Sleepover.....and What a Night

Anna, I'd made a promise to that although I would have sex with her, I'd never make a move myself. Alex, on the other hand, seemed open to the idea once we got talking. Both know I am bi. So, the discussion went along the lines of, "What satisfaction does one girl get from another?" I guess our evening was helped by pizza, wine, and Chris and Christina being very vocal about their fucking in the room opposite mine!  I began to tell them that sex with another girl is way, WAY less inhibited than with a guy, and I asked them, "Be honest...is there something that just popped into your head that you like to do while you were actually fucking but that you DIDN'T tell him about?" Well, that question hit the mark! Both of them blushed, and I knew they had something to say. Alex went first. "Umm, well, my boyfriend was fucking me and I guess I was just super horny or something. I wanted him to tie my hands behind my back, or maybe above my head...yeah...above my head, and fuck me standing up.....while....um......while he put something up my arsehole....a carrot or something like that. I really REALLY wanted that! "  Anna took a little longer. "Ok ok! There is something. Now and then, ONLY now and then......I imagine my boyfriend peeing on my panties. You know....while I'm still in them. I like the humiliation, but also the feeling."  This was different. This felt like something she'd done. And it turned out that she had! Only once! And with a former boyfriend.  Then it was my turn. I said, "Ok, now look. A girl with a boy has to work out whether what she wants is too much for him. Or work out WHEN to ask him. Whereas when I'm with a girl, every time is the right time, and usually, girls kinda know what the other girl wants....and it's fucking amazing. For example, when a girl is licking me out, I don't have to worry about whether I'll squirt....or even pee. It's just ok to do it. I've never yet had sex with a girl that wasn't amazing. Even just being fingered is special, just because it's another girl doing it...don't you think that alone has something raunchy about it?"  Alex, who had been fidgetting throughout my contribution said, "Yeah....I don't know myself, but yeah, I can imagine getting off just because it's a girl's fingers." "So how would you feel if it was a girl's mouth on your cunt?" (I know dirty words turn Alex on....a lot.) "Yeah, again, I can imagine that's hot...yeah.....that's horny." "You should try letting a girl just finger you. See what it feels like." Alex was clearly turned on and after a few seconds said "Ok. You do it. But promise to stop if I don't like it." I told her that I would, but that no way was I just going to stick my fingers up her. Instead, we hugged, kissed a little before I slipped my hand into her panties and was delighted to find her sopping wet. My fingers slipped in easily and we continued to kiss.....but, I deliberately stopped before she came. "Oh fuck....don't stop now...!" Meanwhile. Anna was watching intently and rubbing herself under her skirt but trying to look like she wasn't. I looked straight into her eyes, and with not a word being said, reminded her of my promise. I would never make the first move to her. So I turned back to Alex and this time, made her cum on my fingers. "Holy fuck that was hot! My turn! " She made me lie on my bed and she slipped my panties off, and both of them admired my clit piercing, before Alex slipped one, then two fingers deep inside me. She looked close too...so close I could feel her breath. "Fuck, Claire, you smell amazing!" And then, I felt a little kiss, then a longer one, and then her tongue working my clit. "See?" I managed to gasp, "One girl knows instinctively what another girl needs....oh fuck...don't stop." But something changed. Alex removed her fingers from inside me, and I felt another slimmer but longer pair of fingers exploring me. Anna had made the first move. I rewarded her by cumming on those long, slender pianist's fingers.  Finally, late that night, Anna and I, well.....we didn't fuck, or suck, we made love. Oh yes, both sucking and fucking were involved, but so was tenderness, gentleness and a pure empathy. I knew when she was ready, and for what. It was lovely. In the morning, we woke up in the same bed, and were pleasantly sticky with each other's juices.