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Getting Through To Paige
by Pointless (killallhippes@gmail.com)
***
Ally has been living with and lusting after Paige for
over a year without realizing her seemingly straight
roommate is more than curious about Ally as well until
an overheard phone changes everything for the better.
(FF, tribbing)
***
Living with Paige was pure hell for Ally. Every moment
she was around was like slow, agonizing torture which
Ally often likened to having dull screws driven deep
into her skull while having her heart ripped violently
and awkwardly from her chest by hateful vultures. Well,
maybe not that bad, but it definitely sucked in the
worst possible way.
It was not that Paige was a bad roommate or anything.
She was probably the best roommate Ally had ever had.
She was neat, clean and quiet. She knew instinctively,
almost the second she moved in, how not to get on
Ally's bad side. Hell, she even put the toilet paper
roll in the dispenser the exact right way (over the top
and pulled from the front) AND never once, no, not one
single time, in the entire six months they'd lived
together, missed her turn at doing the dishes. She'd
even done them when it was Ally's turn, without
complaint or even a single, passive aggressive look.
She was also, to put it bluntly, fun as hell. She was
funny, smart and quick. When they threw parties
(something they did rarely due to their personalities
and work/class schedules), Paige was generally the
center of attention, but not in a demanding, annoying
way. She just seemed to always light up the room
without even really trying.
And to top it all off she really was just about the
best friend Ally had had in a long, long time. If Ally
was having a bad day she could always count on Paige to
bring her back up with a joke, an uplifting, but never
cheesy speech, a perfectly rolled joint and simple
conversation, or by simply listening to Ally vent
regardless of how petty or silly her problem at that
particular moment may have been.
So, in short, Paige was the perfect roommate. Still,
living with her was absolute torture. On the surface it
made absolutely no sense. But to put it simply, Ally
was pretty sure she was in love with Paige.
And not just puppy love or a girl crush or even that
platonic kind of love that two close girlfriends can
share if they have the right personality, and is often
faked by the more shallow. No, it was real love, very
adult and very physically oriented. Ally wanted nothing
more than to ravage Paige's perfect little body and
make her scream out her name in pure orgasmic bliss all
night, every night until she simply couldn't take it
anymore, or until Ally's tongue and fingers fell off
from overuse.
This, of course, would not have been a problem at all
if Paige was gay or bisexual or even just a teeny bit
bi-curious, but sadly, all signs seemed to point
directly and unambiguously to none of the above. Paige
was just about the straightest girl Ally had ever
known.
Ally, however, was anything but. Not that she'd
necessarily call herself gay, but if she was bisexual
she definitely leaned more towards girls then boys. She
always had. Casually and seriously she'd always
preferred the ladies to the guys. the casual side of
her sexuality was much, much more girl oriented then
her more serious, long term side, but even that had
been changing. She was only twenty-one, but of the five
serious relationships she'd had in six or so years of
real sexual activity three had been with other women
while the remainder had, of course, been with men.
Well, boys really considering one had lasted only six
months during her junior year of high school and the
other another six months during her freshman year of
college.
Both ended on sour notes, but for different reasons.
The first had ended because the bastard decided that
since they were both going to be attending different
schools on opposite sides of the state and would most
likely be breaking up anyway, it would be okay to start
fucking other girls a little early at a party they were
both attending. She later got back at him by eating out
his kid sister at another party they both happened to
be attending right before she headed off to school. She
even made sure he knew all about it by doing it in the
backyard on a lawn chair while he got drunk on the
porch nearby.
He and his buddies on the porch actually cheered her on
before they noticed what was actually going on. Then it
was just his buddies cheering while he turned and puked
his guts out. It was beautiful, in a cruel sort of way.
She kind of hated using his little sister to get back
at him, but she really didn't seem to mind at the time
and, in fact, actually hooked up with her again the
next summer when Ally came back to town to avoid paying
rent for a few months. Still, it was a cold thing to do
and she knew it.
But that was then. She was over it.
The other relationship ended because he, insisted on
having a threesome after one of his stupid friends put
the idea into his head. Ally had accidentally admitted
while drunk to participating in one or two herself,
also while drunk. He begged for two weeks straight
until she finally caved and let it happen with an
intimate friend of hers named Carlie.
Every thing was going great until Carlie brought Ally
to a quick and glorious orgasm and then made out with
her for five solid minutes. He freaked out. It might
have made sense if he hadn't rolled over to take a
break to recover after blowing two quick loads into
Carlie while ignoring Ally herself. But even at
eighteen Ally knew enough not to count on logic when
dealing with a bruised male ego.
That ended the threesome right then and there, but the
relationship lurched on awkwardly for another two weeks
of accusations of lesbianism and other colorful
insults, which were often followed by quick, half
hearted apologies. Those were often followed by more
insults. He insisted that she no longer hang out with
Carlie based on the logic that she was some kind of
evil, straight girl-converting dyke who was going to
turn her gay.
That was the last straw. She hadn't even bothered
arguing with him or taking the low road and
emasculating him with a quick strike to his ego. She'd
simply got up from the couch, collected the few things
she had in his apartment and walked out the door.
She didn't bother with revenge sex this time around,
but she did end up hooking up with Carlie several times
after that. She even had a semi-serious relationship
going with her that actually involved more than a few
threesomes though only one of them involved anyone with
a penis.
It was after her relationship with Carlie that Ally
pretty much gave up on relationships with men. It
wasn't because her two serious relationships with men
were debacles. No, it was because she simply realized
that sex with other women was just that much more
satisfying. A few drunken friendly fucks aside, she
hadn't turned back since and she had no plans to. Not
that men were completely off the table, but they had
better be actual men and not just little boys in men's
clothes or they'd best not even bother trying.
Paige, however, was an entirely different story. Paige
was something of a goody-goody when it came to sex. Not
that she was a prude, but she wasn't very experienced
when Ally first met her and not much had changed since.
She was much more of a relationship type person than
Ally was. Casual sex was a foreign idea to her. If she
wasn't in a relationship with a guy she would make out
with them and occasionally let them get to third base,
but never ever any farther.
Oddly enough, Paige rarely kept a boyfriend for long.
During the year Paige had lived with Ally she'd had
five boyfriends none lasting more than a month. All
five relationships seemed to share a similar formula
and, from what Ally had gathered through their frequent
conversations about sex and sex related topics, this
formula had pretty much been intact since she first
started dating in high school.
At first everything started out nauseatingly sweet.
Almost like high school sweetheart/ puppy love crap.
Ally spent a lot of time rolling her eyes and going to
her room during this phase. She could deal with the
cuddling on the couch, but Paige had an annoying habit
of playing the cute name game. Ally could only handle
so many honey buns, sweetie pies and sugar lips or
whatever before she developed the urge to kick puppies
and steal candy from babies and make them cry. She was
always happy when this phase ended; at least briefly.
The second phase tended to make Ally a little jealous,
as well as make it almost impossible for her to get any
sleep. Why? Well, you should try sleeping when the girl
you're crushing on is busy screaming out her boyfriends
name in the next room while the bastard fucks her hard
enough to cause the bedposts to slam into the wall in a
loud, rhythmic fashion.
Once, when one of her boyfriends apparently got a hold
of some Viagra or something it went on for about an
hour or so. If she had owned a gun Ally probably
would've shot herself that night. Or at least the
boyfriend, whose name she'd since "forgotten". Luckily
for everyone involved she didn't.
Instead she did what she always did: she popped in one
of her handful of girl/girl porn DVDs and abused
herself like a woman possessed while thinking of Paige.
Or, if she was lucky she'd call up whatever girl she
was hooking up with at the time and go over to her
apartment for some hot, nasty girl fun of her own,
again while thinking of Paige.
This second phase usually lasted a week or two before
it ended then bam! It was all over. Why? They just
weren't compatible or it was starting to become all
about the sex or some other vague thing that Paige
could never seem to elaborate on.
After that came relative peace until Paige found
herself another boy. Relative peace because Ally's
crush was hardly dependent on Paige having a sex life.
Ally was, after all, secretly in love with Paige not
just in love with the sounds she happened to make while
fucking. Besides, there were other temptations.
Namely, Paige was extremely comfortable with her body
and seemed to think nothing of walking around the house
in nothing but panties first thing in the morning on a
hot summer day. She also seemed to have no problem
walking around in a loosely wrapped towel for a
prolonged period of time after a shower occasionally
even sitting down seemingly unaware that a short towel
wasn't exactly long enough to cover her more private
parts. She also didn't seem to mind walking in to the
bathroom when Ally was taking her shower to use the
toilet and proceeding to have a conversation with Ally
like nothing was going on.
It wasn't like she was unaware of Ally's sexuality.
Ally was never shy about telling anyone she was bi.
Even if she had been Paige would not have had a hard
time figuring it out when Ally brought a girl home,
took her directly to her room and then proceeded to
have less than discreet sex with her. This tended
happen fairly often. She was hardly a slut, but sex was
definitely a part of her life.
No, Paige knew all about Ally's attraction to other
women. She simply didn't care. As far as she was
concerned Ally was just another girl. They had the same
parts. What was there to hide?
The idea that Ally might like those parts Paige was all
too willing to display never seemed to cross her mind.
She was just a silly, little, super hot straight girl
who never even thought about other girls and what they
might want to do to her if only she'd let them.
And she was definitely hot. By Ally's standards, Paige
was physical perfection. She was short without being
tiny; thin without being skinny. She had a belly that
stuck out ever so slightly in a way that made Ally want
to tackle Paige and ravage her whenever it was exposed.
It was like a little pillow she wanted to place soft
kisses on and maybe a few nips.
Her feet were a work of art. Perfectly shaped with the
cutest toes that Paige kept tastefully pedicured at all
times and which Ally desperately wanted to suck. In
fact, she often offered to give Paige foot massages
just to touch them, because, yes Ally definitely had
something of a foot fetish.
Paige's breasts were also simply beautiful. Perfect,
little mounds that fit her body just right, topped with
the cutest little nipples that threatened to draw Ally
in if she wasn't careful. Much like Paige's completely
bare pussy which was simply beautiful to Ally's eyes.
It was just a perfect little slit that seemed to draw
her eyes in every time with it's simplistic beauty.
Add to that a cute, oval of a face with large, piercing
green eyes, shoulder length, silky black hair and
perfect light brown skin from her father's partial
Mexican heritage and one could easily see why Ally was
in lust with her relatively innocent friend.
Not that Ally was a slouch. She was proud of her body,
but not arrogantly so. In high school she had been an
athlete, playing soccer and running track until she
blew her knee near the end of her junior year. The
injury prevented her from going back into competitive
sports, but she still took a lot of pride in
maintaining her physique.
She tried very hard to walk the thin line between
femininely toned and androgynously muscular. She was
most proud of her tight belly and what she had been
told by several lovers was a wonderfully shaped butt
and long, shapely legs.
She was a wee bit taller than Paige. Those long,
shapely legs that helped so much in track were a good
part of it. Her breasts were also just a smidge larger,
but, again, it wasn't like it was a huge difference. In
fact, she'd actually worn one of Paige's bras before
thanks to a laundry mix up and similar taste in
undergarments and while it was a tad tight it was more
because she was little thicker than Paige and less
because of her cup size.
Her face was also a bit more angular, but still soft
and feminine. Ally's eyes also weren't quite as
prominent being a calming darker blue which went well
with her just past shoulder length natural blonde hair.
Well, when it was blonde anyway. She did tend to dye it
on occasion. Usually tastefully with just a few
highlights here and there, but on occasion she'd go for
a nice pink or blue or some times a shade of green or
purple.
Really though, she was just a fairly average, cute,
younger women who tried to get by more on her wit than
her looks, and tended to judge others by that same
standard. Paige may have been deliciously cute in the
physical sense, but it was her personality that won
Ally over despite the inevitable failure of any
potential relationship with her.
Still, it wasn't like any of that mattered. Paige was
still straight and she still drove Ally absolutely
insane with lust despite the fact that she and Ally
would never be together, not even for one, glorious
night.
Or, at least, that's what Ally thought. She was wrong,
but, she had no way of knowing just how wrong she had
been for so very, very long until the night that
changed everything between them.
The thing was Paige was nowhere near as inexperienced
in the realm of feminine romance as Ally assumed. She
was hardly an out and open bisexual, but she had done
of a few things that would've shocked and emboldened
Ally had she known of her roommate's hidden curiosity.
Why? Well, quite simply, despite what her extroverted
personality might say to the contrary, Paige was shy,
especially when it came to sex. There was a reason she
never indulged in more casual sex even when most of
friends had no problem with it. She had to be extremely
comfortable with someone before she'd even think of
giving into any sexual advances.
Only one girl had ever managed to break through her
defenses and get her to open up to the possibilities
that existed in the more feminine side of sexuality. It
had been a glorious experience and, to be honest,
probably the single most passionate, fulfilling
relationship she'd ever had. It had also ended up being
one of the most sexually confusing nine months of her
young life
Still, those nine months with Hailey during her senior
year of high school were pure bliss in a lot of ways.
The questions may have driven her a little mad after it
broke off as abruptly as it did, but she wouldn't have
given them up for anything. In fact, what she wanted
most in the world was to have them back. There was just
one little problem: she had no idea how to go about
getting it. It wasn't just because she was shy when it
came to initiating intimate contact. It had much more
to do with the fact that she simply had no idea how to
go about starting the relationship.
Hailey was the only girl who was either able or willing
to break through Paige's considerable defenses and get
to the deviant, little freak who laid in wait just
underneath the surface. Not that there weren't other
girls that tried, but Paige was no different with women
than she was with men. She required a massive reserve
of patience on the part of her suitors regardless of
gender, and most people just didn't have it.
Paige was on the verge of giving up thinking she'd have
to settle for her memories for the rest of her good,
but still somewhat empty life. It was a heavy load for
a girl not yet old enough to drink to carry with her,
but it seemed to be what life intended for her. That is
until she met Ally. Ally was a dream come true. She was
cute, funny, loved awesome music and, more importantly,
she loved other girls. She was also apparently
absolutely convinced that Paige was one hundred percent
straight and had no apparent plans to even attempt to
change that fact.
Still, they became fast friends after meeting in their
freshman art history class. Paige broke up with her
only long time boyfriend since her relationship with
Hailey and was forced to make a decision between moving
back into the dorms (yuck) and moving back home at
about the same time that Ally was trying to find a
roommate. The cards seemed to show a winning hand for
both.
Yes, it was a good deal but like Ally, Paige was hardly
as satisfied as she would've liked and for much the
same reasons. She had hoped they'd have been fucking by
now, but Ally simply refused to change her mind about
Paige's sexuality.
Not that it was all her fault. Ally really had no
reason to believe Paige was anything but straight.
Hell, even Paige was amazed by the amount of boyfriends
she'd had in the year they'd lived together and the
short duration of all the relationships. The reason for
them was simple, however. She fucked all those guys,
some of whom she honestly barely even liked, because
she had to distract herself from what she really wanted
more than anything. That, of course, was the girl in
the next room.
That was the only reason these relationships didn't
last long. It was also the reason she was willing to
get so wild with her boyfriends, letting them do things
to her she honestly never imagined letting anyone do to
her.
She'd done a lot of the stuff that one guy and one girl
could do together minus scat and blood play and several
other things she never thought she would consider: A
little light bondage here, some ass to mouth there and
several things in between. Spanking, paddling, ass
licking, anal beads (for her and one particular guy),
sex in the car, in the shower, on the couch, in the
laundry room, in the kitchen, at her job, at his job in
the park, under a bridge, in a public restroom and on
and on and on. She'd done plenty and none of it was
enough to distract her from what she really wanted, but
had no idea how to go about getting.
Paige had tried though in her own little way. Those
apparently innocent displays of Paige's hidden assets
that drove Ally mad with frustration were anything but
innocent. Ally never seemed to take the hint, though.
How she could miss that fact that Paige would very
deliberately find a place to sit where her exposed
pussy was directly in Ally's line of sight was beyond
Paige. Hell, half the time Paige would actually go so
far as to move a chair or sit cross legged on the floor
right in front of her roommate when there were more
logical seating options to be had.
And walking around half naked in an air conditioned
apartment just to keep cool? She had no idea Ally how
bought that one. Sometimes in the morning their
apartment was so cold it almost hurt to walk around
without a shirt. Her poor nipples would get so hard
they felt like they were going to burst.
The shower thing was equally frustrating. Sometimes
Paige would even reach into the shower to grab
something she generally didn't need just to see how
Ally would react, but Ally always played it cool. If
Paige didn't know any better she would've thought Ally
wasn't attracted to her, but she did and she was. It
was just that Ally was absolutely convinced that Paige
was straight and she was too good of a friend to try
and change that herself. Deep down inside, though,
Paige knew these little games were simply childish,
but, honestly she had no idea how else to go about it
and that was her real problem.
Sometimes Paige wondered if Ally was just a little
dense. Especially since she'd heard more than a couple
of her friends talking about the very subject a couple
of times when they were getting drunk and thought Paige
was sound asleep. They seemed to get it, but every time
Ally would be there shouting them down about how Paige
was the straightest girl she'd ever known.
A few of them had tried to test the theory, but they
never got anywhere. This just tended to support the
prevailing theory that she was straight as straight
could be. It was beginning to get old.
So Paige suffered, ashamed of herself for her own
cowardice and for playing the cards fate seemed intent
on dealing her. Then something amazing happened: she
stopped playing games and took her fate into her own
hands.
It began thanks to a random emotional outburst which
was brought on by Paige's new boyfriend, BJ. It was an
appropriate nickname because he was a major dick. But
indirectly, it worked to Paige's advantage.
It all started one night when BJ, already on his last
legs thanks to just generally being a piece of shit
apparently decided that he might as go for broke in the
"being an asshole" department. How? Well, not only was
he a selfish lover, a greedy drug addict, a thieving
little bitch, and a stupid, lazy liar, but he was also
a no good, lousy cheating son of a bitch.
Paige found all this out in one day by making one
enlightening phone call.
There were some fairly obvious hints of BJ's infidelity
early on but Paige willfully ignored them. BJ started
working on Paige while he was still in a relationship,
but Paige allowed herself to ignore the obvious because
he was charming, cute and he said all the right things
in the right way at the right time and, quite frankly,
she was horny at the time and he was willing to put up
the effort necessary.
None of that really mattered at the time. The day in
question had started out bad as far as the relationship
was concerned. It was actually supposed to be a day of
atonement for BJ. The night before, he had blown off a
planned date, nothing special, just a movie followed by
sex, the usual Friday night thing, because he
supposedly had to work late, but he promised to make up
for it by spending the whole day doing things Paige
liked. Namely a little hiking on the dunes, a little
going out to eat at her favorite pseudo Italian joint,
some shopping for good music and good books followed by
sex that involved Paige actually achieving an orgasm
and after that maybe they'd hit a party or just fuck
some more until they both collapsed in sweaty, worn out
heap of ecstatic exhaustion. In short, the perfect day
off.
It didn't work out like that at all. Instead it started
out with Paige waking up late, alone and wondering
where the hell her boyfriend was. This was followed by
a series of unanswered calls to BJ's phone that started
out ringing a few times before going to voicemail then
ended up ringing not at all and going directly to his
voice mail. Paige was starting to get pissed.
In the meantime, she decided to roll herself a joint
and was suddenly even closer to getting pissed. What
was a nearly full half ounce was now notably less than
that. She didn't have to wonder what had happened. She
knew it was BJ. She wished she'd checked it earlier so
she could've bitched him out, but there had been no
need.
The night before she'd only smoked a couple bowls
before going to bed alone and, as BJ obviously knew
from being with her for almost a month at that point,
she usually kept a little supply of really good stuff.
He'd ripped her off before. Usually when he wanted to
go get high with his friends and look like a big shot
for hooking them up with the good shit when all they
could get was shitty dirt weed and, at best, decent
middies that they paid way too much for because they
were morons.
She wouldn't have been that pissed if he'd only asked
her, but, of course, he was too manly for that shit.
No, the guy thing to do was steal about a hundred
dollars worth of drugs to smoke with a bunch of losers.
It kind of made the whole working thing seem like a
bunch of horse shit.
And that thought helped put her over the line and set
her off on another round of calls. Nothing psychotic,
but definitely enough that if the bastard wasn't dead
he knew just by the pure volume that she was incredibly
pissed. Of course, he still didn't answer. Every call
got kicked straight to his voice mail and she plenty of
good use of that by leaving as many long, angry
messages as she made calls.
This went on for a good hour or two until it finally
ended when the phone rang twice to be answered by an
angry female voice that proceeded to inform Paige to
that she really needed to stop calling the female
voice's boyfriend before the nameless voice came over
to her house and kicked her ass. Then she hung up
before Paige could even respond properly. This did not
go over well with Paige and was quickly followed by
another phone call. This time a weary, tired sounding
BJ answered while the nameless other woman screamed at
him in the background.
What followed was a long, frustrating, and highly
enlightening conversation with a complete asshole who
refused to see how anything he had done was wrong no
matter how loud Paige yelled at him. This was mainly
because the asshole was high on her weed and she made
sure to make her anger on that issue pretty clear as
well.
And this was when Ally walked in early from work to her
good friend and roommate screaming at her cell phone in
a manner she'd never seen before. As often as Paige
switched boy toys, as Ally liked to call them, she'd
never once yelled at them over the phone or even to
their face in Ally's presence. It stunned Ally so much
that she froze at the bottom of the stairs trying to
figure what the hell was going on. She was just
figuring it out when she heard the words that would
soon change both her and Paige's relationship forever.
"It's assholes like you that make me want to go back to
women," Paige had screamed loud enough that Ally heard
it perfectly clearly from where she standing despite
the fact she was at that time opening the door to back
out of the apartment. Ally froze in place.
At first she thought she'd misheard, but Paige was
apparently in the need to further elucidate.
"Like you'd know, asshole," Ally heard Paige say to the
person she could only assume was BJ, a guy she'd
actually warned her friend about, "There's a lot you
don't fucking know about me, you worthless fuck."
Ally had just enough time to think that she could
definitely sympathize with that sentiment when Paige
walked out of her bedroom and yelled some more
profanities before glancing down the stairs to see Ally
standing there looking uncomfortable. Paige just looked
at her with wide eyes, suddenly realizing what she'd
just said. She went back into her room and slammed her
door behind her.
Paige was momentarily too stunned to continue yelling
at BJ, but when he decided to use her silence as a
chance to insinuate that Paige being a dyke made sense
since she was a frigid bitch who couldn't come she was
back in the moment.
Ally, for her part, stayed at the bottom of the stairs
for a moment debating her options and reviewing what
she'd just heard a few more times before deciding that
she might as well stay. As she made her way up the
stairs she tried her best to ignore the yelling going
on in Paige's room with some success. Her continued
distraction over what she'd heard helped a bit. Still,
after a brief pause Paige was making it a little hard
for Ally to not overhear her.
"For your information, you micro-dicked asshole," Ally
heard Paige yell into her phone through her bedroom
door, "The only reason I couldn't come is because you…
you know what? Fuck you, asshole. I don't even care."
For a moment Ally thought that was the end and almost
knocked on Paige's door to see if she wanted to talk,
but another burst of profanity made her change her
mind. Instead she went to her room, and slowly rolled a
joint while listening to some Brian Eno, something she
picked up from an older lover, on low volume and waited
with her door open.
Ally did her best to put the idea out of her mind. She
didn't get her hopes and, frankly, for all she knew
Paige was just going hard for BJ's nuts, as they say.
Still she couldn't help but think about it while she
waited for the fight to wind down.
It didn't take much longer really. Paige was quickly
running out of things to yell at BJ. He wasn't making
it easy either. He was just listening and waiting for
her to finish before spouting off with a quick, lame
homophobic insult. Finally she just gave up. It wasn't
worth it and she no longer cared.
"Whatever, "she finally said after he blurted another
fifth grade insult into the phone, "You know what? If
that bitch wants you she can have you and keep the
fucking weed. We're done and I don't fucking care."
With that she hit the end button on her phone and
screamed for no other reason then to get it all out.
Then she sat down on the corner of her bed and started
crying. Paige's tears were a mixture of relief and
frustration. She was relieved that she finally got some
of that out and told the bastard what she actually
thought of him and she was frustrated that she had to
do it over the phone. She would've enjoyed kicking him
in the nuts for being such duplicitous, thieving
coward. Barring that she wouldn't minded at least
throwing a few things at him.
God, she hadn't had a phone fight since high school.
She'd almost forgotten how empty they felt. She almost
wanted to go find the bastard and key his car or some
damned thing just to make the anger feel a little less
impotent. She was almost starting to take this idea
seriously when she heard a light knock on her door. It
was Ally. For a moment Paige hesitated, knowing full
well what Ally must have heard. She knew Ally would be
the perfect person to vent on if nothing else and she
definitely needed to vent. She did, however, take a
second to wipe away her few remaining tears before
telling Ally to come in.
"Hey," Ally said cautiously, "How you feeling?" Paige
chuckled a little at that. Ally smiled weakly and sat
down on the corner of Paige's bed before continuing,
"That bad?"
"Well, me and BJ are done," Paige responded.
"Well, I kind of guessed that much," Ally came back and
caused Paige to chuckle somewhat bitterly again.
"Don't be a jerk."
"I'll try, but you know how hard it can be at times,"
Ally said hoping for at least a smile for her weak joke
and got it, "Wanna get high and talk about it?"
That was question she almost didn't even need to ask.
Paige of course said yes without pause. At that Ally
whipped out the joint she'd rolled from behind her ear
and lit it up, and prepared herself for a long
meandering conversation. This she got in spades.
They smoked and talked for a good long time and Paige
got a lot off of her chest. An hour ticked by, then
another. The whole time Ally mainly just sat and
listened, every once in awhile rolling another joint
then sparking it up, rarely inserting her opinions
until Paige brought up the weed, a subject very near
and dear to her heart. This turned out to be a very
good decision.
"He did what?" Ally said incredulously upon hearing
that he'd straight stolen half of Paige's bag and that
he'd done it before. "I can't believe you let him do
that shit. I'd have cut off his balls the first time he
tried that shit." Paige laughed at this, trying hard to
imagine Ally doing anything with resembling violence
and found she simply couldn't do it, but Ally insisted.
"Don't laugh. I have scissors and they are sharp. I
wouldn't pause for a second. The moment I realized he
was pinching my stash he'd be a eunuch. Swear to god."
"Yeah, yeah." Paige responded dismissively while still
laughing lightly, "and then you'd go to jail for
attempted murder."
"So? I'd get by. I'd find me a cute little felon and
make her my bitch. It would be all good," Ally
countered trying her best to sound tough.
"Knowing you'd have a whole harem."
"You calling me a slut?" Ally put on her best angry
face after saying that and Paige, being stoned and in a
much better mood couldn't help but laugh. This stopped
when Ally hit her over the head with a pillow. This led
quickly to a very playful, but extremely aggressive
pillow fight/faux argument over Ally's perceived level
of promiscuity that only ended when Ally ripped Paige's
pillow from her hands and the pillow fight evolved into
a wrestling match.
Paige really had no chance once the pillows were
abandoned, but she fought on valiantly against her more
athletic roommate until Ally finally pinned Paige's
arms behind her head while straddling her stomach.
Paige still didn't give up quite then, but as much as
she struggled she simply couldn't escape from Ally's
grip.
Neither girl seemed to notice how obviously turned on
the other was. Both Ally's and Paige's nipple were
straining against the thin white t-shirt and red tank
top that cover their respective breasts. And while the
girls were aware of their own subtle, but definite
signs of arousal in other less visible ways those too
went undetected. Still it definitely felt nice to Paige
to have Ally straddling her and felt just as good to
Ally.
"You going to apologize?" Ally teased as she smiled
maliciously down upon her defeated roommate.
"I'm sorry," Paige said doing her best to sound
defeated.
"Sorry for what?" Ally said pushing her advantage
perhaps a bit too far. She was always competitive. She
couldn't help it.
"I'm sorry," Paige began still maintaining her
subservient manner, "that you're a slut."
"You're one to talk, you fake lesbian," Ally retorted
caught up in the moment.
"What are you talking about?" Paige said having
honestly forgotten about Ally coming in and possibly
overhearing her comment to BJ. Smoking joint after
joint of high grade weed can do that to a person.
"I heard you, you little liar," Ally continued, still
holding her friend down even though she'd stopped
struggling, "Telling your little boy toy that you were
gonna go gay because of him. Don't lie."
Suddenly it all came back to Paige. For a brief second
she was almost overcome with embarrassment, but, as
silly as it might seem, the feeling of Ally shift ever
so slightly and, accidentally, forcing the crotch of
Paige's pants to rub against Paige's already aroused
sex just a little bit helped to change her mind. It
also helped for Paige to finally notice Ally's
prominent nipples poking against her tight "I know what
girls like" t-shirt telling her she wasn't the only one
turned on.
That moment suddenly had a very now or never type of
feel to it. The cat was finally out of the bag. It was
now up to Paige whether she wanted to lie and just let
it go and in the process pretty much give up any real
chance of ever being with Ally again or just roll with
the punches, swallow her fear and hope for the best.
After a year of stupidly waiting for her roommate to
break through her well constructed veneer instead of
sucking it up and acting like an adult capable of
making her own decisions and living with the results.
Still, it took almost all her strength to simply utter
the phrase "That's not what I said. I said I was going
back to women, you stupid dyke." Paige was almost
amazed at herself for even coming close to spitting
that out let alone adding her usual playful insult at
the end while maintaining a cocky smirk.
"You're still a liar," Ally replied without missing a
beat, "You stupid fake dyke."
"Just because I've never fucked you doesn't mean I've
never fucked a girl," Paige came back. Her smirk was
fading somewhat and a more serious look was starting to
form mainly in her eyes.
Ally was silent for a second, studying her roommates
face looking for any sign that she was bluffing. She
found nothing and, frankly, it shocked her. Her mind
raced with the possibilities that lay before her. For
the first time in a long time she was at a loss as to
how to continue with a girl.
Ally had spent so much time in recent months trying to
convince herself that nothing would ever happen with
Paige that a part of her felt that this was all somehow
just a misunderstanding, but like Paige the feel of
this beautiful girl's body underneath her and the way
her own body was reacting to this until a moment ago
innocent play was more than enough to overcome any fear
she felt. She simply had to find out and she had to do
it now.
"Oh yeah?" Ally said after what seemed like a small
eternity. It sounded so weak, so feeble, but it was the
best her frazzled mind could manage.
"Yeah," Paige responded her eyes dead serious while her
smirk now looked more nervous than cocky as she
realized Ally was now ever so slowly leaning closer to
her.
"So you're not bluffing?" Ally prodded on, her voice
barely containing her own nerves as she lay down upon
her friend's sweet little body. That fact that this
comment didn't make much sense didn't really matter.
"Why don't you find out?" Paige said in a barely
audible whisper as the last remaining element of play
seemed to evaporate into thin air as Ally's nose began
to brush little against her own.
"Maybe I should," Ally came back as she gathered up her
courage as her hands began to subconsciously relinquish
their grip on Paige's wrists. Still, she waited for a
second gazing deeply into Paige's eyes as if to see if
this was still just a game or a joke or anything. All
she saw there was a mixture of fear, lust, and pure,
naked desire. She couldn't have known, but Paige saw
much the same thing in Ally's eyes as she gazed back
waiting, the second seemed to hang in the air as if
frozen.
Then, in an instant, as Ally's lips finally bridged the
tiny gap that still remained between them time was no
longer of any concern. After nearly a year of mutual
frustration and hidden lust between them the genie was
out of the bottle and they both instantly knew that
they'd never want to force it back in.
It was suppose to be a small kiss, just a test, a
tease, just a light kiss on the lips. That changed
almost as soon as their lips made contact with each
other. Mouths opened, tongues extended and hands almost
instantly sprang into action to grasp and explore the
soft, inviting flesh of the other.
Both girls were lost in a world where thoughts were
easily secondary to sensation, but both were going
crazy inside their own heads as they grasped at each
other and nearly suffocated each other with their needy
kiss. Paige's hands couldn't get enough of the soft,
smooth flesh of Ally's back and jean clad ass. The feel
of a girl was so much different than a guy. She'd
almost forgotten the difference. But now that she could
feel Ally's silky smoothness with her own fingers and
hands as Ally grabbed at her sides, she never wanted to
have to simply remember it again.
Ally's thoughts were different. As she tried her best
to suck the very breath from her roommate's soft, sexy
body she couldn't believe she'd almost given up all
hope of ever experiencing this beautiful sensation with
her. Her hands grabbed at everything, but, like Paige,
she found considerable pleasure in sliding underneath
Paige to softly knead her smooth, little butt.
Soon, however, they were forced to break the kiss. Not
because they wanted to, but because they were literally
smothering each other out of pure passion. They
couldn't help but stare at each other for a second
after the kiss broke which, of course, led almost
instantly to them rejoining in another kiss, but they
broke again only a moment later much to Paige's
chagrin.
"Why'd you stop?" Paige asked breathlessly with more
than a hint of disappointment as she tried to pull Ally
back to her.
"I can't believe we're actually making out," Ally
responded as her hands continued to move about Paige's
body almost on their own accord, sliding up under
Paige's shirt massaging her back.
"Shut up," was the only response Paige could muster
before she finally managed to pull Ally back into
another kiss as her hands also started to work their
way under Ally's clothes. Her hand that wasn't pulling
Ally's face back to her had found a gap between Ally's
jeans and her panties and she was taking full advantage
of it.
Ally would've been simply stunned by Paige's
forwardness, but at the time she was a bit too occupied
to dwell on it. Paige was an amazing kisser. Her lips
were so soft and tasted of berries, her tongue so sweet
and needy. Even her saliva tasted good at that moment.
Still, Ally wanted to more than just kiss Paige and
feel her cute, little ass through her pants, or her
back, as nice as it was. No, there was so much more she
wanted to do to Paige, but right at that moment she
would satisfy herself with a just a feel of those
wonderful little breasts that had taunted her so often
with their delicate beauty.
A slight shift of her body and slide of her hand under
Paige's tank top and this tiny wish was granted. They
were glorious. Soft, supple, velvety with those
wonderful little nipples atop them already taut with
Paige's excitement. Really, it was such a small step up
in their activities, but it felt like a significant
step forward. And it was. Things quickly accelerated
from there.
Paige's soft sigh as Ally finally made it to second
base somehow made everything that was going on that
much more real and immediate for both girls. It was
already inevitable at that point that things were going
to progress this way and go much, much farther, but
that didn't matter. It was the taking of the actual
step forward that was important.
Paige wanted desperately to explore Ally's breasts in
the same way that Ally was exploring hers, but quickly
found that do so only caused problems. Instead her
hands found their way to Ally's belt and somehow
managed to unbuckle it, then undid the button before
undoing her zipper. With that her hands were more
freely able to explore Ally's soft butt cheeks,
squeezing and kneading them sensuously, occasionally
exploring her friend's butt crack.
Paige's shirt quickly became bunched up around her neck
and under her arms as Ally's hands groped gently at her
small, soft mounds. She barely even noticed as Ally's
nimble fingers alternated between massaging her breasts
and deftly pinching and caressing her turgid nipples.
She placed soft nips on her neck and ears as Paige
tried desperately to keep up.
Soon, however, Ally decided that Paige's shirt had to
go. Without a word she began to pull and tug on it
until Paige was forced to remove her hands from Ally's
pants long enough to take the damned thing off. Paige
almost found the strength to giggle at Ally's sudden
desperation to remove her tank top, but found herself
cut off when Ally's mouth suddenly, almost violently,
found its way to one of her nipples.
"Oh, fuck…" Paige said between soft pants as Ally's
teeth found their way around a nipple and pulled on it
ever so gently, but with enough force to make her
squirm. Ally seemed to know exactly how to treat her
nipples with the perfect mixture of rough and gentle.
Paige's hands, no longer capable of effectively
massaging her friend's bottom, now moved to Ally's head
to gently guide her from nipple to nipple. Ally allowed
her the illusion of control but took plenty of
opportunities to kiss and nip at whatever they came in
contact with enjoying the flavor of Paige's skin and
the sounds her attentions elicited from her friend.
Back and forth she went for who knew how long, slowly
savoring Paige's breasts before Paige finally decided
that fair was fair and began tugging on Ally's shirt.
Ally allowed her shirt to come off and then decided
almost on a whim to shed her pants as well.
Paige tried her best to follow suit, but in her
excitement seemed to have a problem with her zipper
getting caught on a fold in her panties. For the first
time since their playing had turned serious Ally
managed a small giggle before helping her un-stick the
zipper without ripping her panties and then with one
quick tug pulled Paige's pants right off.
For a moment both girls seemed lost as they seemed to
simultaneously pause to take in each other's almost
completely nude forms. Just Paige's white panties and
Ally's red thong remained along with two pairs of short
white socks between them. It wasn't until Paige's hands
reached out to softly caress Ally's smooth, flat belly
that their mutual reverie came to an end and they once
again kissed as soft hands again explored soft flesh.
Maybe it was all the skin on skin contact or the feel
of their hard, exposed nipples rubbing against each
other without any barrier or, maybe, just the fact that
it was too much but this time the kiss was accompanied
by soft, sensual grinding of panty clad pussies against
thighs. Nothing overly urgent or needy. Just a soft
rolling of hips against firm flesh for that sweet feel
of friction for both of their already wet sexes.
"You feel so fucking good," Ally managed to whisper
into Paige's ear as the sensation started to get the
better of her then she nibbled sweetly on that same ear
causing Paige to sigh in a most delightful manner.
"So do you," Paige managed to reply a few seconds later
as her hand finally found its way to Ally's breast to
feel it's softness and caress the nipple the rested at
its center.
Her efforts were rewarded with a gloriously soft groan
from deep within Ally's chest. Paige was again rewarded
with another even deeper groan after Ally reared up on
her hands just enough to allow Paige to bring her lips
to Ally's breasts.
That simple, loving action seemed to take Ally to
another level as her hips began to gyrate and grind
against Paige's thigh and pelvis with much more force
as Paige's lips, teeth and tongue explored her breasts.
She hadn't been this excited to be with a girl in a
long time.
She also hadn't come from just dry humping and fondling
since she was in high school and one of her
"girlfriends" was too nervous to try anything but
tribbing and kissing for fear that it would "make her
gay." But with Paige's mouth deliciously nibbling on
her right nipple and her pussy soaking through her
panties as she ground herself against Paige's body, she
could already feel her first orgasm building inside her
and there was nothing she could do to stop it even if
she had wanted to.
Ally was grinding herself obscenely against her
roommate's sweet, sweaty body when the sensation
overtook her and with a light shake going up and down
her body, her eyes squeezed shut and she let out a loud
squeaky groan before collapsing on Paige in a deep,
lusty kiss much to Paige's surprise. Not that Paige
minded even if she could no longer suckle upon Ally's
nipples.
They kissed for awhile as they continued to almost
blindly grind against each other while Ally recovered.
It didn't take too long and when she had she had an
overwhelming urge to do something she'd wanted to do
ever since she first met Paige and that she'd been
dying to do ever since she'd moved in.
"I have to taste you," Ally said as she broke the kiss
and looked Paige in the eyes as if asking for
permission she didn't need, but which she received
nonetheless in the form of a quick nod and a quick
kiss. With that she began her journey down Paige's body
to her sweet, beautiful cunt.
It wasn't a long journey, but Ally couldn't resist
taking a little time to taste Paige's skin and sweat
before sucking at her sweet nectar. Though she'd
already made Paige squirm with her attentions to her
neck and breasts, she enjoyed the way Paige wriggled
underneath her as she made her way to first her left
nipple and then, ever so patiently, to the right making
sure to place kisses and nips on Paige's sexy breasts
and the valley that lay between them as she did.
Ally lingered just long enough to tease before she
began to kiss her friends ribs, then her soft, luscious
belly. She made sure to kiss her way to Paige's cute
belly button so she could place a few licks and kisses
there in particular and in the process discovered the
Paige was just a bit ticklish. She stored that away for
later use and moved on.
As Ally placed a soft kiss on Paige's panties and
enjoyed the sight of the prominent wet spot clearly
visible on the front she briefly contemplated that fact
that everything was now open for her. Every little
fantasy she'd ever had about Paige could be fulfilled.
She found herself torn between getting down to the
business at hand of making Paige scream her name as
Ally buried her face in that fragrant pussy and sucking
on Paige's cute little toes.
Ally placed another soft kiss on Paige's inner thigh
where it met her hip eliciting a sweet sigh from Paige
who was gazing down at Paige dreamily while lightly
caressing her own breasts. Ally's mind was made up. She
simply had to kiss the cute little toes. The fact that
would also serve to tease Paige as well slow things
down a bit didn't hurt either.
Paige, however, took a bit to figure out why Ally was
slowly kissing her way up her leg instead of using her
agile tongue to make her see stars and scream random
obscenities loud enough to scare the neighbors. Not
that she didn't enjoy the feel of Ally's soft lips and
tongue licking and kissing first her thigh and then the
back of her knee. She was almost shivering with
anticipation. She was just so incredibly turned on at
that point that she could explode.
You really could blame her when, as Ally slowly made
her way up Paige's calf she brought her hand down to
her pussy to help relieve herself. You also couldn't
blame her frustrated groan when Ally shooed that hand
away telling her to be patient. Still, she did as she
was told and then sigh contentedly as Ally, after
gently slipping off Paige's sock, licked the sole of
her foot.
Paige was hardly a virgin. At least a couple of her
boyfriends had claimed to be foot worshippers, but
until now she had never really understood what so great
about it. Ally's soft, sensual attentions instantly
changed all of that. The fact that she was more turned
on then she had been in a long time may have affected
her perception a bit, but Ally seemed to be working
some sort of sweet magic on her as she licked, sucked,
kissed and massaged Paige's foot.
Ally smiled sweetly as Paige squirmed under her
attentions. The sweet, lusty look on Paige's face was
beautiful to her as she gently lifted Paige's other
foot and removed the sock before shifting her attention
to it with much the same results. This time when
Paige's hand seemed to meander down Paige's belly to
her sex Ally was more than happy to let her play for a
moment and simply took it as a sign that now was the
time.
As much as she wanted to tease a little bit more Ally
decided that she'd done enough. Paige was about as
turned on as she could possibly be. There was no need
to try and stoke a fire that was already burning hotter
than the sun. So, after getting comfortable on her
belly and placing a few soft nips on Paige's inner
thighs as she gently moved Paige's wet fingers out of
her way Ally placed a loving kiss on Paige's sweet,
swollen sex and started to do what she'd been hoping to
do for so very long.
Just a few gentle licks up and down Paige's slit was
enough to make Paige shiver and moan. A quick kiss on
her hood managed to bring a similar response and told
Ally that it wouldn't take much to make Paige come. At
least, not the first time. She had a feeling though, as
she spread Paige's swollen, puffy lips to lick the
sweet, spicy fragrantly wet pinkness that lay beneath,
that one would hardly be enough. Not that she intended
to stop at one anyway.
Their eyes were locked into each other as Ally
continued gently exploring and licking and one of
Paige's hands found its way to Ally's soft blonde hair
not to guide, but more to just feel the softness of it
and caress her head as Ally brought Paige closer and
closer to oblivion. Paige's other hand remained at her
breast, gently kneading her own softness and tweaking
her aroused nipples.
Ally's oral attentions started to become directed at
teasing Paige's clit, but her fingers found quickly
found their way to Paige's pussy to both spread the
lips and lightly tease the sweet flesh beneath.
Occasionally Ally would use her thumb to ever so gently
rub Paige's sensitive little nubbin while she veered
off to place a light little bit on Paige's inner thigh
while Paige moaned lightly and her hands began to grasp
more than they caressed.
Paige was obviously getting close already. Ally could
tell but they way her hips would occasionally buck ever
so sweetly and by the fact that her friend was having
an increasingly hard time maintaining eye contact. Not
only were Paige's eyes closing almost on their own, but
her neck was apparently having a hard time holding her
head up especially when Ally sucked on Paige's clit and
dipped her finger just a little bit inside of her
pussy.
Paige's hips were already bucking ever so slightly
before as Ally explored and tested, but the pace was
quickly increasing. Once exploration time was over and
Ally's lips and tongue found Paige's clit and Ally's
finger finally made the push to fully enter her friend
Paige bucked so hard she nearly knocked Ally off her
game.
A hand on Paige's belly helped put a stop to that, but
in a second that was the least of Ally's worry. Only a
handful of seconds later, just after Ally added a
second finger to Paige's warm, wet pussy Paige stopped
panting, stopped groaning and completely stopped
breathing as her body stiffened up and her first orgasm
of the night exploded through out her tiny, beautiful
body.
This deafening silence was quickly followed by a long,
loud noise that laid somewhere between an ecstatic
scream and a moan that lasted a good full breath before
Paige collapsed back on the bed until, thanks to Ally
refusing to stop her attentions on Paige's pussy even
as it squirted warm juice all over her face and Paige's
contracting pussy felt like it was squeezing the life
out of her fingers. Her first orgasm merged almost
perfectly into her second.
Paige's hand almost ripped a clump of hair from Ally's
head before letting go. Ally was quite thankful for
that even though she was more worried about
accidentally biting Paige's clit when one of Paige's
ripples almost made her buck hard enough to once again
knock Ally away despite her arm across Paige's hips.
After that Paige went limp for awhile, but Ally kept on
licking, sucking and probing until Paige seemed to
awake with a joyous laugh that was constantly being
interrupted by soft moans and tiny little body quakes
that coursed through Paige's body like little shakes
until she regained enough composure to look into Ally's
smiling eyes.
"My turn," Paige said as she urged Ally to come sit on
her face.
"But I'm not done, baby," Ally replied momentarily
pausing her tongue lashing while continuing to curl and
thrust her fingers inside of Paige. It was the first
time Ally had ever called Paige anything even
resembling a pet name. She liked it. The slight
widening of Paige's smile told Ally that Paige did too.
"Please," was all Paige said with a sweet, falsely
innocent smile and finally Ally acquiesced, but not in
the way Paige may have imagined. She really didn't want
to stop quite yet, so instead of just letting Paige up
and pulling off her own panties Ally pulled Paige a
little more towards the center and, after quickly
shedding her soaked panties and planting a quick kiss
on Paige's lips, maneuvered herself so they could both
have exactly what they wanted.
This was Ally's first real chance to find out if Paige
really ever had been with a woman and, from the way she
got right to it and seemed to know exactly what she was
doing, the answer was obviously yes. Either that or she
was a quick learner, because only a minute later Ally
was experiencing her second orgasm of the evening.
Paige, much like Ally, refused to accept that one
orgasm was enough and as soon as Ally recovered enough
to stop shaking she was back to using her long,
dexterous tongue to lick up every last drop of
sweetness and delve deep into Ally's lovely pussy. Ally
did the same as they explored each other, aggressively
licking, sucking and biting whatever their hungry
mouths could reach until they each came one more time
and Ally found her clit to be far too sensitive to keep
going.
After Ally had managed to gather enough strength to
roll off her roommate's sweaty body and turn around to
face her, she and Paige shared a long, slow kiss until
finally they'd both had enough to tide them over for
the moment.
"I think I need a cigarette," Ally said half joking
since she was generally only a pot smoker and only
smoked cigarettes occasionally while drinking.
"Fuck a cigarette," Paige replied, "Let's smoke a
joint."
And they did while talking softly to each other until
Ally made Paige come clean about what she'd really done
with girls. That's when Paige finally had a chance to
tell her new lover a few secrets about her past she'd
wanted to share for a long, long time but never had the
guts to. Everything from Hailey to how long she'd
wanted to tell Ally she wanted her as more than a
friend and the weird ways she felt compelled to go
about it.
"I really never even thought you had it in you," Ally
said after Paige finished her story about her
relationship with Hailey. "I wish I'd known before, you
fucking prude."
"Well," Paige came back, "In my defense I did try to
tell you in my own little ways that I was interested,
you goof."
"What? By walking around half naked? I used to be in
sports, you weirdo. I've seen enough naked girl flesh
in my life that I barely even notice anymore."
"Liar. I know you liked it," Paige retorted playfully
as she tried to tickle Ally's belly. This turned out to
be wonderful mistake as Ally did the same to Paige by
tickling her belly until she was kicking and screaming
for mercy. This she received in spades as it set off
another bout of playful wrestling that ended similarly
to their previous wrestling match.
Starting with some hard and sweaty scissoring that
threatened to actually break the bed with the shear
violence of their thrusting. The creaking of the
springs and the pounding of Paige's bedposts against
the wall was bad enough that the new neighbor actually
found it necessary to pound loudly on the wall. They
happily ignored her until Paige, who had somehow
managed to pin her athletic roommate and lover and wind
up on top came loudly as Ally sucked on her beautiful
toes and ground blindly against Paige and quaked and
grunted until she too came.
Finally, they crawled up next to each other to kiss
until wandering hands found their way to warm,
delicious wetness, and fingers went to work sliding in
and out of moist holes while rubbing hard, engorged
clits with palms. Occasionally these fingers would find
their way between Paige's and Ally's mouths so they
share each other's liquid sweetness before delving back
down and into the fray.
Soon they were lying on their sides, face to face, as
they screamed into each other's shoulders and came
again and again.
This went on for quite awhile until they had enough and
they softly kissed until first Paige and then Ally
slipped into sleep to dream sweet, satisfied dreams.
Upon awakening the next morning, Paige found herself
alone and for a moment she was worried that it had been
a dream. She quickly realized it hadn't been and was
even more disappointed until Ally, a bit less naked in
her t-shirt from the night before and Paige's panties,
opened up her door and walked into Paige's room holding
something Paige had only seen in porn.
"Oh, hey," Ally said barely managing to hide her
surprise and mild disappointment that Paige was awake.
"Is that what I think it is?" Paige asked her worry
rapidly retreating even as she rubbed her eyes.
"You mean a ruined surprise? Why, yes, yes it is," came
the sweetly sarcastic reply as Ally crawled onto the
bed and sat next to Paige before leaning down a placing
long, lingering kiss on her roomie's lips.
"Don't distract me with your sweetness, you bitch,"
Paige came back after breaking the kiss, which was even
better sober. Ally just smiled at the playful insult
before replying.
"That depends on what you think it is, you jerk," Ally
said as she lay down next to Paige, smiling dreamily as
the thing rested between them.
"Well, I think it's strap-on."
"Well, you think right," Ally replied before giving her
new lover another lingering kiss. This time their kiss
quickly evolved into nice little morning make-out
session that escalated into something more as Paige
removed Ally's t-shirt and her own panties from Ally's
body.
"I can't believe you're wearing my dirty panties,"
Paige teased as she pealed them off of Ally.
"I'd put on something to answer the door and I couldn't
find mine," Ally said in reply before returning to the
kiss.
"Who was at the door?" Paige said between kisses.
"BJ. The asshole wanted to talk to you. I told him to
fuck off and you were my girlfriend now," Ally said
with a wicked smile then nipped at Paige's ear making
her squirm.
"Mmm, you did not," Paige replied as Ally teased her.
"I did. You should've seen him when I called you my
girlfriend. Fucker looked like I'd ripped his heart out
of his chest."
"You're so mean."
"Why? It was the truth, kind of."
"Kind of?" Paige asked, surprised and somewhat hurt.
Even though she had no allusions that one night of mind
blowing sex and one morning of naked making out equaled
a relationship
"Let's just play it by ear, cutie. Trust me, though.
After last night we aren't gonna stop doing this for a
long time."
"I hope not," replied Paige dreamily.
"Now, enough of this serious shit. I'm trying to get
you wet so we can play with my super fun toy," Ally
said with her wicked, beautiful smile still in place
while she slithered a bit down Paige's body to take a
nipple into her mouth.
"I think I already am," sighed Paige.
"Patience, baby. We have all day," Ally whispered and
Paige fell silent save for her soft moans and whimpers.
Ally slowly made her way down her body just like she
had the night before. It was even better sober. Every
bite, lick and kiss seemed to feel just that much more
real, more in the moment.
By the time Ally had made Paige come with her marvelous
tongue and fingers, the strap-on had been momentarily
forgotten and they ended spending the rest of the
morning getting each other off countless times until
they had to take a nap and then a shower that turned
into another chance to paw at each other's soft flesh
like two teenagers just discovering sex together.
Eventually, they got to the strap-on and much, much
more. So much, in fact, that both ended up calling in
sick to work the next day and spending even more time
together fucking, sucking and licking each other while
driving their poor neighbor crazy with the post
pounding and lustful screaming.
By the time they were done it was pretty much a
foregone conclusion that they were a couple. It wasn't
anything either had expected, but they were definitely
willing to give it a shot. Even if they eventually
broke it off they knew for sure and for certain that
they'd at least have a whole hell of a lot of fun while
it lasted.
END
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