Lana and Katrina had been friends since they were about nine

years old. Katrina moved into the house behind Lana’s and from the very
first day they met they would walk to school every day together. They
shared many of the same interests and both were just a little geeky and
clumsy. But as they grew up they began to blossom into beautiful young
women. At 13, Katrina had already developed big breasts, which all the
boys stared at. By 16, she was a 36C, and she had become a stunning
young woman. Lana’s little girl body took a little longer, but by 16 she
too was attracting the attention of a lot of boys in school.
Katrina had reddish blond hair, which she always wore long.
Sometimes in a ponytail, other times playfully in pigtails, even at the age
of 17. She was a master a flirting, from quite a young age.
Lana had long jet-black hair and olive skin, a product of her being
half Latina. She was demure and somewhat shy, until you got her
talking. The two of them together often got a lot of appreciative looks
from men. Katrina with her Irish background, made her skin fair and pale
and standing next too Lana, all exotic and wild looking, the two certainly
stood out from the crowd.
They went everywhere together and told each other everything,
well...mostly. Both had boyfriends throughout high school, but none ever
stuck. Both of the girls had high standards and wouldn’t put up with any
shit. Sometimes other girls referred to them as “stuck up” but the truth
was that they had no time for childish mind games. Through their
teenage years, most of their friends were older then them.

*****

In their senior year of high school, both of them discovered the joy
of sex. It wasn’t as though they had not played around before. Both of
them had. Lana had actually become an expert in giving a blowjob, It
was the perfect way to keep your boyfriend happy without having to
have sex, run the risk of getting pregnant or getting a reputation as a
complete slut. She took to it like a fish to water, enjoying every minute
of it, not just the actual act, but the taste of cum and the thrill of the
power it gave her to be the one giving pleasure. Being a caring and
giving person, she enjoyed giving pleasure to others.
Katrina on the other hand held out on that end. She would let guys
touch her lots, but she almost never did anything else, except for a hand
job she once gave to a guy in his car. The sticky mess she ended up with
in her hand put her off doing that for a while.
Both girls masturbated. The both did it a lot actually. The were
horny girls but were very aware of what kind of reputation they would
get if they acted upon it. They even talked about masturbation with each
other. When they were both 11, they had tried it together, watching each
other. But that was more out of curiosity then mutual pleasure. Lana
herself had often thought about asking Katrina if she wanted to do it
again in their later teen years.
When they were 18 they agreed that it was time that the shake off
the “virgin” tag. They both had boyfriends and both engineered their first
time to be how they wanted it, not in the back of some car or a hurried
fuck in someone’s basement room. Katrina enjoyed it immensely; Lana
wasn’t so sure at first but after a few tries, took to it like she had
blowjobs.
By the end of senior year, both girls had become young women.
They both walked with the grace and flair of a girl that knew what she
wanted. Lana lost some of her shyness too, understanding that she
really was pretty and smart. It had taken her some time to come to
realize that she didn’t need to prove anything to anyone.
That final year, the girls became closer then ever before. They
knew that college was looming and that there was little chance that
they would not see each other for long stretches of time. Katrina was
accepted at UCLA and Lana got not only accepted, but also a partial
scholarship at a university in Barcelona. That meant that with Lana
being in Spain and Katrina in California, they would probably only see
each other at Christmas and over summer. At their leaving party both
cried and talked nostalgically about all that they had been through
together. They knew it was for the best, going to their respective
universities, but they both wished a little that childhood would never
end. They danced together and under a dare by some friends kissed.
Lana got instantly wet when they did. She had been thinking about
Katrina in that way for some time. She had no idea what Katrina felt, but
boy was she a good kisser.
That night, they both stayed at Lana’s house. In the morning she
would be going to Spain. She figured why not, what the hell. I am going
to just say it.
“God Katrina, I am so horny after such a big night” Lana started.
They talked like that all the time, so it wasn’t too weird really.
“You are such a slut Lana, hahaha” Katrina always called her slut
privately as Lana liked talking about sex. But only with her.
“Aren’t you?” Lana asked. “My panties are soaked.”
“I am yeah, and here we are with just each other, go figure.”
Lana started to undress for bed. The girls had seen each other
naked before. When she pulled off her panties, there was a thin creamy
white strip in them where they had lain against her pussy. She showed
them to Katrina.
“Fucking hell Lana, you are a slut. Creaming your panties.”
Lana blushed a little, which only made her olive skin look warmer.
“I feel like masturbating” Lana said, being completely honest.
“You should then you horny girl, hahaha” Katrina said. She was
nearly undressed and Lana was staring at her nipples
 “You remember when we did it when we were like 10 or
something?” Lana asked.
“11” Katrina said “And yes I remember it well. Funny how we were
just little peach fuzz back then and now we shave it to look like it did
then.”
They giggled and got into bed. The had many times shared Lana’s
big double bed. Only as best friends, but laying close nevertheless.
Katrina turned out the lights. After a few minutes Katrina heard a sight
rustling noise and turned on the light.
“Are you muffin buffin?” asked Katrina
“I told you I was horny Katrina”
“No way, show me” said Katrina and she ripped off the covers.
Lana’s hand was between her legs, which were parted and she had
one finger inside herself.
“That’s fucking horny” Katrina said, her mouth hanging open “You
are fucking dirty.”
“I am horny, I am all emotional cause I leave tomorrow, I am gonna
miss you so much.” A tiny tear welled up in the corner of her eye
“I’ll miss you too, a lot.” Katrina said “But what are we going to do
about this?” she said pointing at Lana’s pussy. Katrina was wearing
panties and she slipped them down.
“I’ll keep you company.”
They both lay back and began to touch themselves, watching each
other though never touching. Lana desperately wanted to but didn’t dare
chance it. Lana watched Katrina’s nipples swell and get hard as she
worked her pussy. She used 2 fingers to open herself and another hand
to finger herself. She considered that she was giving Katrina a little
show, but Katrina had her eyes closed for the most part while Lana
watched everything. As it progressed Lana got really excited. She
fingered herself, putting lots of energy into it. Katrina was just rubbing
her clit and opening and closing her legs. The girls breathing increased
and the sounds that they made turned each other on and they both
climaxed at roughly the same time. It took a few minutes for them to
catch their breath. Then both giggled nervously.
“That was fucking fantastic Lana. But god you are such a lez” she
said jokingly
“Hey, it was your idea!” Lana said.
“You started it” countered Katrina
“Never tell” Lana said, reaching out her pinky
“Never tell” Katrina replied, making the locking pinky swear that
they had used since the were prepubescent
“Haha, but you’re still a lez” Katrina said giggling “But wow you
have nice tits.”
The laid down in bed together, still drunk from the party, both
having various thoughts in their heads. Lana desperately wanted to kiss
Katrina and to fall asleep in her arms. It wasn’t though she was “a lez”
as Katrina had joked. She still loved boys, loved cock, and loved the feel
of a strong guy holding her. It was just that she felt so close to Katrina
because they had shared so much. And she was so pretty and sexy too.
The both overslept and Lana nearly missed her flight to Spain.

****

Over the next 3 years the girls kept in touch as much as they could.
Lana emailed Katrina every couple of days. They would chat online and
over summer and during holidays they would spend almost all of their
free time together. During Lana’s second year of school though, Katrina
had a serious boyfriend, and their weekly conversations turned to
monthly. It made Lana a little sad, but she actually ended up putting
more effort in to school and her social life in Barcelona. She thought
about Katrina a lot.
One weekend she went out with friends to one of the biggest clubs
in town. They danced all night and drank too much. Lana met a Spanish
couple that were different from anyone she had met before. Alejandro
was 42 and Flor was 20, they same age as Lana. While the couple had a
huge age difference, it didn’t seem out of place. Alejandro was a very
cool, laid back guy.
She ended up going back to their place to carry on partying for the
night. The couple lived on a 64-foot sailboat that they kept moored in the
marina. They drank red wine and talked, and somehow the conversation
moved to sex. Flor was beautiful. She was slim and sexy with long dark
brown hair. She had perfect round breasts and curvy hips. But it was her
big brown eyes and dazzling smile that made Lana feel so at ease. Lana
was feeling lonely, she was far away from home, she missed her friend
badly and she was also just a tiny bit sexually frustrated. She had not
been having the best of luck with guys recently. A few too many drinks
later and one thing lead to another. Lana had her first ever real sexual
experience with a girl. Of course Alejandro participated so it wasn’t
strictly a girl/girl affair. Nevertheless, Lana enjoyed it immensely. She
had always had her suspicions that she would, but now it was confirmed.
She desperately wanted to tell Katrina about it the next time that
they spoke, but it never happened. Katrina was wound up in her own life,
communication had become too infrequent and Lana found it hard to
broach the subject when not in person anyway. She vowed to tell her
over summer holidays, but that too evaporated with time constraints and
busy schedules.
As the summer before Lana’s last year at school approached, she
decided that she would stay in Barcelona. Much to her dismay, Katrina
and her had seemed to have grown apart a little. It would be an
opportunity for her to explore the city better, learn to excel at the
language, and perhaps get over her longing for her best ever friend and
investigate further her sexual tendencies. She knew for a fact that she
was not gay, but she knew also just as certainly that she was bisexual.
While she had very little experience, she could not deny that she loved
the touch of a woman. The exotic smell and intoxicating taste. There
was an entirely different connection made that night with Flor, one that
only the two women could understand. She had met the couple twice
again since then, for a night of partying dancing and the inevitable sex
afterwards, but she had also secretly met Flor on her own twice. She
skipped classes for a day and met her on the sailboat while Alejandro
was at work. It was tender and erotic, and the connection was amazing,
but it was lacking just a bit in a way that Lana could not put her finger
on.
Then in May, Lana got a call from Katrina. They had still been
keeping in touch, but it seemed less so now then ever before.
“Lana, I am so glad I caught you” Katrina was sobbing on the other
end of the phone. “What a fucking asshole. He has been cheating on me
for 6 months!”
Lana knew she was talking about her boyfriend. She had been
getting ready to go out for dinner, but immediately forgot all her plans.
She could imagine her friend all alone crying into the phone on a sunny
morning in L.A. They talked for 3 hours, Katrina racking up a huge phone
bill and by the end they were as close as ever before, catching up on
nearly everything. Lana still had not mentioned her encounters and
wasn’t sure she ever would. It was late in Barcelona, Katrina not
considering the time difference, so they said goodbye but not before
agreeing that they would get online the next day and thresh out a plan.
Katrina would come to Barcelona as soon as term finished, and she
would stay the whole summer.
As promised, they began making plans the very next day. Katrina
could stay at Lana’s place. Her grades had been so good that the partial
scholarship was switched to a full one, so she had more than enough
savings for the two of them. Besides, Katrina had been working at a cafe
in L.A. and she lived on campus, so between them money would not be a
worry. Lana was incredibly excited by the prospect of spending every
day of an entire summer with her best friend. She would show her the
city and the nearby beaches. They would eat tapas along the Ramblas,
drink lots of the great wines and go clubbing till dawn. Lana already
knew everyone in the club scene, and never had to wait in line at any
club in town. She knew that with Katrina there, they would make quite a
force to be reckoned with, just like in their high school days. She hoped
deep in her heart that getting away from her stupid ex-boyfriend was not
Katrina’s only motive for coming. From there conversations, Lana was
quite certain it was not, but she could not be entirely sure.
 The day Katrina arrived at the airport those fears evaporated like a
raindrop in the Sahara. They were like two teenage girls together again.
It was as if not a day had past. They were giggling and talking non-stop,
hugging each other with abandon. They got more then a few looks from
men at the airport, and the security guards were just amused. They
bundled all of Katrina’s stuff into a taxi and took off for Lana’s flat in
Paso Del Born.
The area that Lana lived was centrally located, full of hip bars and
cafes and just 10 minutes walk from some of the coolest clubs in the
city. They spent there first couple of weeks going to see all the major
sites. They went out in the warm summer evenings, dressing
provocatively, and getting the attention of any number of horny Spanish
boys. More than a few women seemed to give them sultry looks also.
Lana yearned to tell Katrina about her newfound bisexuality, but she
knew if she did she might create a tension. For she also longed to kiss
her friend, to touch her, to caress her.
They were still the same together as they had always been. Neither
Katrina nor Lana had any difficulty being naked in front of each other.
Changing after the beach, or getting ready after a shower to go out on
the town. Lana could not help but stare at her friend’s perfect body,
wishing she could touch it.
“God Lana, you have like the perfect big nipples” Katrina said one
evening as they got ready to go out. Lana had just come out of the
bathroom dripping from the shower. The air had turned a little cooler
from the incredibly hot day and Lana’s nipples stood rock hard. Her
areola were the size of silver dollars and dark brown. Katrina said it in
such a matter of fact way, more like a compliment then a come-on. Lana
blushed.
“You have a perfect ass” was all Lana could manage. The comment
had made her wet between her legs.
Another time Katrina commented on how nicely shaven Lana was
and yet another on how naughty her pussy looked through the bikini
bottoms. Every time it seemed complimentary. Sort of matter of fact.
Every time Lana didn’t know how to respond. But every time Lana got
really horny that her friend, the girl she had been secretly crushing on for
ages, commented on her body. The tension between them could have
been cut with a knife, though neither at the time could have probably
acknowledged it.
It was late August and Katrina had been there for nearly 3 months
already. They had been to all the beaches, the clubs and sites and had
kind of settled down nicely into the daily Spanish rhythm of life. One
night they were getting ready to go out yet again and Lana decided that
she would tell Katrina about her sexual tendencies. She struggled with a
way to bring it up.
 Katrina was completely naked, looking for something to wear. Lana
was wrapped in a towel, having just gotten out of the shower. To Lana it
seemed that Katrina pranced around in front of her naked an awful lot
lately. It made it had for Lana to keep her panties form getting full of
cream.
The sun was setting, casting a reddish orange glow through the 4th
floor flat. Katrina bent over right in front of Lana, her legs parted slightly.
The view to Lana was heaven. Katrina’s pouty puffy pussy lips were
clearly visible between the perfect little triangle where her ass met her
legs. Lana even had a clear view of her pretty pink asshole. Lana was
quite suddenly drenched. She reached down without even thinking,
putting a hand between her legs and applying pressure to her clit
through the towel.
“Lana. have you seen my little pink and blue panties?” Katrina
asked. She didn’t look back, she didn’t even move. It was as though she
was calling Lana’s attention to the view in front of her just in case she
had not noticed it yet. All rational sense left Lana, and she took three
steps toward Katrina and gently slid one finger across her protruding
pussy lips. Katrina was wet. She stood up instantly and turned to Lana,
no expression on her face that could be deciphered. Lana threw all
caution to the wind, put one hand on Katrina’s ass and drew her forward
and kissed her. She opened her mouth and their tongues briefly met.
Suddenly Katrina stepped away.
“Oh my god Lana” Katrina exclaimed.
“Oh shit, Katrina I am so sorry, I am ... I just couldn’t help it, I
mean.. You look so... I mean... I am so sorry.” Lana was almost in tears,
stuttering.
“Lana”
“Please Katrina, lets forget it, I don’t ever wanna ruin our... oh shit,
shit I’m sorry.” Lana was practically sobbing
“Lana!” Katrina said, holding Lana’s shoulders. “Shut up.”
Lana went silent, a single solitary tear rolling down her cheek.
“It took you long enough. I gave you so many clues, I walk around
naked, I tell you how amazing your tits are. I am amazed you waited so
damn long.”
Lana stared at her, blinking like a lost puppy, trying to grasp what
Katrina was saying. She was still breathing in little sobs, terrified that
she had just alienated her best friend. Katrina reached up, slipped a
finger under Lana’s towel and it loosened and fell to the floor. In one
motion she stepped forward and kissed Lana, opening her mouth just
enough for her tongue to glide across Lana’s lips. At the same time
Katrina slipped her hand between Lana’s legs, finding the perfect spot
and then letting it glide across her wetness right to her ass.
Lana responded, her sense of relief so overwhelming that she just
completely let go. She leaned forward into Katrina, wrapping her arms
around her. Each hand cupped one of Katrina’s perfectly round ass
cheeks. She pulled a little, stretching her open, sending a wave of
pleasure through Katrina. They stood there in the fading light, kissing
and caressing each other. Neither moved from that spot for probably five
minutes. The more they kissed and touched, the more worked up they
became. But it was as though they were tentatively exploring each
other’s bodies, each others hot points and erogenous zones before they
moved on to the second course.
“Oh my god I have thought about this forever” Lana said between
kisses.
“I am so relieved, you have no idea Lana. There was no way I had
the guts to make the first move.” Katrina replied. She had slipped the tip
of her finger into Lana’s ass as they kissed, her arms wrapped around
her. Lana let out and appreciative sound.
“Katrina, let’s fuck, let me pleasure you” Lana half moaned.
The girls had a hard time getting out of their embrace. Neither
wanted to let go for fear that reality might suddenly return and it would
all be over. All thoughts of going out for the evening had disintegrated,
and the two cute Spanish boys they had arranged to meet at the cafe
would wonder why their dates were not showing up. Katrina broke the
embrace, she wanted to get to the bed with Lana.
“Remember when we were 18 and I caught you masturbating?” She
was tugging at Lana’s hand, guiding her to the bed.
“Ever since then I have thought about this. It’s not like I am a
lesbian or anything, I love guys, it’s just that you and I, well...” Lana
kissed her to shut her up. She knew all to well the feeling. If Lana’s
sense of relief could be measured in kilos, it would have required a
freight train to move it.
“Have you ever...done it?” Lana asked, pinching her friends nipple
gently.
“I have been to afraid to try Lana. That’s why I was trying to give
you every hint I could.”
“Well than Katrina my love, let it be my pleasure to introduce you.
Lay down.”
Lana gently pushed Katrina on to the bed. Instinctively she laid
back and open her legs, raised her knees up at an angle. Lana knelt
down on the carpet by the bed. She slipped her arms underneath her
friend’s legs. Katrina’s pussy was freshly shaven, her labia hung slightly
out, swelling a little each minute with anticipation. Lana gently kissed
her thighs starting from her knee working closer to her sweet spot. She
kissed all around her pussy and directly on her little asshole and then
started on the other side. Katrina’s legs were trembling slightly.
“Lana... I...” she started to say, but as soon as Lana’s lips
connected with the soft folds of Katrina’s pussy, the statement turned
into a soft moan. Lana let the tip of her tongue glide from Katrina’s ass
to her clit, gently spreading her labia open, revealing a warm wet flower.
She pulled back every so slightly, to get a better look. With one hand on
either side of her thighs, she pulled Katrina open.
Her lips had swollen full, and hung a half and inch. Lana could see
her open hole, making gentle contractions. Katrina was wet, and from
her hole came just a tiny bit of a creamy white substance. Lana Licked it
up. The flavor was sublime. Somewhere between the sweetest ever fruit
and a musky taste. A musk melon Lana thought. Lana loved it and she
wanted more. She could feel herself get even wetter and she reached
down with one hand to caress her own swollen clit.
The excitement, the taste of her friend and the heat of the moment
drove her wild and she dove in, using her tongue to explore Katrina. She
alternated between tongue fucking her ass and pussy hole, to swirling
her tongue around her clit. She sucked on her friend’s pussy lips,
drawing them in hard and then letting go. Katrina gasped every time.
Lana barely even noticed that she was furiously fingering her own pussy.
She took a finger and set it gently inside Katrina’s hole. She responded
by letting out a small squeak. Lana pushed her finger in, she could feel
her friends pussy muscles contracting around her finger. Then she
slipped another inside, pushed deeply while pulling gently upward,
hitting Katrina’s g-spot perfectly.
“Fuck.. I gonna cum. Oh my gooooooooooooood” Katrina scream as
she orgasmed in Lana’s face. Her hips bucked in a jerking motion,
involuntarily shaking out of control. She grabbed Lana by her hair and
pushed her face into her clit. After a moment, the bucking subsided a
little.
“Fucking hell Lana, how did you learn to do that? I hope I can give
you as much pleasure.”
Lana had already cum three times while sucking on her friends
pussy. There was a small puddle on the carpet below her. Lana had
made herself gush. She pulled back a little, withdrawing her fingers.
There was a huge amount of creamy girl cum on her fingers and around
Katrina’s hole, dripping down over her ass. Lana licked it up greedily.
Each time she licked, Katrina spasmed a bit.
“Wait...one sec. That was so intense, I am so sensitive now.” Lana
stood up and kissed her, Katrina’s essence still on her lips. Lana’s own
legs were shaking from giving herself orgasms.
“Wow, is that how I taste?” Katrina asked. “That’s amazing. Please
let me taste you.”
Lana needed no encouragement. She stood up on the bed above
Katrina and squatted down above her face. The movement made Lana’s
huge pussy lips open naturally. They hung just above Katrina’s face,
brushing her lips. Katrina didn’t wait, having longed to do this for what
seemed like forever. She tried to repeat exactly what Lana had done to
her, pushing her tongue inside both her pussy and ass and sucking on
her huge lips. The way Lana squatted over her made her wide open and
Katrina was able to push her tongue deep into both holes. Lana was
having trouble balancing. She was squeezing both of her breasts,
pinching the nipples tightly and her legs were wobbling from the
pleasure.
“Katrina, I had better...” she tried to move to get of off her face but
Katrina grabbed her with one hand and suddenly Lana came right in her
face. She must have let out a teacup full of cum. Lana had learned how
to squirt just the year before. Katrina was soaked in girl cum. She
coughed slightly while giggling at the same time.
“What the fuck was that? She said gurgling a little
“I am so sorry Katrina. I gushed.”
“I know what it is, you came in my face, don’t be sorry, that was
fucking beautiful, I want more.”
Lana looked over her shoulder and saw her best friend
masturbating with intent, alternating between her clit and pussy. I was
all Lana needed to see to want more. She flipped herself around into a
sixty-nine position and lay down on her side. At that angle both had
perfect access with their mouths and hands, free to explore tease and
penetrate. For a good 30 minutes they worked each other, taking turns
cumming into each other’s mouths, fingers exploring, learning what
pushed the perfect button. Lana wet her fingers and stuck one each in
Katrina’s pussy and ass at the same time. It made her cum in seconds.
Katrina followed suit, trying the things that Lana did to her first. With
every dirtier thing that they did, both girls level of orgasm increased. At
one point as Lana came in Katrina’s face, she pulled back and enjoyed
watching both her pussy and asshole make wild contractions but only
after both had swelled like a flower in bloom.
They finally both stopped for a moment, needing to rest. Lana was
almost crying because she was so happy. Not crying exactly, just
overwhelmed.
“You want some wine?” Katrina finally said, realizing that her friend
was a little emotional. The truth was that Katrina was too, but she was
better at hiding it. They sat on the bed, drinking in little sips.
“I am so relieved, oh my god you are so sexy. I was so scared you
would be mad.” Lana was rambling a bit again. Katrina kissed her. Both
of them still had the smell of each other on their lips. The kisses became
more passionate, and soon the wine was on the table and they had
locked into a position where they could kiss and fondle each others
breasts but at the same time grind their wet pussies together. As the
tempo increased, both lay back releasing each other, enjoying the feel of
the soft folds of their labia and the hard erect knob of each others clit.
As their breathing increased, so did their moans Abruptly Lana gushed
again, straight into Katrina’ wet hole, that in turn sending Katrina over
the edge. She grabbed Lana’s leg as she orgasmed into her. After about
10 minutes more, both were exhausted, but also satisfied and very
hungry. They decided to get dressed and go meet the boys that they had
planned to, although already late. Both would wear the aroma of each
other. They decided that if they could find a sex shop open in the old
town, they would buy some toys to play with. They didn’t care what the
boys would think. Tonight, they would be coming home with each other.