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Sitting on my bed I thumbed through the pages of my Chemistry book. "Can you do question six." I asked.

"Six? Yeah, come here I'll show you." Debbie replied.

I moved to the end of the bed, stood up and walked across to my desk where Debbie was doing her homework. I leant forward over her shoulder and placed my hand on the desk for support. "I just can't work out the point group of the PF5 molecule?"

"Oh, I see." Debbie turned to the back page in her exercise book and sketched the structure of the PF5 molecule in pencil. "Well it's quite simple, there is 3-fold rotation axis, three 2-fold rotation axes and a horizontal mirror plane, which makes it D3h symmetry."

"Oh right, I see." Turning round I returned to my place on the bed, sitting upright with my back against the wall and my homework on my knee.

Debbie was my best friend; we had been friends since Primary school at the age of 5. Now we were both studying for our A-levels, hoping to go to University in a couple of year's time. She often come round to my house to do her homework, before her Mum and Dad got back from work at about 6pm. Then she would leave and walk home.

"Are you two alright." My mum called up the stairs. "Do you want a drink or anything?"

"No we are okay, thanks." I shouted back, having seen Debbie shake her head.

"Well, just shout if you want anything."

"Okay Mum."

I put my homework to one side for a moment and said to Debbie "Have you seen the way Chris was looking at you today, he's nice don't you think?"

"He's alright I suppose." Debbie replied without looking up.

"Why don't you ask him out?"

Debbie looked up and turned round. "I don't really fancy him."

"Why not? He's quite nice."

Debbie got up and sat next to me on the bed. "Can I tell you something?" she asked nervously.

"Of course." I replied sincerely.

"Well." Debbie said slowly, looking down at her feet. "I'm a lesbian."

"Really?" I replied quietly, a little shocked.

"I think so - yes. I've never told anyone before."

"Do you fancy me then?" I asked half jokingly.

Still avoiding my eyes she mumbled "Yeah." As she finished her reply she flicked her head up and glanced in my eyes to gauge my reaction before lowering her head again.

Taken aback a little I hesitated for a moment then as a form of comforting to ease her obvious embarrassment I placed my hand on Debbie's thigh with slow deliberation. She looked my hand for a moment and then started rubbing her hand along mine. She looked up into my eyes and with her free hand brushed my long dark hair back, carefully brushing the last strands out of my face.

"Can I touch you?" she whispered.

My mind felt confused, I didn't really know what she meant and my heart was pounding but I nodded.

She took her hand from mine and touched my breasts. I felt my nipples harden and I knew she felt it too, through the thin lacy material of my bra. She seemed to gain a little confidence from the knowledge that I was becoming aroused and began to unbutton my blouse. With four buttons undone she leaned forward and ran her tongue along my left breast. I felt myself, quite unintentionally, getting more and more aroused and I wanted her to lick my nipples. I reached my hands up behind my back and unclasped my bra through the thin material of my blouse. With my bra released Debbie pulled it off completely with one hand while she began to nibble on my hard nipple. I felt myself getting wet as she licked and sucked my nipples. My mind was a mix of emotions; the torment that being licked by a girl was wrong combined with the immense pleasure she was giving me with her tongue. I subconsciously placed my inhibitions to one side and just let my body enjoy her soft touch.

She unbuttoned my blouse completely, so that I sat topless on the bed while she worked her magic tongue around my breasts. With a smooth motion she climbed over me and placed her knees either side of my legs. Looking down at her kissing my breasts I took hold of the back of her head and with a little upward motion she left my breasts and we were face to face. I leant forward and briefly kissed her, she looked back at me, smiled and whispered "I love you Gill." Then she leaned forward and her tongue licked my lips for a split second before we kissed; her hands still roved across my chest, pleasuring my body.

After a short while of beautiful kissing she stopped for a moment and climbed off me. Pushing me forward a little she sat behind me and resumed kissing but this time on my sensitive neck. She softly licked and kissed me as she began to unbutton my jeans. I felt my already juicy pussy well up more juices, like a softly bubbling mountain stream as her hands got closer and closer to my pussy. With the five buttons of my jeans undone she slipped her hand into my lacy white panties and touched the top of my pubic hair with her fingers. I felt myself close to orgasm as she touched me. Her hand reached further into my panties and rubbed along the wet lips of my soaking pussy. Drawing her fingers out from between my wet panties she rubbed my pussy juices across my breasts before her hand dived back into my panties to scoop out some more of my lovely juices. Pushing me forward further so my crotch was right on the end of the bed, she moved again. This time she climbed from behind me and knelt down on the floor in front of me. She pulled off my jeans and panties completely and began to lick the soft flanges of my pussy. I wanted her to tongue me so badly as by this stage my inhibitions had been pushed to a corner as the pleasure of her touch overwhelmed me. I opened my legs as wide as I could so she could lick the juices running out of my soft hairy mound. I parted my lips with my middle and index fingers and she eased her tongue into my tight, virgin hole. As she tongued me I placed my hands on the back of her head and pushed my hairy wet mound into her face. I gripped her head tightly and felt her tongue snake up, deep inside my passage. I took one hand from her head and rubbed my clitty. As she continued to tongue me I felt my body shudder and convulse under the weight of the best orgasm I had ever had. I tried hard to control myself, to stop my Mum from hearing me scream through my best orgasm. With groans and moans I climaxed, my already sopping wet pussy squirted more juices all over Debbie's chin. After I had come Debbie continued to lick me and clean off my juices from around my hairy pussy.

Then, when I was clean, she stood up and started to unbutton her blouse, stripping provocatively before me. With slow and deliberate motions she undid each button, to reveal her bra. I stood up, still naked, scooped one of her boobs out of her bra and started to suck her erect nipple. I ran my hand down her tummy and into her panties; which were very wet. I knew she was smooth because I had seen her when we showered after PE. It felt so lovely to touch another girl's pussy; I felt her soft lips and delicately rubbed her clitty. Debbie responded to my investigations with faint moans, growing in intensity as I found her pleasure spot. I kissed her sensually as I inserted one of fingers into her pussy; something I had done to myself many times but never before to another girl. Her response was to kiss me with more vigour and aggression. With every thrust of my finger and rub of her clitty she kissed with greater and greater passion, before it was too much for her to bear and she drew her lips away from mine. With my head buried in her chest, licking her soft breasts and sucking her hard nipples she came, moaning and grunting through her orgasm. As it subsided I brought my head up from her chest and we kissed again. It was a long lingering kiss, with all the feeling and meaning of two girls who know they have found each other, found the love they both knew they wanted but struggled to express. It was a defining moment in my life, as I knew then, what I know now and what I will know forever, that I am a lesbian.

I got dressed again and we tidied up my room a little. We left the homework and just sat on the bed holding hands; it felt so right to be with her. She changed my life completely in the space of 30 minutes, like nothing I had felt before, my inhibitions conquered and my emotions overflowed to her soft touch.

Written by Gillian Tanner

Copyright 2000

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