We'd met in fresher's week and hit it off straight away. My first thought was that she was gorgeous, quirky and cool in a way I could never be, but there was nothing sexual in that first appraisal. Of course, there wasn't. I wasn't a lesbian and nor was she. We both had boyfriends - in fact, that was one of the things that united us in the first mad weeks when everyone else was copping off with each other.
I don't know when things first changed. The drunken night that ended us with falling asleep in the same bed and waking up with her hand on my breast. Her complete lack of self-consciousness which meant that most days I would see her beautiful body in some form of undress. I'd never looked at a woman in a sexual way but something happened and I started to hunger to catch glimpses of her body.
Obviously, I'd never have done anything about it, never would have revealed what I was feeling. But then one night, when she'd touched my leg for what felt like the fiftieth time, I realised something amazing. She felt the same way. I could see it in her eyes - the same hunger, the same desire I was feeling. From the very first moment on, I knew something was going to happen.
It was after a very drunken wild party, involving lots of kissing strangers and taking clothes off - a typical student party - but all night it was only her I wanted. By the time we got back to my room I just couldn't wait. I'd been watching her all night, thinking of what I wanted to do with her when we got back into the privacy of my room. Earlier that day we'd agreed that she'd sleep there tonight, for no particular reason, creating an unspoken promise of the delights yet to come. Neither of us had ever slept with a woman before but the thought was intoxicating.
When we got into the room we both fell onto the bed, our mouths drunkenly meeting each other, hungry with built up anticipation of what was to come. It didn't take long for our hands to start wandering. She unhooked my bra deftly with one hand whilst guiding my nipple into her mouth with the other. Electric shocks ran up and down my spine and I could feel myself getting slippery and wet.
I gasped and she let out a groan against my now rock hard nipple. I pushed her back down onto the bed and began to kiss and nibble at her neck, enjoying her moans, both of our hands wandering over the top halves of each other bodies. Soon we were both lying there panting and gasping, burning with absolute desire for each other. As she reached to turn off the light I caught her hand.
"No I want to be able to see you, enjoy your fantastic body and watch you come."
Taking her hand in mine, I guided it down so she could feel how wet I was for her.
As I rested her hand on the sopping wet crotch of my panties, I ran my finger around the waistband of her trousers.
"Do you want me to?" I whispered in her ear as I ran my tongue down her neck.
She shivered in delight and put her hands on my face.
Do you want to?" she said, looking straight into my eyes.
Our faces were so close, so intimate; I could smell my sex on her hand.
"There's nothing I want more," I told her with a grin. She pulled my face close to hers and thrust her tongue into my mouth as my hands found their way down her trousers to her hot, wet pussy. I felt her clit harden as my finger passed over it and she started writhing around on my bed panting and moaning.
I pushed one, then two fingers inside her as she continued to moan in delight. As my finger flicked over her clit, she took one of my nipples into her mouth and flicked it with her tongue. All the while I was squeezing my thighs together feeling my clit throb in agony, I needed her to touch it, and soon.
I guided her hand over my stomach and this time into my panties and almost came as her fingers glided through my wetness and straight inside me. We were living out or favourite fantasy, with the lights on, so everything was visible and we could both see each other getting closer and closer. A red flush began creeping up her neck and her breath was coming out in shallow gasps.
"Oh God, don't stop what you're doing, please, don't stop that."
Encouraged by this I started to suck her nipple and she started shaking and thrusting against my hand. Sharply she pulled her pelvis away from my hand as she let out a deep sigh. I looked up just in time to see her come, looking straight at me. That was all I needed to push me over the edge.
As we both lay there in each others arms, we knew that after tonight we could only ever be friends again - best friends but never lovers. No matter how good the sex could be, we were both happy with our boyfriends and this was only something that needed doing to clear the air. But every time I think about what we did I feel that jolt of excitement in my stomach, my pussy grows wet and I know it's only a matter of time until I have to find a private area to indulge in my fantasies.
