Deep Friendship
I glanced at Courtney during lunch. She was sitting with Miranda on
the grass underneath a tree, her back turned to me. I noticed Miranda
was giving me odd looks. Not her usual cold ones, just.........odd,
and I knew the reason why. It was a beautiful sunny afternoon, with a
light breeze. I was alone, waiting for Dodie, Macie and Darren as
usual. Today was the day both Courtney and I were going to tell
everyone the truth about our true relationship. Lying on my back, my
arms behind my head, I looked up at the blue sky, totally oblivious to
the constant chatter of the other students, thinking about the weekend
before, where I stayed over at Courtney's, when she made her
confession, and what we did after that........
It has been a few months since we started our sophomore year at Lucky
Junior High. Life was normal, until I noticed a sudden change in
Courtney's personality. This has been going on since the year before.
She was no longer her normal, bubbly and cheery self. I noticed she
was often alone. I recently heard that she and Miranda were no longer
best friends. I thought it was a rumor, because I had trouble taking
it in. I was right. They still hung out, but they were a lot more
distant.
Courtney was even more popular than ever before, and I could not help
but notice that I was somewhat more attracted to her. I pushed away
the thought, scolding myself for having such thoughts about another
girl. Still, this was Courtney, the girl who invited me to all of her
parties, who tried to make me one of the populars, who was my friend
since junior high, who realized who her true friends were, despite the
objections of Miranda, she never once did anything bad to me. I
wonder how she thought about me. We were getting much more closer. I
began to wonder if she was going to come to me. I kept hearing how I
was like the next "candidate" to be her best friend. I didn't want
that, as I never wanted to take Miranda's place. No matter how many
countless times she tried to push me away from Courtney, I was never
the kind of person to hold a personal grudge.
But every time I greeted Courtney, she would simply answer back and
walk away. She no longer seemed to care about her popularity anymore.
The other popular girls, who were more friendly to me, said that she
would not even speak to them. Now that was awfully weird of her. Day
after day, I started to get the feeling she was looking at me in
strange ways, and it was starting to freak me out. I decided to plan
a day when I would confront her and ask what her problem was.
Then it happened. Her mother had to rush out of town for the weekend,
taking Blake with her. She even gave all of their servants that
entire time off. But Courtney wanted to stay behind, saying she had a
big project to work on, so Mrs. Gripling gave her permission to invite
a friend over so that she would not be lonely. I was surprised when
the first person she asked was me. I thought this is a bit strange of
her, but I decided to go along with it. So that Friday afternoon I
sat with Courtney during the limo ride to the mansion. I only had to
bring my pajamas, since she had all I would need. She used to be so
reluctant in sharing her things, but now she has grown to be even more
mature and responsible........As I looked out the window, enjoying the
wonderful scenery, I had a strange feeling that I was being watched.
I turned around, just in time to see Courtney whirl her head. It was
silent during the ride. Winston tried to make conversation, but it
did not work so well. We said good-bye and wished him a happy trip as
we entered the mansion. It felt weird that we were the only two
people, but I convinced myself that there was nothing to fear.
I felt like asking her why she did not invite Miranda or anyone else,
but it would probably hurt her. We managed to talk a bit about school
and homework as we ate dinner. Sometimes we would talk about the
topics she liked, like fashion and what she did during her trip to
Paris last summer. We did our homework in her room. As I watched her
TV as she did hers. Later, as I took a shower in her bathroom, I
thought about the way she acted towards me in the limo, and no matter
how I thought about it, it always came back the one conclusion: <She
must be attracted to me. But why? Why me? How can she think like
that? We're both girls! And doesn't she still have a crush on Will?
Come to think of it, she never talks about him anymore. Oh God, does
that mean.....the reason she invited me over.....> I shook my head,
pushing the thoughts away.
I got out, only to see Courtney already inside, half-naked. I stared
at her body. "Uhhhh.......I'm finished." I rushed out, grabbing a
towel along the way before anything else happened. I dried my hair,
trying to shake away the feelings I had. I could not believe what I
had felt after seeing her like that. I had not felt this way since I
met Ian and Sasha. I had seen her naked before, when we dressed up in
PE, but never that close. I hope she did not see me blushing
furiously. <What's wrong with me? I can't think of her that way.
She's my friend, so why am I attracted to her like that? So she has a
good figure and she's gotten a lot prettier, I ought to be admiring
her beauty, so why do I feel like I'm on fire?> I suddenly remembered
the way she looked at me when I got out of the shower. Like she was
checking me out. <No way, does she actually like me like that? Do I
like her in the same way? I had never been interested in girls
before. I liked Ian......no, he's too busy on the football team to
ever have a girlfriend. I really do like Courtney. We had been
through so much together. If she wanted a girlfriend I thought she
would go after Miranda. So why me?> I had never imagined I would be
the center of someone's attention, especially someone like Courtney.
Confused, I sat at the edge of the bed, in my pajamas, waiting for
her. When she entered, I looked at her pajamas. <Gorgeous!> I was
staring into space when I noticed Courtney was only a few inches from
my face. I snapped out of it and looked into her eyes. "Ginger,
thank you for staying over," she spoke softly. I could feel my heart
beating fast. I looked down at her body. Her pajames had slid off a
bit, revealing a little of her bra. <Oh, shoot!> I quickly turned
away. "N-no problem. What are friends for? It's not like this is
the first time I had done it...." I almost slipped out the question
about Miranda. I turned to my side of her bed, waiting until the
lights were turned off. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
I opened my eyes and glanced at her digital clock. It was midnight.
For some reason I could not go back to sleep. Crawling as to not wake
up Courtney, I sat at the edge of the bed and gazed up at the sky. It
was full of stars, with a huge full moon. It reminded me of the time
my dad took Carl and I out stargazing years ago.
I was so entranced that I did not notice a pair of arms encircling my
waist. Then I felt a body resting against my back. "Courtney?" I
thought she was still asleep. I had never been this close to her
before. "Ginger, what are you doing up?" she asked softly in my ear.
It sent chills down my spine. "I......I couldn't sleep. I figured if
I sat here long enough looking up at the sky it'd make me feel more
slpeey." "Oh. Ginger, I think now's the perfect time to make a
confession." Without warning she slipped her hand beneath my shirt
and kissed my neck. I could imagine the surprised look on her face
when I did not struggle. "Ginger, you knew along? That this would
happen?" Her voice was still soft. "Yes, Courtney. I knew for a
while that you were hinting at me. I started to realize, but.....I
wanted to tell you......but.......I guess I was just scared."
"You were scared? I was scared that you would not understand. That
if you found out you would hate me and isolate me from your life
forever."
"Courtney, I could never hate you. You have always been so good to
me. I guess I could return the feelings. But.......I thought you
liked Will. And half the time I was a little mad at you for using me,
but......I just could never dislike you. I like you so much."
"Ginger, I am totally over Will, when the only person who truly
understands me is you. I'm so glad you understand my feelings. I
won't ever hurt you again. It's true that I have liked you ever since
junior high. It's like you were always on my mind. Everytime I close
my eyes I see your face. I even dreamt about you. When I told
Miranda how I felt about you, she took it rather badly. She'll
understand sooner or later. She just needs time." Gently blowing in
my ear, she reached up and gently touched my breast. "Oh God,
Courtney....." "Ginger, I want you. I want you so much. You're so
beautiful under the moonlight. Let's......." the rest she whispered
into my ear. I turned to face her, absolutely stunned. With a smile,
she responded, "I'll show you."
She unbuttoned her shirt. It easily slid off her body. Then she
pulled off her pants. I stared at her underwear. I knew her bra was
black and very silky-looking. She leaned in closer to me. "It was
for you. Do you like what I'm wearing?" her voice had a seductive
tone. I was dazed. "Yes, it's very sexy." Smiling, she kissed me
passionately. It felt wonderful. As we kissed I could feel her
slowly unbuttoning mine. I wanted to protest, but I felt this is what
I had always wanted to experience, especially with her. We broke the
kiss to admire each other's body. "Your body's beautiful," she
whispered, her breath having a flowery scent. It was intoxicating.
"Yours is too," I responded. She unstrapped her bra, pulled off her
underwear and tossed it along with the rest of her clothing on the
floor.
She kissed me so hard I thought I was going to suffocate. When she
broke it I was gasping for breath. She gently caressed my cheek. "I
guess I'm going too fast. This is your first time after all, right?"
Still breathing hard, I nodded my head. She softly kissed down the
side of my neck. I moaned in pleasure. "Courtney, weren't those some
pretty expensive clothing you just tossed aside?" I asked in a soft
tone. "They are nothing compared to you, my love," she responded
seductively in between kisses. I closed my eyes and listened to the
lovely sound of her voice.
She unstrapped my bra and tossed that aside as well. She stopped
kissing and lowered her head. "You have such nice breasts......so
soft......so round," she whispered, caressing and giving them a gentle
squeeze. I moaned at the feeling. She pressed her breasts against
mine, moaning in pleasure, while kissing my shoulder. She rose her
hips to grind against mine. My moaning grew louder and more intense.
"Ginger......." she said my name like it was sacred. She licked at
them hard, placing her mouth on my right breast and began to suck,
teasing with her tongue, touching with her teeth.
"Courtney!" I let out a long moan. It felt so good. "Ginger, after
all you've done for me, let me make love to you, let me please you,"
she whispered, then continued to suck. My mind was reeling, my heart
beating faster, I was sweating profusely. I could not believe this
was happening. "Ginger...I'm offering myself to you.....don't you
want me?" she asked quietly. I thought about it.
"Yes...Courtney.....I do want you.....so much....." She was pleasing
me in such a way I never knew was possible. "I'm glad," she spoke
softly. She sucked on my other breast, doing the same thing to it.
"You have such a wonderful taste," she said, licking her lips. I was
moaning and saying her name in every breath I could take. I suddenly
let out a sharp cry when she gently bit on it. "I'm sorry, did I hurt
you?" She gently caressed the nipple with her tongue. "No....no,
it's okay," I whispered.
I let her take off my underwear and for the first time in my life I
knew where my most sensitive area was. She lowered her head and
licked inside my vagina. I moaned even more, arching my back as I
felt real pleasure surging throughout my body. "Oh, dear God!" I
screamed. I felt my first orgasm. "Do you like it?" she asked, her
head still low. "Oh, yes, Courtney. Please, show me more." Soon she
was lashing her tongue deeper within me. One touch of my clitoris
sent more intensifying pleasure through me. I was in such a daze, my
breath growing more ragged, my eyesight becoming blurred, I was unable
to contain my sounds of pleasure.
"It's okay, Ginger, just let it all out," she calmly whispered. I sat
on my knees as she kissed and licked my hips and thighs. She raised
her head to give me another passionate kiss, whispering in my ear, "I
love you," befor kissing the other side of my neck.
Suddenly, I felt my body release fluids. "Oh Courtney." "Yes?" She
stopped to look at my face. "I'm sorry, I think I wet your bed."
"Ginger, don't tell me you don't know what you just released?" I
shook my head. To my surprise, she lapped up what came from my body
on the sheet! I stared at her. "Courtney, what the heck....." She
placed a finger on my lips. "Let me explain. When I gave you an
orgasm, your body released what is called cum. Or in more specific
terms, what we use to make eggs." I was even more surprised.
"Ooohhh." I blushed a bit. "Don't worry about the mess. You still
have a wonderful taste." She gave me a sexy smile. "I see you have
been paying more attention in biology class than I did," I said
calmly. Giggling, she kissed me. "Ginger, I need to let you know how
I taste," she spoke softly. She grasped my hand and guided it down to
her vagina. Without bothering to look I felt my hand getting wet.
When I brought it to me, it was covered with something sticky. It had
a pleasing aroma. I licked at it. She looked at me, waiting for my
answer. "You also have a great taste, Courtny," I said with a smile.
With a wink, she lowered her head and gently kissed my stomach.
Moaning, all I could do was enjoy what was being done to me. I felt
more pleasure surging through me. She continued licking my clitoris
with her tongue. "Oh yes, Courtney......right there......go
on.....I'm almost there......" I moaned. She had me over the edge
with another orgasm. I let loose a passionate scream of her name.
She sucked on my vagina even harder. It was all it took to totally
drain me of my energy, and then I fainted.
I don't know how long I was out. When I opened my eyes, I felt
Courtney resting her head on my stomach. I smiled at her. I reached
down and softly stroked her blond hair, gently running my fingers
through it. "You're awake. I hope that wasn't too much for you."
"No, it's OK. I'll get used to it." As I continued stroking her, I
turned to look at the sky, deep in thought.
She softly moaned at the feeling. "You have a lovely heartbeat,
Ginger. What are you thinking about?" I was silent for a moment.
"Junior high." I laughed. "I remember the time I stopped Dodie from
revealing to the entire school that you had head lice, and when you
hugged me for the first time."
"Yes, Ginger, an I have never forgotten you for that. I wanted so
much to do something even more, more than just that hug. I have been
waiting for this moment for so long."
"I should have known you had other things in mind than just working on
that project or just not wanting to be alone." Then a thought
occurred to me. "Courtney, what about Miranda? And why did you
choose me?"
She crawled up to lie next to me. "Do you have to ask? You're the
only one who truly understands me. You taught me that friendship is
more important than popularity. Miranda never really understood that.
She's still my best gal pal, but.....I love you, Ginger Foutley. You
mean so much to me. I don't ever want to lose you."
I reached out and stroked her cheek. "I love you too, Courtney
Gripling. You've given me the greatest pleasure of my life. I am
also over Ian. And I doubt I would ever start a relationship with
Sasha. You'll never lose me.
"I guess we'll have to tell everyone else. They'll understand, I know
they will," she said reassuringly. I moved in closer and kissed her.
"That's what I love about you, Courtney. You're always looking on the
bright side of things. I always wanted to get closer to you, never to
replace anyone of course, not even Miranda."
"She will learn to accept this, if it means the end of our friendship.
Ginger, will you...?"
I knew what she wanted, and she deserved it. "Sit up." I made love
to her, only with more passion. I wanted to give her more than what
she gave me. She was saying things like, "Oh yes, Ginger......oh
yes.......right there......please don't stop......." I lost control of
myself for a moment and gave her even more than she could ever handle.
She was moaning in pleasure, barely having the strenght to do anything
else.
Finally, she collapsed on the bed, her body glowing in sweat. I
hovered over her, pushing back her bangs to wipe away the sweat. She
looked at me, smiling. I smiled back at her. The moonlight shone on
her face. "You have such a beautiful face. I always had the desire
to touch it, but I thought I could never," I said as I caressed her
cheek.
"Ginger, you can touch me wherever you want. As long as we're
together, I don't care what happens." We looked at each other for a
moment. "Ginger, don't ever leave me, please......" Her eyes began to
feel with tears. I gently wiped them away. "Such a beautiful face
need not be spoiled by tears. Hey, BFF, remember?" She smiled again,
her eyes shining in tears. We shared one last kiss, more passionate
and deeper than the last. "Ginger..." I placed a finger on her lips.
"Shhhh........go to sleep, my friend. You've had enough." She closed
her eyes. "Ginger, I'm so glad I could please you."
"Shhhhh......" I leaned in and gently kissed her forehead. "Just go
to sleep." I watched as she slept, caressing her face. My friend, my
best friend, my lover. Before I knew it, I instantly fell asleep as
well. My last thought was that whatever happened, we would face it
together.
I heard the calling of my name. I sat up and saw my friends
approaching me. I looked at Courtney who nodded at Miranda and the
both of them got up. The next time Courtney invited me over and we
were alone, it would be my turn to begin.
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