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You meet Robin Buckley on a hot summer night after your freshman year in college. You were visiting the beach for a party and bonfire, dressed in a little swimsuit number and a silky bathrobe on top to keep you warm. You relished in the attention, feeling the gaze of drooling men and jealous and curious women alike. Girls on campus knew you as ‘The Turner.’ You didn’t mind the reputation and wore the title with pride. You were everyone’s fantasy. Besides, this way, no one could be homophobic to your face without outing their late-night interactions with you beneath sheets.
Robin was at this beach on vacation with Steve, the two needing much rest after dealing with everything in Hawkins. She and Steve were lounging near the bonfire, relishing in the calmness, when you passed by to grab a couple of beers from the cooler, catching the blonde’s attention. She looks at you, blue eyes drinking you in, her lips parted softly. You slide your sunglasses down your nose, looking Robin up and down, taking in her one-piece and button-up shirt over it, your gaze sultry. You smirked as you saw her blush, winking suggestively before leaning down, showcasing your ass to her as you reached into the cooler, pulling out a cold beer before standing slowly. The blonde stares at you, her freckles more prominent against her flushed face.
Steve is distracted, lying down and sunbathing, ranting to Robin about some girl named Jessica or Stephanie. Robin sees you curl a finger beckoning you to her; your eyes are aflame with mischief and lust. She scrambles up, interrupting Steve’s midstory and making an excuse about wanting to get in the water. Steve sits up, confused, until he sees her follow you in almost a trance, heading toward the beach house deck from which the party is overflowing. He scoffs, shaking his head before laying back down. He’ll ask for details later.
Robin meets you at the deck, your feet in the pool; toenails painted a dramatic cherry red to match your glossy manicure. You look at her, a grin on your face.
“So… you new around these parts?”
She scoffs, her smile shy and eyes staring at your toes, your legs softly swaying in the water. “Well, I’m on vacation with my best friend, Steve. We’ve had a rough year and figured we should get away. Not just us, though, like all our friends. Steve just wanted to get away from the kids for a bit- not that he has kids, they’re just our friends, but they’re -”
You laugh, cutting off her rambling, and lean in. “You talk a lot, huh?”
She turns bright red, scrambling to find her words. “Well, yea- I mean, I get rambly when I’m nervous, and I don’t know people- I’m Robin, by the way- And-”
You smile devilishly, grabbing the bottle of red wine a couple of sorority girls at your university left near the pool, all wasted and running on the beach. You stare at Robin, the makeup you wear dramatizing your gaze and making her quiet down quickly.
“You need alcohol. Loosen the nerves.”
She nods, holding out a hand and taking the bottle, taking a giant swig of the wine, coughing when she realizes it’s stronger than it looks. “God, that’s awful.”
You smirk, pulling the bottle from her grasp and drinking some, your reaction not quite as visceral as hers. “It’s cheap red. Probably whatever Stacey could buy with a fake ID.”
She nods, gulping. She stares at the frat boys inside the large house, their letters on the back of their jackets. They’re all taking shots or drinking beer, chanting something she can’t make out from their slurring voices. She turns to you. “So you go to the University nearby?”
You nod and sigh to yourself. “Yeah, it’s my first year.”
Robin looks at you in shock, blue eyes wide. “But you seem so-”
You smirk, looking at her. “Put together? Yeah, I get that a lot. I think it’s because college allows a lot of….” You look at her, gaze trailing up and down her body slowly, making her flush and breathe a bit heavier. “Exploration,” You practically whisper the words, your cherry red nails softly trailing up her legs.
Robin swallows, her breathing quickening. “Really? I would love that. I graduated high school last year, but I can’t…” She swallows as you softly trail your nails further up her thighs. “Explore much in Hawkins.”
You lean over, your lips trailing over the shell of her ear, making her shudder. “You’re free here.”
You ghost your lips over her neck, relishing in her quickened breaths and how her hands grip the side of the pool. You feel desire pool between your thighs, knowing Robin is different. Robin isn’t using you as an experiment. Robin knows she likes girls. You could tell by her tone and the way she wasn’t laughing at the way you flirted with her. Your inhibitions and the slight buzz the alcohol has given you courage to start kissing her neck, her gasps and soft moans egging you on more. You suddenly nip at her neck, sure to leave a trail of dark love bites, soothing them with your tongue. Robin is clutching at the pool’s edge, whimpering and squirming by you, her thighs rubbing together.
“Pleas-pl-please…”
You pull away briefly, admiring the blossoming hickies along her neck, looking at her lust-blown eyes and flushed cheeks. Her lips are swollen from biting on them. You feel the desire grow as you look at her, grabbing her hand. “Come to my place?” You ask, trying to be careful not to scare the blonde away.
She nods wordlessly, her pupils blown as she stares at you, scrambling to get up with you and follow you off the deck. She pauses to shake her head and get a grip, looking at you. “Wait! I need to tell Steve.” You feel a rush of relief as you watch the blonde awkwardly sprint off to tell the toned and tanned man lying on the beach where she was headed. He seemed to smirk and try to tease her, to which she just flipped him off and ran back over to you.
“Okay. Let’s go,” She says breathlessly.
You grab her hand, grinning. “Let’s.”
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You hauled a cab to head home, getting there quickly. When you arrive at the house, you pull Robin into your room, your roommates out for the evening. She looks nervous, and you push her up against the door, immediately kissing her. She freezes before melting into the action, her hands at your waist, squeezing you gently as you continue kissing her, your lips slotting together perfectly. Your kisses get sloppier, and you end up biting her bottom lip, eliciting a groan from her. “Fuck.”
You smirk, pulling away and tugging her to your bed. She stumbles along, her pretty blue eyes glazed with lust and pleasure. She sits on your bed, cross-legged, hands in her lap. You affectionately roll your eyes, using your hands to unfold her legs, and try to get her to lean against the pillow. Then you throw your leg over, straddling her lap. Her face is bright red, her eyes staring at you as you bend down to capture her lips again.
You kiss again, Robin seeming more sure of herself and using her tongue, her hands cupping your face as you moan. You roll your hips into her, both of you panting. You pull away briefly and shrug off your robe, beginning to untie your swimsuit top. Robin stares at you, her eyes darkened. She watches you slowly shrug off the fabric, your chest in full view. Her eyes widen with a flutter as she bites her lip, her hand itching to touch you. “Fuck… Can I?”
You smirk a bit, nodding as you grab her hand, placing it on your breast. She squeezes slightly before trailing her pointer finger around your nipple, pulling a whimper from your lips. She seems to gain a bit of confidence from your reaction, lips twitching with a smile. She pinches and tugs at your nipple softly before adding a second hand and alternating the motions on each breast. You whimper, rolling your hips to satisfy the growing need between your legs. She then looks you in the eyes, her own ocean baby blues darkened as she leans down, placing her plush lips around an erect nipple, sucking the bud before flicking at it back and forth with her tongue. You groan and bite your lip, looking down at her, her eyes closed as she hums in pleasure around your flesh. “You catch on quick….” You breathe out.
She chuckles a bit against your skin, pulling away to use her fingers against the hard bud, your back arching into her touch. “I’m a fast learner.” You moan as she nibbles on the other hardened nipple, biting your lips. You’ve rarely been on the receiving end of your interactions with women, and you feel your lust coursing through you for this awkward blonde you just met.
You push her onto her back, taking back control as you kiss down her body, softly removing her button-up before peeling off her swimsuit. You admire the flushed blonde, cupping her own perky breasts as she moans. You trace the hardened buds with your tongue before softly pinching them with your fingers. Robin’s moans are music to your ears. The lean blonde arching into your touch, wordless mumblings leaving her lips. You feel pride burst from your chest at making the nervous woman beneath you squirm and moan freely.
You kiss down her body slowly, her breath quickened and pause above her dripping pussy, moaning at the sight of it, your thighs clenching. “Can I taste you?”” You breathed out, your cherry red nails gripping her thighs. She nods, eyes fluttering as she moans. “Yes…please.”
You kiss her thighs softly, using your grip to spread them. You lick your lips at the sight, leaning forwards to lick a flat stripe up her entrance, her hips bucking as she whimpers. You focused on working your tongue in different patterns, tasting Robin’s wetness. Specific movements made her buck up into your mouth and moan loudly. You began circling her clit, causing her hands to tangle into your hair, tugging softly. You moan at the interaction, the sound vibrating against Robin. You begin sucking softly on the bud, her back arching in response.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck! I’m cumming! Fuck!”
You kept going, sucking harsher as you moaned against her mound. She came with a scream, her hands tugging at your hair harshly and making you wince a bit. You sat up as she finished, your mouth covered in her wetness. You smirked as you stared at her fucked out expression, licking and wiping your mouth.
“So tasty, baby. Thank you,” You practically purred, crawling up as she tried to catch her breath.
She laughed softly and covered her face in embarrassment. “Sorry for pulling your hair.”
You shrugged, grinning. “Don’t be. It was hot.”
She peeks over at you through her hands, her cheeks still flushed as she bites her lip. “I wanna repay you.”
You flush, a bit shocked. No girl ever asked to ‘repay’ you. You shake your head, trying to stay modest and humble. “No, you don’t have to”
Robin pushes you back against the pillows, her eyes darkening as she hovers over you. “I want to. Let me.”
You nod and bite your lip, looking over to the side. “Okay. I have a wand under my bed.”
She nods and pauses for a minute, her head cocked. “That’s a toy, right?”
You laugh, nodding. Her innocence amuses you, especially because she is gorgeous. You wonder why she doesn’t have people lined up at her door. “Yeah. A vibrator.”
She nods, cheeks red once again. “Sorry. I live in a small town.”
You wave her off, smirking. “No worries.”
She leans over the bed, finds the wand, and sits back up. She looks at you shyly. “Now, I’ve only done this on a pillow. So please be patient.”
You fight the smile tugging at your lips as you nod. “Understood. No judgment here.”
She lays down a bit, tugging your swim bottoms off you, moaning at the sticky wetness. “Fuck, you’re wet.”
You blush, and your breath quickened. “Can’t help it, you’re hot.”
She smiles shyly, leaning down to kiss your thighs like you had done to her. She traces a gentle pointer finger around your outer lips, wetting them softly and teasing you. She then traces circles around your clit, pulling a whine from you. She softly shushes you, leaning down to give a tentative lick. You arch your back, biting your lip at the teasing and feeling the pleasure in your belly. She uses her hand to spread your thighs, gently tracing patterns into your entrance, your clit receiving a zap of pleasure occasionally. She then brings one of her hands to your entrance, tracing a finger around before sinking in slowly, curling her finger up as she thrusts it slowly in and out. As your eyes roll back, the pleasure in your belly increasing, she begins to suck at your clit, her tongue flicking the bud back and forth. You arch your back, your hands laced in her short and messy hair, moans spilling from your lips. Her touch feels electrifying, and before you know it, you’re rolling your hips against her mouth, riding out the waves of pleasure.
“Fuck, I’m cumming! Fuck!”
You expect Robin to stop once you ride out your pleasure, but instead, she keeps her finger going, adding a second and pulling her mouth off your swollen clit. She reaches for the wand, turning it on as you shake beneath her, your whole body an electric wire. She presses the vibrator against the swollen bud, watching your face twist in pleasure as your back arches and you whimper sweet nothings, trying to regain control of your body. All you can think of is Robin, Robin, Robin.
Robin coos at you, her demeanor much less unsure than before. She sits up, her fingers still thrusting into you. “C’mon, pretty girl. I know you can cum one more time.” You whimper, your eyes water as you feel that familiar pressure build up in your stomach, your back arching. You think the pleasure bubble over, the sensation you recognize kicking in, but you cannot stop it. “Fuck!” You practically scream, wetness gushing from between your thighs as Robin moans at the sight, her eyes blown with lust. “Holy shit.”
You pant, trying to catch your breath as Robin turns off and puts away the toy, laying down next to you. “Now that-” She kisses your breathless lips softly. “Was hot.” You laugh, shaking your head. You begin feeling your legs shake as you try to stand to grab a towel from your bathroom. Robin scrambles to get up, pushing you back onto the mattress. “What do you need? I’ll grab it.”
You point towards the towel, which she rushes to grab, wiping the sheets and your legs the best she can.
She tosses the towel back in a dirty clothes hamper, laying by you as you snuggle into her side; the interaction is foreign to you, but you welcome it. She traces soft shapes on your shoulder, kissing the top of your head. You lay there momentarily before she looks at the clock, cursing up a storm as she rushes to get dressed again. You feel your heart sink, wishing the blonde wasn’t a one-night stand. She looks at you, her hair a mess and her blue eyes wide with nervousness and seeming apologetic. “I’m so sorry! I forgot Steve set up a dinner for us and the rest of the guys, and he will absolutely kill me if I don’t show up on time, especially because I was already a nuisance during the ride here-”
Your heart swells at the anxious lanky girl, and you sit up, still naked, kissing her softly. “It’s okay,” you smile softly.
She looks bashful as she stops her whirlwind momentarily, looking down at you. “But… Could I have your number? I don’t think I’ve quite finished exploring the wonders yet….” She cheesily states, biting her lip while looking into your eyes.
You laugh at the dorky pickup line, standing up on shaky legs as you grab a spare piece of paper off your desk, jotting down the home line of the apartment, smiling. “Don’t be afraid to call.”
She grins, the sight dazzling, as she tucks the slip of paper into her swimsuit. “Don’t worry…I will.”
She heads for your door before turning around and grasping your face, kissing you passionately, stealing the breath from your lungs. Before you can even fully open your eyes, she’s racing out of your room.
“Thanks for the tour!” She shouts from the front door as you blush and laugh, shaking your head. You feel a warmth spreading through your chest and your heart flutter.
Robin Buckley has sunk her teeth into you, and you almost didn’t want her to let go.