva. I nuzzled her neck instead, licking and sucking at her soft flesh.

The sight of her bouncing breasts was mesmerizing, and I found myself pushing more, trying to keep them moving, like a warped kind of game.

I settled into a slower rhythm, and then I could let go of her shoulders and fondle her breasts, her moans growing louder with each passing moment.

“Oh god, oh fuck….oh….oh” Sally was losing control, her hips bouncing off the bed to meet mine.

I knew how to make her cum, and I used her knees to balance, picking up the energy again, and pushing into her harder and faster than ever.

“Sally…oh baby…look at me, take that off and look,”

I pushed inside her again, and she scratched at the blindfold, throwing it to the side. She was momentarily blinded by the light, but what she did see made her eyes bulge.

Me, deep inside her, kneeling up with my long red hair loosely falling over my shoulders and breasts, which were bouncing up and down as much as her own were.

She scrambled up to a half-sitting position, desperate to see what was inside of her.

I carried on fucking her, while she clawed at the skirt she was still wearing, and then she grabbed a hold of it and with crazy, almost manic strength, tore it from bottom to top.

The light material gave way to her lust-filled desperation, and then she dragged the remnants of the ruined clothing out from under her and tossed it away.

Now with a good view of what it was, she stared transfixed by it as it filled then emptied her insides.

My hips and thighs were burning with effort, but I kept on pushing, and she writhed and wriggled, each time I slammed into her, she opened her mouth.

I tried kissing her as I built up a quick rhythm, but I just ended up coating her lips in saliva, so I nuzzled her neck instead, and licked and sucked at her soft flesh.

I drove into her hard and fast, and eventually I had to let her hands go so I could hold onto her shoulders to keep my balance.

She looked up at me, her mouth open, and I knew she needed to cum desperately now, and I knew what to do.

I pushed her back down and pushed her thighs right back until her knees were close to her temples, and full on assaulted her pussy, ramming into her harder and faster than ever.

“Oh…..ohhhh!”

I didn’t know who was making more noise, but we both sounded like animals, and I fucked her hard and then used my free hand to toy with her clitoris.

That was the decisive factor, and she almost wailed when I touched it, sitting up she showed her flexibility, and her knees were almost behind her head…

“Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ohhhhhh….mmmmm….”

Sally had the most intense orgasm I had ever seen; her juices shot out and drenched the strap-on cock and my lower stomach, which tipped me over the edge!

I pulled out of Sally for the last time, and hurriedly fumbled with the buckle of the strap-on, and un-strapped it and cast it aside to where the remnants of Sally’s skirt lay.

Then I thrust my fingers inside my pussy, using one hand to fuck myself and my other to rub my clit, and it didn’t take long for me to cum with both my hands working expertly on myself.

“Holy fuck,”

I screeched as I orgasmed right there while kneeling over Sally’s naked body, she had already somewhat recovered, and was watching me intensely.

Just as I crashed over the edge, she sat up and latched her mouth to my right breast and groped my left with her hand.

“Oh fuck, babe.”

It was Sally’s turn to feel my juices splash onto her stomach, mixing with her own sweetness.

After a second of not being able to move, I looked down at her, and she was looking up and smiling broadly at me, her arms snaked up my back, and pulled me down onto the bed next to her.

And after a few seconds of getting my hair out of the way, we kissed so deeply, lovingly, and passionately, and yet it was soft and beautiful too.

Our naked and spent bodies entwined together, we cradled each other, and kissed.

My hands ran over her naked back, and hers did the same to me, until eventually we both started to descend that mountain of lust we’d climbed together.

Eventually we stopped kissing, and just laid there, staring at each other like we were afraid to look away in case it was all a dream.

My green eyes stared into her blue eyes, until we began to drift.

“By the way,” Sally broke the silence.

“I love you too.”

She kissed me again, and I loved hearing her say it.

“Although, next time we do that, you’re getting the cock!”

She laughed out loud again, and I couldn’t help but join in.

“Now there’s something I never thought I’d hear you say!”

I laughed with her, and then I asked, “Will you stay with me tonight?”

“Sure, I haven’t got much choice. My skirt seems to be faulty.”

That made me laugh, and I told her, “That was so fucking hot when you did that!”

“Really?”

She raised her eyebrows, and I continued, “You like me tearing off my clothes?”

“Well…yea! What’s not to like about that,”

I laughed, and then I asked her, “How short is your school uniform?”

“Well, yea sort of. It’s just a long skirt and white shirt, sometimes I’ll wear a shorter skirt in the summer,”

That made me curious, and I asked her, “How short?”

“It’s about…knee length,”

I mumbled, “Oh,” and she asked me, “You sound disappointed.”

I winked at her, and said, “I was hoping you’d have like a proper uniform, like the girls do, a white shirt…black shoes, and a nice black or grey pleated skirt…the shorter the better.”

“Ohhh I see, you want me dressed up like a school girl,”

She threw her head back and laughed, and I added, “Yeah, I’d have lots of fun dressing you up, although I’d probably send you to school in a tiny tight shirt, little white ankle socks, and a nice mini skirt, without any underwear too.”

That made her laugh again, and she said, “Oh, I see, basically you want me to dress like a slut?”

I relaxed, and told her, “No, there’s nothing wrong with how you dress now, I was just outlining my fantasies to you.”

“Faye, relax, its okay. I know you aren’t being nasty or anything, to be honest, after years of hiding behind frumpy clothes and knee-length skirts and massive coats, I kind of like the idea of it! I used to think about going out in more daring clothes, showing off my figure a little, the ideas I used to have excited me.”

She stopped, and I asked her, “Hey, no way you can stop there after that set-up! Anyway, I thought you weren’t allowed sexual thoughts.”

“I know, I actually told Steve I wanted to be more daring but he said it wouldn’t be appropriate in case one of my students saw me in public!”

I laughed, and then I said, “Yea, he just didn’t want you attracting any men, little did he know you’d come here and attract me!”

That made her laugh, but I could tell she was thinking.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to get that testy,”

She stroked my shoulder, and I said, “Do you remember what I said? It doesn’t matter what we should do, all that matters is…”

“…what we want to do.”

She finished, and I nodded at her.

“So, from now on, we do anything we want, if you want to dress like a nine-year-old school girl and I want to dress in my mini skirt and fishnets and then go fuck each other on the bus, we’ll do it! Agreed?”

She agreed, and then she hugged me close, and we were both losing our battle against fatigue.

“Agreed! Also…you’re crazy!”

She laughed, and I smiled, and said, “I know, but I’m crazy about you, so that’s okay.”

I loved her, and I told her, “I love you.”

“I love you too baby, you look so tired!”

She pulled the duvet up over us, and I grabbed a towel and cleaned us both up.

It was dark outside, and we both felt sleepy.

We sorted ourselves out, and then we only slept for about an hour, and it was about 10 pm by then.

We had something to eat, and watched a girly movie with some more wine.

We sorted the bed out, and then I gave her a t-shirt to wear, and we both went to bed.

We entwined our bodies together, except in a more sleepy way, and I fell asleep in her arms for the first proper time.

And so began our lives together, hard to believe it all happened so quickly, I knew there would be more experiences to share with each other, but for now, simply sharing life together was enough for me.

Goodnight.

“Goodnight,”

Sally said, and we both drifted off to sleep.

See you soon.