And it would hardly be my last.
When Amber came home with me for spring break, we didn’t mean for it to happen but afterward, I was more than glad it did. She was my best friend and college roommate. We were inseparable. Forced to sleep in the same bed in my parents’ tiny house, we became even more inseparable one night as we lay awake unable to sleep.
We’d been home for almost a week and I was having a blast showing her my old high school haunts and introducing her to my hometown friends. As we lay in bed talking, it all seemed so right. Even as the conversation turned to our boyfriends and missing them.
“I miss Jake,” Amber sighed as we both watched shadows move across the ceiling as a car passed by in the street.
“I miss Tyler,” I agreed.
“I miss being fucked.”
Shocked, I turned to her. “Amber!” I hissed.
My parents were in bed just on the other side of the wall and I was afraid they heard her. Plus, I didn’t want them to know I was sexually active.
“What? It’s true. Don’t you miss being fucked by Tyler?”
Sighing, I looked back up at the ceiling. “Yeah.”
It was true. The familiar tingling between my legs had been creeping in the last several days. Sleeping in the same bed as Amber, there hadn’t been any chance to take care of things myself and it was becoming uncomfortable.
“It’s getting bad,” Amber admitted quietly in the dim light.
Outside, the streetlight cast a warm glow into the room, lighting it up just enough to see the outline of her face next to me. “God is it ever,” I sighed in agreement.
Amber leaned up on her elbow, looked at me for a beat then leaned down and kissed me. Her lips were soft and warm against mine. Sighing, I kissed her back as I enjoyed her lips on mine; then my cooler head prevailed.
As she pulled away, I cracked my eyes back open and gasped up at her. “Amber? What was that?”
“I kissed you.”
“Why?”
“Because being with another girl is fun.” She bit her lip sexily as she grinned down at me.
My mouth dropped open as she revealed something I didn’t know about her. “You’ve — ”
“Fucked another girl before? Yes. Like I said, it’s fun.”
“But you kissed me.”
“Yep. Like this.” Amber leaned down and kissed me again. This time her tongue darted into my mouth and danced with mine. Instinctively, I brought my hand up and wrapped it around her neck. Amber and I had known each other since freshman year and had become instant friends. Three years later, I never thought I’d be kissing her in my childhood bed, but I was, and I didn’t want it to stop.
When she pulled away again, she smiled down at me in the dark. “I should have kissed you sooner. That was nice. You’re a really good kisser.”
I was speechless but the wetness between my legs was telling. The tingling sexual craving I’d been having over the past several days became unbearable in that moment.
“It was,” I agreed.
“Tiffany, I’m going to fuck you,” Amber whispered as she giggled.
“What? Are you serious?”
Amber pulled her t-shirt off and I looked up at her perky bare breasts in the dim light. I’d seen them a thousand times before at college but in my bed, they seemed different. They ignited something in me and I reached a tentative hand up to graze a dark nipple.
“God that feels good,” Amber breathed as she moved under the covers and her hand reached for my panties.
I didn’t stop her.
Pulling them aside, her delicate fingers ran up and down my now drenched slit. I was watching her, unsure of how to respond but enjoying her touch. More practiced and skilled than Tyler, she worked her fingers into my folds and spread me open. Then she moved lower and pushed the covers back as she lowered her face between my legs. Her tongue was on my clit a second later and I was smiling and gasping up at the ceiling as I struggled to keep quiet. It felt incredible. Several seconds later, I stopped her as I panted.
“Amber. Amber. Wait.”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No. Let me get undressed.”
She smiled up at me and moved back so I could raise my hips and pull my panties off. My shirt was next and for the first time in my life, I was naked in a bed with another woman. Amber’s lips were back on my sex seconds later and I was moaning as my hips thrust.
Curling my fingers into her red hair, I held her to me as she lapped at my cunt. Waves of pleasure coursed through me, taking me higher and higher. More practiced than my boyfriend, I guessed from having the same equipment, Amber knew exactly what to do to make me climax quickly.
“Yes, Yes, Yes,” I breathed, trying to be quiet as my orgasm built.
By that time, my hips were flexing as her tongue worked a staccato rhythm on my clit. It was everything I could do to keep from crying out with my parents sleeping next door. As my orgasm reached its peak, I clamped my lips shut tight as I tried in vain to keep from screaming. My hips flexed and my thighs clamped around Amber’s head as I came.
My climax was huge as I raised my bottom off the bed and Amber never slowed her tongue licking my clit. My fists were balled in the blankets in a futile attempt to keep quiet. As I melted back into the bed, I was gasping up at the ceiling and finally cracked my eyes open in surprise. My orgasm had been huge.
“That — that was amazing,” I whispered as Amber slowed her tongue on my clit, then gave my soaked cunt one last lingering kiss before kissing her way back up to my lips.
As she kissed me, for the first time I tasted myself. It was far better than I thought it would taste and I lay back enjoying her sweet lips on mine. Then I rolled her over on her back. Pushing her flat, I rolled on top of her then kissed my way down to suck one of her hard nipples into my mouth. Swirling the hard bud, I relished in her arching her back and cradling my head to her as I suckled her. Kissing my way lower, I stopped when I reached the top of her shaved mound.
Looking back up at her I gasped, “I don’t know if I can. I’ve never —”
“Shhh — come here,” Amber instructed and pulled me back up to her. She kissed me gently as she took my hand and pushed it down between her legs. “I know you masturbate. Just do the same on me.”
My fingers probed into her wet sex and fumbled for a moment. While experienced with fingering a vagina, it had always been my own! Finding her clit, I heard Amber gasp as I stroked her, then I settled into a swirling rhythm on it. She was gasping under me as she looked up and her eyes locked on mine.
“Like that?” I asked, my voice barely more than a whisper.
“God yes,” Amber panted hotly.
Her hips moved in sync with my fingers on her clit. She was clinging to me as I stroked her and her wetness coating my finger was a complete turn-on. As her breathing changed to gasps and moans, I kissed her to keep her quiet so as to not wake my parents. When Amber climaxed, she was panting into my mouth as her thighs clamped around my hand working between them. She gave a high-pitched moan into my mouth then melted back into the bed satisfied.
I made a decision and pulled my soaked hand from between her legs. Sliding quickly down between her thighs, I covered her drenched sex with my lips and delved my tongue into her wetness. She was soaked and her sweet nectar tasted wonderful. Finding her clit, I breathed in her musky scent as I began flicking my tongue across the tight bud. Above me, Amber squirmed as she snaked a hand down to guide me and her fingers wound into my hair.
“God that tickles,” Amber breathed as her hips bucked against my tongue. “Don’t stop.”
She moved her other hand down and held my head, trying to push me deeper between her legs. Her hips were thrusting against me and her juices were coating my face and chin as I lapped eagerly at her. When I shoved two fingers deep inside her, Amber was moaning, and I was no longer worrying that she’d wake my parents. Fingering her as I devoured her, I was in heaven.
Amber's entire body was reacting as I worked on her. Her legs were trembling as her hips thrust and her thighs brushed against my face. Her breasts were heaving as she was quickly driven toward another orgasm. She was panting as her orgasm built.
“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop,” Amber begged, and the power I had over her at that moment was addictive.
Working faster and harder on her clit, my tongue was flicking rapidly and her cum was filling my mouth. I swallowed deeply then moved my fingers up to probe inside her. As they touched a fleshy bulb deep inside, Amber’s body jolted, and I knew I had found something wonderful. Working it firmly, I flicked my tongue even faster, and her entire body seemed to convulse as if I were exorcising a demon from her. When Amber climaxed, she cried out.
“Fuck yes!”
My mother would ask me the next morning what we were doing and forced me to lie to her. I’d never admit that I was making my best friend come and loving every minute of it.
As Amber melted back into the bed and I slowed my strokes on and in her, I gave her clit a final wet kiss, then moved back up to cradle her to me.
“That was amazing,” she breathed as I held her to me. Her body felt so wonderful against mine.
“You were right. Fucking girls is fun,” I whispered as I ran my finger gently over her hard nipple and felt her flinch under my touch. Her entire body was sensitive.
Amber was the first girl I’d ever been with but hardly my last. Back at school, we continued to enjoy each other frequently and talked about having our boyfriends join us but never did.
We decided to keep the fun between just us girls.