DISCLAIMER: The following story is a fictional story of a teenage lesbian couple. There are lesbian sexual acts. Anyone who does not want to read about lesbians should LEAVE NOW. All characters are fictional and any resemblance to real people is purely coincidental (although they are biased off of me and my girlfriend).
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Note: The format is a bit different than Part !, but it's the same story. I just wanted to make it easier to read!
Teens Intertwined: Part 2
My best friend was soon to become my lover. The door closed silently as we fell into her bed, and into oblivion.
I sat on the bed, my entire body covered in nervous goose bumps. Was this really happening? Nicole was gorgeous, my dream girl. I was lost in her amber eyes, swimming in the softness of her lips, at the mercy of her delicate hands...
Nicole sat next to me, also nervous but more confident than I. Her hands cupped my cheeks again, no doubt she could feel my red hot blush. Our kiss started slow. We pecked each other, as if each kiss was a new on, fresh and exciting. Our quick pecks turned into locked lips, turned into our tongue wrestling in my mouth.
Each time my tongue touched hers, a jolt of pleasure rippled down my spine. Her hands gliding up the back of my shirt to work at my bra drew a shaky gasp from my mouth. One good thing about a girl: they know where the bra is and how to unhook it without looking like an idiot.
She pressed me down onto the bed, our hearts racing in unison. I reached up and tugged her shirt up and over her head. I was shocked at the sight of her two perfect 34Ds nestled in a black and red lace bra, her skin begging to be kissed. Unable to control my lust, I leaned up and did just that. I started at her neck, my lips ghosting down over her collar bone, down the front of her supple chest, my tongue darting out to run over the top of her perfect breasts. I heard a soft groan from above me, and her fingers laced in my hair and gripped, not violently, but out of pure pleasure.
Egged on by her little gorgeous sounds, I ran my tongue between her cleavage, licking at the sides of her breasts. "Oh, Heather..." Nicole moaned, her cheeks pinkening, her chest rising and falling faster. I could feel her heart against my lips, and I felt it jump as my tongue dove under the edge of the bra to touch new territory.
I eagerly pulled her bra down, exposing her nipples. They were more perfect than I could imagine. They were dark and defined without being too large. Her nipples were firm, like the eraser on a pencil, and I had to taste them. My lips wrapped around one of her nipple and sucked, my tongue flickering over the end of it, teeth nibbling gently. She jerked and groaned, my hands pushing me against her. "God, fuck..." She muttered, eyes half closed, half gazing down at me.
She removed the rest of her bra and pushed me to my back, tugging my shirt up and over my head. I could tell my the look on her face that Nicole was completely zoned, neck deep in desire and love and want. Both her hands came to my breasts and squeezed, groping me with hunger, pressing my tits up, her hands kneading them as she stole a feverish kiss. We fought with our mouths, a battle of teeth and tongue and lips and panting, our hips rocking together, grinding.
I could feel a thick wetness between my legs start to grow, as I was lost in the sensation of being felt up but a girl, a girl I loved so deeply, her hips jetting against mine. I thrashed gently under her, trying hard to stifle my moans I felt bubbling in my throat.
Her hands started working at my jeans. I lift my hips, inviting her, welcoming her eagerness with my own. She quickly unbutton and unzipped the pants, a barrier between us. I kicked them off, letting them fall carelessly to the floor. I had on my rainbow stripped booty boy shorts. How appropriate.
Nicole must have enjoyed them because she licked her lips, her fingers tracing over the fabric, hiding my intimate parts. "Gorgeous...." She muttered. Suddenly, her fingers trailed over my clit, my tightly wound bundle of nerves. I jerk quickly, a fire running through my blood. She must have enjoyed the look of raw pleasure on my face, because she rubbed there again. I thrashed, groaning and biting at my lip, feeling my body melt, steaming with newfound joy.
She quickly removed her pants, and I was glad she did. She was wearing a simple black pair of bikini cut panties, but god did they look fabulous on her.
I understand why she wanted to touch me so badly. It must have been how I felt at that moment. I reached forward, fingers shaking as I touched her panty-covered pussy. She leaned back, enjoying my curiousness and adventure. Her voice was velvety soft as she whisper, "Do you want to see it?"
I shrank back some, afraid. I had never seen another girl's pussy before. I mean, I've seen glimpses and such in the locker room, but that always made me feel dirty for looking. Nicole smirked and gently, but firmly, gripped the back of my curly brown hair and tugged me down closer to her crotch. "It's okay..." She assures me, her voice like a tender hug. "I'll tell you if something feels good, and you can stop anytime you want..."
I could smell her arousal, the thick feminine smell of sex. It was strong and made me dizzy. It was so erotic and rich and new, and I soon become seduced by it. My fingers, still trembling with nervousness, pinched the top of her underwear and tugged them down.
There, before my eyes, was the most gorgeous thing I'd ever seen. Her pussy was completely hairless, except for a small landing strip down the middle. Her lips her juicy and perfect, her clit gorged with arousal from our grinding.
Unsure of where to start in my new playground, my fingers stroked the little landing strip, my mouth hanging open some as I gazed at her. My fingers caressed lower, closer to her clit, and I felt her breath pick up. I looked up, my gaze locking with her adoring one. Keeping the intense, loving eye contact, my fingers finall brushed over her clit. "Ohgod..." She stammered, her head tilting back, eyes closing.
The look of lust on her face drove me wild and I felt an odd force inside my body pushing me down, my lips somehow coming in contact with her clit. My tongue, having a life of it's own, starting to lick at the perfect, sensitive stub. Nicole thrashed and jolted under me, my nails clawing at my back. I took her clit between my lips and sucked, the tip of my tongue prodding at the sensitive pearl at the tip of her clit.
"Heather! Ugh, fuck... Don't stop..." She begged, as if I had any intention of making those intoxicating moans stop. I lapped at her clit like it was a lollipop, my lips and tongue working away, sucking and gnawing and lipping, the taste of her sex making me go wild. I buried my face between her legs, tasting every inch of her I could manage, pressing my tongue firmly against your clit, tilting my head to get a better angle to attack her pussy with.
Two fingers slipped into her tight hole, lubed with her own wetness. I twisted and curled my fingers inside her, feeling her body shake with lust underneath me. Each thrust of my finger caused her to gasp, and her pussy muscles pulsed and tensed around my fingers, my tongue and fingers working together to push her further into oblivion.
Nicole was thrashing, clawing at whatever she could find: my back, my hair, the sheets, herself. I felt her muscles tighten, and I knew what was coming next. With my last burst of energy, I thrust a third finger into her, pounding her pussy with a vicious hunger and love, my lips wrapping around her clit and sucking hard, pushing myself against her thick, juicy, perfect thighs.
"HEATHER! Ohmygodohmygod...." I tasted a new wave of thick wetness, the taste pungent and intense. I lapped away at it, her orgasmic moans and whimpers make my vision blur with desire. I gripped her thighs and held her down, wanting to feel her muscles tremble under my finger tips. My heart skipped a beat for my love and admiration of her. Her orgasm, her sweet, thick sex juice, the way her eyes closed and her back arched... She was all I ever wanted.
I reached down to touch myself, my fingers working away at my ultra-sensitive clit. I knew it would only be moments before I, too, orgasmed. Within seconds, supercharged by watching my best friend have such an intense, out of this world orgasm, I followed suit. I screamed her name, my body writhing against her, pressing my face into her thigh to muffle my moans.
I let us relax, her breaths heavy, her eyes shut. I was panting hard, my world dizzy. I crawled up next to her and wrapped my arms around her body, stroking her sides. With a look of tenderness, we gazed into each other's eyes. "I love you," we said in unison, blushing at our shared confession. I held her tighter than I've ever held anyone, my Nicole's heart beating right against mine.
We fell asleep, our legs tangled together, indistinguishable. I could feel our hearts clinging, our bodies sexual satisfied and our lives forever changed.
I loved Nicole, and I knew we could make it.
Hope you enjoyed part two. If you liked it, send me an email letting me know! I was planning on stopping the story at Part Two, but I will continue if I know people are actually reading it.
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