by
PridePatriot

The day 3rd class Petty Officer Shaunte Allan reported to the command, 1st class Petty Officer Katrice "Katscratch" Phillips knew this baby stud was a cat that she would have to take under her wing. They called Katrice "Katscratch" because she was known for petting the pussies and making the ladies purr. It had been fun being the playboi of studs onboard the USS Bataan, but alas her tour was less than six months from its end and she would soon be on her way to her next assignment as a drill instructor in Great Lakes, Illinois.
Much like Katscratch, it didn’t take long for word to get around about which way BM3 Allan swung. At work this 5’7 broad-shouldered powerhouse kept up with most of her male Boatswain Mate counterparts taking on all the heavy, intensive labor jobs of the ship. On her off time she cleaned up nicely keeping her dark brown hair short and natural and hitting the streets for liberty in timbs, baggy shorts, a jersey or an open men’s button up shirt with a white T-shirt underneath, gold studded earrings and a ballcap cocked to the side. Although Shaunte was considerably shyer than Katscratch, their common good looks and apparent alternative lifestyle preferences coupled with Katscratch’s charismatic friendliness instantly made them a popular duo.
In Navy culture, there are two types of people. The sexual conquerors who chase anything with a tail on board a navy vessel and the sexual conquests who spend their time on board either accommodating or avoiding the former. BM3 Shaunte Allan was a conquest disguised by the conqueror reputation of her associate Katscratch. Mostly, she just went with the flow of flirtatious attention drawn in by her own good looks and her friend's reputation. Consequently, Shaunte was included in the stories and urban legends surrounding Katscratch so that both were notorious for turning women out.
It was common knowledge that these women went for other women but the issue was taboo. Most women didn’t want to be openly associated with it, so it was either discussed in disgust or avoided altogether. The men expressed some jealousy but also held a hidden respect for these ladies who seemed to have the ability to attract and woo more women more quickly and easily than some of them.
One day while Shaunte and Katscratch were changing in one of the berthing isles, Katscratch stopped in mid sentence to speak to 2nd Class Petty Officer Salina Jameson. Salina Jameson was a little 5’3 sister who was very intelligent, mature and reserved. She usually only spoke when spoken to and this led many to believe that she was kind of uppity. Those like Katscratch, who made the step to interact with her, were pleasantly surprised to find that she was a deep sista with a sassy attitude. Her quick witted dry sense of humor helped accelerate the time on many long watches and boring duty days.
"Hey girl, whassup. What are you still doin here?"
Wearing a blue bathrobe, Salima carried a towel and a basket full of toiletry items. "Maaan! Sweetie, that’s a mufuckin question you’d have to ask my mufuckin Chief! But believe I’ll be gone as soon as I can get myself cleaned up and changed," said Salina Jameson as she passed between Shaunte and Katscratch on her way to the shower. "My couch is callin my name about now and this loony place is gettin on my nerves!"
"Aiight! Damn! Guess we need to stay out of your way today. Unless of course you need a hug or a massage or something. Just say the word and we can hook that up for you," replied Katscatch with a Kodak smile. Biting her lower lip, Shaunte silently followed Salina with her eyes
"Ummm…yea OK. Keep dreamin with that ish," hollered back Salina without even turning around.
Once Salina disappeared into the head, Shaunte whispered to Katscratch, "Hey, what’s up with her? I always feel like she’s givin me the eye or something."
"Who?! Jameson?"
"Yea. I mean, I’ll say hi when I see her around and she seems like cool people. Plus she has to know I’m lookin, but its like I’m getting mixed signals. You think she‘s like that, or not?"
"Well, if you ask me she’s definitely down like that cuz one, no sista that fine has any business being single for as long as her ass has been--especially with as many dudes as she has comin at her all the time. You would think that she would eventually say yes to somebody just so they would leave her the fuck alone! But I don’t think anybody has even seen ole girl on a date the whole two years she’s been on board. And two, you know Katscratch, if you’re a good looking female, imma flirt. With her long wavy black hair always smellin so good, those dark bedroom eyes, fat juicy lips, curves in all the right places and that phat ass…"
Katscratch paused as she hissed a big breath in through her teeth and grabbed Shaunte’s shoulder. "…I’m not gonna keep it a secret that I would love to have her on my arm for just one night with the opportunity to show her why they call me Katscratch! The thing is though, she don’t trip like the straight chicks do if I say something. She has this way of brushing off passes that leaves you thinking she might be interested but just maybe playin hard to get. She kinda gives dudes the same brush-off tho, so I guess she could be either way. But what can I say? Katscratch’s intuition says she’s straight-up family like that! She must’ve either had a bad relationship or is an extreme closet case…maybe both. But whatever her reasons, nobody male or female has been able to pique her interest on that level. Its like she’s damn near asexual or something. If Katscratch can’t hold that girl’s attention, you might want to just go on ahead and leave that one alone. Game doesn’t draw her in like the others baby sis." Katscratch adjusted the gold chain she had just fastened around her neck.
"I may not be an expert and I sure as hell can’t get in her head, but maybe game just isn’t her angle. Don‘t discourage just because you couldn‘t get with her," said Shaunte with a playful punch to Katscratch’s shoulder.
"Whateva dogg. There‘s too many ladies around to stress over that one who’s not diggin me. Come on, you ready? Lets roll out."
Shaunte continued to admire and attempt to figure out Salina Jameson’s sexuality from afar. Meanwhile, she enjoyed receiving attention from the steady flow of fast and curious girls vying for affection from her and Katscratch. It wasn’t uncommon for Salina to be in some close proximity to Shaunte and Katscratch, doing her own thing with her own people of course, but Katscratch’s charisma was something that simply couldn’t be avoided. Typically, aside from an occasional inquisitive glance in their general direction, Salima wouldn’t pay the two any mind unless Katscratch shot some flirtatious remark her way. Shaunte would subconsciously laugh a little bit louder or be a little bit wittier whenever Salina was nearby. She was only half interested in the females trying to press up into the spot next to her and hoped Salina might some day choose to join in on the fun.
When the ship returned from it’s Fleet Week cruise Katscratch and Shaunte decided to have a cookout to keep the good time they had in New York going. Katscratch shared a beach house with a couple of guys from the ship and their spot in VA Beach was legendary for good parties. The word of the cookout quickly got around in various circles, but instinctively Katscratch didn’t miss a beat for those few who might have needed a little extra convincing to attend.
Katscratch stopped Salina in a passageway. "Hey girl! Remember during Fleet Week you said you were gonna let me take you out when we got back?"
"Hmmmmm…Nah, I‘m pretty positive that never happened," replied Salina squinting her eyes and tilting her head to one side as she hugged the folder she was carrying up to her chest.
"Aww, that’s alright if you don’t remember, cuz I mos definitely do! I understand if you’d rather just the two of us chill at your place though. You can just write your lil address on my hand here…" said a smiling Katscratch as she slinked in closer to Salina with her palm out.
Salina let a smile escape that showed off her dimples before she rolled her eyes and sighed. "Thanks but ummm…I think I’ll be straight chillin at my place alone," she quipped back emphasizing the words ‘straight‘ and ‘alone’ as she gently brushed Katscratch’s hand to the side.
Katscratch merely dropped her hand back down to her side and looked Salina up and down licking her lips. "Aiight, just as long as you’re not cheatin’," she fired back arching one of her eyebrows.
"Speaking of ‘cheatin’, where is your partner in crime today? You know, the one that you’re obviously corrupting?"
"I aint even gonna try to figure out what you meant by all that, but if you’re talking about my dogg, Shaunte, that’s what I wanna talk to you about for real. We’re having a cookout, Saturday, and your presence is respectfully requested Miss Jameson."
"Is that so? You and your dogg Shaunte are having a cookout? Who all is supposed to be at this cookout? Cuz I aint tryna be in yall’s harem making some cameo appearance, getting shitfaced and carrying on at some party that could be mistaken for a dyke version of girls gone wild."
"That kinda hurt with you comin off the top rope like that," said Katscratch trying to appear indignant but cracking a smile. She knew there was some merit to Salina’s concern. "But no need to worry, this isn’t one of those parties. This is a get together for everybody. My roommates are bringin their buddies too, so there’s gonna be plenty of dudes there too if you’re into that sort of thing. We’ll have food, and trust there will be booze, but mostly we’ll just be chillin at the house playing cards and having fun."
"In that case then, it sounds like my kind of scene. Thanks for the invite and I’ll definitely plan on passin through. I guess I’ll see you….and your dogg Shaunte Saturday," said Salina with a wink so quick it could have been mistaken for a twitch, before walking away.

Salina arrived at the party fashionably late. She felt kind of nervous in the mini-T and Polo Jeans she wore, but she wanted to be in an outfit that was cool and comfortable and would accentuate her curves but also let people know that she wasn’t planning on hitting the beach for a swim. When she walked in Katscratch excused herself from her conversation and made her way to the door with Shaunte behind in short tow.
"I’m glad you made it when you did…" said Katscratch as she walked up and draped an arm around Salina’s shoulders. "…the girls gone wild camera crew just left out the back way," she whispered, giggling and leaning in towards Salina’s ear so she could be heard over the rumble of the party and music.
"Stop playin!" said Salina playfully pushing Katscratch away with the back of her hand.
As Shaunte approached behind Katscratch, Salina pushed up onto her toes and reached out to give Shaunte a hug. As they embraced Shaunte said in a warm voice, "Hey ma! I’m glad you made it!" The smell of Shaunte’s cologne knocked Salina off her toes. It was a scent she liked and had become very familiar with from her dealings with Shaunte and Katscratch. She wanted to mention it by paying Shaunte a compliment, but hesitated and only managed a "thanks for having me" before sliding her hand down Shaunte’s arm and releasing from the embrace with a smile.
"Food is over there, drinks are out back and you already know mostly everybody so please, just relax and enjoy yourself!" cut in Katscratch smiling and winking before turning and ushering Shaunte back towards the small group of people they had been talking to on the other side of the room.
Salina mingled a little even though it wasn’t really her thing then grabbed a bite to eat. Some time later when she had found a prime location on one side of the living room to people-watch she noticed a small crowd gathering around Shaunte who was then seated on the couch between one of Katscratch’s roommates and another female from the ship.
"Hey Allan! Why don’t you show us some of your moves on Dunn over there next to you?!" prompted the roommate in slightly slurred speech.Shaunte shook her head no as she took another sip from her Heineken bottle laughing. "Awww come on! We’re all cool with it here. Plus we heard about your rep. Just let us know if its true. Give us a little sample of the tongue bandit’s work!"
"Tongue bandit?!" Shaunte questioned, still drinking from her bottle as the crowd gathered near the couch began chanting, "Do it! Do it!" Rolling her eyes she leaned forward to set the bottle down on the table in front of the couch then as she leaned back she turned towards Airman Dunn placing one arm behind her shoulders on the couch and rubbing her inner thigh with her other hand as she grazed her ear with the tip of her tongue before starting to nibble on her earlobe. Following that, she trailed down to nibble on her neck momentarily before arching AN Dunn’s face by the chin towards her own and giving her a full kiss on the lips.
The entire exchange only lasted about 15 seconds but everyone gathered started cheering and slapping high fives like they’d just seen a touchdown at a football game. Some of the guys were still cheering, whistling and carrying on when Shaunte caught Salina’s eyes from across the room. Salina had a sheer look of disgust on her face and turned and walked out the back door onto the beach patio deck. When Shaunte made it through the crowd and out to the patio deck 15 minutes later, Salina was still standing there alone leaning on the rail and looking off towards the beach.
"Hey, what are you doing out here by yourself? The party is inside. Is everything OK?"
"No! Everything is not OK! What do you think you were doing in there?"
With a half embarrassed look on her face Shaunte began to explain, "We were just messin around…I dunno. Why does that have you so upset? You know how Katscratch and I roll. You never seemed to mind before, so I always just assumed you were comfortable with it."
"I know how Katscratch rolls, but I kinda thought you were different. And for the record, I’m not uncomfortable. Disappointed is more like it."
"Disappointed?" chimed Shaunte. "Are you trying to tell me you’re a little jealous? Cuz truth be told, that shyt in there didn’t mean anything! Had you been sitting in there next to me I would have enjoyed…"
"No, stop right there," exclaimed Salina, waiving her hand. "What happened in there is exactly why I wouldn’t want it to be me sitting in there next to you. You and I could never happen, because you’re too busy with all these lil girls who want to play around and experiment. You’re not ready for a serious woman who knows what she wants. And my displays of affection certainly wouldn’t just be a freaky sideshow for a bunch of drunken sailors."
In the heat of that moment, the only words from Salina that Shaunte processed were ‘you and I could never happen.’ Those words continuing to ring in her head, combined with the slight buzz she had going caused something to snap in her heart.
"Hold the fuck up," Shaunte said raising her voice. "I didn’t realize I was under such close surveillance, Sweetheart! First of all, last I checked my status, I was not booed up and free to do what I want with who I want. Second, you’ve got it seriously twisted if you think its my bag to chase after females. I aint a stalker, and I only pick and choose from the ones who come to me interested. In other words, the fly, thirsty bitch gets the dick," she said quickly and harshly, gesturing towards her crotch before turning and snatching a Heineken out of the ice chest and returning inside the house slamming the door behind her.
Salina reentered the house a few minutes later. The two of them exchanged angry but semi-apologetic glances from across the room before Salina started to make a bee line towards the front door. Witness only to the looks and not the exchange of words that took place outside, Katscratch moved to stop Salina before she got to the door.
"Nah Katrice! Just let her go, dogg." warned Shaunte, before Katscratch could take a third step in Salina’s direction.
"Aiight, but you gotta talk to me baby sis," said Katscratch as the two of them watched Salina leave. "I’ve seen that look before, so I kno some shyt just went down. Plus, you don’t ever call me by my real name so you must really be trippin over this girl or something. Tell me what’s really going on."
Shaunte proceeded to pull Katscratch into a back room away from the crowd and explain word for word her heated conversation with Salina. After laughing for almost five minutes over her ‘fly, thirsty bitch gets the dick’ comment Katscratch assured here that if she still had an interest, it wasn’t the last either one of them had seen of Salina Jameson.
"But, dogg…She said, her and I could never happen. That’s a hell of a way to find out she would have even considered the possibility. I wasn’t even sure she was family until just then, but to me those words say we’re over before we even began."
"Look, the only thing you need to take away from that lil conversation you had is that that girl has been seriously scoping you out for a minute cuz she’s diggin you. She meant yall could never happen if you were gonna keep doin random player moves like you pulled with AN Dunn in there. And you and I both know that that little display was just a snapshot in time that was totally out of character for you. Those were Heineken’s moves, not yours," laughed Katscratch as she took Shaunte’s empty bottle. "Call me crazy, but I’d say your shy ass is probably just the speed she’s been holding out for all this time. Except there is one thing…"
"One thing, what," asked Shaunte slightly annoyed by the suspenseful pause and Katscratch‘s nonchalant attitude.
"I think she’s gonna wait for you to put the moves on her. Yall two are both shy, so you should each be patient and understand where the other is coming from. But still, she’s not the kind of girl that’s gonna ever drop it like its hot right into your lap. If you really like this girl, and I’m pretty sure you do…YOU are gonna have to be the ‘fly, thirsty bitch’ to get that pussy," explained Katscratch struggling to keep a straight face.
"Awwww! I don’t believe I said that to her!" exclaimed Shaunte pulling her T up over her face.
"Don’t sweat it, dogg." said Katscratch, pulling the front of Shaunte’s T shirt back down. "Come on, we got a cookout to host. Lets go throw some spades."

At work, the dynamic of Shaunte and Salina’s relationship definitely changed, and some would say not for the better. It could be described as hostile at best, but if examined more closely one could possibly attribute the hostility to sexual tension apparent between the two of them. And Katscratch, having the inside scoop and being the good friend that she was, saw to it that their paths crossed as frequently as she could make possible, and would often instigate their quarreling. She found it comical to watch the two of them argue and bicker, if they were even exchanging words at all.
"Hey, look! There goes Salina with her fine ass!" said Katscratch as she tapped Shaunte’s arm and motioned for Salina to come join them from across the mess decks.
"Nah dogg, don’t even call her over here. I’m not in the mood to listen to her sassy mouth dog me out today," said Shaunte in a sad, defeated tone.
But by then it was too late and Salina was already on her way over as Katscratch whispered back, "Stop frontin. You know you want her over here! I’m doing this for your own good, homie."
"Hey, Salina. How’s my girl doing today?" greeted Katscratch making room for Salina at the table.
"I don’t know who you’re talking to about ‘my girl’ but I am doing just fine." said Salina emphasizing ‘I’ as she took a seat.
"You’re right, there’s so many I can see how that’s kinda vague," replied Katscratch flashing her patented cocky smile. To Shaunte’s surprise, Katscratch’s comment actually made Salina laugh. As Katscratch and Salina continued to make small talk amongst each other, a couple of females, presumably flirting, stopped to say something to Shaunte about work and pass on some quick gossip about something they’d just heard.
With a smug look on her face, Salina eyeballed one of the females from head to toe as they walked away. "Must be nice to be so fly and irresistible," she commented, briefly looking at Shaunte before rolling her eyes and redirecting her attention back towards Katscratch.
Pretending not to notice, Katscratch continued on with the conversation. "So Salina, you know I’m gonna be transferring next week, right? Can I expect to see you at my going away party…Shaunte‘ll be there?"
"Whoa! Like that’s supposed to make some kind of difference in my mind? I know she’s your dogg, and guess what…I’ll BE at your party!"
"Hey, baby girl! I’m just putting that info out there on the street that’s all," she said, smiling and innocently leaning back and putting her hands up in the air as Salina excused herself from the table.
Once Salina was gone Shaunte turned to Katscratch giving her a wide eyed, perplexed look. With a shake of her head Katscratch chuckled and said, "I know, right? That girl has it bad for you!"
"Ummm…are you for real?! We’re talking about Salina, right? Please! That girl is straight up evil to me."
"Let me break this down for you baby sis…First off, Salina is the grown and sexy type, so trust that she wouldn’t waste her time with either one of us unless she really wanted to. Secondly, I act like a player, and she humors me and treats me like I can do no wrong. YOU stumble into a situation even player-like, and she damn near cusses your ass out…" Katscratch paused to laugh at the irony before continuing. "…that’s cuz she doesn’t care what the fuck I do. She likes you, so she expects a lot more. She beats you up assuming you’re like me to make sure that you’re not. Its just like boot camp! She’s tearing you down, but she’ll build you back up too if you let her. The problem is, she’s waiting for you to make your move before she lets her true feelings come out. You two are either the only one’s that can’t see that, or you’re both too stubbornly shy to do something about it. I swear, its like watching two sheltered and ignorant virgins figure out how to fuck each other!"
"You know, you really could be right. But if you are, her attraction to me has to come out eventually. I mean, even though she’s hateful to me, I can’t hide or deny that there’s still something about her that wont let me just stay away."
"Whatever…she might drop little clues here and there cuz she‘s basically begging for you to prove you‘re really diggin her on some serious level, but don’t hold your breath for a note to check ‘yes‘, ‘no’ or ‘maybe’ on. This aint no grade school fantasy."

****Several Months later****

Katscratch still kept in fairly frequent touch with both Shaunte and Salina after her transfer to Great Lakes; although, she never mentioned to Shaunte that her and Salina still spoke. Occasionally, she would ask Shaunte about any progress with Salina warming up to her but the answer was always an emphatic, "hell no!"
Salina continued to be in the right places at the wrong times to witness Shaunte’s misleading interactions with other females aboard the ship. One afternoon, Shaunte got into a minor wrestling match with one young lady in the berthing lounge over the remote control. Salina walked into the lounge just in time to catch Shaunte with one knee on the couch and the other foot anchored on the deck. She was leaning forward supporting her weight on one hand and holding the remote out in front of her with the other. The girl was draped across Shaunte’s back with her feet dangling, reaching over one of Shaunte’s shoulders trying to reach the remote. Both Shaunte and the young lady were laughing hysterically, but froze and fell silent as they looked up in time to see Salina walk into the room.
"You’re never alone are you?" said Salina, looking at Shaunte in amazement.
"Get off me!" said Shaunte, gritting her teeth as she shook the girl from her back and handed her the remote before smartly replying to Salina, "And you’re always alone aren’t you?"
"Whatever, Big Head. I just got off the phone with Katscratch and she wants us to go to the graduation of the first boots that she’s pushed through. Apparently, it’s as big a deal for her as it is for them. Anyway, the problem is, I don’t like doing long drives by myself. She said you do, so I was wondering if maybe you’d wanna head up to Illinois together and split the driving?"
"She never said anything to me about it. And what are you doing talking to her anyway?" said Shaunte as she plopped herself down on the couch.
"This may come as a shock, but you’re not the only one she was cool enough with to talk to on the regular."
"So you mean to tell me that you’re asking whether you and I can go alone together on a long ass road trip?" askedShaunte raising an eyebrow.
"You know what…never mind. I told Katscratch she was smoking…"
"No, no, no! Hold on. I’m down. On one condition…" interrupted Shaunte.
"And what’s that?"
"We take my car and you gotta put up gas money," answered Shaunte allowing a big smile to slowly expand across her face.
"I got your gas money, damn! Cheap mutha…" said Salina holding back a smile and trailing off as she walked out of the lounge.
Shaunte tilted her head back smiling and exhaled as she threw her hands in the air in victory. In her mind she had finally won a round with Salina by accepting what seemed to be a round-about date proposal.

In conversation along the drive Shaunte and Salina discovered they had a considerable amount in common. They still stayed true to the combatative nature that each brought out of the other, but for the most part their bickering was limited to petty details. They liked the same music, but they would argue over the best songs. They were both movie buffs but one preferred wide screen while the other preferred full screen. They both loved Italian foods but debated over marinara sauce vs. alfredo sauce. Even what exit to use for rest stops was a disputed topic. And when all else failed, Salina would resort to playing the license plate alphabet game using fictitious names of women she assumed Shaunte had hooked up with.
Alas, 940 miles and a handful of rest stops later they had made it to Great Lakes. When they arrived on base and parked, Shaunte jumped out of the car so quickly she almost forgot to remove the key from the ignition. She headed directly for the parade grounds leaving Salina behind to catch up.
"Damn! You’re really in a rush to see your girl Katscratch again aren’t you?!" said Salina as she strode up behind Shaunte. "I’m almost jealous."
"Girl please! Katscratch is my dogg! My big sis!" enthusiastically replied Shaunte without slowing down even the slightest bit.
"Big sis, huh? That’s cool…cuz I wouldn’t mind havin Katscratch as a sister-in-law," said Salina in a matter-of-fact tone keeping a straight face.
That comment stopped Shaunte dead in her tracks causing Salina to almost walk right into her. She turned her head back to looked at Salina and opened her mouth as if she was about to say something, but still moments later nothing came out. Salina could see that her comment had rendered Shaunte speechless. "Come on! Move your feet! I‘m too fuckin short to be sittin way in the back at this thing!" said Salina as she walked past Shaunte who was still stunned. A smile slowly grew across Shaunte’s face and the two continued to speed walk towards the parade grounds in silence. When they reached the stands Salina volunteered to save seats to give Shaunte a chance to catch a few words with Katscratch before the parade started.
Salina casually but repeatedly glanced down at the edge of the parade field where Shaunte and Katscratch stood talking. As they spoke, Shaunte was very indiscreetly looking up at Salina over Katscratch’s shoulder, watching like a hawk with a lustful stare Salina was beginning to never expect from her. Finally, Shaunte took her seat next to Salina and the two watched the parade in silence with the exception of wildly cheering on Katscratch when she passed the color guard during the pass and review. Shortly thereafter, the anxiety became too much for Salina and she made a move to flee to the head to compose herself.
"I gotta piss! Move!" she abruptly said to Shaunte gingerly placing her hand on Shaunte’s knee for balance as she stood up then pushing it to the side and apologetically excusing herself as she climbed over other people in their row in the bleachers.
Salina stood in front of the sink staring at her reflection in the mirror and rehearsing to herself. "What!? Quit staring at me like that and say what’s on your mind…Now you’re looking kinda thirsty, why is that?" Salina snickered for a moment and then with a defeated sigh said, "Shaunte Allan, why don’t you just ask me out already?" A couple of seconds later Shaunte walked through the door. Salina froze wondering if Shaunte had overheard her talking to herself. Shaunte’s eyes caught Salina’s through the reflection in the mirror and as the two looked at each other through the mirror Shaunte stepped lightly across the room until she was directly behind Salina still standing at the sink. She delicately placed her hands on Salina’s hips as she continued to inch forward until her body was pressed against Salina’s back. Salina began to feel faint and could only think to brace herself by placing her hands along the edge of the sink.
"You‘re a real piece of work driving me to do this, but one day you‘re gonna have to explain to me how you can expect so much from such little cues," whispered Shaunte in a voice so low even Salina could barely hear. Salina could feel Shaunte’s warm shallow breath against her neck and before she even realized it, was leaning back into Shaunte who was still pressing up behind her with her lips only inches behind her ear.
Before Salina could muster a response, Shaunte dove her face down and began to suck on the nape of her neck. Still staring at the reflection of the two of them in the mirror, Salina reached back with one hand desperately attempting to get a grip on any part of Shaunte’s body she could reach. Her hand slid from the back of Shaunte’s head down to her neck where she felt the chain from Shaunte’s dogtags against her fingers. Salina grabbed the chain and in a slow, fluid motion pulled it forward guiding Shaunte’s head away from her neck and over her shoulder. The moment Salina swiveled her head around and back towards where she was pulling the chain from, the two of them were in a passionate, tongue dueling liplock.
As they continued to kiss, Salina inhaled the familiar, intoxicating aroma of Shaunte’s cologne and Shaunte wrapped her arms around Salina’s small waist, then slid one of her hands towards Salina’s pelvis and began to dip her fingers into her waistband and panties. Salina placed a hand around the wrist of Shaunte’s wandering hand to stop her. Shaunte broke from the kiss and again in a voice barely audible whispered, "Salina, if I was gonna play you I‘d still be waiting for you to come to me. Let me do what you want me to do. Let me feel how wet you are." That was the end of Salina’s resistance and she placed both hands back on the edge of the sink allowing Shaunte’s hand to continue its exploration.
Shaunte was aroused to find that Salina’s panties were already soaked and that she still had juices oozing out from between her swollen lips. Her mouth began to water, but she maintained her composure and continued her finger exploration at the same slow, sensual pace. The moment Shaunte’s middle finger grazed Salina’s clit Salina gasped and her legs began to buckle. Shaunte tightened her grip around Salina’s waist in order to support her as she seductively whispered, "Relax Shorty. " Salina looked up at Shaunte through the mirror with desire and compliance on her face, but then nervously shifted her attention towards the entrance to the head as if she expected someone to walk in. Noticing the look, Shaunte hesitantly withdrew her hand from Salina’s panties, pecked her on the neck with a kiss and said, "come on" as she grabbed one of Salina’s wrists and pulled her towards the door.
The two of them creped hand in hand down the passageway of the building and Shaunte casually turned doorknobs until they found an unlocked classroom. No sooner than they could enter and close the door behind them the two were in an embrace feverishly kissing and groping at each other. Clothes fell to the floor and Shaunte fumbled with her belt buckle with one hand as she backed Salina up towards a table. When they reached the edge of the table Salina glanced down and saw protruding from the opening in Shaunte’s boxers a thick 9 inch black dildo. While hungrily planting another kiss fully on Salina’s lips, Shaunte lifted her by the waist off of her feet and laid her down on the table so that she had one foot planted on the edge of the table with her knee up. Shaunte then grabbed Salina’s other leg at the thigh and pinned it to her waist with her forearm as she inserted the head of the dildo into the hole between Salina’s lips. Salina was so wet that all 9 inches of the dildo slid in snugly with a couple of effortless thrusts.
"Uhhhggghh…" Shaunte let out a breathy groan arching her head upwards, closing her eyes and gritting her teeth as she dipped her 9 inches deep into Salina in a single, smooth motion. She used her free hand to brush Salina’s hair away from her face and then slid it down to her chest to give her erect nipples some attention. She kept a constant hungry gaze over Salina’s body as she continued to pump the dildo all the way into Salina and then pull it out to the head, increasing speed and intensity with each and every stroke.
"Ohhhh Shaun…yessssss! Ahhh…yeah baby keep goin! You’re strokin this pussy just right! Keep hittin that spot…ahhhh! Mmmmmmmm, give it to me! You’re gonna make me cuummmm!"
Salina reached down and began rubbing her own clit as her moans and labored breathing fell into rhythm with Shaunte’s thrusts. Shaunte knew that she was close to her own climax as she continued to pump with vigor now varying her strokes and savoring the site and sounds of Salina’s glistening naked body in front of her, begging for more. But still, she was holding on to prolong the pleasure as long as possible.
When Salina was approaching another of many orgasms she reached up and grazed Shaunte’s lips with two fingers wet from her juices. Shaunte instinctively sucked the fingers into her mouth and the taste of Salina’s sex pushed her to climax. "Oooohhh…Mmmmmm! Damn girrrlllll!" growled Shaunte as she squeezed her eyes shut and pumped two more fast, forceful thrusts into Salina with her strap-on before her entire body began to shake and she collapsed on top of Salina who also had reached yet another climax. Still breathing heavily, she took Salina’s wrist and guided the two fingers she had tasted back into her mouth to finish her sexual treat.
"I’m so sorry I waited and misled you this long," mumbled Shaunte as she continued to kiss and lick Salina’s fingers clean.
"And I‘m sorry I questioned and tested your intentions this long," replied Salina talking into Shaunte’s neck and rubbing her back with her free hand. "I guess we both needed a little basic training."

The End

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