The Discovery

It was friday night in the east wing of their college dorm. Becca and Lindsey were sprawled out on the huge plush rug that dominated most of their tiny room, books scattered around them, neglected. Everyone else was out to the frat party that had been the main source of conversation for most of the week, but with the excuse of catching up with some much ignored homework, Becca and her inseparable friend Lindsey had decided to stay in, watch a couple of chick flicks and catch up on some general gossip.

It was now reaching 11.00pm and Becca was flicking pizza crusts playfully at Lindsey, whilst the other tried in vain to smack her in the back of the head with her pillow.

"I'm gonna get you!"

"Uh, no you won't, bitch!"

"YOU skank!"

"YOU WHORE!"

"SUCK MY FUCKING FISH CUNT YOU FAG!"

Both collapsed on the floor laughing, feathers floating around their heads like a whirlwind before gently settling on the rug beside them. Both lay, exhausted, regaining their breath while they stared smiling at each other. Suddenly, Lindsey propped her head up on her hands, elbows to the rug.

"Hey, Becca."

Becca rolled over to a sitting position and looked at her friend, raising an eyebrow quizzically.

"Yeah...?"

"You never told me..." she said, slowly, playing with a discarded feather. "What's your deepest, darkest secret?"

Becca stared at her friend, evaluating the situation, trying to figure out whether she was serious.

"Well...i could tell you...but you have to promise you'll tell me yours."

"Okay, promise. Pinky promise!"

Becca shook her head.

"That's not good enough, how do i know you won't go back on it? Remember what you said about the milk snorting scenario? And then you went and told?"

Lindsey smiled ruefully.

"I only told Leslie...."

"Lindsey!"

"Okay, and MAYBE the entire physics class..." Lindsey looked up and gave Becca her winning smile. "But I said I was sorry!"

Becca pursed her lips, then sighed. She couldn't stand it when Linds disarmed her like that, with those brilliant pearly whites.

"Okay, I believe you. BUT - on one condition. We say it. at the same time. YELLING. Agreed?"

Lindsey nodded. "Okay, I'm in."

"You ready?"

"Yep."

"Okay. Three...two...one..."

"I MASTURBATE!" the two girls cried simultaneously at the top of their lungs.

Both clapped their hands to their mouths.

"WAIT, WHAT?!"

Both stared at each other for an endless moment, then burst out laughing in disbelief.

"You...you...you what?! I mean...you do too?"

"Yeah, all the time! I mean, I haven't had a boyfriend in ages...and sometimes I get these urges..."

"Ohmygosh, I totally get that! Like, I realllly want to have sex with a guy, but I have my rep to uphold and anyways, I promised to myself I'd never do it with a guy who I don't love."

"Yeah! And finding a boyfriend takes so long...and you can never tell if they only want sex..."

"But sometimes you just need it so bad..."

"Mmhmm...uh, Becca?"

"Yeah?"

"Um..."

Becca paused and looked where Lindsey's eyes had drifted to and blushed vigorously. Without even realising it, she had been rubbing circles over the thin material of her shorts that covered her clit, pushed by the sudden arousal that had grown within her.

"Sorry, force of habit."

But as Becca looked back into Lindsey's eyes, she noticed something she had never seen before. It was a hungry, lustful look, like the kind she saw in the men that ravished her body with their eyes when she went to clubs in her little black dress. It was...kind of hot... and what if...

"Becca, there's something I need to tell you."

"Huh?" Becca said, snapped out of her reverie.

"There's another secret I need to share with you, and since we're doing it now..." Lindsey closed her eyes, took a deep breath and said... "I'm in love with you, Becca."

Before she even realised it, Becca's mouth dropped open in shock.

"You...you what?"

Lindsey sighed. "Look, Becca, I'm sorry i've never told you earlier...I've never told anyone, actually, but...I'm a lesbian. I didn't wanna tell you at the start because you were being so nice to me and I was afraid it might ruin our friendship. Then, when we started hanging out more, I began to realise I was growing more than just friendly feelings for you, but again, I didn't want things to get weird...and...and..."

"Wait, stop." Becca cried suddenly. "How long has this been going on? Like, how long have you..."

Lindsey blushed. "Well, uh...about 6 months now."

Becca gasped. "So...all this time? You were..."

Tears began to prick at Lindsey's eyes. She knew Becca wouldn't understand. She was hetero! They never do. And now, she'd gone and ruined a perfectly beautiful friendship. Before she could stop it, she was sobbing quietly to herself, arms wrapped around her torso.

"Becca...I'm so...so..." she choked in between sobs. "I'm so sorry!"

"Lindsey! No, don't cry...hey..."

Becca was overwhelmed with the sudden desire to wrap her arms around her best friend, comfort her, dry her tears and bury her face in her hair while she got the rest of her angst and hurt out. So she did just that, and at first, Lindsey was stiff beneath her, then resumed sobbing against Becca's chest, letting all her emotions flow out in one go.

"W-wait...you don't hate me?"

"Oh, Linds! Of course not...how could I? Look at me." she commanded.

Lindsey raised her large, almond-shaped glittering green eyes to meet Becca's butterscotch melting gaze of sweet intensity.

It was then...it happened.

Becca and Lindsey barely even realized what was going on between them, what this powerful chemical bond was before their eyes met, Becca leaned forward and locked her lips with Lindsey's.

It was magical.

Fireworks went off between the two, who were suddenly moving their lips against one another's in the most natural but passionate way they had ever experienced. Both couldn't believe how soft each other's lips were, how intoxicating the flavour of each other's womanly perfume was. Soon they were writhing against one another, grinding their C cup breasts into the other's and moaning softly into each other's throats.

When they finally broke the kiss, neither said a word but simply smiled into each other's gaze and began to rip of their clothes. When they were both down to their panties, Becca gently pushed Lindsey down onto the rug so she was laying on her back and began to slowly, slowly pull down her red and black silk lace panties, revealing a neatly trimmed triangle of red pubic hair above her otherwise hairless pussy, matching the fire-red curls on her head.

Becca started slowly moving her index and middle finger around Lindsey's clit, moving up to stick her tongue in her mouth and let it dance around while Lindsey began to moan gently in time with her touches. She then began to move down, kissing Lindsey's nipples one by one, licking them, sucking on them and biting a little until Lindsey was crying,

"Becca...oh Becca please....mmmmh..."

Taking this as a hint, she smiled into Lindsey's breast and kissed her way gently down her stomach, around her thighs, and then...

"Becca! Oh becca, kiss me there! PLEASE!"

Even Becca couldn't stand the anticipation anymore. She buried her face in Lindsey's sweet cunt, surrounded by the exotic womanly perfume of her pussy. As her left hand continued its ministrations to Lindsey's clit, she stuck one finger into her hole and began pumping it in and out while her tongue circled her labia and covered her slit in her saliva.

"oh...ohhhhh baby....oh Becca i'm not going to stand it much longer...oh...Oh..OOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY GOD!"

Lindsey bucked and writhed and screamed under Becca's ever more urgent touches, and as she felt Lindsey's juices spray out and licked them up hungrily, she knew her own pussy was aching to be touched.

"oh, Becca. That was the best orgasm anyone has ever given me...mmmh..." she sighed contentedly and returned the passionate kiss that Becca was filling her mouth with.

"mmm baby I love making you feel that way...it gets me so...Linds!"

"it's your turn now, sweetheart."

Becca's eyes burst open.

*** hope you liked it ! tell me if you want a sequel. :)