An odd convincing.

Twenty nine minutes and thirty three seconds later your door chimes. "Julia?" You call out from your small kitchen.

Your apartment is right upstairs from your mother's bigger apartment. You grandfather had arranged it for you when you wee seventeen. Though until recently you had mostly spent your time in your old room while studying for school. It wasn't until after you had gotten your love education from Sharra did you want your own place for true privacy. You and Sharra had used it a couple times since. But you still hadn't had anyone else. Nervously, you kind of hope that Julia was up to a little fun.

"Yup it's me." Julia replies.

You signal for the complex's array to let you friend in. By the time she gets to your abode you have the cocoa on the table in the common room.

"Hey!" You say as she enters. She has a gym bag over her shoulder and is dressed int he school's red and gold sweatsuit. Her hair was now loose and flowing as she walked over to you, with a seeming purpose. "I made some cocoa and...uh...what are you doing?" You ask as her as she drops her bag and takes off her sweatshirt in a smooth motion. Her breast aren't as big as yours really, but for a second you are mesmerized by her pink puffy nipples. "Julia?"

"You said I could take a shower.?

"Y-yes...but...the...the shower's in the bathroom." You say, pointing a shaky finger towards it.

"I know. I'm familiar with the layout of this building's apartments. But I decided you need a shower too. And to conserve water..." She steps up to you, a half head taller than you. "I figure we should share."

"I...I t-took a shower alr-mmmph..." you start before you are cut off as Julia encircles your body and pulls you closer and kisses you forcefully. You stomach is tingling and fluttering away as you feel your best friend's tongue prying your mouth open for admittance.

After the initial shock you find yourself with your arms around your friend, hands on her bare back. You realize you are getting very wet.

Finally the kiss ends, and Julia smiles at you, "I guess our practice sessions weren't for nothing huh?"

You are out of breath as you look up into Julia's eyes. "Wha...? Oh...yes. Uh...I don't know."

"Each time you always seemed like you wanted it to continue...but held back. Well...I'm not giving you the option to hold back. And before you ask...this does not make you weird. I've always been attracted to men and women. I've only had men though so far. And that's only two. But...I'd like to think my best friend in the galaxy would be a good place to start with women. Maybe...maybe even end."

"I see..." you say, you mind still not functioning correctly.

"Now let's go. I want to hear you scream my name in pleasure tonight. And tomorrow. And if you play your cards right...maybe in a tent out on some backward planet. Still can't promise about the Paths. Really."

With that Julia let's go of the embrace and moves towards the bathroom, dragging you along.

As soon as you get into the bathroom she let's go of your hand and quickly pushes her sweatpants down, along with her thong. For a second you are treated to a sight of your best friend bent over, her pussy lips flush with blood and seeping juice. You bite your lip as her glutes flex when she lifts one leg then the other. She straightens up and turns and you are treated to your second pussy ever, a finely shaped perfectly shaved one. Sharra always kept what she called a landing strip.

Julia smiles as you stare, "Why are you still dressed?" She asks lightly.

"I...I'm a bit scared...I don't want to ruin anything and...I don't know." You say, tearing your eyes away from her pussy lips to her face.

"Shhh, don't be scared. The screaming that will be done for the next couple hours will be in joy and happiness." Julia says reaching out and grasps the bottom of your shirt and starts pulling up revealing your red bra.

You are still a bit unsure of yourself. You don't want one night stands or random sex. You want relationships, not quick and easy. But then another part of your brain, the part that lifts your arms to allow your shirt to be removed, says to you that this isn't quick and easy, this is your best friend. Someone you've known since kindergarten. Someone you do love, and won't hurt you and...and...loves you? You don't know.

Your bra comes next allowing Julia to see your breasts in all their glory. After dropping the bra her hands glide over your nipples sending a wave of pleasure down to your pussy. A moan escapes, and it takes you half a second to realize it is yours.

"I am so jealous of your breasts. So perky. I have like, nothing there. You could almost iron off me."

You glance at her tits, "No...they're beautiful. And...I'd say sensitive. I..."

Julia smiles at you, "So nice." She's already undoing your shorts and pushing them down over the swell of your hips. You sopping wet thong is next. For a moment you stand there, your shorts and thong around your ankles as Julia kneels before you taking in the scent of your pussy. She smiles up at you, "This solves a mystery of mine. Remember when I lost that rowing competition three months ago right after you got back from Cressat?"

"Uh...Y-yeah..." You say, Julia's deep breaths near your pussy sending jolts of anticipation up your spine.

"When I went into your bedroom to change that day there was a distinctive odor in the air. I couldn't place it at the time. Before I got there...were you playing with yourself in your bedroom?"

You blush. You remember that day. Sharra had left the day before to get back to work, and you had missed her usual wake up ritual of licking you until you awoke. "Yes."

Julia takes another healthy sniff, "I loved it. Did you notice anything afterwords?"

"You played with yourself too?" you ask, remembering the lingering smell that wasn't yours, or Sharra's.

"Uh huh, the smell was soooo intoxicating. I got sooooooo horny. I damn near walked out of your bedroom to attack you. But I didn't think that would have gone over too well."

You smile, finally deciding to come out with Sharra had said about you, "Julia...I think I would have liked that. I don't like pain or true forcing...but...I...I like to be told what to do. I don't know why."