I hide behind their door until they come back. Harlow's feet hit the floor heavily. While they walk into the room, I pick them up and pin them to the wall. Trying not to make a thud, I pulled their hands up so I could touch them. Our lips pressed together tensely. A fire that was lit inside of me just the night before is burning brighter than before. I slowly bring my hands down their body. Down their arms to the armpits. I pulled my hands into their flannel, so I could feel Harlow's bare skin.
Harlow had a black crop top that made their boobs almost stick out. They didn't have a bra on. It's almost like they knew this was gonna happen. It really turned me on. My hands danced down their shirt. I pulled the top up playfully exposing their boobs. I press my body closer to Harlow. My hands go lower as I make sure they keep their hands up. I pull away. I study their curves as I reach their sweats. I pull them low on their waist before completely pulling them off. Harlow looks down at me worried as if something bad would happen. I pull down their light blue panties. I stick my finger in their clit, pumping it slowly. They let out a soft moan.
"Faster," Harlow moans quietly.
I followed their command, pumping vigorously. They pull their hands down to grab something, but I push them back up.
"Fuck," they whisper.
It felt so good to be in control of them. To watch them "suffer" the pleasure. They moaned louder. They looked so sexy. I pressed my mouth against theirs. They pulled their hands down again and pushed me onto the bed. They stopped kissing me.
"One sec," Harlow said, pulling up the mattress.
"Hurry up," I giggle.
"I made a box of stuff." They told me.
"Eat this," Harlow said.
"What the fuck is that?"
"Shh," they whisper, "it's an edible."
I pop it into my mouth.
"It will take a while to kick in, but when it does it feels like you're in heaven."
Harlow pulled out a smaller box and opened it. It was a small purple item. A vibrator.
"Shit," I laughed, "it's about to go down."
They grabbed the last two items from the box. A pair of handcuffs, dollar store quality but still needed a key. Lastly, a piece of rope. They cut the rope in half. I pulled off my shirt, leaving me with just my bra.
You could hear Harlow's mom watching a movie in the meteor room. She would never hear us.
They handcuffed me to a bar they had on their wall. They put a chair underneath me.
"I offer free lap dances." They giggle.
They sit down on top of me facing away. They lean back and reach for my hands and lightly pull down. Harlow leans down, with her waist in the same spot, and touches the floor. She grabs the feet of the chair and grinds on my lap. I lean my head back thinking about how much pleasure was running through my body. I looked down at her ass that was in my face. I leaned my head down as far as it would and licked them. They look up moaning my name. Harlow sits up and sits facing towards me. They grind on my lap pushing more force against me and the wall behind me. Harlow pushed downward making me have butterflies. I moan softly. I feel like the world revolves around us. They change positions again with their hands on the floor using my body and the chair to hold her up. They push their hands up until their head is where my pussy is. Now theirs is where my head is. It looks like a 69. They grind on me. Slowly.
"Fuck me," I moan.
They get down, uncuff my hands, and pull me onto the bed. I pulled down my pants. They grabbed my wrists and handcuffed them around her bed frame rails. They grabbed the pieces of strings and tied one on each foot and the other end to the bed. Harlow practically made a homemade sex swing.
"You had your fun, now time for mine." They whispered lustfully which made me wet. They threw the key across the room.
They kissed me with great passion. Leaning over her contraption to feel my boobs. They lead their mouth down my skin to my pussy. The moist feeling made me moan loudly.
"Careful," they warned, "the louder you get the harder it will be to get quiet."
They sucked with great force. It felt like Harlow was inside me. They stuck their tongue in. I quiet my tone whilst moaning more.
They went deeper and deeper. I couldn't move my hands or legs which made the moment better. The amount of pleasure going through my body was like a river. They stopped and stuck in their fingers.
"Fuck," I whisper, "aw fuck me."
They bump up the pace and pump their fingers to a more vigorous one. They grabbed the vibrator with the other hand. They turned it on and placed it on my clit. I was a moaning mess. It was so hard to keep quiet. Then, the edible kicked in. We both were dazed. Harlow pulled their fingers out and let me feel the pleasure balance out. They pushed the vibrator deeper into me. I pull on the handcuffs.
"Bad girl," Harlow giggled.
They got on top of me and rubbed their pussy on me. I moaned as they kissed me. It felt like heaven, like they said it would. The vibrator was still going in between us. They began letting out soft moans in between kisses. I gripped the rail that I was stuck to. The vibrator went deeper and deeper into me with each grind they did. I started cumming. They stopped to lick it up. I couldn't stop.
"Harlow," I moaned their name.
"Arden," they responded.
They lifted their pussy over me up to my face. They laid it on top of it. I moaned loudly but Harlow covered it up with their pussy. They grinded on my face. I moaned as they turned the vibrator up to high.
"Faster," I shouted, "fuck me, faster."
They picked up the pace. I could tell they were on the edge of cumming. I stuck my tongue up there. They tried to go as fast as the vibrator. I sucked their pussy. It oozed out of her as I tried to drink it like a smoothie. They moaned with satisfaction. I felt the edible stronger than before. They took out the vibrator.
They untied my feet, and dug around for the key to the handcuffs. They uncuffed me and I pushed them down onto the bed.
"You're not gonna move like you made me."
I cuffed their hands. I kissed them passionately whilst grabbing the vibrator. I placed it on their clit to the highest setting.
They squirmed, "no no." I teased.
I pressed my pussy on top of them and the vibrator. I moaned softly. They moaned louder than me. I heard heavy footsteps.
"Fuck me," they begged, "fuck me faster."
I went faster. Somebody stood outside the door.
"Open this fucking door now!" Harlow's mom yelled.
She managed to twist the lock, walking in on our pleasurable gay sex. I quickly untied their feet and hands. She was so upset that she started cursing in a whole other language.
"Qu'est-ce que tu penses faire Daniela!," Harlow's mom yelled in what I think was French, "Ous savez qu'être gay est un péché contre Dieu et dire baise-moi oh mon Dieu baise-moi avant le mariage est un péché mortel! Tu devrais avoir honte!"
I sat there naked and embarrassed.
"Je t'envoie dans un camp de conversion, fais tes valises"
She closed the door. I got dressed, Harlow still sat there rethinking their life's decisions.
"She's sending me to a conversion camp." They cried softly.
"What?!" I yelled cluelessly.
"They change your sexuality!" They yelled. I hug them tightly.
"I definitely won't see you for a long time." They pout, "a mental hospital and conversion camp!"
"I'm so sorry," I kiss them.
I wanted to cry. They were my best friend, and so far my significant other. But it wasn't my place. They were in denial and needed my support.
Her mom opens the door again with deep curves of anger on her face, "Qu'est-ce qu'elle fait encore ici!"
Harlow signals me to get out of there, as she sneakily stuffs the pride flags under the mattress. I dash out the window.
"Qu'est-ce que c'est? Un drapeau de fierté ? Quelle disgrâce!" I heard a hard slap, "Tu as de la chance, je te veux même comme fille!"