Vix's Licks Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

Vix's Licks Pt. 02

... her face for a reaction, but she just took me in her arms and held me, silently, for long, long, soothing moments, then;

'Thank you for telling me. That's not an easy story to tell, I'm sure. We've known each other for, what, less than 24 hours (?) and here you are, pouring out all that to me. You're a wonderfully open and honest person, Vix, and I really appreciate that about you.'

'Thanks Roo,' I sniffed, feeling a warm glow of affection for her.

'Do you want my take on it?' she asked, and I nodded. 'I think what happened with Olivia was that, weird though the situation was, you formed a pretty deep relationship with her. I think your feelings for her were stronger than you realised, and when she pulled the rug out it was like any unexpected break-up. Heartbreaking.

'By ending it, she did you a favour though. Even though probably neither of you realised it, for those two years, she actually denied you any real relationships. Not deliberately, but that was the effect.

'I think you're absolutely right Roo, I said, reflectively. What's it like being a wise old dame of 31?'

'Hey, less of that, ya cheeky wee upstart.'

I don't regret what happened with Olivia though,' I said, turning serious again. We had some great times and I learned a lot. About sex and about myself.' 'No, you didn't lose much, apart from some proper emotional nourishment maybe, but you can start again from here, with me, as a proper girlfriend. If you want, that is...'

'If I WANT??' ...

... I jumped astride her legs, took her head, her lovely head, in my hands and started kissing it all over; lips, cheeks, forehead, top of her head, ears...

She laughed and fought me off, saying 'Hey, hey, hey, give it up. You're gonna ruin my carefully cultivated cool persona. She smoothed down her hair in an effected way, pretending to be affronted, while I jumped up and did a silly little hop jig...

'Oh I'm so happy. Look at me. From heartbreak to this in one week. That's how fickle and flighty I am. Are you sure you want to be with someone so fickle and flighty?'

'C'mere, you flighty floozy, gimme a kiss,' and she stood up and grabbed me round the waist for a snog. This was a different kiss though. It was long, slow and full of affection. We ended up just standing, holding each other, eyes closed and foreheads pressed together. Blissful. Emotional nourishment.

At length, I Iooked at her and said. 'I'd best be off Roo. Mum and Dad aren't expecting me to be out tonight, so I should get back, I suppose.' I really didn't want to, but I thought our first day together had been an absolute blast, and I didn't want to get completely carried away.

Yeah, 'course. I'm practicing tomorrow anyway.'

'Do you practice here?' I asked incredulously.

'Noo, silly, I have use of a barn, out in the middle of nowhere near Stanstead. It's been converted to a studio and there's no neighbours. It's owned by Lauren Mayberry, who's a friend from way back. You might know her band, ...