Alana kept pushing harder and harder. Her muscles were very sore by now, and she’d been going for longer then she ever had before. Although she hadn’t been practicing lately, this time, she felt invincible. Like she could simply run, and go forever. She loved running, and practiced at least an hour a day. She ran a marathon once, but came in 31st. She hadn’t been especially good at running, but it kept her fit enough to look good. And that was the whole idea.

And she did look very good, a typical 19 year-old in her prime. She had black hair running just past her shoulders making her look a little more pale then she would’ve liked. But her body made up for it; she was about 5’6”, thin, with a picture perfect small round butt. Her breasts were nothing special, they weren’t the biggest, but at least they were round, and looked very good in her sports bra, standard B size.

She finished up the lap and heaved to a stop. She stood leaning on a pole breathing heavily when Nicole, her neighbor, told her she was going back to the house. Nicole was her running buddy that lived across the street. She was a couple years older then her and a little less eccentric. Alana had a way of getting herself into weird situations, terribly awkward. Nicole seemed like the person who always avoided them, and was impossible to embarrass. She was the most normal person Alana knew, and she always depended on her for good advice, and good runs. Nicole wasn’t as thin as Alana but was in no way fat. In fact, she was beautiful herself. She had curly auburn hair that was longer then Alana’s. She had larger breasts with the same shape, and looked even better in a sports bra. She was a bit shorter only by an inch or two, but she always had more respect from Alana for whatever reason. In her mind, they were equal.

Alana followed Nicole as they went back to her house. In the middle of the day, both of Alana’s parents were gone, so it was nicer to be at her place. Nicole got into the house and started making a drink for the both of them. Alana slumped down on a sofa, still breathing, untying her shoes. “Beautiful day, today. And a great run,” she said. “Yeah, so hey, are we still on for coffee today?” Nicole came back. For a minute Alana had forgotten, “Oh yeah, sure. I guess I should take a shower then.” Nicole handed her a lemonade. “Alright, me too. Is it okay if I shower here?” said Nicole. “Sure, got the upstairs one.” Alana chugged the rest of the drink. “Okay.” Nicole said.

Alana made her way downstairs to her room, undressing on the way. She grabbed her towel on her bed and took a quick look at herself in the mirror. She looked awful; she was sweaty and had no make-up. She took her time laying all her clothes out on her bed that she wanted to wear. Her mom had always done that, and she never broke the habit. It was just another weird thing. Alana ran her hands through her hair and then wrapped herself in the towel. After making her way upstairs she noticed Nicole wasn’t around for some reason, probably in the garage getting more ice. She went down the hall and opened the bathroom door.

There was Nicole, sitting on the bathmat, completely naked, sweaty, and heart beating. One of her hands was buried deep in her vagina; the other was plowing away at her clit. The shock was like nothing else she had ever experienced. This was the worst possible situation that could’ve possibly happened. Her friend would finally be embarrassed, but at what cost? These types of things were friendship enders, and Alana knew it. For a half second there was silence, pure awkward shock. Then came Alana, “It’s okay.” Sweat starting pouring again. She stood standing there for some reason, pretending that she could somehow make this situation normal. Nicole spoke, “…Oh… my… god.” Both mouths were wide open. This must be a mistake in fate or something, what happened? Then, by accident, Alana dropped her towel. Frozen again, and not quite able to process what had happened, she just stared.<%PART%>

Nicole showed her very normal personality then, and grabbed a towel that was sitting beside her. “I was masturbating Alana. You caught me. I’m sorry; I shouldn’t have done that in your house.” Nicole handled it quite coolly. Her eyes were locked on her neighbor’s body. She had never seen anything so perfect in her life. So far, Alana made no attempt to cover herself, they had seen each other naked before many times, but never had anything sexual happened, especially anything like this. Alana closed the door, and picked up her towel and held it at her side. “No, it’s okay. I just thought you were going to the downstairs bathroom. I should’ve knocked.” She was handling it better then she thought she would. After all, she didn’t want to lose a friend, best not to get weird about it.

Nicole gave a sigh of relief and stood up. She was still locked on Alana’s body, she had no idea why. “So you don’t have a problem with it then?” she said. “Uh, I guess not. I don’t think it’s bad or anything. I’ve just never seen you do it before,” Alana stuttered. This was getting weird again, but in a different way. The thought of her good friend having an orgasm on her bathroom flood was turning her on slightly. She wasn’t a lesbian, and hadn’t ever thought of having sex with another girl. Her eyes turned to Nicole’s soaking crotch. She noticed her neighbor had shaved it last night. It looked sorta hot.

“Why? Don’t you do it?” said Nicole, her brow furrowed. “No, I’ve never had the urge to do anything like that. I’ve never had an orgasm before.” Alana was embarrassed. Boys hadn’t given her an orgasm yet. She had been a little too ashamed to tell her neighbor. “That’s terrible. You’ve got to learn how to get yourself to come! How come we’ve never talked about this before?” Nicole was comfortable now. Alana spoke, “I don’t know. Umm, okay. How do, uh, you do it?” She sat down on the toilet discarding her towel. “Well, first you’ve got to think of something you want to do, like a fantasy. While you’re doing this, you’ve got to stimulate your clitoris, or your breasts. Anything really to get your juices flowing,” she sat on the edge of the bath tub facing Alana. She started to rub the top of her beautiful cunt, “like this, and when you’re breathing heavily enough, and your wet enough, just start sliding your fingers into your pussy and you’ll eventually come!”

Alana did this, however awkwardly, while staring at her gorgeous friend. She pulled her dark hair back and got a little more comfortable. She started with her middle finger. She lightly rubbed the top of her clit up and down, just massaging it to get her juices going. Her pussy was dark with her thick pubic hair, not like Nicole. It was harder to get wet. Her big tuffs of black fur absorbed most of the pussy juice. Nicole noticed this, “Don’t worry about getting your whole crotch wet, just your vagina.” Her own pussy was gleaming with moisture all around. Her bald clit was easy to maneuver. It started to make a sticky glooping sound every time she moved it in and out.

Alana kept watching her friend, trying to get herself off. But it was frustrating now that she realized she only wanted her friend, and not to masturbate. She was so horny, she wasn’t thinking clearly at all, “can… can you help me?” She surprised herself with these words. She had no idea what would happen. Nicole was just as surprised, but she had been staring at her neighbor the whole time. All she wanted was to taste that amazing smelling pussy across the room. So she did. Nicole stood up and went over to her friend. She knelt down and began licking Alana’s clit. One of her hands was still down at her own, working away trying to get herself off.

Alana moaned in satisfaction as her friend lapped up her huge 1.5 inch clit. Pubic hair was all over Nicole’s mouth, but she hardly cared. Her other hand came up and started going into Alana’s vagina, in and out. Nicole’s head tilted back and forth at all angles to lick up every millimeter of her friend’s clit. Alana started to have contractions and her hips shot outward against Nicole’s face. The fingers pounded back even harder, and the pussy squeezed them tighter then they had every squeezed anything before, in their first orgasm. Juices leaked out the sides of her hand, and Nicole lay back on the floor to receive her turn.

Alana moved down off the toilet and pushed her face hard into her neighbor’s bald, slippery pussy. Long strings of saliva and vaginal juices came from her face. Alana lapped up every bit of it. It tasted like nothing she had ever had before, it was great. It was so sweet, she loved it. Before long, Nicole’s hips were bucking forward already. A huge blast of water sprayed Alana in the face. She drank it all. Nicole had ejaculated all over her friend, it was the best orgasm she had ever had. After she was done, they both lay there quivering for a few seconds. Alana’s head rested on her friend’s bellybutton, the juices still soaking her neck.

It was unspeakably awkward for the next few days, until they talk about their bisexuality with each other. Both were in agreement that they had no problem with it. Alana and Nicole continued to have their runs, but almost always afterwards, they would make love.

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