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That morning I woke and realized that Cecilia's fingers were massaging between my thighs, stroking through the soft cotton fabric of my panties.
We had shared my bed from time to time; since we were in our first year.

We were always snuggly, more than with my other friends.
I was used to wake up and find Cecilia’s arm over me, her warm body fitting into the curves of my buttocks. But she had never touched me like this.

I was surprised at first, but it felt so amazing that I did not resist. In seconds I felt my breathing was quickening. I could hear her soft breath in my ear. Then I knew she was really turned on. Her body curled around me slightly as she rubbed my mound so gently.

I let my leg fall back a bit, giving Cecilia more access and she answered by exploring me further down. I could tell she was now working out my labia, trying to reach my clit. Then I felt a warm oozy slipperiness between my panties and my skin as she rubbed slightly harder.

On the next step, Cecilia she slid her long fingers under the elastic and traced down through my trimmed pubes down to my throbbing clit.
Her two fingers pushed past it and into the tight puffiness of my lips, drawing warm lube out with them and pulling it back up over my swollen clit.
I moaned softly, thinking I was going to explode. I let out a louder gasp as my head pushed back into her.

She continued to stroke me gently, letting me enjoy the sensation. Her fingers massaged every part of my vagina in a way I had never felt before.
My sweet girlfriend began to make circles around my clit, slowly at first, then with increasing speed. I could feel an orgasm gathering inside my tummy.

Was this really happening? I could not believe it could be so hot…
Her bare boobs pressed hard into my back. I could feel her erect nipples against my skin, as my breathing came up and I began to moan softly.

Then Cecilia backed off, gliding her fingers down the outside of my labia, lower towards my butthole. I was so wet everywhere that they slid freely. For an instant I was disappointed.
Then she started again and I felt the orgasm building slowly once more. This time my breathing was more out of control, the rising and falling off my chest flowing with a quiet desperation to climax.

Her finger circling motion seemed to lift me above the level of orgasm and my hips moved with her. She was holding me there without coming.
All of a sudden, she backed away again, her fingers slipping down my lips, toying around the base of my opening and pushing a bit into my ass.
I whispered a quiet protest, as Cecilia wiggled them back and forth over my pussy, climbing once again back towards my clit. It was unbelievable.

I wanted her so badly. My mouth searched for hers and found it, her hot breath filling my throat as she began to masturbate me once more.
Her tongue danced between my lips as I openly moaned at her quickening strokes over my clit. I murmured on her ear I wanted her to make me cum.

She kissed my ear and neck as her fingers steadily ribbed the sopping wet skin between my thighs. The orgasm was building again in my belly…
The I bucked uncontrollably with her hand. I cried in tears and came hard.

I came with such a fury that my body seemed to burn with it. I could feel how pleased she was at my display; but I did not care…
She had stolen from me the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced. Cecilia kept rubbing me again; sending me at such a level I finally had to break off by rotating my hips back and away.

Then I collapsed, my body racked from the pleasure.
Cecilia insisted and she continued to touch me all over, feeling my tummy, my hardened nipples, my shoulders, my thighs. She was clearly enjoying my body as I came again onto her soft fingers…

After taking a minute to catch my breath, I looked at my nice girlfriend.
I just stared directly at her beautiful green eyes and I kissed her red lips.
Her lips pressed against mine again. I had never thought about kissing my sweet and sexy best friend.

Suddenly it seemed like the only thing in the world I would do from now on….

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