Rose Meets Her Violet

It was a beautiful day out. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the flowers were all in bloom. Rose loved spring. The energy made her feel alive. You could see the joy radiating from her as she walked down the street. It almost seemed as if she was floating.

Lydia was putting the last of the morning’s flower deliveries in the back of the van we she saw her. It was if the entire world stood still for a moment. The most gorgeous woman she had ever seen was coming down the street heading towards her. The beauty and confidence were palatable. Her breath left her for a few moments. She was pretty sure her chin dropped, and she might have been drooling just a little when she felt the bouquet drop.

The flowers cascaded around her, and she dropped down to pick them up. As she was frantically gathering the blooms she looked up to find someone helping. Her eyes caught a glimpse of the deep brown beauty looking up at her. It was her. The woman. “I drop things too.” She remarked, as she handed Lydia a handful of stems. “I’m Rose.”

Lydia blushed. “It’s Lydia. I guess I got distracted.” She somehow blushed even deeper.

“You are adorable when you blush.” Rose winked, before handing her the flowers and skipping away.

Lydia was distracted the rest of the day. She couldn’t get those eyes out of her head. She finished her deliveries and headed back to the shop to make some more arrangements after lunch. She was neck deep in carnations in the back room when she heard the bell ring as someone entered the shop.

“Do you have any corsages?” Lydia recognized the voice immediately. It was her. Rose. “I met my future girlfriend today and I would like to bring her one before I take her out for coffee tonight.”

Lydia’s stomach dropped. She hid the disappointment in her voice as she directed Rose to the refrigerator towards the back of the store that had the premade corsages in it. “We have plenty to choose from over here.”

“What’s your favorite?” Rose asked. Lydia pointed out a sweet pink and purple one she had made earlier. It had violets in it. She loved violets. Their eyes met again. She loved those eyes. She wished that she was the girl Rose was buying it for. Who knows, maybe they wouldn’t last, and she would get her chance. “That’s perfect!”

Lydia checked her out, trying to hide her disappointment. She slid the flowers across to Rose who immediately opened the plastic container and began pinning the flower to Lydia’s shirt.

Lydia looked up, blushing, a huge smile brightening her face. “So, where can I take you for coffee?” Rose asked, smiling mischievously.

The date had gone beautifully. Rose was as interesting as she was beautiful. Lydia loved her attitude, her values, her passion, and that way she giggled about everything. Her laugh was infectious. Her lips were entrancing. Her eyes cast a spell over her that made her want to do whatever it took to keep this woman smiling for the rest of her life.

“Do you want to come to my place and see my plant babies?” Rose asked. “I have the cutest little string of pearls hanging in my bedroom window!”

“I would love to!” Lydia gushed. She really would love to for so many reasons.

As they walked into the door together Lydia melted. Rose’s apartment was almost as beautiful as she was. It was full of greenery and smelled like chocolate chip cookies and happiness. Rose led her into the bedroom where the floral comforter and soft throw pillows beckoned to her. “Here it is!” Rose exclaimed, showing her the little succulent with pride. I’ve had it six months. Do you think it’s getting enough sun?”

Lydia nodded. “It looks super healthy. You’ve done a great job taking care of it!”

“Would you be interested in me taking care of you?” Rose asked, bringing her finger under Lydia’s chin and raising her head just a little.

“Uh huh,” Lydia managed to squeak out. Her stomach had dropped again, but for a very different reason. She was blushing again as it happened. Those soft, soft lips found hers. The kiss felt like the lap of the ocean on your toes as you dip them in for the first time. It started so gently, a powerful magic that tickled and enticed before it drew her deeper, ever deeper into its powerful depths.

Lydia found herself opening to Rose. First it was her lips, then her tongue, then her hands. Before she knew it, they were in the bed. The softness under her and Rose on top. Their clothes seemed to fall off them, a sacrifice to the blooming passion taking place in the light of the afternoon. Rose was very gently and deliberately exploring every inch of her body with her mouth. As she gently nibbled at her ear before tracing her lips along her neck and down her collarbone, a moan escaped Lydia’s mouth. Her lips reached out to Rose’s, kissing her back, falling deeper and deeper into her passionate spell.

Rose pulled away from the kiss and continued to work her way down Lydia’s body. She felt so soft and good beneath her. Her skin was so smooth, and the noises she was making were such a beautiful pleasure song. She gently cupped Lydia’s right breast in her hand as she slowly kissed around her nipple before taking it into her mouth to suck. Lydia’s eyes rolled back into her head as she moaned. Rose slowly traced the fingers of her other hand down Lydia’s body until she reached her sex. As she brought her fingers between her lips she found the wetness she was looking for.

This time it was Rose who moaned around Lydia’s nipple. She was so wet. She made sure her fingertips were lubricated and began to trace slow circles around Lydia’s clit as she sucked and licked at her nipple.

Lydia had never felt anything like this before. She had only been with men and none of them had ever been this soft and gentle. This beautiful goddess on top of her was making her feel things that she had never felt before. Her heart was soaring, and her body wasn’t far behind. She knew just how to touch her. Her fingers were so soft, but so damn precise. She felt the feelings building within her. She knew that if Rose kept this up it wouldn’t be long until she lost control.

Rose noticed Lydia stiffen beneath her and glanced up at her eyes. She looked nervous. She gently wrapped her arms underneath her, pulling her close. “You okay?” She asked. “Am I moving too fast?”

Lydia was almost startled as Rose stopped touching her. She would have panicked if she hadn’t been immediately wrapped in the most comforting embrace she had ever felt. “No, I’m very, very good. I don’t want you to stop.”

“I want you to be comfortable. If you need me to stop at any time, just say ‘red’ or tap three times. I will never, ever be mad. I don’t want to do anything you don’t want to do.”

Lydia took a deep breath in. She felt safe and comfortable. “Thank you,” she said, drinking in the safety of her partner’s embrace as she reached up for her lips. She wrapped her arms around Rose this time, kissing her deeply while she grabbed both of her breasts, rolling her nipples between her fingers. She rolled on top this time. Her body felt so good against the skin of her new girlfriend. She took her time touching and kissing until she was able to slip her fingers into Rose’s rose.

Rose was just as wet as Lydia. Lydia couldn’t help herself as she knelt down and buried her mouth in Rose’s mound. She tasted so good. Lydia realized that this intoxicating fragrance was going to be her new addiction. She dipped her tongue into her tunnel, savoring the taste of her new lover before slowly tracing her tongue upward. She flicked it over Rose’s clit gently a few times before licking her deeply, over and over and over again.

Rose felt herself nearing a climax. Lydia’s tongue felt so good against her. It was like she knew just how to – “Oh my god!” She screamed as Lydia put her whole mouth around her clit and began sucking. The orgasm hit hard as Lydia slid two fingers inside of her, rubbing her from the inside while her mouth kept sucking. Every time Rose thought she was coming down Lydia seemed to draw more out of her. Her legs were shaking as Lydia finally let her come down, planting gentle kisses all around her lips before coming up to kiss her mouth.

Rose tasted herself on Lydia’s tongue as they kissed. She was still breathless and floating as their mouths entwined. Her fingers found her lover’s clit again, now swollen and protruding. She had just learned something she wanted to try, and wasn’t willing to delay any further. She rolled over on top of Lydia and quickly went to work on her clit with her mouth. She licked and tasted her new lover greedily as she worked two, then three fingers inside of her. She loved the look of her clit, protruding from its hood, pink and swollen, ready for her attention. She put her mouth over this beautiful button and licked it up and down a few times before she started sucking.

Lydia was lost now. All she felt was Rose. Her body, her breath, her tongue, her fingers. She was thrusting against her new, trying to drive her fingers more deeply inside of her. Rose felt her need and thrust back, working a fourth finger inside. Her hands were small, and Lydia was hungry. She tucked her thumb into her hand and began working herself into Lydia a little bit at a time as she continued to suck her clit. They fell into a rhythm of sucking and thrusting. Roses hand went deeper and deeper into Lydia’s pussy until her whole hand was inside.

Lydia felt everything. It felt so good. She loved the feeling of fullness and her lover’s lips on her. The sensations were overwhelming, and it hit her hard. The orgasm came from within her and she screamed when it hit.

Rose felt the muscles contract around her hand first. Lydia’s body went stiff and she began to tremble as she hit her peak. She wrapped her free arm around Lydia’s waist, holding her in place as she rode her orgasm, still thrusting against the hand inside of her. She rode wave after wave of pleasure, as Rose continued to suck her clit, progressively more gently. As she came down, she slipped her hand out of her and worked her way back up her body until she could wrap her arms around Lydia, kissing her softly on the forehead. This was the start of something wonderful.