My name is Jill. This story is about how my best friend Laura and I first discovered the joy that two loving females could give to each other.
All through our years at University I had initially admired Laura for her poise and strength and I had a crush on her that I would barely admit to myself, unwilling to admit that I may have lesbian tendencies. One time in our final year it came to a head. The scene was with Laura at my house one summer evening helping me to cram for our upcoming final exams. We were in my bedroom and the house was empty, as mum and dad had both gone out for the evening. In deference to the gloriously warm weather I was just wearing a lilac T shirt (without bra) and a light denim mini skirt with plain white panties. Laura was in cut off jeans and a skimpy cotton blouse. As the late sun cast a glow into the room it seemed to highlight Laura where she sat on the bed asking me questions from the study text. She seemed to me in that moment to be a goddess, such was her beauty, and I held my breath for a moment as I drank in the thrilling sight.
Laura suddenly glanced toward me, I suppose wondering about the silence. Seeing the look of awe on my face she smiled sweetly and laughingly said, "Jill, you look as if you are in a trance!"
I blushed to the roots of my hair and she immediately got off the bed and came over to me. I sat enthralled as her hand slowly reached towards me. She reached out and brushed a few strands of hair from my face, her touch so gentle it was barely felt.
"Jill, you are so beautiful," she murmured.
My heart was pounding like a drum and my breathing had become fast and shallow. I reached out to touch her face, which was within a few inches of mine, and as our arms touched I felt an electric tingle rush from my arm straight to my groin where a delicious warmth and moistness was beginning. Without taking my eyes away from Laura's my hand reached her face and gently caressed her from brow to chin. The temperature in the room seemed to leap and I was aware of a light sheen of sweat on Laura's brow and over her arms, also aware that I was sweating too. As I continued to caress Laura's face, she began to run her fingers lightly up and down my bare arms, our faces just inches apart.
"Laura, I..." I began to speak, not even really sure what I was going to say. My thoughts were such a chaotic jumble of guilt, longing and passion.
"Sshhh Jill," Laura said, kissing her index finger and pressing it lightly against my lips.
"Don't say anything yet, just kiss me please."