Chapter 1
It’s a quiet night in Kerri’s room, a finished garage at the end of the house. Though it shares a wall with the living room, it gives the girls a certain amount of privacy as one has to go through the kitchen to get to their door. Kerri and her best friend Laura are up late talking and scrolling through their phones.
Kerri was the younger of the two girls having just turned eighteen barely a month ago; Laura had last October. At 5’6” Kerri was an average height but with anything but an average body. Dark eyes and dark, black hair that spilled down her back in waves drew from her partial Native American heritage, mixed with the pale skin of her northern European father. A thin, supple layer of baby fat still remained leading to Botticellian curves. Large 36 DD tits, inherited from her mother, were still perky with youth and the skin of them soft as silk, nipples large and readily drawn between lips. Smooth, but soft stomach with a slight outward curve. Thighs and an ass that rippled when slapped, with that thickness one would expect, but that belied a certain flexibility.
Laura, petite and feisty, had shoulder length straight blond hair, blue eyes, and a slight tan as any Florida girl should. As bountiful as Kerri’s breasts were, Laura’s ass was a dream to be imagined. Slight of frame, only 5’ 2”, smaller B cup breasts though with nipples that stood up hard at any momentary turn on. She often wore padded bras just out of unease with her nipples messaging her every desire. But her ass… due to hips just within wide enough for her body, but still broad, her ass resembled that apple shape that songs were written about. Some of those at school referred to the two of them as “Tits and Ass”.
Laura, laid-back and a little bit sleepy, lounged on a pile of pillows. Kerri sat with one leg drawn up under her and the other hanging off the edge of the bed. They had the easy intimacy of best friends, the kind that allowed for hours of uninterrupted conversation. Recently though, they had gotten closer, a little more innuendo, touches lingering a little too long. It was awkward, but a rumor had even briefly spread at school that they were already dating. Each called the rumor absurd, but in reality each had started to look at the other a little bit differently since then. But now they were discussing random topics that progressed to more adult arenas as they were both starting to navigate the complexities of adulthood.
As they doom scrolled through social media, Kerri started quietly singing along to the song that was playing “...the taste of her cherry chap stick.”
“Oh really, what girl did you kiss? Didn’t tell me about it.” Laura teased.
“I haven’t, not yet, ha ha,” Kerri tried to laugh it off. “Although, if it was this singer, I definitely would.”
“Yeah, but that doesn’t count, who would you that we actually know?”
“You know, I saw Chelsea the other day,” Kerri said casually, her dark eyes glinting with mischief. “She’s looking… sexy lately. Like, really sexy.”
Laura’s blue eyes flicked up, “Oh yeah? What’s she been up to?” she asked, her tone light but tinged with curiosity. Chelsea was a mutual friend, someone they had both known from school, but Laura hadn’t seen her in months.
Kerri shrugged, her full lips curling into a smirk. “Nothing much, just… you know. She’s been working out, I guess. And her tits have really, ah, developed.” She paused, pulling up a picture on her phone and showing Laura. Her gaze drifted to Laura’s face, as if gauging her reaction. “You think she’s sexy too?”
Laura’s heart skipped a beat, though she wasn’t sure why. She laughed, a soft, nervous sound, and tossed a pillow at Kerri. “I mean, she’s not bad, but I’m not the one drooling over her.”
Kerri caught the pillow effortlessly, her smirk widening. “You’re just jealous,” she teased, her voice low and playful. “Admit it, Laura. You think she’s hot.”
Laura rolled her eyes, feeling a flush creep up her cheeks. “Okay, fine. She’s hot. But so are you, Kerri.”
A quiet moment paused between them where Laura’s mind was racing.
“So… Do you think I’m sexy too, or is that just Chelsea’s privilege?” The words slipped out before she could stop them, half-joking, half-serious. The room seemed to still again, the air thickened with an unspoken tension this time.
Kerri’s expression softened, her playful demeanor melting into something sincere. She leaned forward slightly, her gaze locking onto Laura’s. “Of course I do,” she said, her voice quiet but firm. “You’ve got those wide hips and that… ass. It’s like, perfect. Apple-shaped. You know that, right?”
Laura’s breath caught. She hadn’t expected such a direct compliment, and the way Kerri said it... so earnest, so hungry, sent goosebumps rising along her arms. She swallowed hard, her throat suddenly dry. “I… uh… thanks, I guess?”
Kerri’s hand reached out, trembling slightly, as if she wasn’t sure if she could or not. Her fingers hovered just above Laura’s knee, the gesture tentative but charged with intent. Laura’s skin prickled where Kerri’s touch almost landed, her body tense with anticipation.
“You’re beautiful, Laura,” Kerri murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’ve always thought so.”
The words hung in the air, heavy and undeniable. Laura’s heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with so many thoughts she couldn’t voice. She leaned forward, her movements awkward but willing, as if drawn by an invisible thread. Kerri mirrored her, their faces inches apart, the space between them electric.
Forehead to forehead they came to lean against each other. Eyes closed, this let them test the waters as they eased into what was coming next. Their heads turned, lips met in a hesitant kiss, soft and tentative. Laura’s hands trembled as she reached out, her fingers brushing Kerri’s cheek, then sliding into her hair. Laura’s heart raced as Kerri’s hand finally made contact, resting gently on her knee. The touch was electric, sending a jolt through her body.
As they pulled apart, breathless and flushed, their eyes locked each other in a silent knowledge that things were about to change. Kerri’s eyes sparkled with a mix of curiosity and desire. “I’ve wanted to do that for a long time,” she admitted, her voice low and husky. Laura’s pulse raced, her body alive with excitement. She had never done this before, never crossed this line with another woman or anyone. Kerri’s gaze was a magnet, pulling her in deeper. Laura smiled, her cheeks still warm.
“Me too,” she whispered, her fingers tracing the curve of Kerri’s cheek. “But I wasn’t sure if you felt the same way.” Kerri’s lips curved into a mischievous smile. “Well, now you know.” She leaned in again, her lips brushing against Laura’s ear.
“I… I want to explore this,” Laura whispered, her voice unsteady.
Kerri nodded, her expression a mix of desire and vulnerability. “Please,” she breathed. “I want to know what it’s like to do this... to feel you against me.”
Kerri’s hand slid up her thigh to the hem of Laura’s shirt, lifting it slowly, her fingers brushing against her skin as she pulled it over her head. Her bra in the way, Kerri sighed at the barrier to what she really wanted. She leaned in and kissed Laura to distract her as she reached behind to unfasten the strap. As she straightened she pulled the bra off and cast it aside. Laura’s small breasts were exposed, her nipples already tight with arousal. Kerri’s gaze lingered on her chest, her eyes dark with desire. Laura folded her arms back over her chest, insecurity leading her into covering her small breasts.
“You’re so beautiful,” Kerri murmured, her voice filled with awe. She leaned down, her lips brushing against Laura’s collarbone, her breath warm against her skin. Laura arched her back slightly, a soft moan escaping her lips as Kerri’s mouth trailed down her chest. Kerri pulled Laura’s hands away, placing them back over her shoulders as she took a nipple into her mouth for the first time.
Laura’s hands moved slowly, as if mapping uncharted territory. She traced the curve of Kerri’s neck, her fingers lingering on the soft skin of her shoulders. Kerri shivered under her touch, her breath quickening as she leaned into Laura’s palms. Laura’s confidence grew with each passing moment, her initial hesitation melting away as she explored Kerri’s body with a mix of curiosity and reverence.
Kerri’s hands were cupping Laura’s breasts, her thumbs brushing over the peaks. Laura gasped, her head and body falling back against the pillows as Kerri’s touch sent waves of pleasure through her body. “Kerri... oh, fuck,” she moaned, her hands clutching at the sheets. The way Kerri touched her, with such hunger and admiration, made her feel beautiful.
“You’re so soft,” Kerri murmured, “So fucking soft.” Laura closed her eyes, surrendering to the sensations flooding her body. Kerri’s mouth moved over, her lips closing around the other of Laura’s nipples, sucking gently, her tongue flicking against the sensitive nub. Laura cried out, her body arching off the bed as pleasure surged through her.
“Oh, fuck... Kerri, that feels so good,” Laura panted, her hands tangling in Kerri’s hair, holding her close. Kerri smiled against Laura’s skin, her lips moving between her breasts, lavishing each with the same attention. Laura moaned, her body trembling with her nerves. She had never felt this way before, this intense, all-consuming desire that seemed to consume her entire being. Laura’s hands moved lower, slipping under the collar of Kerri’s tank top to trace the curve of her breasts. Kerri’s skin was warm and smooth, her body voluptuous in a way that made Laura’s fingers ache to explore further. She pulled Kerri closer, their bodies pressing together, the heat between them undeniable.
Kerri’s body rose up to meet Laura’s, mirroring each other face to face, bosom to bosom. Their kisses deepened, their tongues tangling in a dance that was both clumsy and desperate. Laura’s hands roamed freely now, her inhibitions fading as desire took over. She tugged at the hem of Kerri’s shirt, pulling it over her head. Kerri’s breasts were full and heavy, her nipples peaked with arousal, and Laura’s mouth watered at the sight.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” Laura whispered, her voice hoarse with want.
Laura’s hands moved to her own shorts, unbuttoning them hastily. She wanted to be naked with Kerri. She wanted to explore every inch of her, and to be explored; to make each other feel things they had only dreamed of.
Kerri watched Laura push her shorts off the bed to the floor. Without hesitation she lunged forward grabbing Laura by the hips and smothering her tight, smooth belly with suckling kisses. Kerri hummed against her skin, the vibration sending waves of pleasure through Laura’s body. Her hands moved lower, slipping under the waistband of Laura’s panties, her fingers lightly tickling the soft skin. Laura’s torso clenched as Kerri’s tickling inched closer to her pussy, her body aching with anticipation.
“I want to taste you,” Kerri whispered, her lips brushing the pale blond hairs of Laura’s privates.
Laura’s heart pounded in her chest, her mind a blur of desire and uncertainty. She had never let anyone touch her like this, never let anyone explore her most intimate places. But wanting this herself, and with Kerri’s gaze was so full of want, so full of her, that she couldn’t wait to say...
“Yes!,” she gasped, her voice barely audible.
Laura lifted her hips, allowing Kerri to slide her panties down her legs. She suddenly felt exposed, vulnerable, but Kerri’s gaze was so full of admiration that she couldn’t help but feel desired. Laura’s body was bare, her skin flushed and warm. Kerri’s gaze traveled down her body, her eyes lingering on the curve of her hips, the swell of her ass.
“You look so fucking delicious,” Kerri murmured, her voice thick with desire. She leaned down, her lips pressing kisses along Laura’s thighs. Kerri’s fingers traced the curve of Laura’s groin, brushing the soft curls between her thighs. Laura’s breath caught, her body tensing with anticipation. Kerri’s touch was light, teasing, her fingers hovering just above Laura’s lips before finally making contact.
Laura’s cheeks flushed, her body trembling as Kerri’s fingers slipped between her folds, her touch slow and deliberate. She moaned softly, her head falling back as pleasure washed over her. Kerri’s fingers moved in a steady rhythm, her thumb brushing Laura’s clit with a pressure that was both gentle and insistent.
“You’re so wet,” Kerri murmured, her voice thick with desire. “So fucking wet for me.”
“Kerri, please,” Laura whispered, her voice a plea.
Kerri’s lips curved into a smirk as she leaned down, her breath ghosting over Laura’s moist lips. Laura’s body tensed, her heart pounding in her chest as Kerri’s tongue made contact with her, warm and wet and oh, so eager. She cried out, her hands gripping the sheets as Kerri’s mouth worked its magic, her tongue flicking and sucking with a rhythm that sent her spiraling toward the edge.
“Oh, fuck... Kerri, please,” Laura begged, her body arching off the bed as Kerri’s tongue worked it’s way up and down inside Laura’s pussy. She had never done this, but tried to do with her tongue what she liked to do with her own fingers.
Then making her tongue rigid, she tried thrusting into Laura’s canal, fucking her with her tongue.
Then it happened, then Kerri’s tongue finally made contact with her clit. The sensation was overwhelming, pleasure surging through Laura like a tidal wave. Kerri’s tongue flicked against her clit, her lips sucking gently, her fingers slipping inside her, filling her with a warmth that made Laura cry out.
“Fuck... yes, just like that!” Laura moaned, her body trembling with the coming climax.
Kerri’s fingers moved inside her, thrusting and curling toward the roof of her pussy, her mouth working of her clit in sync with her hands. Laura’s moans grew louder, her body tense with anticipation as she teetered on the edge of orgasm. “Fuck, Kerri, I’m close,” Laura gasped, her voice gruff with excitement.
Laura cried out, her body shaking as she climaxed, her release intense and all-consuming. Kerri’s mouth never stopped, her tongue lapping at Laura’s pussy as she rode out her orgasm, her fingers pressing into the mattress as she clung to the sheets.
When Laura finally came down, her body trembling and spent, Kerri leaned up, her lips curved into a satisfied smile. “Your turn,” Laura whispered, her voice still shaky.
Kerri’s eyes darkened with desire as she nodded, her body eager for Laura’s touch. Laura’s hands moved to Kerri’s jeans, unbuttoning them slowly, her fingers brushing the soft flesh of her stomach. Kerri rose up to stand next to the bed, allowing Laura to slide her jeans and panties down her legs. Her body was a work of art, her curves full and inviting, and Laura’s mouth watered at the sight.
She sat on the edge of the bed and leaned in, her lips brushing Kerri’s belly button, then moving lower. Kerri’s breath hitched, her hands tangling in Laura’s hair as she anticipated her touch. Laura’s tongue made contact with Kerri, her taste sweet and musky, and she moaned softly, her body trembling with desire.
“Oh fuck, Laura,” Kerri gasped, her voice a plea. She reached down to hold Laura’s head for balance, running her fingers into her hair.
Laura’s tongue moved in slow, deliberate strokes, her lips brushing Kerri’s clit with a pressure that was both gentle and insistent. Kerri’s body tensed, her hips bucking slightly as pleasure washed over her. Laura’s hands moved to Kerri’s hips, holding her steady as she explored her with a mix of curiosity and reverence.
“Yes, just like that,” Kerri moaned.
Laura’s fingers slipped between Kerri’s folds, her touch slow and deliberate, her thumb brushing Kerri’s clit with a rhythm that sent her spiraling toward the edge. Kerri cried out, her body falling to the bed as pleasure crashed over her in waves. Laura turned and moved with her, her mouth never stopped, tongue lapping at Kerri’s crease as she rode out her orgasm.
When Kerri finally recovered, her body vibrating with exhilaration, Laura crawled up to Kerri, looking at her face to face, her lips curved into a satisfied smile. Their eyes met, their breaths syncing as they processed what had just happened. The air was thick with the scent of sex and satisfaction, their bodies glowing with the aftermath of their shared pleasure.
Kerri reached out, her hand brushing Laura’s cheek, her touch tender and full of unspoken emotion. “I’ve wanted to do that for so long,” she whispered.
Laura’s heart swelled, her chest tight with a mix of desire and affection. “Me too,” she admitted, her voice soft but sincere.
Kerri’s eyes suddenly lit up and her lips curved into a smile, her gaze locking onto Laura’s. “Do you want to… try something else?”
Laura’s pulse quickened, her body humming with anticipation. “What did you have in mind?”
Kerri’s smirk returned, “Something I’ve seen in a video.”
“What kind of video?” Laura argued as her hands moved down to Laura’s legs, spreading them gently. Laura’s eyes widened as Kerri said “Porn,” and positioned herself between her legs, their bodies aligned, their still wet pussies pressing together. Kerri’s hands moved to Laura’s hips, guiding her, their movements slow and deliberate.
“What are you doing?” Laura laughed, her voice laced with curiosity and anticipation. “Scissoring,” Kerri giggled, her fingers pressing into Laura’s thighs. “I want to feel you against me, skin to skin.”
Laura’s breath quickened, her body responding to the idea with a surge of desire. She had obviously hadn’t done this before, but the thought of being so close to Kerri, of feeling her in such an intimate way, sent a jolt of excitement through her.
“Okay,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. She had always had a weakness for following Kerri in her often peculiar ideas.
Kerri’s eyes darkened with arousal as she nodded, her body shifting to position herself above Laura. Their legs tangled together, their wet selves pressing against each other, the friction sending a spark of pleasure through them both. Laura’s hands moved to Kerri’s hips, guiding her as they began to move in sync, their bodies grinding together with a rhythm that was both clumsy and desperate.
“Fuck, Laura,” Kerri moaned, her voice hoarse with need. “You feel so good.”
“Oh, fuck… Kerri,” Laura cried out, her hands clutching at Kerri’s shoulders as their hips generated the sounds filling the room. The girl’s grunts and panting in effort, the squishing and wet sounds of their pussies slapping and grinding together. Kerri’s weight was both comforting and exhilarating, her body moving with a rhythm that sent shivers down Laura’s spine. Their breathing hard, their moans filling the room, they lost themselves in the sensations.
“Harder,” Laura gasped, her voice a plea.
Kerri’s hips snapped forward, her movements more urgent as she ground against Laura with a force that sent them both spiraling toward the edge. Laura’s hand gripped one of Kerri’s tits, her nails digging into the skin squeezing between her fingers as she met each thrust with equal fervor. The friction was intense, their bodies slick with sweat and arousal, their cries echoing in the small room.
“I’m close,” Kerri whispered, her voice a breathless warning.
Laura’s heart pounded in her chest, her body trembling on the brink. “Me too,” she gasped.
Their movements became frantic, their bodies moving as one as they chased their release. Kerri’s leaned up and her lips found Laura’s, their kisses desperate and hungry, their tongues tangling as they climaxed together. Laura cried out, her body shaking as pleasure crashed over her, her cries muffled by Kerri’s mouth. Kerri’s body shuddered above her, her release just as intense, their moans blending together in their mouths in a moment of shared ecstasy.
When they finally disengaged, their bodies spent and drained, Kerri collapsed from Laura, their breaths combined as they clung to each other’s legs. The room was silent except for that ragged breathing, the air thick with the aftermath of their passion.
Kerri’s fingers brushed along Laura’s calf, her touch tender and full of unspoken emotion. “I’ve never felt like that before,” she whispered.
Laura’s heart swelled, her chest tight with a mix of desire and affection. “Me neither,” she admitted, her voice soft but sincere.
Kerri reached for the blanket, pulling it over their entwined bodies, her movements gentle and caring. They lay there in silence, their bodies still buzzing with the remnants of their pleasure, the warmth of their connection lingering in the air.
As they drifted off to sleep, their heads resting peacefully at opposite ends of the bed, the future remained unspoken but charged with possibility. The room was quiet, the only sound their gentle breathing. Laura’s hand found Kerri’s, their fingers lacing together, a silent acknowledgment of the bond they had just forged.
