Lacey and Olivia

Lacey's had been going on for some time now. Before her drunken come ons of a few weeks earlier. Lacey had never really been attracted to a girl before but the truth was she was an open and curious girl and she'd simply never given the matter a lot of thought. Now, talks with her best friend about her best friend's sex life were leading to Lacey hearing things described she'd never seen or done before and, being curious, Lacey occasionally would investigate those things on-line when nobody was around. Which, more than once, had lead to some very, very satisfactory sessions of self-pleasure. So when the idea of actually doing some of those things became an itch that Lacey realized she wanted to scratch, she couldn't help but look at Olivia differently. Much like Lacey's first time with a boy back home, Lacey liked the idea of doing these things with a friend. Someone she cared about and got along with and knew wouldn't be a jerk.

And, as Lacey had said the first time she'd seen the tall, graceful girl sitting on the bed with her, Olivia was beautiful. It was easy to picture kissing those soft, plush lips. Even, now, under layers of glasses, clothing and blankets and her hair tied in messy pigtails, Olivia looked like she wouldn't have been out of place on a movie set. Her attraction to Olivia had been a burr under her saddle for some time and maybe it was the cold or the bit of whiskey or just the fact that Lacey wasn't the kind of girl who'd feel something and bury it, Lacey knew she was going to act on those feelings. Or at least broach the subject matter.So when the movie came to an end, Lacey turned on the bed to face Olivia, who gave her a warm smile.

"Another one?" Olivia asked, referring to the stack of movies they'd picked up

"No." Lacey shook her head "I have something I want to ask you."

"Shoot." Olivia smiled as she took the last remaining sip of her hot chocolate.

"Ok, I want to say something but you have to promise to hear it with an open mind." Lacey started by looking deep into her roommate's eyes. God they were a gorgeous, blue.

"Promise."

"And if you don't like what I say you swear to forget it forever and chalk it up to craziness."

"Just say it, Lacey."

Lacey bit her lip. It was the point of no return, really. If she let the cat out of the bag now there might not be any putting of it back in. So she hesitated for a moment, but just a moment.

"Remember the night a couple weeks ago when I was drunk and I said I wanted to have sex with you?"

Olivia nodded her head with a big smile, it had been endearingly silly on Lacey's part. And though her own feelings for Lacey had kept the possibility in her mind, she still wasn't sure what Lacey was getting at here.

"Of course, it's not a problem, I know you'd just had too much and...."

"No, see, thing is that was one of those In Vino Veritas moments." Lacey said "I do want to. A lot."

Olivia looked at her friend, first in disbelief, like it was some weird joke, and then, only seeing sincerity in her friend's eyes, a small shake of the head that clearly was meant to ask if she was serious. Lacey nodded.

"I do. I'm attracted to you. And I don't hide stuff like that. And maybe it's just a silly crush and you don't feel the same way...."

"No, I do I totally do." Olivia assured her, causing Lacey to break out in a grin "But, you're straight, right?"

"Well, obviously there's a little curve to my road." Lacey shrugged. "And I'd very much like to go down it...or travel it any way with my best friend instead of going out there and, I don't know, crashing one of your Gay Student Alliance mixers looking for chicks."

Olivia's was doing her best to not let her heart beat right out of her chest. She couldn't wash the smile off of her face. This wasn't Lacey in some lingerie, offering herself like in a porn movie, this was better, this was real. It took every instinct not to just grab Lacey and finally taste those pale lips. Olivia still had concerns.

"But roommates....feelings...hurt....risk." Olivia was finding it hard to put the words in the right order but the gist of it got out.

"I'm a big girl, Liv, and I'm going into it with no expectations or pressure or drunkenness. Just want to, you know, throw caution to the wind and see where this takes me or us or whatever" Lacey said as the two girls shifted, lying parallel on the bed now, "Besides, if things do get bad between us one of us could always move into Tim's room while the other would have to live with Tim"

Olivia's eyes went wide

"1....2....3....not it." She rushed out and touched her nose.

"Oh fuck." Lacey grumbled for a second but kept her eyes locked on Olivia's "Well, hell will freeze over before I let it get that weird then."

"God, we're really going to do this, aren't we?"

"Looks like." Lacey nodded, able to feel her own heart going a mile a minute."I don't really know what to do, you know."

Lacey leaned in closer to her friend, she smelled so good, so inviting, even as she could feel Olivia's hot breath on her. Olivia leaned in closer though, eagerly, looking deeply into the blonde's green eyes.

"Good thing I do, I guess." Olivia said before she pressed her mouth forward, her red lips finding her friend's paler lips and just melted into her. A kiss of two soft, smooth creatures, brought on by genuine love and months of pent up attraction on both sides. Olivia was surprised, not unpleasantly at all, that Lacey kissed her back hard. Lacey, new to it though she may be, seemed to bring all of her trademark energy and fire to their kiss. She loved her first kiss of another woman. Her lips, her mouth, her tongue, ever bit of Olivia was soft and inviting and made Lacey want to try more, do more, explore more. The kiss lasted for almost a minute, their hands remaining in place, Olivia's left hand on Lacey's right cheek and her right hand on her roommate's right hip. Lacey's a mirror image. They were pulling each other closer, savouring the feeling of each other's skin as well as the taste of their kiss.Ladid break although, even then, Lacey kept kissing Olivia's chin.

"Mmmm, our first kiss." Olivia moaned. Any worries about what would happen if they didn't like it absolutely gone from her mind.

"Second kiss time." Lacey pulled her back and they kissed again, with equal intensity, breaking to kiss each other's necks, each of them enjoying every little bit of the other's skin as they kissed it. For Olivia it was the getting to kiss the object of her desire for these last few months, for Lacey it was both about her attraction to Olivia and simply the thrill of her first experience with another woman's body. Shirts were quickly pulled off, and mouths had new areas to explore, Lacey's ruby lips found the large, perfectly rounded breasts of her friend delicious, her skin vaguely smelling like coconut and found that little bites and hard sucks of her light brown nipples made Lacey groan and grip her head to her tightly. When Lacey wrestled on top of Olivia and paid the same attention to her smaller, rounded orbs, she found that long, teasing licks around the rosy pink of Olivia's areola brought similar moans. When Olivia found herself on top again their legs intertwined, Olivia began thrust her sex along Lacey's thigh and rubbing her own leg against her friend's wetness.

Lacey would have been content to stay like this, grinding and grabbing and licking and kissing for ever but her more experienced friend clearly had different ideas. She licked down from Lacey's neck to her breasts, making sure to taste every bit of tanned, toned skin that her friend had to offer, getting whatever she may have missed the first time she'd taken the breasts she'd admired for so long into her mouth. But, beautiful as they were, Lacey's breasts were a rest stop, her destination lay south. She continued to trail kisses down her friends stomach, over the ridiculous belly-button ring she never understood, down to the upper parts of her pelvis. Lacey looked down, biting her lip. The sight of her raven haired roommate kissing her, pulling down the waistband of her pyjama bottoms, was the most erotic thing she'd ever seen.

"Are you sure?" Lacey asked, Olivia just smiled.

"I've been waiting months to taste you. No way I'm getting this close and turning back." Olivia began tugging the pyjamas and panties all the way down, over Lacey's full hips before flinging them aside like the rest of their clothes. She looked back up at her friend, cleanly waxed except for a small patch of blonde hair. Olivia kissed her way back up Lacey's thigh before taking her first long, slow, languid lick of her pussy. It was delicious, unique to Lacey and Olivia knew from that first taste she wouldn't hold back.

"Holy jesus." Lacey exclaimed as she felt he friend's long, soft but strong tongue run along the length of her lips. It felt electric. Lacey had never been a huge fan of receiving head but Olivia seemed to know exactly what she was doing. She began slowly, teasingly, getting every inch of her, letting her lips and tongue find her clit between licks and gave it little darting licks. Lacey moaned and let her hands run through Olivia's hair as she did, she'd grip it at times, try to pull Olivia even closer to her. Soon that was just what Olivia did, her fingers reaching up to rub and play with the engorged button of her roommate's clit while her tongue probed deeper, licked all around every inch of Lacey's pussy that it could touch. Swirling motions, little cat licks, quick lapping, Olivia kept her on edge and on fire, always doing the unexpected but making sure to keep note of what she was doing when Lacey would say...

"Oh that, oh fuck yes, do that more...please."

Olivia didn't smile, her lips were busy, but she loved the sounds her friend was making. Adorable little groans and begs for more. She'd store what Lacey liked mentally for when she wanted to push her over the edge.

That time was rapidly approaching. Both because Olivia's ministrations were taking Lacey there at breakneck speed and Olivia knew she should finish up because of the pain in her knees. It was actually a fairly awkward position, Olivia's long legs were dangling over the short bed so her knees were scraping against the bedframe and Lacey was forced to awkwardly prop herself on her elbows to make room. Olivia decided to push her friend past the point of no return her licks were deep, fast and long in the way that Lacey seemed to best respond to while her counter fingers continued to rub and stroke her clit with determined intensity.

"Fuck me, oh god, yes Liv, fuck, fuck fuck!" Lacey practically yanked Olivia into her as she came, her pussy squeezing and pressing around her friend's tongue. She felt her orgasm just burst from her, like a towel being wrung out. She screamed and leaned back on her elbows and relished every little bit of the sensation, Olivia's tongue not stopping it's assault on her for a second of her orgasm, bringing little aftershocks of intense pleasure even after her orgasm subsided.

"Oh, oh, oh..." Lacey finally relaxed, amazed at how sensitive she was to every little withdrawing movement of Olivia's tongue before finally, she felt Olivia's head kiss back up her thighs, up her pelvis, and rest on her stomach.

"Wow." Lacey finally exclaimed as she came down from the high of her orgasm.

"Yeah..." Olivia replied dreamily.

"We could have been doing that for months and you let me keep picking up frat guys?" Lacey gave Olivia a bit of a pinch on the shoulder, Olivia responded by biting her softly.

"I can only lead you to the water, sweetie." Olivia rested her hands up on her chin and looked up at Lacey, she was still looking down adoringly at the woman who'd just brought sparks to her eyes. They rested for a second before Lacey began to pulling Olivia back up to her.

"You. What can I do for you." Lacey asked her eagerly as she returned to kissing Olivia's cheek "I don't know how good I'd be at returning the favour exactly but..."

"You don't have to do anything for me babe, that was so...."

"Oh shove it, I'm learning now. Piece by piece maybe but I'm going to learn every bit of what you know so that I can do what to you what you just did to me."

Olivia looked naughtily at her friend. She did have something in mind, something she liked a great deal. And it meant she could leave the advanced classes for later.

"Fingers feeling limber?"

Lacey just gave a conspiratorial nod as Olivia quickly shed her own bottoms. She kneeled up on the bed and pulled Lacey with her, the shorter blonde girl kneeling to her side. Olivia took Lacey's hand and pulled it down between her legs, she guided Lacey's hands along her labia, letting her feel her slickness and where everything was. After just a few seconds though, Olivia took two of Lacey's fingers, placed them at the entrance to her cunt and looked encouragingly at Lacey.

"Fuck me."

Lacey didn't need to be told twice, she pushed her fingers up and into Olivia, surprised at the wetness and tightness, especially only around two of Lacey's small, slender fingers. She began thrusting fairly quickly, as Olivia began bucking her hips a little, riding Lacey's fingers.

"Oh god yes," Olivia moaned and threw her head back but stayed very much an active participant in the activity, letting her own fingers begin frigging at her clit, almost as if she were masturbating. Lacey was excelling at the beginner's class though, biting and nibbling at Olivia's neck while she thrust her fingers in a steady rhythm inside her friend. Olivia kept riding, kept building herself to it. She'd been dripping since Lacey had brought up the topic of sex and desperately needed to come. Quickly as she could.

"Suck my tits, Lace, now." She ordered and Lacey complied, latching her lips around Olivia's erect right nipple, sucking it gently into her mouth. Olivia kept bucking, riding, fucking herself on Lacey's fingers until she came, moaning, crying and screaming. An orgasm that was more mental than anything, watching the beautiful texan girl she'd lusted after for so long thrust her fingers inside her and sucking on her breasts more than making up for the lack of experience. She nearly collapsed into Lacey's arms as she came and the two fell together onto the pillow, exhausted and satisfied.

"Yeah, I totally regret that." Olivia mumbled after a moment or two of recovery and reflection

"That was ok?" Lacey asked earnestly

"The okayiest." Olivia gave her a reassuring kiss on the cheek "But we've totally ruined the friendship"

"Totally. We're going to have to be very distant girls who fuck each other's brains out every day." Lacey said, snuggling closer with her friend, pulling the discarded blanket over them as they settled into the bed, still largely intertwined.

"Every day huh?"

March 4th, 2007

Tim, Olivia and Lacey sat in the dining hall, to the unobservant, it would have seemed exactly like a scene that one could have seen in Thurgsen Hall's cafeteria a hundred times or more that year. But to the especially keen observer, there were a few differences. Lacey and Olivia sat beside each other and, whenever their hands would drop below the table, they'd hold hands tightly. Olivia also gave Lacey the occasional encouraging, but prodding look. Tim might have noticed that change if he hadn't been engrossed in his watermelon and bacon pizza. Eventually, one would have seen Olivia reach under the table and gave Lacey's thigh a little pinch.

"Ow, alright, alright." Lacey said as she slapped Olivia's hand away from her. "Fitzy, there's something we need to tell you."

Tim put his pizza down and tilted his head towards the girls.

"Fire away."

"Liv and I, we're sort of, kind of...a couple."

"A couple of wacky gals, that's for sure" Tim nodded "and..."

"No, Fitz, we're together..." Lacey said, hoping to get the message across

"Well, sure, we're all together here in the dining room and you have something to say to me."

"No, Fitz, me and Olivia are.... you understood the first one and you're totally just fucking with me now, aren't you?"

"I did want to see how long I could keep that up." Tim nodded, before tipping the slice of pizza he was holding towards them. "Mazel Tov"

"You knew?" Olivia asked intrigued by the lack of reaction, Tim turned to her and shook his head.

"No, but if you like I could try and see if I can somehow phone myself five months in the past so I can tell someone who would be surprised by the news." Tim returned to being engrossed by his pizza "You two couldn't have been any gayer for each other if you took an eight month training course on the subject."

March 11th, 2007

It had been a wonderful birthday. Olivia had clearly paid attention to every single word Lacey had said over the course of the year. She'd started the day by giving her lover/roommate/friend/whatever a breakfast of one of Lacey's mother's mail order pies, a tradition that Lacey had started when she was 6. Then morning at the museum of natural history. Then sushi for lunch. Then into the city to watch a movie, then dinner and dancing. The two girls had danced openly and romantically with each other, a first for Lacey. Only now, near 10 pm, had they finally gotten back to the Dorm. Lacey had half expected Olivia to push her down onto the bed and just ravish her, a possibility that Lacey was would have been eagerly in favour of. Since they'd started dating the two of them had been barely able to keep their hands off of each other for two consecutive hours, let alone the two days it had currently been since their last encounter.

But, no, there was just a kiss, sweet and soft. And then Olivia had excused herself into their closet with the promise of a birthday surprise. So Lacey found herself sitting on the two single beds they'd long since pushed together, eagerly awaiting Olivia's re-emergence.

"C'mon baby, what's my surprise." Lacey whined. She heard Olivia make a few movements but Olivia's answer gave no clarity.

"Remember that first time we talked about sex and you told me what you liked best?" Olivia's muffled voice rang from the closet.

"First time we talked about it after us....or first time ever?"

"First time ever." Olivia answered

"No," Lacey said honestly. "Who remembers these things except for you?"

"You said football players. Football players with big dicks who didn't have to ask if something was ok if they wanted to do it."

Lacey cringed a little in embarrassment before replying

"Well, you better not have one in there with you," She teased "Because that was a long time ago and I don't want to be shar....oh my goodness."

Olivia had emerged from their shared closet. The only piece of clothing was a Burling College football jersey. Also, securely fastened around her waist was a very large, very realistic looking strap-on. Lacey couldn't help but laugh a little.

"What, exactly, do you think you're doing with that, you lunatic?" Lacey said with wide eyes, unable to take her eyes off of the bobbing cock.

"I'm going to fuck your brains out, little lady." Olivia sauntered towards the bed and pushed Lacey back down on it "Got a problem with that?"

"Not even in the slightest, Ma'am." Lacey said, nervously biting her thumb a little. The strap-on was a good deal longer and thicker than any guy she'd been with. Since the start of her romantic relationship with her friend, Lacey had wondered about toys and strap-ons but had been afraid and not all that eager to discuss it. She'd been so enraptured and enchanted by what they had been doing that she hadn't thought to actually broach the subject. What Lacey didn't know, what she'd never thought to ask Olivia in their occasional pre-fucking conversations about each other's sex lives, was whether Olivia enjoyed the act. Olivia did. Very much so. She loved the power, loved the control of fucking with one of these. Once she'd gotten good at it, she especially loved the kind of frantic, screaming orgasms she could extract from her partner. Olivia yanked Lacey's dress off and began hungrily kissing and sucking at Lacey's neck, biting her and roughly, though expertly, squeezing Lacey's large breasts. Lacey groaned when she felt Olivia's teeth sink into her ear. She'd gradually come to realize she liked it very much when Olivia took charge, when she was a little rough. She'd thought she wouldn't have like it as much with a girl but she did. More so because of who it was. So she moaned when Olivia's strong hands roughly flipped her over onto her hands and knees and spread her legs.