Mike & Karen Ch. 21

"Kat..." Jenny murmured through the kiss.

They pulled their mouths apart, panting as they stared into one another's eyes, seeing the need there. They withdrew their hands from inside each other's pants and brought them up, spreading and showing the glistening fingers. Slowly, they pressed their palms together and caressed their wet fingers, mingling their essences before leaning in and beginning to kiss and lick them with an ease born of practice and familiarity, a ritual between them that they craved after all this time.

"We can't stay in here," Karen said, her lips brushing against Jenny's as she spoke. "I need to get you back to my room."

Jenny nodded, her nose barely touching Karen's. "I need you to get me there, Kat."

They did their clothes back up with trembling hands, somehow resisting the urge to ravage one another. Without touching again, lest their willpower crumble, they exited the tiny bathroom and walked as normally as they could through the pub, Karen leading Jenny by her hand.

Out in the night, the cold March air washed over them. They both shivered and laughed before running across College Street, delighting in the misdemeanour of jaywalking. They entered the campus, still holding hands as they tried to make it back to Karen's dorm. They began pressing close, not just against the chill of night, but also because they needed to feel one another, the closeness they'd shared and been missing for almost four years now.

They didn't quite make it back, with Karen pulling Jenny into a narrow laneway between two campus buildings and almost slamming her up against the wall of one and kissing her lover ferociously. Jenny grappled onto Karen, kissing her back with everything she had. They hadn't buttoned their short coats, and their large breasts now pressed together through their sweaters, making them both moan.

They kissed and fondled each other's breasts, a thrill and relief in feeling them again. They slipped a leg in between each other and began grinding on the proffered thigh. Tongues dueled wetly, steam escaping from their open mouths beneath the pale moonlight above.

Sated for mere seconds, they moved out of the laneway and walked as quickly as they could without looking like they were in some desperate hurry. Karen's hand was almost shaking as she pressed on the dark, wrought-iron latch handle that opened the door into the dorm, and then led Jenny inside. There were few people in the hallways, and those who were there saw Karen Gordon leading a very attractive blonde woman along by the hand. If they had questions, they knew better than to ask and just left the matter alone.

They made to it to the third floor, and down the hall to Karen's room. Jenny waited behind her dear friend, trying not to press into her as Karen worked the tiny key into her door and opened it. Without a word, she pulled Jenny into the room and locked the door behind them. Jackets were flung off as they attacked one another, grappling and kissing almost desperately.

After some minutes of kissing, a deep need to feel one another's affection welled up again, and they slowly pulled their lips away from one another and stepped back slowly. They looked into one another's eyes and held each other's gaze as they slowly began to undress. Karen couldn't believe how much her hands were trembling as she removed her light sweater and then her pants, until she was wearing only her shoes. She slipped out of these, setting them aside.

She stood up, having stepped out of the puddle of her pants, and gazed at Jenny. The blonde had also just stood, having removed her own clothes as well. Silently they looked at each other, before their eyes began to roam up and down one another's fully exposed bodies. Neither woman was truly prepared for what they saw, even though they had dreamed of it for almost four years now.

"My God, Kat..." Jenny said in a voice barely more than a whisper. "You're perfect."

"And your body has become everything I prayed it would," Karen breathed, her heart thumping in her chest. Jenny's breasts were almost as large as her own, round and succulent, capped with light brown nipples, a contrast to the dusky pink of her own. Her waist was still trim, and her hips had curved outward in a womanly fashion. Jenny had always worried they would remain somewhat narrow, although Karen never saw the issue.

Jenny shaved her pussy smooth, as opposed to Karen, who kept a single, thin strip of coppery-bronze hair just above it. Otherwise, she too was completely hairless. Jenny's tight behind flowed into long legs, strong and supple from playing field hockey and her lifetime of riding horses. Her slender ankles and delicately arched feet were just how Karen remembered them.

She was so thankful Jenny hadn't gotten the little tattoo on her calf that she'd always talked about.

"So now what?" Jenny asked, smiling. "Do you take me over to that lovely bed of yours and ravage me until dawn?"

Karen nodded. "But first... I'm going to draw you into me, and I'm going to kiss you, Jen. Because I must feel that body against mine. I have waited so long."

Jenny bit her lip and nodded. Karen took her dear friend's hand and slowly pulled her close, not hurrying. They both shivered as their nipples kissed, pausing to savour the sensation. It was so very familiar, and yet so new somehow. Was it simply from their time apart? Was it because of the changes in their bodies since they'd last seen one another?

Karen and Jenny had both been large-breasted while at boarding school, but now those same breasts were somehow even more magnificent still. They moved in closer still, pressing their breasts together, sighing at the delicious, silken-soft warmth. Their flat stomachs touched, and their hips, and then they put their hands on each other's backs, slowly moving them down to their shapely behinds and keeping them there, clasping the cheeks gently.

They leaned in and their lips met again, kissing each other longingly and pulling closer, yearning to feel one another. They moaned in relief and growing lust as their tongues met once more. Their fingers flexed on the soft, taut cheeks, hips trembling as they pressed close. They could feel each other's hearts beating through their breasts.

One of Karen's hands glided up Jenny's back and into her hair. Deftly, she loosened two clasp pins and her lover's blonde hair tumbled down in waves, stopping just below her shoulder blades. Jenny moaned as Karen ran her fingers trough her hair, caressing her scalp, still knowing where to touch her to make her delirious with passion and need.

These were no longer the bodies of girls, exploring and learning how to make love - these were now the bodies of women, and their desires were very well known to each other, despite their time apart. This seemed like the fulfillment of some promise made long ago, and they could now keep it for one another.

Karen turned Jenny slowly, carefully but gracefully, and the two young women moved their legs together in time, walking Jenny backward toward the bed. The back of the blonde's knees pressed to the mattress before she was ready and bent, even while Karen still moved forward. The kiss broke as Jenny tumbled backward with a squeak onto her back, the fall broken gently by the huge, plush mattress. She looked up at Karen and giggled, who was looked back down at her, smirking, and with a hand on her hip.

"You tart," Jenny said in delight. "You love it when I'm flat on my back, don't you?"

"Your natural posture, it has been said," Karen replied. "But I have come over a tad peckish. What should I do about that?"

Jenny smiled slyly and slowly parted her legs, exposing her smooth pussy to her bronze-haired goddess. Her knees were still bent over the side of the mattress.

"Maybe a little English pudding would do the trick for my lovely Kat," Jenny lilted, giving Karen a wink.

Karen knelt now between Jenny's legs, drawing in a breath as she gazed in wonder. She remembered this so very well, and yet it all felt new to her somehow. She could hear Jenny breathing, the anticipation in it. Her heart was thundering in her chest, her naked body warmer with each passing moment.

"Don't tease me, Kat," Jenny murmured, her brown eyes glazed with need. "Please don't make me wait..."

Karen took hold of her friend's knees and moved in close, beginning to kiss along her inner thighs. Jenny shivered and laid her head back on the bed, sighing. Karen nipped at the soft skin, remembering how she'd bring Jenny to the brink of desperation before rewarding her. Her fingers gripped the English girl's squirming thighs. She could feel the heat of Jenny's pussy, and see that it was already glistening. A heady aroma she had missed filled her senses.

The taste of Jenny's creamy skin...

She couldn't help herself and she suddenly pushed her mouth against Jenny's mons without any warning, desperately needing to taste her, to pleasure her, to make her scream. Jenny shook violently and made a choked gasping sound as Karen's tongue pushed through her folds and deep inside her. Her shaking hands gripped Karen's head and pulled her in closer while she ground her hips shamelessly.

"Gnnn! Kat!" she wailed, her whole body writhing now.

Jenny's thighs had locked on Karen's shoulders, and the bronze-haired girl put her fingers to good use - they found Jenny's netherlips and spread them, giving the blonde a delicious, stinging stretch while Karen's tongue ventured deeper still. Jenny keened at the welcome sensation.

Karen lapped hungrily, her mind whirling as she realized exactly how much she had missed this. The remarkable bond between them, beyond mere lust or sexual attraction, and beyond friendship... something more primal, deeper, and beyond easy articulation.

She remembered this taste, but it was also different, more... earthy, somehow. The sweet scent and tang of Jenny's pussy was still there, but there was a deeper, womanly aspect she had known in it before. It reminded her of her female teachers with whom she'd been sexual at Saint Evangeline's. That was it, there was a womanly quality now.

Jenny's arousal was wet and cloying on her eager tongue, and her deep moans were all Karen could hear. She withdrew her tongue from inside and snaked it around the blonde's clit, making Jenny shudder as a shockwave of pleasure jolted through her. Karen's long, slender middle finger slid inside the pink pussy while her tongue massaged the throbbing nub just above.

She tightened her own legs against each other, aware of just how wet she was, feeling it on her inner thighs. She probed harder.

"Kat... Kat, oh, God, Kat..." Jenny gasped, her core muscles bunching up and causing her to almost sit up. Her skin was shining now, a rosy pink complexion to it. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her fingers were gripping in Karen's hair, flexing and shaking. "Oh God, Kat, I'm..."

She threw herself back on the bed, her back arching as she pressed her pussy and hips against Karen's face in desperation. She grabbed a plush pillow and jammed it down onto her face before she shrieked in ecstasy, her whole body juddering as the massive orgasm crashed over her.

Karen was relentless, pushing another finger inside Jenny's clenching, throbbing pussy while she massaged her lover's clit with her tongue. Jenny bathed her face in her cum, leading to Karen shuddering and climaxing herself as the taste and aroma flooded her senses. Jenny rocked and gyrated, still screaming into the pillow, bucking wildly.

Karen instinctively knew the moment to stop, and Jenny's legs collapsed around her as she pulled her tongue away from her clit, and her fingers out of her pulsing womanhood. Karen rose as Jenny removed the pillow, gasping for air, and her eyes were glistening, tears on her cheeks from the rapture of orgasm, but also from the sheer wonder and joy of being reunited with the girl she'd loved.

Karen had clambered onto the bed over Jenny in a smooth motion and then laid atop her, their bodies squashing and fitting together perfectly. The two girls wrapped their arms around one another and kissed deeply, both moaning and panting, tongues deep inside each other's mouths. Jenny's legs wrapped around Karen's hips, locking at the ankles, as if she never intended to let go, ever again.

Never again.

***

Down one floor and across the dorm...

Lisa was lying on her side on the bed, staring at the wall, wearing her long shirt that she used as her bed clothing. Janet was in the bed as well, lying on her side and facing in the other direction. She'd agreed to keep a tiny light on across the room, since it helped Lisa sleep at night.

The redhead quietly reached out and pressed her finger against the wall right next to her, drawing the pad of her index finger around it in silent patterns. They didn't mean anything, they were just meant to occupy her mind while she-

"You're thinkin' about them goin' at it up there, aren't you?" Janet said quietly, still facing away. "I can tell, you've slept in this bed with me before, and your breathing is a lot deeper when you're asleep. Not to mention that absurd peeping snore of yours..."

Lisa sighed. There was no point in pretending, obviously. "Yeah, I guess I am. Or maybe I'm trying to avoid thinking about it. If I go to sleep, I'll end up dreaming about it."

"And you're a lucid dreamer too, so that'd be really inconvenient," Janet mused, turning over and facing into Lisa's back now. "You worried that you're jealous?"

Lisa frowned a little at the wall. "I... no, I don't think so, I'm just... curious."

"What, like you're wondering what they look like when they're getting all hot 'n' heavy?" Janet teased now, patting Lisa's bum. "Betcha they scissor real nice."

Lisa's frown became a scowl. "No, perv. That's not it. At least, not entirely. I just... I'm wondering what kinda woman you have to be for Karen Gordon to fall in love with you."

Janet thought about that for a moment. "Y'gotta be Jenny Penrose, apparently. And let's face it, she's kinda awesome."

"Yeah, she is," Lisa murmured. "I'm not upset, and I'm not jealous. I mean, I broke up with Kar before I knew Jenny even existed, and I did it because I knew I couldn't make her happy, y'know?"

This drew a snicker from Janet, who then snuggled closer and put her arm over Lisa for comfort. "Same reason I dumped DeBourne. Yeah, I mean, I said that we just weren't compatible, and that he'd drive me nuts with his nerd things and big brain, but I realized early on that I wasn't being fair, pretending to be his girlfriend. I don't measure up, not in the way he needs. I'm not ready for where life's gonna take him."

Lisa looked back at her friend. "That's... kinda insightful and really big of you, y'know? You're the laid-back and 'too cool for school' girl in our little posse, so for you to say that, it..."

"I do have some depth to me, thank you," Janet protested, giggling. "Y'make me sound like I'm as deep as a rain slick."

"Oh, y'know I don't mean it like that, you cow," Lisa sighed, turning over now and facing into Janet. She put her arm over her friend and they just held one another for some time, lost in their thoughts. Lisa looked up at Janet finally. "D'you think it's hot to watch?"

"Why're you asking me? You're the lezbo," Janet laughed, giving Lisa a little shake. "You'd need to tell me if it's hot. D'you think it's hot when DeBourne is bruising my brainstem with that monster dick of his?"

"Fair point," Lisa admitted, considering. "I guess I just am biased and assuming everyone thinks pussy is gorgeous the way I do."

"Pretty sure Princess and the Cuntess agree with you," Janet quipped, winking at her friend.

They both burst into giggles before settling in and falling asleep, still hugging one another.

***

Back upstairs...

Karen and Jenny were lying on their sides, facing down one another's bodies. They both had their legs parted and were kicking and sucking hungrily on each other's pussies, panting and moaning loudly. Karen was sliding her tongue in and out of Jenny's slit while her middle finger was pushing back and forth inside Jenny's puckered knot just behind. Jenny was trembling and whimpering, loving the welcome intrusion, having missed it for so long.

Jenny was pleasuring her beloved Karen in a similar manner, snaking her tongue around Karen's throbbing clit before pushing it back inside her tight, wet tunnel. Her finger was also busy, exploring Karen's behind, wiggling and massaging just how she remembered Karen liking it. Her mind spun as she sank in deep enough that when she pressed up with her finger, she could feel the motion with her tongue.

They couldn't say anything, since their mouths were full of one another, but they didn't need to- the familiar moans and gasps told them everything they needed to know. They writhed and pumped against each other, having fallen back into an old rhythm between them that was as natural as the rising and the setting of the sun.

The pair pushed deeper and sucked harder, manipulating one another skillfully, a practiced ease between them even as they discovered new delights about each other, brought on by the full blossoming of womanhood, and how their bodies reacted and responded. Lithe forms glistened with sweat from their exertions, limbs trembling as they sought to cum together.

And they did, as they knew they would. Their movements became more intense, legs writhing as hips pumped against tongues and fingers. Before long, they both shook violently, screaming into one another's pussies and bathing each other's faces in their sticky, glistening essence. But this did not signal the end of their need for one another.

Karen rolled Jenny onto her back and then scrambled over her, pinning her wrists to the bed and looking down into her brown eyes as she pushed her legs across her lover's. She sank down and pressed their slippery pussies together and they both moaned in relief. They felt their clits kissing and their gooey lips mingling and sliding by one another as they began to undulate, using their core muscles to girl-fuck one another.

Jenny stared up into those enchanting golden-amber eyes, like nothing she'd ever seen before. They held her spellbound, they always had. Even as she pumped her hips, she was lost in those eyes. She cursed circumstances for taking her away these last three, almost four years, thinking about how much time they'd missed together, what might have been.

What they might have become.

Karen was looking down into Jenny's eyes as she slithered her pussy against her lover's, and she couldn't believe how much she'd missed this, and needed it. She stretched one leg down the bed behind herself, opening her hips more and increasing the friction as she rubbed against Jenny. They both gasped as she leaned down, her large breasts pressing into the blonde's, squashing and jiggling together. Her face was just above Jenny's now, their eyes locked, lost in those beloved depths.

Karen kissed Jenny, both moaning and letting their tongues wrestle and massage, even as their pussies slithered and mingled, the wet, sticky sucking sounds intoxicating to them both. They pumped against one another in a strong rhythm, kissing and moaning in pleasure.

Almost as if on cue, Karen released Jenny's wrists, and the blonde's arms wrapped possessively around her lover. Karen clasped under Jenny's shoulders, holding her tight as well while they kissed greedily. The pumping action between them was becoming stronger and stronger, neither woman trying to stave off the onrushing climax.

They kissed one another hard as the mind-shattering orgasm crashed over them both, screaming into each other's mouths and crushing themselves together tightly enough to leave welts on tender skin. Hips juddered and bucked, their pussies slathering each other in cum. They ground and humped as if they were trying to push themselves inside one another, a full minute passing before the rapturous bliss at last began to ebb.