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Beverly - Final - Part 1

Hopefully this one is as read worthy as the other parts...

It had been a long week for Beverly. After the seeing Tiffany in the doorway and finding it almost impossible to take her mouth off Kenny’s cock, it had made it doubly hard for her to say a word to her roommate. The guilt fought with her, an apology wouldn’t be enough. She contemplated moving out but she simply couldn’t’ find anywhere to go. Even if she wanted to she couldn’t even say a word to Tiffany because she seemed to be avoiding Beverly like the plague. Going to work now she had to bus as she hadn’t been able to get in touch with Kenny during any of that time. That was the least of her worries on this Saturday afternoon. It seemed that Tiffany would not leave the apartment and Beverly was waiting for an opportunity to make her escape. As much as she’d been waiting for an opportunity to talk, today wasn’t it.

Finally she heard Tiffany walk to her room and close the door. This is it she thought. Already dressed in pinstriped thigh length skirt and a white blouse she made her way to the door. For Beverly being overly dressed was one for her to bring up her constantly sinking spirits. The way the lace material on her skirt was rubbing her mound was also giving her some small comfort without arousing her too much to cause her to reminisce and cause more guilt to pile on her already troubled conscience. Just as she was about to make a dash for the front door she heard Tiffany’s door open again but this time she heard the bathroom door open and close also. Breathing a sigh of relief as she heard the shower turn on she went back to her thoughts of simply not being ‘here”. Suddenly she realized she had forgotten her purse and turned back to look for it. Seeing that the shower was on she decided that she had a little time window to find the right one to match her outfit. Getting caught up in her dealings she didn’t realize she shower had stopped and Tiffany had returned to her room.

The sudden silence caught her attention and she held her head up to see what was happening. During her mental time out while searching, she had heard Tiffany’s room closed but she couldn’t remember for how long. “Well, the plan was to leave so gotta take the risk and try and get out of here.” was her train of thought. She made her way quickly to the front door and just as she was about to put her hand on the knob she heard a stern but non-malicious voicing asking, “So, where are you going in such a hurry?”

Beverly turned around and saw her roommate clad in a lose short skirt and tank top she usually wore around the house. She began to speak, “Tiffany, I’m so sorry, I’m –“ Tiffany cut her off with a “shut up for a second.” And continued, “You and I both know sorry isn’t going to work in this but you can make it up to me.” Beverly didn’t seem to understand. Make it up to her? “Come on Bev stop being so clueless, you actually think I’m going to hold a long lasting grudge over that. At the same time though, you did betray my trust but I have a way you can prove yourself to me.” Beverly was still not comprehending the situation. Seeing the confused look on her face Tiffany continued. “Turn around and show me that ass of yours.”

“What? NO!” was Beverly’s punctuated reply.

“Trust Beverly, that’s all I want out of this. If you trust me I’ll explain everything step by step.” Despite the unnerving feeling she was getting a little tingle in her clit and that sparked her curiosity. She turned around lifted her skirt and revealed pair of black lace shorts. Before she could turn back around Tiffany had closed the distance between them and was whispering in her ear. “Trust, is two ways. I’m going to start off and see how much you trust me. There’s so much to tell you but you just couldn’t pass the tests. “

“So much? Tests?” Beverly’s mind was reeling a little and although the words being whispered in her ear were far from erotic, the breath on her ear lobes were sending ripples into her clit. Tiffany continued whispering. “I’m going to pull your panties down now. Don’t resist, if you want me to trust you first you have to trust me.” Beverly was being exceedingly naïve. For a young lady who thought she knew and understood everything there was to understand about men and women, this situation was suddenly getting away from her. She was out of her element but somehow she felt safe. Tiffany seemingly had more surprises and personalities than Beverly would have given her credit for. The realization that maybe she had been underestimating her closest friend pained her. Upon that revelation, the fact that her arousal was rising exponentially and that she had never felt so vulnerable and safe at the same time, she decided to relax and follow Tiffany’s lead. As if following her thoughts Tiffany had been silent her hand firmly massaging Beverly’s fit, round, chocolate cheeks with her hands occasionally straying to the material covering the slightly swollen pussy lips. As if in response to Beverly’s train of thought she whispered one final thing in her ear before bending behind her. “There you go sweetie, I think you’re finally starting to understand. The first step in trust is admitting to your own limitations and weaknesses or you won’t learn anything new and you won’t be able to overcome those obstacles stronger than you.”

Tiffany intentionally spoke to Beverly as a child because this was a new path and if she had her way today Beverly was going to lose her innocence (naiveté) and mature into the beautiful young lady that was buried under all that fear. Having realized that Beverly passed the first test (unknowingly to her) Tiffany bent down and in one quick motion she slid the lace material down to Beverly’s ankles. Bev tensed but relaxed remembering that she was going to see this through. Tiffany spread the beautiful cheeks wide and revealed an almost untouched pink pussy. The lips were glistening with new juices and she put her nose closer and inhaled deeply. As she exhaled Beverly felt the warm air hit her clit and she shivered causing a ripple effect that made her acing nipples hurt even more as they strained at her bra. She didn’t have time to think as she felt a long tongue snake its way into her canal and coax even more juices to flow. Her legs were starting to get weak and by this time she was no longer bracing on the wall but actually squatting on Tiffany’s face.

Seeing the predicament that was starting to form Tiffany slowly pulled her tongue from her roommate’s juicy pussy and got her to stand back up. She then pushed got her to stand up and reached her arms around to the front of her blouse. While doing that she whispered, “You are so tasty, you know that. You can smell it can’t you? If you want you can taste it too.” Seeing that Beverly wasn’t resisting she ran her tongue up the side of her neck and snaked her way to Beverly’s mouth. She then paused and continued to whisper and lick Beverly’s earlobes. “You know these firm tits of yours shouldn’t be hiding behind all that material. I can tell they want to get out”. As she whispered this she slowly unbuttoned Beverly’s top and with one hand and with the other brought her lips around and worked a her tongue slowly between the beautiful full lips. As their lips met Beverly became more enraptured with the kiss and the strong but gentle hands on her breasts as they were released from her bra enhanced the feeling. Two fingers softly playing with her soft but overly sensitive nipples squeezed down and caused a little pain and then went back to soothing it.

Reluctantly Tiffany broke off the kiss and guided Beverly to the couch in the living room, her face facing the side table with the phone. “Lie down for me and hold that beautiful behind up in the air.” Beverly was trying to find the right position and looked back questioningly as she positioned herself for this beautiful woman her pussy brazenly on display. Tiffany’s warm eyes and calm approach set her mind at ease and her goal now was to please the beautiful woman standing behind her. “There we go, don’t move.” The smile on her face has she said that sent a chill into Beverly that the tongue in her pussy could only try to compare. There was care in the smile, deep caring that blocked out all else. Before she had too much time to think as to what that signified Tiffany had buried her face once again into her soft swollen pussy and was using her tongue and lips to suck and lick Beverly’s pussy clean. However the more she licked the more Beverly’s pussy leaked. With Kenny she had felt unabashed lust but this feeling she had today starting to touch parts of her she had no definition for. The wave was gentle but always rising and seemingly never ending.

Tiffany came up for air and caught Beverly off guard with her next order, “Call Kenny!” Beverly didn’t know why but she felt disappointed. Not to mention a little confused. It was all going so well. Trying to find a way out of the request she felt that she responded, “He isn’t picking up when I call him so I don’t think this time’s going to be any different.” Tiffany was amused but hid it when she said, “Just pick up the phone by your head and press re – dial then, if he picks up then great if not…” She left the if not up in the air for Beverly to take how she wanted.

While Beverly was working out the chances of Kenny picking up in her head she felt a gentle finger slide into her tight pussy then another. The intimacy level had dropped slightly but her arousal had not budged. Figuring that Kenny wasn’t going to pick up she pressed re – dial. As she listened to the phone ring she could have sworn she heard a cell phone ring in Tiffany’s room. Kenny didn’t pick up so in her happiness she put the cell phone ring out of her mind as coincidence. As she fingers worked their way slowly in and out of her pussy her body started to relax again. Before she could get too caught in the feeling she heard a door open and she looked up. “Kenny?” she thought out loud “But how?”

The man in Tiffany’s room door way had a warm smile on his face. His bare chest caught Beverly’s attention instantly but she was still confused. Suddenly she felt the two fingers inside her go deeper and Tiffany leaned over her shoulder and gently had one hand her back. “come on sweetie, trust. I told you I’ll explain everything.”

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