I honestly didn’t think anything was going to happen. Rachel and I seemed to have fallen into the friend zone. We hung out a lot. We worked out together at least twice a week and I found myself getting jealous when guys would hit on her. We’d go out to bars or clubs, have a few drinks together and dance together, but always end up dancing with guys too. I had lots of fun, but I wanted something else.
Normally, I don’t mind making the first move with a guy or girl. When I want something, I will go after it. However, I wasn’t sure if she wanted me like that. I caught her checking me out as I sweated in the gym. I saw her looking at me as we danced with those guys. However, at the end of the night we always went our separate ways. No big deal, we made for good friends.
That changed one evening last week. The water pipes in her apartment broke so after our regular workout, she came over to my place to shower. She’s been over to my place a couple of times, I’ve been at her place a few times too. It wasn’t a big deal. We’ve been alone before and nothing happened.
Before you asked, we took separate showers. Afterward is where it got interesting. We were sitting on my couch, debating what food to get delivered. At some point she looked at me and giggled.
“What?” I said when I looked back.
“Do you want to make out?”
“I don’t see why not.” It was my turn to giggle. I hadn’t expected her to say that, but it felt so natural. Just two friends hanging out and having fun.
She moved closer to me on the couch. I leaned in towards her, she did the same until our lips met. Her lips, soft, feminine and so delicious. Her long hair tickling my cleavage exposed from my shirt.
We made out on the couch. Soft, gentle and hesitant at first. The kisses became more intense and our hands started to explore. First innocently and that was enough to give me goosebumps each time she touched me.
“Should we order the food or do you want to keep having fun?” She asked in between kissing me.
“I don’t know if I can stop now.”
Our eyes locked and our kisses became more intense. Her fingers ran up and down my thighs. It was more than I could take. The erotic energy within me taking over all of my thoughts and desires. I needed to take it to the next level.
Her hand moved between my legs and with only yoga pants on it felt almost like she was touching me directly. I moaned and that made her press harder.
As she kissed my neck, her hands caressed me. She was gentle and she was taking her time. Instead of fondling my breasts like I craved, she traced her fingers around them. Beyond the point of teasing. I couldn’t hold myself back like that.
I couldn’t help but exploring her too. She’s in-shape, lean, the kind of body that I wished I had. Her breasts perky, a complete handful for me. I pulled up her tank to expose her breasts and had to immediately connect my lips to them.
Her hand slid into my pants and between my legs. It was far from my first time with another woman, but the differences still stand out so much. Her touch soft, but deliberate. She massaged my clit and explored my lips almost exactly how I would touch myself. It just didn’t seem real. Her touch made me moan softly.
We moved the bedroom and laid side by side, making out as our hands massaged, caressed and in her case fingered me. She wasn’t teasing anymore and she became more rough. My moans became louder.
She took off my pants and the room became warmer. She kissed from my stomach to down my thighs, avoiding where I most wanted her to touch. I begged and pleaded, but she just looked up and smiled. She kissed my shoulder, sucked on my nipples, then finally dragged her tongue down to between my legs.
My moans became louder, loud enough for the neighbors to hear as she used her tongue and fingers to pleasure me. She knew exactly what she was doing, probably the most experienced woman that I had shared a bed with. She listened to my moans, paid attention to my body to give me exactly what I needed. Her tongue flicked across my clit, her fingers penetrating deep into me.
I opened my legs further and pushed my body towards her. I closed my eyes and enjoyed every movement of her tongue and mouth. I cupped my own breasts hard. My body went stiff as the pleasure overwhelmed me. My body shook as my orgasm erupted deep within me.
When I opened my eyes, she was smiling at me.
“I can’t wait to repay you for that.” I said.
“Or now.” I tried to pull her up to me so we could kiss, but she fought back. She was going to make me wait.
After waiting for the food delivery and what seemed like forever for dinner, she finally let me pay her back. I don’t think I was half as good as she was, but she didn’t have any complaints. I made her orgasm once that night and again the next night. I can’t wait to see where this goes. I think we can have a lot of fun together.