Emily and Katie
I could feel my heart pounding as I looked in the mirror, running my hands through my hair as I changed the way I had it styled for what must have been the hundredth time.
“This is stupid. Emily. You’re being dumb”
The thoughts ran through my head repeatedly. I knew I was overthinking this, that it didn’t really matter, that it wasn’t a big deal if I just rolled out of bed when Katie got here.
Katie had been my closest friend at university. We went to class together, went to sorority formals together, and lived together for our last two years before graduation. We did everything together and knew pretty much everything about each other.
Despite all of this, despite the familiarity and the fact that she had already seen me as who I truly was, I found myself drawn to getting myself more presentable for her, drawn to trying to look my best. For her.
My thoughts and actions were interrupted by a knock on my door, forcing me to finally stop rearranging the loose hairs on my head and go answer it.
“Katie?” I asked as I opened the door, my mouth widening into a smile as I saw her. No sooner had the words left my mouth than my friends arms wrapped around my waist, her shoulder resting against my chest, her head against my shoulder.
“Emily” she says, still holding me tight, not yet pulling away. “I’ve missed you so much”
It had been quite awhile, almost a year, since I had seen her last. We had been almost inseparable since her wedding, but that all changed after. Michael wasn’t a bad man, but he did accept a job across the country which pulled my best friend away from me. I tried not to hold it against him, but I did find myself carrying a deal of resentment. When I heard that he wasn’t going to be able to come alone with Katie, I was quite relieved
It took a few moments for me to gather myself and pull away from the hug long enough to step back inside my house and let her come inside.
“I didn’t think you were going to be here for another hour” I said as I led her inside, unable to wipe the grin from my face that she was finally here. “I don’t really have anything ready. The restaurant I had planned for dinner isn’t even open yet”
Katie gave a soft smile before quickening her pace for a moment to catch up to me, letting her suitcase fall to the ground as she did.
“Hey Em” she says as she puts a hand on my shoulder as she catches up to me. “Just relax a bit. There’s nothing to be nervous or feel anxious about. We don’t need plans, just like the old days. All we need is each other and a bottle of wine”
She laughed as she moved along, her hips swaying slightly as she made her way to the kitchen without even needing to ask where the wine was or if I even had any.
“Oooh?” She says as she pulls out a brand new bottle of Merlot. “Someone has gotten fancy now that she has her big girl job”
I cracked a smile and laughed as I grabbed two glasses from the rack.
“Shut the fuck up and grab the corkscrew” I said, my tone and smile betraying the fact that I wasn’t the slightest bit upset over any of this. It was relieving to be giving each other a bit of shit, as it cut the tension and brought me back to the days where we had been much closer.
There were not many more words until we both had our glasses in hand and were making our way back over to my couch.
The talking started out rather shallow, the usual questions of “How is work?” “How has your family been?” and the such. We already knew the answers from talking on the phone, but went through them anyways. The talk shifted eventually to more intimate topics.
“You seeing anyone, Em?” She asked, abruptly changing the topic. “Any guys have your eye?
My eyes clenched at the topic, my nose scrunching up. Katie had always been more popular. Although I stood taller, she was blonde and I brunette. She was curvy, with large breasts, I was much more slender with A cups. She had a steady string of men and the occasional woman in and out of her bedroom, I had an embarrassing revelation that I hadn’t even shared with her to this point.
I blushed and kept quiet, my eyes dipping even once the opened, avoiding eye contact. This wasn’t a topic I liked to talk about with anyone, even Katie.
“No. Nothing has changed since college Katie..” I admitted shyly.
Katie let out a bit of a sigh, reaching over and putting her hand on my thigh as she gave me a gentle smile.
“It’s ok Em” she said. “You’ll find someone special some day”
The conversation mercifully was able to be steered back to other topics, with plenty of tea being spilled about our sorority sisters. I was quite relieved for the shift, settling back into pleasant conversations.
We shared laughs. And wine. And then more wine. We killed the bottle of Merlot and then moves on to a bottle of Pinot Noir. As time for us to leave to make dinner came and passed, it soon became clear we weren’t going anywhere.
“Pizza from Mario’s?” I asked, referencing back to our favorite drunk food from college.
“Pizza from Mario’s!” She agreed emphatically as I placed the order on my phone, setting it aside once completed.
The break in the conversation and the fact we were on a second bottle of wine brought us back to the the conversation that I had dreaded.
“Sooooo” Katie said as she brought it back up. “No guys to tell me about?” She asked. “Nothing at all?”
“No Katie!” I snapped at her. “None at all. You’re still the only person that I’ve even kissed!”
My hands went to my face, covering my mouth before continuing
“I’m sorry Katie” I said meekly. “I didn’t mean to…”
“Shhhh” she said as she scooted over to me, wrapping her arms around me and pulling me into a hug. I could feel the warmth of her body as I rested against her chest. A few tears started to well in the corners of my eyes as the emotions of the moment caught up to me. I was alone, and although I did ok with it for the most part, it was something that caught up to me at times “It’s ok Em. I…I am so sorry to hear that…”
Her hands reached up and cradled my head as she held me, and it was quite a comforting sensation. “It’s ok Emily. You’re a wonderful, beautiful woman. You will find someone who makes you quite happy. I know you will”
I nuzzled in against my friend a bit more closely, feeling the rise and fall of her chest with each breath, feeling the rhythmic beat of her heart. It calmed me, lulled me into a sense of warmth and security.
“You’re so good to me” I said, tilting my head upwards to where I could look at my friend. Her hand still brushed through my hair as she looked back down at me. “You make me feel good about myself.”
I don’t know if it was the emotion of the moment. Whether it was the wine. Whether it was the feeling of her supple breasts as I rested my head against her chest. But as I looked up towards her, I found myself drawn to her, drawn to her lips. Drawn to the fact that I needed more than her hand running through my hair right now.
I stared up into Katie’s eyes. The lightest of blue, it was easy enough to get lost in them. Lost as if staring out into the vast horizon of the sky.
I hadn’t even realized that I was moving. Hadn’t even noticed that I was shifting my body, my head leaving my friend’s chest and slowly moving up towards hers. It wasn’t until I had closed to within a few inches that I truly realized what I was doing. By this point, I wanted it too bad to stop.
My lips curled into a pucker as I made the final move towards her. My lips pressed against Katie’s leaning firmly into the kiss.
Her lips were even softer than I remembered. Our previous kiss had been when she found out I had never been kissed before. It was gentle, but without much passion behind it from either side. This was different. I was lonely. I was emotional. I needed this. And I needed more.
I leaned further into the kiss, but Katie pulled her head back, pulled away from me. The look on her face was one of concern, but one that also showed deep caring.
“Em….” She said softly. “Are…you sure…”
I didn’t answer with words, instead leaning in towards her again, pressing my lips to hers. There was a growing hunger and need with my movements, as I was unable to get enough of her soft lips on mine.
It took a moment for Katie to respond, but when she did, my heart slipped a beat. Her lips pressed back to mine, kissing and biting at me, just as I was doing to her. I felt firm pressure to the back of my head as her fingers ran through my hair and pulled me tighter into the kiss.
I was in heaven. This was further than I had ever been, this kiss hotter than I had ever experienced. I felt my heart pounding in my chest, a tingle growing deep inside of me as I felt a wetness developing between my legs.
As I continued the kiss, letting my tongue dance with hers between our mouths, my hands slid down to the side of her body, running down and then up, gently caressing her body as I built up the nerve to progress further.
My move finally came as I slid my hand up to her chest. I cupped her breast gently through her shirt and bra, not yet squeezing, simply holding.
A few moments later, I feel the firm grip of Katie’s hand on mine, her fingers guiding mine to give her breast a squeeze. The fabric between us, the padding of the bra, lessening my ability to truly feel her, but it did not make it any less arousing.
Just as I was starting to grip, starting to get more comfortable as I explored Katie’s body, I felt her firm grip on my arm. I felt myself getting guided back away from my position to where I was sitting with my back on the couch.
Our lips left each other as she moved me, our eyes meeting. I had a look of pure lust, pure desire in my eyes, and as they met her icy blue gaze, I felt my own needs mirrored in her. This was something I was completely unfamiliar with. Completely unexpected. Completely terrifying. And and the same time exactly what I wanted. If this was going to be happening, there was no one better for it to be with, no one I trusted more. I let out a heavy breath and gave a slight nod as if to give Katie permission to take this further.
No sooner had I nodded than her lips found mine, her body pressing against me as they did. Before our kiss had been from my move, with me having at least a little control. This was not that. She had me pinned to the couch behind me, and I was completely at her mercy for how this went.
I was so focused on the kiss, so focused on the sweet taste and soft feel of her lips on mine that I didn’t realize what she was doing with her hands. I couldn’t focus on anything other than the beautiful woman who was now pressing me into the couch, and I didn’t notice as the button to my jeans was undone. My obliviousness soon evaporated as I felt the tips of her fingers against my stomach, below the hem of my shirt but just above the waist of my jeans. As her hand slid lower, beneath the denim, my knees fell to the side, instinctively parting my legs slightly.
Katie’s touch was unlike anything I had felt before. Her fingers seemed impossibly smooth, as if velvet was sliding down my pelvis. As she slid lower, brushing against my now drenched folds, I felt myself shudder into our kiss, my legs instinctively clenching closed around her hand. It wasn’t for any lack of want or desire, I simply had been so sensitive to her touch that it startled me. I had explored my own body plenty, was familiar with the feeling of my own touch to my pussy, but this was different. This was something so much more. Even as she just began to make contact with me, I knew that this was something much stronger than what I had been able to do alone.
Katie’s movements stop for a moment as my legs clench, her lips left mine. She stared into my eyes, her icy blue eye staring into my soul as she waited for permission to continue. I gave it to her silently as I relaxed my legs, letting them part again. As I relaxed, her fingers moved again, sliding through my slick folds until they found my clit. My clit which was aching for touch. My clit which was hard, yearning for attention.
Katie didn’t lean back into the kiss, not right away. Her eyes locked on mine as she began to rub small circles, our gaze only broken as I felt my eyes begin to roll back into my head slightly, a soft low moan escaping my lips as I did.
My moan was cut short by her lips on mine, but this was not the same kiss we had before. The heat was still there. The electricity between our lips no less than before. I still felt the passion between us, but no sooner had our lips met than I felt them pull away. I found myself leaning into the kiss even after her lips left mine, desperately seeking out hers
When they didn’t find hers, I looked up with a pleading look as my eyes met hers. Before I could speak, before I could ask why she had pulled away, before I could ask if I had done something wrong, she gave further instructions
“Emily” she said, eye locked on mine. “Take off your shirt”
Her tone was not one that I was used to. Katie had always been a kind, gentle person. But this tone. It was firm. It was demanding. She wasn’t asking me any longer. She was telling me what to do. I felt my wetness around her fingers grow as I heard her voice, finding myself incredibly aroused as she took control.
My hands reached down to the bottom of my shirt, the tips of my fingers brushing her arm as she continued to tease at my clit. I pulled my shirt up slowly lifting it up and over my chest and then my head, our eyes locked save for when my shirt was between our faces.
I hadn’t been wearing a bra, my small breasts not requiring the support. Once my shirt was off my body and over my head, I stared back at Katie, expecting to find her lips on mine again. I felt my lips puckering in expectation as Katie leaned in, but she leaned lower, bypassing my lips.
I felt the warmth of her lips against my collarbone and then moving down to my chest, leaving a wet trail of kisses as she went. I felt the delicate touch of her lips on the small swell of my breast and then I felt her take my small, erect nipple into her mouth. I let out a sigh and moan as her fingers continued to rub small circles around my clit and her tongue rolled over my nipple.
“Fuck” I sigh. “Katie. Fuck”
My breathing grew faster and shallower as I felt my pleasure increase, the skillful way that Katie was treating my body something that I had never experienced before. I found myself wanting it. Craving it. Needing it. Needing more. Needing her.
I let my head rest back on the back of the couch as I moaned, but was soon taken by surprise as Katie moved her mouth off of my breast. I looked down at her, the need I had clear on my face.
I watched as her lips found my skin again, a trail of kisses down my smooth stomach. She brought her other hand up to my jeans, sliding her hand away from my pussy as she gripped my jeans. I lifted my hips from the couch, not needing instructions on what was coming next.
My pussy was dripping wet as my jeans slid down my thighs, my panties soaked from the work that Katie had done on me to this point. This had been the best night of my life to this point, the pleasure she had brought me already almost overwhelming, but I still needed more.
Katie had teased me a bit before. Slid around my folds before settling in on my clit. Let the moment build. That isn’t what happened now. Isn’t what happened once my cunt was bare before her. Her lips found my folds, the warmth of her breath hot on me as she gave me the most intimate of kisses. I let out a heavy moan as she moved up to my clit almost immediately.
The feeling of her tongue was unbelievable. Firm yet gentle. Strong yet soft. Passionate yet controlled. I had known that Katie had been experienced with women, but would have never guessed that she would be this good. That her tongue would know just how to lick me. Just where to go. Just the right amount of pressure to have me melting in her mouth.
I laid back, my legs sprawled wide. I tried to speak, to let her know how good she was doing. How good she was treating me and how good she was making me feel. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t get the words out. No matter how hard I tried, all that escaped my lips was a series of loud moans as I stared at my ceiling.
The rhythm of Katie’s tongue was steady, expertly moving up and down, back and forth. She continued on, not changing a thing. As the pleasure she was providing me grew, I tilted my head down.
As I did, I saw the icy blue stare back up at me, our eyes meeting. As we locked our gazes, her tongue moved faster and more firmly. I felt my legs start to quiver, locking around her as she continued to pick up speed.
“Kayyyy” I managed to moan, still unable to get her entire name out. “Kkkaaay” “teeee”
My breathing was growing even faster, barely able to finish one breath before starting the next.
My body tightened further, legs clamping around her head as she continued to lick at me. I felt my orgasm build and then crash over me.
It wasn’t my first orgasm, but it certainly was my best. As she continued to lick at me, I felt the pleasure continue to build as I rode a wave of bliss. I felt my pussy clench and I felt a wetness on my pussy. On my thighs. Dripping down my to my ass. Splashing against my best friends face and soaking the couch beneath me.
I moaned and screamed, my noises shifting to more of a whimper as I started to come down from my high. My legs loosened and relaxed, allowing Katie to slip away from my pussy and join me on the couch.
I tilted my head over towards her, seeing the glisten of my cum on her lips and dripping off her chin. I blushed from embarrassment and stammered as I apologized.
“I..I..I’m sorry” I say, my cheeks deep red.
“Don’t be” she says, smirking as she leans in and kisses me, her lips and tongue giving me a taste of my own release. “You’re delicious”
As she pulled away and nuzzled into my shoulder, I found myself licking my lips, seeking more of my own taste.