*Abbreviated Disclaimer*
As before: These are fictional events based on real people and written as an erotic homage to their sexiness and funniness.
Also worth noting: The chapter before this one was quite long and this one will be much shorter but most chapters of this series should fall somewhere in between.
Last thing: I've seen the Lee Newton feedback and will plan accordingly. My reasoning for leaving her out was simply that there was already a rather large cast and she was the easiest non-essential character to write out. But this will be rectified at some point in the near future. Thank you so much for the feedback and the love!
And as always, happy orgasms!
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Chapter 2 – Bedtime
Meg was shocked by how aggressive Trisha was being suddenly. It was like a switch had been flipped from 'Friend' to 'Lover' and she was full-steam ahead. Not that Meg was complaining; she'd secretly wanted this for years but never thought in a million years her desires would come to fruition. She decided not to think about it too much and instead just enjoy this new trajectory of their relationship for what it was while it lasted. Who was to say that things would continue this way past this weekend, or even this one night for that matter? If nothing else she wanted this to be an amazing memory between them to think back on even if they never discussed it again.
While Meg was busy thinking about the gravity of the events unfolding between them Trisha was busy taking action. She'd continued to kiss Meg passionately after that first kiss, but as their tongues intertwined Trisha's small hands danced their way up Meg's sides, sending shivers up and down her arms and back, before roughly cupping both of Meg's pert breasts and squeezing them. She probably remembered her purple-haired friend saying in the past that she liked when people were rough with her breasts, or maybe Trisha was always so passionate in bed, Meg really had no way of knowing but she appreciated it either way. The rough handling of her squishy pillows forced a moan from Meg's throat which entered Trisha's mouth and prompted a grin from the shorter woman.
"You like that huh?" Trisha teased before using forefinger and thumb to give the rosy-red nipples in her hands a firm squeeze which nearly buckled Meg's knees with pleasure.
"Mmhmm," Meg whimpered, moaning as Trisha continued to fondle her chest. Meg's own hands seemed lost as to what they should be doing, as if she'd never been with another woman before. Eventually they resolved to rest upon her friend's lower back because they couldn't quite reach her perky little ass comfortably.
They continued to kiss passionately, breathing heavily into each other between moans and slippery lips for a few more moments before Trisha used Meg's breasts to guide her backwards toward her large fluffy bed. The comforter sitting atop the bed was a slate grey while the sheets beneath it were navy blue and the pillows followed that pattern. The two of them weren't focused on the décor though and as her thighs bumped into the bed Meg fell backwards onto it with an, "Oof!" Trisha slid gracefully on top of her and continued to fondle and kiss her as Meg used her arms and butt to shimmy further onto the king size mattress.
Once they'd both gotten situated Trisha planted her crotch against Meg's hip bone and slowly began to grind her clit into it while continuing to roll her tongue around inside her friend's mouth. Finally she broke the kiss and sat up. Looking down at Meg whose purple hair was splayed out around her in a dark swirl she had a delicious smile spreading across her face.
"Wow, you're just too gorgeous," her hands were still fastened to the pale breasts they'd been fondling, but they were only softly stroking the supple flesh now, much more gentle than before. "I've wanted this to happen for so long but I've always been too nervous to do anything about it." As Trisha spoke her small left hand abandoned the tit of its choice and tickled its way down Meg's torso until she was reaching slightly behind herself to glide her fingers across the soft moist skin of Meg's labia before finally slipping between her lips and sinking deeply into the awaiting hole with a satisfying squelch.
Meg gasped sharply as pleasure coursed through her pelvis like lightning. She took a moment to acclimate to the sensation of Trisha exploring her silken tunnel before saying, "But Shish, you had to know that I wanted the same from you. I mean I'm the bisexual one after all, and look at you!"
Trisha blushed, perched atop her new lover and still grinding herself slowly against the firm bone beneath her, "I know, I know," she admitted, "I guess I was afraid that it might ruin our friendship. And maybe I was afraid of confronting my actual feelings and that I'm clearly not as straight as I thought I was before I developed these feelings for you." She curled the fingers inside of Meg in order to find the fleshy patch that indicated her G-spot and began to stroke it firmly without breaking eye contact which caused the Meg's back to arch into the air as it was all she could do with Trisha mounting her. "But after tonight, watching the show Bree and Reina were putting on and how incredibly hot it got me, I can't deny how attracted I am to other women; you specifically. It just seemed like the perfect time to act on these feelings I've been hiding for so long."
"Well," Meg managed between the involuntary gasps and moans Trisha was bringing to her lips, "I'm so fucking glad you did." Deciding that she had no idea why she still hadn't done so, Meg brought her hands up to Trisha's pendulous breasts and held them in each hand for a moment. They were far more than a handful of glorious tit flesh each, and Meg just wanted to hold them and feel their warmth and weight for a while. She squeezed at them, noting how supple they were and how just the gentlest of squeezes seemed to push Trisha's pelvis into overdrive.
