Rayne and I both giggled uncontrollably as we trampled up the stairs to her apartment, both of us completely drunk and neither of us having a care in the world. She fumbled with her key before finally getting the door open. We both began throwing off clothes willy nilly, our minds focused wholly on sleep.
We both collapsed into the bed in our panties and underwear, snuggling with each other under the blanket, not awkward about it at all. Well, not until she began kissing my neck.
Now, Rayne and I were both lesbians, and both single. But we had never done anything with each other. We had never wanted to. Harmless sexting was all we did. We didn't care. Until now.
I pushed her away slightly, wanting to look her in the eyes.
"What the hell are you doing?" I asked. She smiled.
"I'm sorry. I just can't resist you. You are too cute," she whispered before planting her soft lips on mine in a chaste kiss.
The kiss very quickly turned passionate as our tongues wrestled in our mouths as small moans escaped us. She rolled us over until she was on top of me, straddling my mid section. She began to kiss down my neck, her lips and tongue leading a trail down to my collarbone and to the tops of my breasts.
She tried to snake her arms around to my back, and I arched my back so she could reach the clasp of my bra. My breasts were soon freed from their clothe cage, and Rayne wasted no time in leaning down and taking my right nipple in her hot mouth.
I moaned involuntarily as her tongue rolled over my nipple sensually. I could feel her lips curve up in a smile, yet she did not give up my breast. Her hand came up and massaged the other one, and I couldn't help but moan in pleasure.
She finally left my chest alone, choosing to kiss her way down my body to my panties. She smiled up at me evilly and slowly slid her hand into the cotton bikini cut panties. She leaned up and began kissing me again as her hand sought out my wetness.
I groaned her name quietly.
"Do you want me to do it for real?" she asked. I nodded vigorously. And with that she slid her index finger into my slick folds.
I gasped in astonishment. I had never been handled that way before, despite the fact that I had had girlfriends before. We never got intimate. We only kissed; maybe felt each other up through our clothes. But that was it.
Her touch was like fire on my skin, and it was like putting an electric wire through my body. She inserted two fingers, eliciting a moan from me. She began to pump them in and out of my sex. Slowly at first, and then slightly faster. I began breathing harder, and it seemed like as my breath sped up, so did her fingers.
My body began to shake and shiver.
"Rayne… I-I'm about- about to- cum!" I whimpered against her neck as I could feel the climax building. She just pounded faster.
I was suddenly overcome with an explosive orgasm, hitting my body like a crashing wave. My body shook with earthquake-like tremors as I clung to Rayne like she was a life raft and I was afloat, watching the Titanic sink.
I came down from my wave of pleasure slowly, and laid limp on the sheets as Rayne licked her fingers. She smiled down at me and curled up against my body. She drew her index finger lazily over my stomach, tracing out random patterns as I recovered from my peak.
"I love you," she whispered. I turned to face her and smiled.
"I love you too," I murmured back before falling onto the black pit that was sleep.