( SN: if you don't like sexual scenes, i advice you just skim through. (: )
*Aaliyah's point of view*
I don't know where the fuck I'm going, but I couldn't stay in there. The second Nia said Jasmines name I got nervous. I thought she might have told Nia what happened at my party after she left.
That's the whole reason I disappeared for the summer, I couldn't face Nia after what I did that night. So I booked a flight and spent the summer with my brother in Jamaica. But now I'm back and I have to face what I did. In my defense I was half drunk and she came to me crying and I couldn't help myself. I know I'm one shitty ass friend, and I regret that night, sorta.I decide to run into the bathroom, and with my luck, guess who I run into.
Jasmine is sobbing into her shirt on the counter, this seems way too familiar. I turn to her and question what to do as it tug at my lip with my teeth. "You okay?"
"No.. N-Nia" she stutters under her tears. DejaVu man. "Where's your dorm? We can talk there." I say quickly, I'm scared someone will walk in, even worse if it would be Nia.
Jasmine jumps off the counter and leads me out and into her room, and we both have a seat on her bed. Immediately she hugs onto me and cries into my shirt. I sit frozen for a moment, unsure of what to do, then I wrap my arms around her and hugs back.She looks up at me and whispers, "Thank you, you always seem to be around during these times." she giggles softly and I join in. I look back down into her eyes and within half a second our lips meet.
I think about pulling away but my mind begins to get clouded.
She asks for entrance with her tongue and I allow it, slowly following the pace and rhythm of her tongue. I begin to lay her back on the bed, crawling on top of her and not parting our lips. I kiss down from her lips to her jawline and leaves a wet trail of kisses to her neck. I start sucking on her neck hard and slowly as she begins to tug at my hair.I pause for a moment as Nia's face pops up in my head but quickly dismisses it. One shitty ass friend.
I swiftly move farther down on her and she sits up and pulls her shirt over her head, throwing it onto her roommates bed. I trail my tongue down to her breasts, cupping them into my hands for a moment, then I feel her body rise, allowing me to move my hands to her back and unhook her bra. I take it off and throw it towards her shirt then begins swirling my tongue around her nipples, feeling them harden. I suck and nibble on her nipple then moves across to her others and repeats the same actions. She begins slowly digging her nails into my skin, and I look up at her and I move farther down. Damn I see why Nia fell for her. I dismiss the thought of Nia again and slowly slides off her shorts, then pulls her panties down by her rim with my teeth. I spread her legs and moves my face farther down, causing my tongue to meet with her clit. I hear a song whimper the second she feels my touch and it causes a smirk to ride across my face. I swirl my tongue around her clit in a slow pace then sucks her clit hard, earning a moan of my name from her.
I hook my arm around her thigh then slowly slides two fingers into her, causing her hips to begin to rise. I move in a out of her, going in faster each time I come out, while beginning to suck her clit again, to where she now screaming. I start going harder and deeper, hooking my fingers inside of her, still playing with her clit. Her back starts arching high and her breathing has increased dramatically, I laugh a little at my effect on her and pulls my fingers out. As I move down and begin to slide my tongue into her I hear the door open.Both me and Jasmine sit up quickly, but too late because the girl who's name tag reads the name "Lucky" has already saw.
"What the living fuck.." she says in a low tone as she stares at us.
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This Is It... (Lesbian Story)
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