I Kissed A Girl and I Liked It #08 - Scene 4

Keisha and Aaliyah had been friends for years, and tonight they both wished they could be anywhere but Janice's cramped apartment. Valentine's loomed close and neither had a date. Other girls sipped warm beer and spoke loud enough to be heard across the room. Aaliyah pulled Keisha down the narrow hall until they reached the spare bedroom. She shut the door and spoke low and sharp, naming each classmate who still held an old grudge. After a while the talk circled back to itself—everyone here sucked—and Aaliyah grinned, fast and bright. “So why don’t we just fuck each other?” Clothes came off before either could answer. Keisha’s jeans hit the floor; Aaliyah’s bra followed. They lay facing, skin against warm skin, hands lingering over smooth stomachs, full breasts, the soft swell of hips. Every touch pulled little sounds from their mouths. Aaliyah rolled Keisha onto her stomach, slid down until her breath brushed her friend’s ass, then spread her open and licked in steady strokes. Keisha bit the pillow, pushed back, reached one hand behind to slide two fingers into Aaliyah’s wet heat. They moved in quick rhythm, mouths buried and fingers buried, soft curses lost to the music from the next room. Sweat cooled on their backs, sheets twisted around their legs, until the only sound left was their steady breathing.