And so it went on for a couple weeks. We shared the toys, and often masturbated at night. When I watched porn I was usually by myself, but I had no fear of Amy coming in and catching me. Once I came in and heard her and Renee in the shower again. This time I didn't sneak around. I got out the vibrator and came before they were even finished. When they came out I was laying on the bed with my jeans around my knees in a post-orgasm stupor.
"Thanks guys," I said as they walked out.
"Our pleasure," Renee said. She squeezed Amy around the waist, and smiled as she checked out my pussy.
"Hey, why don't you take a picture?" I said in mock anger, and pulled up my jeans.
"Sure, where's the camera?" Renee said and laughed.
It all became sort of normal. A situation that just a month ago would have been inconceivable had become status quo. Outside of the dorm room and my friendship with Amy and Renee, I was the same girl I had always been. I don't think any of my other friends noticed a change. But once the door to the dorm room was locked I would get naked and play, and Amy did the same. When I broke up with Gary I guess I thought I'd have another boyfriend in a month or so. I'd go out on a few dates and find another inoffensive guy and have a "normal relationship." Now, my priorities had changed. A few guys asked me out, other science geek types, but I turned them down. My other friends assumed I was still pining for Gary I guess. But I had completely forgotten about him.
More and more I was thinking about Amy, and what it would be like to really be with a woman. We had gotten into a weird sort of situation though, masturbation: yes, watching porn: yes, listening to her and Renee: yes. But neither of us made a pass at the other. Amy was the experienced one, I assumed that if she wanted something to happen she would make a move. But maybe she thought I wasn't ready. Maybe she was waiting for me to do something.
Three weeks after we had first cum together I decided I couldn't take it anymore. Every time we went to bed I wanted to just walk over and get in next to her and just kiss her and snuggle, then fuck her. But I had no idea how to make a move on a girl. I had never even asked a guy out before, I had always waited until they asked me. And if I did ask her, would I really have sex with a girl? Having another girl eat me would be weird, and I had no idea how to give head to a girl, or even if I could. I might get down there and freak out. Finally, I decided to do something about it. It was the last Friday in September and I was in the Library reading late in the afternoon (like I said, I'm a geek). I couldn't concentrate though. I would read a sentence and realize that my mind had drifted and I was thinking about Amy. "I have to find out," I thought. I decided to go up to the dorm and see if she was there. I knew that Renee was working, and that Amy was staying on campus that weekend.
When I got up to the dorm Amy was sitting on her bed reading some trashy novel. She covered up briefly with a sheet when I opened the door. "Hey," she said. I closed and locked the door behind me. She dropped the sheet and went back to reading. I saw she was just wearing panties, yellow with little roses, and an old t-shirt. I took off my hiking boots and walked over to the bed. "I have to do this, I have to do this," I kept thinking, "Just start talking, the words will come."
"Amy, umm, can we talk,"
"Sure, hon, what's up?"
"Listen, uh, can I sit down," I nodded toward the bed. She sat up and made a space next to her. I sat down close to her, I could smell the scent of her hair. "Amy, I've been thinking a lot about, you...and me and you...and, well, I've been wondering..." I never finished. She grabbed my face with both hands and kissed me passionately and long. It was so unexpected that I almost resisted. I opened my eyes in shock. Then I kissed her back.
"I am so mad at you" she said, smiling, "why did you keep me waiting in that bed all by myself, God I wanted you, but I never thought...I guess I was still thinking of you as that repressed little girl I first met."
I hugged her tight and kissed her neck. "Yes, yes, I want you so much Amy, but I didn't know how...I still don't know how...with a woman I mean. It's all so different for me."
"Yes, I know," she said and kissed my forehead and cheeks. I held her shoulders and pushed back a little so I could look straight into her eyes.
"Just promise me you'll go slow, and be patient with me, 'cause I really don't know what I'm doing."
"I promise, dear... and none of us really know what we're doing"
We kissed again deeper this time and longer. I couldn't believe what I was doing. I was making out with another girl and it was incredible. This beautiful woman, who wanted me, as much as I wanted her. Our tongues met and twined. She took my lower lip into her mouth and bit gently. I kissed her cheeks, her nose, her chin, then nuzzled against her neck. I kissed the tender skin at the side of her neck, and sucked lightly at it, holding the skin between me teeth. She shivered and whispered my name, clutching at my body. I moved to her ear, breathing into her and gliding my teeth across it before I nibbled gently at her ear lobe. She turned her head and offered it to me. Then she pulled back and looked into my eyes. We gazed at each other as we kissed, then I lowered my eyes, taking in the lissome beauty before me.
I reached for her breasts like they were treasure. I felt them, soft and firm, so much like mine in size and shape. For the first time since we kissed my hand shook as I reached for the hem of her t-shirt. I started to pull up slowly, revealing her flat stomach. But she was impatient and removed her shirt in one swift motion. I cupped her breasts in my hand and kissed her again. Her hands pulled at the back of my shirt and yanked it roughly over my head, mussing my hair. She was like a boy, fumbling with my bra strap, as if this were her first. When it came undone she reached for the strap between my breasts, made a fist around it and pulled my bra off, throwing it to the side. I hugged her and felt our breasts together, our nipples hard.
We were sitting on her bed, her legs were under my thighs and my legs were wrapped around her. She kissed my chin, the front of my neck, then in small soft kisses she moved to my breast. I was shivering. She kissed softly, then reached my nipple. She pressed her lips together around it, then bit, rolling it between her teeth. She took the other breast in her hand and pinched the nipple between her finger nails. I thought I could almost reach orgasm just from this. It was like she was stimulating so much more than just my breasts, without touching it, she was doing more to my clit than any toy.
I was feeling her body with my hands: her arms, shoulders, back, breasts, thighs. I felt the hem of her underwear and wanted them off. We disentangled our legs and she knelt in front of me. She put her thumbs inside the waist band and started to push them down. I grabbed her hands and stopped her. I was going to do this. I pulled down slowly at the front, revealing the top of her bush. It was golden and soft, I stroked it lightly. Then I pulled down from the sides, pulling them over her butt and revealing her sex. I could smell her. I stroked her cheeks with both hands and kissed her stomach, just below her navel. She removed her panties the rest of the way and we kissed again.
Now we were sitting side by side, my right thigh over her left. She undid the button on my pants and slid her hand within my jeans, over my panties, softly against my vulva. She pulled her hand back, then slid it back in slower this time, inside my undies, against my skin. She stopped kissing me and watched my face as her fingers parted my pubic hair. I gasped as she found my clit. She circled it slowly with the tip of her finger. I traced the tip of my finger down her belly, across her navel to the top of her hair. I mimicked exactly what she was doing to me. Her pubes were trimmed shorter than mine, and were slightly softer. I felt her sex, the same as mine and different, her lips were slightly smaller.
She was wet, the moisture no longer just inside her, now all her hair was damp. When I touched her clit she shivered and grit her teeth. I rubbed it back and forth the way I would my own. She kept circling my clit, faster now. I thought we would come just like that, but she decided it wasn't time. "Not yet....Stand up" she whispered, and I did. We stood together, her completely naked and me wearing only my jeans. We kissed and pressed our bodies together, I could feel the heat of her stomach against mine, her breasts against mine, her thighs against mine. Slowly she kissed down my body, my neck, my breasts, my stomach, until she was kneeling before me, kissing the skin just above the button of my jeans. She looked up at me and smiled, as she pulled down the zipper. She put her hands in my pants and caressed my buttocks as she pushed my pants down. They dropped to the floor and I stepped out of them. She kissed my stomach and thighs, and nuzzled my cunt through my panties. I could barely stand up. I was practically grinding into her nose.
She reached to take off my last clothing, and I thought "this is it, this is for real, there is no turning back." Naked now and standing kissing my lover, there was nothing between us and I could feel her pubes, slightly higher than mine, against my lower belly. She pushed me back until I lay on the bed, her on top of me. We kissed and nibbled and ground our bodies together. I could feel her wetness against mine. Our clits met and we both shivered. I put my legs around her waist and grabbed her buttocks, as if she were a man fucking me. She kissed my breasts, then my navel and the top edge of my pubes. She stopped and looked up at me, "Are you sure you're ready for this."
