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    Planet Terror: The One With Bette’s Birthday

    Story written on September 27, 2007 by helebette.
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    Story Shortlink: https://assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=67009
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    pure fluff, and a ridiculous amount of sex for the bionic women…ridiculous…i’m blushing again…its absurd…perhaps thats the moral–too much sex is absurd–or maybe life is absurd. who knows?

     

    Helena ignored the leap into new conversational terrain, catching Bette’s meaning right away.  “Oh, is that the problem?” Helena spoke softly, caressing Bette’s chest just beside where her cheek lay. “this ugly compound.”

     

    “yeah, its just so…dreary…”

     

    Helena nodded. “I’m sorry, I did my best…”

     

    “No, no, you did great…” Bette kissed her soundly, repeatedly reassuring her. “I just wish we could go swimming in the ocean…”

     

    “Ok.” Helena shrugged. “I don’t see why not.”

     

    They lay together for a few minutes longer.

     

    “What are we waiting for?” Helena asked. “We can post guards around as we swim, if you’re worried about safety.”

     

    “No, its just…I’m not in a rush anymore.” Bette smirked.

     

    “oh….” Helena’s eyes widened as she watched Bette’s wandering hands. “So should I…”

     

    Bette nodded, ducking down to kiss her. “In a second…I’ll help you…” She rolled gently on top of Helena, caressing her sides. “Just…a quickie, before we go.” Bette laughed softly. Helena’s head fell back against the pillows as Bette trailed her tongue across her neck. She knew that her girlfriend had been turned on from the moment they took out the restraints, and she wanted to take advantage of that now.

     

    “Just there…” Helena begged for Bette’s fingers, for the release she knew would be imminent. “inside…I’m already wet for you…” Her voice became husky and low. Bette nodded, her mouth opening in a silent ‘oh’. Helena fumbled with Bette’s zipper, drawing it down at last, and reaching between her legs. Their eyes locked as Bette moved atop Helena, her lips dipping down for a kiss.

     

     

    Twenty minutes later, they walked out into the sunshine again, adjusting their clothes. They grinned at one another, holding hands as they went.

     

    “So that’s what you really wanted.” Helena said. “To give me an enormous, fast orgasm?”

     

    “For now.” Bette shrugged. “Later though, I’m going to treat you in the manner that you are accustomed to.” She wiggled her eyebrows, kissing Helena’s hand.

     

    Helena laughed. “you’re so cute…and such a guy sometimes.”

     

    “oh really.” Bette did her best impression of Helena’s accent, before sweeping her into her arms. “I see nothing particularly male about me…or masculine about what I just did to you.”

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    2. Such an eclectic birthday stash. Why are Brits (at least Helena and the ones I know) so obsessed with Canadian maple syrup? It’s a good thing Bette was able to set aside memories of horrible birthdays past and test-drive those restraints.

    3. By the way, I’m sure that Catholicism hasn’t cornered the market on sadism in the name of religion. Is it my imagination or is most of it aimed at women, both east and west?

    4. As always, it’s so cute when you blush, but I assume it’s more for the skinny-dipping than the sex. Hey, it’s Bette’s birthday and she can settle for a quicky if she wants. It’s not like there isn’t more where that came from. Maple syrup IS a mighty good thing, but that damn diabetes gets in the way of my indulging like Helena. She must have a hollow leg. Oh wait, she DOES have a hollow leg! Here’s hoping Bette’s vision is more than wishful thinking.

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