The week after Erin's blunder was worse than she could ever imagine. Now it was quite obvious that Shannon wasn't exactly angry, but that she was very hurt by Erin's rejection. There were no new girls brought back to the room though, something that Erin was profoundly grateful for even though it made her feel even worse in some ways. Her own heart was in turmoil, not knowing what she wanted or whether she wanted it...
Was it just that she was still influenced by the idiocies and bigotries of her small town? She'd thought that she'd grown out of that at this much more open-minded college, in fact that was one of the things that she liked about this place. People could be who they were instead of trying to always pretend they were something else, someone else. There were the people who poked and teased, but they were the minority here. In fact, a lot of the people here looked down on them for being so narrow-minded.
Deep down, was she one of those narrow-minded people? When she looked at her behavior since getting to school, she could see almost clear cut signs that she was more attracted to girls than boys... was that something that she still thought she should be ashamed of? Right when she'd had the chance to fulfill her fantasies from the past couple months, she'd pulled away. That wasn't really something to be proud of, because she knew that it was something she wanted. If she didn't want it she wouldn't have been thinking about it all the time.
So why couldn't she go for what she wanted? Why had she freaked?
About the only question she knew the answer to was why it hurt her so much to see Shannon hurting. And she knew that she'd done it, that it was her fault. Of all the ways to be unsure about her sexuality, that had to be the worst. She'd actually hurt someone that she really cared about, and not just in a romantic kind of way. Shannon had been her first friend here, the first person to try and drag her out of her shell... and she'd repaid her by freaking out when it was something she'd actually wanted.
Erin wanted to bang her head against her desk. To make matters worse, Shannon was talking to her even less than they had after Erin had caught Shannon and Christie having sex. And whenever Shannon did talk to her it was in a quiet kind of way, almost as though she was afraid of suffering another rejection. Erin didn't know how to make things better, she wasn't brave enough to just step forward and kiss Shannon, and she wasn't even sure if that was what Shannon wanted. With things the way they were, she also didn't feel comfortable bringing up her thoughts about her sexuality with her roommate. So instead they were pretty much avoiding each other, although Erin couldn't stop trying to think of ways to make things better. It was driving her crazy.
One night she was lying in bed, just thinking... she kept turning her head to look at Shannon's still form under the covers. Erin's mind drifted back to the night that Shannon had come home drunk and had sex while Erin was just a few feet away... whether or not Shannon had ever realized. Suddenly, before she even really knew what she was doing, Erin was tossing back the covers and walking over towards Shannon's bed.
With her heart pounding in her chest, Erin looked down at her sleeping roommate, the moonlight playing across Shannon's features. Moving slowly, carefully, she peeled the covers back. Shannon's nightshirt had ridden up to her hips. Gently, Erin began to pull Shannon's underwear off... the sleeping girl shifted in her sleep and sighed. Freezing for a moment, Erin watched for any signs of Shannon waking... she didn't know how to explain their current positions because she wasn't even sure what she was doing. When Shannon didn't move, Erin finished pulling her underwear off and looked down at the bared pussy.
It was pink, smooth... lips slightly parted and even glistening a little. Her curiosity leapt... wondering what it would taste like on her tongue. The same as her own pussy? Different? Very carefully, making sure not to disturb her roommate, she got onto the bed between Shannon's parted thighs and leaned in for a closer look. The sweet aroma filled her nose and she couldn't help but let one finger graze along Shannon's smooth thigh and into the juices of her slit. Pulling it away, Erin sucked on her finger, tasting a slightly different taste than her own pussy... but not unpleasant at all.
For a moment she hesitated... and then she decided that she might as well go for it. Perhaps she'd known what she was doing from the moment she'd gotten up out of her bed... maybe not, but either way here she was. She leaned forward and gave Shannon's pussy a long lick up the center, and then leaned in some more, eager to taste more of the sweet juices that were collected there. It was soft and yielding, little crevices for her tongue to explore.
Shannon moaned and her hips lifted, making it even more exciting as she responded to Erin's novice, but enthusiastic, licking. A few moments later Shannon's eyes fluttered and she looked down in disbelief through the darkness at the familiar head between her thighs.
"Erin?..." she whispered, and for a moment Erin paused, fear freezing her heart, but then Shannon's hands were on her head and she began eating even more furiously. Shannon's back arched and she cried out as Erin sucked her pussy lips into her mouth, nibbling on them gently and pulling slightly with her teeth. Releasing them she started licking up the center of Shannon's slit again, her stabbing tongue finding its way into Shannon's pussy hole. The other girl's hips went up in the air again as she moaned, her hands tightening in Erin's hair with passion.
Erin was new to this, but she managed to find her way around Shannon's pussy, making new discoveries constantly with her tongue and lips. Eventually her circling tongue made its rounds around Shannon's clit, and the response was electric. Immediately Erin began sucking on the little nubbin, knowing that Shannon must be close to orgasm... her moans were increasing at a steady rate. When Erin bit down on her clit, she screamed and her hands pulled Erin's mouth firmly into her muff as she shook, thrashing a little on the bed while her thighs pressed against Erin's shoulders.
