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Tags : fsolo, ff, mff, fff, f1st, fist

Chapter 2: Summer; freedom. (fsolo)
Kristina unlocked the front door, and they stepped into the AC cooled house. Throwing their bags down beside the door, they walked to Kristina’s room. It was small, but comfortable, with room for a double bed and a good size dresser. Unlike most girls her age, the walls were bare, with only a few posters and mirror to dress the walls. She collapsed on her bed, and Nicole sat down on the edge, leaning back and resting her head in Kristina’s lap. If only she would turn over, Kristina thought, but she immediately blocked the thought from her mind. Nicole sat up abruptly, and pulled out her phone.
“hello?”
“yeah, ill be home soon, why?”
“what, now?”
“fine.”
Nicole got up off Kristina’s bed and put on her sandals. She stopped in the doorway. “I have to go, Lori’s being a bitch” Lori, her mom, tended to do this at the most inopportune times. Lori was abusive, something Kristina knew, but Nicole would never admit. Kristina got up to hug her friend, and Nicole met her halfway.
Kristina wrapped her arms around Nicole’s slender waist, leaning in to her shoulder and smelling the amber pig-tails. “We’ll hang out later, ok?” said her friend, as she started to leave.
“yeah, sure.” Said Kristina, wishing her friend wasn’t actually leaving.
A soon as the door clicked, signifying it was shut, Kristina walked into her bathroom. Puller her tank-top over head, she stood facing the mirror. She undid her bra-clasp, pulled down her shorts and dumped the clothes into her hamper. Standing there looking back at her self, staring into her own eyes, she became absorbed in thought, and didn’t even notice Nicole opening the door, and entering the room.
Nicole’s eyes met Kristina’s small pink nipples and immediately grew to the size of dinner plates. Nicole was bi, and still in the closet, even to Kristina (Especially to Kristina, who she had been dreaming about for the last year). Still zoning, Kristina failed to see her friend, who by this point was blushing so much her face was beet red. Nicole quickly grabbed her bag and left, hoping Kristina did not notice her staring. Kristina was so absorbed that thankfully for Nicole, she didn’t, and realized what she was doing when the cold air from outside her bedroom brushed across her nipples. Wondering why the door was open, she shut it and walked into her bathroom. Closing the door behind her, she dropped her panties and stepped into the shower. The warm water felt good against her skin, and used the wand to wash her soft pale skin. Slowly moving the wand lower, she let it stop just below her mound, allowing the water to run across her now awakened clit. She let out a soft moan and slid her index finger between her labia. Turning her wrist, she let her fingers glide into her wet pussy. She began to think of the usual, Travis, her ex-boyfriend. This began to make her sad, and she decided it would be better to think of someone else. Aimlessly searching her mind for someone hot to think about, her thoughts drifted back to just after school, and the shape of Nicole’s ass. She longingly wished her friend had stayed. She began to think of Nicole taking off her short-shorts, and of pulling down the beautiful girls panties. She wondered what the taste of Nicole’s sex would be like. “Maybe it tastes like mine” she thought, bringing her cum soaked finger to her lips. “No, wait, I have to stop! I cant be really thinking this, I’m straight”
“Really?” called a voice in the back of her head.
“Of course, I mean, I guess. I think so. Well, maybe not.” She replied, washing off her hand and turning off the water.”