Nymphs

Episode 7: A new feeling

Bridgette lay on her bed, thinking about what she had done the previous night. Heather was also in her bed, thinking about the previous night. As both girls thinks about that lust filled night of Sapphic fornication, they struggle with their feelings. "Why did I do that?"-they both ask themselves.

Evening went, then morning came. Neither girl slept well the previous evening. They both head over to the kitchen to eat some breakfast. A long, uncomfortable silence between the two.

"Uh,"-Bridgette tries to start a conversation.

"So,"-Heather has no idea what to say.

"Listen… uh,"-Bridgette struggles with her words- "Look, about last night… That was…"

"Gay,"-Heather interrupts- "So very, very gay."

"Well… yeah,"-Bridgette says- "It was kind of gay."

"Not kind of,"-Heather says- "Very."

"Well, I mean,"-Bridgette fidgets with her hands- "That thing we did… while our clothes were on… that wasn't gay."

"No, no it wasn't,"-Heather agrees- "It wasn't… well, it WAS kind of gay."

"No, see, we had our clothes on,"-says Bridgette- "And uh… we were just…"

"No, see… It was gay because we did it in front of each other,"-says Heather- "That counts as gay."

"Maybe… but no, it doesn't,"-Bridgette argues- "See… we uh… we… uh, we were both thinking about other people! Right?"

Heather bites her lip, and looks away. Bridgette also looks away, nervous. Finally, Bridgette asks- "Who were you thinking about?"

"Who were YOU thinking about?"-Heather asks.

"I asked you first,"-Bridgette says, not daring to look at Heather.

"Nuh uh, I'm not answering that question,"-Heather says- "Not until you tell me who you were thinking about."

"I'll tell you once you tell me,"-Bridgette says.

"No, you first,"-Heather says.

"You first,"-Bridgette insists.

"No you,"-Heather.

"No, you,"-Bridgette.

"Together, ok?"-Heather takes a deep breath, as does Bridgette.

"You,"-Each girl says in unison. Their eyes bulge out as soon as they realize what was said.

"You… Heather…"-Bridgette is stunned. So is Heather.

"You were thinking about me?"-Heather asks.

"Yeah, I'm sorry,"-Bridgette replies- "And you… about me?'

"Yeah…"-Heather looks apologetic- "I'm sorry."

"I mean…"-Bridgette does not know what to say- "I… I don't… I'm flattered."

"Me too,"-Heather replies.

"It… kinda makes what we did next… less weird,"-Bridgette says, blushing.

"Yeah… a bit,"-Heather also blushes.

"About… that part,"-Bridgette says- "I… I liked it."

"Me too,"-Heather says, getting up.

"It was good,"-Bridgette says, walking towards Heather.

"Yeah, it was,"-Heather and Bridgette are now face to face. Both are trembling.

"Heather… I,"-Bridgette says- "I'm not gay, but… last night…"

"Yeah?"-Heather anticipates what Bridgette will say.

"Last night felt… so good,"-Bridgette says- "I haven't felt like that in a while."

"Yeah,"-Heather says- "I loved it too."

"Yeah,"-Bridgette says, blushing like mad- "I mean, I'm not gay, but…"

"No, I'm not gay too,"-Heather replies, also blushing- "Err, either, I mean."

"No, I know,"-Bridgette said- "Uh…"

"Yeah?"-Heather asks- 'Something on your mind?"

"Well…"-Bridgette bites her lip, and fidgets with her hands- "I… We don't have anything planned for today, right?"

"No,"-Heather begins to rub her arm- "Not that I know of."

"Last night was so good,"-Bridgette began to touch Heather's arm- "I mean… well…"

"Yeah?"-Heather's breath shortens with anticipation.

"I'd like,"-Bridgette's heart races- "Another one."

"Me too,"-Heather and Bridgette begin to kiss passionately. As they massage each other's mouths with their tongues, each girl caresses the other. Heather moved her hand up Bridgette's back, caressing her sun kissed skin. Bridgette caressed Heather's stomach, and moved her hand all the way up to her chest.

"Hey, last night, seeing as how we did it in your room,"-Bridgette began.

"Let's go to yours,"-Heather finished. Both girls walk on over to Bridgette's room. As they close the door behind them, Bridgette moves closer to Heather. Once again, they begin to kiss. As Heather removed Bridgette's shirt, she allows herself a whiff of her beautiful golden hair. Bridgette herself stole a glance of Heather's soft, perky cleavage. She places her hands on Heather's chest, and begins to kiss it. Bridgette reaches down Heather's top, and takes it off. She once again resumes kissing her now bare chest.

"Wow Heather,"-Bridgette says- "Your skin is so soft and delicate."

They continue kissing. They drop themselves unto Bridgette's bed, where Bridgette removed Heather's shorts. Bridgette then removed her own pants. As Heather lay naked on top of Bridgette, she directs her hand down her vagina.

This fic is rated M, not Adults Only. So, let's skip ahead, ok?

As Bridgette embraced Heather, their sweaty bodies glistened with the gentle sunlight that creeped through the window.

"Wow,"-Bridgette said- "That was so much better than last night."

"Yeah,"-Heather kisses Bridgette's shoulder, and caresses her left breast.

"Heather?"-Bridgette looks at her friend- "What does this make us?"

"Uh, I don't know,"-Heather says, caressing Bridgette's hair- "I guess we're fuck buddies?"

"Fuck buddies?"-Bridgette starts to laugh at the term. Heather laughs with her.

"Yeah, fuck buddies,"-Heather says- "Friends with privileges, you know?"

"Ah,"-Bridgette caresses Heather's hair- "Ok then. From now on, we're fuck buddies."

Bridgette and Heather kiss again, and continue their embrace. As Heather kept her head on Bridgette's soft chest, Bridgette comes up with an idea.

"Hey Heather,"-she says- "Want to make love again?"

"You like me, huh?"-Heather says, smiling.

"I like you a lot,"-Bridgette gives her a flirty smile.

"Let's go real slow this time,"-Heather says- "I want to remember everything."

They kiss. And then they begin to kiss with tongues. Heather caresses Bridgette's breasts, as Bridgette caresses Heather's bare bottom…

To be continued…