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I had a couple of seconds of ‘where am I’ as I woke up, before remembering I had stayed at my friend Kiera’s last night. More memories flooded back, great memories, Kiera and I, hands caressing, and tongues. I smiled to myself at how good it felt, the warmth rising between my legs.
It didn’t feel like Kiera was next to me, no gentle movement, or breathing, so I rolled over, and sure enough she wasn’t there, just an empty bed. I could smell her on my pillow and breathed in her scent, her perfume further reminding me of our exploits.
I Iay there completely naked, where had my clothes ended up, I thought, then I heard banging coming from the kitchen, Kiera up already by the sounds of it, making breakfast hopefully, I was starving. I sat up on the edge of the bed and looked for my clothes.
I saw them scattered down the side of the bed, so I grabbed my t-shirt and stuck it over my head, no need for a bra, my small pert tits needed no support and I always wore baggy clothes out, so I wasn’t worried about my nipples poking anyone’s eyes out.
I grabbed my panties and pulled them on, then my black leggings over my skinny legs, my legs were quite nice and long so I didn’t mind wearing leggings as long as I had my hoodie to cover my ass and hips. Kiera said last night how fit my body was, but I wasn’t convinced, always finding myself too skinny.
As I pulled my hoodie on my mind went into overdrive, shit I thought, what if it was just a one off drunken thing, something that Kiera would regret, were we even that drunk, I knew I wasn’t, but what about Kiera, hadn’t she said she had wanted it for a long time. What if she was out there wondering how to let me down gently, tell me it was one big mistake. Did I even want this, was I lesbian, it had never crossed my mind before so why did it happen now, I thought I liked boys, always went to pieces around them and never had any luck with them, but I put this down to my awkwardness. Was Kiera a lesbian, if so, had she always been one, and if that was the case why hadn’t she told me. What would my parents say, could I tell them.
My mind went on. Holy fuck, my head was going to explode, I sat there taking deep breaths, wondering if I could jump out the window and run. Hang on though, I thought, clearing my mind, this was Kiera, my best friend, I had known her since I was 11, beginning of secondary school, whatever happened we would work it out.
I felt a bit sick now about the prospect of going out there, but it had to be done. I stood up and walked to the door, opening it and going into the little hall of Kiera’s apartment.
I went to the toilet first, I was dying for a pee and as I sat there I tried not to let my mind get out of control. Calm down, I thought, let’s just see what happens next, my stomach felt funny about seeing her again.
I headed to the kitchen, the door wide open, I got to the doorway and stood there. Kiera was making breakfast, her back turned to me, her long blond hair flowing down her slender neck and back. She was wearing a light yellow vest top, the small of her back exposed over her small denim shorts.
Her perfect ass was squeezed into the shorts, her perfect long legs were beautiful.
“Morning,” I said from the doorway.
She turned around smiling, “hey sexy,” she said. All fears I had melted from me when I saw her, not an ounce of doubt on her face. I walked across the kitchen and we kissed deeply. Her arms went around my waist and pulled me in, and then dropped to my ass and pulled me into her. The heat rising between my legs again.
“Mmmm,” she groaned into my mouth, she pulled away slightly, “I was worried what you thought about last night, that you would regret it.”
I smiled, “I was thinking the same,” I said. I kissed her harder, our tongues exploring. Kiera reached down and pulled my knee up, she pushed her hips forward grinding her pelvis into mine.
“I made breakfast,” she said. Sliding her hand up my thigh around to my ass and then sliding it between my legs, reaching round and pushing down on my cunt through my leggings.
I groaned, “fuck breakfast,” I said. I reached up and cupped one of her breasts through her top, feeling her hard nipple. I kissed around to her neck and nibbled her ear, she shuddered.
Kiera’s hand between canlı bahis my legs was making me so wet, rubbing and caressing my clit. She suddenly spun me around and pushed me up against the counter, my leg dropping. She was behind me, the tiny shorts rubbing against my boney ass.
She pulled my head back and kissed me hard and ran a hand up my hoodie and t-shirt to my breasts, running her hand over them, squeezing, kneading, making me moan. She moved down over my ribs and hips to the waistband of my leggings.
Her hand slid into my leggings and pants all the way to my pussy, her fingers pushing slightly between my wet lips, my juices coating her fingers. I groaned, and she buried her face into my neck, delicate kisses sending shivers down my spine.
“You’re so wet,” she said, and pushed a couple of fingers into me.
“Oh fuck,” I said, my hands reaching behind me, cupping her ass, forcing her hips into me, pulling her closer.
Kiera started rubbing my clit, starting off slow then getting faster. I was groaning continuously now. It felt so good, I knew I was going to cum quickly.
“Cum for me Rachel,” Kiera whispered in my ears. Her hand rubbing vigorously between my legs, stretching my leggings.
“Keep going, I’m cumming,” I said. The pleasure was unbearable now, and I needed to release it.
I screamed in pleasure, orgasming hard into my pants and leggings, soaking my crotch. My body stretched tight as the pleasure ripped through my body, my breasts thrusting forward, my hips pushing onto the hand between my legs.
My thighs trembled against Kiera as she held me close, her fingers stopped rubbing my clit and slid into me, probing my wetness, feeling the contractions in my pussy. We stayed like that for a while, Kiera exploring my contracting, drenched cunt.
As I recovered I turned around and whispered in her ear, “your turn,” I said.
“I’ll hold you to that later.” she said reluctantly, “you need to have breakfast and we need to get to class.”
“I’m sure we can skip classes today,” I suggested hopefully.
“No sorry,” she said, “as much as I want to, we can’t, those assignments need to be in this morning. Trust me I’d rather be fucking you in bed.” She kissed me deeply.
We quickly had breakfast together, talking and laughing as normal, no awkwardness, and then I jumped in the shower, thinking of Kiera the whole time, a deep ache in my groin.
On the walk in I desperately wanted to take Kiera’s hand but knew I wasn’t ready, it was all too new for me. As if Kiera read my thoughts she took my hand briefly and gave it a squeeze before letting go.
“Are you okay?” She asked, “you look deep in thought.”
“Yeah, better than I’ve ever been,” I said, “just, it’s all such a new feeling.”
“I know, for me too,” Kiera said, “I like it though, a lot.”
“Me too,” I said, “I’m not sure if I want it to be out in public yet, don’t get me wrong, I’d love to show you off as mine, if that’s what you are,” I added quickly, “but I need time.”
Kiera gave my hand another squeeze, “I am yours, and I get it. One step at a time,” she said.
“Thank you,” I replied, “I really want to pay you back and make you cum.” I startled myself with that comment but I couldn’t help it, Kiera was so fucking hot, her tight ass squeezed into those shorts.
Kiera smiled, “I can’t wait,” she said. “They’ll be plenty of time for that later. I need to pop into town later and get some bits, do you fancy coming with me?”
“Can’t we just go back to yours?” I asked.
“As tempting as that sounds I think we need some things first, essentials,” she said.
I wasn’t really sure what she meant but an afternoon with Kiera was all I wanted, preferably with me tongue fucking her, but if i had to go shopping first then so be it.
“Okay,” I agreed, “but promise me we’ll be quick, I want us to be back home together as soon as possible. Instead you’re making me go uni and shopping, if you’re teasing me to breaking point, it’s working.”
“I want us alone too,” Kiera said, “I’m so wet thinking of you I’m worried I’m going to explode in my pants during my lecture, but it’ll be worth waiting.”
I laughed, “now there’s a pleasant thought,” I said.
We reached the uni, lots of people milling bahis siteleri around outside, dashing my hopes of a quick kiss. We stopped and faced each other, staring into each other’s eyes.
“I’ll meet you here at lunch time.” Kieta said.
“What about your afternoon lecture,” I said. I had a free afternoon and had been trying to think what to do apart from hanging around pining for Kiera.
“Fuck that, I won’t last that long.” she said, grinning, “not worth the risk.”
“Don’t you go wasting that orgasm on those tight shorts of yours,” I said, “save it for me.”
“I’ll try,” Kiera said, she rubbed my arm awkwardly, the same thoughts going through her head, wanting to kiss. “See you later.”
“Yeah,” I said, “I’ll miss you.”
“Yeah,” she replied, walking backwards smiling, “miss you too.”
How the fuck had I pulled such a beautiful girl, I watched her pretty face and slender tight athletic body as she walked backwards and then spun around walking off, her long straight blond hair flowing down her back. Her ass cheeks alternatively bobbing up and down in her shorts.
Fuck I was wet, slowly leaking into my pants and leggings. Time to get to class, try and take my mind off her. Who was I kidding.
The morning was torture, my mind wandering to Kiera and last night, us together later, it took all my will power to concentrate and resist going to the toilets to wank myself off.
At lunch time I walked out to the front to find kiera waiting for me, she watched me as I walked down the steps.
“You look good enough to eat,” she said, smiling.
“Wow, where did you dig that chat up line from,” I said, smiling back. We started walking towards town.
“I’ve been waiting ages to use that line on you,” she said, “just glad I get to finally use it.”
“I’m glad you do too, how long have you been waiting?” I asked curiously.
“I started having feelings about you when we were about 14.” Kiera said, looking down at the floor.
“What!” I gasped, “why didn’t you say anything.”
“Would you,” she replied, making me think. “I didn’t know what to make of my feelings, I was very confused for a while, I still liked boys but it was never quite right, never what I felt for you. Did you have any feelings for me?”
I thought for a little while. “I never thought about it,” I said, “don’t get me wrong I’ve always thought you were gorgeous, but never thought that you would like someone like me in that way, and I’ve never had much luck with boys, so just focused on my education.”
“Don’t underestimate how hot you are,” Kiera said, “I’ve been fantasising about you for years.”
I blushed heavily, “wish I knew what they involved,” I said.
“Well hopefully now you get to find out,” she said, winking.
I laughed, “should be interesting,” I said, “why did last night seem the right time?”
“Hey, I don’t think I was the only one to blame for last night,” she said, “you were just looking at me different, making me think it was the right time. Also, I couldn’t hold back any longer, I needed you.”
God that made me want her there and then. “I’m glad you did,” I said. “I need you now.”
She smiled, “well you have to wait a bit longer,” she said, “let’s go in here, I need some new clothes.” She led me into one of the first shops we reached, a nice boutique.
Kiera’s parents were rich, hence the nice apartment, a lot better than my shitty students digs. She has a slight obsession with clothes, nothing major, but she enjoyed spending her parents money when she got the chance.
“I’m not spending all afternoon waiting for you to try everything on,” I said running after her. “I want to get you home.”
“It won’t be long,” she said, “besides you can come in the changing room with me and see me get changed.”
“I’ll let you off then,” I said
I followed her round the shop as she picked some bits up and dragged me over to the changing rooms. No one batted and eyelid as we went in together, just a friend helping her friend choose some clothes, there were some definate pluses to be gay.
We went in a cubicle and shut the door, I sat on the little bench that ran down the side, as Kiera pulled her vest top off and pulled her shorts down.
I had a great view bahis şirketleri of her standing there in a bra and panties, her perfect body within touching distance, so I couldn’t resist reaching out and squeezing her ass making her groan slightly.
She smiled and reached over and picked up a dress, sliding it on. A small red number that hugged her figure, high on her legs.
“What do you think,” she asked, looking at herself in the mirror.
“Very nice,” I said, “but I preferred the last look.”
“Which one,” she said, turning. “This one?”
She slid the dress off her shoulders and stood in front of me, again in her bra and panties.
“Yeah that’s the one,” I said. I reached out and put my hands round her thin waist and slid them down to her narrow hips, over the outside of her thighs. I moved my right hand to her inside thigh and slid it up, touching the crotch of her pants, she moaned.
I ran my fingers over her panties, pushing them in between her pussy lips, a wet patch soaking her crotch. I felt her through the fabric, her warmth and softness, my fingers exploring and rubbing, pushing down on her clit.
I pulled her panties to the side, revealing her tight shaved cunt, and slid my fingers along her moist slit, her juices coating my fingers. I parted her lips slightly, sliding a finger in and out, exploring her insides, her soft flesh coated in her juices.
I started rubbing her clit with two of my fingers, gently at first but then hard and fast, occasionally sliding my fingers in her to lubricate, then returning. Kiera was trying not to groan, her mouth pursed tight, her teeth clamped tight together. I continued for a little while, Kiera pushing her hips forward onto my fingers.
Kiera bent down and whispered in my ear, “I’m getting close already, I’ve been wanting this all day,” she said.
I didn’t want kiera just cumming on my fingers though, so I pulled them out and I slid off the bench onto my knees, peeling Kiera’s panties down as I went. As they hit the floor I lifted her left leg up out of her panties and put her foot up on the bench, widening her legs and stretching her pussy open in front of my face. Her cunt was more beautiful than last night, the bright lights highlighting all the detail.
I moved in and ran my tongue up between her lips, taking in her smell and taste, my own pussy leaking into my own underwear. I pushed my tongue into her opening, her juices coating the tip, feeling the warmth of her on my tongue and the softness of her lips. I explored with my tongue, pushing it in deep and sucking in her sweet nectar as it ran into my mouth.
Kiera quickly put her hand over her mouth and groaned into it, we had to try and be quiet.
I moved my tongue up to her clit and gently circled it, gave it a gentle suck and started to flick it with my tongue, then pushing down harder, greedily lapping at her.
“Oh Rachel,” Kiera moaned quietly.
She grabbed my head and pulled me harder into her cunt, my tongue pressing harder against her. I was desperate to make her cum on my face. My hands were holding tight to her thighs, keeping her firmly in my face.
I didn’t have to wait too long, I heard Lucy groan softly and she bucked, as soon as I knew the orgasm took hold I moved swiftly to her opening, covering it with my mouth, I could feel Kiera’s cunt flood with her juices and I eagerly drank it down. I loved the feel of her pelvis spasming uncontrollably on my face, her narrow hips pushing into me.
Kiera held my head against her for a while, I realised at that point how wet I was, I had been so focused on Kiera’s pleasure, my own cunt had leaked into my pants and leggings, a definite wet patch between my legs. Finally Kiera released me and I stood up, I pulled her close into me, my hips between her legs, her wet pussy pushing into my leggings, I cupped her breasts and kissed her deeply, Kiera allowing me to transfer some of her own juices into her mouth.
She pulled back, “I really love you,” she whispered, my heart fluttered.
“I love you too,” I said, “we need to get home, now.” I gave her my most serious look.
She smiled, “one more stop first,” she said, pulling away and starting to put her clothes back on, “think I’ll just buy all these.”
“Where are we going now?” I asked, disappointment obvious in my tone.
“We need some toys,” she said, a big grin spreading across her face, she winked seductively.
To be Continued,
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