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Britt & Emily- Story One
I walked to the door with a bottle of wine already in my hand. I already knew who was on the other side.
Her name was Emily, and she was beautiful. I had met her at my new job where I started about 3 months ago, and we clicked right away. Instant friends.
I opened the door a felt the rush of the cool Autumn breeze and the mist of rain against my bare legs, and for a second I considered putting on sweat pants over my tiny shorts, but the thought quickly left my head as Emily came hurriedly but gracefully through the door and closed it behind her. She was soaking from head to toe.
I pulled her away from the door, the both of us laughing. "Come on," I told her, "let's get you changed."
I watched as she peeled off her wet clothes and put them in the laundry basket on the floor. She easily pulled on a pair of my yoga pants over her pink lace, almost see through, thong panties. I guess the rain hadn't soaked all the way through her jeans. She undid her plain black bra and threw it in the basket and pulled on a tight fitting, purple t-shirt I had let her borrow. I could tell she was still a little cold just by looking at her chest.
"Better?" I asked.
"Yep," she said with a smile, and jumped on my bed, pulling the blankets up around her to try and get warm.
I walked into the kitchen to get a couple of wine glasses. I kept picturing her body in my head. She was slender, but with curves in all the right places. Her breasts were perked up from the coldness of the rain, her butt looked perfect for grabbing.
I tried to shake the dirty thoughts I had running through my mind. I had only known Emily for a few months, and even though we had grown close very quickly, I was pretty sure she wasn't into girls.
I walked back into the room to see Emily had already put in a movie and had the remote in her hand. This was a weekly tradition for us, a movie night. Pizza was on its way, but we always enjoyed a glass of wine before switching to soda or water.
You could say we were "good girls." We didn't party much, we worked hard, we went to class, paid the rent. We enjoyed our Friday nights, staying in watching movies and chowing down on pizza or fried rice and ice cream or cheesecake for dessert (our treats of the week since we ate healthy every other day) while the rest of the world was out getting wasted.
I heard the doorbell, and Emily jumped out of the bed and ran to the door saying, "My turn to pay! And don't argue with me!" I laughed and went to help her with the large bottle of soda. I saw the pizza delivery guy steal a long glance down my tank top, and I looked at him, annoyed. "I'm a lesbian," I said, and slammed the door. I'm sure he could hear Emily's laughter through the door.
We both giggled as we walked back to the bedroom and started eating. We started talking, the movie still paused. We talked about the usual things, work, school, family, boys, friends. That is, until she asked, rather intrigued, "So, I know this will probably sound weird, but have you ever been with a girl before?" I laughed, and paused for a minute. I guess my earlier comment to the pizza guy caught her attention. I decided to just tell her the truth.
"Um, well," I started hesitantly, "I'm actually bisexual."
She was silent for a moment, staring at me. "Really?" Finally, she broke the weird silence. She had a surprised look on her face, and I was sure that I had just scared her away. But I tried to play it as cool as possible.
"Yes," I replied, "haven't you ever been with girl before?" I was trying to make things less weird, but I was sure I was making it awkward. But she smiled, and I suddenly felt more at ease.
"Well, no. But I've thought about it."
I was surprised. Emily was so gorgeous and always attracted a lot of male attention, which she seemed to enjoy.
"You have?" I was trying to sound like it didn't excite me as much as it really did.
"Sure," she said, running her fingers through her long hair as she pushed it away from her face. She was so beautiful. "I've thought about it before, wondered what it would feel like. I've felt a sexual attraction towards girls before, but I've never acted on it. I've never even watched lesbian porn," she said with a laugh.
I laughed too, but my head was spinning, and it wasn't from the one glass of wine. I'd had a crush on her since the day I met her, but I didn't know what she felt, and I loved having her as a friend, so I wasn't sure what to do.
"So what are you saying, you wanna watch lesbian porn instead of this movie?" We laughed, but her laughter turned into a sheepish smile, and then I knew that was exactly what she wanted.
"Are you being serious?" I was bewildered. She just nodded as she giggled. "Hang on," I said with a laugh.
I left the room to put the leftover pizza in the fridge and go use the bathroom. I could feel myself already getting turned on, knowing I was about to watch lesbian porn with a sexy girl, and what it could lead to.
I came back in the room and grabbed my tablet off the desk, and sat back down on the bed next to her.
I found a video that I had seen before and enjoyed. We leaned in close together, the tablet resting half on her thigh, half on mine.
"Are you ready?" I asked. She nodded with excitement, still laughing a bit, and I pressed the play button.
The video played, and I glanced back and forth from the tablet to Emily's face. The scene was hot, a close up of one girl riding another girl's face. Her wet pussy was glistening in the lights, and she moaned as the other girls tongue flicked up and down against her pussy. I noticed Emily's face looked intrigued, and I was glad.
The next scene started. The two girls kissed and felt each others breasts, and one of them laid down while the other started to fuck her cunt with a large dildo while rubbing her clit with her fingers. The girl moaned and screamed loudly with pleasure as she squeezed her own breasts. When the dildo was pulled out, the girl began to squirt.
I glanced over. Emily absentmindedly licked her lips and squeezed her thighs together. I could tell she was definitely turned on.
The video finished with the girls kissing and touching each other, licking each others fingers, tasting their own juices.
The video stopped and I looked at Emily. She turned her head and looked at me, her face filled with surprise, confusion, intrigue, and desire.
We both giggled.
"How did she...at the end, what was that?"
Was she talking about squirting? Was this girl really 22 years old and never had the pleasure of squirting or being with a woman?
"Are you talking about when she squirted?"
"That's female ejaculation," I told her, "have you never heard of it?"
"Well," she said shyly as she toyed with her long hair, "I guess I've heard of it, but I've never seen it, and I've never done it. Have you?"
I grinned at her and nodded my head.
"With a girl?" I could tell she was intrigued.
I nodded again.
"Wow," she said, almost in a whisper. It was like she was finding out about sex for the first time. "Can I tell you something?" She asked rather quietly, like she was afraid to say what she was about to say. After a long pause, I told her, "Emily, it's ok. You can tell me anything. It won't leave this room, I promise." She smiled in relief and decided to speak, "Well, I've always felt this, I don't know, attraction I guess, to other girls." She looked at me, waiting for a response.
I wasn't quite sure to what to say, mostly because I wasn't phased by it. "Emily," I finally said with a little bit of laughter in my voice, "it's ok! I'm pretty sure almost every girl in the world feels that way at some point. We all want to experiment." She smiled, and I could tell she felt a little better.
"But I...um, will you show me?" She blurted out the question like if she didn't say it right then, she would never have the courage to say it again.
"Show you what, exactly?" I bit my lip, waiting for her answer.
She sat quietly for a second, looking shy and vulnerable, but so very beautiful.
Her long, dark hair fell around her face. Her skin was this perfect caramel color, flawless. Her eyes were big and brown with a honey colored ring around them, her lips full and luscious. Her nipples poked through the tight shirt.
The seconds she took to answer me seemed like hours.
"Sometimes," she said quietly, "at night, I think I about you, like when I...when I'm touching myself." Her voice trailed off and she seemed embarrassed, afraid of what I might say.
"You fantasize about me when you masturbate?"
She nodded in reply. "I like you," she said, "I've never had real feelings for another girl before, but I have them for you."
I took the tablet and set it on my nightstand. I turned back to face her. I lifted my hand and gently pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. I decided it was best not to say anything. I would show her how I really felt.
I leaned in and very gently kissed her lips. She looked into my eyes and we paused, staring at each other for a split second. I put my hand on her cheek and kissed her harder, and she returned the kisses right back. I pushed her shoulders back and had her lay down on the bed. I laid on top of her and she wrapped her long legs around my body as we continued making out. Our tongues danced together, our soft lips crashing into the other's.
We continued to kiss and I put my hand inside her shirt, gently running my fingers up and down her stomach and her side. I felt her breath get heavier. I sat up and got off of her. I pulled my tank top off, revealing my bare breasts underneath. She seemed scared but excited. I pulled on her hand and had her sit up.
"Take off your shirt," I said softly. She complied and lifted the shirt over her head and tossed it aside.
I laid down next to her on my side, she laid down on her back. I put my hand on her stomach and kissed her neck and near her ears. She still didn't speak, but soft moaning let me know that she was enjoying it.
I climbed on and straddled her, our pussies almost touching through our pants. I grabbed her hands and put them on my titties, and she immediately began to gently massage them. Her touch was so light, it was almost torture. But it felt amazing. I reached down and did the same to her perfectly round and bouncy little tits, circling my fingers around her nipples.
Then I leaned down and took one of her breasts into my mouth. She moaned, "Oh, mmmmmm." I sucked her nipple and circled my tongue around it, then flicked it back and forth with my tongue. I did the same with the other. She continued to moan softly and breathe heavily.
I leaned down and whispered into her ear, "I want you to lay here and relax. I'm going to make you feel like you've never felt before. Do you trust me?" She nodded and kissed me on the lips again.
I grabbed the waistband of the yoga pants and pulled them off of her. I sat on my knees on the bed next to her, letting my fingers run gently over her skin, over her breasts and down her amazing little tummy, across her sexy hip bones and the waist band of those pink panties. I ran them down the outside of her thighs, then the inside. And once, only once, I slowly touched her mound, running my fingers over her panties. She gasped at the touch and I knew she wanted more.
"I'm gonna make you squirt, I want you to cum all over me," I told her. She could only smile.
I sucked her nipples one more time. Her titties were incredible and I rubbed them for a long time. Then I kissed my way down her stomach, and over her panties. I pulled them off of her and gazed at her naked, swollen cunt. Her juices were dripping off of her pussy lips. She was so horny for me, and that turned me on even more. I took my shorts and panties off so that we were both naked. I pushed her knees apart. "I want your legs spread as far as you can," I told her, and she happily obliged.
"God you're so sexy," she told me. I simply smiled as I made my way back her gorgeous, pink pussy. I licked her lips gently, teasing her. She sighed with delight.
Using my fingers, I barely pushed her lips apart and licked her juicy cunt. I sucked at her swollen clit, almost bringing her to orgasm, then stopping. Her moaning was out of control and I loved hearing her say my name.
I pushed two fingers inside of her and quickly found her g-spot. I worked my magic inside her with my fingers, while I rubbed her clit with my other hand. Emily started to squirm around, moaning and breathing hard. I moved my hand faster and harder, slamming my fingers against the sensitive spot inside her each time.
"Oh my god, yes, please Brittany..harder, yes!!! Oohhhh!!" She was holding on to the pillow, yelling, moaning, biting her finger. She bucked her hips against my hand and when her body tensed up, I pulled my fingers out of her wet vagina but continued furiously rubbing her clit, swirling my fingers around it, spanking her lips gently with my other hand, and suddenly she released. She squirted her juices all over my breasts and stomach, all over the bed. She reached down and grabbed her own pussy, feeling the wetness. I pushed her legs back as far as I could and leaned down and licked her up, starting with her asshole and working my way back up her pussy, sucking up as much of her cum as I could.
She didn't move, she only laid there trying to catch her breath, her legs shaking.
I laid down next to her and she turned over suddenly and started kissing me. She stopped and said, "That was the most incredible thing I have ever felt." I smiled, delighted that I had given her so much pleasure.
That first night together was more than I could have hoped for. I let her explore my body with her hands and mouth. We put our pussys against each other and she humped me until we both reached orgasm. I helped her to make me squirt and she took my juices into her mouth as I squirted my cum.
The night ended with us cuddled together, naked and soaked, under the blanket until we woke up the next morning.
Story 2 coming soon! Read about Britt and Emily's next encounter.