Awakening

I've always found a Kathy bit weird. Slightly nerdy, slightly needy. She laughed in a weird awkward way - self conscious, abortive. It felt like she was always bottling things up, as if 1000 emotions boiled beneath the surface.

We were both unpopular, so found ourselves grouped together a lot. After collage we often hung out, and today it was raining so we sat together in her bedroom watching Howel's Moving Castle. She lent on me, head on my shoulder, her hair brushing against my cheek - it smelt faintly of fragrant mango. Her warm body was soothing against mine, helping me forget my slightly soggy skirt and socks - casualties from running to her door from the bus in the downpour. I glanced down, her lips looked a little dry, her cheeks flushed.

On screen, Howel was flying with Sophie towards her sister's bakery. Damn that wizard is hot! I fought back against my hormones. Get a hold of yourself. Kathy sighed, she was clearly feeing a little hot and heavy too - she immediately recoiled giggling awkwardly.

"Sorry. Oh god, thats awkward."

I laughed and pulled her head back onto my shoulder, enjoying her body's warmth.

"Its ok." I said reassuringly, "I find him super hot too."

She was quiet. I looked down and she was blushing. And that's when I realised, maybe it wasn't the chaotic anime wizard turning her on. It was me.

"Kathy?" I questioned and put my hands on her shoulders pulling her to face me.

She looked up at me through her half-dried hair, blushing, biting her lip - embarrassed, ashamed, afraid of my reaction. Hot.

What? Backup, no. I dont find... but i did. Her warmth, her smell, the nervous energy she seemed to radiate, the quiver in the exhale of her breath. Oh my god.

I stared - breath catching in my throat. Sensitivity radiating from my crotch, to my nipples, to my lips.

Oh. My. God.

Her expression gradually turned from shy embarrassment to a wry smile.

"Tina" she breathed "I..."

The dimple to the right of her lips drew me in. How did I never realise how cute she was? But I'm not... I like boys, I dont... but do I? Oh my god, am I bi?

Slowly, gently, I pushed her hair behind her ear and looked deep into her eyes. She panted slightly - the curve of her breasts rising and falling - and her eyes flicked down and then back to mine. And a fire inside me was ignited.

By now my lips were inches from hers, I could feel her breath on my face, fanning the flames inside me. I closed my eyes enjoying the tingling sensation of her breath against mine - the static electricity before the storm.

With my eyes still closed I ran my right hand up her thigh, feeling the warmth between her legs as my fingers drew close to her pussy.

"Tina, have you done this before?" She breathed. "H... how long have you known?"

I opened my eyes and kissed her, slowly, sensuously, passionately.

I could hear her mum and her brother chatting in the kitchen just a floor below us and stifled a moan.

"Take your pants off" I hissed urgently, "take them off now."

Silently, lightning quick, her pants were off, the film volume turned up and she was on top of me tugging my undrrwsre over my knees. I kicked them off my ankles and rolled her onto her back, kissing her deeply, panting with every breath. My questing fingers sliding effortlessly between her legs, caressing her lips slipping my middle and forefinger inside her as she ground herself against me.

"Fuck, you're so wet" I breathed between hisses. She bit her lip, suppressing a moan and I slowly grazed my lips across her collar bone.

She gained either confidence or composure, but all of a sudden her hand was between my legs, fingers swirling rings around my vulva before delving deep inside me. Her thumb caressed my clitorus sending electricity up my spine.

"Fuck" I breathed. She shushed me. Looking meaningfully at me as someone clattered about with pans in the kitchen below. I pulled away, intending to stop. But as her fingers left my vagina, I ached for her to be back inside me and I knew I couldnt leave this.

"Shhh" I gently admonished, but before she could respond, I pushed her to the bed, straddling her face. She pulled me towards her, hands firmly squeezing my buttocks as I leant my face between her legs and sucked her cliterous.

I more felt than heard her moan of pleasure, and she reciprocated fluttering her tongue across me, teasing before she pressed her tongue firmly inside me, kicking outwards and up over my cliterous sending an involuntary spasm of pleasure through me. I followed suit, tasting her - the intoxicating slick saltiness and heat of her crotch exponentially increasing my fervour. I need her to make me cum, and im going to show her how to do it. I sealed my lips over her cliterous, lapping firmly with my tongue across her slit, over her engorged cliterous over and over again. Each stroke illiciting a squeak of barely suppressed pleasure from her until her body gave in and she was quivering uncontrollably beneath me, my face suddenly wet with her bodily fluids.

She drew her breath and doubled down on me, lapping and sucking me hard. Pulling me on top of her so I had no choice but be fully consumed by her affections. Every movement of her mouth sent waves of pleasure surging through me. I came hard screaming into the mattress between her still slick legs, my pelvis collapsing onto her chest so she could watch the afterburn of my orgasm convulse through me.

We lay there, trying to controll our breating, catching our breath, dazed.

On screen Sophie was cooking breakfast as Howel walked in, brushing her hand sensuously as he took the frying pan from her. Fuck, that wizard's hot.

And that's when we went for round two.