I'd had a crush on her since the beginning of the semester. Well, hell, who wouldn't have, with those cute little tits and that awesome ass? ALL the guys did, every guy I could think of wanted to fuck her... probably every girl too, but they were too stuck-up to admit it. I'll bet, even now, that given the chance, anyone would have wanted to fuck her.
I know I did... I'd fantasize through biology class about what her nipples looked like under the hippy silk blouses she used to wear. I'd wonder if she shaved her pussy like I do, or if she just trimmed it or even left it a massive blonde bush. We became really good friends, really fast... and started sleeping over at each others' houses.
Two sleepovers later I knew she wanted to fuck me, too, because she did.
We used to do all that girly shit I'm sure you don't really want to hear about... that innocent stuff like doing makeup, reading Cosmo (we wanted to learn to fuck well, of course!), washing/dying each others' hair... but this night we both kind of started to drowse off early and ended up in bed, talking. Well, SHE was talking... all I could do was wish I had my face buried in between her legs.
I guess I must have drifted off because I awoke to find her kissing me, her sweet tongue gently playing inside my mouth. I moaned softly, not sure I was actually awake, and began kissing her back... I was dreaming about licking her and woke up hot already, the shock of her inside me turning me on even more.
As I closed my eyes again her hand found my breast, its dark nipple completely aroused and hard as a pebble. I moaned again into her mouth, and grabbed her by the back of her head to kiss her harder, pushing my tongue into her mouth in hunger. Her taste was incredible, sweet and warm... she pinched my nipple through my t-shirt and pulled on it, making me squirm and thrust my tit into her hand. She squeezed it, gently at first and then almost hard enough to hurt - then she grabbed my tongue with her teeth and held it.
I opened my brown eyes and looked into her blue eyes... she was smiling, still clamped onto my tongue. I grabbed her hair with the hand that was grasping the back of her head, and gently pulled... nothing.
I pulled again, harder this time, and she still stared at me, doing nothing. Still pulling on her hair with one hand, I grabbed her breast with the other hand and squeezed, getting even wetter as I felt my fingers sinking into the flesh of her tit. I pinched her nipple with my fingernails and she gasped, letting my tongue go. Then she attacked, and we started making out like sex-starved nymphomaniac sluts.