"Emily," my name sounded beautiful dripping from her lips, "are you sure you're okay with...all this?" She moaned as her middle finger ran down my slit.

"Mmm." I could manage, twisting my handfuls of sheets.

"Just thought I'd ask, since you just realized how queer you are. I don't want to be your first time unless thats okay with you."

There wasn't much I could say, her finger was swirling around my sopping wet clit. Even if part of me was screaming to stop, the sensations I was feeling, for the first time ever, were too much to say no to. The only thing going through my mind was how much I wanted Alison to make me orgasm. I wanted to open every part of me and my body to her will. Anything she wanted was hers for the taking.

I made a high pitched whine as she pressed harder and flicked faster. It was violent and almost unbearable for about three seconds then the touch was gone completely, leaving my bucking hips begging for more.

"Ali...God please." I was desperate, emotionally and physically. Alison was the only one who could fill me.

"Don't worry. Your world will shatter before you leave." She winked at me and my stomach turned to sap. "But you need to know how to please a woman too." She rolled off of me and laid beside, gesturing for me to climb on top of her. My eyes got wide and I was instantly in panic. I nodded to myself and pulled myself up, lifting one leg over her torso.

I was aware of every move I made, how loud I was breathing, the way my eyes were darting around, blushing at how exposed her top half was. She had just done things to me I had never even been able to imagine before, and I didn't want to disappoint her. I wanted her to feel the fiery attraction that coursed through my veins. She was looking up at me, her hair splayed around her head, waiting, but patiently.

"Emmy..."

"I just need a second to- work myself up to this."

"Im your best friend. I know everything about you. Don't be worried about me enjoying myself..." She bit her lip and her hips wiggled a little.

My palms pressed flat against her hot stomach, and I stared at the way they looked against her skin. My eyes darted to meet hers, and she raised her eyebrows as if to ask "what now?". I took a breath to steady myself and tried to put on my most sexy face. Making sure to keep my butt in the air, I arched my back to lean in and kiss her, but her strong hand stopped me.

"What?"

"You need to take off your bra first, so I can see all of you." Her eyes were starving. I pulled back up as she waited for the big reveal. The game face I had just put on was stripped; Alison could always weaken every part of me while making me feel stronger than ever. I wiggled out of my sports bra, embarrassed that hers had been so pretty while mine so plain and unattractive.

"Emily-" she sucked in a breath. I dropped my bra on the floor, not breaking eye contact with Alison. I was completely naked, and she was completely helpless under me. I decided to take advantage of this situation.

"It's not fair that you get to wear these." I said and dipped my pinky finger under the waist of her skinny jeans. She blinked as if to snap back to reality and opened her mouth. Her face turned red. She nodded. She seemed almost nervous. She lifted her hips so that she could wiggle her pants down, and in doing so she brought her crotch to mine. I felt the rough denim on my pussy, and I grinded her as she slid her pants off as much as she could reach, kicking the rest of the way. As she lowered her hips I brought mine down too and I loved the heat of our stomachs pressed together.

"We're naked. What do you want to do now?" She whispered seductively. I took a moment to collect myself. I couldn't be a nervous nelly. I had to be confident. Alison loved confidence.

"I want to find out what you look like when I'm making you cum."

"Please..." Her eyes closed involuntarily. As I leaned over her our nipples dragged along one another and it was electric. Her legs locked around my back and pulled me in tight. I felt her pussy on my stomach.

"Ali you're so wet."

"Uh-yeah-I guess." She studdered.

"What does it taste like?" I whispered in her ear.

"Please please go find out."

"Would you beg Brad Turner like this?" I laughed and let my teeth graze her ear lobe. I was almost trembling with nerves but I kept my voice calm and confident.

"Never." She slammed her hips into me and tried to grind, to relieve her built up tension, which judging by the wetness there was plenty of. I could feel the power I had, and I could see why she would try so hard to achieve it. I decided to try and use my newfound power.

"Tell me first," I dragged my tongue from her ear, down her jaw, to the base of her neck, "How much do you want me?"

"Em I-" I pinched her nipple. "Oh my God Em I want you so bad please don't tease me anymore."

"You're the one always teasing me."

"Em touch me. I've waited long enough for you."

"Thirty seconds isn't that long." I said and laughed lightly. She wrapped her arms around my neck, making my skin get goosebumps, and pulled us apart enough to look me in the eye. There was something new in them I'd never seen before.

"I've been waiting years for you to be ready for this."