Rivkah's Awakening

I could tell she wanted to touch more of me, and I desperately wanted her to, but she knew we should take things slowly.

It was finally time for her to go back to her dorm. Before heading downstairs, Brianna pushed me against my door, ran her fingers across my bosom, and kissed me deeply. Her moist lips pressed into mine, as our bodies melded together. I had never been so turned on. I could barely catch my breath as she pulled away and headed downstairs.

Brianna said her goodbyes to my family, and she was off.

I rushed back upstairs and locked my door. I needed a moment alone to process everything, but all I could think about was our last kiss. Feeling Brianna's lips on mine felt better than anything I could have imagined. The more I thought about the kiss, the more the wetness in my panties grew. I slowly reached my hand into my underwear and was surprised by how good it felt. Growing up, I was taught that touching my "privates" was a sin and that good Jewish girls only touch their privates to clean themselves or when they are in their marital bed. Yet the more I thought about Brianna, the less I cared about being a good Jewish girl. I was overwhelmed with the need to feel good. I took off my clothes and laid them on the chair next to my bed. My body was full of excited energy. It begged for attention. I tentatively began touching my body. My fingernails glided over my flat stomach and grazed the underside of my breasts.

Despite living in my body for 18 years, it was a stranger to me in many ways. I was nervous yet felt more emboldened to explore with every touch. I moved my hand over my left breast and felt my nipple harden in my palm. The sensation sent shivers down to my drenched pussy. I pulled on my nipples, and a moan escaped from my lips. I pinched my nipples even harder and rolled them between my fingers. I never realized that there was a pleasure in pain.

With one hand still playing with my right breast, I slowly moved my other hand between my legs. I played with the untamed bush between my legs. The curls felt soft and were moist from my pussy juices. I parted the hair around my vulva and ran my middle finger between my lips. My finger easily slid up and down the length of my slick labia. The sensation was incredible.

With each pass, I teased my vaginal opening, unsure what it would be like to stick my finger there. I finally took a deep breath and slowly pushed my middle finger into my vagina for the first time. I let my finger rest in me for a minute and then slowly started moving my finger in and out of my pussy. The new sensation sent caused my legs to tremble. As my speed increased, I noticed that I felt a sudden shock of pleasure every time my palm hit the top of my slit. I moved my other hand away from my breast and started to explore the top of my pussy. I soon discovered my clit. My fingers rubbed my clit furiously as I continued to finger myself.

Images of Brianna flooded my mind. I pictured her in her bikini, with her breasts popping out for the entire world to see. Yet, in my mind, I imagined she was wearing them to show me her body, that she wanted me to take her in. I pictured myself playing with her nipples as she moaned my name. I yearned to make Brianna feel as good as I was making myself feel right now.

Suddenly my body shook as a burst of energy exploded inside me. As my first orgasm hit me, I pictured Brianna touching my body. I couldn't wait to see her again, even though I wasn't sure if I would ever get to feel her body touch mine again.

That fear was quickly dismissed. Monday came as Brianna, and I sat in the library studying. Distracted by the overwhelming sexual tension, neither of us was getting much work done.

After an hour, Brianna's slammed her book close and grabbed my hand.

"This is ridiculous. Come with me," Brianna whispered, pulling me into the stacks.

Our bodies pressed together against the hard bookshelf as her warm, soft lips once again met mine. Moaning softly, I slightly parted my lips, allowing Brianna's tongue to slip inside.

"Now that is over with; let's get some work done," Brianna exclaimed.

I couldn't help but fall to the floor laughing as the sound of hushes came from all over the library.

From that moment on, Brianna and I found every chance to steal hidden yet passionate kisses.

Several weeks had passed since she visited my house when Brianna said she wanted me to come to a party with her. To say I was nervous would have been an understatement. I had never been to a party, and the idea of going to one was overwhelming.

"Um, I don't know, Bri. I've never been to a party. I wouldn't even know what to do or how to act. I don't exactly think I would fit in wearing what I do," I said.

Brianna took my hand and pulled me close to her.

"I would never make you do anything you didn't want to do. I hope you know that," Brianna said in almost whispered tones.

I looked into her eyes and could feel her love coming through. It was clear she wasn't just saying this to convince me.

"I know. I am just nervous. I would love to go to the party with you. You may regret it when you see all the looks I get for sticking out like a sore thumb," I joked.

"I could never regret spending time with you. If you feel comfortable, you could always borrow some of my clothes. I think it would be a lot of fun dressing you up," Brianna told me.

As the week went on, I found it hard to focus on anything but the party. The idea of a house party was so foreign to my upbringing. Guys and girls drinking, grinding on each other, and possibly hooking up were all so forbidden. Plus, don't get me started on the clothes the women would wear.

I was anxious about the whole thing, but I knew that Brianna would have my back and wouldn't allow me to feel embarrassed. I convinced my parents to let me stay in Brianna's dorm room. I was surprised at how quickly my mother agreed. Brianna must have made quite the impression when she came over.

Saturday night finally arrived. When Shabbat ended, I quickly showered, grabbed my overnight bag, and drove to Brianna's dorm. As I approached Brianna's room, a wave of nerves overcame me, and I hesitated before knocking on her door.

"Would Brianna hate me forever?" I thought to myself as I thought about turning around and going home.

Yet, before I could even decide, I saw Brianna walking towards me from down the hall. She looked breathtaking! It was clear Brianna had already done her hair and makeup. I couldn't help but stare at Brianna's lips as they shimmered in the light from whatever gloss or lipstick she had on. All I wanted to do at that moment was to kiss her, but I was still nervous about anyone seeing me kiss another girl.

"Rivkah!" Brianna screamed as she ran towards me with her arms wide open.

"I am so glad you came. Tonight is going to be awesome," Brianna said, taking my hand and pulling me into her room.

I nervously smiled at Brianna. "I am glad I came too," I told her.

"Let's find you something to wear," Brianna said as she strolled over to her closet.

I put my bag next to her bed and joined her by her closet door. My stomach was in knots as I imagined the clothing options she had in mind.

Brianna stood in front of her closet, staring at the various dresses and tops. I watched with bated breath as Brianna rummaged through her wardrobe.

Brianna began pulling dresses out of the closet, holding them up to see which one she liked best. I looked at each one skeptically, shaking my head.

"I don't know, Brianna," I said, biting my lip. "I don't think any of these are really my style."

Brianna put the dresses back in the closet. "Okay, then let's find something else. What about a mini skirt and crop top?"

I nervously shook my head again. "I don't think I can pull that off either."

Brianna grinned mischievously and pulled out a short, black mini-dress. "What about this? I think it would look amazing on you."

My eyes widened in shock. "Brianna, I can't wear that! It's way too short." I pushed back.

I knew it was ridiculous, but I worried Brianna wouldn't like what she saw once I put the dress on. There was no way my petite frame would ever fill that dress out like it does Brianna. I thought she would be disappointed.

I hesitated, but Brianna insisted that I at least try it on.

"Rivkah, it is just the two of us. You know I wouldn't do anything to embarrass you," Brianna said in the most caring tone I have ever heard.

I took the dress from Brianna and slipped it over my head, adjusting the hemline so that it barely covered my butt.

I soon heard Brianna whistling as I twirled in front of the mirror for her.

"It isn't too much?" I asked sheepishly.

"It is perfect. Although I do think you may want to wear a thong with it. Here you can wear one of mine," Brianna nonchalantly said while handing me a pair of her underwear.

I cautiously slid my full cotton underwear off and slid up Brianna's barely-there thong up my legs. Out of the corner of my eyes, I caught Brianna licking her lips as her eyes watched me like a wolf would watch their prey. Her eyes were full of hunger and I couldn't help but be turned on by it.

Brianna walked over to me, took my hand, and led me to her vanity table. While I had occasionally worn makeup, I was far from an expert at it. Brianna applied smoky eye makeup to my eyes, making them pop in a way I had never seen them look. Brianna then brushed out my long, dark hair until it shone and styled it in a slick high pony.

I couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious as Brianna worked her magic on me, but I also couldn't deny that I felt sexy and confident by the time Brianna was done.

I turned to look at myself in the mini dress and was shocked by the wave of emotion that came over me. I had never worn anything so revealing before, and I couldn't believe how good it made me feel.

"Wow, Rivkah!" Brianna said with a grin. "You look absolutely stunning."

I blushed, a smile spreading across my face. "I can't believe I'm wearing this."

As we got ready to head out the door, I found myself sneaking peaks of Brianna's body. Her tight, red dress clung to her like a second skin. A pair of black knee-high boots completed the outfit. Later that night, Brianna told me she called those her "fuck me boots." Watching the way they made her body move, I could see why.

Brianna's mini dress hugged her curves in all the right places, and I couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to run her hands over Brianna's smooth, silky skin.

Brianna looked like a total bombshell. I nearly cried looking at her. I felt lucky that she wanted to go to the party with me.

"Thank you," I said while reaching out for her hand.

"For what?" Brianna asked with a shocked look on her face.

"I know that we come from two different worlds...I must seem naïve sometimes. I'm 18, and I've never been to a party," I said, feeling a bit sorry for myself.

Brianna lifted my head by my chin, looked me in the eyes, and said, "there is no one on this planet I would rather go to this party with. All I want is you."

"Then let's do this!" I replied, smiling back at her.

We soon left her dorm and headed to the party, excited for the night ahead. As we walked into the house, we were greeted by a throng of energetic college students dancing, drinking, and laughing.

Brianna must have noticed my nervousness because she squeezed my hand and smiled reassuringly. "It's going to be okay," she said. "Just relax and have fun. We can leave whenever you want."

I took a deep breath and tried to calm my nerves. I knew that Brianna was right and that the only way to have a good time was to let go and enjoy myself.

I was immediately struck by the sight of all the women dressed in various party outfits. Some were wearing dresses, others were in leggings and crop tops, and there were even a few in what appeared to be latex bodysuits. The sight was both intimidating and exhilarating.

Brianna led me to the makeshift bar, where we poured ourselves some drinks.

"To a night of firsts!" Brianna screamed over the music.

"To a night of firsts!" I screamed back as we both downed a shot of whiskey.

Brianna poured us spiked punch and then led me to the dance floor. I couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious, still unsure how to fit in, but knowing that Brianna was nearby allowed me to let loose and enjoy myself.

As we danced together, I couldn't help but get caught up in the music. I could feel the base pump through my body, making my hips move as if they had a life of their own. The crowded dance floor pushed Brianna's body into mine, and soon our bodies were in sync as they gyrated to the beat.

I couldn't help but be drawn to Brianna's curvy figure as we danced on the hot and steamy dance floor. I could feel the heat radiating off my body, my skin slick with sweat. Brianna's dress was sticking to her curves, and I couldn't take my eyes off her toned body.

I could feel my tiny dress riding higher and higher up my thighs as I moved, the material clinging to my damp body like a second skin. I had never felt so sexy and alive, and it was all thanks to Brianna.

Brianna's eyes burned into my skin. She had never seen me like this before, and it was clear that she loved it. She couldn't resist grinding against me, her dress riding up as we moved together.

The sensation of our bodies pressed together was electric, and I couldn't help but let out a low moan as Brianna ground against me.

"You like that, huh?" Brianna whispered in my ear, a wicked grin on her lips.

I nodded, my face flushed with pleasure. "Yes," I breathed. "It feels so good."

We continued to dance together, lost in the music and the moment. Our bodies moved together perfectly, our movements becoming increasingly seductive as the night went on. My hips swayed to the beat of the music, my hands running up and down Brianna's sides. I continued to be shocked by my boldness, but I felt alive in a way I had never felt before.

Brianna's hands were soon tangled in my hair, pulling me close as we kissed deeply. Our tongues met as Brianna slipped her hand under my dress, grabbing my bare ass. Her lips melted into mine as the rest of the world washed away.

The heat of the dance floor and the intensity of our attraction to each other made it feel like we were the only two people in the room. We were lost in our own world, entirely consumed by our desire for each other.

As we continued to dance, Brianna and I couldn't stop touching each other, our hands roaming over each other's sweat-drenched bodies. We were both hot and out of breath, our hearts racing as we kissed each other.

We were too caught up in each other to notice the looks we were getting from the other people on the dance floor. All we cared about was the pleasure we were giving each other.

"Let's go home," Brianna said while dragging across the dance floor to the nearest exit.

We soon crashed through Brianna's door as we touched and grabbed at each other's glistening bodies. We fell on her bed and began laughing.

"Did that just happen? Wow, Rivkah, you were so hot!" Brianna said while running her hand through my hair.

I loved how strands of Brianna's blonde hair stuck to her slick skin, giving her a wild and untamed look. I was overcome with lust as I lay in bed next to her.

"I don't know what came over me. I couldn't control myself. It was as if my body just took over. All I wanted was to touch you," I replied, pulling Brianna closer.

Our lips met again. Our tongues touching sent shivers straight to my already-drenched pussy.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Brianna asked, ensuring I was comfortable with what was about to happen.

"This is all I want," I said, kissing her again. I surprised myself with how bold I was. It was like this whole other part of me finally woke up. I couldn't keep my hands off Brianna. I was so turned on by her hot, sweaty body that I couldn't resist the urge to touch and explore every inch of her.

I ran my hands over Brianna's curves, my fingers tracing the lines of her body as I kissed her neck and collarbone. She moaned softly, her head thrown back in pleasure as my hands roamed lower and lower.

My right hand grabbed her tight ass as I slid my knee between her legs. The hem of Brianna's dress slid up her body as my knee pressed against her drenched thong.

Brianna's fingers were equally as eager, her hands running over my stomach and thighs. She couldn't get enough of the feeling of my skin under her hands, and she couldn't wait to feel it all over her body.

I looked at Brianna with a wicked gleam in my eye.

"I've been dying to do this all night," I said, reaching out to grasp the hem of Brianna's damp, sweat-soaked red dress.

Brianna's laughter filled the room as she stood there a little breathlessly as I slowly peeled the clinging fabric away from her skin. The dress was stuck to her body, sticking to every curve and contour in a way that left no mystery as to the extent of her arousal.

The dress was finally stripped away with a gentle tug, revealing Brianna's toned and glistening body beneath. I reached out and traced my fingertips along the slick skin of Brianna's stomach.

Brianna shuddered at my touch, her whole body feeling electric and alive.

"Stand up," Brianna instructed me.

I stood up as Brianna slid behind me. I held my breath, excited but uncertain about what was about to happen. Brianna lifted my hair away from my neck as she blew on my wet skin, causing me to tremble. Her lips gently began kissing the sensitive skin where my neck met my ear as she whispered to me.

"I need to see your body," Brianna stated while diligently starting to undress me.

Brianna gently pulled the straps off my shoulders, causing my dress to fall to the floor. Brianna glided her hands across my back. Suddenly I felt my bra unclasp as Brianna's hands crept their way to my now bare breasts. The feeling of her hands on my nipples made me moan in delight. She turned me around and took in my body in all its glory.

It was our first time naked together, and I could tell we both felt nervous but excited. I couldn't help but admire Brianna's beauty as we stood together, completely naked and vulnerable. We shared a tender moment before deciding to move on to the next step of our relationship.

"You are so beautiful, Rivkah." Brianna sincerely said while running her hand across my torso.

I blushed, uncertain of what to say. "I am glad you like it. I shaved my pubic hair tonight. I thought you would like that," I sheepishly said, hoping for Brianna's approval.

"Your pussy looks good enough to eat," Brianna purred while running her fingers over my labia for an all too brief second.

"I would have liked it no matter what, though. I love you, Rivkah. I want you to know I love you just the way you are," Brianna earnestly said.

Tears formed in my eyes as I told her, "I love you too, Brianna! I am so in love with you!"

I pulled our naked bodies together as we once again began to kiss. The sound of our breathing and our lips smacking filled the room, as I got lost in the sensation of Brianna's skin against mine.

"Let's move to the bed," Brianna said, pulling me with her.

Brianna glided her body over mine as she laid me on her bed. Our lips met again as Brianna's hands roamed over my body, her touch gentle but demanding. She traced the curves of my body, her fingers leaving a trail of heat in their wake. I moaned softly, arching my back as Brianna kissed my neck and collarbone.

"I want to make you feel good," Brianna said as her lips slowly kissed down my body.

Brianna's lips descended to my breast, kissing around the sensitive skin. Her left hand began tracing my nipples as Brianna meticulously kissed the underside of my boobs.