Title: She Bop

Author: Silk

Fandom: Original Characters

Pairing:  Kady/Sam

Rating:  NC-17

Email:  silkn1@worldnet.att.net

Series/Sequel:  Might be a sequel to this, yes

Date: 2/1/01

Webpage: www.angelfire.com/ny4/tinsel/

Disclaimers: Kady and Sam are original characters created by me and may not
be used by anyone else. Thanks for understanding my possessive streak. No money being made.

Summary:  Kady gets the house to herself. Rampant PWP ensues.

Warnings: F/F underage sex, kink (use of a riding crop)

This is for Tinn

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She Bop

By Silk

A girlish giggle rent the air in the all-too-quiet house.

"Ssh! Someone might hear you!"

"Is anyone home?"

Kady shook her head. She was a strikingly beautiful teenager, a curious mixture of yin and yang, hard and soft, male and female. Her dark brown hair was shorn close to the head, a silky fringe of bangs her only concession to femininity. Her eyes, on the other hand, were big and wide and perfectly shaped, their color so dark a brown as to be black.

At 16, she was on the brink of adulthood. Her mother, Madeline, who had found it her parental duty to push her towards this goal since early childhood, would have been proud to know that her daughter had finally found a partner worthy of her. Someone to bestow the gifts of her love and her sexuality upon.

That someone was Sam.

Sam was not at all what Madeline thought. Madeline thought that Sam was undoubtedly the most popular young man in high school. From what Kady had told her mother, Sam was Every Mother's Dream. Sam's parents were professionals and fairly well-situated. They doted on Sam, who was, in turn, devoted to them. An above-average student, Sam had considerable intellect, not to mention arresting good looks. Everything was perfect. Except for one thing.

Sam was a *girl*.

Kady smiled at her young lover. All of 16 herself, Sam was in Kady's class at school. They were going to graduate together. But that wasn't all they did together.

***

For once, there was no need to sneak around. For once, Fate had conspired to let the young couple have the house to themselves.

Kady was taking full advantage.

Sam, in so many ways, was Kady's exact opposite. Shy, even sweet, exquisitely feminine in appearance. She looked like something out of a fairy tale. Long waves of golden blonde hair fell loose to her waist. Her eyes were a shade that was neither blue nor green, yet vivid just the same. Of the two, Kady was by far the taller, but Sam was not short, simply petite.

"I want to have you on my bed," Kady whispered.

Sam's eyes gleamed as she dutifully arranged herself on the bed. "Do you want to undress me?"

"I want you to watch me first."

Kady turned her back and began to undo the zipper of her jacket. Once it was down, she pushed it off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. She pulled her T-shirt, black, always black, like her jacket, over head, smiling at the red lettering stenciled on the front. B-A-D.

Sam followed Kady's eyes to the word and laughed softly. "You are."

She was. She wore no bra. Her firm young breasts exposed to the air, she gave Sam a sultry look that made her nipples tingle. After licking her fingertips, she rubbed them over her nipples, one at a time, watching them harden before her eyes.

She made quick work of skimming off her leggings, even though they clung to her legs. Already barefoot, she padded over to where her jacket lay and picked it up. The leather felt cool against her bare skin as she pulled it on. Unzipped, it did little to conceal her nakedness, instead accentuating what could still be seen. Kicking off her panties, she hovered at the edge of the bed.

"You look so hot," Sam breathed.

Kady gave her a triumphant look. "Take your clothes off," she commanded.

Sam undressed slowly, feeling Kady's dark eyes devouring every inch of her suddenly vulnerable flesh. When she lay back at last, completely disrobed, Kady sighed contentedly. "You are so beautiful."

Touching a finger to Sam's abdomen, Kady said, "Your skin is so incredible. So fair."

Sam pulled Kady's hand to her mouth, sucking her finger inside, and Kady rubbed her cheek against Sam's abdomen. A moment later, Kady lay on top of Sam, kissing her, her hands splayed across the sides of her face, her right leg nestled against the vee of Sam's legs.

"Mmm, I love you, Sam."

Sam's changeable eyes darkened to an indeterminate color as she responded in kind. "I love you, K."

Kady's knee gently nudged the gate to Sam's femininity. "Ready?"

"Always."

***

Today was special. They were alone. With no chance of anyone disturbing them. Kady walked to the spacious closet that dominated one side of the room and retrieved her riding crop. An expert rider, Kady loved the irony of using the crop on her lover, much the way she would on her beloved horse. To go faster. Harder. Deeper.

There was more than one way to ride.

"Turn over onto your stomach."

Kady leaned one knee on the edge of the bed and caressed Sam's buttocks. She hefted the riding crop in the other hand, as if judging the force of the blow to come, then landed it across her firm white skin. Sam jumped, but did not cry out. Neither of them was into pain. This was just another way of making each other feel good.

"Have you been a good little girl?"

"Oh, yes, K."

Whack.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

Whoosh.

Her cheeks reddened quickly, despite the controlled force behind each stroke, no doubt due to the fairness of Sam's skin. Kady could feel the heat radiating off them and offered her relief.

"Would you like me to make you feel better now?"

"Oh, yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, please?"

Kady threw the riding crop on the bed and pulled off her jacket. All that leather combined with all that stroking had made her sweat. A tiny bead of perspiration rolled down the incline of one breast, coming to rest on her nipple. Pushing onto her knees, she shifted Sam forward on the bed. Spreading her still-warm cheeks, she blew gently, knowing that the air wafting across her skin would excite rather than cool down.

"What are you doing?"

"Something new. Let me?"

Sam relaxed her entire body all at once. "Of course. I trust you."

Lowering her face to Sam's level, Kady ran her tongue along the shadowy cleft between her buttocks. Sam squirmed restlessly. "Oh, God, that feels good. More."

Kady licked up and down and all around the puckered opening that beckoned, but she didn't penetrate it, no matter how impatiently Sam cajoled. "Oh, please, please...."

"Be patient. All good things...come...in their own good time." She smiled at how that inadvertently came out and continued her ministrations.

Gradually shifting emphasis to her lover's opening, she formed her tongue into a wedge and penetrated her. Sam's enthusiastic groans told her that she liked this. Very much. She knew that she could make her come this way, but Kady had other plans.

When Sam seemed as relaxed as she could get without climaxing, Kady grabbed the tube of lube and slicked the end of the riding crop. Slim, even slender, it was just the right size.

Poising the well-lubed tool at her back entrance, Kady bit gently at Sam's cheeks, distracting her enough to insert the crop, slowly and painstakingly. "Oh, my God." Sam sounded like she was ready to melt into a boneless, quivering mass of body parts.

"Are you going to fuck me? Oh, please, K, please say you're going to fuck me!" she whispered raggedly.

"Oh, yes. I'm definitely going to fuck you, baby, and then we're both going to come."

Sam jiggled back and forth, willing Kady to make good her promise. "Yesyesyesyes, I want to come so bad, K."

"Soon, baby," Kady said, kissing her shoulder. Just when Sam started to sigh, Kady quickly bit at her skin without breaking it, a gentle reminder to wait for her.

Turning her lover onto her side to face her, Kady began to work the crop in and out of her gel-slicked opening. "Ohhhh," she shuddered, feeling dangerously close to coming, with or without Kady.

"Hold on, princess," she whispered. With one hand working the crop, she used her other hand to spread the folds of Sam's femininity that shielded the little nub that Kady sought.

When Kady's tongue found the right spot, Sam couldn't hold back anymore. She convulsed instantly, thrusting against her mouth, and Kady was compelled to loose her grip on the crop to hold her in place. "Oh, God, K. That was fucking amazing."

Kady wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, a Cheshire Cat-like grin on her face. "Mmm, delicious. Want a taste?"

She skimmed her fingertips across Sam's still-heaving chest, tweaking a nipple in passing, giggling at her pretend-pout. Kady kissed her ardently, her own needs forgotten until now, and Sam licked at her mouth daintily, an act that was as sensual as it was artless.

When they finally broke away, Sam sighed in distress, "You didn't come, K."

Giving her lover a heated look, Kady whispered, "We have *all* day."

"Oh, my God."

"Oh, yes."

End