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Cindy looked across the cramped, bedraggled motel room to the other bed where her college roommate Diane was lying. In her sheer pink babydoll-style nightie she looked like a little girl. In reality though, she was a well-developed 21 year old woman - although with her playful, energetic personality it was hard to tell at times!

Cindy and Diane were on their way back to college after Spring Break and had stopped for the night in the only motel they could find rooms in. It wasn't much to look at, it was kind of run-down and didn't look like the owners cared a lot. But it had beds and since they were only going to be there one night, it would do.

"God, my body hurts!" Diane groaned as she rolled over. Sitting up on the edge of the bed, she leaned over and held her head in her hands. "I feel like 10 miles of bad road and my head is killing me!" She stood and tried to stretch thinking that might help her body aches but quickly found out the opposite was true.

Cindy laughed and looked at her friend in amusement. "I don't doubt it. You weren't exactly subtle and restrained these past few days, dear! So tell me, was it the overindulgence in spirits, the endless stream of guys you made out with, or the wild dancing and party antics that have gotten to you finally?"

"Party antics? What party antics?" Diane asked, almost afraid of the answer.

"Well let's see, there was the wet-t shirt contest and the topless go-go dance contest for starters," Cindy said, grinning broadly.

Diane choked back a fit of giggles. "Ohmygod, Seriously? Did I do that?"

Nodding with exaggerated slowness, Cindy watched Diane's mouth break open in a grin as her face slowly heated with amused embarrassment. With a wry voice, Cindy said, "Remind me to never let you near a bottle of Tequila again."

Diane groaned, "Well, at any rate, I need a handful of aspirin and a good massage."

Cindy glanced up from her laptop, "I'll give you a back rub. I think the motel masseuse has the night off!" she chuckled, "Just let me get the lotion."

She went into the bathroom and grabbed a bottle of body lotion. As she grabbed the bottle of lotion, she bit her lower lip a little at the thought of touching Diane's bare skin, and her mind raced with scenario after scenario. She had been attracted to this woman since they first met and although she had never been with another woman, she longed to be with Diane.

They had met two years ago when they were both brand new freshmen. During their registration and admissions process, the two had been assigned to share a dorm room on campus. While the two came from different backgrounds, they seemed to hit it off right away.

Their initial converstions were innocent enough - they talked about where they came from, their backgrounds and families, some of their interests and what they wanted to do after college. But as the days progressed into weeks and then months, their talks took a more intimate turn.

Cindy fondly thought back to one particularly 'enlightening' conversation regarding Diane's experience with another girlfriend. You see, while she had never been with another woman, Diane had been and more than once. As she regaled Cindy with her stories and experiences with her past girlfriend, Cindy had been captivated.

Diane had an intoxicating sexuality that was only enhanced by her playfulness and sense of adventure. However, as curious as she was about the prospect, Cindy didn't know how best to approach Diane on the idea. Still, Cindy had fantasized more than once about taking their friendship to that level and exploring this new frontier with her free-spirited roommate.

As Cindy came back into the room carrying the bottle of lotion, Diane had taken off the pink babydoll and was lying face down on the bed closest to the big window that took up the better part of one wall. The setting sun's light streaming into the room cast a golden glow on her body.

Cindy's eyes were riveted on Diane's smooth tanned skin and she swallowed audibly, a tremble passing down her limbs. Sitting down on the side of the bed, she poured some of the lotion into her hand and rubbed it on Diane's back, going up her spine and back down her back. Diane relaxed beneath Cindy's touch and her head lowered, cascading her long dishwater-blonde hair forward and exposing a slim neck Cindy was aching to kiss.

Being this close to Diane's naked body was electrifying, and it sent shivers down Cindy's core that made her pulse race and her heart beat so loud she was certain Diane could hear it. Slowly bringing her hands up the full of Diane's back and using her thumbs to massage along her spine, she admired the softness of her skin. Gently kneading her shoulders to work her tired aching muscles, she took a deep breath and fought to calm the butterflies in her stomach. Her mouth felt dry and she licked her lips. If ever there was going to be a chance to have something happen with this woman, that chance was now. She just needed to work up the courage to take it.

Cindy had seen Diane naked many times, but this was the first time she had touched her bare skin. She knew about the tattoo on the small of Diane's back - a "tramp stamp" she called it, and she used her fingers brush lightly over the top of it. It was a pink heart with pink and black interweaving ribbons coming from it to the sides. Cindy let her eyes roam over Diane's body and noticed a new bruise at her shoulder. Touching it gently, she asked with sympathy, "Is this from when you fell the other day? Does it still hurt?" Diane nodded, and huskily whispered, "A little."

Cindy gently used the backs of her fingertips to gently brush over the bruise. Then, bending down slowly, she placed a light, feathery kiss over it. She felt and heard Diane take a quick breath, and Cindy held her own breath waiting to see what kind of response would come from that action. When no words followed, Cindy found her courage and let the words come out.

"Diane... what's it like... to be with another woman?" she asked hesitantly.

Diane rolled over at the sincerity of Cindy's question. "What do you mean?"

Immediately, Cindy felt her muscles tighten and tense and she drew a deep breath, not sure if she should continue the question or just try to brush it off and forget it. Sensing that Cindy was still working up the courage to answer, Diane gently touched her arm to reassure her.

Cindy, honey, what are you talking about?" Diane asked, gently, lightly touching her. Soothing her. She heard Cindy take a deep breath, swallow, and then clear her throat.

"Well, you know I've never been with another woman, but... well, I have thought a lot about..." Cindy hesitated and her voice dropped to a quiet whisper as she finished, "trying it with you. But I'm not sure I could do it. I mean, having something done to me by another woman is one thing, but giving back? I'm just... not to sure." The words had started out slow and halting, but Diane was still listening carefully and showed no signs of fear or rejection. This was promising, and Cindy's uneasiness slowly faded.

Diane sat up and took Cindy's hand. She brushed a lock of her short brown hair from in front of her eyes and put her hand on the side of her face.

She felt Cindy tense up again and tried to reassure her. "Cindy sweetheart, I have wanted you as well. And I know you have never done this before, but hon, nothing is going to happen that you don't want to happen. We can stop at any time, all you have to do is just say the words." Pausing to assess the effect of her promise, she continued quietly. "I don't expect you to return anything if you don't want to. I just want to experience your body. To feel you- and to watch you cum."

"O-ok, Cindy said with a deep sigh and a nod. It was all the encouragement that Diane needed.

Cindy started trembling with nervous excitement. She was about to carry out a fantasy that she had thought about for so long. Swallowing, she tried to control her breathing as Diane laid Cindy gently on the bed, watching Diane as she did. God, she was beautiful! Her breasts were shaped to fit a person's hands, and she had nipples made for being sucked on, and Cindy was trying desperately to control her escalating passion.

Looking into Diane's wide green eyes and the flames that were flickering there nearly drove her over the edge. Leaning down, Diane pressed a kiss to Cindy's forehead, moving to kiss the tip of her nose, before finally coming to rest on soft lips. She felt the quick intake of air as Cindy breathed, and then slowly released it, opening her mouth just slightly to let Diane kiss her.

The kiss was soft and sensual, and Diane gently nibbled and sucked on those soft lips tasting the sweetness of Cindy's mouth. Slowly deepening the kiss, Diane took her hands and ran her fingers through her girlfriend's short brown hair as her tongue explored what was being offered, before slowly receding. As Cindy looked up and into Diane's eyes with a mixture of desire and apprehension, Diane told her to just lie back, relax, and enjoy what was happening. She watched as Cindy relaxed her body, closed her eyes, and let out a sigh.

Diane's soft hands moved smoothly down the center of Cindy's chest to her stomach, expanding her fingertips to encircle her waist. She watched as Cindy sucked in a quick breath and her stomach depressed. Leaning down to kiss just below her rib cage, Diane then took her hands and cupped them around Cindy's breasts, her thumbs rubbing against the nipples to bring them to stiff peaks.

Cindy could feel her heart start beating faster, and felt her clit start to tingle. As she felt Diane's hot mouth cover her stiff and throbbing nipple, she moaned loudly and she began to get dizzy with anticipation.

Not wanting to rush the moment, Diane very slowly leaned down to kiss Cindy's neck. Nibbling down the center of her chest to the valley in between, Diane could hear the rapid beat of Cindy's heart combined with her own and she closed her eyes to savor the sound.

Raising up slightly, she took one beautiful breast into her mouth and began to suckle. Cindy let out a loud moan and shifted her legs, and Diane thought she was going to explode from the excitement. Blowing softly against the nipples and using her tongue to flick across the hard peaks, she watched as Cindy started squirming and rubbing her thighs together. Cindy's hands fisted at her sides, her back arching to meet Diane's eager mouth.

Cindy could feel her clit expanding and tingling, and she reached one hand down in an attempt to rub away some of the ache. Wishing she could relieve some of the tension there, before moving on, but knowing that she couldn't she instead closed her eyes and concentrated on what Diane was doing to her.

Moving down to the flat plane of Cindy's quivering stomach, Diane used her tongue to have sex with Cindy's belly button. Smiling as Cindy gasped in shock and then moaned quietly, Diane used her hands to caress the tops of Cindy's thighs. Moving slowly and teasingly up Cindy's legs, she reached up inside of the fabric of her lacy panties to stroke the flesh hidden there and feel the heat radiating from Cindy's center.

Diane could smell the musky scent of Cindy's dripping sex and was dying to get closer, to taste her and feel her. She was dizzy with excitement and burning with anticipation. Sitting up, she reached for the Cindy's tiny panties, the only thing she still wore. Ever so slowly, she eased the garment down, her eyes riveted as Cindy's treasure was slowly revealed, Diane finished gliding the panties down Cindy's smooth, tannd legs and dropped them to the floor.

Lifting one of Cindy's feet up onto the bed, Diane parted her girlfriend's legs. Looking down, she gently traced a finger around Cindy's damp pussy lips and up her leaking slit to the place where Cindy's clit lay throbbing in wait. She could smell the sweet perfume of Cindy's smoldering pussy, and the desire that had been building within her. Cindy was wet, and it showed, and the knowledge that she was as excited as Cindy spurred Diane on.

Rubbing her fingers lightly across Cindy's pussy lips once more, Diane moaned softly. Diane opened her mouth and let her teeth graze Cindy's cunt as she inhaled her sexual aroma. Hearing Cindy moan again and the words "Oh God", she knew it was safe to proceed to the final step.

Grabbing Cindy's hips, Diane pulled her closer. She saw the thick swollen pussy lips of her lover, which glistened with sweat and moisture. Diane's hands reached out to grab the folds of Cindy's pussy, and parted them, rubbing them between her fingers. She noticed Cindy's swollen clit, and knew that her orgasm was not long in coming. Diane took one long finger, and eased it up inside of Cindy's hole. As she did so, she felt the moisture flood out of Cindy's body. Leaning forward she removed her finger and, placing her mouth on Cindy, she used her tongue to find the center of that release.

Diane's tongue dove in and out of Cindy's body repeatedly, as Diane erased every thought except pleasuring her friend and giving her the greatest orgasm of her life. Cindy moaned and groaned her pleasure, and Diane used her hands to quiet her hips as they started to buck in response to the attention.

Diane's ears were filled with nothing but Cindy's moans and cries. Each moan and whimper from Cindy spurred Diane on as she continued to fuck Cindy's cunt with her tongue. As Dianes's hands went to stroke the outer rim of Cindy's ass, she felt Cindy arch off the bed as the orgasm hit her.

Diane took one finger and eased it up inside of Cindy and she felt Cindy arch off the bed as the orgasm hit her. She fingered Cindy's clutching pussy to stroke the orgasm to full throttle and closed her eyes, enjoying the wave as her friend rode it out and floated back to earth.

Still gasping and shaking from the force of her orgasm, Cindy laid on the bed trying to calm herself and come back to reality. She felt delicious... and sinfully erotic.

Diane heard Cindy moan as she gently pulled her finger from her pussy. The moan was filled with a need for release and Cindy smiled, still in a bit of a fog. Raising her head off the pillow to look at her friend, she quietly whispered, "Thank you" It was all she could do to resist the impulse to ask, "Was it good for you too?"

Diane smiled happy that she had made her friend so happy, "You were... you are... so incredibly sexy when you cum."

Cindy couldn't help it. The devilish side of her nature just would not shut up for even a few minutes. "Thanks. I bet you say that to all the girls."

Diane giggled. Slapping Cindy on her bare ass, she replied, "Yeah, you're right. There've been SO many that I've started rating you all on a sexy-when-you-cum scale. You're a ten by the way."

Cindy watched as Diane scooted off the end of the bed and walked around the bed toward her, swallowing convulsively as Diane leaned down to lightly place a kiss on her forehead before standing back up. Diane was turning to walk away but the brush of Cindy's fingers on her arm stopped her and she looked back.

"Wait, Diane ,I... I know what I said about...." Cindy nibbled on her lip and looked up at Diane, trying to gather her thoughts. "About... reciprocating..., but...." Propping herself up on one elbow, she took a breath and then pulled Diane down so that their lips were a fraction apart. Diane licked her lips and gently placed her mouth on Cindy's.

Swallowing Cindy's gasp, Diane gently nibbled and caressed Cindy's lips, her passions rising with each second that passed until finally her tongue could not stand the anticipation and advanced, urging Cindy's lips apart. She heard Cindy moan and felt her own heart pound against the inside of her chest.

Diane pushed herself up from the bed until she was kneeling and threaded her hands through Cindy's silky blonde hair. She pulled Cindy closer, until her bare breasts pressed against the soft fabric of Cindy's long Hello Kitty sleep-shirt and kissed her fully. Her tongue danced inside and the scent of her own body greeted her as she breathed. She could feel Cindy's nipples through the thin cloth and she broke the kiss to pull Cindy's shirt up and over her arms, revealing smooth, tan skin, and...

Diane laughed. "Ah-ha! Caught you! I guess when you borrowed my bra you weren't expecting me to be undressing you!"

Cindy looked down in puzzlement and then chucked. "Yeah, I forgot I had borrowed it. Sorry."

"Yeah..." Diane cleared her throat, attempting to remove the lump of nerves that had made its way upward. "Maybe it's time you gave it back to me. What do you think?"

Diane smiled as Cindy's cheeks turned a soft shade of pink. Slowly, Diane reached out one cautious hand. Her fingertips met with soft skin and felt the taught muscle that angled down from Cindy's shoulder to the sensual slope of breast. She moved to trace over the bony part of Cindy's sternum before drifting down to gently trace the lace along the top of the bra. Moving lower still, Diane cupped one of the soft, round orbs, letting Cindy's firm breast weigh heavy in her hand.

Cindy moved one arm around to unclasp the bra, but Diane's hand on her arm stopped her. "No. I- I want to. Please?" Diane tepped forward slightly and reached around behind Cindy. She attempted to unclasp the bra but fumbled, folding the elastic back in an attempt to slide the hooks out. "You know, I used to get annoyed when someone I was with couldn't get my bra off, but from this angle it really is hard to do." she said blushing a bit at her bumbling.

The bra suddenly loosened as the clasp gave way, and Diane let the bra hang there for a moment on Cindy's shoulders before her fingertips sought out the underwire of the bra and traced it back to the front. Brushing against the softness of Cindy's breasts, Diane watched Cindy's eyes close and her head roll back. She resisted the impulse to just rush in and satisfy her desire to take this wonderous creature before her. She had done this before, but Cindy was dear to her and this was her first experience. Diane wanted it to be special.

Diane and Cindy had grown close over the last couple years at school and had shared a lot of themselves with each other. Cindy had invited Diane to spend the holidays with her when Diane couldn't afford to go home. That meant a lot to her since it was the first time she had not been with her large family. And Diane had been there when Cindy had gotten the letter from her boyfriend saying he wanted to break up with her - that he had found someone else since she had been gone. With all that they had shared and all they had been through together, the two girls had formed a very strong bond and now that bond would become still stronger.

Cindy cleared her throat and softly spoke. "It's okay if you want to stop. I know that I probably caught you off-guard..."

Diane looked up and saw the hopefulness and concern in Cindy's eyes and answered with a twinkle. "Oh no you don't. You're not going to back out now, Missy. Now that I've finally got you where I want you."

Diane's fingers, which had been making light feathery movements under Cindy's bra, finally gained the courage to lift the fabric of the bra away, and her breath caught in her throat as Cindy's breasts bounced free, full and firm and beautiful in front of her. All she could think was that she was dying to touch them.

Cindy's nipples were hard, throbbing peaks and Diane gingerly reached out to place the flat of her palm against the top of one of them. Sliding her palm over the tip, she let her hand explore the hard nub before raising her other palm to the other nipple. Each quick breath Cindy took pushed them closer to her palms until finally, she let her fingers clasp the top of Cindy's breasts and gently caressed them.

Diane wondered briefly how each of the nipples would taste. Spreading her knees apart to better brace herself on the bed, she moved her hands until they were cupping each breast from beneath and bent her head until her mouth was only a whisper away from Cindy's breast.

Recognizing her intent, Cindy let out a low groan and a tremble shook through her body. Butterflies danced in her stomach but she pushed them away and focused instead on the trembling desire worming its way into her system. Diane felt Cindy's fingers dive into her hair, pulling a little as Cindy tried to steady herself. Above her, Diane heard the whispered, "Oh my God..." and smiled before closing in completely over Cindy's breast.

Diane ran the flat of her tongue over Cindy's nipple, marveling at how rough and hard it felt. The scents of Cindy's musk coming from her dripping pussy mixed with her perfume to tickle Diane's nose and she trembled as a sudden hunger surged through her, propelling her forward.

Like a babe late at feeding, she could not get enough and she filled her mouth with Cindy's breast, sucking hard and determinately. Fog suddenly engulfed her senses and it seemed as though she were floating from thousands of miles away as desire and adrenaline coursed through her veins. She felt as though she was full of nothing but the determination to give and get pleasure.

Diane moved to the other breast giving it the same voracious attention that the first had received. She gasped as a sudden sharp pain hit her mid-section and she realized that Cindy was hanging onto her in an effort to remain standing, her nails biting into the soft flesh at her side. Diane pulled away and once again sought to hungrily devour Cindy's mouth before pulling away.

"Why don't we trade places? Sit on the bed," Diane suggested.

Cindy moved and sat with a sigh on the bed as though it had taken all of her strength to remain standing, and Diane knelt in front of Cindy's legs, using her hands to urge Cindy's knees apart. Diane's stomach was vibrating with excitement, and thrilling anticipation.

Although her fantasies had sometimes included another woman, Diane was usually on the receiving end of the attention. Although she knew her own body and what would make it release, it was a different story when faced with trying to pull that reaction out of someone else.

But her mouth was watering with how much she wanted to try.

Cindy's skin was tanned from her love of the outdoors and it looked beautiful and smooth against Diane's fingertips. She massaged the skin between Cindy's thighs urging them further apart, moving closer and closer to Cindy's warmth with every stroke forward. Beneath her fingertips she felt the muscles flex and jump as Cindy tried to control her trembling.

Thighs opened, revealing plump lips swollen with desire and glistening with a silvery sheen of moisture. Diane used her thumbs to touch the outer edges, pressing them together. Cindy whimpered and jumped, her hips bucking forward into Diane's hands, begging for more. Diane gladly gave it, moving her thumbs in a circular motion, rubbing Cindy's pussy lips together, occasionally moving up to where her clit was sheltered, until Cindy was lying back completely on the bed writhing in unbridled need.

Diane was torn. On one hand, she knew Cindy needed release. She instinctively knew Cindy was probably so close that it would not take but a few masterful movements to have her exploding in front of her. On the other hand, she was finally here in a position where she could explore and learn and it would be okay. She didn't know if she'd be in a position again that allowed her such complete access to exploring Cindy. Smirking impishly, she made a decision. Five more minutes might drive them both insane with need, but it wouldn't kill them.

As though parting a flower bud, she slowly pulled Cindy's plump,fleshy pussy lips apart, revealing the hard nub of Cindy's clit. At the same time, liquid seeped out and dribbled down from Cindy's hole to the crack of her ass, soaking into the bed under her. Diane felt her own body respond in kind, a wet trail of wanting running down her thighs.

The picture looked incredibly erotic and sent a tremor through her nervous system. Heat started to spread through her limbs and make its way to her face as she prepared to move forward. Deciding to take baby steps, she softly kissed the inside of Cindy's thighs. Then, fueled by the scent of Cindy's arousal, she started nibbling her way up until her cheek met with soft skin, and she knew there was no going back.

Taking a deep breath and swallowing hard, Diane moved to plunge forward, her tongue hard and intent on its target. Nervous curiosity lingered in the back of her mind as taste buds met with warm moisture and moved inside Cindy's most intimate spot. Saliva dripped from her mouth as she uneasily anticipated a new and different taste, but she was surprised when the lightness of the liquid, only a sweet sensation of arousal.

Using the broad of her tongue, she drew it up and into the folds of Cindy's pussy, pushing and testing hidden crevices until finally she made her way up to the erect nub on top. Cindy jumped and her legs closed hard on Diane's head as Diane's tongue circled around her clit.

"Ohhh..." Cindy groaned as Diane's tongue teased her screaming clit.

Diane pushed Cindy's thighs open and moved her thumbs back into their massaging rhythm. Cindy's bucking was now making the bed bounce and her moans were loud enough that the people in the room next door would be talking about it for weeks to come.

Diane watched Cindy moving on the bed in frustration and arousal and made a decision. Leaving her highly aroused roomie and moving quickly, she searched for her carry-on bag, finding it hidden beneath a pile of their newly discarded clothes. Reaching in, she grasped for the familiar object, its smooth, jelly-like texture making her smile in anticipation. Old faithful was clean and ready to go and not once since she had purchased the device had she looked more forward to using it.

The ironic part was that she wasn't even going to be using it on herself.

Placing one knee on the bed, Diane leaned over and kissed Cindy fully, catching Cindy's surprised gasp in her mouth. Running one hand over the smooth skin of Cindy's thigh and up between the open juncture, she used one finger to tease Cindy's cunt as though to move in before retreating. Moving once again to kneel on the floor between Cindy's legs, she turned the vibrator on and ran the tip of it over Cindy's pussy.

Cindy damn near bounced off the bed as the tip of the vibrator rubbed against her clit, and Diane's own need was pushed aside as something deeper replaced it. She wanted to see Cindy cum. Wanted to watch the sweet ecstasy sweep across her face, her toes curling as the volcanic rush of pleasure and feeling raced through her body. She wanted to know how powerful it felt to know that she could make this beautiful woman explode.

Taking the vibrator, she moved it until the tip gently rested outside of Cindy's cunt, twirling it until millimeter-by-millimeter the tip was barely inside the opening. Then, she pushed it in until Cindy's body could not swallow anymore of it, before pulling it out once more. In and out. In and out. Over and over again until Cindy's moans had turned into sobs and pleas for release.

And still she plundered. In and out. In and out. Waiting. Watching. Her insides tight and trembling. Sobs of her own held at bay only so that she could memorize Cindy's face. Until finally, it was too much for even her to bear.

Keeping the vibrator at its steady pace of gentle plunder, Diane leaned up and once again placed her mouth on Cindy's clit, letting the pool of hot saliva flow down from her lips. Gently circling. Once. Twice. And then drawing it into her mouth to suckle.

Cindy gasped and her legs closed on Diane's shoulders, the force of her orgasm propelling her off the bed until she was suspended in air, Diane's mouth her only guide.

Cindy felt the mattress shift as Diane lay down on the bed. One last tremor of adrenaline shook through her and she took a deep breath, relaxing her body. Wow, she thought, what was supposed to be a late, and dull, afternoon of packing was turning out to be something bordering on spectacular. Things had gone much better than she could have dreamed and she wondered why she had been afraid.

A picture of Diane kneeling before her on the bed fondling her breasts snapped into her head and Cindy trembled at the memory. She was definitely feeling the beginning of an acute sexual high. She wanted to jump up and down! She wanted to shout from the rooftops! And... she wanted a vibrator. A grin broke out on her face at this last thought.

"What's got you looking like that?" Diane asked, amusement tingeing her voice. "Wait, let me guess, you're looking for a way to tell me how good I was, right? Come on, let's hear it."

Cindy grinned at the quip. "You were good, but no. I was actually thinking that I wanted to go and buy... one of those!"

"One of what? A vibrator? You don't own one?!"

"Well, I've never really seen the need. I mean, I do okay by myself, but after that... I... want one." Cindy groaned for emphasis, scooting herself up on the bed and rolling onto her side to face Diane. "Yeah, I definitely want one."

Diane chuckled and replied, "Well, we don't leave until tomorrow and it's still fairly early. Want to go and look for one? There are a few adult stores not too far away from here."

Cindy smiled. "Okay. Cool. Let's do it!" She paused for a moment. This was their last night before they got back to the school drudgery; they should do something fun. Looking at Diane, she asked, "Any plans for this evening? What do you want to do?"

In response to the question, Diane looked directly into Cindy's eyes and let a slow, lascivious smile appear on her face.

Cindy smiled in return and softly replied to the unspoken answer. "Ahh... okay. We could do that. Again." Then, without warning, she bounced off of the bed, "First dibs on the bathroom!" and ran the short distance across the room.

Diane heard the shower go on and a tremor raced through her body as her brain conjured up image after image of Cindy's naked and soapy body. Closing her eyes, she took a moment to collect herself. She was still incredibly turned on from the exploration of Cindy's body. She could feel the trail of moisture between her thighs, and new moisture gathering.

Not wanting to rid herself of the need for release just yet, she picked up the vibrator and carried it back to her bag, making a mental note to clean it the next time she had a few minutes to herself. Besides, she thought, her own new vibrator would be a very nice treat. If she got lucky, maybe she and Cindy could have fun together testing out their new purchases.

The thought made her heartbeat speed up. Never before had she pictured something like that happening, and now, now she held the image in her head as though it were a digital picture with crystal clear quality. Damn, she wanted to see it again for real.

Hearing the shower shut off, she grabbed her clothes and started to stand, but the bra she had removed from Cindy not so long ago caught her attention. Smiling wickedly, she picked it up with one finger and let the length of it dangle from her fingertip as she walked into the bathroom, the sing-song of her voice leading the way. "Hey Cindy, I have an idea...."

Reaching the bathroom, she walked in on a towel clad Cindy busy drying her hair. Cindy looked up at her. "Wear this... it will give me an excuse to take it off of you later." With that, she tossed the bra on the counter, grinned, and hopped into the shower.

The above story is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and events in it are products of the author’s imagination and are used as fantasy. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. All characters portrayed in this story are over sixteen (16) years of age.