63. Can't Take It Anymore

It was a nice Saturday afternoon in Purgatory. The temperature was starting to warm up a bit (well, at least warm for Purgatory), the sun was starting to make its way through the cirrostratus clouds, and Wynonna was finally finished with her shift at Shorty’s. Gus had given her the earlier shift so that she could have the night off, and even volunteered to babysit Alice later. Something about Wynonna needing to go out with some friends to the bar and get drunk because it’s in her nature, and it’s been way too long since.

Wynonna parked her blue and white Ford F-150 in the dirt driveway in front of the homestead. As soon as she walked through the front door, she immediately looked to her left and noticed Doc slumped on the couch with his feet up on the coffee table and his black Stetson resting on his chest. He opened his eyes and sat up, placing the hat on the table before preparing to stand up.

“Don’t get up, I’m about to sit down,” Wynonna said as she took her coat off. She stepped over his legs that were already bridged from the couch to the coffee table like before, and plopped down beside him with a sigh.

“Long day?” He asked.

“Not really. Being on my feet is just still a little tiring. But it’s better than sitting on my ass all day. I’m just glad Gus let me come back to work so soon, even if it was only for a few hours.”

Doc nodded with a simple hum in response. He definitely did not approve of Wynonna going back to work only two weeks after giving birth, but he knew that he couldn’t stop her. Nobody could.

Wynonna lazily rolled her head to the side to look at Doc. “How was Alice?”

“She was a perfect little angel.” He smiled.

Wynonna snorted. “Even through all that crying?”

Doc shook his head as he sat up a bit. “No, I’m being serious. She didn’t cry once and it didn’t take long to put her to sleep. All I had to do was sing her a few of those lullabies my Mama used to sing to me when I was a child.”

“And she fell asleep right away?” Wynonna asked with one eyebrow raised in doubt.

“Yep. Like I said, a perfect little angel.”

“Huh.” She scrunched her eyebrows together in thought. “Maybe I should learn those lullabies if they’re that boring enough to put her to sleep so easily.”

Doc pursed his lips and shook his head. “Don’t talk about my Mama’s lullabies like that, woman.”

“Or what?” She challenged with a smirk and a quirked eyebrow. “You’ll punish me for being a bad girl?”

He looked down at her with narrowed eyes as he grabbed the finger that was trailing along his bare chest where the top of his shirt was unbuttoned. “Now you know we can’t do that with the baby in the house.”

Wynonna rolled her eyes. “Doc, we’ve done it with her in my uterus. More than once.”

“I know, but she’s sleepin’. I don’t want her to wake up.”

“We’ll be upstairs in my room, and that’s far enough away for her to not be woken up. And plus, we’ll be quiet. It’ll be fun, like we’re teenagers trying not to get caught by our parents.” She beamed in excitemed.

“I don’t know…”

“Come on, cowboy.” She ran her palm up his denim shirt before grabbing the lapel of it. “Don’t you wanna go for a little ride?” She smirked.

He pursed his lips and looked down the hallway where the nursery was before looking back at Wynonna with an arrogant, lopsided smile. “I believe that you are the one who is gonna be doin’ all the ridin’.”

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Waverly handed the freshly made tea over to the elderly woman in front of her with her famous friendly smile plastered on her face. “Here you go Mrs. Johnson! I hope you have a lovely day!”

“You too, Waverly dear.” The woman smiled as she grabbed the paper cup with slightly shaky hands. She jumped when the front door forcefully swung open and Wynonna marched through with a giant grin on her face.

“Guess who just got laid?!”

Waverly looked at Wynonna with a chastising look, and Mrs. Johnson looked at her with wide eyes of terror.

“Oh, like you’ve never had sex before, lady,” Wynonna said to the woman with accusing eyes.

The elderly woman scoffed and walked swiftly passed Wynonna with clear judgement in her eyes as she mumbled something about her needing to go to church more often.

Wynonna watched her walked out the door behind her with a furrowed brow, and turned back around to face Waverly as she pointed behind her with her thumb. “Is it just me, or did that old lady seem a little prudish to you?”

“Either way, she’s probably never coming back here again, so thank you for that.” Waverly said with her arms folded across her chest in slight irritation.

Wynonna shrugged before walking towards Waverly. “Whatever. The point is, I finally took the train to D-town for the first time in way too long.” She leaned over the counter and whispered behind her hand, “’D’ means dick.”

Waverly held a hand up as she slightly shook her head with pursed lips and closed eyes before opening them again to look at her sister. “Yeah, I got it. Thanks.”

“Well, anyways, it was really good sex. And now I’m in a really good mood and have lots of energy!” She punched the air a few times with an excited smile. “So, let’s go out tonight…to the bar. Have a lot of drinks, get completely wasted, and just engage in complete fuckery!”

“What about Alice?”

“I just dropped her off at Gus’s for the night. She wanted to spend some quality time with her, and she told me I need to get drunk so that I don’t completely lose it. So whaddya say? Fun night out at the bar?”

Waverly shrugged. “Sure. A night out sounds good to me.”

“Excellent!” She knocked on the counter a couple of times. “Tell your girlfriend and her girlfriend that we’re meeting up at the bar in the city around 8.”

Waverly narrowed her eyes at her older sister. “Sam isn’t Nicole’s girlfriend. Sam is straight. They’re best friends.”

“Yeah, duh. I didn’t mean it in a gay way.” Wynonna chuckled as she reached into her pocket and pulled out a few quarters. “Oh, and invite Jeremy and Robin too. I miss those dorks. And baby Nedley! And the other one too. The sex store worker.”

“You mean Rosita? Whom you’ve met dozens of time?” Waverly asked with raised eyebrows.

“Yeah, her too. Invite the whole crew.” She slapped the quarters down on the counter and grabbed a sprinkled donut from the dessert dish before strutting towards the door.

“Thanks for paying this time!” Waverly yelled teasingly.

Wynonna held the donut between her teeth as she opened the door and looked back with a smirk and her middle finger raised high in the air before snatching the donut out of her mouth and leaving the shop.

Waverly shook her head with a breathy laugh as she slid the quarters off of the counter and into her hand to place in the cash register.

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Later that night

Nicole, Waverly, Wynonna, and Sam all pulled up to the bar in a cab, and Wynonna wasted no time in hopping out and slamming the door behind her.

“Hey, watch it!” The cab driver complained.

“Sorry about that,” Waverly smiled apologetically as she handed him a tip in cash. “She’s a little eager.”

The blonde man mumbled to himself as the rest of the group got out of the car.

“Hurry up slowpokes!” Wynonna called out. “I’m ready to get wasted and you nerds are slowing me down!”

Everyone exchanged glances and rolled their eyes as they followed behind Wynonna. When they got inside, they found the rest of the gang – Chrissy, Rosita, Jeremy, and Robin – sitting at a booth in the corner.

“Hey guys!” Chrissy said excitedly as she sipped her drink. There was loud music playing over the speakers as half of the people were in the middle of the room dancing, while the other half were sitting down and talking.

“’Sup.” Wynonna slid into the booth beside Jeremy and grabbed his beer out of his hand. She immediately brought the glass up to her lips and began audibly gulping down its contents.

“Hey! That was mine!” He whined as he watched her drink the entire glass and slam it down onto the table.

“Relax, I’ll buy you another one. I just needed some juice in me. You know, something to get me warmed up for the main event.”

Nicole shook her head as she silently judged the older Earp before looking around the table. “Hey everyone, this is Sam.”

“Hey Sam!” The gang said in unison.

“Hey!” Sam replied with a smile and a wave.

“Sam, this is Robin, and you know Jeremy, Rosita, and Chrissy.”

“Nice to meet you all,” Sam smiled before sliding into the booth with Waverly and Nicole following behind.

The next hour went by with everyone talking about how their week went, relationship stuff – which Sam kept quiet during – and other random topics. At this point, Wynonna and the boys were pretty drunk, but Waverly, Nicole, Sam, Chrissy, and Rosita had just been nursing their drinks, making them only tipsy at best. Wynonna was already on the dance floor with Jeremy and Robin, while everyone else was sitting at the table, talking. And Nicole had spent the entirety of that hour teasing Waverly; running her hands up the brunette’s tight jeans, squeezing her knee, and even running her boot up and down her shin. It was torturous, and Waverly was undoubtedly soaked. She knew her panties were completely ruined.

“What about you Waverly?” Chrissy asked, and everyone turned their attention towards the brunette.

“Huh?” Waverly hadn’t been paying attention to a single word they were saying, for obvious reasons. She glanced over at Nicole, who was stifling her laughter behind her index finger curved across her lips.

“Do you want to go and dance with us?” Chrissy reiterated.

“Oh, uh, sure. But first I need to go to the bathroom.”

“Want me to come with you?” Nicole asked, earning a knowing look from everyone who was sitting at the table, including Waverly. “What? I meant in a girl way. Not in a girlfriend way,” she defended as she knocked back the last sip of her beer.

“Yeah, sure,” Sam replied sarcastically as she rolled her eyes. “We all know that you two can’t go five minutes without touching each other.”

“Oh, so you’ve caught onto that too?” Chrissy asked with a light chuckle.

“Definitely. You know, back in high school Nicole would actually follow her crushes into the bathroom.”

“Ohh tell me more!” Chrissy rested her chin on top of her hands as she leaned forward in excitement.

“Hey, I did not follow them into the bathroom! I just needed to go when they did.” Nicole shrugged.

“Yeah right!” Sam snorted. “It was so obvious! Whenever you’d see Casey Sanders get up from her seat across the cafeteria, you’d get up too and legitimately follow her only like five paces behind! You weren’t fooling anyone!”

“I was working up the courage to ask her out! It wasn’t that I was following her to the bathroom, I just wanted to talk to her when she was away from her friend group.”

“Yeah, but every day?” Sam quirked an eyebrow.

Nicole shrugged. “It took me a while to work up the courage.”

Sam looked at her skeptically. “Mhm. And did you ever actually ask her out?”

“Well…no.”

Sam looked around the table with a proud smile. “See? Stalker!”

Nicole rolled her eyes. “Whatever. I was not a stalker. I was just very gay and very shy.”

“Well you’re still very gay, but you’re not so shy anymore,” Rosita laughed, and the rest of the table agreed.

“Yep, I’ve got game now.” Nicole reached her arm out and wrapped it around Waverly’s shoulders as she playfully wiggled her eyebrows.

Waverly rolled her eyes and shook her head as she pushed Nicole’s arm off of her. “I’m not happy with you right now.” Of course, she only meant it playfully, but she still got an ‘ohhh’ from the rest of the table.

“What did I do?!” Nicole asked in defense.

“You know exactly what you did! Now, move over. I’m going to the bathroom.” She gestured for Nicole to get up to let her out of the booth, with the redhead did with a sigh. “I’ll meet you girls on the dance floor.” Waverly said as she shuffled out of the booth and headed straight for the bathroom with Nicole following closely behind. As soon as they got inside, Nicole immediately pulled her in by the wrist and smashed their lips together in a searing kiss. And as much as Waverly wanted to stay there, kissing Nicole, and maybe doing more, she really wanted to tease the woman like she had been teasing Waverly all night. So, much to her reluctance, she pulled back and wagged a finger in Nicole’s face.

“Nope.” Waverly said sternly.

“Why not?” Nicole pouted.

“Because, you’ve been teasing me all night. You’ve been very mean.”

“Maybe I was just working you up for this very moment.” Nicole smirked as she wrapped her arms around Waverly’s waist, only to have the brunette step away from her grasp.

“Well maybe I want to be the one teasing you now.” Waverly shrugged before going into one of the stalls and locking the door behind her. She unzipped her pants and pushed them down. “Oh wow.”

“What?” Nicole asked in concern.

“I didn’t think it was possible to be this wet.”

Nicole’s eyes widened as she rushed towards the stall door. “Let me see!” She tried to push the door open, but it was locked.

“Nope! Sorry.”

”Waves!” Nicole whined. “Please?”

Waverly cleaned herself up as she smiled to herself, enjoying how much she was torturing Nicole, before pulling her pants back up and flushing the toilet behind her. She opened the door and walked over towards the sink to wash her hands. When she looked up in the mirror, she noticed sad eyes looking back at her. “You’re just going to have to wait until we get home.”

Nicole groaned and rolled her eyes as Waverly dried her hands off with an amused chuckle. When she was finished, she grabbed Nicole by the belt buckle. “Come on pouty, let’s cheer you up with some dancing.”

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Another couple of hours went by, and both Waverly and Nicole were both drunk and unbelievably horny. They couldn’t keep their hands off of each other, and had a drunk Wynonna breaking them up a couple of times, claiming that they needed to ‘save room for Jesus.’ They blamed it on the whole being a mom now thing. But still, it was annoying to be interrupted just when they were really starting to get into dancing – AKA, bumping and grinding – with each other.

By the time eleven o’clock rolled around, neither of them could take it anymore. All of the teasing, the sexy dancing, the knowing looks, the alcohol…it was all too much for them to stay away from each other at this point. They needed to be together. They needed sex.

“Hey, we’re going to catch a cab back. Do you want to come with us?” Waverly asked Wynonna.

“Nope. The night is still young! I’ll catch one back later,” The older and more drunk Earp replied as she continued to flail her arms around.

“Okay. Text me when you get home then.” Waverly met up with Nicole by the front door, waiting for her to finish talking with Sam. “Is she coming with us?”

“Nope. Apparently she and the bar tender are having fun flirting with each other, so I think she’s staying for a while.” Nicole grinned.

“Good.” Waverly nodded with a giddy smile as she practically skipped out the door.

They spent the entire twenty-minute cab ride to Nicole’s house making out in the back seat, too drunk and in love to give a shit about the driver occasionally looking at them in the rearview mirror.

As soon as they stumbled into the house, Nicole slammed the door shut and pushed Waverly up against it, running her hands all over the brunette’s body as they crashed their lips together in a heated kiss – a kiss that sent a jolt of arousal shooting straight between Waverly’s legs. Nicole pulled back, short yet heavy breaths leaving her body, before almost immediately attaching her lips to Waverly’s neck. Small moans of elation escaped her mouth as she kissed the sweet-smelling skin and slid her hands down the brunette’s jeans-clad thighs before bringing them up underneath her shirt.

“I’m so horny right now I can’t stand it,” Nicole whispered. She pushed herself up against Waverly’s body, connecting her crotch with Waverly’s thigh and moaning at the stimulation she received from the touch. “Fuck,” she hissed as she almost immediately began grinding against the smaller woman.

Waverly rested her head back against the door and closed her eyes as she rocked in sync with Nicole, feeling her own center being touched in just the right way. “I’m horny too, baby. I just want to fuck all night long. I feel like I could go for hours, with you inside me and making me come over and over again. And I want to make you come too. I want us to come together and just, ruin the sheets with our come everywhere. I want you all over me so badly.” She bit her lip and closed her eyes as she smiled at the mental image of Nicole plunging their strap-on inside her, along with the feeling of her center currently rubbing back and forth against Nicole’s leg.

“Shit, Waves. That’s so hot. Fuck, do you have any idea how much you turn me on?”

Waverly giggled as she shook her head.

Nicole took a step back and unzipped her jeans before she grabbed Waverly’s hand to shove inside the front of her soaked boyshorts, and Waverly immediately gasped as her fingertips hit the pool of arousal.

“Fuck.” Waverly moved her fingers around, feeling the slick juices between them. “Oh my god. You’re soaking wet, Nic.”

Nicole inhaled through her nose and nodded fervently. “Mhm. That’s how badly I need to come.” With her hand still wrapped around the back of Waverly’s, she pressed the brunette’s fingers against her clit and moved them around the slick bud as she simultaneously rolled her hips. “Ohhh yeah, so fucking good.” She slapped the palm of her free hand against the door beside Waverly’s head to brace herself and threw her head back as she let out an audible groan. She didn’t even care how quickly she was already getting the involuntary contractions, signaling that she was getting close.

“Are we okay to be here? What if Sam comes back?” Waverly asked as she continued her movements against Nicole’s clit with Nicole guiding her hand – which Waverly found unbelievably hot.

Nicole opened her eyes and lifted her head up to look at Waverly. “Screw Sam. We’re gonna fuck right here against the door. And I don’t care if she comes back or not, because I’m drunk. And you’re drunk. And this is so good I can’t stop…fuck! Keep doing that. Whatever you just did.”

Waverly rolled both of her lips between her teeth and nodded as she repeatedly shifted her gaze between Nicole’s eyes and her lips. Feeling desperate for the touch of Nicole’s plump lips against her own, she grabbed the back of the redhead’s neck and pulled her into a greedy kiss, completely taking in the taste of her girlfriend.

A strained moan fell from Nicole’s lips in reaction to unexpectedly being pulled into such an intense kiss. She pulled her hand out of her pants, letting Waverly take over completely as Nicole continued to hastily rub her center against Waverly’s hand, and reached down to undo Waverly’s pants. As soon as she did, she reached one hand around to the lower part of Waverly’s back as she pushed the other hand down inside her panties and almost instantly begin circling Waverly’s clit – or at least attempting to move in circles with the amount of alcohol that was in her system.

Waverly almost immediately pulled out of the kiss as her jaw dropped. “Oh my god…oh my god…” She whined with her eyebrows pushed together and up. “Ohhh god this feels so good. How can this feel so good?”

“I don’t know baby. But fuck, I’m so close and you’re so good at touching me. I’m gonna come any second now.” Nicole squeezed her eyes shut and bit her bottom lip as she pushed her body against Waverly’s so that the back of their hands were pressed against one another inside each other’s jeans.

“Wait, don’t do it yet…wait for me.” Waverly panted as she picked up the pace of her hips to match Nicole’s, which were now moving at full speed.

“I…fuck…I don’t think I can…” Nicole whimpered as she tried to hold off, but with Waverly touching her the way she was, it was nearly impossible. “I can try, but—…shit…oh fuck…nope. Nope, definitely can’t hold it. I’m gonna come…” She widened her stance a little more and pressed her hips further against Waverly’s fingers rapidly moving against her clit as she gave quick and short thrusts of her center, until she was coming against Waverly’s hand. She closed her eyes and smiled as the incredible feeling of her release took over her.

“Ughhh Waverly, fuck that was good baby.” Nicole said after the bulk of it was over. She opened her eyes and immediately locked them with Waverly’s bold ones, and she knew that she had to finish the task she had started, or else Waverly would explode.

Without warning, Nicole dropped to the floor before situating herself up on her knees. She desperately grabbed the waistband of Waverly’s jeans and panties, struggling for a few moments to pull them down. She craved that erotic taste so badly that she practically clawed at the denim in desperation. When they were finally out of the way enough to give her access to Waverly’s sex, she immediately pushed her tongue between dripping folds until she felt the stiff bundle of nerves. She moved her tongue haphazardly, earning an array of differently pitched moans and whimpers from the brunette above her.

“Yeah,” Waverly panted as she nodded her head. She looked down at Nicole and bunched red hair in her fist as she used her other hand to hold her shirt up above her abdomen so that she could see. “Mhm,” she hummed in approval as she pursed her lips and nodded some more.

“Yeah?” A muffled voice responded from between Waverly’s legs.

“Yeah. Oh yeah…yeah...” Waverly repeated the word over and over again with each time getting a little more high-pitched and strained, until all that was coming out of her mouth was the verbal representation of her orgasm in the form of gasps and moans. She hunched over Nicole’s head with her mouth wide open in shock before dropping to the floor and sitting with her back against the door. She ran a single hand through her hair to move it out of her face as she continued her ragged breathing.

Nicole shifted her position so that she was on her hands and knees and leaned forward to kiss Waverly’s lips, pushing her tongue inside the brunette’s mouth, not so that Waverly could taste herself, but so that she could savor Waverly’s kiss. She wanted all of her senses to be filled with everything Waverly Earp – her taste, smell, sound, touch…Nicole wanted to drown in all of it.

They sat there on the floor, sloppily kissing for about ten minutes, until they were both ready for more.

Nicole pulled back and looked at Waverly with half-closed eyes. “Bedroom?”

“Mhm.” Waverly hastily nodded.

After Nicole had situated herself so that she was on one knee with the other foot firmly on the ground, she placed one hand on the knee bent in front of her and attempted to push herself up, but quickly lost her balance and fell back to the floor, just barely catching herself with one hand behind her. Waverly covered her mouth as she giggled at the woman in front of her struggling to get off the floor.

“Are you sure you’re going to be able to use the strap-on, honey?” Waverly asked in a teasing yet sweet voice at she pulled her jeans up over her thighs from where she was still sitting on the floor. She then rolled over onto all fours before pushing herself up, using the door for balance.

“Oh, I’ll be fine. Don’t you worry about that,” Nicole said with a smirk as she lowered her eyes at the shorter woman.

They both stumbled up the stairs until they got to Nicole’s bedroom. Waverly instantly plopped onto the bed as Nicole went straight for the bedside table to grab the strap-on. She sat on the edge of the mattress to take off her jeans and boyshorts, kicking them to the floor. While still sitting on the bed, she then put her legs through the straps of the harness and pulled it up. Once the harness reached her thighs, she stood up and pulled it the rest of the way over her hips. After stepping back over towards the bedside table, she pulled out the box of condoms, only to realize that it was empty.

“Uh oh.” She looked over at Waverly with wide eyes, who was sitting up on the bed, struggling to take her bra off. “It’s empty.”

“What is?” After a couple of frustrated grunts, Waverly finally managed to pull the garment off, sighing in relief when her boobs were freed.

“The box!” Nicole brandished the empty box in front of Waverly’s face. “We’re out of condoms.”

“Uh oh.” Waverly looked at Nicole with worry all over her face. “You know what that means?”

“No. What?!”

Waverly giggled before answering, “You’re gonna have to pull out!” Her giggling almost immediately turned into cackling as she dropped onto the bed, clutching her stomach as she rolled around on her back.

Nicole narrowed her eyes and dropped the box onto the table. “Ha ha, funny.” She tried to keep an annoyed look on her face, but she couldn’t help but laugh.

As Waverly’s laughter began to subside, she sat up on the bed and moved to the edge of it as she pulled Nicole closer to her by the hand. “Want me to clean it?”

“No, that’s okay. I’ll do it. You just finish taking off the rest of your clothes.” Nicole winked before shuffling off towards the bathroom.

Waverly managed to pull her skinny jeans off from around her ankles just in time for Nicole to come back into the bedroom, ready for action. The redhead grabbed the lube and rubbed it all over the purple dildo as she smirked down at Waverly.

“How do you want it?” Nicole asked boldly.

Waverly looked up in thought for a moment before answering, “How about we start off easy with you on top?”

“Sounds good to me.” Nicole nodded before crawling on top of Waverly. She braced herself with her left hand as grabbed the dildo with her right. She looked down between their bodies and ran the tip up and down Waverly’s slit a few times, making sure she was still ready and didn’t need to be worked up again, before pushing it in.

“Mmm” Waverly moaned as she wrapped her legs around Nicole and pulled her in deeper. She had been craving this kind of penetration from her girlfriend all night. Her walls ached to be completely filled with Nicole. She relaxed down into the mattress as Nicole began to thrust her hips back and forth, when she unexpectedly ended up pulling too far back and slipping out. Waverly opened her eyes to say something, but stopped when Nicole looked down.

“Shit. It fell out, didn’t it…”

“Yeah.” Waverly smiled. She was instantly reminded of their first time together with their toy, and how Nicole kept slipping out on accident. It hadn’t really happened much since then, but with Nicole still being a little drunk, she wasn’t all that surprised. The fact that Nicole could feel that it had slipped out shows just how much skill she’d gained with using the member since their first time.

Nicole wrapped her hands around the dildo and pushed it back inside Waverly before continuing her motions. But once again, she pulled back too far and slipped out. She groaned in frustration as she sat up and grabbed her forehead, causing Waverly to immediately drop her legs. “I’m sorry. I can’t keep a steady rhythm with it and I keep going too far.”

Waverly nodded in understanding as she sat up and smiled at Nicole reassuringly. “Then how about I get on top?”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, I like being on top.” She leaned closer to Nicole. “And riding you…” With her right hand behind her back on the mattress, she wrapped her left arm around the back of Nicole’s neck. “And coming around you.” She pulled Nicole in for a slow kiss, which quickly turned into something filled with undeniable greediness and desperation.

After a few seconds, Waverly grabbed Nicole’s shoulders and rolled them over as she pushed the redhead down onto her back. She wasted no time in straddling the taller woman as she raised herself up onto her knees.

Nicole watched with wide, attentive eyes as Waverly reached between her legs and positioned the dildo at her entrance. This was Nicole’s favorite part of being on bottom with the strap-on; watching Waverly drop down and taking the entire length of the shaft. Which is exactly what she did. Waverly dropped down until she was flush against Nicole as she rested her hands on Nicole’s abdomen for support.

“Damn. I love watching you bounce on my cock,” Nicole smirked as she shamelessly eyed Waverly’s breasts bouncing in sync with her movements.

“Like this?” Waverly slowly lifted herself all the way up to the tip before unexpectedly dropping back down, crashing against Nicole’s legs.

“Fuck! Yes. That’s such a turn on babe,” Nicole practically moaned in response.

“You’re such a turn on,” Waverly said in a sultry voice as she rhythmically bounced up and down on Nicole’s length. “You make me so horny when you fuck me like this. And when I’m fucking your cock with my pussy…fuck it’s so good.” She closed her eyes and brought her right hand up to stroke her clit. “Ungh. Baby. You’re so deep inside me right now. Hitting me in all the right places. I’ve been wanting this all night. I’ve been wanting to feel you inside me with your big, thick cock…”

Nicole felt her stomach drop as a surge of arousal made its way to her center. She spread her legs open a little wider, allowing the base of the dildo to rub against her clit a little better. “Oh shit. Waves, I can feel you on me.” She grabbed onto Waverly’s hips and laid back against the bed. She sloppily thrusted her hips up into Waverly and the brunette continued her own movements. “Fuck, it feels like I’m really fucking you.”

“You are fucking me baby. I can feel you inside me,” Waverly whimpered as she moved her fingers faster against her clit, almost instantly feeling the tension begin to build up. “And you’re gonna make me come all over your cock.”

“You gonna come baby?” Nicole panted from the efforts of her thrusting hips.

With her eyes closed and her lips rolled between her teeth, Waverly nodded. Her breathing began to pick up as her heart raced inside her chest. She increased her speed to quick movements on top of the redhead, until the waves of intense pleasure crept up and hit her at full force with intense contractions around Nicole’s length. “Ohhhhhh FUCK Nicole! I’m fucking coming!” She yelled as her quick movements transformed into rough, slow ones.

“That’s right baby. Come for me. Come all over my dick...” Nicole moaned as she continued to rub her clit against the harness. With the dildo now stilled and buried inside Waverly, it was easier for her to keep a steady rhythm of pleasure against her own center. She thought about Waverly’s walls clenching around her cock, as if it were her own, until she reached her own climax. “Fuck I’m coming too! Shiiiiiiit baby, that’s soooo good! Oh yeah, fuck!”

Nicole continued to ride out her orgasm with her fingers gripping tightly around Waverly’s hips, until she completely finished and dropped down against the mattress with a deep sigh of satisfaction. She draped her arms over her face as she shook her head and chuckled. “Fuck.”

“I know,” Waverly replied with a small, worn out smile as she lifted herself up off of Nicole and dropped down beside the redhead onto her stomach.

The two laid in silence as they took a minute to regain their energy. After a few moments had gone by, Waverly turned her head to look at Nicole, who still had her arms covering her face. “You asleep?”

Nicole moved her hands onto her chest and turned her head so that their faces were just inches apart. “Nope.”

“Think you can do one more?”

A smug grin spread across Nicole’s face as she replied, “Baby, I can do hundreds more.”

“Really?” Waverly asked with doubtful eyes.

“Well…okay, at least one more.”

Waverly giggled as she sat up. “Good. Because I want you to take me standing up.”

Nicole sat up to match Waverly. “Wait, like both of us standing up?”

“No, I don’t think I could do that right now. I’m still a little tipsy,” she chuckled. “I meant like me laying on the bed and you standing up.”

Nicole thought about it for a moment, but had trouble actually picturing what Waverly was talking about. “I’m sorry, but I’m not getting a clear picture here. What do you mean?”

“Here, stand up.” Waverly gestured for Nicole to get off of the bed and stand to the side of it. Once she did, Waverly scooted towards the edge of the side and laid down on her back with her legs dangling over the edge. “Now come here.”

Nicole walked towards Waverly until she was standing in between her legs.

“Like this. Put it inside me.”

Without hesitation, Nicole reached down and grabbed the dildo before pushing her hips forward, smiling as it slipped in with ease. She thrusted her hips back and forth as she looked down at the purple cock moving in and out. “Oh yeah, this is way easier like this. I don’t feel like I’m going to slip out.”

“Good. Now grab my leg.” Waverly lifted one leg up in the air, and Nicole wrapped her hand around it just above Waverly’s ankle, feeling how much of a deeper angle she was getting.

“Is this good?” Nicole asked as she continued her imperfect rhythm.

“Yes baby. That’s perfect.”

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Sam stepped out of the cab and handed the driver a decent tip. “Thanks again!” She made her way up the porch steps and pulled out the house key that Nicole had given her earlier that week. When she walked inside, she took off her shoes and went straight for the bedroom in the back. She turned the doorknob, only to find that it was locked. “Dammit,” she whispered to herself as she sighed. Back home she was used to locking the front door knob from the inside before closing it behind her, so she must have subconsciously done the same thing with the bedroom door before leaving.

After reaching above the door frame in search of a key and coming up empty, she decided to just ask Nicole. Surely the couple would be asleep by now, considering it was almost one thirty in the morning. She went upstairs and immediately opened the door, not wanting to knock and make either of them get up to answer, since she only needed to ask where the key was. To her surprise, she was met with the sight of Nicole standing in front of Waverly, holding one leg high in the air, as she fervently thrusted her hips. It didn’t take long for the lewd sounds of wet slapping and small moans to hit her ears.

Sam gasped and gave a quick “Sorry!” before quickly shutting the door.

Nicole paused and looked behind her just in time to see the last little bit of Sam in the crack of the door before completely closing it. She looked back at Waverly, who was looking at her with slightly wide eyes.

“What do we do?” Waverly finally asked after a few seconds of just looking at each other.

Nicole shrugged. “Do you want to stop?”

“Not really.”

“Me neither.” Nicole picked back up where she had left off, pounding Waverly with quick, firm strokes of the entire length of her erection, until Waverly was falling apart beneath her.

Waverly tried to stay quiet, she really did. But she couldn’t help it. The sounds were tumbling from her lips at a volume she knew anyone could hear clearly from anywhere inside that house. As soon as her contractions had subsided, she dropped her leg down onto the edge of the bed and apologetically bit her bottom lip. “Oops. I was loud.”

Nicole shook her head as she pushed the harness down her legs, leaving the strap-on laying on the floor – she figured she’d just clean it tomorrow. “It’s okay. It’s just Sam, she knows we’re together and that we have sex. Besides, we’re all drunk. She probably won’t even remember it tomorrow.” She gestured for Waverly to move over so that they could situate themselves under the covers.

“Do you think you’ll remember this tomorrow?” Waverly asked as she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

“Oh, I’m going to remember this night for the rest of my life,” Nicole replied with a grin before leaning down towards Waverly and capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. After a couple of seconds, she reached behind and turned off the lamp, leaving them to continue their sleepy makeout session in total darkness.