Note to readers: Thank you for the overwhelming response and feedback on my first story. I have spent the past three years working on my second degree but promised that I would come back with a sequel. Certain passages from Chapter I were based on real life occurrences between me and Jessica. Jessica and I lost touch after I moved onto graduate school, but to this day, I still attribute the awakening of my bisexuality to that one very sexy girl.
What you are about to read in Chapter II is mostly a fictional account of what might have happened between us. This story picks up right after Cindy and Jessica share their first bisexual experience as roommates. It remains a personal favorite fantasy of mine and after all these years, it still has the power to ignite the passion deep within me. I hope you will enjoy it. ~Cindy
As sunlight crept into the room in the wee hours of the morning, Cindy felt her eyelids flutter against the soft light. She rubbed her eyes and allowed the image before her to come to focus. She gasped and then slowly released her breath through slightly parted lips. She fixed her eyes on the silhouette before her and reveled in how its warmth enveloped and comforted her. Cindy blinked a few times and images of young, supple curves soon formed and filled her eyes. Jessica was curled up on her side, still sound asleep, with rich locks from her silky hair cascading down her bare back and shoulder, seeking refuge in the valley formed between her luscious breasts. As she breathed deeply in her slumber, her chest would heave and the locks of her hair would brush up against and tease her pink nipples, leaving them erect and inviting. Cindy moved her gaze down the length of Jessica’s body and saw that her left hand was nestled between the crevices of her legs. Almost instinctively, she ran her tongue across her own lips as if trying to remember the taste…yes, the taste of hot nectar flowing into her mouth and running down her chin and neck. Yes…the guiding of her head to the hot center between milky white thighs, the filling of her mouth with an engorged clitoris, the gentle rocking and grinding against her tongue, the musky scent of Jessica’s wet sex, and the delightful mixture of urgent pleas and soft moans muffled against a pillow. Yes…it had all come back to her.
Cindy felt the heat of her passion rise up from her sex and course through her veins. She felt it sweep across her neck and face, infusing them with a radiant color. Her pupils dilated and her eyes burned with lust and desire. She was insatiable. She wanted and craved for so much more than what was given to her last night. But Cindy knew that she needed to move slowly. She needed to be gentle with Jessica because she didn’t know how Jessica would feel about last night, and whether she would regret anything.
Frustrated, Cindy flung herself on her back and felt the immediate coolness of the sheets soothe her inner fire. She took a couple deep breaths to calm down and gather her thoughts, but still couldn’t ignore the musky scent diffusing from between her legs like heavy perfume on a hot summer’s day. She couldn’t ignore the wetness that seeped idly from between her swollen lips or the rhythmic throbbing of her clitoris. She tried resisting the urge to touch herself and giving into temptation so easily. Cindy took pride in being a well disciplined person who seemed always to have things “under control,” but when it came to sex, she was no match. Sometimes she hated how easily overcome she was by her sexual desires and how she would stop at nothing to feel the pleasure build between her legs and the orgasm grab hold of her body and ride it hard and fast like a madman.
Cindy let out a soft sigh and turned onto her side to face Jessica. She reached over for Jessica’s hand and brought it to her lips. As she inhaled, she caught a faint whiff of her own scent on Jessica’s fingers. Cindy remembered how those slender fingers had toyed with and pinched her hard nipples and how they had coyly found their way between her legs where they caressed and fondled her clit without mercy. She remembered how slick and wet they were while plunging into her tight pussy to fill her up, and how she had creamed all over them when she came. Cindy closed her eyes and slid Jessica’s finger into her mouth, tasting herself. She swirled her tongue around the tip, teasing its nerve endings, and slowly eased the entire length of the finger into her mouth. Her lips wrapped around the base and slowly, she moved her mouth up and down while her tongue continued to caress it. She wished it would swell and fill her mouth like a cock, but instead, she slid another finger into her mouth and sucked hungrily while Jessica slept.
Jessica had tossed and turned all night. Her body ached and burned, and her skin shimmered with sweat. Ephemeral images danced in her head…images of her roommate Cindy…yes, of Cindy’s luscious breasts pressed against her face…of perky pink nipples slipping past her lips, begging to be sucked…and of an erect clit within smooth lips riding the tip of her tongue. Jessica’s eyes danced behind closed lids as if watching a movie only she could see. The fine line between reality and fantasy was fading quickly and her chest heaved while these images continued to invade her mind.
Feelings of lust and desire for another girl were foreign to her, and yet she had felt them. She was confused. In her dreams, she had known the gentleness of another girl’s touch and the softness of her lips. Her fingers had caressed skin as smooth and white as her own and they had found the little pearl hidden between swollen lips and deep, thick folds. She had tasted, for the first time, the bitter-sweetness that defined women, and had plunged her tongue into an inferno of desire. She had heard Cindy call out her name, begging her to lick faster and to suck harder, and she had felt a rush of wetness coat her tongue and trickle down her throat.
Jessica’s body began to pulsate and fill with fervor. She rolled onto her back, exposing her breasts to the coolness of morning’s air. Her nipples ached and filled with a rosy color as the morning chill teased them into erectness. “It’s all a dream,” her mind repeated like a broken record, but her eyebrows furrowed and her lips formed a pout. She knew it wasn’t just a dream. She had been seduced by her roommate…a female with such raw sexual energy and magnetism. Cindy’s lust was contagious, spreading and infecting those around her. Jessica recalled how hot and feverish she had felt when Cindy had touched her and how her body had yielded against her will to knowing and wanton caresses.
Jessica ran both hands down her neck and over her breasts. Her nipples hardened against her warm touch. She arched her back and moaned as her fingers toyed with and pinched her nipples hard. Her hands continued down the softness of her tummy, sending ripples of sensations throughout her body, and when her fingers found the dimple of her belly button, they dipped into it and rubbed the soft flesh around it in circles. Jessica smiled in her sleep and bit down on her lower lip. She reveled in the sensations that were flooding her soft, young body. And as her hand traveled down her naked body, it stopped to knead the soft mound of her shaven pussy and she parted her thighs when it reached down to cup her wet sex. Ooooh, so smooth…so wet…and so ripe for the picking. She felt the wetness from within build and release like a small tidal wave, coating and lubricating her inner walls and lips.
With one hand, Jessica’s middle and index finger formed a “V” to part her slick, swollen lips. Her inner lips were shades of bright pink and her clit stood erect like a tiny cock just begging to be sucked and licked. She imagined cool air being blown across her clit, causing it to stiffen and perfuse with blood. Jessica reached up with her other hand to cup her breast and tweak her nipple. She imagined a soft mouth gently tugging and biting on her pussy lips and a soft, supple tongue caressing her inner thighs and licking her smooth mound. She imagined hands pushing apart her legs, fingers prying into her delicious wet sex, and a hot tongue plunging into her folds, seeking out her clit.
Jessica felt a few light taps across her clit that caused it to stir and stiffen further. Her legs were spread wider as a thumb and finger encircled her clit and began jacking it off rhythmically. Jessica’s body jolted as waves of pleasure swept through her body, peaking at her nipples and fingertips. “This dream is too good to be true,” Jessica thought to herself. She felt a slick, wet tongue dip into her hole, caressing the walls within it and instinctively, her hot little hole clamped down on it, trying to milk that tongue for all she was worth.
