Happenstance, part I

Author: No one

Contact: a.human.of.no.consequence@gmail.com (comments, advice, criticism welcome)

Story codes: gg, 1st / g-solo

Melina stepped off the school bus and made her way home, a few houses away. It was a warm and sunny day in early summer, with only a few weeks of school left. A nice day for a 12 year old to play outside, but she had other plans.

"Hey mom!" she called out as she got into the house and dumped her school bag near the front door.

"Hi sweetie, how was your day?" her mom replied from where she was sitting at her work computer, as she always did.

"Fine," came the usual answer. Melina went to the fridge to pour herself her customary glass of after-school orange juice.

"Anything special happen today?" her mother prompted as she followed her into the kitchen.

"Nope."  

"Boy, sounds like an eventful day." Her mother sighed at the lack of response. "And how was your day, dear mother?" she continued in a fake young girl voice, making Melina giggle. "Oh it was pretty good, thank you for asking. I completed a few tax return forms for some clients and-"

Melina interrupted her with a loud snoring noise, and received an annoyed look in return.

"See mom, that's why I don't ask, 'cause then I have to hear about boring accounting stuff," she explained with a smile.

"Hmph. Fine, I suppose you don't need to hear all the details."

"You got it. Well, I'll be in my room," she said, walking towards the stairs. "Love you mom," she added with a wink over her shoulder. Her mother smiled, her rudeness apparently forgiven. She paused at the bottom of the stairs, remembering something. "Oh yeah, Abbie is coming over. Tell her to come up, okay?"

"At your service," her mother replied with a mock bow, making Melina giggle again.

She climbed up the stairs, walked down the corridor, and opened the door to her room, then she paused, listening. She could vaguely hear her mother typing on the computer downstairs; apparently she had gone back to work. That should keep her busy for a while. Nodding to herself, Melina stepped into her room and closed the door behind her.

Her eyes immediately went to the laptop on her desk, a tingle of excitement spreading through her and a mischievous smile appearing on her lips. Sitting down at the desk, she opened the computer, started up her web browser, and entered the address of a chat room site she sometimes used. Usually it was for some innocent chats in rooms about some of her interests. When she was on this site the week before though, she had found a very naughty room, one that certainly no decent 12 year old should go into, even though it was meant for young girls in a way... as well as people who "liked" young girls.

She had been shocked to see it in the room list at first. You hear about perverts on the Internet all the time, but really, was it this easy to find a chat room about this stuff? She had started scrolling down the list to look for something else, but then hesitated. Hovering her mouse pointer over the room name, she had to wonder what went on in there, and felt a certain dangerous thrill thinking about going in. It would be so very bad to do so but... also a little exciting, she had to admit. Besides, it was just text, they couldn't do anything to her, and she could leave any time she wanted. And so, shrugging to herself, she had entered the room.

Quickly she had received a few messages, and started up a few conversations. Most started out fairly normally: "hi, how are you?", the ubiquitous "ASL", often questions about what she looked like. Some of the guys remained nice and polite, asking a bit about her hobbies and her studies and the like. Some others got more explicit or asked very private questions, making her blush. Still others were, well, pretty gross, and she quickly cut those conversations short. Overall though, she had to admit she had found her time in the chat room intriguing, and she had even gone back a couple times since.

It was very wrong of course, but also very thrilling. She had no illusion that these were actually nice people (and she did have to use the ignore function often), but still, regardless of the context, it was exciting to be complimented, to be desired even. She certainly didn't get that kind of attention - or any kind really - from the boys at her school, who had eyes only for the more developed girls. That older boys and men were interested in her, though still somewhat creepy, also gave her a warm feeling. So, she had chatted with them when they remained polite, sometimes even flirting a bit or talking about sex a little, though it made her blush. Sometimes she received "interesting" pictures which made her blush even more. A few times, she had even hesitantly sent pictures of herself - though just regular, non-naughty pictures of course - to some of the guys who were the nicest, and had received glowing compliments in return. As a preteen still very uncomfortable with her changing body, she found that praise and attention irresistible.

Now, here she was, about to enter the naughty room again. She had pondered for a bit which name to use today, and just as she had decided, she suddenly heard the door to her room opening. Her heart nearly stopped as she slammed the laptop shut, and whirled towards the door.

Her friend Abbie was in the doorway, raising an eyebrow at her.

Melina let out a huge sigh of relief. "Jesus, you nearly gave me a heart attack!"

"Wow. Nervous much?" Abbie said, laughing.

"How come you got here so quick?" Melina asked, still trying to recover a normal heart rate.

"My dad was coming this way so he gave me a lift. You didn't even change yet?"

Melina looked down at herself and realized she was still wearing the blouse and skirt of her school uniform. Her blonde friend had changed into jean shorts and a t-shirt.

"Oops, guess I forgot."

"Hmm..." Abbie peered at her suspiciously. "Didn't think of changing, nearly jumped out of your skin when I came in... what were you up to in here?"

Melina grinned sheepishly. "Um, is my mom still busy downstairs?"

"Yeah I guess. She's at her computer. And now I'm even more curious. Are you getting in trouble, Miss Thompson?" Abbie asked teasingly.

"I believe I am, Miss Miller," Melina replied, giggling. She opened the laptop again and let her friend take a look.

Abbie peered blankly at the screen for a moment, unsure of what she was looking at. "Oh. Is that the pervy chat room you told me about?" she asked dubiously.

"Yep!" Melina replied excitedly.

"I still don't get what's so great about a chat full of creeps. That's really freaky, no?"

"They're not so bad. Well, some aren't, anyway," Melina amended. "I don't know, it's just... kind of a thrill, you know? And... well, call me vain, but I kinda like getting told I'm hot," she added, giggling.

"I can tell you you're hot if that's what you need," Abbie offered.

Melina laughed. "That's not the same! And anyway, sometimes I received, um... pictures, too."

Abbie raised an eyebrow. "Really? Like, dirty ones?"

Melina nodded shyly. "Sometimes."

"Wow. Dunno if I want to see that..." Abbie said uncertainly.

"It's fun, you'll see. Pull up a chair," Melina encouraged her.

Abbie did just that and sat next to her friend, looking at the laptop screen. She pointed at the username Melina had chosen.

"Sabrina12?" she questioned.

"I don't know, it sounded sexy I guess." Melina shrugged.

"Hmm, I think 'Melina' sounds sexier," Abbie said, raising her eyebrows suggestively.

Melina laughed. "Thanks but I'm not giving them my real name."

"Smart." Abbie nodded.

"So what name do you want?"

"Oh, I need a name too?" Abbie frowned and thought about it for a moment. "Hmm... how about... Scarlet?"

"Good choice." Melina chuckled and changed the username to "SabrinaNScarlet12".

Abbie was looking at the list of people in the channel. "So, what, all those female names are girls our age?"

"Depends. Some are I guess, some older teens. Some women."

"Women, really?" Abbie asked.

"Or they claim to be anyway." Melina shrugged. "One talked to me the other day."

"Oh yeah? Did she send you dirty pictures?" Abbie grinned.

"No, not that one." Melina laughed. "Why?"

"Oh, just curious. Kinda surprised there are women in there I guess."

"Women can be perverts too," Melina said and they both laughed.

They had already received a few private messages. Melina clicked on the one from "Bob," who simply said "hi."

"'Bob', really? He didn't think too long about his sexy name," Abbie commented, making Melina snort in laughter.

"Hi," she typed back.

"Asl plz," came the typical reply from Bob, making Melina roll her eyes. This did get tedious sometimes.

"The age is in my name, genius," she said out loud, and it was Abbie's turn to laugh.

Melina started typing "12f" then turned to her friend. "Where are we from?"

"Hmm, let's go with... Italy," Abbie decided.

"Italy it is," Melina agreed, and sent out the reply.

"Cool got a pic? Here is mine," was the next message from Bob, which also included a link.

"Um, let's see," Melina said, clicking on the link. She immediately regretted it once the picture loaded.

Bob was apparently a fat, ugly old man past 50, if not 60. He was very nude in the picture, holding his penis in one hand and looking rather proud of that fact.

"Gah!" Melina exclaimed, struggling with the laptop's touchpad to close the window as fast as she could.

"Gah!" Abbie agreed, covering her face with one hand. "Holy crap, my eyes. Quick, I need eye bleach."

Melina couldn't help but laugh, despite the recent trauma. "Wow uh, that was something. Sorry about that."

Her friend frowned at her. "Girl, if that's the kinda pic you find interesting, you have serious issues."

Melina laughed even harder. "No, no," she managed to say after a moment, "it's usually not like that. Not that they're all great-looking but... ugh, not like that."

Abbie still looked at her distrustfully.

"Okay here," Melina pointed at another message. "Erik21, that sounds better."

"Unless the 21 is for 1921," Abbie pointed out, making Melina start laughing once again.

"Hey ladies," the message said.

Melina typed back a greeting, then there were a few polite exchanges of how-are-you's and the like. Erik then also offered them a picture of himself.

"Wow, everyone wants me to take a look at them today," Melina noted.

"I'm not looking at this one," Abbie said, covering her eyes once more.

"I'll tell you if it's safe," Melina promised, giggling, before hesitantly clicking on the link.

Erik did seem to be in his early 20's. And he was fully clothed - a black t-shirt and jeans. And he was actually very cute, Melina thought.

"Mm. Oh yeah, that's much better," she announced.

Abbie took a skeptical look between her fingers, then seemed to decide it was safe enough to uncover her eyes completely.

"I guess. I mean, it would be very hard not to be," was the sum of Abbie's approval.

"You don't think he's cute?"

Abbie gave a non-committal shrug.

"Well, I think he's really cute," Melina said and, to emphasize her point, sent out a message saying "cute!"

"Glad you think so. Wanna chat on cam maybe? It would be more fun," Erik replied with a winking emoticon and another link to what could be assumed was a site for chatting on webcam.

Melina hesitated, glancing at Abbie questioningly.

"Uh, I don't know about this. Is that safe?" Abbie said, sounding a bit worried.

"Well, I mean, he can't come through the screen," Melina replied with a laugh, "and we can just leave at any time. Should be okay."

Her friend shrugged, looking somewhat uncomfortable but leaving it up to her. Melina decided to give it a shot, and clicked the link.

The page loaded and Erik appeared on screen, wearing somewhat less clothes than on his picture. He was sitting shirtless in his computer chair, a smile on his handsome face. Melina's eyes roamed over his athletic upper body and she felt colors rise to her cheeks. She swallowed hard.

"Um, hi," she said shyly.

"Hey there," he replied. "Wow, you girls are just gorgeous. Blonde and brunette, I like it."

Melina blushed deeper, and glanced sideways at Abbie who looked rather embarrassed as well. "Um, thanks. You're... not bad yourself," she said with a nervous giggle.

They then went through a bit of small talk, though Melina had trouble focusing on what the attractive shirtless man was saying, rather than ogling him. She had to concentrate to remember the fake names they had chosen for the introductions. Erik seemed to be fully aware of her interest, maintaining a sly smile throughout the exchange, which Melina also found rather attractive.

"So, you like the view?" he asked after a moment, nodding down at himself.

After fading a little, her blush came back in full force, and she could only nod sheepishly.

His smile broadening. "Maybe you could also give me something nice to look at uh? Seems only fair."

"Oh, um..." Melina hesitated, this sounded like more than she had bargained for, "like what?"

"Well, let me think..." Erik made a show of pondering the question. "Hey, by the way, do you girls ever... fool around? You know, practice kissing, that sort of thing? Maybe more?"

"What? No..." Melina shook her head, laughing nervously, unsure where this was going.

"Oh really? A lot of girls do it I think, it's a lot of fun," he said with a wink. "You should try kissing at least, I bet you'd love it."

Melina blinked at him. Was he asking what she thought he was asking?

"You mean, like, right now?" she asked uncertainly.

"Sure, why not?" he replied, grinning at her.

Things had definitely taken a turn for the unexpected. Melina had certainly not imagined he would ask for anything like this. Kissing Abbie? Could she do that? The thought of "fooling around" in any way with her friend had never crossed her mind before. Still, she supposed that a quick kiss wouldn't hurt. Maybe he was right that it was only fair, since she had been ogling him quite a bit. She had to admit that, now that the thought was in her head, she was a bit curious how a kiss would feel like.

She glanced questioningly at her friend, and saw her returning the same look, then both had a fit of giggle at the idea.

"Um..." Abbie began, but then just trailed off, apparently having no idea how to formulate her thoughts. She didn't look too opposed to the idea though.

Melina was beginning to feel that naughty thrill again, like when she went into the pervy chat room, the excitement of doing something she wasn't supposed to do. Why not? she thought. She suddenly leaned in and gave Abbie a quick peck on the lips. The girls looked at each other for half a second then once again dissolved into giggles.

Erik was less amused. "Aw, not like that. That's a kid kiss, ladies. Try a grown-up kiss. You know how it is, you've seen movies."

Melina did know what he meant. It was true that the quick peck wasn't much of a kiss, she supposed. She had even kissed her mother like that sometimes when she was younger, so it did seem a bit childish. A long adult kiss, what would that feel like? Still, maybe that was crossing a line. She turned to her friend again, raising an inquisitive eyebrow. Abbie smiled a bit awkwardly and shrugged, simply looking back at her and waiting. It seemed she was leaving the decision to her.

Melina figured that since they had already taken the first step, they might as well try this kissing business all the way. She leaned in again, more hesitantly this time. Their eyes met and there was a brief struggle to avoid bursting out laughing again. Once they managed to keep their composure, Melina resumed closing the distance to her friend's lips and Abbie met her halfway there. Their lips brushed softly against each other. Melina could feel her heart beating loudly in her ears. She saw the other girl close her eyes and did the same, remembering that's what they always did in movies.Their lips pressed together more firmly.  

Her lips are so soft, Melina thought, then immediately wondered if that was a weird thing to think. Her stomach felt full of butterflies, her mind was a stormy sea of conflicting, confusing thoughts. The kiss went on for a few seconds, then broke; she wasn't sure which one of them had pulled back. Slowly opening her eyes, she saw Abbie, still very close, smiling shyly at her, and she felt herself blush once again.

"Much better," came the voice of Erik, who she had nearly forgotten. "Now, how about putting some tongue into it?"

Melina's head whipped towards the computer screen. "Tongue?"

"Sure. You know what a French kiss is, right?"

"Well..." She did know, but... Turning back to Abbie, she found the girl's face was still very close to her own, a spark of something she didn't quite recognize in her eyes. Abbie took the lead without waiting this time, pressing her lips to her friend's. Melina found herself kissing her back without thinking. After a moment, she felt Abbie's tongue hesitantly poking at her mouth. Are we really doing this? she thought, but her mouth seemed to open wider on its own. Her friend's tongue slipped in and started dancing playfully with her own. The sensation was electric. The wings of the butterflies in her stomach were creating a hurricane. Her mind had become blank, the whole of her attention focused on their intertwined tongues.

"Oh yeah, that's hot," came the disembodied voice from the computer, ruining the moment a bit, Melina thought. Abbie broke the kiss and straightened, glaring at the webcam, apparently feeling the same.

"Now, how about-" Erik began.

"Hold on," Melina interrupted. "Shouldn't you be doing something for us too?"

"Sure, why not. What do you want?" he asked, still with that sly smile on his lips, which Melina was beginning to find annoying. She wanted to shake that confidence a bit, ask him for something really embarrassing since that's what he was doing to them.

"Show us your dick," she said after a moment of thought, even managing to remain straight-faced.

He laughed. "Straight to the point uh? Whatever you want, babe." He stood up and began undoing his jeans.

Melina's eye widened. Was he really going to do it just like that? He was, in fact. Having undone his pants, he pulled out his erect cock and stepped closer to the webcam to give them an eyeful. Melina felt her cheeks burning, she had not been quite ready for this. It was a nice penis, she supposed, though she had not seen that many to compare it to. She was partly excited, but also partly annoyed at how hard he was. It didn't seem right that he had gotten so turned on by leering at their first kiss. She knew that was the point, of course, but still, maybe that intimate moment should not have been shared like this.

After a moment, Erik sat back down, his cock still pointing up at the bottom of the frame. "Now it's your turn to show some skin uh?"

Melina was not surprised by the request this time; of course that's what he was going to ask. This was going too far for her though, she did not want to do it regardless of what he had showed. Feeling cheeky, she lifted up her blouse for a brief instant, just showing a flash of her flat tummy. That was technically skin, right?

He gave her a skeptical look. "You can do better than that. Why don't you unbutton that blouse?"

"Mel..." she heard Abbie say in a worried tone. Glancing at her friend, she saw her wide-eyed and shaking her head emphatically.

Abbie was right, this had gone on long enough. "Hmm, no. Sorry." Melina said as she put her hand back on the trackpad to move the mouse cursor.

"Hey, hold on-" Erik began but he was cut off as she closed the chat window.

Melina let out a deep breath. "Wow. That kinda got out of hand."

"I'll say!" Abbie was still looking at her with wide eyes. "You weren't really thinking about... stripping for him, were you?"

Melina shook her head. "Nah. That was going too far..."

They were silent for a moment. Thinking back to what she had been doing with her friend just moments ago, color rose to Melina's cheeks once again.

"Um... sorry you had to kiss me," she said sheepishly.

Abbie giggled. "That's okay. That part wasn't so bad..."

"Yeah, I guess it felt sorta nice..." she admitted.

"Really? You liked it?"

Melina shrugged awkwardly, embarrassed. She didn't really know how to feel about the kiss. Trying to change the subject, she said: "At least we got to see his... you-know-what." She grinned at her friend, but Abbie didn't seem too enthused about it.

"Hmm, I guess... That was, um..." she hesitated.

"What is it?" Melina asked.  

Abbie looked at her uncertainly for a moment, then seemed to make a decision. "I don't, um... I don't think I like boys, that way."

"Oh..." Melina said, then after a second grasped her full meaning. "Oh! You mean...?"

Abbie nodded shyly, avoiding her friend's gaze.

"Oh, wow. So, I just made out with a lesbian uh?" Melina said, trying to wrap her mind around the situation.

Abbie took on a pained expression. "I... I'm sorry... I didn't mean to trick you or anything."

"No no, it's okay... I mean, I kinda dragged you into this whole thing." Melina put her hand on her friend's shoulder to reassure her, and Abbie gave her a grateful smile.

They fell silent again, each girl lost in her own thoughts. My best friend is a lesbian, Melina thought. She wasn't sure how she felt about it. She was even more confused about the kiss she had rather enjoyed. Thinking back, she realized Abbie never really talked about boys she liked; maybe she should have suspected something. Remembering a recent lunchtime conversation, she suddenly burst out laughing.

Abbie blinked at her. "What?" she asked warily.

"Just remembering yesterday when Alicia was telling you all about the boys she likes, you looked so bored. I guess I know why now."

"Oh yeah." Abbie laughed with her and rolled her eyes. "The girl does go on and on about boys. You know she was at it for like fifteen minutes before you got there? I can't say that's really my favorite topic."

"Yeah... you should have told us," Melina said, more seriously.

"Um... maybe." Abbie shrugged. "It's just... I don't know... awkward?"

"Doesn't have to be. You know you can tell me anything right?"

Abbie nodded, and they exchanged a smile.

Melina closed the laptop's lid, and got up to stretch her legs a little. A thought came to her.

"So..." she began uncertainly, "earlier, when you said I was hot... you were serious?"

Abbie grinned sheepishly and shrugged. "Well... you are."

Melina giggled. "Thanks I guess." It should have felt weird, her best friend telling her she was hot, but it didn't, really. She found she genuinely enjoyed the compliment. "Why didn't you want me to strip then?" she added with a wink.

Her friend frowned. "Well, not in front of that creep." She nodded towards the laptop. "That's messed up."

"Oh, I see how it is," Melina said teasingly, "you just wanted a private show uh?" Feeling playful, she popped the bottom button of her blouse, showing a bit of her belly.

Abbie suddenly stood up straighter, her eyes wide, staring at the bit of exposed flesh. Melina giggled at her reaction. She had not really intended to continue, but watching the effect she had on her friend was pretty amusing so she decided she might tease a little bit more. She wanted to change out of her blouse anyway. She popped another button and began swaying her hips to an unheard rhythm. Abbie's mouth opened in silent surprise, her eyes glued to the motion of her friend's body. Melina grinned to herself. Another button undone and she could hear the other girl getting a little short of breath.

She laughed. "You're being silly, you've seen me undress lots of times in the locker room."

"Well yeah but... not like this." Abbie swallowed hard.

"I guess not." She winked, continuing her little dance. She really wasn't sure where she was going with this, but she felt very sexy and she had to admit she was enjoying it. Another button popped, exposing her white bra. "Wait, have you been checking me out in the locker room?" she asked as the thought came to her.

Color rose to Abbie's cheeks, but she didn't look away - possibly she couldn't make herself look away. "Well, maybe a little," she admitted.

So my best friend has been checking me out, Melina thought, unsure how she felt about it. It should have been uncomfortable, maybe, but she had already found that she liked being desired. Even if it was her friend, that was rather less creepy than strangers on the Internet, she supposed.

Undoing the last button on her blouse, she turned her back to Abbie, and let the garment slide down her arms a little, as she imagined a stripper might. She had never seen a strip show of course, but still, she had seen a few music videos that came pretty close. She tried to take off the blouse completely in one smooth motion as she turned back to her friend. The effect was perhaps not quite has sexy as she had planned when the piece of clothing caught on one arm and she had to shake it off. Still not bad for a first timer, she thought. Abbie certainly didn't seem to mind.

Now that it was done, Melina grew a bit uncomfortable, standing there shirtless. She thought that was probably as far as she wanted to take things, and now wasn't quite sure what to do. Abbie was still staring at her expectantly, seemingly enraptured. Deciding to snap her out of it, on a whim, Melina threw her blouse at her friend's face, making her laugh in surprise.

"Welp, show's over," Melina declared as she walked to her wardrobe and opened it.

"Aw, you're stopping now?" Abbie protested, as she pulled the garment off her head.

"You looked like you were getting a bit too excited."

"Tease!" They both giggled.

"And anyway, it's not really fair if I'm the only one taking off my clothes," Melinda added absentmindedly as she looked through the shirts in the wardrobe, more to have something to say than anything else.

"What, now you're interested?" Abbie asked, getting up and raising an eyebrow at her.

"Oh um I... I mean..." Abbie stammered. Was she interested? She didn't know anymore. This afternoon had been a roller coaster of thrills and confusion. "I just meant, it's kinda awkward being the only one shirtless I guess."

Abbie studied her for a moment. "Okay then," she said finally, and started slowly pulling her shirt up, caressing her skin as she uncovered it.

"Oh," Melina said simply, eyes widening. She slowly sat down on her bed, watching her friend. She had to admit Abbie was putting on a sexy show, uncovering and covering skin, swaying and spinning, hands roaming over her young body. The other girl hesitated a little when it came time pull the t-shirt over her bra, and Melina wondered if she would dare go as far as she had herself. The reason for the hesitation became clear when, deciding herself, Abbie pulled the shirt off completely in one swift motion, revealing her small but proud breasts.

"Oh," Melina said again.

Abbie shrugged shyly. "I took off my bra when I changed earlier. It's kinda annoying and it's not like I really need one yet anyway," she said, briefly cupping one small breast in her hand to illustrate her point. Melina couldn't help but notice her nipples seemed very stiff.

Grinning, Abbie bundled up her shirt and threw it at the other girl's head as revenge for earlier. When Melina was able to see again, she found her friend had crossed the distance to her bed, and now sat down close to her. Very close.

"So. Did you really like kissing me earlier?" she asked, now serious. Her tone betrayed both excitement and a little bit of fear.

Melina opened her mouth to reply, realized she had no idea what she wanted to say, closed it again. She had liked the kiss, if she was being completely honest with herself. Of course, she knew that wasn't what Abbie was really asking though, but rather if she wanted to do it again. The thought raised so many questions at once in her mind: Was she ready for this kind of thing? Would it lead to... other things? Did she want that? Why did Abbie sitting so close, half-naked, made her feel so funny in her stomach? Was she attracted to her best friend? Did that mean she was a lesbian as well? What would it mean for their friendship if they started fooling around?

Her brain felt caught in a maelstrom of confusing thoughts. She needed to find the calm in the eye of that storm. Closing her eyes, she pushed all those thoughts away. Focusing instead solely on her gut reaction to the thought of kissing her friend, she was a little surprised to find only excitement, maybe even desire. Mentally shrugging away the doubts, she decided to stop worrying and just go along with whatever felt right. There would be time to sort it all out later.

Opening her eyes again, she saw Abbie looking a bit worried at her hesitation. She gave her a shy but reassuring smile.

"Y-yeah, I did," she finally replied, timidly.

A big smile instantly spread on Abbie's lips, and excitement shone in her eyes.

"Good," she said simply before pressing her lips to Melina's, who found herself kissing her back with some passion. After a moment Abbie's tongue also pressed against her mouth and she let her in, their tongues resuming their earlier dance.

The electric feeling from before was back. Melina's whole body seemed to be tingling with some sort of erotic energy. It made her nipples harden against the fabric of her bra. A pleasant warmth was also suddenly spreading between her legs. Her cheeks flushed, a little embarrassed at her body's reaction, but not enough to break the kiss just yet. She was quite satisfied with her decision to go through with it at that moment.

"Wow," she breathed after the kiss did eventually end - she couldn't quite tell if it had been seconds or minutes.

"Mmm yeah," Abbie purred, letting out a deep sigh of contentment. "I've been thinking about this for a while now."

Melina let out a surprised laugh. "Really? So you've been checking me out and thinking about kissing me... You're full of surprises today."

"I guess I am," Abbie agreed, winking at her before leaning in again for another kiss.

This time Melina led the dance and immediately slipped her tongue into her friend's mouth, making her moan softly. Apparently this kissing business just gets better the more you do it, because this kiss turned out even more exciting and electric than the previous one, something Melina had not thought possible. It did not end until both girls were a little out of breath.

"Holy crap," Melina commented afterwards.

"I agree," Abbie said, and they both grinned at each other.

"So... is there anything else you've been thinking about me that I should know about?" Melina asked after she had caught her breath a little.

"Well, maybe a few things," Abbie replied slowly, gazing into her friend's eyes with a look that Melina suspected was pure lust.

Abbie's hand came up to the other girl's belly and she started tracing lazy circles on her skin with one finger, making Melina shiver at the sensation. Their lips met once again, without tongue this time, but that might be just as well since Melina didn't think she could have concentrated on her tongue movement with her friend's distracting hand roaming over her body.

There was a pleasant exhilaration to anticipating the motion of the fingers on her skin, going this way and that a little erratically, but still with a suspiciously upwards general direction. While she had expected the hand to finally cup her breast, the actual contact still made her break the kiss with a little cry. She had fondled her own breasts a bit before in intimate moments, and while that had been pretty nice, the sensation seemed decupled when someone else did it for you. It felt like a little shock that went straight from her hard nipple down to the warmth between her legs, making her whole body jerk a little in the process.

"Was that okay?" Abbie asked playfully as her hand came away from her friend's bra, but not before giving a last flick on her nipple, making her twitch and gasp once more.

"Y-yeah, I think so," Melina said, still a little overwhelmed by the sensation.

Abbie leaned back a little, looking pointedly at the other girl's bra-clad chest. "I think we have another unfair clothing situation here."

"O-oh, right, I guess so," Melina said, also glancing down at her chest.

Leaning in close again, Abbie's hands went up her friend's back until she reached the clasp of her bra. "May I?" she asked with a wink.

Melina swallowed and nodded, sticking to her decision of not overthinking things. She had not been disappointed up to now.

There was a pleasant moment of their bodies pushing together as Abbie pressed close to peer at Melina's back, depositing a kiss on her neck while she was at it.

"Oh yeah, these things are much easier to manage when you can see what you're doing," she commented as she undid the bra, and they both giggled. Sitting back, she took the bra with her, Melina allowing her to pull it off her arms.

Melina felt her cheeks burn brighter as her friend's eyes devoured her now revealed modest breasts. She had to fight the urge to cover up with her hands.

"Mmm, I love your big boobs," Abbie said huskily.

Melina snorted at her silliness. "Big? They're barely any bigger than yours. You'd need like a microscope to tell the difference."

There was a moment of silence as the analogy was pondered.

"Not sure how a microscope would..." Abbie began.

"Yeah, dunno how that would work," Melina said at the same time. They both laughed.

"Anyway, my point was... I love these," Abbie said as she suddenly cupped her friend's boobs in both her hands and gave them a squeeze, making her cry out in surprise and unexpected pleasure. Melina quickly put a hand over her mouth, though it was a bit too late, as her friend grinned at her. The girl had gone from an embarrassed confession of lesbianism to being a bold and daring temptress in record time, Melina thought. Then again, to be fair, she herself had gone from having never thought about girls this way to... well, whatever they were doing now.

Glancing at the door, she said: "If we're going to... do stuff like this, maybe I should put on some music to cover things up." She didn't quite know how far things would go, but she was getting the idea that Abbie was ready for a lot, and she wasn't sure she wanted her to stop either.

"Good idea," Abbie said, still grinning.

Melina got up, walked over to her laptop, and queued up an album she liked with sufficient volume. Turning back, she saw her friend, laying back on the bed resting on her elbows, admiring her. Not for the first type today, she felt a flush of mixed embarrassment and excitement. Abbie still had a rather cocky grin on her lips, and she thought maybe it was time the girl had a taste of her own medicine.

Walking up to the bed, she sat down next to her friend. A bit hesitantly, she put her hand on Abbie's flat belly, then caressed her way up until she was cupping her right breast. The other girl let out a sharp gasp, which turned into a moan as Melina kept kneading her sensitive flesh. Soon, her left hand was also busy on her friend's small chest, pleasuring her other breast. Moaning louder now, Abbie closed her eyes and let herself fall back on the bed completely.

"Mmm, Mel," she whispered huskily, "that feels so nice."

It was very weird to hear her name uttered in passion like this. Weird but... arousing. Melina let her hands roam over her friend's body, from her neck to her tummy, with of course special attention to her boobs. She had to admit this new experience of giving someone else pleasure was quite intoxicating. Every movement she made elicited a response in the other girl: a gasp, a moan, a twitch, even a sharp little cry when she tried pinching a nipple.

After a moment, she noticed her friend's hips bucking suggestively. She wondered if she realized she was doing it, or if it was subconscious. Moving one hand from Abbie's upper body, she started also caressing her thighs. Biting her lip, she pondered if she dared give the other girl what her body seemed to be demanding. She grinned to herself as she imagined what her friend's reaction might be. She figured, if they had already gone this far...

Very slowly, she dragged her hand up one thigh. Abbie showed no reaction yet, possibly distracted by Melina's other hand playing with a nipple. Finally reaching her friend's shorts, she was out of room to move upwards. Deciding herself, she pressed her hand directly between the other girl's legs, already feeling her warmth through the clothing.

Abbie let out a loud cry which stretched into a moan. Her eyes opened wide and she stared at her friend. Though she had received the satisfying reaction she wanted, looking at the other girl's shocked expression, Melina now had to wonder if she had gone a bit too far. Hesitating, she took her hand away from her friend's crotch.

"Don't stop," Abbie pleaded urgently in a whisper. "Please."

Smiling shyly at her, Melina resumed her caress of her best friend's most intimate place. Alternating between pressing hard and more softly, moving her hand up and down, it seemed to have the desired effect.

"Mmm yesss," Abbie moaned, shutting her eyes in pleasure and pushing her hips against her friend's hand.

She was getting really worked up now. Her moans were louder and louder, and Melina hoped the music was still doing its job. A sheen of sweat now covered the other girl's body, and a strand of her hair was plastered on her forehead. She's so pretty like that, she caught herself thinking. Unsure how to feel, she pushed the thought away. It wasn't really the time to ponder this.

"Oh. Mel," Abbie moaned. At that moment, Melina thought she might be able to get used to pretty girls moaning her name in ecstasy. "Mel," she repeated more urgently, and Melina realized she wasn't just moaning her name but actually trying to get her attention. Slowing her caresses, she raised an inquisitive eyebrow.

"Do you think you could..." she hesitated, breathing hard. "You know..." Her hand went down to her shorts and she undid the button in guise of explanation.

"Oh," Melina said, seeing what she was getting at. She had to admit that, according to her own experimentation over the past year of so, direct contact was indeed a lot better. It was a bit late to turn back now, anyway. Though blushing furiously and unable to meet her friend's gaze, she nodded.

Unzipping Abbie's shorts revealed her white panties. Melina took a deep breath, then slipped her hand under the waistband. Her friend's smooth sex was wet and burning, and so ready. Even her panties felt soaked against the back of her hand.

"Wow, you're so wet," she giggled.

"Shut up," Abbie laughed bashfully. Her embarrassment was immediately forgotten though, as Melina resumed her caresses, now directly on her sensitive sex.

Her fingers now slick with her friend's excitement, she moved them up and down her slit, in and out of the folds of her treasure. It didn't take long before Abbie's moans redoubled. A finger pressed to her clit drew a sharp cry.

"Yes! Mel yes, right there," Abbie moaned urgently.

Melina grinned to herself; it didn't look like Abbie wanted things to last. She concentrated on her most sensitive spot, making small circles with her fingertips on her clit. The reaction was immediate: her body thrashed wildly, her breath came in fast as if she had just sprinted a mile. Melina estimated she was very close. This is hot, she thought, already somewhat more comfortable with the idea. Something else to think about later.

"Oh, yes, Mel! I'm gonna... I'm..." Abbie's words were interrupted when her back arched off the bed and her mouth froze open in a silent scream, her eyes screwed tightly shut. She remained fixed in that position for several long seconds, and Melina was a bit relieved she was having a silent orgasm, because that looked like an ear-shattering scream caught in her throat. The music would probably not have covered that. Finally, Abbie's body crashed down on the bed, like a puppet with its strings cut. It still twitched erratically a little, and she seemed to be trying to shy away from the hand still trapped in her panties. Melina got the message, and took her hand out of her now too-sensitive intimacy.

"Oh... wow... oh my god..." Abbie tried to articulate through her heavy breathing.

Letting her catch breath, Melina contemplated her hand still slick with her friend's juices, unsure what one normally did in such a situation. Looking around, she grabbed a tissue off the bedside table and wiped her hand clean-ish.

"Oh my god, Mel, that was amazing," Abbie said, having recovered a little. Suddenly sitting up, she grabbed her friend's head with both hands and planted a long and passionate kiss on her lips, leaving the other girl a little out of breath herself.

"Oh. Well, you're welcome," Melina said sheepishly, one hand unconsciously coming up to scratch the back of her head.

"I mean it, that was like... just wow. So much better than when I do it to myself."

"Well, maybe your fingers just aren't as talented as mine." Melina winked at the other girl, wiggling her fingers in her face.

"Psh, my fingers are plenty good I'll have you know," Abbie said, poking one of those fingers into Melina's ribs. "It's just... different when it's someone else doing it," she explained. Looking pointedly down at her friend's skirt, she slowly ran a finger up her thigh. Melina thought she already knew what her next words would be. She was proven correct when the other girl looked up into her eyes and asked teasingly: "Want me to show you?"

Melina held her gaze for a moment, feeling her cheeks grow hot once again. Surely she was breaking some sort of blushing record today. She didn't hesitate very long though. While it was a big step that probably shouldn't be taken lightly, in an afternoon already full of new experiences, the truth was that she was a horny mess at that moment. She had teased the other girl about her wetness, but she was pretty sure her own panties weren't entirely dry either.

"O-okay," she said simply.

Abbie gave her a big smile. "Lie down," she said softly, and Melina let herself be gently pushed down on the bed. Her skirt was pushed up to reveal her girly pink panties. She thought she might have worn something a bit more mature if she had known this was going to happen, but Abbie didn't seem to mind. "Cute," she said with a wink.

Abbie hooked her fingers into the panties' waistband, and Melina, though apprehensive, lifted her bum off the bed to allow her to pull them down her legs. Her young sex was revealed, smooth with a few dark hairs that had recently appeared. Abbie stared at it in a very embarrassing manner.

"Mmm, that's a pretty pussy," she commented, and Melina went from embarrassed to mortified.

"Oh god," she said, throwing her arm across her eyes. She figured it would be less awkward somehow if she didn't see anything. She could still hear her friend giggle at her reaction though.

"Hmm, actually... I want to try something," Abbie said.  

Melina frowned. Try something? She thought getting her "pretty pussy" rubbed by someone else would already be more than enough of a new experience. What did the girl have in mind? She felt her friend shift position on the bed, though she didn't quite know what she was doing until she felt her warm breath between her legs.

Her eyes opening wide, she raised herself up on her elbows to stare at Abbie, who was now lying face-down between her legs.

"What are you-" she began, but her sentence turned into a cry halfway through when she felt her friend's tongue take a slow, tentative lick across her slit. Melina stared in disbelief. Did she really just put her tongue... there?

"Don't-" she tried to say, but again the tongue didn't let her finish, this time pressing deeper into her intimacy. Letting out a loud moan, she let herself fall back down on the bed.

"Don't? You sure?" Abbie asked teasingly. When Melina could only whimper in reply, her tongue resumed its ministrations, now more confidently playing with the folds of her sex.

Melina couldn't believe what was happening. She had never imagined such a thing. It was so dirty. It felt so amazing. While it seemed to her that it must be pretty gross for her friend, she had quickly given up any objections when she saw how great it felt. Clearly, a hot wet tongue was better than any fingers.

In fact, Abbie's tongue seemed to be getting more skilled by the second, teasing every nook and cranny of her treasure with varied motions: sometimes circular, sometimes up and down; at times slow, other times fast. It was driving Melina crazy. She couldn't keep in the moans that escaped her lips, her hips jerked uncontrollably in response to the invading tongue, one hand had the bed sheets in a death grip while the other had come up of its own volition to play with her boobs.

When Abbie pressed her tongue against her clit, a loud cry forced its way past her lips and she had to clamp down a hand on her mouth hard. Giggling, her friend seemingly decided she was going to make her scream as loud as possible, and concentrated her oral assault on her clit. The sensation was almost too intense to bear, waves of pleasure emanating from the sensitive organ and somehow spreading out through her entire body.

Something was building deep within her. She had come to know that feeling pretty well; knew that soon would come that ecstatic explosion. She didn't think she had ever reached that state so quickly though. Just a few more seconds now, Abbie's tongue on her clit would make sure of that. God, Abbie is licking my pussy, she thought, and with that the orgasm finally crashed into her body. Her consciousness was reduced to a pinpoint of pure pleasure and her body convulsed out of her control. She had considerable trouble concentrating on pressing her hand on her mouth as hard as could to avoid alerting her mother, and maybe the whole neighborhood.

She had never felt so good in her whole life.

Afterwards, she remained motionless for a while, simply trying to catch her breath. She felt Abbie move on the bed and sit next to her. Opening one eye, she saw the girl grinning at her, looking mighty proud of herself.

"Holy... holy crap," she managed haltingly.  

"That good uh?" her friend asked, her grin growing even wider.

"That was..." Melina began, then shook her head, unable to find the words. "Where did you learn to do that?" she asked instead.

Abbie smiled sheepishly. "The Internet."

"What, they have a Wikipedia page about this or something?"  

Abbie snorted. "Well, probably but... I meant more like, um, videos."

It took a moment for Melina's foggy brain to realize what she was referring to. "What! You looked at porn?" she exclaimed.

"Well, a little," Abbie admitted bashfully, then she frowned at her friend. "Hey, you're the one going into skeevy chat rooms, don't give me crap about this."

Melina giggled. "I guess. Mom installed a program that blocks dirty sites on my laptop anyway, it just doesn't know that chat sites can be dirty."

"Oh, well there you go, I bet you'd have looked up porn too if it wasn't blocked!"

"Maybe," Melina admitted with a grin. Thinking back to what had just happened, she hesitantly added: "But wasn't it, like, gross? Putting your tongue... there?"

Abbie shrugged. "Nah, it wasn't bad. Not really a strong taste. I kinda liked it," she said with a wink.

Suddenly, they heard a voice from the corridor outside the room: "Meli, did you hear me?" Melina's mom sounded like she was at the top of the stairs.  

The girls looked at each other in panic for a moment, eyes wide, then scrambled to get dressed. Luckily, Abbie was still wearing her short, and Melina her skirt - even though there was nothing underneath. She kicked her discarded panties under the bed and grabbed the first shirt she could get her hands on from the wardrobe. "Err, hold on!" she called out as she was pulling the shirt over her head.

When she was somewhat presentable, she glanced at Abbie to make sure she also had her shirt back on, then - hoping she didn't look like someone who just had sex - opened the door and came face to face with her mother, who seemed about to turn the doorknob herself.

"Oh err, what was that? Didn't hear you 'cause of the music," Melina said, trying not to sound guilty.

"Yes, that's pretty loud, honey," her mother said, frowning.

"Sorry," Melina said, and motioned for Abbie to turn it off.

"I said that dinner is ready," her mom repeated once quiet had returned.

"Oh okay, I'll be right down."

"Alright." Her mother glanced from one girl to the other, looking like she thought they were acting strange. She took a look around the room, then shrugged and went back downstairs.

The girls exchanged a look of relief, and Melina let out a long sigh.

"Well that was close. You think she heard anything?" she whispered.

"Hmm, you were pretty loud," Abbie said with a satisfied smile, "but I think it was probably okay."

Melina blushed a little. "I hope so. We gotta be more careful next time."

Abbie grinned. "Next time?"

"Oh um, well err..." Melina stammered. She had not really considered what she was saying. "Um, we'll see," she finally said.

"Okay," Abbie agreed, though her smile faded a little.

"Anyway, I should, um..." Melina said awkwardly, gesturing towards the door and stairs.

"Yeah, okay."

The girls went down the stairs and into the lobby.

"Well, I'll see you at school tomorrow," Melina said.

"Yeah, see ya," Abbie said, then brushed her hand softly against Melina's. They exchanged hesitant smiles before Abbie opened the door and left.

Left alone, Melina sighed. That was kinda awkward, she thought. Are things gonna be weird now? She wasn't sure where their relationship stood exactly anymore.

* * *

Later that night, Melina kept twisting and turning in her bed, unable to sleep. The events of that afternoon kept going through her mind. There was so much to think about.

She had sex for the first time today. Maybe. Does what they did really count as sex? Probably not, she thought, but she wasn't sure what to call it. Maybe she was a virgin until she did it for real with a boy.

In any case though, the point was she had her first sexual experience with someone else. And that someone else was her best friend. A girl. That took some effort to wrap her mind around. She couldn't deny that the experience had been enjoyable. More than that: pretty amazing even. Did it mean she was turning into a lesbian?

An image of Abbie, topless, sweaty, and writhing on her bed, flashed in her mind. She had to admit to herself that that was a rather sexy sight. It gave her a funny feeling in her stomach even now, maybe even a little heat between her legs. Shaking her head, she pushed the image from her mind.

Instead, she pictured Noah, a boy in her class that she had maybe a little bit of a crush on. He still seemed like a total cutie to her at that moment. What was that other word? "Bisexual?" Is that what was happening? She tried to picture some of the other girls in her class: redhead Alicia, who was friends with her and Abbie; little mousy Sara the gymnastics champion; stupid Ashley with her dumb huge boobs who could easily pass for 16 and it was so unfair. None of them really made her feel anything. Maybe if I saw them having an orgasm, she thought, and giggled.

Giving up on penetrating the mysteries of her attractions, her thoughts turned to the future. Would she fool around with Abbie again? Her friend certainly seemed to want to. Thinking about how good it had felt, she thought she might too. Her wandering mind brought to her an image of Abbie with her face between her legs, and she again felt a flush of heat in her panties. She couldn't forget the other girl's tongue on her most sensitive place.

What would it mean for their friendship though? She loved Abbie dearly, as a friend. Would things change between them? If they starting fooling around, did that mean Abbie was her girlfriend? Is a lover just a best friend you have sex with? She sighed, confused. Maybe she was over-thinking it. Maybe labels weren't so important if they were just happy.

All this thinking about what had happened between the girls had started to get her in a bit of a state. Her hand slipped under the t-shirt she wore to bed, moved across her belly, and paused at the hem of her panties. She wanted some release. Was it weird to masturbate thinking about your best friend? She decided she didn't care. Her fingers slipped under the waistband of her panties and into the hot, slick folds of her treasure.

"Mmm," she sighed contentedly, as the doubts and questions in her mind were replaced with pure pleasure. Her fingers started teasing her young sex, slowly moving up and down her slit.

A sudden noise next to her made her jump and yank her hand out of her panties, before she realized it was only her phone vibrating on the nightstand. Shaking her head and laughing at herself, though a bit annoyed at having been interrupted, she picked up the device and unlocked the screen. She saw she had received a text message from Abbie.

"Are we cool?" it said, followed by a sad face.

Poor Abbie had probably been having doubts similar to hers. Maybe not about her sexuality, but certainly worries about their friendship. Whatever changed between them, one thing Melina was sure of was that they would remain friends.

"We're cool," she replied, with a happy face.

"Good," came the reply a few seconds later, with a smiley face of her own.

Melina nodded to herself, glad they had at least cleared that up. She was considering resuming her previous activity when the phone again rumbled in her hand.

"...cuz I just came thinking about you," it said, followed by a complex series of emoticons including a wink, a blush, shifty eyes, a heart, and a sweat drop.

Her eyes goggled at the text. Holy crap, that girl, she thought. What do you say to something like that? It looked like Abbie's thoughts had indeed really been similar to her own tonight. Thinking about her friend in bed, rubbing at herself, made the warmth between her own thighs burn hotter. She wasn't quite ready to admit something like that to the other girl though.

With hands that were trembling a little, she typed out her tamer reply: "lol hope you had fun."

"Not as great as when you do it to me but pretty good," Abbie sent out after a moment. Melina giggled and sent her a wink. She wasn't really comfortable enough to flirt or comment further just yet.

Putting the phone down on her nightstand, her hand then immediately went back into her panties. She found she was even wetter than before and shook her head at herself, though of course that didn't stop her fingers from going to work, on the contrary.

She sighed deeply as her fingers started moving in a slow circle. Sexy images popped and shifted in her mind. Abbie in her own bed, doing the same thing as she was. Then she was with Abbie, and it was her fingers inside her friend's panties, making her gasp and moan. Then the roles were reversed and she imagined it was the other girl's fingers she was feeling between her legs. Fantasy-Abbie wasn't satisfied with that for long though, and she yanked off the panties to use her mouth instead. That was an especially nice thought, and Melina teased her clit with a finger, fantasizing that it was her friend's tongue instead. It was not as good, but still did the job.

Small moans escaped her lips, though she tried to be quiet. Flipping over on the bed to lie on her stomach, she buried her face into her pillow. Her hips moved to mash her young sex into the hand still trapped in her panties. She knew she was getting very close now.

She wondered what it would be like to do to Abbie what she had done to her, with her tongue. In this position, she imagined she was lying between her friend's legs, her face inches from the other girl's treasure. In her mind, she was leaning forward, kissing it, slipping her tongue between its folds. It seemed so dirty, but at the same time hot and sexy.

Finally, the pleasure that had been building up inside her crested, and loud moans were muffled by her pillow as the waves of her orgasm took her. Her body tensed for long, intense seconds, then relaxed, leaving her drained and sweaty, but extremely satisfied.

Her mind at peace, she had no more trouble quickly falling asleep.