You explore your sexuality

"I never thought about being with another girl before. Not until this moment" you say, looking deep into Stacy's eyes. "Does this mean I'm a lesbian?"

Stacy smiles at you. "No, it means you might be Bi. It also means you have a deep need to enjoy sex, just like me. I know I'm Bi. I've always dreamed about being with you for some reason. I always felt a very special attachment to you, ever since we were little and became best friends. I'm not afraid to say I love you, John. But don't you feel obligated to say it to me. I'm content to be your best friend forever, and give you a nice fuck now and then if you want it."

It's funny how some things turn out. You invited her in the shower with you, so you know you must feel very much the same way about her. "This is all so new to me" you finally say. "I love how you made me feel. It's the best sex I've ever had. I honestly want to do it again with you." You smile at her and stroke the side of her face. "Don't worry, Stace, you're not going to lose me as a BFF. You might even gain me as a lover. I feel very close to you in many of the same ways you feel close to me. I remember Brownies together. We always had to sleep in the same tent together, and we'd always snuggle together. Really, if you look at it, this isn't much different, is it?" You gently kiss her on the lips, and it's a sweet, lingering kiss.

Stacy looks deep into your eyes after you break the kiss. She smiles at you sweetly, and begins to cry. "You don't know how happy you just made me," she says as she melts into your arms. You return her embrace.

"Seems we've always done everything together," you whisper in her ear. Your pubic hair brushes against her bald mound, and it sends tingles through your body. You start to wonder what it might be like to be bald down there, just like Stacy. You can imagine the feel of both your bald mounds and pussies rubbing together, and it makes you go weak at the knees. "Stacy?" you ask.

"What is it?" Stacy asks, searching your eyes.

"Will you shave me down there?" you say, pointing to your hairy, but well kept crotch. "I want to see what it feel like to be shaved like you. I want to feel my bald pussy rub against yours."

Stacy licks her lips. Her eyes are full of naughty desire. "I'd love to! This being a frat house, there has to be razors and shaving cream around here. Come on, let's take a look." She hauls you out of the shower by the hand, and heads straight for the medicine cabinet. She opens the door, and there, just waiting on one of the shelves, is an assortment of razors and a can of shaving cream. She takes them, and shows them to you. "looks like we hit the mother-lode," she says. "Now just sit up here beside the sink, and spread your legs for me."

You obediently sit on the counter beside the sink, and spread your legs open for her.

Stacy looks you in the eyes. "Would you mind if I had a taste of you before I shave you? Your pussy just looks so good I can't help myself. Or I can go ahead and shave you first, if you prefer."