Natalie and Casey Share a Moment

As Wren and Samantha headed off for their own game, Natalie looked towards Casey, who was clearly nervous. Her muscles were tense, and she was red in the face. Her eyes were locked on the ground, and she didn't look up even as she heard Natalie moving.

Natalie sighed to herself, her orgasm was still pounding through her, and she could still faintly feel the echoes of it in her womanhood. She felt humiliated and embarrassed that everyone had seen it, the wetness between her legs was a constant reminder of what had happened, but the strength of it had surprised her, torn through her guard before she could brace herself.

But right now, it wasn't about her. She approached Casey slowly, the other woman didn't look up.

"Hey, Casey..." Natalie said, "It's okay, you know. You can stop if you want, if you don't want this to happen, you can end it now..."

"No!" She said, looking up at last. "No, Wren is right... we all agreed to do this together, and I don't want to pussy out now. It's just... um, I didn't expect...you know, with you and all..."

"Y-yeah..." Natalie said, "A little bit awkward, isn't it? Pretty sure Wren did it on purpose too. She seems the type."

"N...Natalie..." Casey said, looking up suddenly. "Are you really enjoying this? You seemed kind of **** before, but I thought it was just embarrassment. Then, when you masturbated, you got so into it... it made me go all hot and tingly... D-do you think I'm a lesbian?"

"I don't know, Cas." Natalie said, the two of them were close now, Natalie reached over, and gently brushed a strand of brown hair away from Casey's face, looking into her green eyes. "But if you are, it doesn't really matter to me. You're still my friend, and we'll still hang out, even after all of this. As for whether I enjoy it..."

Natalie paused for a moment, thinking about the best way to phrase her answer.

"Sometimes, humiliation and enjoyment aren't different things." She admitted. "You're right, I was totally embarrassed before, and honestly, I'm still pretty mortified. My best friends have seen my pussy, they've seen me touching myself, they've seen my orgasm face... Fuck, it's going to take a while to get over that one."

Casey chuckled at that, in spite of herself.

"But sometimes, humiliation sets someone off, you know?"

"Y-you like to be humiliated, Nat?"

"Maybe a little bit." Natalie said slowly, unsure why she was taking the time to explain things, except that it was important somehow. "I mean, some girls have a thing about being ****, you know? I once knew a crazy redhead who wanted to be kidnapped and fucked, a pair of twins with a thing for submission. People get off on all sorts of things, and I guess that this is mine... So I guess what I am trying to say is... if you are a lesbian, and if you do get off to girls... well, that's no worse than me getting off to being embarrassed and stripped, or Wren getting off to being in charge, or Samantha getting off to whatever weird, alien, and probably terrifying thing makes her all wet and horny."

Casey chuckled again, and now, her shoulders looked lighter, as if she'd shed some weight. She looked at Natalie.

"You know, I've always looked up to you, Natalie. I'd say like a big sister, but that'd be kinda weird considering what we're about to do."

"Yeah, I know." Now it was Natalie's turn to chuckle.

"I just want you to know, whatever happens next, that's not going to change, okay?"

Natalie smiled, feeling the connection with the other girl, as she leaned forwards, eye to eye, their faces were close now, Casey sitting with her legs crossed, and Natalie on her hands and knees. Natalie could feel Casey's hot breath on her face, see how big and green the younger woman's eyes were. Casey seemed frozen, caught in a loop, but Natalie knew what to do.

She leaned forwards, and their lips touched. The kiss was slow, not deep and passionate like all the porn novels and movies would tell you, but anxious, and tense, there was a moment when Natalie was not sure if Casey would accept. Then, she did, Casey's face flushed red again, and she started to return the kiss. She was awkward, her movements slow, like she didn't quite know what she was doing.

Had she never had a boyfriend before to practice with? Then, it occurred to Natalie that she honestly might not have, if she really was lesbian, then maybe she'd never really felt the need to pair up with a guy. Even if she didn't know she was into girls yet, that didn't mean she would be into guys just because society said she should be. Maybe she'd just never figured out why she hadn't found any guy hot until right now.

This might really be her first time doing anything serious.

Natalie kissed her for a long time, feeling the heat of her lips, the kiss deepened, and then broke, Casey was panting, unsure, but her eyes were on fire. Natalie felt her own lust rising as well. Natalie was pretty sure she wasn't a lesbian, as many of her previous adventures had proved, she liked guys plenty. But something about this moment, this scene, it made her aroused, her blood pumping, her skin tingling.

Natalie out an open palm gently against Casey's forehead, and started to **** her down, until her back was to the ground. Casey was tense with anticipation, her legs straightened, and Natalie reached out, her hands running down Casey's side, feeling her warm skin, the way her body shivered at her touch. She gripped the wait band of the panties, and slowly slid her fingers under it. Casey's skin was soft to the touch, pale and innocent. But she was also very wet under her panties, Natalie found herself chuckling.

"It's a good thing I didn't have panties, Casey." She said. "If I did, I am pretty sure you would have been the one to lose."

Then, slowly, Natalie gripped the panties and inched them down, exposing Casey's sex to the world. Casey's pussy was smaller than average, a delicate looking thing that had been totally shaved. Natalie could see how her lower lips had parted, wetness soaking from her core, her arousal had stained her upper legs, and made her pubic mound glisten. Natalie moved closer, her hair falling over her head, gently stroking Casey's naked body. She could smell the scent of Case's arousal, a musky scent that was not unpleasant.

She pressed her face forwards a few more inches, and made contact, opening her mouth, she tasted Casey as her tongue flicked out, Casey loosed a moan, her anticipation by then wound so tightly that even the smallest touch made her shiver.

Natalie had not often eaten out other women, so this was something of a new experience for her as well, but she knew what to do well enough, and as Casey felt Natalie's tongue in her folds, she shuddered, and cried out. Natalie started to lick her pussy, seeking out what she knew would be a core part of the experience. Casey's fists clenched, and her legs tensed up, moaning again as she felt Natalie's tongue moving inside of her, tracing the folds of her womanhood, it felt hot and strange, not like anything she'd ever felt before. She gasped, the air torn from her lungs as Natalie found what she was looking for.

Casey's clit was a throbbing little sphere of flesh, Natalie knew as soon as she'd found it - the way Casey's longs suddenly gave out into a long, sharp gasp, and her hands balled, a soft, whispered ''oh fuck, oh shit'' was enough to confirm it. Natalie smirked to herself, and set to work. She used her tongue, running it along the sides of her friend's clitoris, tracing it almost. Slowly at first, but faster and faster she went. Casey lay back, her head spinning, each touch of Natalie's tongue sent bursts of pleasure and want reverberating through her womanhood. She'd never felt anything like this before!

Natalie, meanwhile, continued to use her tongue, using more **** now, more pressure, pressing down on the outskirts of the clit, letting her tongue rest on it for a fraction of a second longer, all to create a sense of escalation and growing arousal, Casey gasped, squirming on the spot in a way which made Natalie all the more eager.

"Oh god, oh fuck..." Casey murmured, "Natalie, this feels amazing!"

Natalie escalated, now, instead of just tracing the outskirts of her clit, she started to sweep her tongue over it, pressing down on the nub itself, slowly at first, giving Casey time to recover after each sweep. And it was good she did, because Casey felt her head spinning, her clit was on fire, each touch made her moan, her breathing was short, and she was gasping now. Her mouth felt dry, but it felt so good! So good she could hardly think!

Casey's folds were growing even wetter now, Natalie felt the liquid against her face, but she didn't care, Casey's hands were rubbing her chest, going up under her shirt, and desperately playing with her own breasts, she didn't even seem to realise she was doing it, too caught up in the moment, in the pleasure. She moaned again, a shrill sound as her pleasure spiked. Her hands desperately played with her nipples, her spine arched, and her legs were trembling.

Now, Natalie started on the clit itself, ''jabbing'' it softly with the point of her tongue, using more ****, but briefer contact, and repeating it rapidly, several times, than a break, then several more times. Casey convulsed, her eyes went wide, and she loosed a low animal sound. Natalie drove her into a frenzy like this, until she felt she could contain it no more, than she slowed her pace, licking more gently for a while so that Casey could rebuild her endurance. Then, she went at the clitoris again. Now she had a general feeling for just how sensitive Casey was, Natalie could push her to her absolute limit, and she certainly intended to do so. She licked and teased Casey's clit, driving her as close to the edge as she dared, ''jabbing'' it with her tongue, licking it, pressing down on it, attending it in every way she could think of.

Casey came a moment later, her face going white, and her legs going numb, her spine arched, and she cried out with a wordless moan of pleasure. She convulsed, shivers running through her body for several moments, gradually fading as Natalie sat back and waited.

"There." Natalie said,as Casey finally seemed to get her focus back. "How did you like that? Better than any guy could have done, eh?"

"Y-yes..." Casey panted, her chest rising and falling as she desperately tried to master her still shaking body. "Better than any guy..."