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First touch
There was no signal so the tv turned itself off at the end of the DVD
It's now pitch black in your room.
We lie facing each other,
closer together than we have been before.
We play our usual game of tracing our fingers up and down each other's arms.
The fear of rejection preventing me from voicing my feelings for you.
I know you feel the same as I do because your breath, hot on my cheek is becoming shorter as you become more aroused.
I slip my hand inside the sleeve of your T-shirt and trace your shoulder from back to front 'accidentally' brushing the side of your breast in the process.
My own nipples harden at the thought of what I just did.
Still in denial, I am terrified you will sense my own arousal and never speak to me again.
But in response through the fabric of my Tshirt you boldly trace a single finger over the swell of my own breast and hold your breath waiting for some sort of a reaction.
Oh my god.
My hand is still inside your sleeve relishing in the feel of you flawless smooth skin.
With the back of my fingers I follow the curve of the side of your breast, ever so careful to avoid the peak.
Just in case.
Now it is me holding my breath.
Did I imagine it?
Oh no. I have ruined our friendship.
You pull your hand away and before it even makes contact with the area on your back that you need to scratch I assume the worst and my heart sinks.
For what felt like an eternity I waited for you to tell me how disgusted you were.
But wait.
Maybe it really was just an itch.
Your hand is back, but lower this time.
Oh no.
You slip your hand up under the hem of my Tshirt and I recoil.
You press your cheek against mine and whisper to me
'Its ok. I promise'
You know about my scars. But nobody has ever touched them. Or seen them. You give me a little kiss on the cheek and I forget my insecurities as your fingers read every last bump like Braille.
You slide down the bed and I melt as your warm lips come to rest on the biggest of my scars.
I can't take it.
I move and pull you back to where you were before.
I take my chances and I lean in and kiss you.
I am still surprised when I realise you are kissing me back.
I can't believe this is actually happening!
My lips are tingling and my mind is mush.
As I catch my breath I reach for the hem of your Tshirt and pull it up to expose you.
I lean down, no longer feeling the need to hide my desire from you and cup your breast in my hand and trail kisses right over every inch of it.
As I do so your breathing becomes heavier and faster.
You gasp as I flick my tongue across your nipple.
I can't believe I am actually doing this!
I then gently rub my thumb over it while I flick my tongue over and around the other.
Then replacing my tongue with my other thumb I leave a path of kisses up your throat as you arch into me.
You grab my head and pull me towards you.
You gently bite my lower lip before allowing me to kiss you.
This time it is so filled with passion. I can not believe it.
I move my hand to the waistband of your shorts and whisper ' can I?'
You reply with a nearly inaudible 'yes'
I can not actually believe what I am doing and I slowly slide my hand inside your underwear.
I cup my hand over your mound just for a minute.
Still expecting you to freak out on me but instead you slide your hand between my legs.
My brain explodes like millions of fireworks going off all at once.
I slide my middle finger down into the hot wet groove and back up again to find the little nub I am familiar with on my own body.
You let out a breathy groan into my ear that sends shivers all over my body.
I mimick the strokes you are making on my own clit and the strokes gain speed.
It feels like electricity is pulsing through my veins and at the exact same moment our bodies tense and begin to shudder, we hold our breaths and ride the wave higher and higher until we both come crashing to the shore over and over.
As we try to catch our breath,
My insecurities return. Are you going to ever speak to me again? There is no turning back now. I can't talk my way out of it.
As if you can hear the thoughts running through my mind you kiss me, and then say three words I never thought I would hear from you.
I love you
It's now pitch black in your room.
We lie facing each other,
closer together than we have been before.
We play our usual game of tracing our fingers up and down each other's arms.
The fear of rejection preventing me from voicing my feelings for you.
I know you feel the same as I do because your breath, hot on my cheek is becoming shorter as you become more aroused.
I slip my hand inside the sleeve of your T-shirt and trace your shoulder from back to front 'accidentally' brushing the side of your breast in the process.
My own nipples harden at the thought of what I just did.
Still in denial, I am terrified you will sense my own arousal and never speak to me again.
But in response through the fabric of my Tshirt you boldly trace a single finger over the swell of my own breast and hold your breath waiting for some sort of a reaction.
Oh my god.
My hand is still inside your sleeve relishing in the feel of you flawless smooth skin.
With the back of my fingers I follow the curve of the side of your breast, ever so careful to avoid the peak.
Just in case.
Now it is me holding my breath.
Did I imagine it?
Oh no. I have ruined our friendship.
You pull your hand away and before it even makes contact with the area on your back that you need to scratch I assume the worst and my heart sinks.
For what felt like an eternity I waited for you to tell me how disgusted you were.
But wait.
Maybe it really was just an itch.
Your hand is back, but lower this time.
Oh no.
You slip your hand up under the hem of my Tshirt and I recoil.
You press your cheek against mine and whisper to me
'Its ok. I promise'
You know about my scars. But nobody has ever touched them. Or seen them. You give me a little kiss on the cheek and I forget my insecurities as your fingers read every last bump like Braille.
You slide down the bed and I melt as your warm lips come to rest on the biggest of my scars.
I can't take it.
I move and pull you back to where you were before.
I take my chances and I lean in and kiss you.
I am still surprised when I realise you are kissing me back.
I can't believe this is actually happening!
My lips are tingling and my mind is mush.
As I catch my breath I reach for the hem of your Tshirt and pull it up to expose you.
I lean down, no longer feeling the need to hide my desire from you and cup your breast in my hand and trail kisses right over every inch of it.
As I do so your breathing becomes heavier and faster.
You gasp as I flick my tongue across your nipple.
I can't believe I am actually doing this!
I then gently rub my thumb over it while I flick my tongue over and around the other.
Then replacing my tongue with my other thumb I leave a path of kisses up your throat as you arch into me.
You grab my head and pull me towards you.
You gently bite my lower lip before allowing me to kiss you.
This time it is so filled with passion. I can not believe it.
I move my hand to the waistband of your shorts and whisper ' can I?'
You reply with a nearly inaudible 'yes'
I can not actually believe what I am doing and I slowly slide my hand inside your underwear.
I cup my hand over your mound just for a minute.
Still expecting you to freak out on me but instead you slide your hand between my legs.
My brain explodes like millions of fireworks going off all at once.
I slide my middle finger down into the hot wet groove and back up again to find the little nub I am familiar with on my own body.
You let out a breathy groan into my ear that sends shivers all over my body.
I mimick the strokes you are making on my own clit and the strokes gain speed.
It feels like electricity is pulsing through my veins and at the exact same moment our bodies tense and begin to shudder, we hold our breaths and ride the wave higher and higher until we both come crashing to the shore over and over.
As we try to catch our breath,
My insecurities return. Are you going to ever speak to me again? There is no turning back now. I can't talk my way out of it.
As if you can hear the thoughts running through my mind you kiss me, and then say three words I never thought I would hear from you.
I love you
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