Jennifer:
I tossed and turned in bed. I knew Kira was out with Rebecca still pretending to be her girlfriend, and I had spent most of the night trying to figure out some way to get Rebecca away from us for good. We'd been friends a long time, and I'd seen Rebecca screw over people many times... I'd just never thought that she would do it to me.
I'd admired her strength, outgoingness, and sexuality, but now I had those things myself, and I was no longer blinded to her true nature. I was definitely worried that she would do something worse to me if I cut ties with her... perhaps spread lies to our mutual friends, or even involve my family.
I kept thinking that I should be worried or jealous about what Kira was doing with Rebecca, but I wasn't bothered at all. Our interactions were great... I was relieved to not have to worry about emotions or a crush like I used to have on Rebecca. That didn't mean I couldn't think about Kira physically, though... and that's what was keeping me awake. Screw it, I decided, and pulled my pants down to relieve my horniness. Pleasuring myself was still so new to me... every time was amazing.
I ran my hands down my body, imagining hers. Sense memories of her soft skin played over my hands, and I brought to mind the heat of her lust and her particular scent. A feeling of extreme positive energy pushed up through me, and I grew incredibly wet. My fingers felt amazing, and I worked myself slowly to build the feeling.
I relished in the mental calm I had now that all my questions and worries about my sexuality were settled. I just loved getting other people off... and now I could enjoy any fantasy I wanted. It just happened to be Kira more often than not... I chalked it up to her being involved in the majority of my sexual experiences.
I floated on gently undulating bliss as I thought about our interplay. I had teased her with the idea that she might someday get me to go down on her, although the thought really put me off for some reason. It was too intimate, too emotional, too... submissive?... for me. It just didn't feel right. I enjoyed the power I felt to work a girl's sex with my hands, to get her off against me... I'd miss half the sensations if I was down there...
And what would it taste like? Was it anything like her scent, which had grown intoxicating to me? Thinking about it pushed me to another plateau of pleasure. I breathed heavily, trying to control myself and manage the sensations. What if I hated going down on her? Would that ruin everything? I decided that I would just never do it. What I'd learned about my own sexuality was working well enough already!
I put my fingers deep in myself and imagined it was her. I let myself go, finally, and soft heat and sharp pleasure washed through me. I put my head back and worked myself for awhile, enjoying my fantasy of her. When it was done, I rolled over in bed, satisfied. I felt so good, and I was excited for what was happening between us... well maybe, under the right circumstances, I'd go down on her... damnit, why couldn't I stop thinking about this?
It hit me that part of the reason I couldn't settle the issue was that nobody had ever gone down on me... I didn't even know what it felt like! I just guessed it was disgusting. Thinking about it piqued my interest, and I was soon horny again, much to my frustration. Still, having a girl eat me out didn't fit with what I'd settled on for my sexuality... maybe I could just call it research? I knew Kira would do it in a heartbeat, but that was too close to home. I liked our energy, and didn't want to change it too fast.
Then, inspiration struck. I suddenly knew a way to get rid of Rebecca and get exactly the experience I wanted.
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Kira:
"That's a hell of a plan," I told her, surprised that the formerly meek girl had come up with such an ambitious idea. For my part, I had been stumped, and could only think of horrible things to do to Rebecca - like sabotage her birth control. I mean, she wasn't supposed to need it if she was in a relationship with a girl, right? I couldn't do something like that, though... that was seriously evil. Jennifer's idea was a great alternative.
"You sure you can pull off the act?" I asked, secretly enthused by the part that involved her getting eaten out. Did she know that the thought excited me? Knowing us, she probably did.
"Don't worry," Jennifer's voice replied over my cellphone. "I want this problem taken care of even more than you. I can never forgive what she's done. Just be there at the right time."
"Oh, I'll be there, believe me..."
I hung up, only to call Rebecca.
"Hey!" I greeted her cheerily.
"Hey you," she replied, and I could feel her smile on the other end. "What's up?"
"Well, I was thinking..."
