#my goodness..

She remembered how it had felt whenshe’d lost her virginity to her ‘boyfriend’. She remembered how vulnerableshe’d felt. How she’d actually kinda not wanted to do it but kinda had and hadjust wanted to make her boyfriend happy. So had done it anyway. Beca didn’twant to be like him. She didn’t want Chloe to feel under pressure. She wantedto be like Julia, the first girl she’d had sex with. The one who had taken hertime and communicated with Beca loads, taking the time to find out what feltgood for Beca and what didn’t. It had been a two-way street. That was what shewanted for Chloe.

So Beca broke their kiss for a moment,mumbling “Did you um…want to lie on the bed?” She watched Chloe hesitate, thenquickly (slightly more panicked than she’d wanted to sound) added, “With me! I…um…Imeant did you want to lie on the bed with me?”

Chloe couldn’t help the small smilethat brushed over her face. Not only had she never been asked if she wanted tohave sex in such a nice way before, but she’d also never been asked if shewanted to lie on someone’s bed in such a nice way before either. She’d seen theflash of panic on Beca’s face, and presumably the younger teen had worried thatshe’d sounded too forceful. It had made ‘grumpy’ Beca Mitchell so veryendearing and it gave Chloe the confidence to nod her head gently, “Yeah” shewhispered.

She allowed Beca to take her hands, andfor the second time that evening the brunette guided her around on the spot soshe was facing the bed. Beca slowly scrambled back onto the bed, gently pullingChloe along with her. Beca lay on her left side, Chloe lay on her right side,and there they lay, facing one another, tops no longer covering their bodies.

Chloe’s heart was still racing, partlyfrom nerves, partly from excitement, partly from curiosity. She felt entrancedas she lay staring into Beca’s eyes, their bodies illuminated by the soft lightcoming from the fairy lights around the room. Her body had begun relaxing whenthe brunette brought a hand out and delicately traced her fingertips slowly up anddown Chloe’s bare arm. She twitched as Beca’s fingers wound down onto the bareskin of her left side and Beca tugged her hand back as though she’d burnt theredhead.

But Chloe simply let out an embarrassedgiggle and brought her hand to her face, covering her eyes, “Sorry,” shemumbled into her hand, then peered between her fingertips, “I’m just reallyticklish there…”

Beca had literally never seen anythingcuter than Chloe Beale peering out at her from between her fingers. Thebrunette smiled softly then brought her own hand out, slowly peeling Chloe’shand from her face. She scootched her body so it was flush against Chloe’s,resting her right hand on the redhead’s hip (which was currently covered by thetop of her jeans). Beca’s smile had dropped as she became lost in those brightblue eyes of the young woman lying with her, and with one final deep breath,the brunette leant her face forward and captured Chloe’s lips in her own onceagain.

There was no telling how long they lay like that for, but whathad begun as soft kisses had quickly deepened as both teens began running theirhands over one another’s bodies. Stroking skin, gripping ass’s, tangling hair.Their tongues were now lapping at one another’s mouths, their kisses hot andnoisy.

Beca had to hand it to the teen in her arms, if there wasone thing that hadn’t been a false rumour around school, it was that ChloeBeale really WAS a good kisser! And not only that, the redhead had surprisedher by how handsy she’d become. Chloe had been the first to slide her handsdown the back of Beca’s skinny jeans, pulling her petite body harder againsther, something that has elicited a moan from the back of Beca’s throat whilethey kissed. Beca had to remind herself that while Chloe was a virgin, she’d madeout with pretty much every guy in her high school year. She knew what she wasdoing in that department.

Their kiss was broken momentarily and the two teens breathedheavily, their foreheads leant against one another as Beca tried to find somewords. But her hand did a lot of talking when it gently lowered onto the patchof jeans that covered Chloe’s crotch, “Is this ok?” Beca whispered as she heldher hand still. She didn’t want Chloe to feel that she was being takenadvantage of. But she noticed that Chloe had bitten her bottom lip, and wasslowly beginning to grind against her hand.

“Mmhmm” Chloe managed to muster, and so Beca began rubbingher hand more firmly against Chloe’s crotch, loving the sound the redhead madewhen she exhaled.

Chloe couldn’t even collect her thoughts right now. If she’dtold herself when she’d left for school first thing that morning that come theevening she’d end up at Beca Mitchell’s house, on her bed, making out with thegirl, she would’ve thought she’d gone crazy. But here she was. And more-so, shewas enjoying it!

As Beca continued her motions, Chloe could feel her arousalbuilding and immediately drew Beca’s mouth back to hers.

Beca couldn’t quite believe how well this appeared to begoing. She had been worried she might not be able to guide Chloe during thissmall opportunity of discovery but the redhead seemed to be taking it all inher stride. In fact, Chloe surprised Beca when her left hand slipped betweentheir bodies and cupped Beca’s jean-covered crotch. Beca let another small moancreep out from the back of her throat causing Chloe to quickly break the kiss.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered, “is thi-… am I not-… should Inot be doing thi-” But Chloe’s nervous stuttering was interrupted by Beca whoquickly resumed their kissing far more feverishly than before, grinding againstChloe’s hand.

“No it’s good…” Beca mumbled against Chloe’s lips as theykissed, “really good.”

Chloe felt relieved that she hadn’t messed things up. Becawas being so good and kind to her, it would be a disaster if she were to ruinit now because she didn’t know what she was doing. So she proceeded to just follow Beca’s lead, pressing her fingers against the fabric that trapped Beca’s crotch while grinding against Beca’s hand, sighing into the brunette’s mouth as they kissed. 

As Beca raised her lips from Chloe’s and slowly began kissing her jaw and down to the redhead’s neck, Chloe realised it was the first time someone had kissed her neck and she didn’t automatically feel as though she was being pressured for things to go to the next level. She didn’t feel as though she was on edge. 

Neck kissing was a popular move with the guys she’d made out with in the past. Aubrey had once told her they did the same thing with her, particularly in quiet parts of the school. Always an immediate hurtle into heavily making out, the dudes beginning at her mouth, then trailing sloppy kisses down to her neck, desperate to leave love-bites on her skin as if marking their territory and warding off challengers. Sometimes Chloe would let them, sometimes it’d be a struggle to push them away without them managing to get at least one mark on her neck. She would tut, they would laugh, she would find their boyish grin’s cute and immediately shrug off the sinking feeling that she’d just been taken advantage of.

But Beca was different and Chloe let out a content sigh as the girl kissed and rolled her tongue around patches of her skin on her neck. There was an old love-bite on her neck (from her now ex-boyfriend, Drake) that had almost gone, and Chloe surprised herself when she secretly hoped Beca wouldn’t notice it. She didn’t know why it mattered to her what Beca thought. But it did...

Beca brought her face back up to Chloe’s, placing one long soft kiss on her lips, exhaling through her nose before breaking the kiss. Chloe watched as Beca bit her bottom lip, as if nervous about what she wanted to say next. So Chloe bit her own lip, smiling gently. And they lay there for a few moments, their hands on each other’s crotches, enjoying the sensation of grinding against each other.

“Um...” Beca began quietly, “I’m going to take my bra off...if that’s okay?”

“Uhuh” Chloe said in a bright voice, though she suddenly felt nervous. It all felt so formal talking things through. Having Beca ask permission for each step that they took. But as Beca pulled her hand from between her legs and sat up slightly Chloe realised that she would probably rather they did it that way than just go for it. Because Chloe knew she’d bottle it at some point if they did this all too quickly. And she really didn’t want to bottle it. She wanted this.

Beca reached around to take her bra off, her heart racing so hard she hadn’t noticed that Chloe had removed her own hand from between Beca’s legs and started to take her own bra off. The brunette plopped her bra on the floor and turned back to resume her position beside Chloe. But to her surprise she watched as Chloe slipped the straps off her shoulders and also put her bra on the floor beside the bed.

“Oh I didn’t mean...you didn’t have to take your bra off too you know...if...if you didn’t want to.” Beca said awkwardly, staring intently into Chloe’s bright blue eyes no matter how badly she wanted to look down at the redhead’s breasts. But despite how nervous Chloe looked, she had a small smile on her face.

“I know...” she said quietly, “...but I wanted to.”

Chloe felt her breath hitch in her throat as Beca laid back down beside her, resuming the very position they had been in, with the difference being that they were now completely naked up-top. Nobody had seen her naked in her teenage years. Nobody. Not even her mother. Not until now. Which was probably a tribute to how comfortable she felt in Beca’s presence. That girl who as of an hour ago was no longer a stranger. 

“Are you happy for me to...” Beca began quietly, motioning towards Chloe’s chest and Chloe felt her heart skip a beat. It was an odd choice of words. She wasn’t unhappy to let Beca touch her breasts. But at the same time Chloe felt nervous about it. Beca must have sensed her hesitation because the brunette quickly added, “I mean I don’t have to, we...we can just keep kissing or...just lay here-”

“-no it’s okay. I’m happy for you to...you know...” Chloe said with a nervous smile. She watched as Beca paused, clearly wanting to give Chloe the opportunity to change her mind if she wanted her to. But Chloe waited, her stomach knotted in anticipation. She took a deep sharp intake of breath as Beca slowly reached up and placed her hand on her left breast. At the same time the brunette leant forward and the teens began to kiss again. Softly. Beca didn’t move her hand on Chloe’s breast, preferring to hold it there so Chloe got used to the sensation.

After a few moments, Chloe felt the knot in her stomach untie itself and she let out a loud relieving exhale through her nose as she deepened her kiss with Beca. Beca had begun tracing her fingertips over Chloe’s breast and nipple. A small coo fell from Chloe’s mouth as their kiss broke. 

The redhead swallowed loudly as she felt Beca slowly bend down and gently kiss her nipple a few times before running her tongue around it. Chloe had never felt a sensation like it, and a lazy grin fell onto her face as Beca began gently sucking her breast, kissing and licking it, then sucking again. 

Beca continued this for a while, trying to be patient. Her previous sexual encounters with women had been in bathroom stalls of a bar in the city. She’d mostly been drunk. And the women she’d been with had each taken the lead. Those experiences had been rushed. Good, but rushed. The only time it hadn’t been rushed had been the first time. That time had been on a bed. Not this bed, the other girl’s bed. And it had been good.

A moan rumbled at the back of Beca’s throat when she felt Chloe reaching between them and gently taking hold of one of her breasts. She pulled her mouth from Chloe’s nipple with a ‘pop’ and slid her body back up to capture Chloe’s lips. As their tongues delicately meshed together again, the redhead brought her hand up from Beca’s breast, delving her fingers into her long brown hair. Beca seemed to use this opportunity to pull them close together and Chloe noted how good it felt having Beca’s naked upper body smushed against her naked upper body. 

Before Beca knew what she was doing she began gliding her hand slowly down Chloe’s back until her fingertips reached the top of Chloe’s jeans, but having learnt from her previous mistake, she slowly drew her hand around to just below Chloe’s navel then over her jeans and back to her crotch again. Chloe began automatically grinding against Beca’s hand, pulling the brunette harder against her mouth as their kissing continued. 

“Lie back...” Beca whispered in a none-threatening tone during a rare break in their make-out session. Chloe took no time to hesitate, instead rolling onto her back, pulling Beca with her, immediately resuming their kiss. 

Chloe thought she’d feel more nervous once she was on her back. But Beca seemed to be in no rush to hurry things along. So although Beca was now straddling Chloe’s right leg, her right hand now stroking it’s way up Chloe’s torso to her right breast (the one that was yet to have been tended to by Beca’s mouth), Chloe still felt no pressure. She felt confident that if at any time she felt uncomfortable she could tell Beca she wanted to stop and they would. And that she wouldn’t be made to feel guilty about it. That she wouldn’t be made to feel like she needed to “help finish off” the person she was making out with. She trusted Beca.

Beca broke their kiss again, this time peppering kisses along Chloe’s jawline until she reached her neck, licking and kissing the redhead’s neck as she made her way down to Chloe’s right breast. She heard Chloe release a small gasp as Beca’s lips drifted down onto her nipple and she rolled her tongue around her skin before gently sucking, kissing, then repeating the motion. Her right hand was now skimming delicately around the redhead’s left breast, gently squeezing the nipple between her finger and thumb then soothing it with her fingertips again. 

Chloe, meanwhile, was busy rocking against Beca’s right thigh that was between her legs, enjoying the sensation of her building arousal. Her left hand was lolled lazily behind her head while her right hand was tangled within Beca’s long brown hair. She looked down the length of her body, still unable to believe what was happening but happy that it was. With a calm exhale she closed her eyes, bringing her head back as Beca continued to suck at her breast.

Suddenly her eyes snapped open and she briefly scrunched her body up, a long giggle emanating from her mouth as Beca immediately looked up at her with a guilty expression, “Sorry!” the brunette said, biting her bottom lip as she raised her hand from Chloe’s hip, realising she’d just accidentally brushed that one patch of Chloe’s torso which was her most ticklish.

“No its okay...” Chloe said with a relaxed smile and Beca changed tact, pulling herself back up to Chloe’s face and kissing her once again. Their kiss turned into a deep one almost immediately as their arousal’s continued to rise. Beca still straddling Chloe’s right thigh. Chloe still grinding against Beca’s leg. Chloe’s hand had left Beca’s hair and was now softly gliding down the teen’s back. 

Beca took a sharp intake of breath as she felt Chloe’s fingers dip beyond the waistband of her skinny jeans and to her surprise the redhead cupped her ass, tugging at it as though encouraging her to grind against her leg. And naturally Beca obliged. Their kisses remained firm and passionate as the teens ground against one another, heightening their arousal.

Their kiss was broken some time later, their breathing heavy and raspy while they looked into each others hooded eyes. Chloe felt Beca’s hand on her crotch again and she couldn’t remember when it had found its way there but she certainly wasn’t complaining. She noticed the way the teen above her hesitated, and there was something about the way Beca looked at her with that soft smile that made Chloe feel something. Something in her heart. Something she couldn’t put her finger on because she’d never felt it before. Something that she didn’t have any time to think about because she felt Beca’s hand leave her crotch. The brunette began delicately trickling her fingertips from side to side, at Chloe’s waist, where her skin met the waistband of her jeans.

“Um...do you mind if we...like, take our jeans off...maybe?” Beca asked awkwardly and Chloe’s heart skipped a beat - hardly able to believe how sweet the girl was. So a small smile grew on Chloe’s face as she nodded. But Beca cleared her throat, hesitating again, “Did...does that mean you do mind like you don’t want to or-?” but her sentence was stopped by Chloe who leant up and placed a firm kiss on Beca’s lips.

“I don’t mind if we take our jeans off” Chloe whispered, and a relieved smile washed over Beca’s face.

“Cool.” the brunette replied, and Chloe had to admit the sight of Beca’s initial hesitation at having potentially pressured her into doing something she didnt want to do might have been the cutest thing she’d ever seen. It had been a sure sign that Beca was still keeping her word about going at a steady pace. And this was what kept Chloe calm as she watched Beca slowly take her own skinny jeans off first.

Chloe was almost certain if she had been doing this with a guy right now he would have taken her clothes off first before taking his off. But Beca seemed to want to show Chloe her most vulnerable state first. As though assuring her that their actions were mutual. Chloe was also pretty certain that no guy would have ever asked her at each stage of this process if she was “okay” about what they were doing/about to do. 

Beca tugged her jeans from her feet and threw them down on the floor with the other clothes that she and Chloe had strewn down there. Unlike the previous removal of clothes, Beca turned back to Chloe and noticed that the teen hadn’t really moved since Beca had shimmied away to take her skinny jeans off. She looked into Chloe’s eyes, swallowing nervously. Was she still okay with this?

Beca shifted her position and slowly reached for the button of Chloe’s jeans, pausing as her fingers rested on them. She saw Chloe give her a small smile and nod, and with a deep breath Beca undid the top button, pulled down the zip, then began easing the jeans from Chloe’s body.

Chloe watched in quiet amusement at how hard Beca was concentrating on the unspoken task she’d been given. The brunette had her brow furrowed, sticking her tongue up to sweep it across her top teeth as she focused on trying to tug the skinny jeans from Chloe’s legs. When Beca had finally succeeded she let out a huge sigh of relief, throwing the jeans on the floor with hers and turning back to Chloe who let out a small giggle.

“That was supposed to be way sexier than it was...” Beca said in an apologetic tone but Chloe merely grinned at how sweet the girl was still being.

“Don’t worry. It was sexy.” Chloe said with a reassuring wink.

“You really don’t need to sugar-coat it...”

“Okay, then it was one of the least sexiest things I’ve ever seen.”

Beca rolled her eyes and Chloe giggled again as the brunette groaned, “Oh gahd include a little bit of sugar! Come on dude, I’m trying to be attractive here!”

Chloe smiled as she reached out, took hold of Beca’s hand, and gently pulled her back over, “You don’t need to try...” she said kindly and Chloe was certain if the fairy lights weren’t so dim she probably would have seen Beca blush at the compliment. They resumed the position they’d once been in. Beca straddling Chloe’s right thigh, Beca’s right thigh between Chloe’s legs. The heat coming from both teen’s crotches didn’t go unnoticed by either of them, but they didn’t say anything.

Instead their smiles dropped, their breathing increased, and suddenly they were back to kissing heavily. Beca ground against Chloe’s thigh as the redhead reciprocated the movement. They were both practically naked and the feel of skin against skin heightened their passion as their arms curled around one another’s bodies as the radio began playing “Teenage Dream” by Katy Perry. But neither girl noticed. 

Chloe felt Beca begin to trace her right hand down her body, pausing as she reached the elastic of her panties, and the redhead suddenly froze. Beca had sensed it and broke their kiss.

“I don’t have to go any further...” Beca said quietly. Honestly. Because she didn’t have to go any further. Did she want to? Sure. But this experience here wasn’t all for her. It was mostly for Chloe. And as those bright blue eyes bore up into hers Beca swore she’d never seen anyone look so vulnerable in her life. And it was this sight that made her heart skip a beat. Because Chloe Beale really was the most beautiful woman she’d ever laid eyes on. And she so desperately wanted to ease her vulnerability. To make her feel more comfortable. To her surprise though, Chloe brought her hand up and cupped her face, stroking her thumb across her cheek thoughtfully.

“How does this thing work?” Chloe asked quietly, “You know...sex...between girls...between us...” Chloe felt so embarrassed to be asking the question, but there was only one way she was going to find out. To her relief Beca didn’t laugh or roll her eyes or give her the impression that she’d just asked a very stupid question. Instead the brunette smiled softly at her and shrugged slightly.

“There’s...not exactly a set thing that defines sex...you know, between girls...” Beca offered slowly, bringing her hand up to place over Chloe’s on her cheek, “For some it can be, you know, um...penetration?” Chloe felt her stomach knot a little at the thought, “For others, sex can mean both of you climaxing, either separately or at the same time...” Chloe felt a little more comfortable at that idea, “And that can be achieved in loads of different ways, like with clothes on or just underwear on or completely naked or using fingers...though I’ve only really ever done it a couple of ways so...” 

The room fell silent save for the radio that was halfway through playing “Just The Way You Are” by Bruno Mars - one of the most popular new songs of this year. Chloe bit her bottom lip as she looked into Beca’s eyes. Her heart racing as she opened her mouth.

“I don’t know how I feel about penetration...” she said in a nervous voice, and a soft smile grew on Beca’s face.

“That’s okay. We don’t have to do that.” Beca said kindly, and Chloe felt her heart soar in relief. She’d heard how painful it was. And no matter how comfortable she felt with Beca, she still didn’t feel ready to experience that. She let out a breath she hadn’t realised she’d been holding in as Beca slowly leant down and placed a soft kiss on her lips. Their kiss broke again but Beca kept her face close to Chloe’s while her right hand ran over the fabric of Chloe’s panties, and the brunette cupped her pussy. She was surprised at how wet the fabric felt beneath her fingers. She placed a bit more pressure against Chloe’s clit and bit her bottom lip with joy at the sight of the redhead’s eyes rolling back slightly at the contact.

“How does that feel?” Beca whispered. She already knew the answer. She could feel the answer. She could hear the answer as Chloe let out a breath and mumbled “Gooooood...”

Chloe’s heart was racing as she felt Beca slowly rubbing her right hand against her pussy, her middle finger specifically poking up against the wet fabric of her panties to stimulate her clit. All the kissing and grinding and touching over the past however long they’d been on this bed for had been all for this moment. And Chloe felt a building pressure between her legs. As though something needed to be released. She’d felt something like this on many occasions when she herself had masturbated over the years. But there was something about having somebody else touch her there, about her feeling so comfortable about somebody else touching her there, that meant Chloe felt her arousal building far greater than it ever had before.

She watched as Beca adjusted her body and Chloe felt Beca bring her left hand down between her own legs. Chloe suddenly felt guilty that she was the one taking this pleasure. It should be a two-way street. So as Beca began rubbing her own pussy through her panties while she rubbed Chloe too, the redhead brought her hands out to help Beca out. But Beca stopped her.

“No...” she said quickly and Chloe raised her eyebrows, missing the feel of Beca’s hand between her legs as the teen took her hand, “I got this. You just...try to relax.”

“I can’t let you do all the work, it’s not fai-” but for the umpteenth time that evening one of the girl’s sentences was interrupted by the other kissing them. This time Chloe’s sentence was interrupted by Beca’s lips.

“It’s okay,” Beca whispered with a soft smile, “you can do some of the work another time if you really want to. Just...try to enjoy your first time, Beale.”

And before Chloe could say anything more Beca returned her hand to the wet fabric between her legs and pushed up against her pussy again. Chloe let out a quiet “oh” and Beca exhaled while she sped up her hand movements, her right hand against Chloe’s clit which her left hand was against her own, and she ground gently against Chloe’s leg. 

Chloe meanwhile brought her hand to Beca’s face once again, cupping her cheek as they resumed kissing heavily. They broke the kiss at intervals while they panted, their respective orgasms building. Chloe could feel a warm wall beginning to build up between her lets as Beca appeared to introduce her index finger into the mix when rubbing her clit.

“I think I’m going t-to cum...” Chloe whispered, closing her eyes as she began to wriggle slightly beneath Beca’s hand. She’d never uttered those words in her life. But right now she felt so overwhelmed with sexual desire and her ever-building orgasm that she didn’t care what she said to Beca. Hell she could tell her she loved her and she wouldn’t care. All that mattered was her impending orgasm that had so very nearly arrived...

“Me too...” Beca had managed to muster, breathing heavily against Chloe’s shoulder, hanging on until she knew for certain that Chloe had reached her peak. She wiggled her right hand a little more frantically. 

Suddenly Chloe’s body stiffened. She opened her mouth, but no sounds came out while a huge overwhelming rush of pleasure came over her body from her pussy upwards. As the wall of built pressure came crashing down a cry fell out of Chloe’s mouth, her heart racing, her breath hanging in her lungs. 

Assured that Chloe was experiencing her orgasm Beca sped her efforts up on her impending orgasm, quickly encouraging her orgasm to peak. Wave after wave of pleasure overwhelmed her body as she stopped the movements of both her hands, letting out a low moan while she did. 

The two teens lay motionless, breathing heavily, their bodies glistening with sweat. Beca had a sloppy, goofy grin on her face. Chloe’s grin was more of a lazy, disbelieving smile, as though she was stunned at how amazing sex had just felt. After several moments Beca found the energy to roll onto her back and she let out a huge heavy sigh. She turned to her left and saw Chloe looking at her with a broad smile.

“That was amazing.” Chloe admitted quietly, turning onto her right side and tucking her hands under her cheek. Beca turned onto her left side to face Chloe, and the two teens smiled at each other. 

“I told you it could be...” Beca said with a grin.

“No you didnt.” Chloe said with a furrowed brow and a bemused grin and Beca paused, as if trying to think back on anything they may have ever said to one another.

“Oh...well maybe I’d thought about telling you how amazing sex with girls can be?”

“Probably.” Chloe said with a sweet giggle. She watched as Beca scootched closer to her, wrapping her arm around her waist, and Chloe reached up to run her hand through Beca’s long brown hair.

They both looked at each other in content. Chloe’s heart felt so full and she felt more safe and happy than she’d ever done before. And it was all thanks to the little ‘grumpy’ alt-girl in the year below her at school. Her best friend’s ‘mortal enemy’. This girl.

This girl that she had the strangest feeling she might be falling for.