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Chapter List
- 1-The "L" Word
- 1
It was meant to have been just a simple joke that was shared between two friends.
You know how it is, some friends just ask a random question and don't expect an honest answer. Or any answer for that reason.
At least, that's what Kirby Reed had thought while sitting on Jill's bed as she waited for Jill Roberts, one of her best friends, to reply too her question.
"Come on, why me? And why such a stupid question?" Jill remarked with a grin, followed by a roll of her eyes.
She usually didn't like the childish antics that were involved in most of Kirby's conversations when ever the two of them decided to have a sleep over. However, Jill tolerated them if only to please her blonde friend and not have to suffer the embarrassment that came with it.
Kirby and Jill had known each other since elementary, and rivalry between the two had been as common as sneaking a cigarette at lunch. Albeit, there were times when Kirby wondered how the two of them could ever have remained friends. Puberty; the opposite sex; jealousy; these were all subjects that were examples of trials and tribulations the two had gone through together. Luckily for them, it had not been harmful to their friendship.
Taking one look at them however, you would conclude them to be the exact opposites; Kirby was tall and slender, long-legged with small breasts, whereas Jill was almost an entire foot shorter than her and was slightly curvier in all the right places, a pair of well developed breasts were hidden beneath the plaid shirt that she wore. Kirby had a tan worthy of the beach and blonde hair that was tied up into a ponytail; Jill's hair dark brown and down around her shoulders, her skin was pale from how enclosed she preferred to be. Kirby was always having to force her to come out of the house with her and have a good time.
"You have too!" Kirby cheered, a playful smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. "You had your turn, now its my time to have some fun."
Jill replied by shaking her head, unmoved by her friends plead.
Her blonde friend would have none of it though. The persistent look that she gave Jill bordered begging, her pouty lips sticking out.
"Fine," She groaned, finally giving into her friend. "What was the question again?"
Clearing her throat, Kirby replied, "If you had to go lesbian, who would you pick? Me? Or Olivia?"
"What kind of question is that!?" Jill smirked, reaching for the glass of wine that she'd sat down on the small table next to her bed.
The two were celebrating the football game that their school had won in earlier over their rivals from the neighboring town. The half empty bottle of wine that sat on her dresser was a testament to the night they'd been having, after everyone else that had come over had called it a night and left, the two girls were having themselves a good time.
Watching her friend with intrigue, Kirby took another sip from her own glass as she patiently waited for her friend to respond.
She didn't know why, but when ever Jill's mouth would touch the rim of the glass, Kirby always found herself wondering how soft they were. Her thoughts wandered to what it would be like it the two were to kiss, if the sensual taste was as promising as those pink lips her friend sported.
"Lets see," Jill said, pondering the question. "If I were to go lesbo... I think that I'd have to go with... you."
Both girls laughed.
"I knew it!" Kirby slurred as she stood up on the bed and strutted in place. "You just couldn't resist this!" She emphasized "this", with a shake of her ass in her best friends direction.
"Nah, Olivia just isn't my type." Jill joked as she refilled her glass, spilling some of the red liquid onto her bed.
Unbeknownst to her best friend, there was a slight fluttering of emotions in the pit of Kirby's stomach at knowing that Jill would pick her. She had no idea what these feelings were. She was no lesbian. Women had never been sexually attracted to her before and maybe it was just the wine talking but... she was glad.
Of course, Kirby had never meant for it to go this far. It was suppose to have been nothing more than a hypothetical question, nothing else.
"Right," Kirby said, her eyes meeting Jill's. "I guess you're right."
Jill took another sip from her glass, giggling as she decided to down the entire glass before turning a teasing smile in the direction of her blonde friend.
"Besides," She purred. "I bet you're a better kisser than what Olivia could ever be."
Both girls shared another laugh.
"Oh, I can only imagine."
Jill looked at her astonished.
"You don't believe me? Come here, I bet I could teach you a thing or two about how to kiss someone."
"Sounds like a challenge," Kirby said, and eased her head forward without hesitation, their foreheads bumping, noses briefly rubbing together as full lips met pouty lips. Both tongues darted out once and struck; both girls sharing a brief moment of intimacy before Kirby retreated back.
"You slut," Jill remarked. "Get back here, no messing."
Throwing one leg over Kirby's lap, Jill pushed the blonde girl onto her back, trapping her beneath her as she used her full weight to straddle her friend. Kirby immediately tried to push herself up, but was stopped as her more physically stronger friend grabbed her wrists and held her down.
"You know I'm not really a lesbian, Jill." Kirby assured her. "I like guys way to much too be one."
Jill leaned forward, their faces inches apart as they stared into each others eyes.
"I recall the question being hypothetical," Jill remarked before the two kissed one another.
This was no fake kiss as the one had been before, but genuine and tender. Kirby did little to stop her friend as she felt her back arch slightly, forcing her chest up against her friends. Although her hands were held down by Jill, there was little desire to move free as the two's lips pushed against each other.
Jill's pink tongue slid from her lips and Kirby allowed them to glide between her own, opening up her mouth to return the intimacy that was being given, both tongues inquiring one another in a passion that the two shared. Her tongue seemed to fit perfectly against Kirby's, wet muscles twisting around its opposite, neither one arguing or even bothering to stop what the two of them were sharing. It was nostalgic, reminding her of the secret kiss that she'd shared with Olivia their freshman year, and the thrill that came with doing something that the two girls had thought was a bit naughty.
After what felt like a trip down a road of mixed emotions that ran high, the two drunken friends separated to catch their breath.
"You know," Jill said, her breath heavy with the sweet smell of wine. "I get the feeling that you've done this before."'
Kirby looked at her, a mixture of shock and awe.
"W-What makes you think that?"
A mischievous grin appears on Jill's face.
"Well," She feigned a moment of pondering. "Lets just say that a little birdie told me some things during Biology last year."
Kirby rolled her eyes at her friend, knowing well that she'd been holding this information over her head for close to a year now and was just telling her.
It was no surprise however, that Olivia had confessed their lesbian moment to Jill. The girl could never keep her mouth (or her legs for that matter) closed, it made confiding in one of her best friends that much harder knowing full well what would happen once she was no longer within shouting distance.
Silence settled between the two drunken friends, blue-grey eyes staring into dark brown eyes as they looked at the other.
From where she was settled on top of Kirby, Jill could feel the beginnings of a radiating heat coming through the crotch of Kirby's pajamas. Her hands released the grip that was held on her companions wrists, moving down to settle on her friends waist.
She looked down at where her hands were resting and then slowly looked back into her friends eyes.
Looking into her eyes, she saw a longing for what was suppose to come next. Jill wasn't exactly sure if she was ready to go through with it though. Yes, kissing her best friend was one thing. But actually having sex with her? That was something entirely different.
"I-I don't know if we should do this," Jill whispered, trying to understand the confused feelings that she was having. Kirby was her best friend, not some random person she'd picked up at the bar or brought home from one the football game. This was someone she'd grown up with, it was almost like... like a forbidden love.
Staring down at her friend, she just couldn't get over the look on her face. She could have sworn it looked like lust. That Kirby wanted to have sex with her. If there was ever a time to stop this and ask her friend to go sleep in the guest room, now would definitely have been the time.
But she didn't.
She once again leaned forward and placed her lips to Kirby's.
The two quickly started pulling at each others clothing. Kirby diligently began unbuttoning the blouse Jill was wearing while the other girl worked on unfastening the belt of her shorts. She moaned into the girls mouth, a heavenly euphoria taking over as her hands studied every curve of her best friend. When she finally unlatched the last button on Jill's blouse, Kirby lifted the clothing from around her shoulders and casually tossed it on the floor.
During all of this, Jill had done away with her belt and decided that a show was in order for her friend.
Getting to her feet, Jill leaped down from the bed and turned around to face Kirby who was staring after her. Picking up the remote to her CD player, she clicked the play button and then ran through the thousands of songs she had saved until she came across one that was sexy, short and to the point.
"Very classy," Kirby cheered as she leaned back on her elbows and watched her friend strut in front of her.
Having never done this before, Jill had nothing to go off of but instinct as she danced in front of her friend teasingly. She ran her hand first through her hair, then slowly down her body until her hands rested firmly on her shorts, and then began slowly pulling them down. Once they were cleared of her legs, she spun them around in the air as she danced a sign of victory before throwing them in the air and watching as they landed on the collection of stuffed bears she kept in the corner of her room.
Kirby laughed as Jill sauntered her way back up to the bed, crawling like a lioness stalking its prey as she crept up her friends body.
The look that she received from Jill told her that it was time to return the favor.
Grabbing hold of the tank top she wore, Kirby slid the fabric up and over her head, then tossed it at Jill's face. Laughing, she threw the fabric aside as she climbed on top of her friend. She noticed the tan line that stopped at the crease where Kirby's black lacy bra covered up her flesh, making her curious if she had on a pair of panties to match with it.
She didn't waste any time wondering either as Jill began a trail of kisses down Kirby's stomach and then stopped when she reached her friends waist line. Looking up at her friend, Jill could see the eagerness in her expression and began to slide down the pajama pants that she was wearing. A mischievous smirk passing over her face as she realized that Kirby was not wearing any panties at all.
"Well, aren't we quite the tramp." Jill teased as she ran delicate fingers over the smooth skin of Kirby's thighs, her smile broadening as a soft moan escaped her friends mouth.
Enjoying the look of ecstasy that was on her friends face, Jill trailed her finger slowly down the girls stomach and down to where her most intimate of areas awaited. She could once more feel the heat from Kirby's anticipation, not keeping the girl waiting any longer as she slowly slid two of her fingers in between her folds and a groan was forced out of Kirby. Jill thought it was cute, seeing her friend moan and wither to her every touch as she slowly pushed her fingers deep, then pulled out. Repeating this process, she began to quicken the pace that she had set, knowing full well that with every inch she pushed further, her friend wasn't going to last much longer.
Meanwhile, Kirby lay beneath her adventurous friend writhing in a sea pleasure. Her manicured nails dug into the silk sheets of Jill's bed, threatening to tear them to shreds with the sheer force of how tight her grip was.
There was no describing how she was feeling right now, her mind flooded with a million and one thoughts as her friend continued her vigorous task.
Jill's fingers continued to work their magic, searching for the "G-Spot" as most people liked to call it, that would take Kirby over the edge. Kirby's gasping and groaning told her all she needed to know and the blonde quivered in delight as Jill began to wrap up what she was doing. Orgasmic pleasure began to course through every fiber of the blonde, warmth coiling in the pit of her stomach as her gasping and moaning became more constant, louder with each pleasing thrust from her friends fingers.
And that's when it hit her with its full force.
Like a dam being blown open, waves of pleasure rocked through Kirby's core and spread through her body. One final sigh escaping her as her high began to slowly dwindle until the blazing fire was now nothing more than a simmer of embers.
Her raspy breathing slowly begun to even out as she leaned back on her elbows, face dripping with beads of sweat as she stared at Jill who was smiling.
"That," She whispered, smiling broadly. "Was amazing."
Jill beamed.
"I know, right? I'm amazing aren't I?"
"You sure this is your first time with another girl, Jill?" Kirby asked. "You seem... experienced."
Jill laughed.
"No," She shook her head. "But Trevor does make me watch that cheap ass lesbian porn he loves so much, I swear its like I don't give him enough as it is."
"Maybe," Kirby replied as she twirled a strand of her golden hair around a finger.
"Hmm?" Jill asked curiously. "Is witty, sassy, Kirby Reed jealous of Trevor Sheldon?"
"Maybe," Kirby repeated, a smile creeping to her face. "Watcha gonna' do about it?"
Reaching out with her hand, Jill lightly flicked one of Kirby's nipples.
"Actually," She said with a wicked smile. "You're gonna' do something about it."
Raising a brow, Kirby shifted her body to where she was now lying on her stomach. It didn't surprise her that Jill was expecting her to return the favor, she must have gotten such sick pleasure out of seeing her submit to her every touch that she wanted to experience it for herself.
Kirby smirked, an act of revenge formulating in her mind.
Hell yes, she was definitely going to do something about it. She was going to make Jill her bitch, only this time, she was going to do something that the brunette hadn't done to her. No. She was going to take it one step further and one up her best friend.
A long moment of silence passed and then instead of answering Jill, she slowly crawled over to where her friend was at. Lying on top of the girl, she studied her for a moment before lowering head head and closing her mouth over one of her perky nipples.
She took pride in knowing that the moment her tongue began to glide across the soft flesh of her nipple, Jill let out a groan of pleasure. It felt good seeing the dominant brunette now being the one moaning with pleasure, and that she was the one giving it to her.
Closing her eyes, she decided it best to go with her instinct rather than think of what to do. The soft, pleasurable humming from just in front of her telling Kirby that she was doing a good job. The tender flesh beneath her tongue stiffened into a circular point, her mouth coaxing the girl's supple tit as she grazed it with her teeth, Jill letting out what had to be a mixture of moaning and surprise as she just laid back and let Kirby work her over.
Bringing her hands up to Jill's chest, she ran her hand over the girls breasts, grasping them tightly and massaging them gently as she alternated between giving careful attention to both of her activities.
While Kirby was occupied with her activity, Jill was finding it increasingly harder not to wiggle, groan and moan as she lay beneath her blonde friend.
She knew what the blonde was up to, each precise lick and squeeze of her breasts carefully executed with the sole intent of payback for all the teasing that she herself had done. It made her feel angry with herself, knowing that because she wanted to be such a tease that now she herself was going to have to suffer through the same treatment. And with how quick she was already feeling herself become wet with arousal, Jill knew she was a glutton for punishment.
A pause was followed momentarily and then Kirby decided that she would brave a little bit lower, and then lowered her head to trail kisses down Jill's flat stomach, her moist tongue gliding across the flesh of her bikini line.
Looking up at her friend, Kirby couldn't help but feel pride as Jill watched her with eager eyes and licked her lips in anticipation of what was to come.
Slipping her arms beneath Jill's slender legs, she hooked and lifted them above her shoulders. Turning her attention to the task at hand, her eyes stared hungrily at Jill's heated core and the sparse amount of hair that was accounted for just above it.
Dipping her head down, she slid her tongue teasingly along the soft flesh of her inner thighs and traced the quivering legs of her friend up to her waist. Running her tongue over the opening of Jill's sex, Kirby took note of just how wet her friend really was. There was no hiding it from her that Jill had been dreaming about this for quite some time, she had seen the way she would look at her when they were changing for gym. It actually was what had led Kirby to discover that she had feelings for the same-sex, which in turn had led to her encounter with Olivia last year.
Grazing her tongue across the opening of her sex, Kirby felt Jill shutter and a soft gasp escaped her mouth. Once she felt satisfied that the brunette had been teased enough, she slid her tongue in-between the wet folds of Jill's vagina and began to explore the cavern of her friends privates. Jill continued to moan softly, to struck by what was being done with her to come up with some sassy remark at how "experienced" Kirby seemed to be when it came to pleasing another woman.
Bracing herself against the constant vibrations of pleasure that were making it impossible for her to even form a comprehensive thought, Jill ran her hands through the blonde strands of Kirby's hair. Her hands quickly reached back behind the blonde, pulling out the tie that held her hair together and watched as those perfect golden curls spilled down around her head.
"Oh god!" Jill screamed out as Kirby's tongue did a twirling motion inside of her that made her explode into moaning, her voice reaching a fever pitch.
That's when Kirby decided to step it up a notch and began to quicken the motions of her tongue, dragging it up one side of Jill's sex and then along the other. She found that the taste of her friend was much sweeter than what Olivia had been, but Kirby also figured that it must come from her innocent nature. Not that it mattered right now, she was far to busy lapping up the tarty liquid that was starting to build up inside of her.
More incoherent words escaped Jill's mouth as they became mixed with her moans, her hands fastening blonde hair as she felt herself buck slowly into the air as Kirby's tongue went deeper into her. The blonde girl's tongue was quick, making her see stars as she was brought to new heights of sexual peak than what Trevor had ever been able to do for her. Not that Jill didn't find him sexually attractive or that he wasn't big enough (nine inches was the biggest she'd ever had) it was that he always seemed to make her feel dirty.
"Please, don't stop! OH FUCK!" She let out a moan of pleasure as she felt the first of many orgasms flow through her and released into Kirby's mouth, who using her tongue, lapped up much of the tasteful juices.
Her body arched up as she began experiencing orgasm after orgasm, each one more exhilirating than the first; it rushed through her body in a wave of absolute delight. More screams of pleasure filled the air until the feelings gradually began to go away and Kirby raised her head up from her position in front of Jill, whiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
Climbing back up onto the bed, Kirby laid down next to the sweating and panting brunette who just couldn't help but smile as she laid next to her.
Sitting up on her elbow, Jill smiled at her.
"So... what does this mean exactly?" She asked.
"What do you mean?" Kirby remarked.
"Well..." Jill started. "We just had sex with each other. Does that mean... I don't know... that we're lesbians?"
Kirby burst out laughing.
"Wow, such nice usage of the "L" word there." She taunted before shaking her head. "No, it doesn't mean that we're lesbians. I look at it as this. We enjoyed having sex with someone who we're close with and that we care about. Did we like it? Obviously. Does that make us gay? Not unless we're gonna' develop some sort of emotional attachment to each other."
"I know that." She said as she trailed a finger down the soft flesh of Kirby's thigh. "I just don't believe that I am into women, that this was definitely a one time thing."
"Then its settled," Kirby said with a bright smile as she began collecting her clothing. "Now, how about we go watch a scary movie. I brought over a copy of Saw 3."
Laughing, Jill just rolled her eyes.
"You and your scary movies."
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