
You were attached at the hip since preschool. Best friends in every way. As you grew up together you were pulled in several directions. Convinced your parents were not satisfied with your choices when she was around. Your father had high expectations for school and in social responsibility, while hers showed her how to live life, they even smoked weed with each other. She would come over after class talking about being at a concert or tasting her first beer at a bonfire while you could only offer tales of boredom from a luncheon with your fathers clients or tennis lessons. You craved her life and found yourself needing her desperately. She found your parents to be very judgmental of her, giving her looks so she started sneaking into your room from the window. Some nights it would be listening to music and dancing for an hour before dinner or chatting for hours till she climbed in your bed and fell asleep next to you. You would lay there talking about all sorts of things from school to boys although she seemed to not be as concerned about the importance of a boyfriend.
Tonight it was late when she slipped into your room, it made you happy because you knew she would stay over. When you told her your parents were out for the night she immediately kicked on some music and danced around the room with you. She was so damn pretty, you wished you had her body. You fell in love with the way she looked at you, the way she would lightly touch you when you danced, so playful. You wish a boy would look at you, touch you that way. She grabbed your hand and you rushed downstairs to raid the fridge and hauled your loot upstairs. Folded legs on your bed as you scarfed down snacks and laughed with each other. “So I hear your sweet on that basketball player at the school?” She jabbed at you knowing how you followed him around. “Nah he wants some pretty cheerleader type.” She scrunched he nose “Those bitches? Fuck you are hotter than them and would be the best girlfriend he ever had!” You giggled and blushed, “You think I am prettier?” She nodded as she ate with raised eyebrows, with a you have to know your pretty look. “And what boy are you into? You never tell me about any of your crushes…” A bit of silence “Can you keep a secret?” you lean forward waiting for the juicy details “Oh god are you serious tell me, who is he?” She leaned forward as to whisper. “It’s not a boy…….” Your heart thumped into your throat, mouth went dry, stomach full of butterflies. “……..I like girls.” “Oh….well I guess I can see it, you never look at any of the guys in school.” Biting your lip “So like do you have a secret girlfriend or something.?”
You actually were a bit scared, boys were safe and would never keep her from you, but a girl? “Well I do have someone I like but they are straight and so its cool….” You lean more relieved a bit but noticing that she really was into this girl. “You should tell her. You’re wild fun, smart, sexy and I am sure she will love you.” She just nodded slowly chewing on the same carrot for a minute then she looked at you. She didn’t need to say it you felt it, intensely.
“Me?” she turned her cheek and looked at your wall of posters. “Lets just change the subject, how is tennis.” You reached forward and took her hand. “No way, you are my best friend you gotta tell me, is it me? You know I love you.” She had a tear in her eye when she looked back at you. “You can’t love me like I love you.” Complete silence. For the first time you found her needing you as much as you needed her. “It’s late your folks will be home so I better blast out of here, please don’t tell anyone” she started to get up but you kept ahold of her hand. “Stay please. You always stay this late don’t leave like this.” She sat back down. “You sure? I promise I won’t…..” You hopped out of the bed and grabbed a big tshirt out of your dresser. “……stop that, I know you won’t…..” as you pull your shirt off exposing your firm breasts you see her trying not to look. “…….I kinda like that you find me pretty.” More blush on both faces.
She lays on top of the covers looking at the ceiling as you slip in bed. “Don’t be silly get under the covers, I trust you.” she does as you ask and you wrap your arms around her. She rolls into you and you feel her soft breath on your neck and the light dampness of her cheek. “Hey we will be ok, best friend forever right.” She pulls back “Yea forever, always.” In that moment you notice her firm lips and deep eyes. Not sure why but you kiss her and she sighs deeply in relief at a moment she had obviously dreamt of. He hands moves gently along your hip and around to your back. They brush over your bottom and you felt urges ignite. Your little friendly kiss was no more, it was hungry. She rolled you on your back and as you kissed her back she lifted off your shirt. You were trembling “Are you sure?” she was too, you nodded. Her mouth claimed your skin, every inch of it as you fell into her passionate kisses. You don’t even remember her undressing or slipping off your panties but it was just heated skin and wet lips now.
She opened your legs and all you could do was watch her eyes holding yours as she tasted you. It felt so good and within moments your shivered and spasmed against her mouth. You called out to her and she worshiped your tight little body with her touch and kiss. You had never felt anything so intense. After you came a second time she kissed up your body, suckled from your pebbled nipples then french kissed you. Her tongue coated in your juices as your rocking your hips around her torso. You felt her reach down and slip a finger in you, deeper kisses and you found your own hands finally able to move. Across her plump breast and down between her legs. She whimpered as you slipped on in her. You both grinded your hips and you felt her silk tighten and flood your fingers. She rolled back and you covered her breast with your mouth. How soft, firm, responsive it was to your tongue as it swirled around the nipple. She bucked under your touch as you felt your orgasm rising again. Together you both yelled out as you heard footsteps. “Oh shit your parents.” Both scrambling to pull covers up over your naked bodies as your mom creaked open the door. “Oh I didn’t know you had a guest over, your father and I just got back. I figured you left the tv on” When her eyes glanced at the tv’s black screen she just smiled and looked at you both. “Try to keep it down, your father has a busy day.” She closed the door as you both quietly laughed and wrapped around each other.