Disclaimers and Warnings:
This is a little "plot? what plot?" piece I wrote while procrastinating over producing a term paper. It is my first effort just to see if I could do it. You be the judge. Thanks to Beta readers in American states beginning with "A" who for obvious reasons wish to remain nameless. There is lots of explicit sex between girls, bad language (really bad) and other licentiousness so therefore the obligatory disclaimer follows...oh and by the way its uber, unter, ober, whatever.
This story depicts a love/sexual relationship between two consenting adult women. If you are under 18 years of age or if this type of story is illegal in the state or country in which you live, please do not read it. If depict ions of this nature disturb you, you may wish to read something other than this story.
And also the other obligatory disclaimer re the characters, although I couldn't see MCA/Universal or Renaissance wanting to claim this version of the warrior princess and the bard.
Xena, Gabrielle and any other characters featured in the actual TV series are copyrighted to MCA/Universal and Renaissance Pictures while the rest of the story is my own.
This is in homage to Katrina and D Joan Lieb who I think write the sexiest stuff on the xenaverse.
Finally thanks to my gal pal who got me hooked on this fan fic stuff
in the first place
Comments to : Karen Malevich
Gabrielle juggled the key card for the hotel room shifting her briefcase and laptop into one hand while she inserted the card. Before she had time to turn the handle the door was flung open.
“You're late.”
“Sorry Xena the traffic was…”
“Get in here.”
Gabrielle entered the room but had no time to take in her new surroundings.
Xena moved swiftly behind her, taking Gabrielle’s belongings from her hand and putting them on the floor. Xena pressed her body against Gabrielle’s back reaching around her waist undoing the top button of her jeans and lowering the zipper.
She slid her hands inside the blonde woman’s clothing pushing her jeans and underwear down until they were mid thigh.
“Bend over,” she commanded. “…Hold on to the chair.”
Gabrielle moved as directed, resting her elbows and forearms flat on the seat of the wooden chair Xena had indicated.
“Legs further apart, I want to see you.”
Gabrielle took a deep breath and blinked trying to adjust to the rapid turn of events and trying not to think about how exposed she felt. Xena still behind her, savored the sight of her smooth round ass, the defining crack, the velvety textures of her cunt.
“You look good…I bet you taste better.”
Xena knelt behind Gabrielle and extended her hand, stroking her buttocks, then running a finger down her crack, pausing to press into her asshole, rimming it slightly.
Gabrielle clenched her buttocks instinctively.
“Don’t move. I'm calling the shots not you.”
She stilled her movement, trying impossibly to relax her muscles in the charged situation. Xena’s exploration continued, the finger still pressed slightly in Gabrielle’s asshole. She withdrew it and moved her hand further down, spreading Gabrielle’s vulva, opening her fully. Gabrielle was already wet, and Xena used the slickness to slide her hand past the opening of her vagina, instead zeroing in on her clit.
“Do you want to come quickly the first time?”
The implications of the question were not lost on Gabrielle.
“Yes, please.”
Xena smiled to herself in anticipation of what she knew was going to be a great afternoon’s work.
She smoothly rose to her feet from her kneeling position and curled her body around Gabrielle’s bent form. She moved slightly to her left, her right arm moving down the smaller women’s body. Her hand, two fingers extended, quickly reasserting itself between Gabrielle’s legs. She stroked Gabrielle’s clitoris firmly, then planted her fingers at its base and moved them creating small intense vibrations intended to bring about orgasm fast. Her technique worked and within a few minutes Gabrielle was rocking against Xena’s hand groaning loudly.
Xena decided she would allow the movement this time and intensified the speed of her fingers, moving slickly and persistently against Gabrielle’s sensitised flesh. Gabrielle groaned again, her body tensed then gave over to the contractions of her orgasm. She could feel the sweat on her body under her dishevelled clothes.
“Very good,” Xena praised, “now get naked and get on the bed, phase two is about to begin”
Gabrielle slowly rose to a standing position still feeling a sense of post orgasmic lassitude.
“Move it Gabrielle, I won’t ask again… and make sure your knees are bent and your legs spread.”
Gabrielle quickly removed the jacket and t-shirt she was still wearing while simultaneously stepping out of her shoes and her jeans, which were by now around her ankles.
She walked towards the bed reaching around to undo her bra.
“Leave it on for now.”
Gabrielle lay on her back and spread her legs as wide as they could comfortably go raising her knees as she did so.
Xena appraised the sight stretched out on the bed in front of her. Gabrielle was a sight for sore eyes. Blonde hair fanned across the pillow, green eyes apprehensive but full of desire, pale but flushed skin, firm body, black bra, ruby red cunt open and ready.
“You’re a pretty little thing, I’ll give you that,” Xena snickered at the understatement. “Play with your tits for a bit while I get ready.”
Gabrielle eyed Xena speculatively but moved her hands to her breasts, cupping them in her hands, then massaging them firmly through the sheer material of her bra.
“Wet your nipples and attend to them …hard.”
Gabrielle did as she was told, licking her fingers sensuously then dragging the moisture down, sliding her fingers inside her bra, circling the crinkled aureoles of her nipples. She then grasped her nipples pinching them, pulling on them firmly. Her hips began to grind in to the bed in response to the sensations in her breasts, her eyes closing.
“Keep your eyes on me, Gabrielle.”
Xena moved to the foot of the bed and began stripping off her own clothes, her eyes boring into Gabrielle’s as she did so.
Slowly she undid the buttons on her silk shirt, its vivid blue standing out against the newly exposed tanned skin, eventually sliding the garment down off her broad shoulders. Her breasts were immediately available for Gabrielle’s view, Xena never bothering to wear a bra.
Gabrielle inhaled deeply, absorbing Xena’s beauty. Xena’s hands slid smoothly down and over her own hips enjoying the feel of the tight leather mini skirt. She reached behind and undid the zipper, then slid her hands between her skin and the waistband of the skirt, gently easing it down over her hips, all the time fixing Gabrielle with her blue-eyed gaze.
“Keep on with your tits Gabrielle, don’t disobey me and don’t stop until I say.”
Gabrielle, transfixed by Xena’s undressing, had stopped her ministrations to her breasts. Quickly she resumed the sweet self-inflicted torture.
Xena’s skirt had now gone the way of her shirt and she stood naked except for a surprisingly prosaic white thong. Tiring of the strip tease she quickly removed it, dropping it negligently to the floor. She stood now fully naked, blue eyes framed by dark hair, long lean limbs, full breasts and perfectly shaved pubic area.
Xena stood confidently showing off her body but nonetheless enjoying Gabrielle’s appreciative stare. Xena raised an eyebrow and considered her next move.
“Hands above your head.”
Gabrielle complied, the movement stretching her breasts upwards, her left nipple popping out above the black bra.
Xena took a breath and posed a question
“Dildo or tongue?”
Gabrielle appeared to be considering the question and about to state her preference but Xena got in first
“The question was rhetorical, Gabrielle… Dildo I think.”
Xena turned from the bed walked to the other side of the room and opened a drawer. She picked up the nylon harness and silicon dildo. A middle size bear’s dildo she thought, enjoying the inane joke, not too big and not too small. One thing was for sure, she knew that Goldilocks was going to get a good taste of it. She returned to the foot of the bed again fixing Gabrielle with her gaze as she deliberately and efficiently put on the harness and dildo. Xena felt good and enjoyed the feel of the base of the dildo against the smooth skin of her pubic area.
Xena moved towards Gabrielle, kneeling in the space between her still spread legs. Gabrielle was clearly in a state of high arousal having already come once and as a result of the previous few minutes’ preparations.
Xena idly reached out a hand and almost asexually stroked Gabrielle’s sex, ignoring the intense reaction it was causing the blonde.
“Hmm…. You do taste good,” she commented, after withdrawing her hand and licking her fingers. “I think a good old fashioned fucking is in order…don’t you?”
Xena shifted backwards off the bed again standing at the foot of it. She leaned over and grasped Gabrielle by the hips, pulling her down the bed until her ass was resting on the edge. Xena pressed her hands against the inside of Gabrielle’s knees pushing her legs wide apart. The bed was high so Gabrielle had to stretch to get her toes to reach the floor.
Xena leaned down, bending her knees so the dildo rested at the entrance to Gabrielle’s cunt. She grasped the dildo and inserted its head just inside Gabrielle, who instantly clenched her buttocks, thrusting towards the toy, trying to get it further inside her.
Gabrielle’s enthusiastic response was not lost on Xena, who, leaning forward, wrapped her arms around Gabrielle’s upper thighs and lifted her ass off the bed and towards the cock. Xena’s hips were still, the dildo not yet fully penetrating.
“Talk to me Gabrielle, tell me what you want. You’re usually good at talking.”
“God Xena, fuck me, fuck me hard, fuck me now.” Gabrielle put particular emphasis on the last part of the phrase, but still Xena did not move.
“Tell me again, politely this time.”
“Oh please Xena, I need your cock in me, please fuck me, god… please.”
Gabrielle was almost breathless with want.
Xena chuckled audibly enjoying her power over the aroused woman lying in front of her. She paused for a few more seconds, an eternity to Gabrielle and then thrust her hips forward the dildo easily sliding into the well-lubricated woman. Having driven the cock home again Xena waited.
“Tell me, Gabrielle.”
“Fuck me, fuck me, god - just fuck me, please….” Gabrielle was thrusting against Xena forcefully trying through sheer will to get Xena to move, to get what she needed.
Xena smiled again and very slowly began moving her hips, long deliberate strokes, almost withdrawing the cock completely before slowly inserting it fully again.
The pace was nowhere enough for Gabrielle.
“Faster, please…. Xena.”
“All good things come to those who wait, Gabrielle,” Xena replied as she continued the slow forceful strokes. “You’ve had it fast, this one’s going to be long and slow.”
Xena continued the deliberate movements for some time, the steadiness of her rhythm almost hypnotic. She knew just how to keep Gabrielle in a high state of arousal without shifting her into higher gear towards climax.
Gabrielle was moving her head from side to side, her body covered in a sheen of sweat. Her hands and toes clenching and unclenching as she absorbed Xena’s thrusts.
Xena finally decided that the woman in front of her was about at the limits of her arousal and had had as much as she could take without the promise of release. She also knew that Gabrielle liked to talk dirty. She decided to change tactics and bring this gig to a close.
Xena still holding Gabrielle’s thighs moved forward onto the bed pushing her back up towards the headboard. She stretched out on top of Gabrielle taking most but not all of her weight on her elbows positioned either side of Gabrielle’s shoulders. She had made sure that the cock had stayed inside Gabrielle and as Xena increased the tempo of her hips, Gabrielle looked at her hopefully.
Xena lowered her head so she could whisper in Gabrielle’s ear.
“You are just a cunt Gabrielle, a cunt filled by my cock, you’re wet for me, a wet cunt that’s all and I can fuck you all night if I want.”
Gabrielle groaned, the language and the increased speed of the dildo inside her was driving her wild.
“Yes Xena…. I’m your cunt fuck me just fuck me fuck me hard….”
The two women’s bodies moved together, Xena’s buttocks working, moving, pumping, skin sliding against skin, lubricated by the sweat they were each generating, a variety of sounds filled the room. Gabrielle’s groans were interspersed with some more choice language, Xena’s pubis forcefully slapping between Gabrielle’s legs, Xena grunting softly keeping up her movements.
Xena finally felt Gabrielle tense under her, her whole body rigid, her breath held.
Xena kept up the movement, by now short fast thrusts, nothing fancy.
Gabrielle violently expelled her breath.
“Xeeenaaaaaah, oh God….”
Right on both counts thought Xena smugly.
Xena slowed then stopped moving altogether, holding Gabrielle tightly, she felt the slight movements of the dildo against her pubis and knew that Gabrielle’s cunt muscles were still contracting around it as she came down to earth.
Gabrielle reached around and grasped Xena’s buttocks pulling Xena into herself tightly making sure that Xena didn’t withdraw too soon.
Nothing in fact could have been further from Xena’s mind and having given Gabrielle a minute or two's recovery, she grasped the smaller woman by the shoulders and rolled them both over. The end result of the manoeuvre was Gabrielle on top astride Xena the cock still deep within her.
“I want you to come again, now, but you can do the work this time.”
Xena pushed Gabrielle into an upright position and thrust her hips upward to get Gabrielle started again.
Gabrielle almost gingerly began rocking against Xena sliding up and down the silicon toy.
As soon as Gabrielle had settled into an even rhythm Xena reached her hand forward and slid her fingers through Gabrielle’s soaked pubic hair and began massaging Gabrielle’s clitoris. The movement bought instant results and for the third time in the forty minutes since she entered the hotel room Gabrielle came.
Gabrielle let out a long deep breath and looked down at Xena stretched out on the bed, her hands folded nonchalantly behind her head.
“Was it good for you?” Xena asked sarcastically.
“Bitch,” replied Gabrielle, cheerfully.
Xena raised an eyebrow and considered the time another fifteen minutes or so….
Appetiser, entree… time for dessert I think.
Before Gabrielle quite knew what was happening Xena had sat up and carefully lifted Gabrielle off her lap and laid her back down on the bed.
“Xena, I don’t think I could…”
“Quiet Gabrielle, not everything is about you – it’s show time.”
Xena quickly removed the dildo and its harness and dropped them on the floor.
She then reached around behind Gabrielle’s back and unhooked her bra, amused at how wet it was. She swiftly pulled it off her. Xena paused and eyed Gabrielle’s breasts thoughtfully, now that they were fully exposed for the first time.
“They are nice,” she said, as she leaned down and firmly bit each nipple.
Gabrielle yelped.
“Well, at least they enjoyed it,” said Xena, indicating Gabrielle’s now very erect nipples. “Anyway, that’s not the point, if you’ll excuse the pun. This is what I need,” she said, indicating the bra.
Xena moved and sat astride Gabrielle’s waist, gently slicking her own moist cunt against Gabrielle’s firm abdominal muscles.
Xena grasped both of Gabrielle’s hands shifting them above her head.
Swiftly she used the bra to tie them together and to secure them to one of the slats of the wooden headboard. Xena reorganised her position so she was kneeling, her legs astride Gabrielle’s upper torso, Xena began playing with her own breasts much as she had commanded Gabrielle to do earlier, cupping them, massaging them, pulling at the nipples. Gabrielle thought briefly about testing whether her bonds would hold her but then lazily decided she would just lie back and enjoy the view above her.
Xena slowly slid her hands down her own body, skimming her smooth damp skin, slowly but surely her hands reached between her legs and with the fingers of her right hand she parted herself and, using her left, she began stroking her clitoris.
Gabrielle had a perfect view. Xena’s beautiful cunt, moist wide open, clitoris being stroked by long fingers, long arms, biceps squashing her breasts together.
Xena was enjoying putting the show on, knew that this was a particular treat for Gabrielle. Xena’s body was now rocking.
Her hand moved further in and under herself and she inserted two fingers and began pumping them in and out while firmly massaging her own clitoris. Despite the attention her body had received Gabrielle was getting turned on again and began rocking her own hips in time with Xena’s movement above her. Xena smiled having got the result she wanted and gave in to the sensations in her own body allowing herself to climax quietly.
“What did you think of dessert?”
“Good but I’m hungry again.”
“God, you are always hungry… anyway its nearly two, you’ve got to get back to work don’t you? Time's up, Gabrielle.”
“Five more minutes won’t be noticed. Anyway, I am the boss.”
“Five minutes, huh?”
Gabrielle nodded.
Xena swung one leg smoothly over Gabrielle, much as she might dismount a horse and again moved to the foot of the bed. She knelt down on the floor. Roughly she pulled the still bound Gabrielle down towards her so her arms were stretched out fully. Xena grasped Gabrielle’s thighs firmly. The woman was now immobilised and Gabrielle’s cunt was within inches of Xena’s mouth.
“Five minutes, you say?”
Xena lowered her head, licking the inside of Gabrielle’s thighs, which were sticky from her cunt juice. She swiftly moved to her target running her flattened tongue the length of Gabrielle’s sex. Gabrielle quivered but really could not move.
Xena’s tongue inserted itself inside and sought out Gabrielle’s well worked-over clitoris. The muscles in Xena’s tongue and neck tensed as she began licking and sucking, her saliva and Gabrielle’s cunt juice mingling to soak the woman and the bed below. Xena could feel Gabrielle’s muscles tensing, but she was not able to move her limbs against Xena’s hold and the bra tying her to the headboard.
Good isometric workout, mused Xena.
Gabrielle was on the verge of climax and Xena attached her mouth limpet-like to the hood of her clitoris and sucked hard, the sensation enough to drive Gabrielle over the edge. Xena felt Gabrielle collapse back against the bed, her muscles again relaxed.
Gabrielle turned to look at the clock on the bedside table.
“Christ! It’s after two. I have to go shower and get out of here, untie me quick.”
Xena snickered. “I did say….”
“Xena! Don’t fuck around. I’ve got a meeting in less than an hour.”
Xena got off the bed and walked to where Gabrielle’s arms were tied, quickly releasing them. Gabrielle sprang off the bed, smacked Xena firmly on the backside and made for the shower. Xena lay back down on the bed carefully avoiding the wet spot. After a few minutes Gabrielle shut off the shower, dried herself off and began blow drying her hair.
That’ll have to do, she thought even though it was still damp.
She walked back into the room and searched for her briefcase, still not far from the door. She opened it retrieving a fresh set of underwear and dressed quickly under the appraising eye of Xena still stretched out on the bed. Gabrielle ran a hand through her still damp hair, then put on her jacket. She grabbed her briefcase rummaging around in side it.
“Still five hundred for the hour?”
“Yeah.”
“Same time next week?”
“It’s your call.”
“OK, next week it is then. I’ll pay for the room on my way out.”
Gabrielle retrieved five crisp hundred-dollar bills from her purse and laid them on top of the television set.
“Seeya,” she said and left the room.
Xena smiled a small smile, yawned, stretched, rolled over and went to
sleep.