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Sarah woke up and stretched, her back stiff from sleeping on the unfamiliar hotel mattress. Since they had upgraded to the firm yet plush pillow top at home, she found she had less tolerance for either extreme. As expected, Nora was already awake, sitting up and reading.
“Mmm,” groaned Sarah. “What time is it?”
“It's only 8. You can go back to sleep if you like.”
“No, that's ok. I might just go stand in the shower until my back feels better.”
“Do you want a massage?” asked Nora, setting down her book.
“Maybe after? Right now it's all one big knot, and we tend to get sidetracked.”
“I blame you entirely,” laughed Nora. “I don't have anywhere I have to be today, so we don't have to rush out of the room.”
For the first time in years, Nora was not volunteering at the first aid booth. With the move to Kent, she had shifted her volunteering priorities, and gotten involved with the local Pride in STEM group. So instead of preparing for her shift, she and Sarah could get ready at their own pace, and stay for however long they felt like in the oppressive heat. And when they were done with the crowds and the weather, they had a nice air conditioned nest to return to, even if the bed was too soft and the shower too small to share.
Sarah let the hot water battle against her muscle tension, and let her mind drift. Two years ago, she had taken a gaggle of Nick and Charlie's friends to Pride as a supportive parent. She had almost not gone with them, not wanting to dampen their enjoyment, but Charlie had convinced her that Darcy needed a better mum in her life. They had certainly spent enough time at her house, and even now that the others were off at uni, she kept tabs on Darcy.
When her back finally felt like it was made of bone and muscles instead of ropes and knots, she turned off the water and reached for a towel. Oddly, there wasn't one there. She knew she had left one in reach so she wouldn't drip all over the floor. Then, she heard the giggles from the other side of the door.
“Nora, did you steal the towel?”
“Why would I ever do that? I mean, why would I want my girlfriend naked and dripping for me?”
“You are a menace when you don't have any responsibilities,” said Sarah.
“Oh no, how ever will you punish me?” teased Nora.
Sarah looked around the bathroom and noticed that while it was utterly devoid of towels, there was a new rainbow harness and a glittery pink dildo sitting on the counter. She was impressed by Nora's stealth, both in getting everything in the bathroom without her noticing, but also ordering and packing it in the first place.
“These are new. Naughty girl, buying toys without asking.”
“It's our two year anniversary, which is silicone and glitter according to the gay list. I think the hetero one is cotton?”
“It is,” confirmed Sarah, who may have smuggled a gift of her own for Nora, a little cami and sleep shorts in soft lavender cotton instead of scratchy polyester lace. At a certain phase of life, comfy was just as sexy as something being revealing. “But before we play, can I have a towel? I don't want to create a slip hazard.”
Appealing to Nora's inner safety officer was successful, and a towel was thrown through the door. Laughing, she dried herself off and shimmied into the colorful webbing. She'd never considered herself particularly adventurous but Nora had shown her so many new things.
When she exited the bathroom, she found Nora lying naked on the bed, duvet neatly folded on the floor and… a roll of tape?
“Someone has been making plans, hasn't she?” purred Sarah, striding over to the king bed, stroking the silicone cock jutting out in front of her. They had talked about bondage and rope play before, but never followed through.
“I got tape and safety scissors. We don't have to do anything, but…”
“That's right, we don't have to do anything unless I decide we are. That's the game we're playing, right? You're testing my boundaries, brat.”
Nora pinched her nipples, arching up from the bed. Sarah swatted her hands away. “No touching yourself without permission.”
Nora whined, and dropped her arms to the bed dramatically. “Fiiine.”
“Now what should I do with you?” mused Sarah, standing over her girlfriend. “Should I give you the sparkly new toy you clearly want to be fucked with? Or should I just tease you with it and eat you out instead?”
Nora's hands crept back towards her body.
“Ah ah ah, I said no touching.”
“Then you should just tie me up,” said Nora.
“But that's what you want, and naughty brats get punished.” Sarah looked thoughtfully. “I think that you're being a little bit greedy, aren't you?”
Nora frowned, confused.
“You're trying to get me to do all the work and you get all the orgasms.”
Understanding dawned in Nora's eyes. “Should I…?”
“Get up,” commanded Sarah. “I'm going to lay down and you are going to tie me up however you like, and you are going to have to work before you get to come.”
Nora scrambled off the bed, biting her lower lip and watching Sarah with awe. She lay down, stretching her arms over her head, wrists casually crossed. Nora kneeled over her face, carefully and gently wrapping them together with tape. Sarah nudged against Nora's folds with her nose, flicking out her tongue.
“Fuuuuck,” moaned Nora.
“You can fuck my face if you want. Or you can ride the dildo. But for every orgasm you get, I expect the favor to be returned.”
“Of course, lover,” purred Nora, grinding herself against Sarah's tongue immediately, teasing her own nipples. Sarah lapped eagerly as Nora gushed against her tongue, humming softly to create vibration. Nora rocked harder, her fingers coming down to circle her clit while Sarah's hands were unavailable to ring her over the edge to her orgasm.
“My turn,” panted Sarah.
Nora sat back, raising an eyebrow. “But you're all tied up. What are you going to do about it if I just ride you?”
Sarah had expected this, and trapped Nora in a leg lock before flipping them over. “Raising two boys taught me a few good wrestling moves. Had to teach Nick to defend himself.”
Nora looked at Sarah wide-eyed. “That was super hot, just so you know. Like, holy shit, having you manhandle me even though you are tied up…”
“There are far better things you could be doing with that mouth,” said Sarah, kissing Nora, before rolling over to the far side. Thank goodness they'd gone for the king bed. She spread her legs and relaxed as Nora crawled between her thighs, pushing the harness out of her way, teasing her with thrusting fingers and tiny nips, licking hard circles and then pausing again as Sarah approached the edge of her climax.
“If you want to use this strap on, you will let me come,” she gasped out as Nora brought her to the precipice a second time. Apparently that had been the correct threat, because suddenly, Nora's fingers were crooked against her g-spot, pumping fiercely as she flicked her clit on a matching tempo, and the wave of ecstasy crashed over Sarah.
Nora grinned like the Cheshire Cat as she prowled up the bed to kiss a cum drunk Sarah. “Have I earned my chance to ride you yet?”
“Mmm, definitely.”
Nora made a production of lubing up the silicone cock, giving it a teasing hand job that Sarah found unexpectedly hot, even though it wasn't actually her own anatomy. Watching Nora's thighs tense as she positioned herself, holding herself open as she lowered and stretched herself on the pretty pink cock, it was all Sarah could do to not immediately thrust up. Teasingly, Nora took her time, thighs quivering with the effort. But Sarah didn't move for her little brat, making Nora work for what she wanted.
When at last Nora was fully seated, Sarah murmured “Good girl.”
Nora was already flushed from the exertion, but the smirk told Sarah it had worked as intended. As Nora began to thrust, Sarah appreciated the new harness and toy, which instead of having the usual smooth flanged base, had a ridged texture on the side that was doing marvelous things against her clit.
“Not… gonna… last… long…” panted Nora as she rode Sarah. Feeling her own climax building, and taking pity on her girlfriend, Sarah let her hips join in the movement, the added rocking motion bringing her to completion at the same time as Nora's muscles clenched and spasmed above her.
“Holy shit,” panted Nora, falling off to the side. She reached over and gently unwound the tape from Sarah's wrists. Sarah wiggled her fingers and rolled her wrists and shoulders before bringing her arms down to hold Nora.
“Happy anniversary,” she whispered into Nora's hair.
“Mmm, I love you. We should take a nap,” said Nora.
“Love you too. And it's only nine. We still have all day ahead of us.”
“So yes nap?”
“Absolutely,” said Sarah, releasing the straps and tossing the harness to the side. They snuggled together, and Nora's breathing quickly fell into a slow and even pattern.
Sarah from two years ago, with her Proud Mum shirt and face painted teenagers could never have imagined being here, wrapped up in her lover, ready to go to Pride as an out bisexual woman. It had been such a short time, but also a whole new lifetime. She still had her friends, Priya and Susan, but now she was part of Nora's found family, with Jade and Mila and so many others. And most of all, she had a whole new community. Years of being a single mum had been exhausting and isolating, but now, with an empty nest and a full heart, it was a brand new world.