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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.
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####There was hardly ever any love between Lolita and her partners, and while some attempted to fake it in a misplaced attempt at making her happier, the creamy Dahlian never chose to go down that path. It was highly possible she would never be in love again, but that would not stop her from doing what she did. It was too vulnerable, that feeling of love. Lolita was not willing to subject herself to such potential pain again, as she simply was not strong enough. Intimacy was different, though, and she did not think of it as something that only happened between two individuals who loved each other. Perhaps that was the reasoning behind the fact that she did not say anything to Cambria about the social connotations of what they were doing. It might have been good for her to explain, rather than simply do, but it had never seemed important in the past. All that ever meant anything, ever, were the feelings and pleasures involved with sex, nothing more.
####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.
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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.
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####Soon, this would be over and Lolita would simply be on her own again. That was okay, she supposed, even if the loneliness bothered her immensely at times. As a creature of the deceased, a woman walking when she should be rotting, the creamy Dahlian did not think it terrible that she would be alone. She truly hated the unfairness of everything surrounding her, but there was nothing that she could do. She could never ask Cambria to stay with her forever; that was not her role in the young Marino's life. As soon as Cambria's relief washed over her, Lolita would turn her back to the pack she belonged to, knowing that her duty was done. Taking care of Cambria's fears and making her feel good was all that she was needed for in this moment, so she was not upset that nothing more would come of this. She knew this to be true.
####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.
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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.
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####She could not really say whether or not she had ever anticipated leaving her birth pack before other circumstances dictated that choice for her. It seemed logical that she and Pippa would have left together eventually to make a new life, as it was obvious that most did not condone love like theirs between sisters. They could have run away together and joined a new pack, or even created their own, where they were lovers only. The bond that they shared that it was rare to find in lovers, their shared blood and parentage, would have been kept a secret from the world. Though some were very much against same-sex relationships, it was easier to find those accepting of that, rather than incest. It was too bad that their brother had found out and had been as terrible as he was, for it had caused her a great deal of grief since.
####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.
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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.
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####Just as expected, Cambria had been very close to her brink, and Lolita continued to move her finger slowly as she helped the young Dreamer ride out the wave of pleasure that had exploded from within her. It seemed more than probable that this was the first time Cambria had ever experienced and orgasm, and Lolita was unsure of whether or not the intensity of it would be too much for the young girl. The creamy Dahlian was patient with Cambria, a tender smile adorning her petite muzzle as she waited in silence. She was glad that she had been able to completely distract the girl from her worries and fears, and Lolita had no doubt that she had done just that. Trailing the hand that was unoccupied by the girl's warmth down the slender torso to rest on Cambria's stomach, Lolita gently rubbed the soft fur of her stomach with her thumb.
####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.
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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.
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####There was nothing left to say or do. Cambria was going to leave and go back to her home and her family, and Lolita would once again embrace the loneliness that followed her pathetic existence. It was alright, thought; that was the way it was supposed to be. The creamy Dahlian had been under no delusions that her life would now be different after introducing Cambria to the world of sex. For Lolita, nothing would change, although she hoped that something would change for the timid Dreamer. Perhaps this encounter would give her the ability to see past all that was frightening in life. It was a stretch, but it was always possible, she supposed. With a small nod, Lolita offered, "I do not know. I live in Dahlia de Mai, if you would like to see me," she added. She did not want Cambria to think that she had not enjoyed the day as well, but she would not make promises.
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