Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 This is one of my first stories.  (F/F, sleeping,)

   I couldn't help myself....  by AprilFirez ( Aprilfirez@yahoo.com )

   I couldn't help myself, I don't know what came over me.  A few days ago
my friend Lindsey called me up asking if I could help her out in a couple
of days.  She had an appointment to have some dental work done, serious
enough that they were going to drug her and put her under while they were
working on her.  They had told her to have someone there to drive her home
and to stay with her for the day just incase she had a bad reaction to the
drugs or sleeping gas.  Lindsey and I had been friends since high school,
we were both in gymnastics together.  I don't know what all they were doing
but it took four hours for them to finely finish.  Lindsey was so out of
it, one of the guys at the orthodontist office helped me get her to the car
and in her seatbelt and then told me to keep an eye on her and also told me
she would probably be out of it and sleeping until the next morning.  They
hadn't planned it taking so long and having her under for that long.  Once
I got her home I was suppose to make sure she staid in bed and to check on
her to make sure she didn't get a fever or sick.  I wasn't sure what I was
going to do once we got back to her place.  Lindsey is five foot nine
inches tall and very curvy.  I mean she's not fat or anything, in fact she
sort of looks like Cindy Crawford but with blond hair, and I'm petite, just
five foot two inches and 105 pounds when wet.  It was not going to be easy
to get her from the car up a flight of stairs to her second floor apartment
all by myself.  In any case when we got to her apartment Lindsey was still
really out of it, but putting her arm over my shoulder and practically
having to crawl with her to get up the stairs, I would have been so
embarrassed if anyone had seen us, we managed to get inside with out any
help.  Once inside her apartment she told me she really needed to go pee,
and with her barely being able to stand I had to help her with that to. 
Getting her into that bathroom wasn't that bad, but holding her up and
trying to get her pants and panties down was not an easy job and she sort
of let loose before we got them down far enough.  She was really not doing
well at all, I felt so bad for her, and at the same time glad it wasn't me
feeling the way she did.  You could see she was just so dizzy and really in
another world, not feeling good at all.  When she finished going potty we
managed to get her cleaned up and because she had wet her bottoms a little
I just had her leave them on the floor in the bathroom.  Again it was a
chore to get her into bed and undressed.  Her apartment had no air
conditioning and it being such a hot summer day and so hard to get her out
of her cloths in the first place, I decided not to even try to get her
pajamas on, that she would probably sleep better and be more comfortable
sleeping naked.  She was out cold in no time.  I found a fan and brought it
to her bed room and had it blowing on her lightly, it was really a very
warm day.  I cleared off the love seat she had in her room and sat down
with a book she had next to her bed so I could keep an eye on her.  I had
never heard of Anne Rice before, the author of the book Lindsey had next to
her bed and "oh my god" was it steamy, and yes it was having an effect on
me.  Like I said earlier it was a really warm day and when I looked up at
Lindsey I could see she was sweating.  The fan I had turned on wasn't
really doing anything other then moving the hot humid air that was already
there.  Despite Lindsey being a sleep she still did not look all that
comfortable and I must admit with as warm as it was I wasn't all that
comfortable either.  I went to the other room and got a cool bowl of water
and a washcloth and brought it back to Lindsey's bedroom.  I got the
washcloth wet and put in on her forehead to help cool her down.  Then
realizing it probably wouldn't do much good on just her head I turned the
fan right at her and then took the cloth and went over her whole body with
it.  As I looked at her and ran that cool damp cloth over her body I
couldn't help but think about some of the things I had just read in that
Anne Rice book.  Like I said it did have an effect.  I was really starting
to get turned on.  I started to feel a little guilty with the things that
started to run through my head but I couldn't help myself.  I know Lindsey
is very much straight and she knew I was bisexual but despite my flirting
in the past she has made it clear to me she wasn't into girls at all, and
until that day I respected that in her.  But as I ran that washcloth over
her breast and saw the effect of the cool water and the blowing air from
the fan, making her nipples get so hard.  Even though she was still
sleeping I could tell it was at least working as far as cooling her down
and making her more comfortable.  So I just kept running the cloth over her
body.  Despite being turned on and feeling a little guilty for what was
going through my head I still tried to respect her and just went about
rubbing the damp cloth over her body to keep her cool.  To be honest, I was
enjoying looking at her and feeling her body as I ran that cloth over her.
As I ran the cloth down her leg and back up, (as far as I could tell she
was still sleeping) she moved her leg, spreading them wide.  I don't know
if she had been dreaming or if it was because of what I was doing to her
with the cloth, but I swear it was having a sexual effect on her.  With her
spreading her legs apart and being down by her legs I had a very good view
of her pussy.  If she was dreaming I think she must have been having an
erotic dream because I could clearly see her pussy lips were swollen, her
clit was pushing out a little and a little bit of a shinny sheen leaking
from between her lips.  She wasn't shaved but was trimmed and her pussy
hair was almost invisible, so light in color, soft and fine looking.  I
knew she was a real blond but I believe her pussy was just added proof of
that.  Up until that point I was really trying to respect her, but again I
couldn't help myself.  I ran that cool damp cloth over her pussy and cupped
it with my hand pressing tightly.  I was startled when she moaned and moved
suddenly, but she still didn't seem to wake up, but when she moved she bent
her knees up and spread her legs even wider apart.  My heart was beating so
hard right then I think from the combination of being scared of getting
caught and because of how turned on and excited I had gotten seeing her
respond to my touch.  I was so turned on, my own nipples were so hard they
were aching and my pussy was feeling real warm.  My mind ran wild, thinking
about what I wanted to do and the risk involved if she were to wake up.  I
don't know if it would have been believable but at the time I came up in my
horny delusional mind with some what of an excuse if she did wake up, so
with that in mind I decided to go for it.  I let go of her pussy and cloth
and immediately got naked myself.  My hand went straight to my own pussy
trying to relieve some of the tension I was feeling.  I brought my self
close to an orgasm but I knew I wanted to explore and play more with
Lindsey.  Sort of testing to make sure she was still sleeping and also to
see if she would wake up I sat down on the bed beside her, putting my hands
on her large breast I squeezed hard.  She didn't move so I went father in
testing and grabbed each nipple and pinched them both real hard.  She
opened her mouth and took in a long deep breath, but she didn't open her
eyes and didn't seem to wake up.  With as hard as I pinched her nipples I
was sure I could play with out waking her.  My hands were all over her then
softly exploring her body, her skin was so soft and perfect, other then a
small birthmark on her right thigh her skin was flawless and velvety
smooth. I very slowly pulled the damp washcloth off her pussy, slowly
dragging it across her pussy.  She responded by leaning her legs wider
apart.  I moved down between her legs, leaning down kissing her stomach
between her belly button and above her pussy.  I laid down resting on my
elbows, the warm skin of her inner thighs touching my shoulders and arms. I
reached up grabbing either side of her pussy and spreading it.  My favorite
color is pink and Lindsey's pussy spread open was such a delicate light
shade of pink it looked so much like a flower.  I figured she must use a
body spray because she also smelt so sweet and fresh.  Again it was obvious
that my touch was having an effect on her because her wetness was very much
visible.  I moved in closer, putting my lips to her pussy, pushing my
tongue out over her clit, tasting her for the first time.  I lost track of
time as I continued, softly sucking her clit between my lips lightly
brushing my tongue back and forth over her clit.  I was surprised when I
felt Lindsey's hands touch my head and push my face harder to her pussy. 
At first I was afraid she would be mad at me but her moans relieved my
fears as I continued.  With energized excitement I sucked harder then
pushed my tongue out as far as I could, into her pussy, moving it around as
I did.  I heard Lindsey take a deep breath and her legs squeezed together
against me, then felt her body spasm as her first orgasm washed over her. I
didn't stop but instead opened my mouth wide over her pussy licking the
length, from bottom to top and back again.  She had gotten so wet both from
her own juices and my mouth.  After a bit I felt her spasms subside, her
body relax, and I could hear her breathing hard.  That's when I pushed two
fingers deep inside her pussy and as I pushed them in she angled her hips
up excepting my fingers inside her.  I started out slow, but as time went
on I sucked her clit in hard wrapping my lips around it tightly, flicking
my tongue as fast as I could across the tip as my fingers moved in and out
of her faster and faster lifting them up to rub the very top inside and
squeezing her pussy between my fingers and my face, putting as much presser
as I could with my fingers over her g-spot and still being able to move
them in and out.  Lindsey started to almost scream and was bucking her hips
up and down as I continued, not relenting one bit, but just pushing harder
and holding on as best as I could.  Lindsey took a deep breath and let out
a soft scream as her body went into spasms again with another orgasm.  Her
juices flowed so much this time that when her body relaxed again and she
lowered her butt back down on the bed I noticed the bed had a large warm
wet spot on it.  I went to start in again licking her warm wetness, but she
pushed me away.  Breathing hard she softly spoke my name "April...  please
I don't think I can handle much more like that right now.." and she grabbed
my hand pulling me up next to her.  I was about to tell her I was sorry but
I just couldn't help myself intending to tell her that the combination of
the book she had and her laying there naked just took over, but she
interrupted me as I stated to explain.  She told me that if she had known
that being with another girl could be that wonderful...  Then she kissed me
hugging me tightly to her warm soft smooth skin.  We cuddled a little then
drifted off to sleep holding each other, feeling each others warm bodies
pressed together as we drifted off to sleep.