Brooke was no less passionate, shoving her tongue into Tyler's mouth briefly. Brooke felt as one with Tyler, like they were connected by the tangle of their limbs and some unseen sexual force which had suddenly appeared. Their kiss had broken a barrier within her and she couldn't get enough of Tyler's lips.
Eventually, the couple had to come up for air. Still holding on to her best friend, Tyler glanced around and was reminded they weren't alone.
"Oh my god," Brooke said breathlessly, "I'm so turned-on right now. I can't believe this is happening. Are we really doing this? I've never felt this way before."
Tyler put her chin over Brooke's shoulder and hugged her close, "Don't leave. I don't want you to leave me. You feel so amazing."
Brooke hugged her friend back, "I'm not going to leave you. You're my entire fucking world, right now."
"Let's go to the bathroom," Tyler suggested, "I want to be alone with you."
Brooke nodded and Tyler took her hand firmly, pulling her out of the crowd. Brooke let Tyler lead the way, clasping her hand tightly and afraid to let go. Neither girl wanted the physical connection between them to be severed.
The music dulled to a muted thud as they entered the bathroom and found an open toilet stall. Tyler pulled Brooke inside and quickly latched the door shut. Once they had found their sanctuary they simply stared at each other for several moments. Their hands were still joined and Brooke could feel Tyler's thumb caressing her palm, sparks of electricity seemingly arcing from the contact.
"That was so hot," Brooke finally spoke.
Tyler swallowed and nodded her complete agreement.
"Is it the drugs?" Brooke wondered.
"I don't know," Tyler admitted, "Do you want to kiss me again?"
"So badly," Brooke's voice practically begged.
Tyler was on her in an instant, her body pressing against Brooke's and pinning her against the bathroom stall wall. They started sucking on each other's lips, their mouths hungry with passion. Tyler slipped a forearm between them and clutched at one of Brooke's plush breasts. Brooke wasn't wearing a bra and her nipple immediately stiffened through the material of her thin top and pressed against Tyler's palm.
Brooke moaned softly against Tyler's mouth and grabbed her friend's wrist, pulling it lower. Tyler felt the soft skin of Brooke's tummy and continued downward, sliding her hand under the hem of Brooke's pants just as Brooke was undoing them. Tyler continued into Brooke's panties, eventually cupping her best friend's sex.
A gasp escaped Brooke's mouth as she broke their kiss, her mouth hanging wide open. Tyler's middle finger had slid between Brooke's labia and created contact with her clitoris. Tyler began masturbating her and watched as Brooke's expression twisted with pleasure. Aroused moans began escaping Brooke's lips as the feeling between her legs quickly heated. Her knees went weak and the back of her head bumped against the bathroom stall. Tyler began kissing Brooke's cheek and nibbling on her jaw while Brooke wrapped her arms around Tyler's neck.
"You're going to make me cum," Brooke whimpered.
Tyler wriggled her finger faster, the inner curl of her digit rubbing against Brooke's clit.
Brooke had experienced many orgasms through masturbation before, but nothing could have prepared her for an orgasm on ecstasy. It began as a warm tingling sensation between her legs but quickly intensified, spreading down her legs and up her abdomen. "Oh god!" she exclaimed, her body tightening against Tyler's. Brooke writhed and bucked her hips against her best friend's hand, her arms clinging around Tyler's neck.
"I'm cumming," Brooke hissed, "I'm fucking cumming so hard...!"
Tyler's masturbating finger was all Brooke could feel, the only thing that mattered. Electricity charged through Brooke's entire body as her orgasm ran its course like a freight train bowling her over. Brooke's eyes clenched shut and her mouth opened wide as though to scream, but her continued pleasure came out only as silence.
When it was finally over, Brooke slumped against Tyler's body and clung to her for support. Tyler pulled her slick hand out from Brooke's pants and hugged her friend. The two embraced each other silently for several moments.
"Did Rob say this would last for five hours?" Brooke spoke softly into Tyler's ear, voice scratchy.
"Yeah," Tyler squeezed comfortingly.
"We have to get out of here," Brooke suggested. "I don't want to be here, I just want to be with you."
"Yeah," Tyler agreed. She kissed Brooke gently, "Let's go. Let's go home."
"Okay," Brooke nodded, collecting herself and refastening her pants. She wondered if anyone had heard the pair but when they exited the stall there were only a couple of other girls in the bathroom who weren't paying them any attention.
Hands adjoined, the girls wordlessly left the club side by side. Brooke's SUV was across the street in a parking lot and they broke contact long enough to climb in the car. Once inside, Brooke exhaled loudly.
"Are you okay to drive?" Tyler asked.
"I think so," Brooke pushed her key into the ignition, "I'm just... I'm still so tingly all over."
Tyler made a demure smile, "Me too. I can still taste your lips on mine."
Brooke laughed softly, "This is so crazy, what the fuck are we doing?"
"I don't know," Tyler shook her head, "But it feels right. Please tell me you think this feels right?"
Brooke started the car and pulled it into gear, "It's totally, incredibly right. God, I can't believe how good you made me feel in there, that was so hot."
Tyler giggled, "I know. It was amazing watching you cum."
The girls stared at each other briefly, still feeling connected, before Brooke turned to pull out of the parking lot.
They had to get on the freeway to get home. They both remained silent so Brooke could concentrate on driving, but their hands once again found each other over the car's center console. They remained tightly clasped until Brooke pulled into her driveway twenty minutes later. It was after eleven o'clock and the house was dark.
"Looks like your parents have gone to bed," Tyler noticed. They got out of the car and hurried towards the house, entering through the side door into the kitchen.
"I'm so thirsty," Brooke complained, heading towards the fridge.
"Me too," Tyler followed.
They retrieved two bottles of water and each of them quickly consumed about half. They giggled at each other's desperate consumption. "Must be the ecstasy," Brooked noted.
Tyler bit her lip, "Do you feel like sleeping?"
Brooke shook her head, "No. Do you?"
"No, not at all," Tyler answered, buzzing with energy. She suggested half-heartedly, "Do you want to watch TV?"
"Not really," Brooke replied. She then asked shyly, "Do you want to go up to my room and kiss some more?"
"Yes," Tyler nodded, thankful Brooke finally spoke the words she had been thinking.
Taking their waters with, the two eighteen year-old girls scrambled up a flight of steps, down a hallway, and into Brooke's bedroom. Brooke quickly closed the door and worked the lock. It wasn't that she feared interruption, her parents slept in the basement bedroom two floors below and Tyler slept over on a near-weekly basis, so even if her parents did hear them it wasn't anything unusual for the girls to spend the night in Brooke's room together. But Brooke sensed what would follow demanded privacy.
Tyler had set her water down and was pulling her mini-skirt down and off her legs, having already discarded her shoes. Brooke watched her friend peel out of her tank top to stand in her blue bra and panties, staring at Tyler's toned athletic body with an arousal that was exciting to her.
Tyler bit her lip under Brooke's scrutiny, "Is this okay?"
In answer, Brooke pulled off her own top to reveal C-cup breasts. She unfastened her jeans and had to sit on the bed to peel them and her panties off her legs.
Tyler spun her bra around backwards to easily unclasp it, letting Brooke see her small A-cup breasts, and then pulled her panties off as well. Tyler had a ne
atly trimmed bush, with only a thin line of hair rising up her pubic mound. Her body was sleek and defined from years of sports, her body tan with pronounced bikini-bottom tan lines.
Brooke's body was softer, curvier, still with a hint of teenaged baby fat but no less enticing. She shaved her bush and had no tan lines, her entire body sun-kissed from going nude at the tanning booth.
The best friends had seen each other naked a hundred times prior, but the way they were looking at each other was different than any time before. Tyler padded across the soft carpeting in her bare feet to join Brooke at the bed, crawling onto Brooke's lap and embracing her. Brooke laid back onto the bed, letting Tyler fall over her.
Their mouths were attracted to each other like magnets.
Tyler cupped Brooke's cheeks in her palms and they started to kiss gently, far gentler than at the club. But their ecstasy-fueled attraction quickly escalated and the two girls were soon entangled with one another and they made-out passionately.
Tyler remained on top, working her legs to straddle over one of Brooke's. Sensing what her friend wanted, Brooke bent her leg and pressed her thigh at Tyler's damp sex. Tyler moaned against Brooke's mouth and rubbed herself against the leg, dragging her clit up and down Brooke's smooth skin. Their union started to leave a wet smear along the top of Brooke's thigh as Tyler's arousal leaked out of her.
Their mouths parted and the girls stared at each other, Tyler still caressing Brooke's cheek.
"I'm still a virgin," Brooke whispered.
"I know that, silly," Tyler smiled, "So am I."
Brooke felt stupid for even saying it. Of course Tyler knew she was a virgin; they knew everything about each other.
Tyler kissed her again, which reassured Brooke.
"I mean," Brooke whispered, "I've used a dildo, so I'm not technically a virgin, but I've never..."
"Me too," Tyler murmured, kissing the corners of Brooke's mouth. "It's okay, I don't have a cock. You'll still technically be a virgin in the morning."
Brooke suddenly giggled, "Oh my god, this is so weird."
Tyler stopped sliding against Brooke's thigh for a moment, "This is okay, right? Are you freaking out?"
Brooke shook her head, "No, not it all. That's not what I meant. This is totally cool."
Tyler smiled and kissed her again. Brooke's hands began sliding over Tyler's body, exploring her smooth skin. The feeling of Brooke's hands all over her aroused Tyler and she resumed grinding against Brooke's thigh. Their passion quickly re-kindled. Brooke kept lifting her leg as Tyler rubbed her pussy against it. Tyler lowered herself and grasped one of Brooke's breasts, her fingers kneading into the soft flesh and started sucking on the nipple.
"Oh my god," Brooke gasped, her hand finding the back of Tyler's head to encourage her.
Tyler nibbled on Brooke's soft pink nipple then returned to suckling it. Her sliding motion against Brooke's leg increased and the sexual electricity between them intensified.
Brooke kept one arm around Tyler, her hand at the back of her lover's head, but she started to masturbate herself with the other hand; her finger making little circles on her own clit. Brooke's arousal fed Tyler's, as though the girls were somehow emotionally connected, and Tyler literally began humping herself against Brooke's leg while feeding on her breast.
It was like there was a wire between Brooke's pussy and the nipple Tyler was suckling on, a tingly wire full of pleasure. The more she masturbated herself, the more that wire buzzed.
"Oh god," Tyler suddenly moaned, gyrating against Brooke's leg. She abandoned Brooke's breast and simply pressed her head against Brooke's shoulder, "This is going to make me cum."
Brooke bent her knee even more, letting Tyler roll her hips and hump on her as much as she wanted. "Me too," she hissed, "I'm going to cum too."
Tyler let out a soft cry and clutched one of Brooke's breasts tightly, grinding her cunt against the smooth leg with a rhythmic pace. Warmth flooded her insides and she never felt anything as intensely as the attraction she felt for Brooke at that moment.
Brooke's finger danced against her clit as the exact same feelings were consuming her.
"I'm cumming," Tyler squeaked, still clutching Brooke's breast, "Oh god, this feels so good!"
"Me too," Brooke gasped, "I'm cumming too. You feel so fucking good on me, oh fuck - I'm cumming...!"
They gasped, wiggled, and clutched at each other as orgasmic waves ricocheted through their bodies. They were one tingly unit, joined by their ecstasy-enhanced libidos, connected in a way neither of them understood.
It took several long moments for the orgasms to run their course and leave them breathless. Tyler slumped to Brooke's side, still clinging to her. They held each other's naked bodies in the aftermath of their bliss, cuddling against one another's warmth.
Tyler kissed Brooke's shoulder and rubbed her tummy. Both girls giggled at their shared experience.
"Let's do that again," Tyler suggested with a huge smile
"Make out with me, first," Brooke wanted, "I love kissing you. I don't know why it's so fucking hot but it is."
"Yeah," Tyler agreed.
They continued to enjoy each other late into the night.
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Allan Adams, Brooke's father, was sitting at his kitchen table with a cup of coffee and reading the Sunday sports section when his wife appeared. "Are the girls up yet?" he asked.
"I don't think so," Nancy replied, "I woke up at bout three this morning to go to the bathroom and I heard them upstairs giggling and carrying on, so I'm sure they were up pretty late."
Allan frowned, "They'll sleep until noon if we let them."
"Let them sleep," Nancy poured herself a cup of coffee at the kitchen counter, "You know how teenagers are. Besides, it could be a lot worse. She could be up there with a boy instead of Tyler."
"Not under my roof," Allan grunted, "They're going to miss church."
"Let them sleep," Nancy insisted, "They were out having fun last night. Brooke will only get to be eighteen once."
"I suppose you're right," Allan conceded, "At least she's not out doing drugs and getting pregnant."
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Brooke woke up realizing her naked body was entwined with Tyler's, her head on Tyler's shoulder. The ecstasy had run its course and she had a headache.
"Oh god," she groaned, disengaging from their embrace and sitting up. The room started to spin and she repeated, "Oh my god."
Tyler stirred next to her with a barely audible voice, "...Brooke...?"
"My mouth feels like it's stuffed with cotton," Brooke complained, reaching towards her nightstand for the bottle of water there.
Tyler sat up and watched Brooke drink. "Give me some of that," she reached when Brooke finished.
Brooke's hair was tousled and all over the place as she pushed a hand through it.
"What time is it?" Tyler asked before sipping.
Brooke squinted at her clock/radio, "Eleven-thirty."
Tyler took another drink and handed the bottle back before lying back down.
Brooke set the bottle aside and sat still. Eventually the spinning slowed. "Tyler, what happened last night?"
Tyler murmured, "Don't you remember?"
"I remember making-out with you for like five hours, which is really weird because I'm not a lesbian!"
Tyler shrugged and offered a half-hearted, "Neither am I."
Brooke gestured with both hands, "Then what the hell were we doing making-out all night?"
"I don't know but it was incredible," Tyler pulled a blanket over herself, chilly.
Brooke shot her best friend an exasperated look, "Are we gay?"
Tyler blinked, "What do you mean?"
"I mean, we were fucking around all night and I don't remember any boys being in the room. Are we fucking gay?"
Tyler sat up, clutching the blanket to her chest. "Don't do that," she spoke firmly, "Don't diminish what happened last night by putting a silly label on it."
B
rooke crawled out of bed and retrieved a robe hanging from her closet door, "What are you talking about?"
"What happened last night was beautiful and amazing," Tyler explained, "Don't be ashamed!"
"I'm not -" Brooke sighed, slipping the robe on. "I'm not ashamed. A little embarrassed, maybe. Aren't you?"
"Embarrassed about what?" Tyler wondered, "Last night you said you were totally cool."
Brooke hissed, "I was on drugs last night!"
"Oh my god," Tyler climbed out of bed and approached Brooke with her naked body, "Kiss me."
"What!?"
"Kiss me!" Tyler demanded, "Right now."
Brooke shook her head, "I'm not going to -"
Tyler put her hand to the back of Brooke's head and pulled her into a kiss. Brooke was stiff at first, but then her body softened and the two of them kissed one another lovingly. Brooke blinked when Tyler let her go, her body actually wanting more.
"Well?" Tyler looked at her expectantly, spreading her arms.
"That felt really good," Brooke admitted.
"Then what the fuck is the problem? Why are you freaking out?"
"The problem is that everything is different now," Brook answered, "I mean, we've always been best friends. But...what, now we're lovers too?"
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