2017/10/17

Not Asleep

(A sequel to Sleep-over)

The girls froze into silence at the sound of footsteps in the hall. A soft knock followed, knuckles rolled gently over the door.

“Everything ok?” asked Liv’s father, through the closed door.

“We’re fine, Dad,” Liv called.

“I heard a noise. Need any help?”

“No,” the girls chorused.

“That was me, Dad, I just had a bad dream,” added Liv.

The doorknob turned, and a crack of light from the hallway appeared. Two highly concerned teens hid desperately under the bedclothes: being found naked in bed together would not be easily explained. But Liv’s father was content with the narrow gap to talk through, and didn’t open the door enough to see them.

“Sure you’re ok now?”

“I’m fine, Dad.”

“Riley?”

“Yeah, we’re good.”

“Ok. You know where to find me if I can do anything for you.” The door closed. Footsteps receded. Liv and Riley held their breaths and looked at each other wide-eyed, waiting to be sure that the interruption was over.

“What were you thinking, screaming like that?” Riley whispered.

“I wasn’t thinking. I didn’t really know I made a sound. I was just — taken by surprise.”

“Yeah. My first time, I didn’t know what to expect either. Just that it was supposed to feel good.”

“It felt amazing,” Liv whispered, “But also… it almost hurt, it was so… I don’t know, just… wow, all through me.”

As the girls cuddled together, Riley softly stroked Liv’s hair. Liv, more tentatively, returned the caress with a hand on her friend’s back.

“Riley?”

“Mmm?”

“Can you do that to me again?”

Riley leaned forward and kissed Liv on the mouth. Her tongue, slipping inside, fed Liv her first-ever taste of herself.

“I can, if you promise not to scream again,” she replied. “But first, I’m going to teach you how to do it for me.”

— Frenulum

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