It was a warm, carefree summer night for Felicia and Rachel. High school was over, but there was still time before they would be leaving for college. The two young lovers had spent the day at the beach before heading to a small concert for one of their favorite indie bands. Felicia particularly liked the band for their vocal stance on animal rights; Rachel just liked how they rocked. She also liked how the venue had had several small nooks and alcoves she could pull her girlfriend into to feel her up unobserved by anyone else. The shy Felicia would blush furiously and make half-hearted protests about doing something like this in such a public place. But Rachel knew all about her tremendous embarrassment over anything sexual, and never took it too far.
They had been close friends since childhood, and last fall, after a few emotionally confusing and painfully awkward days, they had finally admitted their feelings for one another. Their relationship started off with some nervous uncertainty on both of their parts, but, taking things slowly, it had solidified, and they were now the happiest they had ever been in their young lives.
Rachel drove Felicia home after the concert. It was just after midnight when she pulled up to the curb in front of the house. Fireflies danced over the lawn and a couple swirled around them as they walked hand in hand up to the front porch.
"Well..." Rachel said when they stood in front of the door. "I guess this is goodnight." She started to walk away. As always when they parted, their fingers remained entwined and would stay like that until they both were at arm's length, when they would finally separate. Tonight, however, Felicia didn't let go. Rachel glanced back at the unexpected resistance with a questioning look on her face.
Felicia was nervous; or at least more nervous than usual. "Um...do you...do you want to come in for a bit?"
"Uh...y-yeah, sure," Rachel stammered and let herself be led inside the house.
Inside, they found Felicia's parents in the living room. They had fallen asleep in front of the TV, leaning against each other on the couch. The girls couldn't help but giggle at how cute they looked together. Felicia turned off the TV and found a blanket to drape over the pair. Her father shifted slightly and her mother made an uncharacteristically indelicate snort, but neither woke up. With the older couple tucked away, she once again took Rachel by the hand and led her upstairs.
In her room, Felicia used a couple of old sheets to cover the cage holding her pet rabbit and the bigger one in which a large doll house was now the home of some small songbirds. The girls then kicked off their shoes and sat on the edge of the bed sharing slow, soft kisses. Rachel was not groping and pawing like at the concert, that had really only been to hear the adorable little squeaks Felicia would make. Here and now was something different. So she was gentle; a light touch on her hip, a soft stroke up her side, one hand cupping her cheek. And Felicia responded, melting closer in their embrace, caressing her love in return, tangling her fingers in Rachel's multicolor dyed hair.
Rachel began making her way down Felicia's neck, kissing and nibbling lightly at the sensitive skin of her throat. Felicia suddenly pushed her away with a gentle pressure. "Um, I-I just need to..." she gestured toward the door leading to the attached bathroom.
"Oh! Right, right." Rachel moved her hands to let her get up and watched her until she closed the door. She looked around the room while she waited. Felicia's room was decorated with posters of animals, a litter of puppies, an orangutan mother holding her baby, and a herd of horses running across a grassy meadow among others. Under the horse poster, there was a shelf full of colorful pony toys, which she was pretty sure Felicia still played with sometimes. A flowering vine climbed up a trellis outside the window, and its flowers filled the air with a sweet fragrance. She idly wondered how difficult it could be to climb the trellis and slip in to surprise Felicia as she slept.
A small "Um..." drew attention back to the bathroom door and her jaw dropped. Felicia stood in the doorway, hands held behind her, and completely naked.
Rachel stared in stunned silence, taking in every detail. Slender legs led up to round hips and a small patch of sparse, wispy golden hairs surrounding her womanhood. Pert breasts as big as softballs with small, pale pink nipples hung above a flat stomach. Straw-yellow hair spilled down over one shoulder and her chest. Her face, along with the rest of her, was turning rosy as she blushed. Her sea-green eyes kept nervously flicking to Rachel's own, away, and back again.
"Um...s-see anything you like?"
Rachel came back to herself and closed her gaping mouth. "Oh yes. Yes I do." She stood and wrapped her arms around Felicia and her newly exposed flesh, savoring the feel of it under her finger. "So, does this mean...?"
Felicia nodded. "I'm ready. I want to make love with you."
"And you're really sure?"
