Love Is A Crime

A Conflict of Control

Moving her hand from Maca's mouth, Zulema quickly attached her lips to Maca's neck and sucked her like a vampire. Maca's hands reached into Zulema's raven hair as she tilted her head back with a giggle of pleasure.
Zulema's lips ventured further down Maca's neck, placing long kisses as she moved. One hand on Maca's waist and the other on the back of her neck, fingers intertwined with her blonde locks, holding her with control, she kissed her with more passion. Zulema liked to take charge in anything she does in life. And now including this.
Maca slowly slid her hand into Zulema's pants as she tried to gain control.
Zulema tried to maintain her dominance but it was hard with Maca doing what she was.
A few moments later, Zulema lifted Maca up and as she wrapped her legs around her waist, she carried her to their tiny bed and placed her down as she crawled on top of her. After kissing her neck some more, she lifted off Maca's shirt to reveal her black bra again. So many thoughts were running through Zulema's head. Why was she doing this? This is a woman that she has hated for so long. Or has she? Was it all just a build up of tension that she couldn't relieve? Maybe everything would be resolved after this night. Or was this just the alcohol taking affect?

Maca in return, lifted off Zulema's shirt to reveal her black bra too. Zulema went down again, enticed by Maca's appearance again in that black bra, planting kisses from Maca's neck down her chest and ending at her belly. Maca giggled as she is extremely ticklish.
Surprising Zulema, Maca clasped her legs around Zulema's back and suddenly used what strength she had left and pushed her onto the bed before climbing on top of her. Now she was in control. Zulema wouldn't like this. Or maybe she would....it was very rare for Zulema to enjoy being under someone else's control. But not so much under someone else...

Playfully with her usual giggle, Maca explored Zulema's body with her lips, travelling down until she reached the top of her cargo pants. She pulled them down and continued her kissing, further and further down, completely shocked that she was doing this with this woman. Zulema held onto anything she could reach behind her, but all there was, was the wall.
After she finished exploring her body some more, Maca returned to Zulema's neck and kissed her more, biting her as she sat straddling her waist. The blondie's hair was falling into Zulema's face; it's coconut scent pleasing Zulema's nose and adding to her arousment.

Zulema resisted her urge to scream out Maca's name. Instead, after Maca was just about to move her lips elsewhere, Zulema regained control by throwing Maca down onto the bed this time, landing on top. She was back in control.
Her hands reached round the back of Maca and tried to find the clasp of the bra. Unclipping it, she whispered in the blondie's ear, "looks like you won't be sleeping in this after all..."

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It had just turned 9:00am and the bright morning sun was shining through the little window of the caravan. The cold winter frost had settled outside, and the early birds were chirping in the trees. It was a peaceful morning.

The two women lay in bed, facing opposite ways, with the one single sheet covering their naked bodies. They were exhausted from the events of the night, and had no idea that they were lying naked next to each other. Who would have ever thought that something like this would happen between them? How would they react when they remember what happened?
Zulema was the first to wake up, like most mornings, and stretched to try and wake herself up properly. As she turned her head to the side she saw that a naked Macarena was lying beside her, although on the other side of the bed.

Zulema held a confused face as she continued looking at the blondie, trying to figure out why she was naked. She stared for a while, trying to figure out what had happened last night. She then looked down at herself to notice she was naked too and she suddenly became even more anxious and worried. What had happened last night? She could barely remember anything. All she remembers was getting up to dance with Maca; everything after was a blur.
Zulema wanted to get out of the bed as quickly as possible, as panic set in, but in the hope of not waking Maca up. But she didn't want to get out of bed with no clothes on. She felt embarrassed. On the floor she noticed one of the blankets Maca had bought ages ago, and decided she would use that. Carefully, she moved the sheet off herself, and reached down onto the floor for the blanket. Wrapping herself up in it like a towel, she began wandering around in search for the clothes she had, for some unknown reason to her, removed last night. As she did so, she tried hard to remember what had happened. She looked around the room, well more of a crime scene, and tried to trace her steps to find her clothes. But it was no use; the night was a blur. A clouded memory. In a way she wanted to remember the night but on the other hand she would prefer not to know what happened. Many thoughts raced through her head but she feared the worst - that she had hooked up with Maca. If she was correct, and she knew by the fact they were both naked in bed together that it was most probably a yes, then it would lead to many consequences.