Red Gains Her Wings

by Lil' Lily

A/N This is the second part of Red, so please read that first. Comments are encouraged and greatly appreciated!

Red called Tiff up to ask if she could come over, waiting impatiently as the phone rang on the other end. Finally Tiff answered, her light voice somewhat strained.

“Hey hon, what’s up?” she asked.

“Well I was wondering if you wanted me to come over, oh and… are your parents home?”

“No, they aren’t but… well I’m not feeling my best.”

“All the more reason for me to come over, no? So I can take care of you?” Red asked, a little impatiently. She knew what she wanted, but sometimes getting the blond to cooperate was hard. Tiff sighed on the other end.

“It’s because of my… Aunt Flo. I don’t think you can help much.”

“Oh, you’d be surprised” Red answered coyly. The very confused Tiff conceded.

Red hopped on her bicycle and rode quickly to the next neighborhood over to her girlfriend’s house. She bounded up the steps to her porch and rang the booming doorbell. Tiff’s house was a large white colonial house on the nicer side of town.

Tiff opened the door, looking as beautiful as ever. She blew her long hair dry so it swung around her shoulders in a sheet. She had bright blue eyes and a lean body. Her breasts were larger than Red’s, somewhere between a B and C cup.

“Come on in,” she said as she hugged and kissed Red.

They sat in front of the couch, watching something about celebrities acting wild or something. Watching was a very loose term, seeing as they were pretty much engrossed in each other. As their tongues dueled, Red slowly snaked her hand up to cup Tiff’s breast, kneading it gently. Tiff made a cooing sound, holding Red tighter. The red-head slowly rubbed her thumb over Tiff’s nipple, making it stand at attention. Tiff stroked Red’s back.

“Lay down,” Red said huskily, running her fingers lightly down Tiff’s side. Tiff’s eyes went wider, looking at Red in shock.

“Hon, you did get the comment about my… you know, didn’t you?”

Red nodded. “Trust me,” she implored, moving her hand between Tiff’s legs to tease her more. Tiff made a groaning sound, seizing Red’s hair and forcibly kissing her, trying to distract her. She then nipped her neck lightly. Red laughed, pushing at Tiff’s shoulders, pinning her down on the couch. Tiff squeaked, staring up at Red. Red encircled both of Tiff’s wrists with one hand, keeping an iron grasp on them. Tiff tried to fight but Red was much stronger. Red hiked up Tiff’s shirt, exposing her lace- covered breast teasing the flesh through the fabric.

“I will get my way one way or another, you know.” Red said with a big smile. Tiff pretended to pout as Red kissed her way down her torso, undoing the button and fly, yanking the offending jeans down. Now for the tricky part. She saw that, unlike her, Tiff had a pad, so she removed it from her panties, laying it down between Tiff’s legs before yanking her underwear down, too. She now had to relinquish Tiff’s wrists, but she didn’t fight anymore. Red grinned up at her, licking at her belly button, down to her mound, lightly teasing. Tiff moaned, arching her hips up, trying to get her girlfriend to go lower. She did, but too low for Tiff’s taste, licking at the insides of the blonde’s thighs. Red then lightly ran her hands up them, poking her tongue between Tiff’s folds, starting at the top of her slit. This elicited a louder moan, and Red parted the lips, pulling up slightly until Tiff’s clit poked out. She teased it with her tongue, sucking on it slightly as her other hand’s middle finger tentatively poked into Tiff’s opening.

“Uh, Red…” Tiff said, out of breath.

“Shh, I know what I’m doing.”

Red proceeded to lick down, lapping at the flesh between Tiff’s hole and her clit. Then all of a sudden she plunged her tongue deep into Tiff’s cavern, lapping up the mixture of her juices and the blood.

“Come for me sweetie,” she took the time to whisper. Tiff moaned in response.

Red returned to her oral assault, rubbing Tiff’s clit with her finger in a fast motion, receiving louder moans in return. She suddenly removed her tongue from Tiff, forcing two fingers into her instead, pumping hard. Tiff started shaking, arching her back until she let out her loudest moan of all. Red quickly replaced her tongue, feeling Tiff’s walls contract around her, rubbing her clit in a furious rhythm, only stopping when Tiff sagged back onto the couch.

“Told you I could make you feel better!”