Switching Sides

I rushed into my dorm room and slammed the door shut behind me. For the first time since starting college I was extremely glad not to have a roommate. My hair was tousled and I looked like I’d slept in my clothes, even though I hadn’t actually slept in anything but my birthday suit. In fact, I hadn’t really slept much last night at all. If anyone saw me now they would know immediately that I’d spent the night getting laid and that the sex had been good. To be perfectly honest, the sex had been fucking amazing. I’d done things last night, and had things done to me, that I didn’t think were humanly possible. I’m still not sure they are. The whole encounter seemed almost surreal now that I was alone. I missed Kara already and I’d only been in my room for about five minutes.

I couldn’t believe I now had a girlfriend. Me, the girl who had always been willing to open her pants at the drop of a hat for a sexual encounter with just about any member of the male species, had gone gay. The sad part was that now that I’d been with another woman, I knew I could never go back to guys. I’d found something last night that I’d been searching for forever—companionship. Not just someone I enjoyed being in bed with, though God knows the time we’d spent horizontal was phenomenal, but also someone I could relate to. Someone I felt comfortable with, in the bed and out of it.

Kara and I had done more than just make love to each other. We had talked, laughed, and even snuggled. Something totally out of the ordinary for me on a date.

After yesterday’s new revelation about myself I needed some time to think. A long, cold shower was also in order if I was ever going to get my mind to contemplate anything besides the thorough loving I’d received last night.

I raised my tank top to my nose and inhaled deeply. I hated the thought of washing it. The subtle scent of sweat and sex and Kara’s feminine perfume still clung to the garment. One sniff of the combination had me wet, and the thought of some of the things we’d done to each other started a fresh river flowing between my thighs. As I flopped down on my bed it was all I could do to reach for my journal instead of my vibrator, but I needed to sort out the jumbled thoughts in my mind. I knew the best way to do that was to work out the scenario by writing down the whole encounter in my diary.

Saturday March 4th

1 PM

Dear Diary,

The most incredible thing just happened to me. I’ve always been attracted to guys. Ever since I lost my virginity at the age of sixteen, I’ve been pretty straightforward with all of my dates about the fact that I’m looking for, and enjoy, sex.

Yesterday Brad and I went out on our third date. I met him a few weeks ago at the campus library while doing research for a psychology paper. Something about his quiet and shy demeanor turned me on. I think the attraction was more the challenge he seemed to represent because, truthfully, he wasn’t all that good looking.

He took me out to an early dinner last night at a little club in town that I’d never been to before. He spent the evening sitting across from me, acting like the perfect gentleman. It drove me nuts. He hadn’t even tried to kiss me yet. I’d been dropping subtle sexual hints, but he seemed totally clueless. Finally I decided to throw tact out the window and tried to outright seduce him. I slipped off my shoe and slowly moved my foot up until it rested between his legs. The minute I started to fondle his cock with my toes he jumped up out of his seat, mumbled something about a missed appointment, and shot out of the restaurant as if I’d lit a rocket up his assessment.

His quick departure left me all alone and stuck with the check. I was extremely glad we had only ordered drinks because I didn’t have a lot of cash on me to cover the bill. I finished up my Blue Motorcycle and waved towards the waiter. I bent over to grab my purse, and when I sat back up I noticed I had company. Kara Nouveau, a student in my art class whose dorm room was two doors down from mine, now occupied Brad’s empty chair. She was shaking her head and giggling quietly. I had to ask.

“What’s so funny?”

“I couldn’t help but notice what just happened between you and Brad.”

I shrugged. “Yeah, so?”

“Well, Elizabeth, I hate to be the one to tell you this, but he isn’t interested in you.”

I frowned. “I think his reaction was a pretty good indication of that.”

Kara laughed louder this time. “No, I mean he’s not interested in women at all.”

I stiffened. Surely she didn’t mean what I thought she did. As she opened her mouth to speak I braced myself.

“He’s gay. I thought you knew.”

I shook my head.

Kara scooted her chair sideways until her leg was touching mine. “There’s more.”

I felt the undeniable sensation of her hand on my knee as her fingers slowly crept up my thigh. She leaned over until her breath whispered across my ear. “You’re also in a gay bar.”

If Kara hadn’t had her hand on my leg I would have fallen out of my chair. My gaze darted left and right, noticing two guys chatting intimately at the bar and three girls in close conversation at a nearby table. The rest of the restaurant was empty.

Kara reached out with her free hand and gently cupped my chin, turning me back to face her. “It’s still early. It doesn’t get crowded in here until around ten or so because the club stays open until nearly dawn.”

As her fingers tightened their grip I suddenly realized how Brad must have felt.

Kara had more enlightening news for me though. “The only reason he brought you here was because he thought you were gay, too.”

I gasped audibly. “I…I…I’m not.”

Kara shook her head and I could feel her long brown hair gliding over my shoulder and across my neck. The feeling was distracting and more arousing than it should have been. “Are you sure?”

My voice was raspy. “What?”

Her hand was caressing the inseam of my low-rise camouflage capris and I could feel my panties growing damp. “I said, are you sure?”

I nodded but my reply sounded weak. “I like guys.”

Her fingers felt like magic between my legs as she increased the pressure just where I needed it. I suddenly wished my clothes would disappear. “That’s fine.” She leaned in and sucked my earlobe into her mouth. “The question is, do you like girls, too?”

I started to say no when she pressed the palm of her hand hard against my clit. I opened my mouth but nothing came out but a loud groan. She smiled knowingly at me and something inside my body exploded. I suddenly wanted to know if her lips felt as soft as they looked. Considering where we were, I decided to take a chance and find out.

I leaned forward, keeping my eyes open until the last moment, and focused directly on Kara. Her pupils dilated slightly in shock, and then appreciation, as our mouths met.

The first few kisses were chaste and timid. I was exploring totally uncharted territory and felt very unsure about what I was doing. Kara noticed my hesitancy and took control. Her eagerness to dominate dissolved the last of my inhibitions. When her tongue slid across my lips I threw myself headlong into the kiss. I wasn’t disappointed with my decision.

I’ve kissed lots of guys, and enjoyed most of them, but what Kara was doing to my mouth felt almost obscene. I was so hot I couldn’t sit still. I rocked forward in my seat and Kara’s hand pressed back against me, and teasing, until I wanted to scream. I arched my back and broke away with a gasp. I was on fire and I needed to cum so badly I was about to beg for it. Sudden applause halted my plea, and as I looked around I noticed all eyes were on us. My face reddened in embarrassment, but Kara just looked pleased.

She threw a twenty on the table, grabbed my hand, and pulled me out of the restaurant behind her.

Once outside I started to question my actions when we rounded the corner and she pushed me up against the wall of the building. There was nothing restrained about our kiss this time. She plundered my mouth while her hands stayed busy on the rest of my body. I was going to shatter any minute. My knees were weak and I was afraid I’d fall, but she pressed herself against me to keep me upright. Her hands slid under my tank top to caress my breasts, her knee wedged in between my legs, as she moved her thigh side to side, I cried out.

“Oh, God!”

“That’s it. Show me how you like it.”

I was grinding back now, aching for a release that was just out of my reach when she pulled back. “My roommate has gone home for the weekend.”

It took me a moment to realize what she was asking. She wanted me to go back to her room with her, and there was no doubt in my mind about what would happen if I did.

I didn’t even need to think it over. “Yes.”

Her lush lips parted in a sultry smile, and before I knew it we were running down the sidewalk hand in hand. We stopped in front of a stunning red Corvette. As she pulled the keys out of the pocket of her skintight jeans I realized I was more interested in admiring her figure instead of the gorgeous car.

She was tall and thin, with legs that looked incredibly long and a nice curvy ass.

Her skin was a deep bronze and her dark brown hair hung in waves down her back. The crop top she was wearing showed off her small tits, which were obviously unrestrained by a bra, something that my thirty-eight D’s could never do without. She had a beautifully flat stomach, and I noticed the twinkle of a rhinestone barbell piecing her navel. I had the urge to run my hands over her rear and decided to do so as she bent over to unlock my door.

She gave me a heated look over her shoulder and I nearly ignited on the spot. She opened the door and I dove inside, eager to get back to the business at hand. When she slid into the driver’s seat I took another moment to admire her. I must have been staring.

“Is something wrong?”

I shook my head but didn’t know how to voice what I was thinking. She stopped with the key in the ignition and turned to face me. “You don’t have to be shy with me. You can tell me anything.”

I nodded, but it took me a minute to find my voice. “I’m a little nervous.”

She gave my knee a reassuring pat as she cranked the car. “I won’t do anything to you that you don’t want me to do.” She cleared her throat. “I have a confession to make. I asked Brad to bring you to the club today.”

“You did?”

She nodded, her eyes never leaving the road as she sped back to the college. “I’ve been watching you.”

“Why?”

“When you approached Brad, I figured you knew he was gay and were looking for a friend to hang out with. You go through guys faster than some people change clothes. I thought that maybe you were trying to hide the fact you were a lesbian. At least I hoped that was the reason.” She paused a moment before continuing. “I’ve wanted to fuck you ever since I first laid eyes on you.”

My arousal had been slowly receding, but her bold statement brought the heat rushing back in a tidal wave of lust. I wanted to make Kara feel the same way. I contemplated my first real move as we pulled into the college parking lot. We sat there for a moment in silence before she turned to face me.

“Do you still want to do this?”

Instead of words I let my actions speak for me. I put my arm around her shoulders and pulled her in for a serious lip lock. This time it was Kara that had to come up for air.

The look she gave me was so intense I thought I might melt.

“Good. Let’s go inside.”

The halls were nearly empty as we made our way to her room, but I had expected that already. It was eight o’clock on a Friday night. Everyone was out either on a date or relieving their stress after a week of hard studying.

It only took a few minutes before I found myself inside Kara’s room. The instant the door closed she made her move. Once again I found myself pressed between Kara’s tight body and a wall. This time, though, I wanted to be a more active participant.

I almost couldn’t speak as Kara found one of my hot spots and began kissing her way across my collarbone. “Kara?” My voice was husky.

“Hmmm?”

“Can I… Can I see you?”

Her voice was muffled against my skin. “I’m right here.”

I shook my head and eased her away. “No. I mean I want to see you, touch you…” My voice dropped to a whisper as I thought about all the places on her body that I wanted to explore. “I want to taste you.”

Kara shivered. “Oh, yes!”

I moved my hands from where they’d been perched on her hips, raising her shirt slowly as I traced my way up her sides. She raised her arms willingly and I pulled the garment over her head. It was then that I got my first long look at another woman’s tits. I liked what I saw.

Her small boobs were perky in a way mine would never be. Her nipples were dark and just begging to be touched and sucked. I reached out and ran my fingers slowly over the hard peaks, cupping her breasts in my palms and rolling her nipples between my thumb and forefinger the way I liked to have it done. Kara closed her eyes, arched her chest towards me, and moaned. I took that as a positive sign and grew even bolder.

When I bent down and licked my way around her nipple in a circular motion before taking it into my mouth, she cried out. “The bed! I need to get you naked and in my bed…now!”

I stood and started to strip off my top but she stopped me. “I want to do that. I want to strip you down and nibble on every inch of your bare skin. I want to eat you until you cum screaming my name.”

I couldn’t wait any longer. My panties were drenched. I moved forward suddenly. The motion was unexpected and she stepped back instinctively. I continued my slow advance until her knees hit the mattress and she fell backwards. I wasted no time in joining her.

We fell onto the bed, kissing and caressing while fighting for position. Since Kara was the one with experience, I gave up the battle and let her win. The decision was tough for me since I usually end up being the aggressive one when I’m out on a date.

We came to a breathless halt with Kara on top, straddling my waist. The sight of her lovely body looming above me covered in a light sheen of sweat from our struggle was exciting, and I realized that, for once, I really didn’t mind someone else taking the dominant role.

She leaned forward until her pert tits were even with my face. I rose up slightly and kissed the tips of both before using my tongue on them thoroughly. While I engaged in a lengthy exploration of her chest, she grabbed the hem of my tank top and jerked upwards. The move forced my mouth away from her luscious skin. As the shirt snagged on my arms and face, I fought to get loose. Kara laughed and tugged the shirt higher, but didn’t pull it all the way off. My hands remained above my head and still caught in the top.

I twisted slightly to help her finish removing it, but she shook her head at me and flattened my arms to the bed. I watched in awe as she leaned down and used her teeth to unhook the front closure on my bra. She used her chin to push the lacy material to the side and then nuzzled her face in the valley created by my overabundant knockers. The gentle slide of her soft mouth on my skin made me crazy. I was nearly delirious with want when she turned her head to the left and sucked me into her mouth.

She started out soft at first with a delicate lick and flick of her tongue over my nipple. When I vocalized my approval she got down to business. My top and bra were suddenly flying across the room, where they landed in a heap in the floor. My hands were free to touch her, and her hands were free to roam as well. She took full advantage of the situation, cupping my twin globes as she moved her head back and forth between them in a frenzy that had me screaming out from the sensation. My head thrashed back and forth as she grew bolder and began to use not only her hands and mouth, but also her teeth.

I gripped her back, raking my fingers up and down her spine in a sexual frenzy. I managed to work my way around to her waist to undo the snap on her tight jeans when she pulled back with my nipple captured securely between her lips. I totally forgot what I was doing as I watched the skin stretch tight and the heard the audible pop as she opened her mouth and let go. I shivered at the erotic sight as well as the feeling of the cool air from her ceiling fan as it blew over my newly dampened skin.

Kara sat up and looked down at where my fingers had gripped her waistband in an effort to anchor myself to reality. “Are you doing okay so far?”

The question was asked in a playful tone, but my response was dead serious. “I think you’re trying to kill me.”

Her eyebrows rose in surprise. “Why would you say that?”

I had to pause and take a deep breath to try and settle myself. “Because I’ve been barely hanging on since you first kissed me, and I don’t know how much more teasing I can take.”

She smiled devilishly. “Sweetie, this isn’t teasing, this is foreplay.”

I shook my head. “No, this is teasing. Foreplay only takes about two minutes, or however long it takes for the guy and me to get naked. My dates are usually more concerned about getting themselves off than making me feel good. That’s why I don’t stick around with any of them.”

She sighed. “Oh, honey, that’s why lesbians are such great lovers. We know what we like, and we can give our partner the same lengthy attention that we crave in bed.” Kara wiggled her pelvis suggestively against mine. “And you don’t have to worry about recovery time. Nothing ever goes limp when a girl is fucking you.” Her tone was sultry and made me even wetter, which I didn’t think was possible. “I can give you as many orgasms as you can handle, until you pass out from sheer exhaustion.”

I closed my eyes and pictured every possible way that Kara could make me cum. I moaned. I couldn’t help myself. Her lewd language turned me on almost as much as her heavy petting. I rubbed my thighs together, desperate for friction where I needed it most.

I was so high strung that the lightest touch against my overheated pussy would surely send me over the edge, and I wasn’t sure it would even take that. If she kept talking dirty to me, I thought I might just be able to finish without any physical stimulation at all.

Kara was all smiles as she pried my hands off her opened zipper and raised herself up off me enough to divest herself of her jeans. As she slithered out of them, along with her shoes and socks, I realized two things. First, I hadn’t seen her remove any underwear, and second, she was completely shaved. She caught sight of my stunned look and grinned even bigger. “I like to go commando sometimes, especially when the pants are really tight. The pressure of the inseam hits my clit just right when I sit down.” She smoothed her hand over her bald snatch in a blatantly seductive move. “And being totally waxed makes me extra sensitive.”

“Oh, god!”

She laughed at my obvious sexual frustration as she unbuttoned my Capri pants.

“Do you want my hands on you? Is that what you need?” I raised my hips to help her as she pulled off my pants. My sandals had come off sometime earlier, but I wasn’t sure when, and I didn’t really care.

I waited for her to remove my panties, but she just paused as she noticed my red thong.

“Do you like them?”

She snapped out of her trance and traced one finger down my abdomen, along the edge of the panties, until her hand rested just centimeters from where I needed it to be.

She slid her finger under the skimpy material and pulled it just a hair’s breadth away from my skin, letting it go in a swift motion. “I like them very much. I’d love to see you bent over in front of me with them on while I pull them to the side and slide the biggest dildo I have inside of you. Do you think you would enjoy that?”

My mouth went dry. I had to forcefully swallow several times before I could answer. “Yes. I’d let you do anything you wanted to do to me at this point if you’d make me cum.”

She tugged my underwear down and parted my thighs until our completely naked bodies were finally touching together. “Oh, baby, we are just getting started.” She studied the little landing strip of hair I kept in a neatly trimmed patch and fondled it with reverence. “Since you obviously haven’t been getting the treatment you deserve lately, though, I’ll take it easy on you the first time. How do you want it?”

“I…I don’t understand?”

Her look was patient and sympathetic as she pulled away and sat up between my thighs. “Do you want my mouth?” She leaned down and circled my navel with her tongue before plunging inside the small hole and retreating. “Do you want my vibrator?” She reached inside her nightstand and pulled out a long, skinny silver vibrator. Kara flipped it on and ran it down my upper leg and up the inside of my thigh before turning it off and tossing it on the pillow next to my head. “Or, how about my finger?”

I was sure she was going to tease me again, but this time she didn’t. She slid her hand right between my legs and cupped my mound in her palm. When she used her other hand to spread my lips apart and thrust her finger inside me, I let out a holler that could have shattered glass. I gyrated my hips, raising my body up and forcing her deeper.

Another finger joined the first and that was all it took. The sensation shook my body all over until I thought I was having a convulsion. I gripped the sheets and screamed until my throat was hoarse but she never stopped. She just kept moving inside of me, building up the wave before it fully receded.

I started to protest. “No, I…I can’t…I can’t take it again so soon.”

“Oh, yes you can, and you will. Several more times. All night long.”

The pressure was building and I didn’t think my heart could take it. The orgasm had been mind bending, but Kara still had a few tricks up her sleeve. The two fingers inside me were joined by a third. The slight pain felt wonderful and I began to ache for another release. “Harder!”

“Mmmm, you like it rough?”

I nodded, totally incapable of speech at the time. She curled her fingers upwards until she was pressing towards the front wall of my cunt. I started to question the action when she brushed over a sensitive spot that nearly made me cry with pleasure. She repeated the motion over and over again until I thought for sure I’d faint. The sounds coming from my mouth weren’t even coherent. I was gasping and grunting like an animal in heat. Kara seemed to love every minute of it.

She kept up the brutal pace as she moved her lower body over until she was straddling my thigh. As she continued her assault on my body, I felt her grinding her soaking wet pussy against my leg. I shifted to spread myself wider and Kara pressed down harder. I arched my back and groaned. I was going to burst any moment. I reached down and used my hand to find her clit. As she moved back and forth, I tapped the hard nub and rubbed it in a circular motion. She did the finger curl again and I bucked beneath her.

“What are you doing?”

It took her a moment to respond. “I found your g-spot.”

It was hard to answer but I did it. “There’s no such thing.”

Kara totally stopped all movement and stared at me in disbelief. “You are kidding, right?”

“No one has ever touched me the way you just did. It feels strange. Good, but almost so good it borders on pain.”

“Oh baby, no wonder you kept jumping from man to man.” She slowly lifted herself off me and settled her shoulders in between my spread legs. “It’s a wonder you didn’t go gay years ago.” As she spoke, her breath blew warmly over my swollen lips.

She looked up from her position between my thighs and I had to giggle. It was an awfully delicate place for her to be staring at while we chatted.

“What’s so funny?”

It took me a minute to gain my composure. “It looks like you are talking to my pussy.”

She thought the idea was humorous as well. “Will it talk back?”

She demonstrated her question by leaning in and mumbling softly before running her tongue from the bottom of my opening up to my clit. The movement was slow and sensual and the joking made me feel more comfortable. “It says to do that again.”

“My pleasure.” And it must have been, because she began licking me like an ice cream cone melting on a hot summer’s day. Her speed varied from fast to agonizingly slow. Sometimes she used just the tip of her tongue, and other times she flattened the muscle out until it touched nearly all of me at once.

My arousal had lessened during our talk, but now it flared back full force. She slid her fingers back inside me as she continued her oral assault and probed for just the right spot. When she found it again, she curled her fingers and pressed tenderly. I felt the moisture ooze out and she lapped it up greedily.

“That’s it. I want you to cum in my mouth. I’m going to eat you up.”

My hands found their way down to her head and I twined them in her long, brown curls. “Don’t stop. Whatever you’re doing, please don’t stop!”

I could feel her lips curl into a smile against my tender skin. “I won’t stop until you beg me to.”

I pushed up on my elbows, watching her while she worked me towards the brink once again, but my eyes finally slid closed from the overwhelming sensation of what she was doing. “I’m close, so close. Good God!”

I was moving now, pushing myself against her mouth and holding her head between my legs. Kara didn’t complain at all. “Open your eyes. I want you to watch me. I want you to know who you’re in bed with.”

I forced my eyes open and they locked with hers as she stared at me over my belly.

All of my muscles were tense, bracing me for an orgasm unlike any I’d ever had. I knew it was going to be different, but I wasn’t sure what to expect. I was so turned on, but curiosity and fear were still present in my mind. Kara talked encouragingly to me in between licks and kisses.

“Don’t be scared. I’m here for you no matter what happens. Just let go. It’ll be so good, I promise.”

I took her at her word and let down my guard, pushing all my inhibitions away and giving in to the totally amazing feelings that the beautiful woman between my legs was causing. Kara noticed my decision and nodded in agreement before she twisted her hand and sucked my clit into her mouth. The effect was instantaneous and earth shattering. I came up off the bed with a gasp and a shout of pure ecstasy. Liquid poured out from between my thighs as I came harder than I ever had in my life. If anyone was in the dorm, they knew exactly what was going on in room two-oh-four.

Before I could question what Kara had just made me do, she stabbed her tongue deep inside of me, lapping furiously at the large amount of fluid I had produced, like a cat with an endless supply of cream. I felt the caress from my head to my toes as the powerful aftershocks I’d been experiencing immediately crested into strong contractions that seized up every muscle in my body. Tears were running down my cheeks from the sheer strength of the pleasure, and I was sure that if she forced me to another orgasm my heart would stop.

It took nearly all my strength to reach down and gently push her away. “Stop. No More. I need a few minutes to catch my breath.”

I heard her chuckle as she kept on exploring me. After what seemed like an eternity she lifted her face from between my thighs. Her cheeks and chin were shiny with my juices. She smiled broadly at me and licked her lips in a slow, sensuous movement that made my eyes widen because it was so erotic. Then she wiped her face and sucked each of her fingers into her mouth, one by one, as if she couldn’t bear the thought of wasting one drop of my cum.

I was lightheaded, wrung out, and sexually sated in a way that left me feeling completely boneless and happy. I knew I was grinning drunkenly as Kara flopped down on the bed next to me. I wanted to question what had just happened, but I didn’t have the energy to do it. I had to compliment her on her remarkable skill though. I knew she had denied herself release while she’d concentrated on my needs, and I felt bad about that, but the feeling of near exhaustion made it impossible for me to return the favor at the moment. I vowed to love her thoroughly after a bit of rest.

The feel of Kara’s hand softly stroking my cheek made me open my eyes, which I didn’t realize had slid shut. She pulled me into her arms, and it felt so right to be cuddled up next to her with our bodies pressed tightly together. I burrowed deeper into the embrace and laid my head on her chest, where I could hear the steady sound of her heartbeat. Kara started running her fingers though my hair, massaging my scalp in a hypnotic motion designed to relax. I fought off sleep for a moment to enjoy the rare sensation of some post sex snuggling.

Men never seemed willing to stick around in bed with me and just relax after the sex was over. I had some questions I desperately needed Kara to answer, and I was experiencing so many new emotions, too. At the moment I didn’t have the energy for deep conversation though, and after having the most amazing orgasm in the world, I wasn’t sure my brain cells were functioning enough to even try to talk.

I could feel Kara’s head against mine as she shook it slowly and giggled. “Stop thinking so hard. I can see steam coming out of your ears.”

My voice was quiet and drowsy. “You can not.”

“Yes I can. I don’t know what you’re trying to work out, but I can tell you’re exhausted, especially if that really was your first ever g-spot orgasm. Go on and take a nap, and we’ll talk when you wake up.”

My reply this time was even quieter. “Okay, but I feel bad about what just happened.”

I felt her tense. “Why?”

“Because I had all the fun and you didn’t.”

She relaxed immediately. “Oh, I had plenty of fun.” She took my hand and placed it between her legs, where she pressed it against her pussy. I could feel the wetness slicking her inner thighs. “Watching you got me so hot. The way you responded to each and every touch was the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. I’ve enjoyed every minute of what we’ve shared together so far. Now go on and rest so I can finish with you when you wake up.”

I gulped. “You mean you’re not done with me yet?”

“Oh, baby no, not by a long shot. This was just a little taste of what it can be like between two women.”

I wondered for a minute if I hadn’t bitten off more than I could chew with Kara, but then I fell asleep and didn’t have any more time to worry about it.

I woke to the feeling of someone stroking a hand up and down my side, occasionally moving over to stroke my breasts or dip between my legs in an all too quick caress, before disappearing to cover more skin elsewhere. It took me a bit to remember where I was, and who I was in bed with. I must have made some sound because Kara stopped her investigation immediately. “I was wondering when you’d wake up. Did you sleep well?”

“Y…ye...” My voice sounded ragged and I was pretty sure it would be completely gone by morning from all the screams she’d pulled out of me earlier. After her performance though, losing my voice would be a small price to pay for what I’d experienced. I cleared my throat and tried speaking again. “Yes, but I had a really weird dream.”

“Do you want to tell me about it?”

I shook my head. “I can’t.”

“Why?”

“Because it involved you and me, and what we were doing was very naughty.”

She ran her hand back down my side and down between my legs, lingering long enough to feel the new moisture that had built up there from my wickedly hot dream.

“Oh, it was that kind of dream. I love those, even though most of the time you wake up horny and alone afterwards. Guess it’s a good thing you’re in bed with someone.”

I didn’t reply immediately because I was still thinking about what we’d done earlier, and wondering why I was so at ease with it.

Kara noticed my silence and questioned me. “You’re really quiet. What are you thinking about?”

“You, us, what happened earlier.”

Her hand pulled away from between my thighs and came to rest on my stomach.

“You didn’t like it?”

I shook my head slightly, rubbing my face in her cleavage. “Oh, no, I loved every minute of it, but I’m confused about something and I’m trying to figure out how to ask you about it. Plus, I still feel bad because you didn’t get to enjoy it the way I did.”

She giggled. “That tickles.”

I laid my head back down and began toying with one nipple with my finger.

“Mmmm, that’s nice. Now what were you confused about?”

“It’s stupid.”

“Nothing between lovers is ever stupid. Don’t ever feel like you have to be afraid with me.”

I looked up at her with shock and awe on my face. “Is that what we are, lovers?”

She nodded. “What would you call us?”

My voice was quiet as I replied. “I don’t know.”

 “Think about it. The definition of a lover is one or both of the partners in a sexual relationship. I would definitely call what we just did sexual and I’m hoping for more than a one-night stand with you. I like you. I’m attracted to you, and I think you’re attracted to me as well, at least I hope so. I want you to feel comfortable around me. I want sex with you, but I want a friendship as well. A companion, a partner. A lover. Is that what you want?”

I had to think about that for a moment. She was offering me something that no man had ever offered me. She had made me feel more amazing and cherished in the short time we’d been together than any one of my previous so-called boyfriends had. Was I attracted to Kara? I looked down at her nude body. The answer to that question was a pretty definite yes. As for the comfort factor, I was much calmer with her now than I had been in the beginning, but I was always nervous at the start of a new relationship.

I realized something at that moment; Kara and I really were taking steps towards building something that could easily become serious. The thought didn’t scare me. I was willing to acknowledge the change and open myself up to the possibility of Kara, and becoming an exclusive couple. In fact, I was actually looking forward to it. “I think I would like that. I don’t know what it means right now, but the idea is very pleasant.” My hand began to wander across her belly. “I’ve enjoyed being with you, and not just the sex, though so far that has been incredible. It’s nice to be able to talk to you instead of being shoved out the door.”

“Does that happen to you a lot?”

I was busy playing with the sparkling jewel in her tummy. “What?”

“Do you get thrown out a lot after sex?”

 “Yeah, actually, I do. I never seem to attract the right type of guy. We meet, we have sex, and then he wants me gone so he can study, or meet his boys for a drink, or some other type of bullshit. Some sad excuse that always makes me feel like I’m nothing but a play toy for them. Just a way to pass the time until they find something better to do.”

“Elizabeth, that is just disgusting. Men are mostly just a bunch of worthless jerks who wouldn’t recognize a good woman if she kicked him in the balls. Only a real woman knows how another woman wants and needs to be treated.” She reached down with her hand and covered mine where it rested against her dark skin, tangling our fingers together. “Although I’m glad that none of them decided to keep you. It means that I got a chance to show you how great we can be with each other.”

“Oh, we’re more than great. What you just did to my body was electrifying. Even though I still don’t know why I came like I did.”

She chuckled softly. “You mean the flood?”

I nodded shyly. “Yeah.”

“You’ve really never had a g-spot orgasm before?”

“I’ve never had anything done to me that felt like that.”

“You definitely were dating the wrong guys if none of them ever took the time to find your best erogenous zone.”

“I though for a minute that I’d wet the bed.” I could feel the heat of a deep blush creeping over my cheeks.

“G-spot orgasms almost always make you squirt like that. It’s the female version of ejaculation, and it feels so damn good.”

“Yeah, it did. Can I ask you another question?”

“Anything.”

I pushed myself up until I could look her right in the face. I’d had time to catch my breath, and now I wanted to give her the type of mind bending experience she’d treated me to earlier. “Do you mind if I go exploring for your g-spot?”

Kara’s eyes dilated and I knew the answer before she even replied. “Yes, please.”

The needy sound in her voice made me want to find and explore each and every erogenous zone on her body until she was as sexually sated as I had been earlier. My only concern was the fact that she was experienced in being with another woman, when I wasn’t.

As I was contemplating my lack of skill, I felt sure Kara had noticed my sudden halt. I wanted to explain the reason for my delay.

“I love your body.” I stroked my hand hesitantly over her pert and perky titties. “I want to show you how amazing I think you are.” I paused to place a suckling kiss on each erect tip. “I want to watch you moan and writhe and call my name when I push you over the edge. I want to worship every inch of your body the way it deserves to be worshiped, but I’m also afraid.”

The look on her face was reassuring and kind. “What are you afraid of?”

“I don’t want to disappoint you because of my inexperience. I want to please you, but I’m not sure how to do it.”

She cupped my chin in the palm of her hand, moving my face slightly so I had to look her in the eyes. “Baby, don’t worry so much. Sex isn’t a battle. You don’t need to devise a plan of attack before you start. Just calm down and let yourself enjoy the moment. Everything will work itself out if you just relax and go with your instincts. We all have our own style of love making, and when you’re being intimate with someone you care about who also cares deeply for you, then you can’t make a mistake.”

I looked over at the silver vibrator that was still lying next to the pillow where Kara had thrown it earlier and a wonderful idea suddenly formed in my head. I directed my gaze toward the table next to her bed. “Do you have any massage oil in your toy drawer?”

She nodded, but looked a bit perplexed as well. “Yes, I have some. Can I be nosy and ask why you need it?”

I reached over and opened the nightstand drawer. Inside were the normal sexual toys that most college girls kept hidden in their rooms for those off times when they didn’t have a boyfriend, or woke up needing release at odd hours during the night. One item though, was so shocking that I had to stifle a gasp and try to keep my face from betraying my emotion.

I tried to look calm as I rifled around for the bottle of oil, but the sight of a gigantic blue rubber double-ended dildo had been quite a shocking find. I pushed it to the side, almost afraid to touch it because of the sheer size of the tool, and found the bottle of warming massage oil hidden underneath it. I pulled it out and shut the drawer immediately; hoping Kara hadn’t noticed me acting oddly.

While I studied the bottle, I caught sight of her face out of the corner of my eye.

She seemed curious, but didn’t look like she’d noticed anything unusual. I took a deep breath and moved on to the next stage in my plan of seduction. “Turn over.”

She did as I asked without hesitation. It was another plus in my book. Most guys would have argued against the command, or flat out refused, but she just did as I asked without any fuss.

I poured the cool oil across her shoulders and dribbled a bit down her spine. She squirmed and squeaked as the cold liquid came into contact with her hot skin. “Lord, that’s chilly.”

I capped the bottle and laid it next to me on the bed near the vibrator. “It’ll warm up soon.”

I began kneading her shoulders, working the oil across her skin and into the base of her neck. My mother had decided to open her own business once she found out I’d been accepted into college. She’d opened a spa and had invited me to come to a few massage classes with her. I was glad I had, because the lessons were definitely coming in handy at the moment.

I worked my way down, paying special attention to each vertebra as I went lower and lower. Kara was moaning with pleasure, writhing against the bed in a move reminiscent of a kitten with an endless supply of catnip.

I watched her body, marveling at how the oil seemed to make her dark skin glow in the dim light of her lamp. The scent of strawberries filled the room, combining with the already powerful aroma of sex, and I couldn’t resist a small taste. I continued the massage, now working my hands into the small of her back just above the delicious swell of her ass, and leaned down to lick a line up her spine, rolling the unique taste of strawberries and Kara around on my tongue as they mixed together in my mouth. I wanted to taste more of her.

“Your hands are incredible. I may have to keep you around just for your amazing backrubs.”

I took the comment as the compliment it was meant to be. “Now flip over and let me do your front.”

She laughed. “Yes, please do my front.”

I smacked her lightly on the ass before she managed to turn onto her back.

“Someone has their mind in the gutter. This is just a standard massage, nothing kinky about it.” I tilted my head sideways and gave her the most innocent look I could muster.

When she burst out laughing, I knew I had failed miserably.

“Do you normally give massages to naked people while you’re naked as well?”

I shrugged. “Um…maybe.”

She was laughing full out now. Her smile was traffic stopping, and I couldn’t help but laugh and smile back, too. When I began the massage on her front side in earnest, the giggling stopped and the moaning took over.

I poured more oil over her body, coating her chest and tummy thoroughly. As I rubbed and caressed the sweet liquid into her breasts, I bent to lick the oil out from where it had pooled in her belly button. I mimicked the motions Kara had used on me earlier during oral sex, thrusting my tongue in and out of the hole at varying rates of speed, then following the move up with slow licks around the rim before plunging back inside to lap up the strawberry taste.

When I finally paused and looked up, Kara had her eyes squeezed shut and her hands fisted in the sheets, as if she was holding on for dear life. I loved the way she looked at that exact moment, totally wild and eager for my touch.

I grabbed the bottle of oil one last time and drizzled the remainder slowly across her upper thighs, letting it run down between her legs to pool in a little stream beneath her on the sheets.

“I hope you don’t mind me getting the bed dirty.”

She shook her head, the strain to remain in control evident on her face. “I don’t care if you rip up the mattress and throw it in the trash, as long as you keep on doing what you’re doing.”

The power I had over her at the moment was intoxicating. I rubbed my way up and down her legs, working the oil into every inch of her bare skin, right down to her toes. As I glided back up, she spread her legs farther apart in a silent invitation. I took her up on the offer.

I slid my fingers across her swollen lips until I found her clit. I bent down to give it a thorough inspection, blowing lightly on the little nub and following the act with a long swipe of my tongue.

Kara called out, arching her back and pressing her pelvis against my face in a demand for more. I gave her everything I had to offer.

I nipped gently on her love button and thrust a finger down through the combination of her own wetness and the strawberry oil. When I slid it deep inside her pussy, her muscles clenched around me. I marveled at the feeling.

“You’re wet, but so tight. How long has it been since you’ve been with someone?”

“A while now.”

With the state she was in I knew she would answer anything I asked her, and I’m a very inquisitive person. “Have you ever been with a guy?”

She shook her head. “No, I’ve never been interested in men at all. I’ve been attracted to women as far back as I can remember.”

My eyes widened in shock. “So you’re still a virgin?”

Kara nodded slowly and began gyrating against my still hand. “Technically, yes.”

“What do you mean, technically?”

She groaned. “I’ve used a vibrator before.”

“You’ve used it yourself or had it used on you?”

“Elizabeth! We can discuss this as much as you want to later, but right now I’m begging you. Less talk and more action, please!”

“You mean like this?” I dived back between her thighs with a vengeance, working her clit with my lips, teeth, and tongue while I pushed a second finger inside her to join the first one.

“Harder…faster. Oh…oh…ohhhh…I…I’m…I’m…”

She bucked hard against my face as she cried out in completion. I kept myself planted firmly between her legs, bringing her down with light touches and kisses while continuing to taste her sweet nectar.

Kara sighed deeply with satisfaction as her body shuddered slightly with gentle aftershocks. “I needed that so bad.”

I laid my head against her hip, turning so I could stare up at her. I had to smile at the blissful expression on her face. “That didn’t take very long.”

She looked down at me. “I didn’t think it would. I’ve been hanging on the edge for a while tonight.”

I chuckled. “I can only imagine. Now that you’re calm, can I ask you something?”

“Sure.” She waved her hand non-distinctly in the air and then let her arm drop as if she was too tired to complete the gesture. “Fire away.”

I opened my mouth to respond, and then quickly closed it. Kara looked so peaceful. Her breathing was deep and even, and her eyes were totally shut. She obviously wasn’t expecting anything else, but I wasn’t finished yet. I was pretty sure she was napping, but she could have just as easily been fooling with me, so I had to be careful. I moved slowly and clicked off the light on the nightstand. Her body tensed under me for just a moment and then relaxed once again. I moved up next to her, trying to distract her from what I was really doing by pretending to find a comfy spot to cuddle and rest. I moved a bit to make some sound to help blot out the noise of me opening her nightstand drawer.

Soft snores filtered through the air, alerting me to her whereabouts by sound and telling me that she truly was asleep. I reached inside the drawer for my prize. I didn’t need light to find what I was looking for because the size of the toy was enough for me to identify the fake penis by feel. I grasped the rubber monster and dropped down next to Kara.

My plan gave me the perfect opportunity to wake her up the way she had woken me earlier. I paused momentarily to decide whether or not to let her sleep a bit before beginning. In the end, I decided not to wait. The night was nearly over, and since there were no classes on Saturday, we could catch up on what sleep we’d lost then; besides, any of my friends will tell you that patience is not one of my strong points. I was too keyed up to see how Kara would react to my use of the blue double dildo to allow her any more recovery time. I also didn’t want to delay because I was afraid that if I waited I’d lose my nerve, but just the thought of seeing her stretched wide around the massive dick was enough to make me proceed.

I didn’t bother being quiet now. It was obvious that Kara was a rather deep sleeper. I moved the toy, now nicknamed Big Blue, down the bed with me where I laid it next to my leg so I could grab it easily when the time for its use came. As I was moving into position my hand came across the small silver vibrator that Kara had thrown onto the bed at the beginning of the evening. It wasn’t nearly as long or wide as the two headed cock, but it was a pretty decent size. Definitely as good as or better than what most of the guys on campus had lounging around in their pants.

I knew the bottle of oil was empty and Kara was very tight, but I thought that if I used the vibrator first it might make the transition to Big Blue easier. I was also counting on the remnants from my sensual massage, coupled with the moisture from my mouth and her very recent orgasm, to help ease the toy inside her where it belonged. If things went accordingly, I was hoping to have the other end of the rubber penis planted deeply inside my own pussy. The thought of both of us being fucked by it at the same time made me think about getting myself off with a quickie before waking Kara up, but I decided against it. When I came again, I wanted it to be at the same time as my partner.

I grabbed the cool plastic shaft of the vibrator in one hand while I used my other hand to trace Kara’s soft curves until I came into contact with the vee between her legs. I still couldn’t get over the erotic feeling of touching her completely hairless crotch. The skin was so soft and smooth I could have rubbed on it forever.

Kara shifted suddenly, a quiet moan escaping her lips as she spread her legs just a bit. I wondered if it was my touch that pulled that sound out of her, or if she was having as good a dream as the one I’d recently had.

I let my fingers drift lower until they parted her slick, pouty lips. When my thumb brushed over her clit, she made a soft little mewling sound from deep in her throat that reminded me of a contented feline. I wanted desperately to hear that noise again.

I dipped one finger through her wet folds until I found her entrance. I wanted to be able to see Kara’s expression when she woke, but if my assumption was correct, she’d never used the dildo before or anything even remotely close to that size in sex toys, and I didn’t want her to see it and freak out when she realized what I planned to do with it. The thought of possibly popping Kara’s cherry had me feeling very dominant and excited.

I moved my hand back and forth slowly, trying to wake her as gently as possible.

When my single finger slid inside, I immediately added a second digit. It took a bit of work to get two inside of her comfortably, but I must have been doing something right because she began to move against my hand. She was moving up and down, riding my fingers in a way assured to get her off quickly. I couldn’t allow that, not when she was still asleep.

I pulled back and she shivered with the loss. I replaced my fingers with the tip of the vibrator and turned the base on to the lowest setting. Kara woke instantly when the loud buzzing noise filled the dark room and the slow pulse of the machine filled her cunt.

“Elizabeth?”

“Mmmhmm?”

“Not that I’m complaining, but what are you doing and why are the lights turned off?”

I felt her move to the side, as if reaching for the lamp, and turned off the toy. She halted mid motion and sobbed in irritation. When the room stayed dark I turned the vibrator back on.

“I have a surprise for you, but you can’t turn on the light until I tell you to.”

I turned the base up another notch and slid the plastic shaft farther inside her. She cried out with enthusiasm before falling back onto the bed. “Okay.”

I moved the toy in and out of her slick channel, laughing at the ease with which she’d agreed to my request. “You’re quite agreeable, aren’t you?”

She was panting now. “Hmmm? Oh, yes!”

“If you like that, then you’re really going to enjoy this.”

I pushed the vibrator in all the way and turned the base to its highest setting. Kara screamed and bucked, reaching out in the dark and grabbing a hold of my shoulders before pulling me flat against her. In this position I could feel the rapid jerk of her hips against me, as well as the quick fire vibration of the toy inside her. I didn’t have long before she was going to explode.

I turned the toy back on low and sat up, grabbing Big Blue in the process. Kara was so focused on herself that she had no clue what I was up to, and by now I was completely soaked and horny too. It didn’t take much to ease the head of the toy inside me. When just a little more than the tip was securely inside, I pulled the vibrator completely out of Kara and spread her legs as wide as I could.

“What are you doing? Don’t be so cruel! Put it back! I’ll do anything!”

“Don’t worry; I’m not going to leave you like that. Just hold on a minute.”

I tossed the silver bullet to the side and felt for the other end of the dildo. I held it tight as I fumbled in the dark to find my target. I didn’t have to search long. The minute my hand touched her leg she moved her body around until I was fondling her snatch.

“Please, Elizabeth, I’m burning up.”

I paused before placing the monstrous toy against her opening.

“Do you trust me?”

“What?”

“I said, do you trust me?”

“Elizabeth, this isn’t funny anymore.”

“I’m not trying to be funny. I need to know if you trust me.”

“What’s this about?” Her voice sounded apprehensive. “What are you going to do? I’m gonna turn on the light.”

She moved again, and I knew that if she really wanted to turn on the light I couldn’t stop her; all I could do was ask her not to and hope she agreed.

“Wait, Kara please! Just give me a few minutes. If you don’t like what I’m doing I’ll stop and you can turn on the light.”

It took what seemed like forever for her to reach a decision but in the end, probably only a few minutes passed before she settled back down with the room still bathed in darkness. There’s nothing like fear to kill the mood, so I opted to work her back up to the brink again before trying to penetrate her. I had no idea where I had tossed the vibrator, so I used the next best thing I had—my mouth.

I descended on her in a frenzy, sucking her clit into my mouth while steadily working my end of the dildo in and out of my pussy. When she begged me to fuck her, I rose up and started to do just that. I knew what she was expecting, but that wasn’t what I was about to give her.

I had nearly half of Big Blue inside me when I began rubbing the other head of it over her already over sensitized sex. She groaned and tried to force it inside of her. She lunged upward and stopped suddenly when the head of the instrument popped inside her cunt.

“Oh my God, what is that?”

This time she didn’t stop as she reached over and turned on the lamp. I had to move quickly to hold the toy in place so it wouldn’t slip out, I didn’t want to lose what ground we’d gained. I had to close my eyes when she flipped on the light. When I opened them again, she was staring down between us in astonishment, frozen in shock.

“Holy shit. You are not fucking me with that!”

I moved forward just a fraction of an inch, and the toy slid inside her just a bit more. Her eyes widen as she realized she was actually able to accommodate the dildo.

When I rose up slightly, she finally took notice that that other end of the toy was inside me as well.

Her voice was deep and gravely. “Dear Lord. I thought you said you weren’t gay?”

I shrugged my shoulders and moved the toy out of me a bit, and a tad father into her before reversing the motion. She shivered and I had to focus in order to reply. “Who knows? Maybe my inner lesbian was just waiting for the chance to come out and play.” I worked the two back and forth a little faster, letting it sink further inside her every time I moved. “I guess you could definitely say I’ve switched sides.”

“Thank God for that.” She moved herself up into a sitting position and I mimicked the movement. She reached out and took hold of the middle of the dildo, resting her hand on top of mine. “Let’s ride this thing together.”

I could only nod because I couldn’t have formed a coherent reply even if I had wanted to.

Once we found our rhythm, it didn’t take us very long. We were both extremely aroused, and the sight of watching Kara work herself to a climax with the huge toy had me cumming almost immediately.

“Now, Kara, I can’t wait any longer!”

“Wait, wait…I…I…I’m…Ohhhhhh!!!”

With her first shout of ecstasy I plunged the dildo back inside myself hard while pushing my pelvis towards Kara. We held each other tight as we worked ourselves down from the last and most spectacular orgasm of the night. When we collapsed together, we had barely enough energy to throw the toy out of the bed and pull up the covers. The sun was rising as we fell asleep.

I woke several hours later to Kara propped up on her elbow staring down at me.

She looked extremely happy, and I felt proud that I was the one that had made her feel like that; I was pretty ecstatic myself. I was feeling a bit shy after my wild exhibition, but

I’d been given a gift in the form of my new girlfriend, and I wasn’t about to question what

I’d done to deserve her.

She stroked my hair away from my face, lingering with her hand on my cheek.

“Good morning.”

I smiled shyly. “Morning. What time is it?”

She chuckled. “A little after noon.”

I sat up and every muscle in my body protested. She started rubbing my shoulders. “Are you sore?”

“Yeah, you gave me a hell of a workout.

She laughed hilariously. “I gave you a workout? Baby, you outdid me last night with that last stunt. I may never walk again.”

Now I was the one worried. “You didn’t enjoy it?”

She shook her head playfully. “I never said that. You are an animal in bed. The men who didn’t hang on to you must have been retarded, but then, their loss is my gain. Do you want to go get something to eat? My treat.”

“You mean like a date?”

She nodded.

“So are we a couple now?”

“If you want us to be.”

“Yeah, I do.”

She grinned. “I was hoping you’d say that.” She stood and stretched, but winced as she did it. “We’ll have to take it easier next time though. My body isn’t used to that kind of exertion.”

I was thrilled to know she wanted a next time with me. “I think we can do slow and gentle, too.” I looked at us, both standing there disheveled and naked. “Maybe we ought to get a shower and get dressed before we go out; we might scare somebody.”

“I’d offer to shower with you, but then we’d never get anything to eat and I doubt you want anyone to find us making out in the group shower stalls.”

I realized she was offering to keep the whole relationship secret but I didn’t want that. I knew we could never truly be a couple if we had to hide from everyone all the time. “You don’t have to worry about us being seen together if that’s what you’re hinting at. I’m proud to be your lover, girlfriend, significant other, or whatever else people call it nowadays. Besides, my reputation isn’t exactly sparkly anyway.”

She picked up my clothes from where she’d folded them and placed them on her desk and handed them to me. “I’m glad you feel that way.” She watched me dress before grabbing me for a soft, smooth kiss. “You want to meet me downstairs in a couple of hours? We can have a late lunch, because we’ve definitely missed breakfast. I’d like to show you off to some of my friends. They’ll all be insanely jealous when I tell them you’re mine.”

I laughed and agreed, the playful tone of her voice breaking the morning after tension. “That sounds good.” I paused before continuing. “Thank you.”

“For what?”

I took her hand in mine and stroked it gently. I looked down at the floor, afraid to see her face in case she didn’t feel the same way. “For everything. For loving me the way I needed to be loved.”

She tilted my chin up with her free hand and gave me a quick chaste peck. “It was my pleasure.”

I was halfway out the door when she called softly. “Thank you, too.”

I nodded, knowing she was watching me because I hadn’t heard the sound of her door shutting. I turned around and blew her a kiss before ducking inside my room.