Gabrielle's Game

Chapt. 3

Chapter Three

“Oh...I just wondered. I don’t really know her that well but I thought that I saw you two together one time in this bar.”

“Yeah, that was me but I had to dump her...she was a fuckin’ whore and nagged all the time. When I gave her what she wanted, she whined and complained. When I didn't give her what she wanted...she whined and complained. Bet you’re not like that...bet you know how to please a man. Shit...you are some kind of hot.”

Gabrielle controlled her growing anger shuddering with revulsion...remember, she thought, it only makes this easier. Whore, huh? That's what Moron had called her friend. She, herself, refused to fall into the category of whore. Why should her hot-blooded nature be called such? Double standard be damned! Men with similar revved libidos weren't labeled whores. Fuck a double standard and fuck him! She gazed seductively into the idiot's eyes and began the game.

“And we can get even hotter,” Gabrielle teased motioning for Amy's attention then placing her own hand upon his inner thigh just below the crotch. Amy squirmed uncomfortably but didn’t budge from her seat. This pleased Gabrielle immensely.

“I think you can appreciate this so let me tell you about a dream I had the other night, love,” Gabrielle whispered hoarsely leaning towards his ear, just loud enough for Amy to hear also. The man sat spellbound, captured by the words rolling off of her experienced tongue. He didn’t know just how much she would make him hurt.

“I awoke in a very dark place and could barely see any objects around me; but I could see this woman and smell her perfume....and feel that the air weighed heavy with sexual tension. Soon the room began to lighten up just enough for me to make out her features; there stood a gorgeous, sexy brunette.” Gabrielle emphasized sexy while squeezing the man’s leg and moving her hand even closer to his bulge.

A small gasp escaped Amy as she watched the scene beginning to quite obviously sink into the story. The corner of Gabrielle’s lush lips tilted in devious grin for now she had two hanging on to her every word.

“I don’t know how it happened but there I stood in the middle of this dim, empty room with nothin’ but my birthday suit on...and so did the brunette. She smiled at me like she knew a secret but wouldn't speak. At first, my skin burned with embarrassment for my nudity but I got over it quickly. Then without a word, this
woman placed her hand behind my neck caressing it as she leaned towards me. She took my lips like this...”

Gabrielle shot Amy a warning look and before anything could be done about it, Gabrielle stepped somewhat between Amy’s legs reaching behind her neck to assure compliance. She then lowered her head and took Amy's lips. Firmly, yet gently, she tasted her soft skin while caressing her neck. At first, Amy sat nervously stiff but soon began to get in on the game.

Little by little, Gabrielle's tongue flicked across Amy’s lips urging submission, demanding entry. Tasty, she thought briefly during the assault. Soon, Amy's lips parted offering willing access for deeper probing within the sweetness of her mouth. And with practiced ease, Gabrielle dueled intimately against Amy’s tongue noting the deepening of her friend’s breathing.

But I have to admit, I'm beginning to breathe a little hard myself. Gabrielle glanced over at the moron next to them who continued watching mesmerized. Very reluctantly she pulled away from Amy to continue her story.

“This strange woman kissed me like I belonged to her...like she was my master. She continued not to say a word...but merely a look from her could weaken my legs. I couldn't speak. That one kiss pulsed through my body making me throb, aching for more than just a single, probing kiss. My skin sizzled and I could feel the wet heat growing between my legs...”

Gabrielle lowered her eyelids enjoying the affect of her words. Slowly, she caressed herself starting above the knee and trailing her fingers up to the entrance of her skirt but there she stopped. The man moaned shifting in his seat.

She continued, “I could actually smell the sensuous heat rising from between my thighs. My pussy was so wet. But this master only smiled leaning into me and pressing the full length of her soft body against mine...molding me to her as though we were made to fit together. She then began rubbing her hands across my body, exploring every inch...,” Gabrielle brought her hand further up running her fingers across her skin from neck to navel then gently ran her palm across hardening nipples.

“Ohhh...it’s too hard to explain...I’ll have to show you...,” Gabrielle groaned reaching over to Amy with a playful wink. She pulled the still surprised girl off of her perch to stand before her. But although she had surprised her friend, Amy did not make any move to leave. She just stood before Gabrielle staring with a most serious look. Her breathing still seemed erratic and Gabrielle hoped that she had caused this. Then briefly, Gabrielle hesitated thinking that perhaps she had gone too far but...didn't notice any body language that suggested rejection. Oh we, she thought, Amy will let me know if she doesn’t like it.

Sinfully, she grinned leveling a smoldering look upon Amy then tugged her close. She molded her tightly to her body until she fit her shape. And just as in her dream, she wrapped an arm about her holding her still.

Next, she snaked her hand to the back of Amy's neck grabbing a handful of hair and gently pulling her head to the side. Gabrielle’s body trembled excitedly as she gently lowered her lips to Amy’s neck.

Torturously, Gabrielle skimmed Amy’s neck...softly nibbling to the length of her shoulder. Not only did Gabrielle tremble with anticipation but so did Amy who closed her eyes emitting a soft sigh of pleasure. This further aroused and emboldened Gabrielle. Suddenly, no one else existed...just them. Amy's heated body burned through Gabrielle’s clothing. Gabrielle wished desperately to feel her bare skin pressing into her own.

Gabrielle’s hand drifted from Amy’s waist to slide down cupping her buttocks...feeling the tantalizing shape of her quaking body. God...this is better than I imagined! It's like being a virgin again... exploring something very new and heart-pounding exciting. This could be very addictive, she warned herself, as a small sigh of agonized expectation escaped her lips.

Little by little, Gabrielle maneuvered her hand across the expanse of buttocks then over Amy’s hip until she had inched her way down to the front of her leg. Instantly, Amy stiffened but with quick ease, Gabrielle stopped nibbling on her neck pulling
Amy's mouth upon hers to devour her lips hungrily.

Gabrielle intended surprise so that she could freely explore her quarry's body and yes...it worked.