Tribadism

Meanwhile Carmen and Erica entered Erica's bedroom, giddy from excessive amounts of junk food and soda. Erica held her fingers in the air like a magician.

"Shazam," she said, and pushed in the button on her doorknob, "access denied."

"Don't rub it in," Carmen said

"Would a lock really make her life any better?"

“Sorry,” Erica said.

“Hey, Eri, ya know what we talked about earlier...”

“I told you, there's nothing to worry about,” Erica said,

“I'll never tell anyone you jerked your brother off with your foot.”

“I'm going to kill you,” Carmen said. She wished she had never mentioned it. Telling Erica had linked the incidental contact and listening outside the bathroom door in her mind. It had turned a spotlight on the thoughts she had been having, on the truth, the true nature of her evil desires.

“Maybe before you end my life,” Erica said,

“You can finish what you started out front?”

Erica stepped forward, their toes touched and so did their chests. Carmen nipples sparkled with sensation. She looked into those big, green eyes. Erica lips quivered and so did hers. She pressed her lips to Erica's, closed her eyes and tilted her head. Her tongue darted out tentatively and Erica mouth opened.

She dove in, plunging her tongue inside another girl's mouth. It was more exciting than kissing a boy, not that she knew much about that.

Erica's hands clamped down on her ass and it shot a bolt of electricity into her crotch. Their passion flared and she grabbed Erica's firm athletic ass and forced their groins together. Erica moaned into her mouth, and sucked her tongue hard while inching backwards, pulling her along. Erica broke the kiss and sat on the bed behind her.

"I'm sorry, Erica, I, ah, I got...."

"Shh, don't say anything,” Erica said, her ankles hooked behind Carmen's calves, locking her legs to the side of the bed. Something had changed between them, she saw it in Erica's eyes. She combed her fingers through Erica's hair and stared into her eyes. It was a defining moment, a point of no return, and she was terrified.

Carmen inhaled sharply when Erica's lips touched her stomach. The tongue circling her belly button caused goosebumps to race down her legs. “Erii,” she said, “what are you doing?”

Erica looked up and said, “Let me.”

She had never felt so alive or alert. Her senses crackled and her body buzzed. Erica willfully stared into her eyes, tracing the top edge of her sweatpants with an index finger. Her abs tightened and she whispered, “Eri.”

“It's okay,” Erica said.

She was pretty sure it wasn't okay, but she didn't have the power nor desire to make it stop. Erica's eyes were demanding, yet passionately loving, and Carmen knew she would let her best friend do whatever she wanted, no-matter how terrified she was.

The hands holding her shirt halfway up her stomach, her own hands, lifted the shirt up over her head without asking permission. Her pink, cotton-puff nipple sacks swelled and pulsated.

Erica leaned forward and Carmen stared at the top of her head. Wet lips pressed against that space between the top of her sweats and her belly-button. It was flesh that had never felt such sensitive warmth. The hot, wet tip of Carmen's tongue was moving down, down and further down. It had only dropped a short distance, but in Carmen's mind it took a lifetime to reach the top of her pants. “Ah...Eriii.”

The drawstring around her waist tightened on her hip bones, cutting in, then the bow that held her sweatpants in place seemed to vibrate into her groin as it pulled apart. The coolness of the room's air slapped her on the ass and rushed between her legs. She realized moisture from her pussy had seeped down her inner thighs. Erica's hands tightened and her fingers dug into the fleshy cushions of her ass. She couldn't do this, couldn't let it happened. She wanted to push her friend's head away from the slippery mess between her legs. “What, ah, what are you....”

Erica gaze silenced her. She pulled her foot out of her pants and widened her stance to make room for the pint-sized gymnast, who was sliding down off the bed. It was a nasty way for a young girl to present herself, spread open, vulnerable, and exposed. Shame and embarrassment should have demanded she stop it from happening, but a puff of air from Erica's mouth pushed her into another realm where her father's voice couldn't be heard.

A million sparks tingled just inside her pussy lips and spread up into her body deeper than her fingers had ever reached. She panted, feeling each taunting breath her friend released. Erica's eyes had never been as big or as green as they were now, staring up from below her black bush. The long lashes blinked slowly, then it happened. Nothing she had ever done to herself felt so wonderful. The same sensual tongue that had probed her mouth and danced with her own tongue was licking her inflamed labia.

“Ahhh, oh shit,” she gasped. Nobody had ever touched her ass the way Erica was fondling it.

Fingernails raked down her cheeks, followed the curvature of her ass and continued down her inner thighs.

“Oh, god.” She closed her eyes and threw her head back, unable to comprehend what was happening between her legs. The probing, snaking motion of Erica's tongue at the mouth of her pussy tube ripped her mind apart. Her body was out of her control. Her hands pawed at her own tits, twisting their silky crowns."Oh, goodness Fuck!!," she cried out.

Carmen didn't want to climax on her friend's face, inside her mouth, but she rocked, dipped and ground her cunt on the lashing tongue, searching for release.She thought of warning Erica on coming rather she begged for it.

“Oh, yes, yes, make me cum...”

Erica's hands gripped her ass with incredible force and pulled her face up into Carmen's pussy, ramming her tongue deep inside. Carmen had never been so removed from reality and she never wanted to come back.

Nothing existed except her pussy, Erica's mouth and the orgasm that threatened to knock her off her feet. It exploded violently, shaking her from head to toe, then her toes curled and she fell forward onto the bed. Her body coiled up into a ball and she wept.

The warm, softness of Erica's naked body wrapped around her like a blanket, and her lips touched her ear. “Didn't you like it?” she whispered.

“I did". Carmen replied.

“So did I,” Erica said, and kissed the back of her neck.

"Have you, um, have you ever done that before?"

"Oh, about a million times," Erica said, "in my fantasies."

“I swear, I've never...I can't even move,” Carmen said.

“I don't think I've ever gone off like that. I was gonna kill you, but you killed me.”

“Don't worry, I'll give you a chance to kill me.” Erica chuckled.