She's not alone

Jessica’s bedroom was slightly bigger than she remembered it being. Most of this new space was used to fit a new double bed, replacing the tiny single bed she had been sleeping on before. And laying on this new bed, reading a book, was her new best friend Billie.

“Heya roomie!” Billie greeted Jessica. She slipped a bookmark into place in her book and rolled onto her front, where she stared at Jessica with her hands propping up her chin. “Time for bed?”

Jessica took a nervous step forward and closed the bedroom door behind her. Billie had changed into what she assumed were her nightclothes: purple boyshorts and a loose white tank top that in her current position gave Jessica an excellent view of her cleavage. She looked into the eyes of her apparent roommate and smiled back at her.

“Yep, just gotta get changed.”

Though it was a not a change to her life that she had anticipated, it was one that she could deal with. Jessica had shared her bed – platonically – before, and knew there was something comforting about a warm body beside you as you slept. Besides, she had just decided that with Billie’s support she could get through any surprise this school threw at her, and here she would have Billie by her side the entire time.

Making sure that Billie’s head was back in her book, Jessica walked over to the dresser and pulled out a pair of sweatpants and a ratty old t-shirt. She quickly changed, folded her uniform, and then slid onto the bed beside Billie. Without looking up from her book, Billie snuggled up to Jessica’s side. A feeling against her leg gave her pause and she glanced down.

“Sweatpants? Jess, you’re going to be sweltering in those. It isn’t that cold today, and I’ll warm you up quickly.”

Wanting to prove her point, she put her book down again, pulled the covers over the pair of them and wrapped both her arms and legs around Jessica.

“See?” She murmured into Jessica’s neck. “I’m all the insulation you need.” Her hands slid down Jessica’s body to her waist, where she hooked her thumbs into the sweatpants and started sliding them off her legs.

Jessica had tensed the moment Billie had started touching her, and the stripping was only making things worse. She didn’t want to stop her friend, for fear that – to Billie at least – this was normal, and pushing her away would drive a rift into their friendship. Concentrating on her breathing, she relaxed her body and even took over removing her bottoms. With the black sweatpants thrown off the bed Billie closed her eyes and whispered,

“Could you get the light?”

The light switch was within easy reach of the bed so Jessica managed to turn it off without pulling free of Billie’s embrace. She turned onto her side, facing away from the shorter woman.

Within minutes of them saying goodnight to each other, Billie’s soft breathing made it clear she was asleep. Jessica was unable to find the same rest, her roommate’s – bedmate’s – touch too distracting. Her soft chest was pushed up into Jessica’s back. One hand had found its way under her t-shirt to rest gently on her stomach. The other was lying on Jessica’s inner thigh, mere inches away from her now-exposed pussy. Billie’s body was like a second blanket, the insulation she had promised warming up Jessica’s body in a way that temperature alone could not account for.

She had sorted through her feelings years before and concluded that she was straight, but here was a girl she had technically just met today, their bodies pressed together, and that was enough to make her question herself. Like their friendship, the two of them being together this way just felt natural to Jessica, and though that scared her a little, the feeling was good enough to quash that fear.

Soon enough, her bedmate’s rhythmic breathing and gentle caress let Jessica slip into a deep sleep.

Her dreams were light and peaceful, flitting between events and places and eventually she found herself standing on a beach. Before her was Billie, wearing a yellow sundress sheer enough that Jessica could see it was all she wore. The two of them danced together on the sand, the setting sun bouncing orange beams through the waves and their hair. The warmth and exercise made Jessica’s heart race, her body covered in a light sheen of sweat. Billie took her face into her hands and, staring into each other’s eyes, they kissed. At first it was light, gentle, but soon they were consumed with a hunger and passion that surprised Jessica.

She lay down in the sand, pulling her lover with her. Hands caressed exposed skin wherever it could be found, and their lips unlocked briefly for Jessica to pull Billie’s tank top over her head. In the morning light shining through their curtains she admired Billie’s exposed chest in a way she never had with another woman. Billie was straddling her, her nipples poking out invitingly. Jessica sat up, taking one exposed nub into her mouth while her right hand pawed at the other, Billie’s breast fitting perfectly into her palm as though moulded for it.

Billie gave little gasps as Jessica bit down gently on her nipple. Her hands stroked down her back, through her long, auburn hair and she teasingly raked her nails against Jessica’s fair skin as her hands came back up. She rotated her hips, grinding her crotch against Jessica’s, eliciting a moan from the woman. She could feel a combination of their juices soaking into her boyshorts. Jessica felt her head pulled from her lover’s chest. Billie wanted to taste her sweet mouth again, and they lay down with Billie on top of her body.

Their pussies were still pressed against each other and Billie did not let up on her gyrations even as they explored each other’s mouths. Jessica’s hand wandered downwards to slip beneath Billie’s waistband. Her clit was fully exposed and she rested her thumb on it while her middle finger dipped lightly into her pussy, slipping easily up to the first knuckle. Letting her thumb move in lazy circles around her friend’s clit, her finger moved back and forth, each thrust letting it slide a fraction of an each deeper.

Billie was not distracted and set about returning the favour. Her fingers teased Jessica’s aching cunt, running around her swollen lips, sliding up to her belly button before brushing back downwards avoiding all her most sensitive spots. Just when Jessica thought that she might burst from anticipation, Billie finally relented and thrust two fingers into her, curling upwards to reach her g-spot.

Their orgasms had been building for some time. With the new stimulation of Billy’s fingers inside her, Jessica’s hips began bucking uncontrollably. Her thumb pressed harder against Billy’s clit while her free hand pulled the girl’s head into her own, their faces pressed against each other as their kiss grew wilder.

Jessica was the first to tip over the edge, her lips leaving Billie’s for the first time in minutes to cry out in pleasure. The sound and continued pleasure of her best friend’s attentions meant that Billie was not far behind. Shivers ran up her body from her toes to her scalp as her every nerve exploded with ecstasy.

When she was able to form a coherent thought again Billie pulled her body free of Jessica’s and rolled over. She nuzzled her face into Jessica’s neck and placed kisses on her shoulder.

“Mmm,” she moaned. “Definitely my favourite way to say good morning.”

Slowly, Jessica opened her eyes. Instead of the orange sky her brain had been expecting she was greeted with the ceiling of her bedroom. Her shortness of breath and the unmistakable sticky sensation between her thighs, as well as the receding afterglow, told her what she had already realised on some level. It had been no dream, at least not since the first kiss on the beach. Beside her was her friend Billie, and Jessica had just had sex with her.

While Jessica’s brain tried to wrap itself around that thought, Billie pulled the covers off her and stepped out of bed.

“You’d better get up soon sleepyhead,” Billie said quietly. Pausing only to gently kiss her forehead, she wrapped herself in a dressing gown and left the room. Jessica decided that before she could truly process what had just happened, she needed a shower.

Having washed, Jessica stepped back into her room to see a naked Billie scrolling through her phone on the bed. While showering she had decided that she was just going to roll with their relationship, whatever it turned out to be. She really liked Billie, and the orgasm had without doubt been the best of her life. Perhaps these strange things happening to her were for the best after all.