"I can not believe that we went to Adam's party. He is such a loser." Krista and I quietly entered the apartment, trying not to wake the neighbors. I have grown up living next to Krista my entire life. So, naturally when it was time to move to college, we got an apartment together.
"I know. That is the last time that we let him talk us into that." We changed our clothes and got into bed. We usually talk for hours until we both fall asleep, but tonight was different. We really did not say anything at all. After drifting off into sleep, I felt a hand brush over my stomach and under my tank top. I assumed that is was a dream, a very wonderful dream, and went along with it. The hand continued to move up my body and find my round, perky breasts. I felt fingers run over my hard nipple. I let out a moan that woke me up. When I opened my eyes, Krista's soft, pink lips were dangerously close to my own.
I was not sure what do to, as the confusion settled I realized what was happening. I allowed my instincts to take over. I lifted my head and met my lips to hers. Feeling the tender lips of a woman for the first time was incredible. Her lips parted and allowed me to kiss her passionately. I rolled over on top of her and continued to kiss her. Then I moved my kisses over to ear and gently nibbled on them.
As I trailed my tongue down her neck, she stopped me. "Chelsey, what are we doing?"
I ignored her question initially. I lifted her soft cotton shirt and licked her hard erect nipple. "If you want me stop, I will." All Krista could do was moan as I took her ample breast into my mouth. I rolled my tongue over her nub as I sucked on her nipple. I massaged her other breast with my hand. At first, I used my palm to rub her entire breast. Then I directed my attention to her nipple and gently squeezed and pinched it. My free hand moved down her stomach and tugged at her panties.
I slid down her body and pulled her panties down as I went. I sat back and looked at her. My best friend had her shirt rolled up at her neck, her panties were around her ankles, her breasts were rising and falling as she panted, and her folds glistened from her wetness. "Please, Chelsey..."
I loved to hear her beg. I wanted to hear her scream for her release. I returned to my position close to her feminine lips. I glided my tongue up and down her slit, careful not to touch her hot button. As I heard her breathing deepen with anticipation, I inserted two fingers inside her folds. Krista gasped for air as I thrust my fingers in and out of her wet, hot walls. I was still careful not to touch the one spot that she wanted me to touch the most.
"Chelsey...come on" Krista could barely get her words out of her mouth. I allowed my thrusts to become quicker and harder, but still would not lick her swollen hard clit. Krista could not take it any longer. She took her hand and pushed my head into her. She moved herself until she was under my lips.