Chapter 1: Growing pains
People noticed.
Of course they did. How could they note?
The most obvious thing was Maggie's appearance. Over the course of a weekend, she had gone from a mousy frumpy girl that most people would not notice to a gorgeous assertive woman. Who wore makeup! Her hair was always just so, and her clothing revealed a body that no one suspected she had. And when she chose to not wear a bra, the indentations of her new piercings tantalized.
And then there was her personality. As bold as she was in her clothing choices, she was even more assertive in her personality. Her fellow students discovered what her teachers already knew: Maggie was funny and smart with well thought out opinions. In the classroom, she had answers at hand for discussions and she often asked insightful questions that got her classmates thinking in ways they had not before. Outside the classroom, she was approachable and friendly and often downright flirty. Everyone wanted to know her and spend time with her, and Maggie went out of her way to accommodate those requests.
And then there was Abby. Whenever Maggie and Abby were together, they hung on each other and laughed. Often holding hands and sharing gentle kisses, for a while it was rumored that they had fallen in love and were going to run away to get married. But eventually folks figured out they loved each other, closer than sisters, but they were not in love. And strangely, Abby was the one person that Maggie deferred to, as if she owed Abby something.
On this particular day, Maggie had time between her classes and when she needed to be at the library for work, so she went to visit Liza at her tattoo parlor. Liza had a customer, so Abby hung out and watched as Liza slowly built up a wolf's head on the shoulder of a customer. Abby watched the precision with which Abby worked as the details came out. She was impressed, even more so by Liza's concentration as she worked, not even realizing Maggie was there.
When she was done and helping the customer put his shirt back on, Liza looked up and saw Maggie. Liza, a squat muscular woman whose body is covered in tattoos and piercings, smiled and winked to Maggie. Maggie blew her a kiss as the man paid and left the shop. As the man left, Maggie followed him to the door and locked it.
She approached Liza, who looked at her with desire. Maggie reached out and caught one of Liza's large hands, then kissed its palm wetly. "You said anything any time, right?" Liza grinned and actually blushed, the color flowing down her face and then her neck past her leather collar. Liza nods. "I did say that, baby girl. You coming in to take me up on it?"
Maggie put her hands behind Liza's neck and leaned up to kiss her, pushing her tongue into Liza's mouth. Liza moaned softly and lifted Maggie up, and Maggie wrapped her legs around Liza's waist. Liza grinned gently and leaned down to bite Maggie's neck, leaving a mark. "Oh, baby slut," Liza murmurs, "I've been looking forward to this."
She carries Maggie to the back room, her strong hands cupping Maggie's ass cheeks, and sets her down on the table. The table is padded and covered in a clean, black sheet. Maggie looks up at Liza, her eyes shining with lust.
"I've been waiting for this too," Maggie says, her voice barely above a whisper. She leans back on her elbows, her breasts heaving with each breath. Liza leans down and kisses Maggie's collarbone, then traces the line with her tongue, her hand sliding up Maggie's thigh to her hip.
"You're a fucking tease, you know that?" she says, her voice low and rough. "Showing up here, looking so fucking sexy, knowing I'd want you."
Maggie smiles and arches her back, pushing her breasts out. "Is that so? What makes you think I want you?"
Liza chuckles and leans up on her arms to look down at Maggie. "You're fucking hard, baby. Your nipples are pointed right at me, and you're breathing like you just ran a mile. You're fucking turned on, Maggie. You want this as much as I do."
Maggie's cheeks flush a deep crimson, but she doesn't deny it. Instead, she reaches down and slowly unbuttons her jeans, her eyes locked onto Liza's. She spreads her legs slightly, giving Liza a glimpse of the sheer black panties she's wearing. Liza licks her lips, her eyes darkening with desire.
"Fuck me, Maggie," Liza growls, her voice thick with lust. "You're so fucking sexy. Take those off. Take them off slowly."
Maggie's fingers tremble slightly as she hooks her thumbs into the waistband of her jeans and slowly starts to push them down. Liza watches, her eyes never leaving Maggie's, as Maggie reveals more and more of her flesh. First, the tops of her thighs, then the curve of her hips, and finally, her sleek landing strip peeking out from the top of her panties.
Liza's breath hitches, and she reaches out to run a finger along the edge of Maggie's panties. "Fuck, you're wet," she murmurs, her voice thick with arousal.
Maggie lets out a soft moan, her hips shifting slightly as Liza's finger brushes against her clit through the thin fabric. Her panties are soaked, her arousal evident even through the barrier. "Take them off, Maggie. I want to taste you."
Maggie complies, hooking her fingers into the sides of her panties and slowly pulling them down. Liza watches, her eyes dark with desire as Maggie reveals herself inch by inch. When her panties are finally off, Maggie hooks her legs over Liza's shoulders, opening herself completely to her.
Liza leans in, her face inches from Maggie's pussy. She can see the glistening wetness, smell the musky scent of Maggie's arousal. She licks her lips, hungry for a taste.
"Fuck, you're beautiful," Liza murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. "Look at you, all spread out and ready for me."
Maggie's breath hitches as Liza's hot breath washes over her sensitive flesh. She loves feeling so exposed, so vulnerable. Liza leans in further, her tongue flicking out to lap at Maggie's clit.
Maggie gasps, her back arching off the table as the sensation sends shockwaves through her body. Liza chuckles, the vibration sending more pleasure through Maggie.
"You like that, don't you, baby girl?" Liza murmurs, her voice muffled by Maggie's body. "You like my tongue on your pretty little clit?"
Maggie nods, her breath coming in short gasps. "Y-yes," she manages to get out, her voice barely a whisper. "Oh, god, yes."
Liza smiles and goes back to work, her tongue tracing circles around Maggie's clit before flicking it again.
Maggie's hands fly to her own breasts, squeezing and twisting her nipples as the pleasure builds. Liza slips a finger inside Maggie, curling it slightly to hit that sweet spot, and Maggie lets out a loud moan.
"Fuck, that feels good, Liza," Maggie gasps out, her hips bucking against Liza's hand. "Don't stop, please don't stop."
Liza hums in agreement, her tongue and fingers working in tandem to bring Maggie closer and closer to the edge.
Maggie's hips are moving in sync with Liza's hand, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She can feel the pressure building, her muscles tensing as the pleasure becomes almost too much to bear.
"Oh my god, Liza," Maggie gasps, her fingers tightening on her own breasts. "I'm gonna... I'm gonna come."
Liza looks up at Maggie, her eyes gleaming with lust and satisfaction. "That's it, baby girl. Come for me. Let me taste you."
With that, Maggie lets go, her body convulsing as the orgasm tears through her.
Liza's tongue and fingers work in unison, drawing out Maggie's pleasure until she's a trembling, sweat-soaked mess. Liza finally pulls back, a wicked grin on her face as she looks up at Maggie.
"Fuck, you taste amazing," she says, her voice rough with desire. "I could eat you out all day, Maggie."
Maggie laughs, a breathless, breathy sound that sends a shock of arousal through her again. "I'd let you," she says, her voice steady despite the tremors still running through her body. "But I want more.
I want to feel you inside me, Liza," Maggie says, her voice thick with desire. Liza grins and stands up, her body towering over Maggie. She reaches down and undoes her belt, and her jeans slide to the floor. The Liza pulls her shirt over her head, exposing her muscular chest, huge nipples, and her own piercings. Maggie leans forward and kisses a nipple, then flicks her tongue over it, teasing the nipple and piercing together. Liza purrs and holds Maggie's head to her breast as Maggie sucks and plays, her hands cupping Liza's ass.
Maggie rolls Liza's other nipple between her fingers, pulling and tugging until Liza groans and pushes her hips forward, grinding against Maggie's hand.
"Fuck, baby," Liza breathes, "that feels so good. But I need to be inside you. I need to feel you come on my cock."
Maggie lets go of Liza's nipple, her eyes dark with desire. "Yes, I want that. I want to feel you fill me up."
Liza chuckles and moves away from the table, going to a cabinet. Maggie pulls her shirt off, revealing her perky breasts and their own piercings. When Liza returns, she is wearing a harness and her dildo, the biggest Maggie has ever seen. Maggie licks her lips, remembering her first experience with the dildo.
Liza pauses and leans down to kiss each of Maggie's nipples and then lifts her mouth to Maggie's. They kiss like that for a few moments, hands wandering over each other. Slowly Maggie pulls away and whispers, "Get on the table. Let me ride you." Liza nods and lays flat on the table, her huge dildo pointing at an angle away from her body.
Maggie climbs up, straddling Liza's hips with her knees, supporting her weight with her arms on Liza's broad shoulders. Liza runs her hands up Maggie's thighs, her fingers playing with the sensitive skin, her mouth returning to Maggie's neck, biting and sucking.
Maggie looks down, watching as she lowers herself onto the dildo. It's slick with lube, and she feels it slide in easily, filling her completely. She gasps, her eyes widening at the sensation.
"Fuck, that feels so good," she murmurs, her voice thick with arousal.
She starts to move, riding Liza's cock slowly, her body adjusting to the size and stretch. Liza groans, her hands tightening on Maggie's hips, her thumbs digging into the soft flesh.
"That's it, baby girl," she encourages, her voice a low growl. "Ride my cock. Take it all."
Maggie increases her pace, her breath coming in quick gasps as she starts to bounce on Liza's cock. She can feel every inch of it, the way it fills her, the way it rubs against her G-spot.
Liza's hands move to Maggie's breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Maggie's breath comes in short gasps, her body slick with sweat.
"God, Liza," she gasps, her hips moving faster, the sound of their bodies meeting filling the room. "That feels so fucking good."
Liza grins up at her, her eyes dark with lust. "You're doing so well, baby girl," she says, her voice thick with arousal. "You're taking my cock like the slut we both know you really are. So fucking hot," Liza growls, her hands gripping Maggie's waist harder. The table creaks and shifts under their combined weight, the sound of their flesh slapping together filling the small room. Maggie's moans turn into whimpers, her body tensing as her orgasm builds again.
"Liza... I'm... I'm gonna come again," she manages to gasp out, her breath coming in short, sharp pants.
"Fuck yeah, baby girl. Come on my cock. I want to feel you squeeze me," Liza encourages, her voice rough with desire. "Come on, Maggie. Let go." Maggie tightens her grip on Liza's shoulders, her nails digging into the tattooed skin. She feels the pleasure coiling in her belly, her muscles tensing as her orgasm approaches. Liza's hands slide down to Maggie's ass, her fingers spreading her cheeks apart as she thrusts upwards, the dildo hitting Maggie's G-spot with every movement.
"Fuck, yeah, baby girl," Liza growls, her voice hoarse with desire. "Let go. Come all over my cock. Show me how much you love it."
Maggie's breath hitches, her body convulsing as the orgasm tears through her. She throws her head back, a wild sound escaping her lips as the pleasure overwhelms her. Liza takes advantage of Maggie's position, tugging on her nipples with just enough force to send jolts of pain through her that only serve to intensify the pleasure.
Maggie's pussy clenches around the dildo, her inner muscles contracting in waves as she comes, her juices dripping down onto Liza's stomach. Liza groans, her own arousal building as she watches Maggie lose control.
"Fuck, Maggie," Liza growls, her voice thick with desire. "You're so goddamn beautiful when you come. I could watch you do that all fucking day."
Maggie collapses onto Liza's chest, gasping for breath, her body still trembling with aftershocks. Liza wraps her arms around Maggie, holding her close as she kisses her neck, her cheek, her lips.
Maggie squirms closer under the affectionate attention, then sits up a little. She begins exploring Liza's body, finding her nipples to be hard and sensitive as well. Maggie leans down and bites one before sucking it into her mouth, then tweaks and tugs the other one. Liza writhes beneath Maggie, her hands squeezing Maggie's ass possessively.
"Oh, fuck, baby girl," she growls, her voice thick with lust. "Your tits are fucking incredible, but I need your pussy again. I need to feel you come on my tongue."
Maggie smiles wickedly and grinds herself against Liza's groin, feeling the dildo still inside her rub against her clit. "Fuck yes," she agrees, her voice breathy with desire. "I want that too, Liza. I want to taste myself on your face."
She slides off Liza's body, the dildo slipping out with a wet pop. But when Liza begins to get up, Maggie puts a hand on her chest. "Wait. I've got a better idea." She turns and uncinches the harness, pulling the leather and the dildo it holds off of Liza's hips. Then she gets back on the table, backwards, mouth hovering over Liza's soaking pussy as she settles her own on Liza's face. Before Liza can say anything, Maggie playfully nips Liza's prominent clit and then begins licking her pussy.
Liza hisses and arches her back, her hands gripping the table on either side of her head, her eyes locked onto Maggie's ass and pussy above her.
Liza decides to return the favor, her tongue flicking out, tasting Maggie's juices as she finds Maggie's clit. Maggie moans, the vibration sending a shockwave of pleasure through her. Liza groans in response, her tongue working in tandem with Maggie's.
Maggie can taste Liza's desire, her arousal a heady musk that drives her wild. She knows Liza is turned on, knows she loves what Maggie is doing to her. She can feel Liza's hips moving beneath her, can hear the soft, wet sounds of her tongue lapping at Maggie's pussy. Maggie redoubles her efforts, her tongue dancing over Liza's clit, her fingers sliding in and out of her wetness, curling to hit that sweet spot inside.
Liza's moans turn into whimpers, her hips thrusting upwards, her hands gripping Maggie's ass, pulling her closer. Maggie grinds against Liza's face, her pussy rubbing against Liza's tongue.
She can feel the pressure building again, her body tensing as her orgasm approaches. Liza's tongue flicks against her clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Maggie moans, the sound muffled by Liza's pussy.
Liza feels Maggie's body tensing, knows she's close. She redoubles her efforts, her tongue working over Maggie's clit, her fingers sliding in and out of her wetness. She can feel Maggie's muscles clenching around her fingers, can taste the sweetness of her arousal.
Liza growls against Maggie's clit, the vibration sending Maggie over the edge.
"Fuck, Liza!" Maggie cries out, her body convulsing as her orgasm crashes over her. "Oh god, yes! Right there! Don't stop!"
Liza doesn't stop, her tongue working over Maggie's sensitive flesh, her fingers curling inside her, hitting that spot that makes Maggie see stars. Maggie's hips move frantically, grinding against Liza's face, her hands gripping the table for dear life.
Liza's own body is on fire, her pussy aching with need. She can taste Maggie's pleasure, feel her juices dripping down her chin, and it's fucking intoxicating. She redoubles her efforts, her tongue flicking against Maggie's clit with rapid strokes, her fingers curling inside her, pressing against that spot that makes Maggie's hips buck and her back arch.
Maggie's moans are constant now, a symphony of pleasure that Liza loves to hear. She feels Maggie's hands squeezing her ass from underneath, urging her on, and she growls in approval. She loves this, loves being in control, loves making Maggie lose her fucking mind.
She can feel Maggie's hips moving against her face, can taste her juices dripping down her chin. She can hear Maggie's moans, can feel her fingers digging into her scalp. She can fucking feel her body trembling, can feel her pussy clenching around her tongue.
Liza redoubles her efforts, her tongue working Maggie's clit like a goddamn pro. She can feel Maggie's orgasm building, can feel her body tensing, her breath coming in short, sharp pants. She knows she's close, knows she's right on the fucking edge. And Liza wants to push her over.
She wants to hear Maggie scream her name as she comes undone. So, Liza does exactly that. She sucks Maggie's clit into her mouth and fucking sucks on it like she's trying to pull the orgasm out of her. Her fingers thrust faster, curling and twisting in a way that makes Maggie's hips buck wildly.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Maggie chants, her hands gripping the table so hard her knuckles turn white. "Liza, I'm gonna fucking come again!"
Liza growls in response, the vibration sending more shockwaves of pleasure through Maggie.
She doesn't let up, her tongue relentless on Maggie's clit, her fingers pistoning in and out of her wetness. Maggie's body is on fire, her senses overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of her pleasure. She can feel Liza's fingers curling inside her, pressing against that spot deep within that makes her whole body convulse.
"Oh fuck, Liza, right there!" Maggie cries out, her body tensing as her orgasm builds. "Don't stop, don't you fucking dare stop!"
Liza doesn't. She's a woman on a mission, determined to make Maggie come harder than she ever has before.
She's fucking relentless, her tongue licking and sucking and flicking against Maggie's clit with a intensity that's almost brutal. Her fingers, slick with Maggie's juices, slide in and out of her pussy, curling and twisting and pressing against that spot deep inside that makes Maggie's body convulse with pleasure.
Maggie's back arches, her hips bucking wildly against Liza's face. Her hands grip the table, her knuckles white from the force of her grip. She's panting, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps, her body tensing as her orgasm builds.
Liza can feel it, can taste it in the air, can fucking smell it. She knows Maggie's close, knows she's right on the fucking edge. And she wants to push her over.
"That's it, baby girl," Liza growls, her voice thick with lust and desire. Come all over my face. I want to feel you come undone."
Maggie's hips are moving frantically now, grinding against Liza's face, her pussy rubbing against Liza's tongue with every thrust.
She feels like she's on fire, her body tensing with every stroke of Liza's tongue, every curl of her fingers. It's too much, not enough, all at the same time. She's panting, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps, her body trembling with the effort of holding back the orgasm that's building inside her.
Liza can feel it, can taste it. Maggie's pussy is leaking juices, her clit swollen and sensitive under Liza's tongue. She's close, so fucking close, and Liza wants to push her over the edge. She wants to feel Maggie's body convulse, wants to taste her juices as they flood her mouth. She wants to hear her scream her name as she comes undone.
So Liza does what she does best. She fucking goes for it.
She sucks Maggie's clit into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the sensitive flesh as she sucks hard. She feels Maggie's hips buck wildly, her pussy grinding against her face as she chases her orgasm.
"Fuck, Liza, fuck!" Maggie chants, her voice hoarse with desire. Maggie looks down into Liza's own pussy and closes her lips over Liza's clit. She sucks as hard as she can, her tongue swirling over and around it and her teeth nipping at it. Liza's body bucks beneath Maggie. As Liza gasps, Maggie pushes three fingers into Liza's cunt, twisting them and pushing them deep. Liza growls and sucks harder on Maggie's clit.
She feels Maggie's fingers thrusting inside her, curling and twisting in a way that makes her own hips buck wildly.
"Fuck, Maggie, your fingers are so goddamn good," Liza moans, her voice muffled by Maggie's pussy. "Keep fucking me like that, baby. Show me what you've learned."
Maggie increases her efforts, her fingers thrusting faster, her tongue swirling around Liza's clit with the same intensity that Liza is using on her. She can taste Liza's arousal, can feel her juices coating her fingers.
It's fucking intoxicating, knowing that she's the one making Liza feel this way. She wants more. She wants to hear Liza scream her name as she comes undone. Maggie curls her fingers slightly, pressing against that spot deep inside Liza's pussy that makes her buck and writhe. She can feel Liza's clit pulsing against her tongue, can taste the saltiness of her arousal. She sucks on it harder, her tongue swirling around the sensitive flesh as she fucks Liza with her fingers.
"Fuck, Maggie, that's it," Liza groans, her voice hoarse with desire.
"Make me fucking come, baby girl. Show me what you've got."
Maggie moans, the vibration sending a shockwave of pleasure through Liza. She loves the feel of Maggie's fingers inside her, loves the way she's fucking her with them. She can feel Maggie's knuckles rubbing against her clit with every thrust, and it's driving her wild.
Liza focuses her efforts on Maggie's clit, her tongue working in tandem with her fingers. She can feel Maggie's orgasm building, can feel her body tensing. She wants to push her over the edge, wants to make her come hard.
So, she fucks Maggie with her fingers, harder and faster, her thumb rubbing against Maggie's clit with every thrust. She feels Maggie's body tensing, knows she's close.
"Fuck, Maggie," Liza growls, her voice thick with lust. "Feels so good, baby girl. Your pussy is so fucking tight around my fingers. Wanna feel you come on my face, Maggie. Gonna make you come so fucking hard."
Maggie's breath comes in short, sharp gasps, her body tensing as her orgasm builds. She can feel Liza's fingers fucking her harder, curling and twisting in a way that makes her whole body convulse. Her hips buck wildly against Liza's face, her pussy grinding against her tongue with every thrust.
"Fuck, Liza, right there!" Maggie cries out, her voice hoarse with desire. "Don't stop, please don't stop!"
Liza doesn't stop. She's a woman on a mission, her tongue and fingers relentless in their pursuit of Maggie's pleasure. She can feel Maggie's orgasm building, can taste it in the air, can smell it on her skin. And then Maggie's there, convulsing on Liza, her pussy grinding on Liza's mouth, her juices flowing over her face.
And that's all that Liza needs; she too plunges over the edge. She thrusts her hips into Maggie's face. As the two of them slowly come down from their mutual orgasm, they slowly lick the juices from each other's cunts. Like a cat, Maggie gets on all fours and circles until her mouth is above Liza's. She settles and kisses Liza slow and deep. Liza, affectionate after her climax lets her, slowly massaging Maggie's back.
In the afterglow, Maggie leans lower and kisses Liza's neck. "I love my barbells, Liza. Everyone does. Apparently, they make quite an impression." She kisses Liza's neck again. "Thank you." Maggie whispers, her voice soft and breathy. She kisses Liza's neck again, then moves down to her shoulder, her teeth nipping gently at the skin.
Liza chuckles, the sound low and husky. I love it when you get all possessive and shit. Makes me fucking hot." Maggie grins and rubs her hips against Liza's. Liza playfully smacks Maggie's ass, making Maggie wiggle more. Maggie lifts her head and gazes down at Liza. "Stop teasing me Mama Cat. I have to go to work. But I have two questions for you." Liza grins at the new nickname and nods for Maggie to go on.
"First, have you ever been on the receiving end of that huge dildo?" Liza shakes her head and grins harder. "Haven't met anyone woman enough to try." Maggie's eyebrows arch, and she kisses Liza's chin as a response.
"Second, you ever use that dildo on a man?" Liza bursts out laughing, her fingers gripping Maggie's ass hard. "Once. His ass couldn't take more than about a third. He left, literally crying, and I've never seen him again."
Maggie nods, the wheels turning in her head. Regretfully she slides off of Liza and gets dressed. Liza catches her hand and pulls Maggie to her chest, hugging her hard, enveloping her. "Remember, little slut. Any time, anything." Maggie nods and reaches up to trace the faint smile on Liza's lips. "How can I forget?"
Then Maggie is gone, hurrying off to the library for a shift.