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    I couldn't help but watch her. She was like a bright, vivid rainbow that I couldn't look away from. I knew I shouldn't. I knew that it wasn't "right" for me to feel that way about her. But I'd never really felt that way about anybody before. It felt good. It hurt.
    She noticed me a few times, gave me that demure smile, like she knew that I had been thinking about kissing that soft pale skin right below her earlobe. She even blushed, once. I spent the whole next week imagining that blush bloom across her bare chest.
    I didn't even know her name. That's how scared I was to be around her. Scared that I would just reach out and touch her and not be able to stop myself. But apparently she knew mine.
    I had been falling in love with her from afar for about 5 months. She was all I could think about anymore and I was honestly thinking about dropping out of college just to get away from her. But I wanted to see her.
    I was walking down the hallway towards my dorm room, when I heard someone behind me call my name.
    "Junie! Juniper!" I turned, confused because I didn't even have any friends, and there she was. I froze and balked at her. My name had touched her tongue. She caught up to where I was and smiled that smile at me. "Are you okay?"
     "Oh! Um.. Yeah. I'm okay." I wanted to slap myself. Her smile grew.
    "Well, listen, I know we've never hung out before or even talked, but I'm having a party tonight for everyone on this floor, and I wanted to invite you." The words slid out of her mouth effortlessly, but I could see something behind her eyes. It almost looked like panic, but I brushed it off.
    "You're inviting me?" I asked stupidly. She nodded.
    "I've never seen you at any parties or even just get-togethers. You should socialize more! Please tell me you'll come!" She was just so damn sweet. I couldn't help but wonder if she tasted as sweet.
    "Um.. Sure. Yeah, I'll be there." My stomach dropped further with each word. I was terrified. Did she really know? Or was she just being friendly?
    Then she hugged me. I was so startled I didn't even hug her back, but she wrapped me up tight anyways, her breasts pressed up against mine. She smelled like sandlewood and I repressed the urge to breathe her in. And then she was gone.
    I stood there for a few minutes, flummoxed. I ran into my room, digging through my closet to decide what to wear. After realizing that absolutely nothing in my closet made the cut, I decided on just some hip hugging jeans and a dark blue peasant blouse.
    I showered, washing,rewashing, and shaving. I put on lotion, perfume, brushed my hair and knew it was best to just let it be wild rather than try to tame it. I sat on my bathroom counter in the only matching bra and panties I owned while I did my makeup. The monotony and rituality of it helped calm my nerves a little, but as time got closer I thought I wasn't even going to be able to breathe.
   I heard music start, and could hear people talking down the hall, and knew the party had started. I went to my door and just stood there, wondering if I should really do this. I don't even know how long I stood there, but I know that the party was in full swing by the time I opened my door. It was at the opposite end of the hall, the party spilling out, and I could already feel the bass pulsing. I walked slowly down the hall, each step taking an eternity. Then I felt someone's arm loop through mine.
    "You came!" I looked over to see her big, glowing smile. She was wearing a knee length, flowy blood-red dress. She had curled her hair and it shined against her dress. I couldn't help but smile back at her. She didn't even have any makeup on and she was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.
    I realized I had sped up while walking with her, and we reached her dorm quickly. My heart dropped, knowing that she'd let go of me and I'd lose her to the party. But she held on. She led me to the counter where all the drinks were. She poured two cups and handed one to me. I took a large gulp, hoping to calm my nerves. I decided I should probably say something.
    "What's your name?" I asked her, embarrassed that she had somehow figured out mine.
    "Hera." She answered, actually holding her hand out to shake. I don't know what came over me. I took her hand and brought it softly up to my lips, brushing them across her knuckles.
    "Like the goddess. Nice to finally meet you, Hera." And it happened. She blushed, and I watched it travel from her cheeks and down her neck, then across her pale chest. I looked back up at her eyes and her cheeks got even redder, and I realized she had been watching me watch her blush. I tried unsuccesfully to stammer out an apology and started to walk away. She grabbed my hand and stopped me.
    "It's okay! You don't have to go. I don't judge." She smiled again, and of course I smiled back. It was infectious. "Come dance with me!"
    I shook my head no, but she started to pull me anyways. I took another large gulp of my drink and set it on the counter as she pulled me into the throng of dancing people. She put her hands on my waist but stayed apart from me, her body moving with the music. I just stood there, stupidly. She laughed and grabbed my hands, placing them on her waist, then returning hers to mine. I moved with her a little, and her hands began guiding my hips side to side with the beat.
    At some point I gave in, and lost myself to the music. We danced for what seemed like an eternity, and with each movement our bodies came closer and closer together until they were sliding against each other in rhythym. I felt one of her hands slide underneath the back of my shirt, and then her soft long fingers were trailing up my spine, sending shivers down to my toes.
    I gasped, and she smiled and brought me in even closer so that her face was against my neck. I felt her soft lips just barely brush against my skin and I let out a small, involuntary moan.
    The next thing I knew, she was leading me again. I followed her back into the hallway and she led me to my room and looked at me, and she smiled. And this time her smile was filled with even more secrets, and it lit her eyes up with desire. I opened my door and she immediately led me in, shut and locked the door, and then led me to my bed.
    We stood next to my bed. I was suddenly terrified and unsure. But she took my hand, and brought it up to her lips for a soft kiss, smiling at me as she did so. I let out a shaky breath and she took my waist again. Her other hand came up to my face and stroked along my jawline. I gasped and she leaned in, pressing her soft lips against mine. Her lips were sweeter than anything I had ever tasted, and I kissed her back, eager to drink her taste in. Her tongue flicked across my lips and I parted them, moaning low as she rubbed her tongue against mine.
    As we kissed she moved her hands and began unbuttoning my jeans. Then she pulled away from the kiss, her body lowering as she pulled my pants down my legs. I stepped out of them and she smiled up at me as she leaned in and kissed my thigh. She came back up, kissing me quickly and then sitting me down on the edge of the bed.
    I pulled my shirt and bra over my head and threw them to the ground as she took a step back from me. She smiled that new smile at me as she slid the straps of her dress down her arms and then slowly down her body.
    She wasn't even wearing a bra, only a thin black thong. I stared, unashamed anymore. Her body was perfect. She had small, perky breasts, a perfect handful with small pink little rosebud nipples. Her stomach was flat but she had just enough curve to her hips. Her pale skin blushed over her entire body as I stared.
    She came back towards me, her hands cupping my face as she straddled me. I looked up at her in awe. Our bare breasts pressed together and I moaned, suddenly very aware of how wet my panties were. One of her hands slid down my spine. I shivered against her and my back arched slightly, pressing our breasts more firmly together. She kissed me again as she started slowly gyrating her hips. I placed my hands on her hips, my finger tips digging into her soft skin as I guided her.
    She moaned, and it became too much for me. I buried my face in her neck as the waves of my orgasm rushed over me. My body shook against hers and she held me, her hips moving frantically against me. Finally the waves subsided, and we continued holding each other tightly as my breath slowed.
    She finally pulled away, gently pushing me so that I was laying on my back. She climbed off of me, standing at the edge of the bed. She leaned over me and I lifted my hips so she could pull my panties down. She scooted me down a little so that my ass was right on the edge of the bed, then she got on her knees.
    She smiled at me as she spread my legs, then she looked down to admire me. I felt my skin grow hot as she stared. She bit her lip and I closed my eyes, unable to take her gaze.
    Then I felt those soft lips against the inside of my thigh, and my back arched slightly as I gasped. Her lips traveled up my thigh, kissing and licking their way to right above my clit. By this point I was panting and whimpering, desperate to feel her tongue touch me.
    Finally I felt her tongue flick my clit ever so slightly, and I squeaked, my hands balling up the blankets on the bed. She flicked it a little bit harder and I arched, lifting my hips to give her better access. Her fleshy tongue pressed against my clit and wriggled, causing me to whimper and squirm against her mouth. She slid her hands underneath me and gripped my ass, pulling me against her as she sucked my clit into her mouth and vibrated her jaw.
    I screamed for her as I orgasmed again, my body shaking and my thighs clenching around her head. She moaned against my clit and the waves hit me even harder. My back arched as far as it would go, and still she held on to me, her beautiful face getting covered in my juices.
    Finally my breath slowed, and my back laid flat against the bed again. I looked down at her as she pulled away from me, her chin gleaming. I reached down and cupped her cheek, bringing her up to me. Our bodies pressed together as we kissed passionately. I could taste myself and moaned against her lips.
    Her hips pressed into me and I raised mine for her. She let out a small sweet moan and I couldn't take it any longer. I rolled us over, pulling her quickly to the edge of the bed and ripping her thin thong off of her, eliciting a pleasured gasp from her.
    I spread her legs apart and instantly moaned at the sight of her. She looked like she had almost never been touched. She was clean shaven and the pretty pink petals of her lips just barely parted to show her opening. I rubbed my hands up and down her thighs, admiring her for as long as I could stand.
   I leaned into her, allowing my breath to tickle over her clit. She squirmed, a whimper just escaping her lips. Finally I couldn't stand it any longer, and I buried my face between her legs. She let out a long low moan, her hips immediately raising up for me. I made happy little moans against her softness. Her wetness tasted even sweeter than her kiss, and I couldn't get enough of her.
    I ran my tongue in circles on her clit and her legs began shaking. I gripped her by the thighs as I licked down between her wet lips and slid my tongue inside her. She screamed for me and her legs shook harder. I felt a rush of juices flow into my mouth as she began spasming around my tongue. I tongue-fucked her even harder, enjoying the way her body shook and squirmed for me.
    She sighed my name as her body relaxed and I brought myself back up to her. She pulled my face to hers for a kiss, then gently licked all of her juices off of my chin. She smiled as she sat up.
    "Hmm.. Let me guess.." She said as she looked around. She reached over and opened the bottom drawer of my bedside table. Her smile grew ear to ear as she pulled my toy out of the drawer. "Bigger than I expected." She winked at me.
    My face grew hot as I blushed. She spread my legs a little and positioned herself between them. She rubbed the toy between my soaked lips, biting her lip. Then she oh so slowly pushed it against my opening. I moaned as it stretched me.  
As soon as the head of it was inside me, she repositioned herself, holding the toy against her as if it was her own cock. She smiled that gorgeous fucking smile at me again as she pushed further inside me, the large toy stretching me wide.
    My back arched and my arms flailed out, reaching for anything to grip on to. She took her free hand and grabbed my wrists, holding them together above my head as she started gyrating her hips. My moans grew louder and more insistent. With each cry from my lips she fucked me a little harder.
    I wrapped my legs around her hips, pulling her further into me. She leaned down and sucked my nipple into her mouth. Her hips bucked against me wildly, fucking me into pure bliss.
    I screamed her name, my pussy gripping the toy as I orgasmed yet again. She buried her face in my cleavage as the waves rode over me, moaning against the skin of my breasts.
    We laid there for what seemed like an eternity, her head rising and falling quickly with my chest. She had finally released my wrists and I reached down, stroking her hair until the two of us fell asleep.

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