Page 5 of Sapphic Stuff

She didn’t know what to do.

Soft, warm, gentle… incredibly gentle…

Erin’s eyes closed, and she parted her lips as Shannon’s tongue pressed into her mouth. For a moment, everything was perfect… and then Shannon moved closer and their breasts pressed together.

LESBIAN! shrieked something in her head, an echo of the taunts from the other girls at high school.

Was she? Was she?

She didn’t know and she wasn’t sure she was ready to find out.

Erin pulled away. “I have to… I have to— I need a shower,” she gasped out, stuttering.

She grabbed her robe and towel and rushed out of the room, leaving behind a confused and hurt-looking roommate.

Chapter 5

Erin wanted to bang her head against her desk.

The week after Erin’s blunder was worse than she could ever have imagined. Shannon wasn’t exactly angry, but it was obvious that she’d been hurt by Erin’s rejection. There had been no new girls brought back to the room, though, and Erin was profoundly grateful for that, even though it made her feel worse in some ways. Her own heart was in turmoil over not knowing what she wanted or whether she wanted it.

Was it that she was still influenced by the idiocies and bigotries of her small town? She’d thought she’d grown out of that at this much more open-minded college—it was one of the things she liked about this place. People could be who they were instead of trying to always pretend they were something else, someone else. There were the people who poked and teased, but they were the minority and they were generally looked down on them for being so narrow-minded.

Deep down, was Erin one of those narrow-minded people? When she looked at her behavior since she’d arrived at college, she could see clear-cut signs she was more attracted to girls than to boys. Was that something Erin still thought she should be ashamed of?

Right when she’d had the chance to fulfill her fantasies, she’d pulled away.

So why couldn’t Erin go for what she wanted? Why had she freaked?

About the only question she knew the answer to was why it hurt her so much to see Shannon hurting. And Erin knew it was her fault. Of all the ways to be unsure about her sexuality, that had to be the worst. She’d actually hurt someone she cared about, and not just in a romantic kind of way. Shannon had been her first friend here, the first person to try to drag her out of her shell… and she’d repaid her by freaking out when it was something she’d wanted.

To make matters worse, Shannon talked to her even less than she had after Erin had caught Shannon and Christie having sex. And whenever Shannon did talk to her, it was in a quiet kind of way, as though she was afraid of suffering another rejection.

Erin didn’t know how to make things better. She wasn’t brave enough to just step forward and kiss Shannon, and she wasn’t sure if that was what Shannon wanted. With things the way they were, she also didn’t feel comfortable bringing up her thoughts about her sexuality with her roommate. So, instead, they pretty much avoided each other, which was driving Erin crazy.

One night she was lying in bed thinking, and kept turning her head to look at Shannon’s still form under the covers. Erin’s mind drifted back to the night Shannon had come home drunk and had sex while Erin had been just a few feet away.

Before she knew what she was doing, Erin was tossing back the covers and walking over toward Shannon’s bed.

With her heart pounding in her chest, Erin looked down at her sleeping roommate, the moonlight playing across Shannon’s features. Moving slowly, carefully, she peeled the covers back.

Shannon’s nightshirt had ridden up to her hips. Gently, Erin began to pull Shannon’s underwear off. Shannon shifted in her sleep and sighed. Erin froze for a moment and watched for any signs of Shannon waking. She didn’t know how to explain their current positions because she wasn’t sure what she was doing. When Shannon didn’t move, Erin finished pulling her underwear off and looked down at her bared pussy.

It was pink, smooth, lips slightly parted and even glistening a little. Her curiosity leapt. What would it taste like on her tongue? The same as her own pussy? Different?

Carefully, making sure not to disturb her roommate, Erin got onto the bed between Shannon’s parted thighs and leaned in for a closer look. The sweet aroma filled her nose, and she couldn’t help but let one finger graze along Shannon’s smooth thigh and into the juices of her slit. Pulling it away, Erin sucked on her finger, tasting a slightly different essence than her own pussy… but not unpleasant at all.

For a moment, she hesitated… and then she decided she might as well go for it. Perhaps she’d known what she was doing from the moment she’d gotten up out of her bed. She leaned forward and gave Shannon’s pussy a long lick up the center, and then leaned in some more, eager to taste more of the sweet juices collected there. It was soft and yielding, little crevices for her tongue to explore.

Shannon moaned and her hips lifted, making it even more exciting as she responded to Erin’s novice but enthusiastic licking. A few moments later Shannon’s eyes fluttered and she looked down through the darkness at the familiar head between her thighs.

“Erin?” she whispered.

Erin paused, fear freezing her heart, but then Shannon’s hands were on her head and Erin began eating even more furiously. Shannon’s back arched and she cried out as Erin sucked her pussy lips into her mouth, nibbling on them gently and pulling slightly with her teeth. She released them and started licking up the center of Shannon’s slit again, her questing tongue finding its way into Shannon’s pussy hole. The other girl’s hips went up in the air again as she moaned, her hands tightening in Erin’s hair with passion.

Erin was new to this, but she managed to find her way around Shannon’s pussy. Eventually, her circling tongue made its rounds around Shannon’s clit, and the response was electric. Erin began sucking on the little nubbin, knowing Shannon must be close to orgasm with her moans increasing at a steady rate. When Erin sucked her clit, she screamed and pulled Erin’s mouth firmly onto her clit as she shook, thrashing a little on the bed while her thighs pressed against Erin’s shoulders.

Feeling a surge of exhilarating triumph, Erin continued to lick at the orgasmic juices that flowed from Shannon’s pussy.