Housemates

Chapter 47

Ellie was getting better at kissing and moving at the same time. She kissed Mia, and slid her hands along Mia’s back, and held Mia’s breasts, and pressed herself up against Mia.

Ellie felt like she was joining in properly, now she’d worked out how to move. She felt like she was being useful. Mia seemed to be enjoying herself better too, now that Ellie was more involved.

Mia seemed be enjoying herself a surprising amount more.

Mia’s breathing had changed. She was moving slightly differently against Ellie, with tinier circling presses, and she seemed to be entirely involved in what she was feeling. Her eyes were closed, and she was stroking Ellie’s face in a distracted way, and kissing Ellie without especially paying attention to where, so it wasn’t always on Ellie’s mouth.

Mia was close again, Ellie suddenly realized. Mia already had, but she was going to again.

Ellie was impressed. She was unreasonably impressed with herself, as much as with Mia. She wanted to help Mia get there.

Ellie reached down, and pushed her fingers in between them, so for a moment Mia was moving against her hand, pushing onto Ellie, so both of them spread against Ellie’s fingers and Ellie felt their slippery wetness on her skin. Then she reached up to her mouth, and wiped their wetness onto her lips, and kissed Mia.

She kissed Mia with her mouth open, and tasting of sex, and Mia jumped, and opened her eyes, and then seemed to realize what Ellie was doing.

Mia smiled, and whispered, “You’re perfect.”

“Because you liked it before,” Ellie said, and kissed her again. “Go on.”

Mia looked confused.

“Come,” Ellie said. “Please.”

“When you have.”

“I will,” Ellie said. “I can easy. I want to make you come.”

Mia grinned, and Ellie thought about what she’d just said, and whether she was actually able to.

“You know what I mean,” Ellie said. “I want you to come on me.” That didn’t sound right either. “Just do,” she said. “Okay? If you’re close. Then I will.”

Mia nodded, and closed her eyes, and moved more slowly, and firmly, and seemed to be concentrating on herself, and her orgasm.

Ellie still wasn’t sure what she was meant to do. She lay there, mostly still, and Mia moved against her.

She lay there while Mia fucked her until she came.

Ellie thought about that, and how sexy an idea it was. Mia was fucking her, pleasuring herself on Ellie. Ellie lay there, and kissed Mia as best she could, and wished she knew more how to move.

She didn’t want to try to do too much, to intend to help, but actually get in the way.

She didn’t seem to need to.

Mia pressed, and slid, and sighed, and was there.

Ellie was almost surprised how quickly it had happened. She tried to grab Mia, to hold onto her and keep moving for both of them. It was tricky from underneath, and for not being sure yet what to do. She could feel the right way on herself, but she didn’t know how to make that happen for Mia. She wanted to lift her knees, to spread herself more, to try and get Mia entirely against herself, but she was afraid of doing the wrong thing, of changing some angle and taking away what Mia needed at the very last moment, and spoiling it.

Spoiling it by mistake, while trying to help, just seemed completely cruel.

Instead, Ellie kept still. She did her best. She held onto Mia, and kissed her face, and whispered how much she wanted Mia. She didn’t think she did especially well, but Mia seemed happy anyway.