17. Anna

Anna

I wasn't sure what I was expecting when Nadia said she had an idea, but it wasn't this. Not that I was complaining.

At her direction, we pushed our beds together in the middle of the room, which given the small area, left us with about two feet on either side between the beds and the cinderblock walls.

"We're going to play a game," she said once the beds were organized. Her voice was more serious than I'd ever heard it, with a thread of command that took me completely by surprise. "The goal of the game is to get each other off without using our arms or legs."

"How are we going to do that?" I asked, momentarily confused.

She held up six fingers, then made a zero with her fingers, then held up nine fingers. "Sixty nine."

I went from zero to aroused in about two seconds.

"Let's lay sideways on the beds so we don't accidentally separate them," she said, whipping her tee shirt over her head. She looked up from unclasping her bra. "What are you waiting for? Get naked."

I'd never gotten naked so quickly in my life. By the time I'd torn off my clothes, Nadia was also naked. My eyes assessed her pale white skin, taking note of her small breasts tipped with dark red nipples, and the smooth pink pussy glistening at the apex of her thighs.

Everyone on the team had gotten a full wax done right before we got here. It wasn't for aesthetics. The team leotards were cut way higher than any of us was strictly comfortable with. We weren't bashful about our bodies, but the leotards were unnecessarily high in a clear effort to sexualize us. If you weren't careful to have the leotards perfectly aligned on our bodies, someone would get an eyeful of labia.

The official designer claimed we could perform better with our legs completely unencumbered, but it hadn't escaped any of our notice that the men's team performed just fine wearing shorts or long pants, depending on which apparatus they were competing on. The women's uniforms for all the sports at the Games were misogynist bullshit, but we were stuck with them so we tried to make the best of it.

My attention returned to Nadia when she stepped closer and wrapped her lips around one of my nipples.

"Oh my God," I gasped. My nipples had always been super sensitive. I tangled my fingers in Nadia's hair as she suckled first one breast, and then the other. When she pulled back, my nipples were hard, jutting proudly out.

"Get on the bed," Nadia instructed.

I'd never thought I'd be the kind of woman who liked to be bossed around in the bedroom, but I seemed to like it just fine when Nadia did it.

We lay side by side on the bed, kissing each other and grinding our bodies against each other until we were both panting with excitement. Then Nadia flipped around, drew my top leg away from the bottom, and slid her tongue along the outside of my pussy.

I gasped as I felt her rough tongue slide between my pussy lips, licking me up and down.

"This is a team sport," Nadia said from between my legs, making me jolt. "Or are you actually the one who's a pillow princess?" she teased.

"Sorry, that feels so good I forgot what we were doing."

I wasn't kidding either. I was already so close to coming that I couldn't think straight. All of my attention was fixed on my lower body.

Adjusting my position so that I could bend at the waist slightly, I got my first taste of Nadia's pussy. Somehow it was as sweet as she was. Or as she pretended to be, anyway. Spreading her lower lips with my finger, I explored her folds with my tongue, even as she did the same for me. I moved my upper leg restlessly, trying to get closer to her questing tongue.

I was burning up, my entire body buzzing with excitement and pleasure. Knowing that I wasn't going to last long – not this first time -- I redoubled my efforts at getting Nadia off, wanting her to come first. Shoving my tongue into her opening, I fucked her with my tongue, bringing one thumb up to slide back and forth across her clit. I felt a sense of pride when she choked out my name, and when I pinched her swollen bundle of nerves between my thumb and pointer finger while sliding my tongue along her inner walls, Nadia detonated.

"Aaaannaaaa!"

She shook against me, and I clamped my hand against her hip to hold her in place while I licked her through her orgasm.

Even as she cried and shook, she somehow found my opening, sliding one finger inside me. It went in easily, given the fact that I was practically gushing with arousal, and she quickly added a second.

She was still shaking with aftershocks when she sucked my clit into her mouth and added suction. When she twisted her fingers inside me and hit my G spot, I lost all control.

"Nadia, oh my God!"

My vision turned fuzzy, and I fell onto my back, arching off the bed as waves of pleasure rocked through my body. The movement pulled me away from Nadia's mouth, but she managed to keep her fingers inside me, helping prolong my pleasure.

When I sagged against the mattress with a deep sigh she removed her fingers and, meeting my eye, sucked them clean. I almost came again just from watching that. Nadia shifted up on the bed and lowered her head onto my shoulder. Throwing one leg over mine and an arm around my waist, she cuddled me close.

Meanwhile, I stared up the ceiling, gasping for breath and knowing that my life was never going to be the same after today.

When I finally could move, I turned my head to look at her. "Nadia?"

She looked up at me, her eyes still glassy from her orgasm. "Yeah."

"I think I'm falling in love with you."