Vanessa tensed her body and gazed into Karen’s eyes. “I never saw you looking at my tits before.”
Karen gave her a sheepish grin while she stretched Vanessa’s toes. “I see you in the mirror all the time. I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable by staring. Does it? I mean make you uncomfortable?”
Vanessa shook her head. “No. Now that I think about it, I don’t mind. It’s nice that you think they’re so attractive.”
Karen snorted. “I didn’t say they were attractive. I said they were PERFECT.” She tickled the foot she had in her hands.
Vanessa laughed and wiggled. “Stop that.”
Karen stopped but didn’t release Vanessa’s foot. She kept rubbing her hands over both of them. “And I bet the men you’ve been with didn’t even notice how beautiful your eyes are. They’re such a warm and friendly brown, not too dark. They contrast very well with your blond hair. Most women would kill to have hair like yours.”
Vanessa smiled. “Damn, Karen, you’re gonna make me blush.”
Karen shrugged. “I’m just telling the truth. The men you’ve been with didn’t appreciate what they had. They only cared about themselves. Women are different.”
That confused Vanessa. “I know women are different, but I don’t know exactly what you mean.”
Karen’s gaze intensified. “I mean that it takes a woman to know what a woman likes. Have you ever thought about it?”
Vanessa frowned in confusion. “Thought about what?”
“About being with another woman.”
“What?”
“About having another woman please you.”
Vanessa’s confusion continued. “You mean women can have sex with each other?” Karen nodded. Vanessa asked, “But how?”
Karen ran her hand part way up Vanessa’s leg. “Would you like me to show you?”
Vanessa hesitated. “I don’t know.”
Karen’s smile grew warmer. “You can say no. It won’t hurt my feelings and we’ll still be friends. But you’ve told me no man has ever satisfied you, and I really like you. You deserve to have somebody make you feel the way a woman should and I want to do that, if you’ll let me.”
Karen lay beside Vanessa. She cupped Vanessa’s chin. “If you like, you can close your eyes and pretend I’m a really cute boy. You want to try?”
Karen’s hand was warm and soft and her gaze sent thrills through Vanessa’s body. Vanessa nodded. “Yes, I want to try.”
Karen whispered, “Good.”
Without waiting further, she kissed Vanessa’s upper lip, then her lower lip. She opened her mouth, placed it against Vanessa’s and inserted her tongue. The women entwined their tongues for a long kiss. Karen still cupped Vanessa’s chin and Vanessa ran her fingers through Karen’s hair.
Karen broke the kiss. “How was that?”
Vanessa’s smile assumed a dreamy look. “Different. Soft. It feels, I don’t know, better? Like it means something? I like it.” She reached around Karen’s neck and pulled her closer. The young women kissed again.
Vanessa’s pulse hammered and her breath quickened. She opened her robe with trembling hands. She took Karen’s hand from her chin and placed it on her breast and opened her mouth, pressing it against the slender girl’s.
Karen caressed her friend’s tit, savoring its size and firmness. As their tongues swirled, Karen ran her fingertips over the nipple and felt the delicate flesh harden. Without breaking the kiss, Vanessa moaned. Karen rolled the nipple and pinched it gently. Another moan.
Karen sat up and spread Vanessa’s robe. Her voice was heavy with lust as she gazed on the blonde’s nakedness. “You have such a beautiful body.” She ran her hands over Vanessa’s breasts and down her belly. “You make my mouth water. I’ve wanted to do this ever since I first saw you.”
Karen’s words and actions, especially her warm and gentle hands, had Vanessa’s motor running hot. Unconsciously, she rocked her hips with a slow and sensuous motion. Karen watched the effects of her efforts and felt her own panties dampen. But her eyes always trailed back up to meet Vanessa’s gaze. “Your eyes are so beautiful. So warm, even when you’re filled with lust.”
Breathless, Vanessa asked, “Do most women’s eyes change when they’re having sex?”
Karen nodded. “Oh yes. Most get a hungry look. But yours are all warmth and gentleness and need. So tell me, baby, do you need me?”
She ran her hand down Vanessa’s belly. Her deft fingers found the blonde’s bud hidden in a mass of golden kinks and began rubbing it in a slow, firm, circular motion.
Vanessa gasped. In the South, the word “baby” denoted affection and could imply a gap, usually one of age, between two people, with the younger and/or less powerful one being “baby.” Here, Vanessa felt it was both. She felt strong affection flowing from Karen, shown by her gentleness and consideration. And Karen was skillful. Vanessa did need her at this moment. The need felt primal, a response to all of Karen’s caresses and kisses and now, her words. The question, “Baby, do you need me?” was a five word summary of everything about Vanessa’s emotional life. For as long as she could remember, she’d been lonely, frustrated, and fearful. Karen offered companionship, intimacy, and satisfaction. Of course Vanessa needed her, as in NEED.
The sexy blonde returned Karen’s gaze. “Yes. I need you. I trust you. Do whatever you want to me.”
Continuing the motion of her finger on Vanessa’s bud, Karen said, “I’d love to kiss those perfect nipples of yours.”
Vanessa murmured, “Yes,” and she reached out to pull Karen’s head to her bosom.
“Ummm,” issued from Karen as she swirled her tongue around her friend’s left nipple, then sucked it up into her mouth and rubbed it against her top teeth with her tongue. She pinched the right nipple with her other hand and then kneaded the warm and firm flesh surrounding it.
Vanessa huffed and held Karen’s head. She whispered, “Oh, that’s so good.”
Karen trailed her tongue down Vanessa’s belly. She stopped and looked back into her friend’s eyes. “I’m gonna tongue-kiss your bud. I’ll be gentle and slow. You just lay back, relax, and enjoy. You don’t have to do anything, but you can do whatever you want. You can say anything that you want. And don’t be afraid to moan or even cry out. It’s Friday night and the dorm’s mostly empty. Don’t worry about anything. Don’t think about anything. Just relax.”
Vanessa closed her eyes and spread her legs. Karen knelt on the floor and put her face in front of Vanessa’s bush. She inhaled deeply. “I love your aroma.”
She parted the blonde’s nether lips with her fingers and licked up her slit until she found Vanessa’s bud. She swirled her tongue around it a few times. The blonde squirmed, nearly out of control and whimpered. Karen purred, “My God, you’re so ready. It’s amazing, such a ripe peach and never plucked.”
She sucked the bud up between her lips and worked her tongue back and forth across it slowly and with steady pressure.
Vanessa panted and thrust her hips upward. She closed her thighs around Karen’s ears and grabbed her head. “Oh my God, oh my God,” she uttered in time with her rocking hips. It took only a few moments before her body stiffened. Karen ran her hands up the blonde’s luscious form and pinched both nipples while increasing the pressure on her clit. Vanessa cried out and shuddered. Her body quaked for several moments while Karen continued licking, sucking, squeezing.