Erotica Fanfiction - Caught

WARNING! This story is a depiction of sex between two consenting females. If that kind of thing bothers you, isn't your cup of tea, makes you want to tie someone to a fencepost, then by all means do not read. If you are under age, do not read. If your state has laws in place against this sort of thing, then you should probably move...just sayin'. Otherwise, please read on and enjoy. Constructive criticism is welcome as always, but please, don't be rude.

Fandom: D.E.B.S.
Pairing: Amy/Lucy

Caught

Amy walked in the door, tossing her bag to the tiled floor next to the small rug where they put their shoes. Blowing her sun bleached bangs off her hot forehead she slipped her shoes off and put them in their place next to the door. She glanced around at the quiet kitchen and idly wondered where Lucy was. Deciding not to worry about it for the moment, Lucy was probably just out and about, she padded over to the refrigerator, relishing the feel of the cool Spanish tile floor against her overheated feet. She took a small plate of melon out and picked up her backpack, heading to the spacious living room she shared with her dark eyed angel. She set her plate to the side and pulled out one of her textbooks, settled back against the black leather and chrome sofa and started reading her assigned chapters, sneaking sections of melon in between pages. Quite some time the leggy blonde had sat there in silence, only the occasional sound of rustling paper as another paged turned, when she suddenly became alert to a small noise coming from their bedroom. Ever so quietly she padded to the dark oak door and listened intently, trying to figure out what she was up against before bursting in on full attack.

"Mmmm." Amy's blonde eyebrows raised quizzically as she tried to register the noise.

She quietly edged the door open and slowly peered around it, scanning the dark room before settling on a spot of movement. As her eyes adjusted to the low light in the room her eyebrows shot to her hairline in surprise, then one arched in an ultimately evil look.

There on the bed they shared, her perfectly bronzed hide contrasting against the deep blue bedspread, was her lover. She was bare as the day she was born and thrown back against the pillows with her eyes closed, oblivious to the world. Amy watched intently as Lucy's hand traced circles against those perfectly toned abs and moved up to cup one of her small, pert breasts, squeezing it slightly before moving to roll the nipple between her fingertips. Lucy's back arched slightly as she did so, but her eyes remained closed. Her other hand, Amy noticed with an ever growing sense of lightheadedness was stroking slowly up the inside of her muscled thigh, causing her legs to spread slightly.

Amy's heart felt as if it was going to beat straight out of her chest, and only the taboo of watching her lover pleasuring herself kept her from going to offer a hand, a tongue, whatever Lucy might need.

Lucy's hand stroked up her thigh one last time before arriving at her swollen center, and as Amy stared, her fingers slowly disappeared from sight. She quivered as she heard Lucy's half gasp half moan of pleasure. Amy braced herself against the wall quietly, she was starting to lose feeling to her legs. Lucy was getting bolder, and more vocal as the minutes ticked past, her fingers thrusting faster and harder, her back arching higher, her whimpers and groans turning into full blown moans. Amy smirked as she heard her name moaned, then gave in to her urges and quietly padded to the bed, disrobing as she went.

Lucy's moan turned into a startled gasp as she suddenly felt a hand stroke her stomach and started to move to protect herself when she saw it was her lover that had joined her. She smiled sheepishly, still panting lightly from her unfinished excursion, and started to speak to Amy when Amy put a fingertip to her lips and moved down the bed to settle between the bronzed thighs of her love. Sliding her arms under Lucy's bent legs and raising her up a bit she slowly began a journey of her favorite terrain. Lucy's eyes widened, then closed as her head dropped back against the pillows again. She had been close before Amy's interruption, now she was tangoing with the edge of oblivion. Amy slowed her ministrations and Lucy's passion gentled a bit until Amy entered her lover deeply and moaned against her. Stars exploded in Lucy's sky and the world's axis suddenly changed angle as she fell over the edge. Her animalistic moans and growls were praise to the blonde's ears as she bucked against her time and time again before settling onto the bed, limp as a rag doll.

Amy moved up to her love's side and kissed her orgasm rouged lips softly, deepening the kiss and allowing Lucy to taste the elixir that made her so intoxicated on a nightly basis.

Amy pulled the dark haired beauty to her and Lucy's head settled on her chest as she lost the last bit of consciousness she'd held onto through her trip over the edge.

"Love you," she murmured before passing out fully.

Amy grinned as she felt Lucy lose her battle and pass out against her.

"Love you too Baby."

End