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Dirty Little Secret [horse and darkest_fate]

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Cecilia

What was this that she was feeling? It was an unusual sensation that she never thought imaginable; especially when it came to her best friend. Lately, the feelings of lust for her best friend rushed over the red head whenever she saw and even thought about her. It was strange though. The feelings that she had for her friend were begging to feel like some more; as though she yearned for being more than just friends. She sighed every time she thought it about it and did not want to accept her new found discovery; she was falling head over heals for her friend. That was impossible! She was a sister to her. Cecilia knew that if she someone to comfort her, her friend was right by her side. Perhaps it was the affection that she felt from her when they held each other when she was down that was driving her to want her more than just a friend or perhaps it was the empty feeling that she felt when it came to relationships in the fact that not a man dared darted their eyes in her direction and that Melissa was the only one that showed some sort of affection that she needed. Whatever the case, she knew one thing was for sure; she fell for her friend and there was no way the feeling were going to leave anytime soon.

A brisk autumn breeze slipped into the open window of her run, touching her cheek softly which sent a chill of a goose bumps down her arm. Cecilia took in the scent of wet fallen leaves and sighed. She laid upon her bed stomach down as she surfed the Internet. While surfing the Internet wasn't on her top list of things to do and she had other things to do, she figured a little time to herself wasn't going to hurt anyone and she would have time to freshen up before Melissa arrived for their 'girls night out.' Looking through her pictures, a smile pinched the side of her lips as she flipped through the folder of a collection of her and her best friend, Melissa;the sight of her made her blush. She stared at a photo of Melissa for a moment and observed what she looked like that evening the picture was taken; the tight dress that she wore revealed the slender form and curves of her body and her hair was down in curls that draped over her shoulders. A sigh escaped her lips as she shook her head. Beautiful. She thought to herself. No, this is not right. She's your best friend and friends aren't suppose to fall for best friends. Another sigh escaped her lips once more for her thoughts were true. It was a terrible secret of hers that she kept private from her friend; one that she would be embarrassed to reveal. Friends are suppose to tell other friends their secrets right? Well, there was more than just one that Cecilia hid from her bbf.

As she continued to flip through the photographs, another photo of her friend came up; making her eyes widened. It showed her friend holding a drink though her cleavage was showing. Cecilia felt herself licking her lips as she started at her picture; her lower half tinkled lightly and she felt herself become hard. Unlike other girls, and unknown to her friend, Cecilia contained an organ that other girls would cock their brows at; she had a penis. A feeling of discomfort shot through her body which made her twitch as her penis was becoming harder as she stared longer at the photograph. Leaning up, she took the laptop from the top of the bed and went down to the floor, unzipping her pants before she took a seat. Looking in her mirror of her walk through closet, she noted the bulge that stuck out from under her panties. Cecilia felt as though what she had wasn't something special and she knew damn well that girls weren't suppose to have such an organ. She felt like a freak though she learned to except her little 'gift.' She could remember the day when she hit puberty for the first time and her first erection. Confusion and fear filled her thoughts as she wasn't sure what to do with it; she felt as though she know had to live her life as male and did just that. While she had decent control over her erections, unlike her male friends, nowadays it seemed as though everything and everyone turned her on and the urge to masturbate was unbearable; especially when she was around Melissa.

Gently pulling down her panties and throwing them to the side, she allowed her hard, throbbing dick to become erect; removing her top and bra as well. She sat down in front of her computer, making the photographs of her friend smaller as she surfed the Internet; soon after, she clicked the link to her favorite porn site and played a random video. As she watched, her dick became harder and the need to relieve herself was time. Spreading her legs apart slightly, she ran her right hand slowly down her body, caressing the tip of her dick as her left hand rubbed her nipple; allowing a gentle groan to escape her lips. Gripping her dick, she slid her hand up and down in a slow motion though increased in speed as the sex scene in the porn became rougher. As she masturbated, her eyes shifted to the computer screen as it wasn't so much the porn she was masturbating too; it was the photograph of Melissa that was shown at the corner of the screen. Her dick tinkled and throbbed in excitement as she progressed forward, a bead of sweat trickled down the side of her face. Moaning and panting lightly, she trusted her thighs in the air; feeling herself about to cum. As the porn was coming to a conclusion, she was as well; her hand moved faster and faster and soon she felt herself burst. White, hot liquids shot from the tip of her penis, splattering onto the computer screen, ironically on the photo of her friend, she allowed her friend's name to slip her lips as she came to her climax. She sighed after the released, licking the sticky goo from her fingers; an unhealthy she found of hers after she was done. Sighing in contentment, she stood up from the floor and reminded herself to clean up the mess; but for now she had to take a shower.

After her shower, Cecilia moved down into the kitchen; her high heels clicked upon the floor stairs. Her red hair was in tight curls that bounced gently up and down as she walked; a purple colored dress completely her look as it's tightness clung to her body showing off her full figure. Cecilia made sure that she hid her little secret was well as she could and that if glanced at, no one would have figured she had a dick. Glancing at the clock, it read five before six; she sighed as she knew Melissa would be here any moment. As she started at the clock, the thought her friend's name made her frown though it seemed to warm her heart. She knew that this crush was going to have be told but she was afraid to what Melissa might say. She could not just sit around and wait anymore as the secret was eating her up inside; she knew perhaps now the timing was right and the only way to know if the feelings were neutral was to ask. If she found out that Melissa was feeling the same way about her, she would be able to take a sigh of relief and stop betting herself up; it her reaction was the opposite to what she expected well..she just hoped their long running friendship wouldn't be jeopardized. Only time could tell.
 
Melissa (is ecchi, not hentai)

This wasn't a date.

Melissa kept telling herself that. Repeated it, over and over again. Because maybe, just maybe, if she said it a few more times, she'd stop thinking and acting like it was. It couldn't be, after all. Because Cecilia was her best friend, her best female friend. Two girls simply didn't go on dates with one another. Well, they did, but two girls like Melissa and Cecilia didn't. They also didn't have warm fuzzy thoughts about one another, or start wondering what the other one looked like naked. They especially didn't nurture crushes for the better part of a year.

When exactly had Melissa known it was something more? She tried to think of it, to wrack her brain for this oh so crucial bit of information. Nothing immediately came to mind. It wasn't as if she one day looked over at the redhead and went "yum, I want a piece of that." It had built slowly, with stolen glances and slight dirty thoughts. Melissa had caught herself licking her lips when Clarissa talked about a new lipstick. She squirmed a bit with jealousy whenever they talked about boys. Shopping for clothing took on a whole new level of interesting. It got so bad when trying on dresses that Melissa had nearly thought she'd have to masturbate. The poor boys she dated never did quite understand. Melissa almost felt sorry for them.

Now she stood outside the doorway to her friend's house, remembering the last time she'd seen on her car's clock: five till six. Normally Melissa would probably arrive late. It was a miracle of planning, and thanks partially to helpful roommates, that Melissa had made it on time. Even better than making it on time: Melissa looked damn good. Her black hair had been pulled into a high ponytail, the strands drifting onto her back. A black silk ribbon tied the hair in place. Only a few key strands were allowed to fall, for "framing." A slinky white dress clung to the girl's curves, almost putting her bosom on display. Melissa had always complained that her chest was just big enough to get in the way and just small enough not to attract any attention. Now the silky fabric of her dress clung to them. Normally Melissa wouldn't wear a dress to a "nondate." Secretly, however, she wanted this to count as a date. She wanted Cecilia to go "wow." She wanted the other girl to kiss her. To tell her that,yes, she loved and wanted her.

No.

This was a nondate. They were friends. They would go out, eat food, come home, eat more junk food till Melissa felt as fat as a stuffed pig, and they would pass out on the couch. They would not kiss. They would not make out on the front porch. They would not have hot, passionate sex on Cecilia's bed, making love till they both screamed their joy so loud the neighbors would here.

"There's something wrong with you, girl," muttered Melissa. She sighed. Best to get started. Not a date though. Definitely not a date. Those butterflies in her stomach were completely unnecessary. Taking a deep, bracing breath, Melissa opened the door.

"Hey, Cecilia!" she called, stepping inside. "You'd better be ready, because I'm hungry and I don't want to have to wait because you can't get your hair exactly the way you oh, my, God you look amazing."

Obviously Melissa had caught sight of Cecilia mid-rant. She tried to control herself, but it was hard when the redhead wore a dress like that, with her hair like that, with her lips looking tempting. Immediately Melissa felt like a heel, and she tugged at the hem of her dress. Too short. And her hair looked horrible up. why hadn't she worn it down like Cecilia? Or curled it? Damn it! She should have curled her hair. Cecilia looked smoking hot, and Melissa just looked like she was trying to hard. This was so going to be a horrible... nondate.
 
Aside from the soft, almost inaudible tick-tick- tick from the kitchen clock, silence filled the room. It appeared that Cecilia was lost, trapt within her thoughts as she waited for Melissa's arrival anxiously. A mist seemed to glaze over her eyes as she was looking off into space. The mere image of her friend was trap within her brain and there was no way of getting her out. Just the mere mention of her name made her sigh in a soft, dream like state. It was impossible for her not to think about anything but Melissa for everything around her reminded her some way or another about the girl; everything from the couch, to the kitchen, and to even her room where they would go up there and spend the entire night just spilling their hearts out about boys, shopping, and every secret they held, it was impossible not to think about her.

At the sudden sound of her friend's voice, it appeared to be the key to snap her out of her thoughts. She jumped slightly and held her chest for the shock seemed to almost give her a heart attack. "Damn it Melissa," she snapped. "Haven't you ever heard of knocking?" Her expression softened slightly as she looked at her friend. If she was to be mad at anyone it should be herself; perhaps it was because of the fact that she left the door open the entire time, allowing entrance for anyone to come in. She knew she should lock the door from time to time but it was the idea she kept in her head that one no in their right mind would come in and harm her anytime soon. "Sorry.." she muttered under her breath in an apologetic way, though apologies weren't necessary. At the compliment from her friend, she felt her cheeks warm up as she began to blush. Staring at Melissa for a moment, she looked away and laughed it off, rolling her eyes. "Aw, thanks. You don't like half bad yourself." she said with a smirk. "Considering we're just going out to dinner, I'd say we over did ourselves just a tad bit, no?" she asked with a smile.

It appeared as though great minds thought alike when it came to the short dress department. Her eyes examined her friend's evening attire; finding that perhaps white dress was the best looking thing she had ever seen on her friend. "I like your dress," she said with a smile. "It really compliments your.. figure" she hesitated for a moment. "Eyes," she said after another long moment's pause. Yes, that's right. Her eyes. She thought to herself. "Before we go, I just have to head to bathroom and put some finishing touches on my make-up," she said with a grin. A girl's got to look her best, especially if she was going to try to impress her friend; though not wanting to make it seem obvious. "If you want," she began as she walked away from her heading towards the bathroom "You can grab a little something from the fridge to hold you over. Of course if you're that hungry," she said with a smirk. She stopped so both their backs were turned towards each other. Feeling as though she could not wait for her friend's response, her eyes shifted and met her friend's ass. Another reason to like her in that dress. Shacking her head, she quietly continued on to the bathroom.

Looking at her self in the bathroom mirror, she allowed a gentle sigh to escape her lips. "Oh Melissa," she thought aloud. Why did it feel as though her friend was tempting her so? Did she know that she had feelings for her and thus, she was playing around with her? Surely, her love for her wasn't obvious and she made it as such. She shook her head. It was helping her current situation with the dress that she was wearing. The thought of her friend made her throb lightly under her dress and she bit her lower lip gently. "No, not here. As sure as hell not now," she whispered. Though she calmed herself, she wasn't going to take lightly to the situation; she knew that tonight was perhaps going to be the hardest night for her in the sense of controlling her urges. She knew, that once she told her friend, that she could relax and no longer would should put herself through hell. Remembering what she came in here for, she quickly applied some red lipstick that brought out her soft lips and some mascara; she ever went out of her way to push her breasts up a bit to show some cleavage. Of coarse, she didn't do it in intently, she figured if she was going to play the game of normal girl going out with her friend looking for some cute guys, she might as well act the part. Smiling to herself and nodding her head in approval, she flipped the light switch off and walked out of the room.

She smirked as she found her friend right where she left her; catching herself examining her friend once more. "Now that I'm all freshened up, we can go now Miss Impatient," she said with a joking grin. "Unless you would like to freshen up yourself. I didn't expect you to actually be on time," she said with a smile. Glancing over towards the clock, she nodded to herself slightly. "You have some time. I reserved the place for six thirty. If you hurry, we'll make it in time," she added.
 
"Nope, never heard of knocking before in my life. What is it, exactly?" teased Melissa. She stuck her tongue out at Cecilia, resisting the urge to blow a raspberry. Was it just Melissa projecting her own feelings, or did her friend seem nervous? They'd gone out clubbing and such from time to time. Usually they filled the time between finishing their makeup and heading to the club with chatter about boys or whatever. Now though, they were both flitting about.

Did they both overdo it? Melissa studied her friend, noting those sleek curve wrapped up so deliciously in purple. Both looked dressy, sexy, classy. Melissa might consider it overdoing it, you know, if it wasn't a date. Which it wasn't. Which meant they had. Overdone it that is.

Melissa jerked her eyes away from Cecila's waist, meeting her friends eyes. A smile spread her lips. "Really, my eyes? I kinda picked it to match my hair. Nice to know it goes with everything though. Hate for it to clash with my lips or something."

The girl giggled a bit, before moving over to the fridge already. Her stomach had started growling, tossing more in nervousness than actual hunger. She'd bent over to study the contents. The basic were all laid out in nice neat rows, which Melissa spent a few moments disorganizing. the task distracted her, and she was blissfully unaware that her best friend oogled her plump rear so delightfully emphasized by the tight white dress. When Melissa came up, she had a piece of celery sticking out of her mouth, making her look like a rabbit. The chewing made her relax, smile at her friend, feel more at ease.

"About time you were ready. All that work I did to show up early, looking this hot, and you still need work," joked Melissa. Cecilia had cleavage. she'd done something to emphasize her breasts, Melissa just knew it. You did that when you wanted someone to look. But who was supposed to be looking? they were supposed to head out for the two of them. Which meant... no, this wasn't a date. Funny how Melissa kept repeating that.

"I'm good,' she declared. She did reach down to give her own chest an adjustment, obviously not caring that Cecilia stood not ten feet away. Not like her best friend hadn't seen Melissa do last minute bra adjustment before. didn't help that she'd slid into a strapless, frilly thing especially for tonight. Because you want Cecilia to see it and coo, you slut.

"Let's go. wouldn't want to be late for our reservations," Melissa joked again. she bounded forward, dutifully standing by her friend and waiting to follow on out. She was already smiling and bouncy, and the good parts hadn't even started yet.
 
"Oh ha ha," Cecilia snorted as she responded to her joking remark. Her nose wrinkled slightly as she stuck at her tongue. "I'm just taking my time and doing last minute things to keep you waiting. See how you like it," she joked back with a wink. Glancing down at her newly cleavage breasts, catching Melissa's quick glimpse she grinned and poked her cleavage slightly. "Got to look go when having a girl's night out, no?" She said. "Got to get the attention from the men. There is no way two attractive girls like ourselves are going to go out looking this good and not get some attention," she said with playful smirk. Though, the only person's attention I am trying to get is yours. Shacking her head lightly, she grabbed the matching purple clutch off the kitchen table top and made her way towards the door. Rolling her eyes, she looked at her friend bouncing up and down like a hyperactive child. "I swear," she allowed to escape her delicate lips "Sometimes it feels like I'm taking a child out to Chuck E. Cheese instead of an adult, like yourself," she said jokingly and punched Melissa's shoulder lightly.

Before they knew it, both girls arrived at the restaurant. A two story white building stood aside the car; yellow lightly twinkled softly as they covered the entire perimeter of the building. The parking lot was backed with different sized cars as this fancy restaurant was well known in their neighborhood and it seemed as though anyone who was everyone went there; it was by luck that Cecilia finally found a parking spot that was close to the building so they didn't have to walk too far. Putting the car into park, she glanced over at her friend feeling a smile pinch the side of her lips. "Well, I hope your still hungry and whatever you ate at the house didn't make you full," she said. "Tell you this much, I'm starving. Lets go!" she said with a smile and got out of the car. As they walked into the restaurant, they walked under a hunter green canopy that held dangling lights; much like the rest of the building. Audible from the outside, the sound of what seemed to be smooth jazz placed and progressed as they entered the building. It was relaxing to hear the music and set a relaxing, tranquil mood; though perhaps it wasn't the best choice of music when she was telling herself she wasn't interested in her friend and that the atmosphere wasn't one of a date.

Moments after they entered the building and she told the greeter her name, they were seated immediately. "Thank you," she said with a gentle smile and was told that their waiter was to come soon. Sitting across from her friend, she smiled lightly; her pearly whites glistened under the lights. Unlike her kitchen lighting, it seemed as though this light illuminated her friend, allowing every bit of her sparkle. She looked even more beautiful than she did before, though Cecilia didn't think that possible. A mental smile was plastered onto her brain as the image of her friend was locked in her soft orbs. Breath taking. She thought to herself. Absolutely stunning. Shacking her head and glancing that the menu for a moment, she looked back at Melissa. "So Mel," she said with a grin. "It feels like it's been forever since we last saw each other." Well, if you called the day after yesterday forever than yes. She thought to herself though she knew perhaps something happened to her friend during the time they didn't see each other; a time in her life that pained her for she couldn't see her love. What have you been up to?" she asked with a cocked head. "You never told me what happened on that date with that Billy kid," she added making for light conversation. She snorted to herself as she mentioned the boy's name. Perhaps she was envious of the males that actually had feelings towards her friend and weren't afraid of showing or perhaps it was the idea of her love being taken away from her every time Melissa went on a date that made her worried and at the same time sick to her stomach. Truth is, she couldn't blame the other guys. Who wouldn't pass off an offer of going on a date with Melissa, after all, she was an attractive person.
 
Cecilia's tongue was met with an outstretched copy, Melissa always willing to act as immature as possible. She also smirked, just resisting the urge to make snide comments on how the reason Cecilia's few boy-toys ran for the hills was because of her making them wait. They both knew better. Generally Cecilia led the few boys that actually bothered on for a while, only to dump them before things got to serious. As far as Melissa knew, her friend was still a virgin.

"Right, because you're so mature yourself," retorted Melissa. She took another bite of her celery, studying her friend with her new thoughts in mind. Still a virgin. Someone that hot pranced about and had never had anyone between her legs. Just thinking about it distracted Melissa, keeping her occupied and her mouth shut as they headed out to the car. Eventually she recovered enough to continue her joking banter through the ride. When they at last arrived at the chosen restaurant, Melissa stared out the window. The place looked decidedly fancy, like the kind of place that you took someone when you wanted to wine them and dine them. Usually those evenings ended in bed, with your legs spread. And I think I might actually like that.

Melissa tried to shove naughty lesbian thoughts out of her mind, knowing full well that Cecilia wouldn't appreciate them. instead she retorted to her best friend's comments. "Hey, I ate like three pieces of celery. I'm not a rabbit," no, she was just nervous. Hence why she kept fidgeting slightly, and couldn't help but think that she looked ridiculously plain next to her friend. Seriously, Cecilia should be on a magazine cover or something.

They'd taken a seat at the restaurant, handling the basic orders and business before taking menus. While Cecilia stared at the entrees, Melissa stared at her. Her mind conjured a beautiful picture: her friend, sprawled on silken sheets, red hair spread in a fan around her, wearing nothing but a set of lace panties. Just thinking about it made Melissa wet her lips. Okay, we've now confirmed that you've got it bad for your friend. You should be very, very ashamed of yourself for ever thinking that. You should also flirt very, very heavily and see what Cecilia does.

"Right, two whole days without seeing each other," agreed Melissa. She pretended to glance at the menu, now openly checking her friend out. This had better not backfire. "I'm sure that you pined for me every second I was gone."

Of course, Cecilia would have to mention something like that. Melissa rolled her eyes, nearly throwing up her hands dramatically. "The guy was a douche. And lousy in bed. Seriously, he had like this tiny little thing and was all 'I'm super sexy, call me daddy.' Some days it's enough to make me want to give up on men entirely."

She turned to the menu, wondering if it was a bad idea to order a large steak around her friend. Why not? This wasn't a date, after all.
 
Cecilia's soft, brown orbs twinkled and danced lightly under the lighting as she watched her friend speak. Though she drifted in and out of the conversation, her attention focused more on her friend's soft, tender lips then the actual conversation, she made sure that she was playing along; nodding her head whenever it was needed. As she stared at her friend's soft lips, she couldn't help but stop herself from watering. They seemed to be calling to her, begging her to be touched and kissed. She just wanted to slid her tongue into her friend's mouth and embrace her as they had their first passionate kiss with each other; she wanted to not only feel her friend's tongue swirl around in her own mouth tasting each other's saliva, but she began to ponder how good her friend with taste in a different sense as well. The temptation to just throw herself across the table and kiss her friend was unbearable. Shacking the thoughts out of her head, she laughed to herself softly.

Coming back to Earth and escaping her head once more, Cecilia seemed to come back just in time to hear how her date went. "Oh believe you me, it was torture without you near me. I was so bored, I had no idea what to do with myself," she replied truthfully. A light smirk drew upon thin lips she noticed her friend's distorted face and the roll of her eyes at the mention of the male's name and how she had to recap the evening's events with him. Hey, you should know better. I always ask about who your dates go. She thought to herself. Rolling her eyes, she shrugged. "Why do you always go for the douche bags?" she asked with a cocked brow though she knew it wasn't her friend's fault. "You know, you should really go for someone that will treat you right and someone you can actually say you're going on a second date with them." she said with a gentle grin. "Not only that but someone who can care for you isn't such an asshole," she added in. Someone like me.. Her teeth scrapped against each other and her cheeks began to flush a light red color at the mention of her friend sleeping with the guy. Though it wouldn't have bothered her in the past, hell she was always be curious to hear about her friend's steamy, sex experiences whenever she slept with someone, this time around it irked her to hear that her friend was sleeping around with other men; it made her actually quite envious of the men that had their luck with her. It was herself that she wished she could be in bed with Melissa; herself and no one else. Sighing sympathetically, she rolled her shoulders into a shrug once more. "Aw, Hun don't say that. Just because you've had a few bad dates doesn't that ended up not exactly as you planned, doesn't mean you should give up on guys just to go ahead and jump the tuna ship just yet," she said with a straight face, though she couldn't help but smile.
 
Melissa had to tell herself not to try too openly to check out Cecilia. Though the brunette could almost swear that the other girl's eyes were locked on her lips. Just thinking about it made her want to drink something. To wet her lips and possibly play with them. Oh, she could even let her tongue snake out and lick them. In fact, Melissa caught herself doing just that, though she immediately stopped when she realized just what she was doing.

Gah, you're acting like a randy skank on a date with an incredible hottie... so, actually not that far from the truth, but still. Melissa smirked at Ceclia's comments. "I don't always fall for douches. Remember back in sophomore year? There was Nathan, the sweetie. And Josh, though he turned out to be gay," very, very gay. Which probably explained why he'd treated Melissa so well. Not that she was about to complain, what with the direction her recent thoughts seemed to be heading.

"I've been on plenty of second dates. Far more than you," teased Melissa. She let her hand curl around the glass of water so thoughtfully provided by their hostess. This proved to be another way for Melissa to wet her lips, not to mention leaving a slight ring of lipstick around the edge of the glass. If only she could afford stuff that didn't wear off so fast. Oh well, it was still serving its purpose for now.

Melissa's eyes left the glass to travel back to her friend's face. Jump to the tuna ship, eh? And Cecilia had to struggle to keep a straight face as she said it. Didn't a lot of girls their age experiment anyway? "Oh, come on. Don't tell me you haven't thought about trying it. you see a hot girl strutting around in, say, a skimpy white dress, all the boys eyes glued to her. And you think to yourself: 'wonder what it would be like...'"

A smile curved Melissa's lips as she finished. Of course, the waitress picked just that moment to arrive, standing patiently to the side and asking for orders. Melissa quickly gave hers, picking a rather large steak cooked medium rare. Not like Cecilia hadn't seen Melissa pig out before. And she really, really wanted that meat.

Who knows, maybe she'd need the energy for later.
 
Her eyes widened slightly as she saw her friend lick her lips; she quickly glanced away as though she hadn't noticed. Very sexy. She thought to herself, over looking that fact that perhaps her actions indicated that her friend perhaps did have feelings for her. A roll of her eyes were given as she retaliated her friend's comment with a snort. "I can't really recall those two guys. Maybe that's because they didn't leave that much of impression on me," she said with a shrug. "I guess I only remember the douches that hurt you. I slightly remember Josh though. I could have even told you the guy was gay but I didn't want to hurt your feelings," she said with a laugh. Her laughter soon cut short and a glare replace her one joking expression. Though her friend was only teasing with her, the idea of never having a second date hit her hard; it was a sensitive topic to her, one that she felt that because she never had more than just a first date, it made her worthless, unwanted, and unloved in the eyes of the other gender. She flashed back to the the time when she went out with perhaps the cutest guy she had ever seen, Matt. He was lean, muscular perhaps everything she ever dreamed of. It seemed to her as though she hit it off right then and there; she even went as far as staying up the entire night waiting for his phone call so they can make plans for their second date only to be crushed to find out he never called. But then again, who would go out on a second date with a girl who they found out has a something bulging out of her pants when he turned her on; the idea of a girl having a dick seemed to freak other guys out apparently.

She remained silent for a moment and relieved a heavy sigh; biting her lower lip gently to hold back the salty tears that fought to form in her eyes. She shrugged the painful memory back into the back of her brain for she wasn't going to let such a memory ruin the remainder of the night with her friend. "Well, let's just say second dates come easier on your part than for mine," she muttered breaking her silence and ending that topic of conversation right then and there. Pondering over her friend's next question, she was hesitant to answer. In truth, it was true. She'd be lying if she said that a thought such like that had never crossed her mind but for her sake, it seemed as though going with girls was the only alternative lifestyle. Shrugging her shoulders, she parted her lips to speak after a moment of hesitation. "No, not at all," she said confidently. She found it strange however, that the girl Melissa described in the scenario sounded an awfully like herself; or was it only she who thought that? Narrowing her eyes, she glanced over at the waitress and listened to her friend order. "Well, you were quick to order such an expensive meal like that," she whispered softly in a teasing way. "But that's fine. I'm not the one that's paying," she added with a smirk and stuck out her tongue quickly.

After placing her order, a chicken parmesan meal with a diet coke on the side, Cecilia was surprised to see how fast their meals had arrived. The aromas of both her meal and Melissa's seemed to mix together and enter her nares, making her water lightly. "Mmm..smells good," she said with a nod of approval. Glancing over at her friend's meal, knowing that she would steal some of her steak just to have a taste, she grinned. "Well dig in," she said as she dove in greedily. What a gruesome display of gluttonous behavior as she dove into her food; if it wasn't just her friend, she'd be embarrassed by the way she was eating.

So much for looking not only classy but the sexy factor while she ate.
 
The watery eyes didn't go unnoticed by Melissa, who almost immediately began flogging herself. Stupid, stupid, stupid of her to mention something like that. Yes, it might have been normal banter for the two girls, exactly what they would have usually talked about . But this was clearly not just a normal setting. That was becoming more and more apparent as the night went on. Yet here was Melissa, shoving her foot as far into her mouth as she could manage it. Already she wanted to slink under the table and just gnaw on her steak till this whole thing was over and done.

"You are so lyi--- wait, what?" Melissa started, blinking. She had to pay for herself? Well, there went half the fun of ordering something large like that. But, still, Melissa had a sneaking suspicion that her friend had been lying about not at least thinking about other girls that way. Everyone had to have thoughts like that. either that or Melissa was one huge, weird, nymphomaniac. Well, actually, that was entirely possible.

The food arrived though, cutting off Melissa's dark thoughts. It was awfully hard to have a pity party when a beautiful piece of beef sat on a plate, just waiting for your consumption. Melissa heartily agreed with Cecilia's statement, then began digging into her meat with fervor. Apparently neither girl saw any point in pretending to be dainty or sexy, not among friends. It made it a good deal easier for Melissa to relax, and she felt the banter returning.

"You really should have gotten the steak," said Melissa. "It's so much better than anything chicken. Here," she extended her fork, a piece of well cut meat on the end, "go ahead and try it. Come on, you know I don't have any diseases. Well, none that you're going to get from eating after me, anyway."

Another grin.
 
Liar? Me? No way! She thought to herself. But yet here she was, having feelings for her friend, examining her like a hungry predator, and even beginning to think of how beautiful she must be naked, how well she performs in bed and the how she'd scream her name as the night progressed on. If she continued with having such thoughts, she knew that both secrets would be revealed before she even got around to explain. "You heard me," she teased.

She stopped stuffing her mouth for a moment as her eyes glanced up slightly. Well, there's no point of stealing the piece of meat now. She thought as the tender piece of steak was within eye level of her. Whipping her mouth free of an red sauce in a dainty manner, a smile spread upon her lips. "Whatever you say, Melissa. You have your own preferences. I'd say the chicken was better but we'll see about that," she said. Brows lifted slightly as worry lines began to crease her forehead. "I really hope you're just kidding about the disease part," she thought aloud though she managed to slip her thoughts out loud. Leaning over the table just slightly enough she her mouth was close to the piece of meat, she opened her mouth and closed it around the fork. Slowly, she grinding her teeth against the fork as she slid the tender meat off of the pointed ends of the fork.

Leaning back into the seat, her hand covering over her mouth as she chowed, she could help with giggle. Swallowing hard, she took a slip of her drink to wash down any remainder of meat that was in her mouth, placing the glass back down with a nod of approval. "Alright, I'll admit; that was pretty good," she said with a smile. "Wanna try some of mine?" she offered, her arm extended out already with the piece of poultry attached at the other end of the fork.
 
For a few moments, Melissa pretended to be upset about having to pay for her own meal. She'd at least thought far enough ahead to slip a charge card into her friend's purse. Too often Melissa just flirted or begged for other people to pay her way, but she'd learned the hard way that it wouldn't work too often on Cecilia. Hence the card.

Odd, but watching the other girl eat the meat was almost... sensual. Melissa definitely caught herself staring down her friend's dress, admiring the display of cleavage. Some part of her still judged her friend's bust against her own, with no small satisfaction. Nonetheless, eyeballing "the girls' certainly proved pleasant enough. Then there was the actual eating. At least Cecilia hadn't moaned as she'd ate, else Melissa might have started giggling or, worse, gotten excited. Instead she watched with satisfaction as her friend chewed.

"Told you," she said, tapping her plate twice with her fork. The girl certainly knew how to pick good food. So did Cecilia though, so Melissa certainly wasn't displeased at finding the other's fork heading her way. She also knew this was a perfect opportunity for a little more teasing/flirting. Time to see if the attraction ran at least partially both ways.

Melissa curled her hand around her friends, leaning in deeply. She knew the white dress would dip slightly, showing off her impressive bust, cupped in that strapless bra she was suddenly glad she'd purchased. Very carefully, she leaned down, wrapping her lips around the fork and sliding off. A pleased moan escaped her as she leaned back, pressing her fingers to her lips. Smiling, she even finished by licking off the tips of her fingers.

"Definitely good, and that sauce was incredible. Still, I have the better meat, don't you think?" she asked, already beginning to saw at her steak again.
 
Now who would have ever thought eating chicken could be so damn sexy?

The touch of her friend's soft hand made a shiver run down her back and she felt her cheeks heat up as she caught herself blushing. The glance down her dress by her friend didn't go unnoticed as soon she too found herself copying her friend's action; though she seemed to fail as she attempted to accomplish such a feat in a nonchalant way. Her eyes seemed as though they were glued to her friend's chest; no matter how much she wanted to look away, it seemed as though she just couldn't. It was just painfully obvious that she was looking. Snapping out of her trance, her eyes widened to hear her friend moan; her eyes quickly darted off to the side as though she was no looking at the couple next to them a few tables back. It seemed as though the sound of the moan made her blush anymore and by then, her face was as red as a freshly picked apple. After a moment of silence and collecting herself, she shook her head slowly. "Well..glad you enjoyed it then," she said with a smile catching her voice crack as she spoke. Well, the girl sure does love her meat doesn't she? She thought to herself with a visible grin as she watched her friend cut into the steak. That's a good thing on my part then. "Ha, whatever you say,"she said as she gobbled down the last of piece of evidence of the chicken. "I still think the chicken is the best.

After both Melissa and herself had finished their dinner and the waitress took their empty plates, she went through her clutch to pay the bill. Though she said she would keep to her word for making her friend pay the bill, she felt as though since it was her idea in the first place to take her out to dinner, she would pay reluctantly. Her brows cocked upward as she noticed the card, kicking herself for not catching her friend in the act; though it was worthless now seeing how the act was done. Sneaky. She thought to herself. Shooting a glance to her friend, she took the card out of her bag and slid it over to her friend; returning it to its rightful owner. "Though I was somewhat serious about you paying for the dinner, I'll pay this time around," she said with a smile. "Besides it was my idea to take you out tonight, no?" she added. Fishing through her clutch one more time looking for the exact change, she played the money into the check folder and stood up; fixing her dress as she did so. "Ready to go?" she asked. I sure as hell am. In truth, she was anxious to get home.

She had a feeling that the night was only about to begin.
 
Either Cecilia had the hots for Melissa, or the brunette was better at this flirting thing than even she'd thought. She'd tried to be nonchalant about it, but she'd watched her friend's every reaction. Those eyes staring at her breasts. The near tingle from the touch. And, most importantly, the beet red blush that spread over her friend's features now.

"Jeez, Cecilia, you look as red as your hair," teased Melissa, still not able to pass up an opportunity like that. She made quick work of her steak, quite obviously enjoying herself. Her foot just might have rubbed against poor Cecilia's leg at a few junctures, and she just might have made a few more suggestive comments here and there. Completely innocent comments on the surface, of course, but you didn't have to go mining to figure things out.

The card came out, and Melissa's grin broadened. Nothing like making sure that you had a good excuse. She palmed it as her friend gave it back, making it disappear into somewhere. Doubtless the redhead would find it again in whatever purse the girl took along. Melissa couldn't help it; she hated carrying her own purse. She just didn't see the point, at least until they actually got old enough to drink. Besides, when else was she going to use those dreaded "Magic Camp" skills?

Her eyebrows did raise as Cecilia offered to pay. Yep, this was a date, and Cecilia was taking the part of the guy. "Aww, thanks Cici," chipred Melissa. "You sure know how to treat a girl nice."

She slid out of her seat, adjusting her dress as well. This was definitely going to be one interesting sleepover, that was for certain. Judging by the looks and casual comments, they were going to "experiment" before the night was through. Even flirty Melissa, who'd nearly been throwing herself at poor Cecilia, felt her heart thumping in her chest. Nerves made her resort to the flirting, touching, and babbling.

"I'm ready whenever you are," she said. she couldn't help but smile and wink.
 
"It must be hot in or something," she said as she responded to her observation. The only thing hot there that she knew for certain was Melissa. Shacking her head, she allowing a smile to pass her lips. "Your welcome, Mel. No problem," she said. "Like I said, I feel like I should be the one paying for the dinner. But just so you know, next time your going to pay, regardless if it was my idea or yours to go out," she quickly added with a grin. Though she was the one that had paid, she hoped Melissa didn't think it was nothing more than just common courtesy and nothing more. Watching her friend adjust her dress as well, she smiled her and nodded her head lightly. "Let's get going then," she said. The time for some real fun was waiting.

It seemed as though the drive home was actually shorter then the drive to the restaurant. Perhaps it was the hopeful happenings of the evening that made the ride shorter, for she was excited to see what would happen. Tonight was going to be the night that her secrets were going to be revealed and she knew that once she told them, that would be a heavy load not only off her chest but her conscious as well. She just hoped that the evening would all go according to planned and it was to be a night they would soon remember together. Stepping upon the front porch of her house, she fumbled for the house keys. And this is way I keep the door open. She thought to herself as the hassle for looking for the keys was what got on her nerves. After minutes of fumbling, she finally received them and unlocked the door; opening it to allow her friend to enter first.

Kicking her heels off as they were being to dig into her skin, she made her way across the room into the kitchen; throwing the her purse and keys upon the tabletop. Glancing over at Melissa, she smiled. "Make yourself comfortable. I'm going to go ahead and get changed. In the mean time, you can pop some popcorn for the movie," she said with a smile. "Popcorn's in the cabinet and the butter's in the fridge if you want to add some more," she added, almost stating the obvious, as she began to walk up the stairs to her room. As if she didn't know that already. She thought to herself. Once in her room, she opened her closet drawer, searching for the perfect pajamas to wear. It seemed as though she wanted to impress her friend, though without wanted to try too hard or making it obvious that she liked her. Hmm..what kind of sexy lingerie do I have? She pondered to herself, though quickly shacking her head knowing that if she walked down the stairs in nothing but a skimpy PJ, Melissa would know that something was up; but then again, perhaps it would turn in her and the thought of teasing her friend didn't hurt. Heaving a sigh, she decided against going sexy and settled with Pajama pants with a matching tank top; though she did go without wearing a bra. Besides, it wasn't a surprise to find Cecilia not wearing a bra when she went to bed and there were countless sleepovers that her sleeping bra less wasn't a surprise. She a smile, she turned the lights off of her room and headed down the stairs to meet her friend once more.

The aroma of popcorn filled the air she reached the bottom of the staires; making lick her lips as she began to water lightly. Moving towards the family room, she was pleased to see her friend sitting on the couch, awaiting her arrival; the light from the tv flickered and danced off of her friend's face, giving her face a soft, glowing effect. She stared at her friend for a moment with a smile pasted upon her own lips the entire time. "Mmm..smells good" she said a she broke the slight silence. Shacking her head, she moved behind the couch to the rack that held her DVD collections. "Hmm..let's see," she said tapping her chain as she contemplated as what movie they were to watch. With her back turned towards her head, she leaned down a little bit to get a closer look at the DVD's located on the bottom shelf; her round, shaped ass stuck up in the air slightly and the outline of her thong showed slightly through her pants as she leaned down. A light grin twisted upon her lips before parting them once more to speak. "Hm, I don't know what I'm in the mood for. What would you rather watch, Mel? I'm leaning more towards either a horror, romantic, or romantic comedy movie," she said as she continue to pretend her search. Or maybe a porn? She thought to herself, allowing a silent giggle to escape her lips.
 
"Right, I'll pay next time, for sure," agreed Melissa. At the time she fully intended to as well. There would be a next time, and Melissa would once more sneak her charge card into Cecilia's purse, and once more play dumb right until the other girl insisted. Not like they hadn't done this little dance before.

The drive felt incredibly long to Melissa, as she chattered and teased her way along. Her mind buzzed at the idea that tonight, in only a few short hours, she'd be kissing her best friend, running her hands along that body. It was almost too much for the poor girl, and more than once she was half tempted to just jump Cecilia in the car. But they had to play this cool, to keep moving along, keep acting like they hadn't been staring at each other all night. seemed almost silly to Melissa, but it had its degree of fun as well.

Melissa slid inside, after making certain that her own overnight bag had been dragged somewhere first. Her shoes nearly went flying, landing in a heap fairly close to Cecilia's door. First act done, time for a costume change. First though, Melissa rolled her eyes and waved off her friend. Like the brunette wouldn't start popcorn for the movie. If Melissa would name one problem with herself, it was that she never seemed to want to stop eating. One boyfriend had the gall to joke that Melissa's eating habits must be why her breasts were so nice and her hips were so rounded. That guy had wound up dumped soon enough.

While the popcorn popped, Melissa studied her clothing. There was some temptation in simply lying on the couch wearing the skimpy underthings she had under the dress. But that might scare Cecilia, and the girl was already acting skittish. No, Melissa would have to continue playing normal. She slid into a pair of baby blue pajama pants, complete with little flowers, and a white and blue top. The girl certainly didn't bother with undergarments, as she was supposed to be getting comfortable. She did adjust her ponytail so her hair wouldn't be jabbing the back of her head when she plopped on the couch.

Melissa started in on the popcorn, popping it away as she studied the DVD collection. They'd seen most of those movies before, though it surprised Melissa to see that Cecilia had apparently been shopping lately. She'd been half tempted to start sneaking around and seeing if there was some girl on girl porn stashed away, when her friend suddenly spoke. Melissa nearly jumped out of her chair. she did whirl around to stick her tongue out at Cecilia in her most mature fashion.

Cecilia bent over, and Melissa's eyes went to the thong as though they'd been magnetized to do so. A thong. Cecilia was wearing a thong. You only wore a thong when you wanted someone to stare at you, and you wanted someone to see it. Well, that or you didn't want to show creases in tight pants, but that clearly wasn't the case here. Worse, it reminded Melissa of her currently "commando" position, and she squirmed slightly on the couch. maybe she should have opted to at least wear the panties from earlier.

"Um, yeah," the girl said, momentarily disheveled. "Let's go for a romantic comedy. I kinda want something sweet and funny, ya know?"

With kissing. Preferably lots of it. Kissing scenes always made you want to kiss your date. Though Melissa wasn't certain Cecilia would want to kiss her now lipstickless, probably salty lips.
 
That wasn't exactly what she had in mind but at least the word romance was in it.

Hearing her friend's choice, she heaved a gentle sigh and nodded her head in a reluctant approval. "Sounds good with me," she said as she grabbed a random movie of that genre off the rack; it didn't matter as to what movie it was for chances are they probably watched more than once together. Besides, if all goes according to plan, the significance of the movie wasn't necessary. Making her way over towards the DVD player, she quickly opened it and popped the DVD inside, assuming her position right next to her friend on the couch. Her eyes darted her friend's way and a smile creased her lips as she the movie began to play.

Within minutes of getting into the movie, it seemed as though her attention wasn't veered towards the movie itself, but her friend. She watched with a tiny smile pasted on her lips as Melissa watched the movie; her eyes flickering with color though her eyes seemed to travel more towards her lips. Soon. She thought to herself. Catching herself licking her own lips, she shook her head and reached for the popcorn that sat on her Melissa's lap. She blushed lightly as her hand touches hers as they were going for the popcorn at the same time; the familiar touch of her soft skin made her shutter. Allowing a lightly smile to press upon her lips, she took her hand back and ate the popcorn. Taking the bowl from her friend's lap and placing it on the tabletop, lowered her head on her friend's lap and curled up into a ball lightly; relaxing as she continued to pretend to watch the movie.

(ooc- sorry if this isn't the best xD; i've been busy lately so my muse isn't all right there.)
 
{that's fine. it's good that you were even able to post}

The movie was one that they'd both seen, seen together even. which just meant that Melissa could pay less attention to the movie and more attention to the girl sitting next to her. Cecilia looked adorable in her pajamas, not to mention the recent memory of the thong. Of course, that served only to remind Melissa of her own "commando" status, and she shifted on the couch. she really should have kept something on. Wasn't the first time she'd had that thought though.

When the movie started, it did get some of Melissa's attentions. She watched as the credits rolled and the opening began, laughing lightly to herself. The popcorn moved between her lips in a mechanical fashion. It gave her something to do, and the girl was always up for eating something. Several times she licked her lips to remove salt or butter from them. This only added to their shininess and overall appeal, to be sure. So that when Cecilia looked, she'd see them glistening in the dim light. All that, and it wasn't even something that Melissa had planned!

Their hands touched. Melissa looked down, seeing the blush on Cecilia's cheeks. So adorable, especially when she was trying so hard. then again, Melissa was trying almost as hard herself. When Cecilia moved the popcorn, however, Melissa yelped, almost reaching for it. she certainly complained slightly. The complaints died as Cecilia lowered her head to Melissa's lap. For a few seconds, all the brunette could do was sit and stare. They'd done that before, sure. Snuggled off and on all the time. But they hadn't done it since Melissa had been... well, aware of things. She found her hand stroking her friend's hair.

A kiss on the cheek would be fine, wouldn't it?

Melissa bent over, lightly touching her lips to her friend's cheek. One sweet, short kiss. Nothing more, nothing less. But still Melissa felt her cheeks burn slightly as she raised her head to focus back on the movie.

"Sorry, couldn't help it," she responded. "You just look so adorable like that."

And kissing her lips sounded even more tempting. But they could work up to that. Tempting though it was to just start making out on the couch...
 
Her eyes grew heavy and a smile was pasted upon her maw as the stroking of her hair seemed to relax the girl ; though it made her feel vulnerable at the same time. It felt as though she was an innocent child whose mother was stroking her hair to calm her down from whatever feared her. Not only did she feel innocent but at the same time, she felt loved; the affection she was receiving from her friend was far more affection she had had even received from anyone and she was grateful for that. For once in her life, she felt loved. For once the empty piece of her, the piece that she felt as though she had been missing all her life because of her secret was finally being filled in and complete; it was Melissa, of all people, who was filling the emptiness she felt that was just fine with her. At that time, Cecilia had sub came to her heavy eyes as her head rested upon her friend's lap; a soft moan escaped her lips as her friend continued to stroke her though she covered it with a gentle sigh.

From the moment her eyes closed, they shot open and widened from her friend's next action; though brown orbs twinkled lightly. She felt her friend's soft lips touch gently upon her cheeks, making her blush; that sudden kiss, while unexpected, was just what she needed. It seemed as though her worries for liking her friend disappeared as that one little kiss proved that Melissa had feeling towards her as well. Or at least that's what she convinced herself. A gentle laugh escaped her lips as she listened to her friend's apology, shacking her head lightly. "No need to be sorry Mel," she said softly, the twinkle in her eyes remained. Gently, she lifted her head off of her friends lap and slid herself closer to Melissa; within a moment, she found herself sitting on Melissa's lap so they were face to face. There was no time for staling and it was clear she had to come out quickly; weather she was coming on to fast, she didn't care. She just wanted her friend to know how she really felt. Looking into her friend's eyes, she smiled softly. "Melissa - I..." she hesitated for a moment, biting her lower lip. Go for it. She thought to herself. "I know this is going to sound weird but, lately I've been having strong feelings for you," she started once again. Cut to the chase! Her thoughts screamed at her. With a sigh, she parted her lips once more. "I love you," she said.

Those three simple words seem to trigger the girl's raging hormones. Without a second thought, she wrapped her arms around the back of her friend's neck and leaned in closer so their lips were close. With a moment of hesitation, she went in for a kiss. Her tongue dove into her friend's mouth roughly. Swirling her tongue around in her friends mouth, playfully fighting with her own, she closed her eyes as she took in this what seemed to appear precious moment in her life. As embarrassing a fact it may have been, this was Cecilia's first kiss though she was glad it was someone that she loved. She continued to kiss her friend, she took unwrapped her arm's from around the back of her friend's neck, allowing her right hand to travel down her friend's body. Her finger's trailed down her friend's body slowly, making note of the curves of her figure. Before long, she found her hand trailing down to the area's in between her friend's legs. Her heart began to beat faster as her adrenaline began to rush. Slowly and ever so gently, she began to rub Melissa through the thin cloth of her pajama pants.

While she was quick to go in for a kiss, she promised herself that the fun that they were to have with each other now will be taken as slow and playful as possible; a promise she intended to keep.
 
Yes, Melissa loved her friend. Oh, there was your standard love, like what you would naturally have for someone who'd been your bff for years now. But this was something deeper, rooted in hormones and affection. Melissa loved Cecilia. She wanted to kiss her friend, to make her realize that, yes, someone could and did in fact love her in the way she craved. Unfortunately, the brunette knew that she had a tendency to go through partners, and she was slightly worried that she was a horrible match for Cecilia in that regard. It didn't change her feelings, didn't make her want the redhead any less.

Oh, gah, Cecilia was looking at her, that odd twinkle back. Their lips were so close now, so very close. Sinfully close. How Melissa wanted that sin. Her lips parted just thinking of it. So enthralled was she that she nearly missed Cecilia's words. But she heard them. Those sweet words chiming upon the air. It made Melissa flush with excitement, her eyes sparkling. "I love you t--"

Before she could finish her declaration, Melissa found her lips smothered by her friend's. The brunette squealed with happy joy as she eagerly returned the affection. Her hands threaded through red locks, gripping to hold to something. The bracing helped so that her tongue could move, dueling slightly with Cecilia's. Had the redhead even kissed anyone before? She was remarkably good at it: her lips so soft that Melissa wanted to smother them, her tongue just prying enough. Melissa nearly moaned into the kiss.

Then hands were upon her. They moved down Melissa's curves, drawing achingly slow lines. Soon they were between her legs. another pleased squeal tore from Melissa, her legs parting to allow her friend better access. Her throbbing sex already nearly leaped for joy at the girl's light touch. Rubbing, oh, Cecilia was rubbing Melissa through that thin barrier of cloth. Maybe it was a good thing that she hadn't worn any panties.

Melissa broke the passionate kiss, panting and smiling. "You know, I don't usually put out for a first date,' she teased. She moved to kiss her friend's nose, her lips, her chin. "But for you I'll make an exception. Besides," there was a mischievous light to the girl's eyes now, and she let her own hand trial along Cecilia's breasts, "you need a damn good first time. Hopefully I can provide."
 
((I apologize for the long wait. I started my second semester of school and so my time has been preoccupied with that. I'll be on and off from time to time so I'll get to posting whenever I can. I figured I should give you a heads up just in case you were wondering what was taking so long. Also, sorry if the post is crap; my muse isn't all here at the moment. ))

That was it. Cecilia had heard all that she wanted to hear and was satisfied at the result. So her friend did indeed love her; she felt a large weight come off of her shoulders as she heard her friend. Such clarification made her feel better about her self and knowing that she finally had someone to love made her feel even better. A tiny groan escaped her lips and vibrated into her friend's mouth as both the girl's tongues fought passionately with each other; a smile tried to break spread upon her thin lips though she find it impossible to do. Her cheeks turned a vibrate red as her friend spread her legs to allow an easier access at her rubbing, making the red head blush though she wasn't going to complain. Her hand trailed up and down the cloth in a more quickened pace, adding a bit of pressure to the rubbing as she pressed her hand against her friend's throbbing sex through the cloth; continuing to rub her. Her own cock began to twitch in a state of arousal, growing hard and threatening to reveal itself. Her eyes shot open and widened slightly as she felt herself become hard, a gentle moan vibrated in Mel's mouth; while she was trying to keep her thought occupied with other things to calm and contain herself, the image of her friend and the touch of her lips wasn't helping out with her current situation.

As fast as the kiss began, it soon ended; something she knew was going to happen though she didn't think so soon. A string of saliva glistened slightly as it appeared between the two girl's lips as they parted. A gentle sigh escaped her voice box, her lower lip quivered slightly as she glanced into her friend's eyes giving her the 'puppy dog' look; she was visibly upset by the sudden ending of the kiss that she enjoyed so very much though she knew it was just temporary. Her pout quickly disappeared as she listened to her friend's words, her eyes narrowing slightly as she looked away in embarrassment. This was it. She screwed up. She knew she was going too fast and she should have slowed down but the temptation of her lips and the the fact of being sexually deprived had taken control of the girl. Drawing her hand away from her friend's sex, she couldn't help but allow a smile of pity press upon her lips. "I-I'm sorry," she said, her cheeks couldn't have possibly been any more red at this point. "I should have known better," she said. A gentle squeal slipped from her lips as she felt her friend kiss her over finding herself licking the tip of Melissa's nose in response. Who the hell was she kidding? She couldn't resist nor win of fight over the feelings towards her friend; for one thing, Cecilia needed this.

A shiver ran down her spine as she felt the hand trail along her breasts, finding herself mimicking her friend's actions. She smiled softly as she gave a gentle peck to her friend's lips. Biting her lower lip some, she began to gently kiss the side of Melissa's neck; soft lips pressed against the bear skin as she moved down. She pecked lightly on the neck, finding herself sucking on it every so often while her hands trailed down her friend's body and found their way under her shirt. They traveled upwards once more and stopped at Melissa's breasts; gently rubbing and caressing them. Her thumbs moved in a slow, circular motion over her friend's tender nipples as she continued to shower her friend in gentle and teasing kisses.
 
Oh, God, could this be any hotter? Melissa too saw the dangle web of saliva stretching from her mouth to her friends. Indeed, her wide, dark eyes went wider still upon seeing it. Never before had she gotten that turned on by a simple kiss. Only Cecilia could coax such a reaction. Furthermore, the proximity of their bodies, blazing soft flesh against soft flesh nearly threatened to set the coach aflame. Melissa moaned, unable to hold in her own sexual feelings as they mounted ever higher.

Lips continued to blaze moist trails over aching flesh, as Melissa continued her own assault upon her friend. Surely Cecilia couldn't resist the plying kisses as they were placed upon her neck, moving about. A time or two Melissa even drew her friend's flesh between teeth, nibbling delicately. Every good love-making session left its mark upon the lovers, and Melissa fully intended to do so now. Tomorrow Cecilia could touch the redness on her neck, and know that her friend and lover had placed it upon her. Driven by this idea, Melissa nearly chewed Cecilia's soft flesh.

Her friend hadn't slouched though. Lips devoured Melissa's own neck, leaving a shimmering trail. The brunette moaned, her lips parting and leaving Cecilia for the moment. Her pleasure only continued, a harsh breath sucked in as fingers trailed about tender nipples. Teasing kisses, insistent touches, they'd toppled over an edge and there was no going back now. Melissa moaned long and low. Shockwaves of pleasure coursed from her nipples, sending signals to a sea of hormones within Melissa. Heartbeats later, she found herself nearly drenched, her sex ready and willing for attention. Groaning, wanting her friend to feel the same way, Melissa reached down for Cecilia's sex... and felt it.

She paused. Swallowed. Let her fingers move.

"Cici," she said, meeting her friend's eyes. "is this a remarkably realistic strap on?

Because that's what made the most sense to Melissa.

{sorry, couldn't remember if Mel had discovered that or not. Figured this would work anyway.)
 
Hearing her friend's moan was like music to her ears; a sweet melody that she wanted to hear more of. In a way, it also proved to her that even though she was inexperienced, it gave her the confidence she needed to know she was indeed doing something right and that whatever it was that she was doing right, she should just continue to go along with it.

Cecilia felt her friend's soft lips touch her exceptionally soft skin; the contact made a shiver run down her spine. Closing her eyes, she continued to kiss the side of Mel's neck. Her lips pressed against her soft flesh as her tongue playfully flicked and suckled upon it. As she sled her head down some to move onto a different section of her neck, she left a shimmering, slimy trail behind her. Her heart began to pound in her chest as her arousal hormones rose to new heights at the girl's touch, making the ginger pant. Her dick thrashed and twitched with excitement and anticipation under her panties which made the poor girl harder then ever. A short yet sudden shot of pain traveled up her body, a warning that was given from her dick that was associated with the need to fulfill the attention and satisfaction it oh so desire. With a soft groan in ignoring the warning, she moved away from her friend's neck temporarily, biting her lower lip some and titled her head back slightly to allow her friend some access to regions of her bare skin that had yet been touched. Heaving a soft sigh through closed lips, they soon parted to allow a moan slip from her voice box; finger tips playfully yet gently pinched and pulled at girl's tender nipples all the while. The moan was short lived, however, as it was quickly drowned over waves of short whimpers and shrieks as her flesh was taken between teeth. Emerald orbs shot open as they quickly narrowed, staring down into the beautiful, doe like orbs of her friend's; a shimmer of dumbfoundedness twinkled in her own. "Th-that hurt," she said softly. "Take it easy there," she said as a grin pinched the side of her lips. Sure, it was a gentle nibble to her flesh and it did not hurt as bad as she made it to be but it was more of the surprised aspect of the bite that was what made her shriek. Cecilia knew what Melissa did and what her intentions were; Cecilia was marked by the one she loved: her best friend, her partner, her lover. In her eyes, it symbolized that the bite was the bond between them and that they were now lovers; though a simple little bite wouldn't have change their feelings towards each other either way. In truth, if it had to be someone that gave her a hicky, she was sure as hell glad that it was Melissa.

Shit. This can't be happening.

Cecilia felt her friend's hand coyly move towards her sex, her eyes widened with sheer fear and panic. "Nya, Mel...stop," she managed to say with a wince. In a quick, swift motion, she stopped massaging her breasts and clamped onto her hands; trying to push them away from in between her legs though it was too late. It seemed as though the love, passion and affection had been put on hold for that one moment. She saw the fear - the confusion - in her friend's eyes and the horrified look that played upon her face. She was embarrassed. Simply embarrassed. She didn't want her to find out this way but simply what other way was there for her to find out? She wanted to lie. She wanted to say 'yes' but she couldn't simply lie to her friend. No. Her eyes began to swell with tears though she fought them back. To cry right then and there would add just even more embarrassment to the current predicament. With a sigh, her eyes narrowed. "Mel," she began slowly though her voice was a mere whisper. "You know how friends tell each other their secrets? Well, there is one secret that I haven't told you," she said biting her lower lip. "It's embarrassing really. And I wasn't sure how to tell you this. But..No. That is not a strap on..it's real." she said as she made eye contact with her. She felt her hand begin to twitch as an eerie silence fell upon the room.
 
Such sweet kisses, planted with love and lust. They dotted Mel's neck, each little press noticed by the brunette. Each little contact sending new waves of pleasure coursing through her body. To think that a virgin could manage such a thing, such wild, untamed motions. It only made Mel want to kiss and suckle with greater intensity. She took the motions upon herself, feeling them build and raise her own lust. That familiar feeling of faster pulses, raised temperatures, surging hormones, and a general desire to seize someone in a lusty embrace had been rising ever higher in the playful brunette, brought forth and tended to by more and more kissed. Playful touches only added to the sensations, as Mel too picked up, attempting to return whatever was received in kind. Nay, not only return it, but amplify it. To suck instead of kiss. To grab instead of lightly touch. Mel craved her friend, and started with no intention of not having her in the wildest, purest form possible.

Yet the first exclamation made Mel draw back. her lips moved from her friend, reluctant. Those eyes stared at the beginning of the mark upon Cecilia's flesh. The smallish circle looked slightly puckered, just nibbled. nothing there to indicate that someone had been doing more than kissing and sucking, certainly not what Melissa had originally intended. But she wasn't the virgin. She read Cecilia's intent, and broke away, trying for softer, gentler movements. Featherlight touches upon silken skin, nuzzlings, a barrage of movements and sensations designed to arouse and titillate.

When the command to stop came, Melissa did so. Again, not without reluctance, her face pulling into a pout and her expression a mixture of disappointment and confusion. Just what had she stumbled upon here? what secret? This all proved quite bemusing, and Melissa found herself nearly spacing off, choosing to stare at her friend's enticing curves as the redhead spoke. Still, the words sunk in, if in an unusual, roundabout way. The brunette sighed, leaning in to press her forehead against Cecilia's. Hair fell about them, offering a shade.

"Is that why you've had so much trouble with guys?" asked Melissa. She smiled, chuckled slightly and then moved to nuzzle her friend. "I'm upset that you hid that from me. I mean," she paused, looking her friend in the eyes, "really upset, Cecilia. Like, almost thinking of stopping upset. But I'm sure there was a good reason, plus, well," she grinned, "it's just a bonus for me, right?"

With that, Melissa slid her hand down to between her friend's legs, grabbing hard and tugging at what she found there. Yes, this would be quite fun indeed.
 
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