"Amy…"
Time had stopped. The world was frozen. Amy couldn't move or breathe. Karma was awake. Karma was aware of what she had been doing. And now, Karma was struggling against her. Once again, she was trying to avoid a situation. Trying to run away from her problems or her feelings or whatever was going on in her pretty little head. And as Karma was squirming against her and trying to untangle their sweaty limbs, Amy realized that she was done letting Karma get away. Fuck that. It was clear what Karma wanted. It was clear who she wanted. And now was Amy's chance, probably her only chance, to experience something she had previously only dreamed of. Gaining a newfound sense of confidence from her realization, Amy pinned Karma to the bed.
"I had a… nightmare" Karma mumbled into Amy's neck as she continued to struggle against Amy's grasp.
Capturing both of Karma's dainty wrists in one hand, Amy raised them above Karma's head, further trapping her.
"I heard you Karma. I felt you" Amy said, her voice heavy with lust.
Karma's pupils were darkened to the point of looking black. Amy felt a twinge of uncertainty as she detected fear in Karma's eyes, but she was not going to let that stop her. Amy had fought her feelings for too long and it had been so fucking hard. She wasn't going to let Karma make the same mistake. She wasn't going to let this opportunity drift away. Amy pressed her thigh flush against Karma's center again and moved to lay atop her, leaving Karma no route for escape. Karma gasped.
"I know you want me. Don't fight it baby. Just give in. Let me make you feel good." Amy rocked against Karma deliberately.
"But our friendship…"
"Shhh. Don't worry about that. Friends do this all the time. I'm just giving you a hand. Helping you to release some tension. Fooling around is normal."
It didn't matter at the moment that it was a lie. Amy knew in her heart that she needed more than that, that she needed all of Karma. But in this moment, she knew that something was better than nothing. And maybe this would be what convinced Karma that she needed all of Amy as well.
Karma relaxed against her some. Amy began to press kisses to her jaw and neck. Karma was the sweetest thing that she had ever tasted, like vanilla and strawberries and everything that was good in the world all at once. It was intoxicating. She began to nibble at the skin, overcome with a desire to mark Karma as her property, no matter how short the duration of her ownership truly was.
"And what about Liam?" Karma breathed, stopping Amy in her tracks.
"What about him? It's just me and you here baby."
After a pause, Amy's hands had drifted under Karma's loose sleep shirt. It was one that she had borrowed from Amy. While she found it indescribably hot to see Karma in her clothes, Amy would much rather have seen it off. But she couldn't press her luck quite yet. Instead, she danced her fingers across Karma's taut abdomen. Karma's heat was burning her, but nothing in the world could've caused her to pull away.
"Did he ever make you feel this good?" Amy asked, beginning to move her hands towards Karma's chest. "Did he ever make you moan like that?"
In a move more suave than Amy had ever been able to think herself capable of, her mouth attached to Karma's pulse point in perfect timing with her question. Karma practically melted into her, slowly beginning to rock against Amy. Her breath was ragged and the rapid rising and falling of her chest made Amy want to tear her damned shirt off.
"Are you thinking of him now? Do you wish he was touching you instead of me baby?" Amy whispered into Karma's ear, nibbling on the lobe.
"Amy…" It seemed as though Karma could barely get words out "this is a bad idea."
"Can't you feel how wet you are for me? I know I can even through your pants. And fuck it's making me hot. Tell me what I was doing in your dream baby. I'll do it all. I'll do more. Just tell me what you want"
Amy needed some sense of assurance. Her confidence was waning. Yes, Karma had seemed turned on while she was dreaming. And she most certainly had moaned her name like a horny parrot only a few moments ago. But Amy could never bring herself to actually further the situation while Karma was protesting so much. Maybe she didn't want this. Maybe it was just a dream. Amy remembered how confused she was in sixth grade after having a sexy dream about her fat and balding history teacher. When she finally fessed up to the dream to Karma, her friend had just laughed it off and said that sometimes the brain did weird things. That was probably all it was. Karma didn't want her. Karma couldn't want her. She actually did have a nightmare and now Amy was adding to the horror by forcing herself onto her best friend just as their relationship started to become normal. She was an awful person.
Amy released Karma's wrists and quickly pulled away. She arose from the bed and pushed her hair back from her face, turning her back to Karma. Taking some breaths to steady herself, Amy began to move toward the bathroom to splash some cold water over her face before she retreated completely. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. What had she been thinking?
Just as she was about to exit the room, Amy heard rustling from the bed. It took everything in her to not turn around and scope out the expression on Karma's face.
"Amy. What are you…?" Karma paused and then cursed under her breath "More. I need more. Fuck it Amy. I need you."
Amy went into autopilot. She felt like she was living in a daze as she turned around to face her friend. Karma sat on the edge of the bed, propped up on her elbows. Her cheeks were flushed a deep red, highlighted by the bold hue of her ruby lipstick that had only slightly faded since last night. Hair mused and chest heaving, she beckoned Amy toward her. Once she was close enough, Karma grabbed Amy's hips and brought her in so that she nestled between the gorgeous brunette's legs. This was it. This was really it. Finally, Amy had her chance to do everything she wanted to Karma. Now, she just needed to take action.
Picking Karma up, Amy threw the girl back on the bed. She then joined her friend, crawling up to straddle Karma's hips. Reaching under her shirt, Amy began to knead the brunette's breast. It fit into her hand perfectly and existed in the perfect middle ground between soft and firm. The only thing that felt better than Karma in her hands was the gratification that was surging through her body with each of Karma's moans and pants. As she tweaked a nipple, Karma's breath hitched. Overcome with a wave of affection, Amy finally brought their lips together. Karma wasted no time in joining her in the kiss. And for the first time, they added tongue. Fuck. So this was what it felt like to really kiss Karma…
"My shirt Amy" Karma gasped out between kisses.
"What?" Amy was drunk off of the taste of Karma and couldn't for the life of her follow along.
"Take it off Amy. I need to feel your skin on mine."
She needed no further prompting. Within the moment, both of their shirts were on the floor along with her long forgotten comforter. Amy was hyperaware of the feeling of Karma's breasts flush against her own. She had never felt this hot in her life. She never would again. What had happened with Liam had nothing on this. Amy was sure that no one had ever felt anywhere near as good as did in this moment. And yet, she needed more. She need to make Karma let go. She needed to make her realize.
"Can I touch you?" Amy heard her own voice crack as she posed the question, showing her vulnerability
"Where?" Karma asked distractedly, pulling Amy even closer to her.
"Anywhere. Wherever you want me to."
"Everywhere" Karma pulled away from Amy, forcing the two to make eye contact.
With this, Amy tugged Karma's flannel pajama pants down. If that was a challenge, she was not going to back down. Karma's choice of underwear clearly showed that she had not expected their sleepover to turn out like this. The hot pink boy shorts also stated the wrong day of the week. Amy chuckled to herself as she pulled them off her friend, finally revealing what had so consistently plagued her dreams for the past few months.
Fuck. Karma was not beautiful. She was not gorgeous, nor was she stunning. She was so much more. There were no words she could use to describe her beauty. Nothing would ever be enough. Nothing would do her justice. The top literary minds from history could spend centuries describing every curve of Karma's body, every smooth line and perfect angle and still never capture her beauty. It was impossible. Nothing as inadequate as language could describe her perfection. The only thing Amy could think to do was worship Karma's body like the temple that it was.
Her lips began to trail fiery paths across every inch of Karma's body. As far as Amy knew, she would never get this opportunity again. She took care to memorize Karma. To map every spot that made her moan in her mind. Karma particularly liked it when Amy sucked the hollows right next to her hipbones.
But, Amy couldn't shake Liam in this moment, no matter how hard she tried. She was constantly hoping that she was making Karma squirm as he never had. That those moans she was hearing had never graced the man's ears. That he never saw her face scrunch up in desire or felt Karma's small hands tangle in his hair, drawing his head further into her perfect body.
"Did he ever make you feel this good?" The question escaped before Amy could stop it.
"No. God no." Karma moaned as she pushed Amy's head further down.
Amy realized that Karma wanted her face there. She froze. She might be a lesbian or a Karmasexual, but she wasn't prepared for this. She needed it to be perfect. Better than Liam had ever done. Good enough to keep Karma coming back. To ensure that she was the only thing on the girl's mind. She had trouble looking at her own vagina. How could she expect to skillfully eat someone else's out? Karma never bothered to cover this in her Lesbian Binder.
"There" Karma breathed "That's the spot you were hitting in my dream. Your tongue felt so damn good. I was close Amy. Closer than I ever had been with…"
She would never let his name escape Karma's lips while she was in bed with her. Karma's statement reinvigorated Amy's confidence as much as it turned her on. She could do this. She would do this. Amy quickly moved her face into the apex of Karma's thighs and swiped her tongue across her folds. She was immediately met by a loud moan. It wasn't hard for Amy to find Karma's clit. She began to massage it with her tongue as she trailed her fingers down to Karma's opening. She was so fucking wet and she tasted amazing. Amy could never get enough of her. There was nothing more delicious in the world. Tentatively, she slipped her middle finger inside of her friend.
"Fuck, Amy. More."
Not sure what Karma meant, Amy added another finger and increased intensity of both her thrusting and the flicks of her tongue. Apparently, whatever she was doing worked. Karma's grip on Amy's hair tightened and she raised her hips up off the bed. Recalling what felt good when she touched herself thinking of Karma, Amy curved her fingers. Karma screamed as Amy hit the right spot. Amy smiled against her core.
"Does that feel good baby?" The vibrations from Amy's voice made Karma moan louder.
"So fucking good babe. Your tongue… fuck" Karma began to grind down on Amy's face.
Adding a third finger, Amy began to hum, noticing that Karma enjoyed the sensation. She could sense that her friend was close, and her sense of pride only pushed her further. Amy went into overdrive in order to bring Karma over the edge. She had never wanted anything so badly in her life.
"Look at me love" The term of endearment slipped out easily.
Karma's dark eyes met Amy's. Amy tried to take in everything about her face in that moment. She needed to see her reach her peak. She would always have that over Liam. He had never gotten Karma here. Only her. Only Amy.
"Let go. Come for me baby. I've got you" Amy said as she sucked on Karma's clit and flexed her fingers against her g-spot one last time.
Karma's release hit her hard. She was loud as she tumbled over the edge. And she was unbelievably beautiful. Amy now understood the obsession others had with people's o-faces. Karma had never looked more stunning than she did in that moment. Amy continued to lick Karma and slowly pump her fingers in and out as she came down from her high. Amy didn't even care that she hadn't gotten hers yet. She never needed to. This was already more than she ever could've dreamed of. And the memory would undoubtedly lead to countless orgasms.
She began to tenderly kiss her way up Karma's body. Amy wanted nothing more in this moment than to take Karma into her arms. To feel the weight of her head against her chest and hold her for the rest of the day. Hell, she wanted to have Karma pressed against her forever. However, she only was able to hold her friend for a mere moment before she slipped away.
"Thanks for that Amy" Karma said as she searched around for her discarded clothes. "Liam never got the job done and that vibrator my mom got me in seventh grade only takes triple A's. We never have those around the house. It's been awhile. God knows I've needed the release."
What?
What? What? What?
Did this mean nothing to her?
"I'm glad that we're such good friends that we can do this kind of thing no strings attached. You're actually pretty good at this. Someday, you'll find yourself a very luck lady" Karma winked.
Karma didn't want her. Karma wanted an orgasm. Karma used her to get off. As she watched Karma exit the room with a wave, Amy felt any sense of pride she had vanish. In fact, she suddenly felt very dirty. And used. It was not unlike how she felt after her tumble with Liam. This was not how her first time with Karma was supposed to be at all. It was supposed to be romantic and perfect. It was supposed to be the grand gesture that finally convinced Karma that Amy was what she wanted. That they were meant for each other.
Whatever it was, it was most certainly not that. It actually probably was the worst thing Amy had ever done.
AN: I am finally back after a long hiatus! I also just had to fix my wifi to get this up for you all. I hope you guys like it! It was not at all what I planned on happening when I started writing the chapter, but oh well. It also definitely isn't the end. Don't worry. I hope that it was hot and semi-realistic. I'm a straight virgin, so everything I know about sex comes from other smut that I've read. If you have any ideas, suggestions, comments, or even complaints my tumblr URL is spoonster-hastings. Also, I'm not quite sure how long this will be and the smut will probably drop off at least for a little while, but I hope you will all still be along for the ride. Thanks so much!