Threading the Needle Ch. 11 - Sex Stories

Threading the Needle Ch. 11

... tightened and the nipple grew hard. She grasped it and rolled it between her fingers. It wasn't enough, but it was all she could do. Lena proved how easy it was to give herself away. No matter how excited she was getting listening to her friend's rapidly approaching orgasm, Winnie couldn't give in to her own desires. Her pussy ached for attention of its own, but moving to expose it too would also betray her. With no other choice, she continued to listen without hope of relief.

Rikki was both more fortunate and less. Lying on her back, she woke with a hand on her belly. It was simple to slide it lower and let it brush back and forth over her own mound. Almost as soon as she started, she regretted it. While it felt good, she didn't want to give herself away any more than Winnie did. The light touch wasn't enough. She desperately wanted more. "I want to do what Lena is doing," she thought to herself. "But two of us, God, we'll wake the camp!" Through sheer force of will, she stopped herself from slipping her hand under her long johns and really starting to fondle herself. She had that much willpower, but not to stop completely. Even though it wasn't satisfying, it was enough pleasure that she couldn't do without it. Her fingers swished back and forth, far slower than the throbbing from Lena's knee.

When the tremors started, Lena couldn't bear to bite down any long on her lip. She sensed she would draw blood. Twisting, she grabbed a bite of sleeping bag between her teeth ...

... and clamped down as she felt the pleasure explode between her legs. Muffled noises squeezed out from between her tightly clenched teeth. Her hips rose and fell on their own in time with the spasms that ran through her body. "God, oh God," she screamed out in her mind. It was all the more intense because of how wicked she felt to be doing this while her friends slept. Her back arched and her eyes rolled back as she felt the peak come. After that, it faded quickly as worry about waking them returned. She relaxed and shifted so that her knee stopped touching Rikki, never aware of their contact.

As soon as her orgasm passed, the two other women immediately stopped what they were doing. They both lay there, trying to calm their racing hearts and to breathe slowly and steadily. The frustration was intense but their fear of being caught was stronger. When Lena was able to be still herself, she couldn't sense any sign that they were awake. She sighed with relief. "I needed that, but I would be so embarrassed if they knew," she thought.

With her tension relieved, it was easy for her to fall asleep. Between the quiet of the night air, and her muscles relaxing, she slipped from wakefulness to sleep with no awareness of the boundary.

For Rikki and Winnie, their frustration was compounded by their fear of moving and giving themselves away. Even as she felt a small bump through her bedroll, Rikki resisted moving. Lena was so close. "I could brush against her, and she'd know," she ...