Katie

Laying here, half awake, in the silvery pool of moonlight across Effy's rumpled bed, my mind is still trying to come to terms with whats happened these past few months. At the beginning of term, I was shagging Danny, lording it over my sister and sneering spitefully at Naomi Campbell for being a big, strap on wielding, lezzer.

Fast forward a few weeks and I've been evicted, dumped Danny (not that the cheating, pencil dicked turd deserved any better) Been seduced comprehensively by Effy Stonem (previously known as the 'bury me in a Y shaped coffin' girl) and shagged poor JJ on the rebound. Oh, and patched up my sisters stuttering relationship with the same peroxide dyke I wanted to slowly murder only a few short weeks ago. Pretty fucking amazing turn round, I think you'll agree?

And to cap it off, I'm currently sharing a bed with La Stonem after enjoying the best sex of my life. Surreal much?

And it definitely was the best sex I'd ever had. After we snogged for getting on for 15 minutes, my motor started running and I was ready for some serious knicker delving. But she had other ideas.

"Not like this Katie" she said quietly as I tried to get my hands down her jogging bottoms "I want us to do this properly this time...naked, you know?"

I swallowed hard as she looked at me with those huge eyes. Naked? I could count on the fingers of one hand the times that had happened. Twice, I think would be accurate. I've been shagging guys since I was almost 15, but for the first year, it would either be a knee trembler against an alley wall or a restricted contortion in the back seat of a car. Then I met Danny, and yeah, OK, it was proper bed time. But he had a thing about dressing me in basques and stockings, so I was very rarely completely naked. Suddenly, and hilariously when you think about it, I felt almost shy.

Effy must have read the doubt in my eyes, because she kissed me gently with those incredibly soft lips, before whispering in my ear as I hovered uncertainly over her.

"You have such a beautiful body Katie...let me see it?"

How could I refuse? I clambered off her and swallowed my unease as I unzipped my skirt and unbuttoned my top. She was leaning back on her elbows, watching me intently as I clumsily undid my bra and reached for the waistband of my VS knickers.

"Wait..." She whispered as I put my thumbs into the sides, ready to pull them off "...let me, gorgeous..."

She moved to the end of the bed, sitting with her knees either side of me. I've never been exactly shy about my body, but something about the way her eyes were almost glowing in approval of my nakedness, unnerved me.

"I don't...I mean...fuck Effy, this feels weird..." I mumbled.

"Shhhh" she whispered and slid her hands delicately up the outside of my thighs. I trembled at the feather like touch of her cool hands. Mental images of where those hands would hopefully be in a few seconds made me shudder. The heat between my legs burned even brighter as I felt her steady breathing on my stomach. Her hands travelled on upwards, moving over my waist and stomach, until she was cupping my tits gently.

My knees actually shook as she put the tiniest bit of pressure on, kneading them reverently.

"God Kate...they're magnificent" she said hoarsely, moving her thumbs to my already erect nipples and caressing them slowly.

I've always had sensitive nipples. If any guy I slept with bothered to find that out, he was pretty much guaranteed a quick surrender from me...but this was on another level altogether. I suppose its logical that another girl would know just how to get you hot, but Effy seemed to have perfection in mind tonight. As her thumbs slipped over and around my nipples, I could still feel her warm breath on my stomach. It made the small muscles under my skin dance in response. All I wanted was for her to touch me...there...but she wasn't in any hurry. Such delicious torture.

"Eff.." I groaned "Please...?"

"Shhh" she said again, which did nothing to stop my limbs shaking. I wanted her inside me...lips, tongue...everything, but she wasn't to be rushed.

"I'm going to make love to you, Katie Fitch...like you've never been made love to before...patience, baby"

I reached down and gripped her hair in my hands, tilting her face upwards.

"I need you to..." I moaned as her fingers squeezed my nipples harder and pulled them firmly outwards.

How the fuck...I thought, as she kept the pressure up. That little move was my own personal masturbation deal closer. Months spent in my single bed, learning what my body liked, and giving it vigorously to myself, had proved that my nipples had a hot-line to my clit. At the right time, and exactly the right side of pleasure/pain, it guaranteed I would be arching and gasping through an orgasm as my other hand moved quickly between my legs. But Effy had worked it out in minutes.

"Oh fuck..." I panted, legs buckling under me..."You're gonna make me c..."

She stopped abruptly, making me curse her colourfully under my breath.

"Oh no Katie darling...not yet..not yet" she chuckled. I could have cheerfully killed her at that point. No one, and I mean no fucking one, has ever got me to the point of coming without even touching my clit. Was there anything that this skinny girl couldn't do?

Apparently not...

She moved over and pulled me down onto the bed, tugging off her bottoms and the strip of material over her breasts. Her nipples were as hard as mine, and I moaned again as they grazed the soft skin of my tits. I'd never been forced to wait for sex before. Usually, guys get one look at my tits and I hardly have time to yelp before they're over me, trying to get inside.

This was never going to be one of those rushed times. We kissed, slowly and languorously, both reveling in the sensation of flesh on smooth flesh. I reached down and cupped her firm behind in both hands, squeezing and kneading her. She moaned then, and the heat between her legs was increasing my own temperature. If she was excited as I was, neither of us were going to last long, I thought.

But again, she had other ideas. As I tried to get my fingers inside her from behind, she pulled back from me.

"No...too excited...got to stop" she sighed jerkily as I scrabbled to pull her back into my grip.

"Later..." she breathed heavily "Got to...taste you... beautiful"

That sent a bolt of pure sensation into my centre. If I was buzzing before, those few words increased the voltage a hundredfold. I knew what that talented tongue could do, and I wanted that feeling again. I didn't resist as she topped me, pushing a knee between my thighs and pressing upwards.

"Oh fuck...yeah" I groaned, pushing back. I didn't care that my wetness must have been coating the smooth skin of her thigh. I was beyond embarrassment now. Only sensation mattered.

She wriggled down my body, only pausing to gently suckle my nipples in turn, producing more breathless moans from me. Suddenly I didn't care that it was a girl...that it was Elizabeth Stonem...that I was helpless under her, open legged, needy... All that mattered was her mouth, and my raging libido. No amphetamines, no rebound nonsense. Effy was going to have me, and there wasn't an atom of my being which resisted.

I felt her breath on me again and twitched violently. I knew what was coming. I had my eyes shut, but in my mind I could see her studying me down there. She blew on my already erect clit and I jerked upwards.

"So fucking beautiful" she whispered, before running her flat tongue from bottom to top. Exquisitely slowly. The breadth of her tongue covered me in silky warmth. I jerked again, my hands going instinctively to her long hair, but she slapped them away with a low growl.

"No Katie" she said in a hoarse voice "I'm going to let you have whatever you want later...and I mean anything..but this time...this thing I want to do so I always remember it...OK?"

Words wouldn't form in my mouth, so I uttered a "mmm" in what I hoped would be understood as assent, biting my lip hard.

She licked again, broad sweeps up and down, pausing at the top to circle my clit with the very tip of that prehensile tongue. I forced myself to grip the quilt under me instead of her head as she worked. Up and down...little circles, until I was heaving and moaning under her...then back to the slow lapping.

After a few long minutes of that torture, I would have promised her anything if she would just go faster, deeper. But I knew it was pointless. Until she decided to, I was helpless to make her finish me...

She slipped two fingers into me then. Carefully, sideways, teasing me open. I was so wet by then, embarrassingly wet, that it didn't take much. Then she turned her hand palm upwards, still lapping slowly with her tongue. I felt my hips rise without me thinking about it. I was reacting on pure instinct by then. Instead of using her fingers to search for my g spot, she flexed them independently, one after the other, in a walking motion inside me. I let out another one of those strangled moans...the kind I seem to have reserved for Elizabeth Stonem alone. She paused, which made me gasp...

"Don't stop Eff" I croaked "Nearly there babe...please?"

I felt rather than saw her smile at my pleading. I knew she wasn't actually going to stop. Not until she had me screaming and clawing the bed anyhow, but it still felt like exquisite torture.

Her mouth moved off me, and I swear I couldn't help the disappointed moan that escaped me. Me...Katie Fitch...fucking begging. Even in my lust filled euphoria, I cursed myself for that little show of weakness. But then her fingers were straightening and beginning to thrust slowly in and out of me. If I had been a little less turned on, I might have been further embarrassed at the...liquid sounds...my fanny was making by now, but I was, so I wasn't, if that makes any sense.

She kissed my stomach and teased little circles on my navel. I forced myself to keep my hands clutching the quilt. Every instinct, every nerve ending in me was screaming at me to grab her head and force it back where it had been giving me so much pleasure. But I'd surrendered, hadn't I? I'd agreed, physically if not verbally, to let her use me how she wanted.

So I took several deep breaths and relaxed...well, as much as you can relax with a beautiful girl thrusting two long, slim fingers in and out of you.

"Look at me..." I heard her say and lifted my head from the bed to see her eyes searching for mine "Look at me, Katherine"

The use of my full name seemed to turn yet another erotic switch inside me. No one called me that, not even Emily when she was mad at me. But now, naked, open legged and totally at Effy's mercy, it added yet another dimension to this night of sex...

I felt her reach down the side of the bed with the hand which wasn't penetrating me, and saw it come up with a cushion from the floor. She pushed it upwards and I understood immediately what she wanted. She wanted to make me watch her tasting me. Another thrill made me shudder as I obeyed silently, pushing it under my head.

I laid there, supine, compliant and in awe of what she was doing to me. Satisfied at my position, she locked eyes with me, slid both hands underneath my rear and began to work on me. One hand returned to its previous position, easily penetrating me again, this time with three straight fingers. I'd never felt so full.

The other began to tease me lower down. I knew what she was going to do. On the floor at Gobblers End, I had been shocked when her finger found me...there...but now I knew what pleasure she could give with that artful penetration. When I felt the tip of her finger teasing, circling, I gave up all pretense.

"Oh God Effy...yes...go on...inside" I begged, lifting myself off the bed as she slid into me.

With both hands working on me, her mouth closed over my cunt hungrily again. Instantly, it was enough. I felt it start in my toes as they scrabbled to grip the slippery quilt underneath me. My hips were bouncing off the bed in my eagerness to get more of her inside me.

More tongue, more fingers, more...everything.

This time, when my hands left my sides and grabbed her long hair, forcing her mouth onto me almost savagely, she let me.

"Oh Jesus fuck...fucking...FUUUUK!..." I started moaning continuously. The rolling heat in my stomach burst lower, the spasms shaking my body uncontrollably. I remember calling out her name over and over as her lips, tongue and fingers relentlessly pushed me higher and higher. I'd never come like it before, not even at Gobblers End. If there is a league table of spectacular orgasms, this was the runaway champion.

I don't know how long she kept me at that pitch of excitement. It seemed like minutes. All I knew was, when she finally let me relax, slipping her fingers out of me and gently kissing my super sensitive clit with the gentlest caress of her pursed lips, I was gasping, sweating and utterly wasted.

She slid up my body slowly, kissing me here and there. My stomach, both my breasts, my nipples and my neck. By the time her cool body covered my hot one, I was barely able to open my mouth to speak. But, being me, I had to try, didn't I?

"I think you've broken me...actually broken my vagina.." I said wearily, still shaking with aftershocks.

She grinned into my neck, pecking at me with those feather-like kisses she liked to give me.

"Oh, I really hope not, Katherine Fitch"' she breathed sliding her arm round me possessively and nuzzling my cheek.

"That got me quite worked up as well...I was hoping you might...return the favour, when you've had a little rest...?"

"I might have to beat Tutankhamen's snoozing record first babe...I'm wasted here" I joked, feeling her body shake as she silently giggled beside me.

"Sleep then gorgeous"' she sighed comfortably "I'll be here when you wake up...its what good girlfriends do, isn't it?"

The fact that I didn't instantly run from the room screaming should have warned me...but to be honest...I didn't give a fuck. Effy Stonem...girlfriend? Suddenly that fact didn't seem so outrageous any more.

"K" I whispered as I drifted off. I felt her fingers twist comfortably with mine as I did.

Girlfriend? ...yeah, that sounded oddly right...