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  She reeled herself back in and stared at me a moment. Then she grabbed the ends of my shirt, rolling them up slowly over my hips. She was looking for confirmation so I gave her a shy smile. Then the cool air blew across my navel as she removed my shirt up over my breasts, then over my head.

  Vulnerability washed over me as I stood before Cass in just my jeans and bra. She smiled before removing her shirt to make me feel more comfortable.

  Her breasts were perfect and supple. Though small, they hung delicately from her frame and perfectly accentuated her upper body. She reached for my hand and led me to the bed. I sat beside her at first but then she laid me on my back.

  She climbed over me, staring into me and her eyes seemed to glow under her curly hair. She flashed a smile that looked happier than it was from graduating. She leaned into my neck and kissed her way slowly to the curve of my bosom.

  My chest rose and fell under her lips, and my breathing intensified as she hovered over my breasts. She placed her mouth over my bra where she knew my nipple to be, and kissed it through the fabric. My pussy grew hot and my legs twitched. I let out a soft moan and I felt a smile spread across her face.

  I looked down at her to find her looking up at me, curious and smiling. I lifted my hands above my head to give her better access to the flesh she wanted. She slid the fabric off one breast, releasing an erect nipple into the cool air. She slowly lowered her hot mouth on it and took it all in at once.

  “Ohhhh,” I moaned uncontrollably.

  She softly circled her tongue around my nipple, sending a burning wave through my torso and to my cunt. She played and smiled and occasionally bit. She was teasing me and though it was tortuous, I was enjoying every second of it.

  She moved to the second breast but alternated this time between her mouth and her fingers. She would roll it between two fingers before sucking and flicking it with her mouth. My moans grew louder and my back arched in pleasure.

  She kissed her way from my breasts down my navel and to the top of my jeans. She slid her fingers under the fabric, tracing it. Then she found the button and slowly pushed it through. She gave a little kiss atop my panties before pulling my jeans down my thick legs and to the floor.

  She traced her way back up my legs, sending a chill through my heated body. When she reached my soaked panties a look of pleasure washed over her. She followed the outline of my panties with her fingers, giggling at how my legs twitched under her touch.

  Then she placed a finger over the cotton fabric covering my wet slit, and dragged it up and down. My body trembled and I again fought the desire to quicken her attempts. I let her fingers play and dance across my panties, drawing strange patterns that all sent me moaning even louder.

  Suddenly she had had enough. She grabbed my panties and pulled them down my legs and onto the floor. She looked at my cunt for a moment before crawling between my legs, and placing her face right at my entrance.

  I saw her eyes looking up to me for validation and I gave her another smile. She looked exactly like I had pictured her.

  She started with a kiss just above my clit, and two kisses to my outer lips. Then she placed her lips against my slit and slid her tongue through the crack until it parted. She teased the entrance for a moment before slowly sliding up to my clit. The texture of her tongue against my clit sent a shock through me. I bucked my hips up in response and she wrapped her arms around my legs to keep me close.

  She flicked slowly, but the pulsing in my body quickened. She sucked and teased, and I gripped the bed sheets in my hands. Her mouth was wet, hot, and sensual and my cunt could only handle so much before releasing.

  I tried to hold back, but her tongue mixed with her hot breath on my cunt brought me to ecstasy. I felt hot waves and electric waves simultaneously as she lapped against me and that last flick was like pressing the magic button. My cunt pulsed and I moaned louder than I had before as I came on my best friend’s tongue.

  She didn’t let up until my orgasm was finished, and even after she gave it a few more gentle kisses. Then she wiped her mouth and climbed over me to give me a kiss. I could still taste some of my juices on her lips.

  She beamed a smile at me and I returned the expression even though I was out of breath. I couldn’t believe I had just shared such an intimate moment with Cass.

  “My turn,” I said devilishly. She was surprised but pleased. I rolled us over so I was above her, and she looked angelic in the messy bed sheets.

  By now the sun had started peeking through the curtains, illuminating that this wasn’t a dream. I followed Cass’s lead and kissed from her ear lobe to her chest, biting where I could along the way. She squirmed in such a cute way and I couldn’t help but grab her hips with my hands as I buried my face in her breasts. They were small but soft and I loved everything about them.

  I removed her bra and let her breasts free, and I followed suit by finally removing my own bra. I felt my breasts against her stomach as I teased her nipples and I couldn’t stop thinking about how insane it was that we were doing this.

  I nibbled and flicked her nipples until she moaned the way I wanted. She was still in her pajama pants and I ran my hand over them, between her legs. She wiggled underneath me and I loved being in control. I massaged her mound as I teased her breasts, moving back up occasionally to kiss her neck.

  She was beautiful and the smell of her skin was intoxicating. It was as if a warm cloud of sweat and perfume surrounded us, shielding us from the rest of the world. I kissed my way down her navel and removed her pants.

  I wasn’t as patient as she was and grabbed her panties at the same time, tearing them to the floor so I could see her body naked again. I just stared in awe of what was before me, and what I was about to have.

  I crawled between her legs and kissed her inner thighs slowly. I inhaled her scent with each peck. I moved in to her pussy and saw her beautiful folds unfurling. Still kissing her thigh, I rested my fingers on her mound, just so I would know what it felt like.

  I dipped my thumb in her slit and slid it up to find her clit. She wasn’t shy about letting me know when I’d hit it. She arched her back and grabbed her breasts, moaning when I struck the spot. Her moans were incredible and I couldn’t wait to hear here cum.

  I circled her clit with my thumb, slowly and kissed her outer lips. She rested a hand on my head and ran her fingers through my hair. Her touch was sensual and soft.

  I opened my mouth wide and exhaled onto her cunt, making her twitch. Then with all the passion that had rushed through me that night, I went in for the kiss. With a half opened mouth and my tongue hanging out, I rested my whole face against her pelvis. I let my tongue dance wildly in her juices, tracing every fold and following them to her clit. I swirled around and flicked occasionally and watched her writhe in the sheets.

  I felt powerful and driven to make her cum. With my face buried between her legs, I reached up to her bended knees and let my fingers travel up and down her thighs. I could feel them shaking in my arms and her breathing became fast.

  I licked and flicked and kissed the fuck out of Cass’s cunt. When I hit a spot she liked she held my face in place with her hand and it turned me on. I loved this side of Cass.

  Finally I struck gold. She stopped her twitching suddenly, smashed my face into her cunt and I repeated the movements of my tongue until she screamed out.

  “Ohhhh fuck!” she cried. I continued in the same pattern and felt her body shaking under me. I saw through the tops of my eyes that she was tugging at her nipples while she screamed.

  Once the shaking subsided she collapsed and released a little giggle. I kissed her mound a few more times before joining her at the top of the bed.

  “That was amazing,” she said.

  I smiled but confusion set in. “What are we doing?” I asked.

  “What do you mean?” A concerned look crossed Cass’s face.

  “I mean, what was all this? Are we a couple now? Are we no longer friends?”

  “W
oah, hey,” she said. “We will always be friends, I promise.” She leaned in and kissed my forehead. “We just may be a little more sometimes.” Her voice was smooth and soft like her skin.

  “I really enjoyed this,” I replied.

  “Shut up,” she said with a smirk, “and let me make you some breakfast.”

  “Just a moment,” I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her in. “I just want to hold you a little longer.”

  Cass didn’t object and we ran our fingers over each other’s skin, only stopping to play with each other’s hair. Her body felt perfect in mine, and I vowed to never forget this moment.

  About the Author

  Julia Young is an author of lesbian romantic short stories. Through her writing, she explores ideas of growing up, sexual awakenings, and adventures with other women. Some events are loosely based on her personal experiences and some are pure fantasy.

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