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This story depicts lesbian sex, if this not to your liking, please visit some of my other submissions, otherwise I hope you enjoy.
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Her friend slumped down in the chair and Trinity could tell her friend wasn't happy. Second nature told Trinity that she needed to go over and comfort her friend. Putting her hand around her shoulder she asked, "What's the matter Georgie?" This was Trinity's pet name for her friend Georgia. Georgia would address her as Trin or Trinnie.
Her friend sighed heavily and groaned "I need to get laid, I'm not fussy. It's just that guys don't give me a second glance when there are girls like you around."
Trinity pulled her in closer and replied "Arrrrr sweety. There's someone out there right now mopping that they would love to meet a beautiful, witty and intelligent girl. You just haven't met each other yet. You need a bit of patience."
It didn't appear to put her in the right frame of mind though as Georgia replied "To hell with that. I need to get laid now otherwise that itch deep inside isn't going to get any relief anytime soon." Trinity felt for her friend, their friendship had stemmed from attending their first school at the same time. Being newbies, they gravitated to each other and every experience had been shared up until they lost their virginity. It was Georgia who had her cherry popped first some months before Trinity went down that road but whereas Trinity had a regular stream of boyfriends, Georgie's chances were somewhat limited because boys their age didn't tend to go for the 'larger girl'. "No-one wants to date fat girls anymore" was Georgia's perpetual gripe.
This was a topic of conversation that the two regularly had. Georgia was what you would class as plus sized although her friend would always look past this exterior image, the girl/woman on the inside was beautiful to the Trinity. Georgia was always by her side every step of the way no matter when her time was needed or how much time was needed, she was there. She always seemed to have the right words whenever Trinnie was down. Anything that was confessed to her never crossed her lips ever again; although they didn't fit the same clothes, they liked the same music, laughed at the same things, even had the same interests and pastimes. One was the other in that respect.
Despite Georgia being on a bit of a downer about herself, Trinnie was actually jealous of the admiring looks Georgia's chest managed to draw even if she wasn't able to land a boyfriend. Trinity would always bring the conversation round to how glorious her friends tits looked and today was no exception when she chided "How those aren't attracting bees like a honey pot defies me."
Her friend smiled their shared smile and leant her head back against Trinnie's shoulder and breathed "Thank you. You just know what to say every time I'm down but it still doesn't ease the itch, You know?" Trinity was actually distracted as at that moment she was looking down at her friend and had a front row view of the deep creamy white cleavage.
Trinity figured nothing was going to be achieved tonight and despite it still being quite early suggested "Look, why don't we call it a night and bug out of here. I know I'll have a far more enjoyable time if it's just the two of us."
Georgie was feeling a little better and smiled up at her friend saying, "Yes I think I'll enjoy that more as well." They had already made arrangements for Georgia to crash the night at Trinity's and so the two made their way to Trinity's car and made the short journey to her house. Upon arriving, Trinnie fixed them both a drink and the two sat next to each other on the sofa as Georgia's morose mood came down again "I've tried every diet under the sun. I've exercised until I'm a panting wreck on the floor and no amount of miracle shakes makes any difference."
Trinnie pulled her into the usual cuddle and set there stroking her friend's hair as she said "Just accept who you and I suspect you'll have a different view of life. I'm seriously worried about you. There will be someone out there for you if you are just a little patient. Someone is going to cross your path who realises they need your special brand of awesomeness in their life and the important thing is that they will fall in love with the real you and not something you are pretending to be."
Georgia sighed again and replied once again "But that doesn't answer my needs right now."
Trinnie had heard this so many times tonight she just sighed but this time suggested "Well take care of it yourself if you get my meaning."
Georgia pulled a sulky face and replied "Been there, done that, it just doesn't feel the same. I need someone else to be doing it to me. I can't believe how desperate I am, it's been close to a year since I had some intimate contact with another human being."
Trinity's heart went out to her friend, she felt helpless in her friend's predicament. Until an idea popped into her head "I can offer one of my 'Toys' if you'd like. Although I clean them each time, I'd suggest a thorough cleaning but it might help with your problem."
In a repeat of their conversation at the party Georgia leant her head against Trinity's shoulder affording her friend a view down Georgia's impressive deep cleavage "Ahhhh, you really are the bestest friend I could ever have. I appreciate your offer but a Toy hardly provides the human touch I crave. You know that lovely cuddle after the act."
Trinnie sat there trying to come up with a solution, 'I so want to help her, but how?' she mulled over in her head. All the while she was staring down at her friends chest when she gave a faint gasp, the exposed part of her chest that was visible from the neckline quivered. It just looked so inviting. Every fibre of her being wanted to reach out and caress the full round pillows but in all their conversations neither had ever voiced any sentiment to get intimate with another woman. 'If I do act on temptation, how will Georgie react? Oh god I so want to help her, she seems so vulnerable but do I dare?'
Time seemed to stand still and Trinity was almost witnessing an out of body experience as her free hand came up slowly. It hovered for a moment and then moved towards her friend; then it happened. The hand came down and made contact with her friend's full round breast. Georgia gasped in surprised; she began to say "What are you..." but then groan as the hand brushed past her prominent and sensitive nipple, "... oh god yes. That feels so very nice."
She looked up into Trinnie's face with what seemed pleading eyes and a single tear trickled down Georgie's cheek. Trinity pulled her hand back sharply as she mumbled "I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me."
She started to pull her arm from around her friend but then Georgia took a hold of her hand and brought it back to her breast saying "No, please don't stop."
Trinity was still in two minds "But you're crying."
Georgia smiled up at Trinity as her friend continued to hold and caress her breast "I'm not crying. I'm happy. I'm relieved. It feels so nice to have someone who I know loves me touch me like this." She then craned her neck upwards while pursing her lips. To Trinity this could only mean one thing and she needed to take one final leap of faith as she craned her own neck downwards until her lips touched Georgie's and that is when the fireworks went off inside both of them.
This was the first time either had kissed another woman and yet both considered it far superior to kissing a boy -- they were just too clumsy and too focused on themselves. The kissing was progressing well but the important thing for Georgia was that Trinity never moved her hand. The important thing for Trinity was that Georgie never moved the hand from her breast; it felt so warm and soft to the touch. Time had stood still for both of them and neither cared. It just felt so natural that it would be their soul mate, their oldest friend that they would one that was making the experience so special.
Georgia took hold of Trinity's hand -- the slim blonde was afraid she would be removing the hand -- the reality was she moved it but only to her other breast. While Georgia's hand was a top Trinnie's the brunette flexed her own fingers so that the delicate hand below mimicked the finger flexing. Trinity took the instruction as intended and Georgia was delighted that once she moved her own hand Trinity continued the flexing and it felt so very nice. Georgia had been felt up by a couple of guys before, with tits as big as hers they were always going to be a draw and yet this time around the caressing was soft and tender. 'Did this mean I'm a lesbian? Who cares as long as Trinnie doesn't let go anytime soon' she mulled over in her head.