Aka. "Destination Anywhere", "The Boy and Girl from County Bavaria"... After a very intense year in Würzburg (Germany), I'm back in Salamanca. I probably won't have that many experiences to write, but there's always an excuse to post a new entry!

WARNING! The following post will contain explicit erotic scenes and inapropriate language which may be unsuitable for certain persons, especially for those who are underage. Read at your own risk - if you think this might offend or shock you, DO NOT CONTINUE READING.

4.

Luckily for Tarja, no-one saw the incident. Neither did she comment it with anyone. However, the rage she felt just at the sight of Kimberly made her even more determined to help Sharon out of her depression. Calling or texting her everyday had become a rule, and she tried to visit her as often as possible. The brunette also seemed to take her at her word and began calling her more and more to hang out.
As a result, the time both women spent together increased. It was like in the old days, when they were just getting to know each other. Tarja would come over and they would talk for hours and hours. Sometimes they liked to discussed their ideal lives or watch movies; others they would go for walks around the area or simply sit and share their poems. The Finn felt honored when Sharon accepted lending her one of the journals she had filled with her thoughts and emotions.
But most of all, the green-eyed woman was pleased to see that her friend was starting to recover. Finally she was her old self again. That beautiful smile, although still a bit melancholic, had returned to her sweet pink lips. She liked to think that she was helping the Dutch girl heal her heart. All the trips to the back end of beyond and the times she said no to better plans were worth it. Yet the best thing about it was that Liv didn't mind it at all. She had never met a woman who was so understanding and laid-back. Although she only had a vague idea of what was going on, the Norwegian never complained or made any drama when Tarja had to cancel a date because of Sharon. She just kept saying how important friends were. With that attitude, not to mention that there was never a dull moment with her, in bed or otherwise, it wouldn't be hard for her to fall in love with the charming blonde.
On the other hand, the brunette was getting more and more attached to Tarja. As much as she enjoyed all her other friends' company, no-one managed to cheer her up and make her feel as secure as the Finn did. In spite of all the pain she was still going through, the time of the day she spent with the other woman made her feel alive and forget that she was suffering for a while. She needed it. Those little moments they shared were what kept her going, even if their effects didn't last for long. At least it was a break from crying.
Before they knew, the days turned to weeks, and the weeks to months. Yet the green-eyed girl continued visiting her friend whenever she could to make sure she was alright.
"Hey sweetie!" she had got used to greeting her with a friendly hug "How are you today?"
"Fine..." the Dutch girl shrugged.
Narrowing her emerald eyes, she studied the other woman. After all that time, she knew her very well and could perfectly tell that she was lying.
"No, you're not. You've been crying again" she stated.
As Sharon nodded, keeping her gaze on the floor, Tarja couldn't hold back a sigh.
"It's already been almost four months..."
"I know."
"She doesn't deserve your tears" the Finn brushed some strands of hair away from her friend's face "How many times have I told you that you should be out there enjoying life instead of cooped up here?"
"I don't have a life to enjoy anymore" the brunette said, barely above a whisper.
The other girl had to hold her tongue not to explode. She hated hearing that, especially when it was obviously a lie. Placing her hands on Sharon's shoulders, she forced her to look at her.
"Don't say that! You don't have a girlfriend anymore? So what? There's much more to life than just that."
Sniffing, the sweet brunette's arms reached for her friend. More than feeling sad or wanting to thank her for her words of wisdom, she just longed to touch her. It was always a good remedy to ease her pain. Tarja hugged her tightly.
"Never say that again, ok? You have a lot of friends who care about you and can't stand seeing you like this."
"I-I know" the Dutch beauty hiccuped.
"You know what? I think one of the mistakes you've made is staying in this house."
"I can't help it..."
"Hey, I know you love the countryside, but I don't think living here is a good idea. Everything will remind you of her, and being alone will just make it worse. Why don't you move back with Marco and Johanna?"
"I... I don't know..."
"I'm sure they'll be happy to have you back. But don't stay here on your own. It will destroy you."
Sharon shook her head.
"I can handle it."
"No, you can't" Tarja contradicted her "Just look at yourself - all you've done in the past months is cry and let yourself go."
"Still, I don't want to leave my place."
"But Sharon, this won't do you any good... being here by yourself will just bring you more pain."
"Then why don't you move in?"
The Finn fell silent, blinking. Did she really mean it? Actually, Sharon had just said it without thinking, but a part of her didn't consider it to be such a bad idea. Biting her lip softly, she ran a hand through her hair, avoiding to catch the other's gaze.
"You want me to move in?" Tarja repeated.
"Oh... uh... only if you... want, you know..." the Dutch girl released a snort "I know it's stupid, of course you don't want to..."
"No, no... I'm just surprised" the other woman smiled awkwardly "I mean, why not?"
A weak smile spread across Sharon's face. It was so infectious that her friend returned the gesture and got closer to her, rubbing her arm softly.
"After all, if you're not taking care of yourself, someone will have to."
"Thank you!" the brunette whispered.
"Well, that's what friends are for" she stroked over her hair "So... what would you feel like doing now?"
Seeing the other girl shrugging, she opened her bag and took some objects out.
"Let's see... I brought you a couple of movies if you feel like watching them... a bottle of wine... oh, and I'm giving you back your journal. Again, thanks for letting me read it."
"A movie sounds really nice" Sharon replied as she took the book, her smile widening.
"Hope you like very stupid Hollywood comedies. Not really my cup of tea, but I thought you could use one of those."
With a bowl of microwave popcorn and the curtains closed, they switched the DVD and sat on the couch next to each other to watch the film. Tarja suppressed a gasp as she sensed her friend's head resting tenderly on her shoulder. Although she was surprised, she began stroking over her soft dark hair.
"Feeling a little better?" she asked softly.
"Yes..."
"I'm glad to hear that!" the Finn smiled.
Instinctively, she squeezed Sharon, pressing her body against hers. That earned her a look from the brunette she couldn't decipher.
"What is it?" she tried to read her gaze.
"I... nothing."
"What?"
"Nothing... it's fine."
Of course, Tarja knew she was hiding something. Yet she chose not to pressure her friend. After all, if she wanted to share it with her, she would. She merely nodded and turned her head back to the screen.
The movie turned out to be better than she had expected. In spite of not being a fan of corny love stories with happy endings and stereotypical, overused jokes, even she had to grin and laugh on more than a few occasions. As for Sharon, it clearly seemed to improve her mood, which was the main purpose of watching such a film.
"It's hilarious, isn't it?" Tarja commented.
"Yeah!" the other girl giggled.
Grinning widely, the green-eyed woman couldn't resist placing her lips on her cheek.
"It's so nice to hear you laugh again!"
The kiss had a funny side effect - Sharon's face became bright red. Finding it very sweet, her friend grinned.
"What?"
"Nothing" the Dutch girl shrugged, as though protecting herself.
Looking into her warm brown eyes, Tarja tried to read her thoughts. Sharon held her gaze, but still didn't say anything.
"Is something bothering you, dear?"
"No."
"You're lying!" the Finn narrowed her eyes "Tell me."
"It's really nothing."
With her arms crossed before her, her guest stared at her. She knew this would slowly break the wall between them. Not many people could take being observed by her piercing spheres for too long. However, the only response she got from the brunette was puppy dog eyes as she bit her lip.
"Sharon, honey" she sighed "I can't help you if you don't tell me what's going on. And I do want to be here for you. Will you let me?"
Concern shone through her voice as she spoke. That made the Dutch girl feel touched. She nodded slowly as her friend kept watching her, waiting for an answer. Instead, she leaned closer to her and returned the kiss on her cheek gently. Positively surprised, Tarja took her hand, caressing it with her thumb. She took it as a thankful gesture, which made her smile. As Sharon continued planting tender, shy kisses on her face, she let her eyes close without removing her hand.
After a short while, the caramel-eyed beauty pulled away. Tarja's eyes fluttered open and she turned, studying her friend's face. She needed to know what was in her mind. What was she trying to say with those touches? Her hand was still holding hers. Maybe it was the right time. Suddenly feeling braver, Sharon leaned in a little. Instinctively, hypnotized by those pink lips inching towards her, Tarja stroked her blushing cheek, not noticing that she was unconsciously pulling her closer. Before she knew, their mouths had met and were brushing softly against each other.
Getting lost in that kiss, the Finn placed her hands at the back of her neck, while Sharon's travelled to the other girl's hips, holding a bit onto her shirt, asking her not to move away. That's when Tarja's body took the lead, sucking gently and carefully on her friend's bottom lip as she laid her down on the couch. Bashfully, the brunette played along, deepening the kiss, feeling the slightly smaller woman's embrace tighten around her. She could sense her heart beating faster and her breath becoming more shallow. The beautiful Finn was undoubtedly turned on. As she felt the Dutch girl's legs wrapping around hers, she pulled away for a moment. The voice of reason, at the back of her mind, told her to stop. She knew her friend was still very vulnerable, and she appreciated her too much to take advantage of a moment of weakness.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" she whispered softly.
With a nod, Sharon's hand ran up to remove some hair from the woman on top's face.
"Yes."
Tarja's senses were telling her not to continue. Her brain reminded her that she had a loving girlfriend named Liv waiting for her call. On the other hand, the arousal that was building within herself after having dreamt of that moment for so long was too strong. She didn't know who to listen to.
"I really want you too..." she mumbled breathlessly as her lips found that long, appetizing neck she had fantasized with biting for so long "Always have" she added between kisses.
A gentle moan escaped Sharon's lips as she closed her eyes. Tarja decided to make one of her fantasies real and sucked on a certain spot, determined to leave her mark. Meanwhile, her eager hands made their way to the black t-shirt the beauty below was wearing. She could sense the other woman's back arching as she removed it quickly, earning a harder breath from the brunette. Loving those touches, Sharon tipped her head, holding onto the Finn's shoulders. Soon her bra was tossed to the floor and she had to swallow hard as her sides were filled with more kisses, each time more passionate.
Tarja's mouth lingered on a spot close to her new found lover's hips, licking and biting it as a gasp came out of the girl's lips and her whole body stiffened with pleasure. She propped herself up on her elbows, so that she could have a look at her face. Her thumbs reached for Sharon's nipples, toying with them as she wondered:
"How does it feel?"
"Amazing" the other woman breathed.
Smirking confidently, Tarja let a hand slide under Sharon's skirt to caress her thighs. That earned her a groan from her friend, who squeezed her eyes shut. Discreetly, she touched her underwear, feeling instantly how wet she was. Turned on by such a realization, her lips moved back to those prominent breasts as she slid off the piece of clothing that prevented her from seeing those long legs, while the Dutch girl trailed her fingers down her arms.
"Mmm... Tarja..." Sharon moaned, feeling how her lover ran her nails down her thighs to her ankles and kissed her stomach.
Satisfied, the Finn lifted one of those long, curvy legs, admiring its perfect shape. The gorgeous lady underneath gasped in delight as her ankles were tickled by her friend's tongue. With her eyes half-closed, she could distinguish a spark of lust burning in those emeralds that watched her. That sensual look almost made her lose her breath, and when the other woman's mouth met the back of her knee, it stole yet one more moan from her.
Tarja slowly kissed her way up to Sharon's sex. She could still sense the wetness through her panties, enjoying the effects her arts had on her body. Crawling up, she reached her lips and gave her a passionate kiss while the taller woman rubbed her shoulders feverishly.
"You know what I feel like doing to you right now?" she asked almost against her mouth, breaking the kiss slowly to look into her eyes.
"What?"
"I want to give you the strongest orgasm you've ever had."
Sharon moaned loudly. That made the Finn want to please her even more. She moved back down and took off her underwear, parting her legs a little to caress the area softly. Her lover's small cries of pleasure made her smirk. Fingers closed tightly around her shoulders when she found the other woman's clitoris and started rubbing it with her hands.
For a while, she continued teasing her before getting to the real thing. Using her fingers to part her labia, she finally tasted Sharon's liquid excitement.
"Oh, God, Tarja..." a breathless scream filled her ears.
Enjoying the tasty nectar of the brunette's core, Tarja's finger caressed her entrance. She loved to sense her arousal, which she could feel in the way she pushed her hips and hear in the way she panted.
Already with the first lick, Sharon thought she was about to explode. She wasn't used to that sensation. The few men who had tried to satisfy her like that had failed miserably by doing it way too roughly. Kim never brought herself to even try, always complaining that the smell was too strong. Suddenly, three fingers at a time slid into her, intensifying her pleasure and making her pelvic muscles tighten around them. Moaning, the green-eyed woman began pumping them inside her lover, her tongue still working its magic. The brunette's back arched once more, giving her the sign to start thrusting in and out. Shortly after, she cried out Tarja's name loudly as the climax washed over her, making her whole body tremble like she never had before. Certainly it was no lie when she said that she'd give her the strongest orgasm ever. The Finn sat at the end of the couch, watching her lover termbling wildly. She smiled to her when her eyes finally fluttered open.
"That was amazing" Sharon whispered once she caught her breath.
"I'm glad it was" Tarja replied, her smile growing wider.
Leaning forward, she brushed her lips softly against the other girl's, keeping the kiss soft and tender. In her eyes, the brunette was the kind of woman who had to be treated delicately. She wrapped her arms tightly around her naked body, which was still shaking, as their mouths explored each other. Once they pulled apart, Sharon's hand caressed her lover's cheek, which was slightly pinkish from the arousal and the activity. The way Tarja kissed her hand made her grin.
She observed the beauty that lay below her calmly, enjoying her nudity. Her skin was as thin and smooth as it looked at first sight. Besides, now she knew that it had a very particular scent that reminded her of cinnamon. Having her so close, her soft facial features made her seem very young and innocent, and her big, honey-coloured eyes finally had their sparkle back. Adding even more to her delight, those perfectly rounded breasts and her wide hips enhanced her femininity.
"You are so beautiful" she couldn't resist to say.
Watching her listener blush cutely, she gave her one more kiss, catching her bottom lip between hers.
"Your body is even more amazing than I had imagined."
"Really?" Sharon returned her a shaky smile.
"Yes. And trust me, I had imagined you naked a few times."
The way the Dutch girl giggled at that comment made her want to kiss her neck again, which she did, earning a delighted moan, accompanied by one of those charming grins only Sharon could give.
"God, I had missed that smile of yours!" Tarja exclaimed, squeezing the other woman "It's so great not to see you crying!"
"You have yourself to thank for that" her friend ran a hand through her black hair.
"In that case, I guess I have to be proud of myself."
Both women kissed again, Tarja holding Sharon's face in her hands. The brunette took advantage of the moment to press her body against her lover's, making her moan in arousal. Soon she found herself taking off the Finn's top, who immediately after got rid of her bra. With even the slightest peck she planted on her neck or chest, Tarja's grip around her tightened and a small scream of joy came out of her mouth. While her lips worked on her neck, her hands squeezed the shorter woman's breasts, which much to her surprise were bigger than they seemed when she was dressed.
The green-eyed girl's delighted groans showed her soon that it was time for her to unbutton her jeans and take them off, and that's what the Dutch girl did. She couldn't help but smile when she heard her friend cry out the word 'Yes!' That proved to her how much she was longing to feel her. Smirking, she ran a hand under her red panties in search for her organ of pleasure among the folds between her legs. Her moans became louder as she started rubbing, muffled only when their lips met. Wanting to get rid of the last bit of fabric that kept them from being skin on skin, Tarja herself pulled down her lacy underwear. Keeping the pace of her fingers, Sharon allowed herself to enter her friend.
"Fuck, Sharon!" the Finn cursed loudly, clutching onto the other's shoulders.
Just to hear screaming with such intensity made her lover gasp and begin sliding in and out of her, harder each time. Scarcely a few minutes later, it ended with a loud, high-pitched moan from Tarja's throat as Sharon's fingers were pushed deeper into her.
"I'm coming, I'm... oh my fuckin' god!"
The brunette understood that it was time for her to pull out of that warm bumpiness. As she crawled her way up, she butterfly-kissed her jaw while the other caught her breath, shivering in delight.
"Did you like it?"
"I loved it!" Tarja mumbled against her lips "Honestly? Kim was a fool for letting you go."
"Yeah, I guess she was..." Sharon smiled sheepishly.
"Well, now I have one more reason to say that. Apart from being a great friend, you're a really good lover."
Seeing the blush that took over the brunette's cheeks, the Finn reached up and caressed her face.
"Enough with the blushing. I'm not saying anything untrue."
"It's just... Kimberly never said anything like that" Sharon explained softly "She always seemed so... bored... after sex."
"Yeah... that's what happens when you pretend to be something you're not" a sigh full of hate came out of the green-eyed woman's throat.
"I guess I don't have to worry about that with you, huh?"
"What do you mean?"
Sharon's gaze fell to the floor, afraid of the answer she might get to the question she replied with.
"I mean... you wanna do this again, right?"
"Well, yeah" Tarja frowned in confusion "It was too good to say no."
"So I don't have to worry about you being bored? Promised?" the Dutch girl questioned her with her look, running a hand through that Asian-like straightened hair.
An alarm went off in Tarja's head. Was her friend starting to depend on her somehow? Pulling away from her, she blinked as she wondered:
"Sharon, what is this all about?"
"I... I don't know."
Trying to make her feel more comfortable, she took her in her arms, not saying a word. Sharon buried her face on Tarja's neck, tears already bulding in her warm brown eyes.
"Please, don't get bored with me" she whispered.
"Sssh! Relax! It's only been our first time together. And judging by what I've felt so far, I don't think it's easy to get bored with you..." the Finn stroked over her hair.
Sharon stayed in her new found lover's embrace for a while. In spite of being quite thin and sporty, Tarja's body felt truly comfortable and tender. With her head resting against her chest, the hand that massaged her head gently calming her, she could hear the Finn's heartbeat slowing down, her chest and stomach raising and falling.
"So are you going to move in?" she finally dared to ask.
She didn't look up, so she couldn't see how those green eyes squeezed shut and the shorter woman chewed on her bottom lip. Torn between her wish to help Sharon out of her fragile state of mind and her fear of falling into some sort of love trap - not to mention the memory of a certain blonde haunting her - Tarja hesitated before finally giving and answer.
"I will if you want me to."
"I do..."
"Then I will" the Finn said as confidently as she could. She inhaled before adding "I can also spend the night here if you want me to."
"Please?"
"Of course!" Tarja whispered, raising her friend's head to kiss her cheek.
And that night, after a long time of yearning and crying, Sharon finally went to bed with arms around her and a smile on her lips.