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- Cambria Marino - 01-28-2010 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v515/ ... biix-1.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> 300+ There were many ways in which Cambria was already more mature than many her age, but she did not really view herself in that manner. It was hard for her to view herself in any wholly positive or impressive light. She was modest but also incredibly unsure of herself. As far as she was concerned she did not think herself to be anything unique or special. Sometimes she could capture that feeling while in the presence of another, like her parents, or Dawali, and now here with Lolita, but once she left that person behind all the inadequate feelings came back to crash down on her and she felt small and insignificant once more. The young girl was not happy enough with herself to sustain that feeling of importance and so sadly she was dependent on the validation of other's to make her feel worthwhile. Hopefully one day that would change, but Cambria had no idea how to make that happen. Right now she could not even imagine regretting this. It felt far too good to ever lead to regret later on. She might end up being confused or conflicted, but regret would probably not be a factor. There was really nothing to regret, except for perhaps the fact that this was not happening between herself and someone she loved and who loved her. Right now though Cambria didn't know that this was often reserved between two people who were in a romantic relationship and so such thoughts did not cross her mind. Right now very few thoughts at all were crossing her mind. Feelings and sensations were all that existed for now. The new feelings kept coming as carefully prodded a finger into her. Her young body tensed at the new experience, though not out of discomfort. It was a good thing that she was with another female instead of a male doing this, for the pain would be minimized and pain was something she could not stand. Chances are if she had run into a man none of this would have been happening for she would have run away again. The girl's legs spread even wider, intrigued once again by the new touch. - Lolita Monroe - 02-01-2010 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/ ... tloops.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:400px; border:1px #5B476D solid; font-size: 10px; line-height:12px;"> 300+ words.
####Pausing at the girl's physical response, Lolita withdrew her finger slowly, resuming her touches outside of the girl's warmth. There was no need to rush something that the girl's body simply was not accustomed to yet. Forcing Cambria's body to comply would only make this an uncomfortable situation, and could lead to unhappy memories of the day. If she could ask for anything now, it would be to know that Cambria would not regret this, regret her, or even worse, hate her. So many had hated her before, and it had never affected her. The similarities between Pippa and Cambria, though, were far too abundant for her to ignore, and if Cambria hated her, then it would be almost as if Pippa hated her. That was something that Lolita would never be able to handle. As Cambria's legs spread a bit wider, she took this as a sign to move forward, and her fingers danced along the warm folds tenderly, one slipping in again, gently working the inside of her womanhood. [/html] - Cambria Marino - 02-03-2010 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v515/ ... biix-1.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> 300+ If she had known about Lolita's situation and how she had been hurt in the past it would have made the girl very sad. Someday she wanted to find someone to love her, as her father loved her mother. Relationships between men and women were all she had ever been exposed to and the thought that women could be with other women and men could be with other men had never occurred to her. So she had just assumed that someday, if she was lucky enough, a boy would start to like her and hopefully she wouldn't be too shy as to make him lose interest in her. While she didn't understand the feelings that were beginning to course through her, she knew she liked being with Lolita and she knew that a man would not be so gentle or caring with her. Cambria was a fragile creature, and needed to be handled with care. She knew not all boys were careless, but more often than not girls were much more sensitive. Nothing about this experience would be the same if she were with a boy and since this was so great she knew it couldn't feel better with a boy. The creamy Dahlian's caresses awakened an excitement in her that she didn't know existed. The finger retreated and for a moment she worried that things would stop altogether, but Lolita continued to rub her as she had been before. It was amazing how in tune the older female was to the signs that she gave off, even if Cambria didn't realize that she was giving off any signals at all. There was no pressure for her to perform and no worries that she was being in any way taken advantage of. Her red haired angel had said that she would not hurt her and the girl believed those words wholeheartedly. Even more than that, she had made her forget about the nasty, bad man and was now feeling better than she thought she had ever felt. The other was clearly flesh and blood and not some heavenly creature, but that image was still held onto tightly by the youth and it only seemed more true with each happy wave that tingled through her body. Lolita's finger once again slipped inside her and involuntarily her hips moved to greet the touch. The heat in her loins was growing by the minute and she wanted to feel more, to be touched more. - Lolita Monroe - 02-08-2010 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/ ... tloops.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:400px; border:1px #5B476D solid; font-size: 10px; line-height:12px;"> 300+ words.
####The body's responses were innate, something that really could not be controlled in such stimulating situations, especially during the first time it happened. Lolita was more in-tune with these things than some others were, and Cambria's body language was not difficult to read. She was young, inexperienced, and enjoying herself despite her earlier worries and fears. She quickened the pace of her finger, wanting the girl to feel the waves of relief soon--she deserved such bliss. Lolita did not want to overwork the girl, though, so she was gentle with her administrations. The intensity of the first time had the potential to be too much, and she suspected it might be for Cambria, based on the way she had nearly fallen over earlier before the Dahlian woman had placed her gently on her back. The trembling alone was enough to tell her that the pressure building within Cambria was intense and the result would be even more so. [/html] - Cambria Marino - 02-12-2010 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v515/ ... biix-1.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> 300+ Being alone was something the girl feared more than she could say. She didn't often think about it, for most of the time she was surrounded by her family and her pack and she was convinced that they would always be there. Some young wolves would want to leave the place they were born and search for different opportunities elsewhere, but Cambria was not among this kind. She doubted she would eve leave Crimson Dreams, and really, why would she want to? She was happy and safe there. Her family was there and the other wolves there knew her and cared for her almost as much as her mother and father did. Why would she ever want to leave and go somewhere else where the people didn't know her and wouldn't care for her right away, if ever? No, she would stay where she knew she could be happy and loved. That was what everyone deserved. Her body had taken over her actions and responses long ago, almost at the first touch that Lolita had so gently placed upon her breast. It was a new and strange state for the young Marino to be in, but she was the opposite of distressed by it. It felt nice, having her brain shut down and with it all her nervousness and worries. Right now, everything just felt good. She felt good, and every single touch that Lolita administered felt good. The girl had never known it was possible to feel the way that she was feeling now and if she had been able to find her voice she would have thanked her angel for everything she had and was doing. The speed of her finger's movements inside of her increased and Cambria moaned, her back arching as the pressure in her lower half built up to extreme levels. One of her hands reached out, wanting to touch Lolita, though the closest she could reach was her thigh. Her dark fingers clutched tightly onto that creamy leg. "Lo...li...ta..." she said in between heavy breaths, the rise and fall of her chest increasing dramatically. She was close (close to what she didn't know), but not quite there and she scooted into that wonderful light hand between her legs, silently begging for more. - Lolita Monroe - 02-20-2010 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/ ... tloops.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:400px; border:1px #5B476D solid; font-size: 10px; line-height:12px;"> 300+ words.
####Lolita did not know anything about this young girl's pack, and she did not know whether or not the pack was against same-sex relations. For Cambria's sake, the creamy Dahlian hoped that this was not going to be the case. The younger girl was very sweet, and she did not wish to cause her any form of pain, but rather, the opposite. That was all depending, of course, on whether or not the young girl even planned to tell anyone about this encounter. Lolita was not planning to. She smiled fondly at the girl's visible reactions as she worked her fingers faster still, knowing that Cambria was growing closer and closer to that moment of euphoric release. The Monroe woman did not expect Cambria to know what was happening, but that point was too amazing in feeling for it to be misconstrued, or so she hoped. In any event, she was glad that she was succeeding so completely at comforting and distracting Cambria from her earlier fears and worries. [/html] - Cambria Marino - 02-24-2010 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v515/ ... biix-1.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> 300+ Her body felt like it was overheating, her breath coming in pants. Eyes were clamped shut to keep out any senses aside from that of touch. If she took in any more than that her brain would surely explode or short circuit. The girl had had no idea that such feelings were possible and she had never felt so primal as she did in this moment. Everything was about instinct now. There was no conscious thought processes running through her mind and the only actions she made were to increase the contact and the pleasure that she was feeling. Responding to her body language yet again, Lolita's speed increased and a half-choked whine came from the girl's throat. It felt so good that it almost hurt. Her fingers held tightly onto the other female's leg while the nails of her other hand dug into the floor beneath her. Just when Cambria thought she couldn't take a moment more release came and she felt the waves of her first climax crash through her. Her hips bucked against Lolita's hand and she took a deep, sharp intake of breath. Her whole body seemed to tense with the extreme sensation and her back was arched almost violently. She couldn't say how long she existed in that state, for it seemed to stretch on forever and vanish all too quickly at the same time. With a prolonged moan the Marino girl's body relaxed, turning to jelly. Her warmth still pulsed around the creamy finger within it, the last waves receding from her form. Pink tongue hung from her mouth as she panted to re-equalize her system. If there hadn't been any thoughts before that moment there certainly were none now; she just existed. Pleasure-clouded orbs opened and looked up at her savior, her angel. She wished that she could talk, to say something, but her voice was buried somewhere deep inside now. Even if it weren't, what could she possibly say in response to what had just occurred? Hopefully Lolita would be able to see whatever she needed to in her eyes so that words would not be necessary. - Lolita Monroe - 03-09-2010 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/ ... tloops.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:400px; border:1px #5B476D solid; font-size: 10px; line-height:12px;"> 300+ words. Sorry. :<
####When it seemed that enough time had passed and Cambria's seafoam eyes settled on her, Lolita gave a small encouraging nod. Now that her job was done, it was time for their time together to end. The cream-colored woman had not been looking for companionship in the young girl, and she knew that it was entirely possible that she would never see Cambria again. It did not seem very likely that the Dreamer would come back to her, and perhaps she did not want her to, either, as she was not planning on seeking out the girl either. "You should probably be getting home now, before your family worries about you," she said with a tender, caring smile. "No one will get you now." Lolita wanted to be able to promise this to Cambria, but she knew that she could not protect her now, really, and would not be able to always. For at least today, though, Lolita would follow Cambria undetected to make sure that she would be safe on her journey to her home. [/html] - Cambria Marino - 03-17-2010 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v515/ ... biix-1.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> no need to be sorry! <3 Even to the very last, Lolita was tender and gentle with her. As her body lay there, recovering, her other hand rand down her heated form to rest and rub gently against her stomach. It felt so good and comforting that the girl sighed contently. Cambria would have honestly been content to lay there with the pale Dahlian for days, letting the world outside slip by them, but it seemed that that was not to be the case. When Lolita said that she should probably go home now, the girl wanted to protest, to say that she didn't need to go home, but she knew that she needed to. Lolita was right, if she didn't, her parents would get very worried about her so it would be best if she got going. Thankfully, all thoughts of what had happened to her earlier had vanished, and so the task seemed much less daunting than it had before. "I guess so..." she said, her tone clearly indicating there was some remorse in that fact. Slowly the girl sat up, her muscles still somewhat shaky with the intense passion they had just endured. Shyly looking back up to the fiery haired woman she spoke again. "Thank you, Lolita." There was so much she was thanking her for. For being nice to her from the start, for calming her down, and for showing her things that she had never even imagined. Cambi wanted to hug her, to cuddle up against her and not leave, but it seemed that wouldn't be appropriate for some reason. "Will I...will I see you again?" She certainly hoped this wouldn't be the only time she saw the caring, pretty female. - Lolita Monroe - 03-20-2010 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/ ... tloops.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:400px; border:1px #5B476D solid; font-size: 10px; line-height:12px;"> Suuuuuuuuuper short, sorry, to wrap up. <3 You can post again or lock it, whichever you prefer!
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