Sue squirmed under Jen's body, got her hands between them, and pushed up. Their kiss broke with a moist popping sound. "Jen, what the fuck are you doing?" Sue asked, struggling to keep her voice down.
"Just a little practical problem solving," Jen said with a smile. "We don't have any guys around, so we can fuck each other."
"Jen," Sue said, "I am *not* a dyke! Now get off me!"
Jen shook her head. "You could push me off you if you really wanted to," she said. "Instead, you're just lying there with your hands on my tits."
Sue looked - her hands were on Jen's breasts, cupping them nicely.
"Why don't you just let me make you hot?" Jen asked. She slid off of Sue's body and helped her to sit on the edge of the bed. "Just tell me you're not turned on, and I'll stop. But I'm warning you - if you tell me to stop now, I'll never, ever try it again. Of course, if you didn't like it, that won't be a problem, will it?"
Sue looked at Jen incredulously, opened her mouth to speak, and then stopped.
"I'm going to kiss you now," Jen whispered. "Stop me anytime."
Jen leaned in close. Sue backed away just slightly, but didn't turn away or protest. Slowly Jen's lips came closer, until they touched Sue's once again. Sue closed her eyes, let her face relax, and let Jen kiss her.
Ann watched in fascination as her two best friends shared a tender, loving kiss. She could feel an odd stirring within her, perhaps even a twinge of jealousy that she wasn't involved. Her hand went to her own breast and gave a gentle squeeze.
Jen leaned Sue back on the bed and lay on top of her once again, but less forcefully. Her hands stroked up and down Sue's body, sneaking up under her shirt to reach for her tits. Sue moaned through their kiss and returned the gesture, no longer protesting. It was a long time before Jen broke away.
"I want to make you come, Sue," she whispered. "Will you let me make you come? I've always fantisized about this... please let me taste you..."
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