First Taste of My Plum Garden Page 7

  “Thanks,” said Riley, kicking a leg back and turning to look. “I’m lucky they didn’t go away with all my slacking lately.”

  Heather smiled as she gazed upon her friend. Riley had such a great body, small and tight and toned, and it was everything that Heather wanted in her own body. Heather was lithe, sure, but she felt a little too skinny and lacked the definition that she saw in Riley’s frame. She was self-conscious of her belly as well, small but apparent as it stuck out from her thin figure. Riley was so confident, Heather thought, wearing just her sports bra out for their run. Her stomach was so flat and shapely. You could almost see her abs.

  “I just hope this training gets me a body like yours,” said Heather, suddenly embarrassed that she had vocalized her daydreams. Riley laughed and smacked Heather on the butt.

  “Babe, you’re hot as hell,” said Riley.

  “How did you get so toned?” said Heather. The girls began to walk together down the worn pathway toward a pond.

  “Lots of squats,” said Riley with a laugh. “I dunno,” she continued. “I just work out, try to hit the gym a couple times a week.”

  Heather looked again upon Riley’s body. Her butt was firm and plump, her thighs defined and strong but not huge, her arms toned and showing a subtle curve at her biceps. This chick was a hardbody, thought Heather. She found herself imagining what Riley looked like under her sports bra, under her short running shorts. She thought about running her hands over Riley’s shoulders, tenderly massaging her, feeling her toned muscles, feeling the soft and light peach fuzz at the small of Riley’s back.

  Heather caught herself and shook her head, trying to knock the strange thoughts from her mind.

  “You okay, babe?” said Riley, looking at Heather concerned.

  “Yeah,” said Heather. “Still catching my breath.”

  Riley reached out and took Heather’s hand, pulling her friend close to her and then she wrapped her arm around Heather’s waist and walked with her. As she did this, Heather could feel the humid sweat coating Riley’s midsection stick to her tank top and to her own skin below the fabric.

  “I’m so happy we’re back together, Heather,” admitted Riley. “Nobody up at college is like you.”

  Heather smiled happily, slinging her arm around Riley’s shoulders and stepping in time with her as they traipsed down the path.

  “Totally,” said Heather. “It’s good to be back with your best friend.”

  “Let’s hit up my house,” said Riley. “We can shower off and then head down to the coffee shop for something frozen and sweet.”

  “That sounds perfect,” said Heather, leaning her head against Riley’s.

  Riley turned her face and kissed the side of Heather’s head. The girls continued their post-run walk, past the pond, and down a slight slope leading to a collection of houses just off from the forest trail.

  *

  The girls walked into Riley’s bedroom, Heather shutting the door behind them. Riley’s room was open and bright, everything straightened up and well kept. In the middle of the room was a large four-post bed with wrought-iron trim, covered in fluffy cream-colored sheets. The white carpet was clean and felt luxurious under their bare feet. Inside of the room it was cool and calming thanks to the air conditioning and the change in temperature from outside gave both Riley and Heather subtle goosebumps.

  “Phew,” said Riley, reaching down and pulling her white sports bra up over her head. “Much cooler in here.” She tossed the sports bra into a hamper near the door and put her hands on her hips, smirking at Heather.

  Heather watched intently as Riley pulled her top off and caught herself staring at Riley’s chest. Her tits were like two perfect oranges, round and firm, but not so big as to sag down. They were flawlessly perched on her body, each dotted with a cute nipple the size of a quarter. The skin across her chest was a lighter shade than the rest of her torso.

  “Like what you see?” said Riley, laughing softly and shaking her tits at Heather.

  “What?” said Heather, feeling caught and slightly embarrassed. “I wasn’t…” she said, trailing off.

  “Look,” said Riley. “If you’re gonna stare at my boobs I should also get to stare at your boobs.”

  “Riley, I wasn’t looking,” said Heather, shying away.

  “Don’t be embarrassed,” said Riley. “I’ve seen them before.” Riley scurried over to Heather and tugged at the hem of her tank top. As she did this Heather began to swat at Riley’s hands, laughing and feeling tickled.

  “Stop,” giggled Heather, twisting away as Riley’s advances became more aggressive. “Riley, you’re tickling me!”

  “Come here!” said Riley, attacking Heather’s top and trying to pull it up. As Riley did this, her breasts bounced in different directions. Heather found herself again looking at Riley’s chest as she tried to push her away.

  “You’re awful,” squealed Heather, turning around from Riley and wrapping her arms around the bottom of her tank top.

  “Boop!” exclaimed Riley, reaching to the elastic of Heather’s running shorts and swiftly pulling them down Heather’s legs. As the shorts rested down at Heather’s ankles, her small naked ass was revealed, a light brown freckle punctuating her left cheek.

  “Riley!” cried out Heather. She quickly turned back around, hopping out of her shorts, wearing only her tank top now. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed, a darker brown than her hair, tightly fading into her pale skin below it. She suddenly leapt at Riley and tackled her down to the carpet, Riley giggling the entire way down.

  “You’re so easy,” called out Riley, blocking Heather’s playful smacking. As Heather sat on top of her, Riley reached between Heather’s legs and firmly pinched Heather’s pussy lips inspiring Heather to let out a high yelp.

  “You!” said Heather, jumping up off of Riley. She reached between her legs and tenderly rubbed herself. “That hurt!”

  “Sure, sure,” said Riley with a laugh, hoisting herself up off the ground.

  As Riley stood up, Heather quickly reached out and pinched her nipple in retaliation.

  “Ow!” called out Riley, smacking Heather’s hand away.

  “Serves you right,” snarked Heather.

  “Okay,” said Riley, opening her palms to her friend and offering a truce. “Are we good?”

  “We’re good,” said Heather, calming herself down.

  “Good,” said Riley. She laughed softly to herself and shook her head, then slipped her own running shorts down her legs and kicked them off her feet. Riley stood there completely nude now, her pubic mound completely absent of hair.

  “Are you going to shower now?” said Heather.

  “Yeah,” said Riley, tossing her shorts across the room toward the hamper. “Why don’t we just shower together so we can get going faster?”

  “Okay,” said Heather. At this suggestion, she found herself orchestrating lusty thoughts in her mind but she couldn’t tell where they came from. Perhaps it was the distance and time the two of them had spent apart at college. Or maybe the tickle fight had caused her heart to beat faster for her friend. But as she looked on at Riley’s naked body before her, considering the suggestion of a joint shower, Heather felt odd new feelings welling up inside of her.

  “Take off that gross, sweaty tank and follow me,” said Riley, walking past Heather and playfully bumping Heather’s butt with her hip in the process.

  *

  Inside Riley’s connected bathroom, she sauntered toward the shower and adeptly turned it on and adjusted the temperature. She stood there with her arm under the water, testing its heat, and the occasional stream of water came down her hand, across her arm, and dripped down her naked body. Heather, following Riley into the bathroom, pulled her tank top up over her head and tossed it onto the bath mat in front of the sink. Her chest was quite small, her breasts only sticking out a couple of inches.

  “Almost ready?” said Heather, watching her friend as she continued to test the water.

/>   “Yep,” replied Riley. “I’ve got some clothes you can wear when we’re done.”

  “Cool,” said Heather, nodding.

  “Okay,” said Riley, stepping into the shower now and standing under the stream of water.

  Heather followed her into the shower and waited and watched as Riley gave herself a rinse, soaking her long blonde hair and her firm, fit body.

  After a few moments, Riley stepped out of the path of the water and let Heather rinse off. As Heather began her rinse, Riley grabbed a bar of soap from the dish and rubbed it all over herself.

  “You’ve got a nice body, too,” said Riley as she watched Heather. “You’ve got nothing to be ashamed about.”

  “Thanks,” said Heather, blushing slightly. She allowed the water to course over her brown hair, pulling it back behind her as it became soaked through.

  “I’ve always thought you were hot,” said Riley, rubbing the bar soap now between her legs and around her inner thighs.

  “Really?” said Heather, stepping toward Riley and out from underneath the water.

  “Sure,” continued Riley. “You said you thought I was hot because I’m fit and have some muscles, right?”

  “Right,” said Heather.

  “Well, I like how slight and small you are,” said Riley. “You’re like a cute little twig,” she said and giggled. Moving past Heather, Riley returned to the water and scrubbed the soap off of her body.

  “But look at how small my tits are,” said Heather, taking the bar of soap and moving it over her small chest. “And my little belly here sticks out.”

  “Oh stop fussing over it all,” said Riley, flicking a splash of water at her friend. “You’re a total babe. Everybody digs you.”

  “Really?” said Heather.

  “Really,” confirmed Riley. “Come over here and wash that soap off.”

  Heather nodded and stepped back into the water with Riley, turning around and letting the water flow over her and wash the film of the soap off her skin and down into the drain below. As she did this, Riley reached over and rubbed Heather’s small ass, assisting in removing the soap off of Heather’s skin.

  “What are you doing?” said Heather, quickly turning around to face her friend. They stood face to face for a moment, looking at one another as the stream of water shot between them.

  Riley moved her face forward and planted a small kiss on Heather’s lips. Heather suddenly became excruciatingly nervous, her stomach becoming uneasy, and her heart beating faster. Standing here in the shower, totally naked, with Riley, was such a novel experience. It shouldn’t make her feel any different toward her friend but for some reason she felt very vulnerable and anxious.

  “Sorry,” said Riley, she herself now acting a bit shy, something out of the ordinary for her. “I didn’t mean to make it weird.”

  “It’s okay,” said Heather softly. “It was nice.”

  “Wanna try it again?” cooed Riley.

  “Okay,” said Heather.

  Riley again stepped forward and leaned her lips in against Heather’s lips. The girls began to softly kiss one another amid sprinkles of water from above. Riley gently placed her hands on Heather’s hips and eased closer to her, their stomachs grazing against each other.

  With her heart beating quicker, Heather could feel the excitement of what was happening throughout her body. She felt a tingling down between her legs and her breath hastening as she folded into the shared kiss. Following Riley’s lead, Heather reached her hands out and put them on Riley’s sides, delicately holding onto her and they continued to kiss.

  After a few more moments of light kissing, the girls instinctively pulled away from each other and began to open their eyes. Heather’s dark brown eyes met with Riley’s blue eyes and both of them couldn’t help but grow a smile across their lips.

  “That was sexy,” said Riley frankly. “Brrrrrr,” she said, squirming and wriggling, rubbing her upper arms as she shook. “I feel all goosebumpy.”

  “Maybe we could dry off,” said Heather. “And go explore a little more on your bed?”

  “Okay,” said Riley, grinning now. She reached out and shut the shower off, then quickly hopped out and grabbed a towel from the rack. Heather followed her out of the shower and she too grabbed a towel began to dry off.

  Riley finished first and excitedly sped out of the bathroom, her wet hair whipping behind her as she ran and laughed. Heather, unable to suppress the smile on her face, quickly followed as if chasing after her friend.

  Back in the bedroom, Riley flung herself onto her bed and then immediately rolled over onto her back, waving her arms up and down as if she were making a snow angel in the blankets. Heather approached her and watched, crossing her arms as she looked at her friend’s movements.

  “Riley,” started Heather, watching as Riley’s movements came to a halt.

  “Yeah?” said Riley.

  “I want to do this,” said Heather. “This… exploring. But maybe we could keep it kinda secret? I mean, I’m just nervous is all.”

  “Yeah,” said Riley, sitting up and getting serious. “Yeah, I understand. Look, I’ve never done this before either,” she said. “Let’s have a little fun and it’ll be just between us.”

  “Okay,” said Heather. She climbed up onto the bed next to Riley, sitting on her knees.

  After a few moments of silence and confusion, Heather decided to just go for it and placed her palm on Riley’s shoulder, pushing her back onto the bed. Heather went down with her, lying atop her friend, and again locked lips with Riley, the two continuing the kiss they shared together in the shower. Riley’s hands wrapped around Heather and moved up and down her back, feeling the contours, running her palms over Heather’s shoulder blades, exploring down the small of her back and the top of her ass.

  With one hand on the bed, Heather moved her other hand down Riley’s side, caressing her shower-damp skin, tracing her fingers down to Riley’s hip and upper leg. Heather softly tracked her palm back and forth over Riley’s flesh, all while sensually kissing with her friend, their lips tugging at each other, their tongues peeking out every so often and gently touching.

  “Here,” said Riley, pulling away from their kiss momentarily. She reached her hand out and took Heather by the wrist, leading her hand to settle between Riley’s legs, atop her smooth and hairless mound.

  Heather began to rub her fingers along Riley’s smooth skin, massaging her mound lightly with curiosity but also with trepidation.

  “Feel my pussy,” said Riley softly into Heather’s ear.

  “Okay,” replied Heather cautiously, kissing against Riley’s lips once more.

  Heather let her fingers slide down between Riley’s legs, using her middle and ring fingers pressed together to tenderly rub up against Riley’s pussy lips. She methodically petted Riley’s lips upward and repetitively, stroking slowly yet firmly. Heather could feel Riley squirming slightly beneath her and before long she could also feel droplets of moisture trickle out from between Riley’s lips, moistening Heather’s fondling movements.

  As she pleasured her friend, Heather felt Riley’s hand move down her back and grab her ass cheek, pulling it apart from her other cheek and open her ass up wide. Heather could feel the dampness between her cheeks, still remnant from the shower, slightly evaporating as Riley spread her open. Riley’s other hand snaked back underneath Heather’s body and pushed up against one of Heather’s small tits, squeezing at it firmly and seductively.

  Through all of this their kissing grew more passionate.

  After a few more audible smooches, Riley pulled back from their kiss and smiled at Heather. Heather returned the smile and nuzzled her nose against the side of Riley’s head.

  “Do you want to try licking me?” asked Riley brashly.

  “Oh my God,” said Heather. She rubbed at Riley’s pussy lips vigorously, spreading them slightly with her fingers, running the tips of her fingers through the wetness. “I mean, I do. Wow.” Heather felt herself moiste
n between her thighs at Riley’s suggestion.

  “We could even call it licking my finish line,” said Riley in jest, snickering and holding her hand over her mouth.

  “Riley!” said Heather, giving Riley’s pussy a light smack. “That makes me feel so embarrassed!”

  “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” said Riley, reaching out and gripping onto Heather’s arm.

  Heather shook her head as Riley grinned back at her. Taking a deep breath, Heather scooted down the length of Riley’s body, crawling down the bed, and settled in near Riley’s hips. As Heather did this, Riley moved her ass up the bed a little, raising her knees up off the bed and her feet in toward her ass. She spread her legs out and revealed her completely shaven pussy for Heather to see.

  “You’re so beautiful,” mused Heather, tracing her finger up and down Riley’s wet lips. “You’re so smooth.”

  “Thank the lady who waxes me,” said Riley with a laugh.

  “I mean, even your ass is hairless,” said Heather, moving her finger down below Riley’s pussy, over her taint, and grazed her fingertip over Riley’s puckered asshole.

  “Mmm,” moaned Riley softly. “That feels nice.”

  “Have you ever had someone touch you there before?” asked Heather.

  “Just my waxing lady,” said Riley, closing her eyes and tossing her head to the side.

  Heather lowered her face down between Riley’s spread legs, closing in on Riley’s womanhood. With her finger she lightly rubbed Riley’s wetness into her clit, tracing a slow circle around it. She then took her finger off of Riley’s clit and leaned her face in, running her tongue up over it.

  “Oh!” exclaimed Riley. She bristled in her lying position, rubbing her upper arms with her hands crossed over her body.

  Heather could fell her heart pounding incessantly as she licked her tongue between Riley’s wanting pussy lips, the tip of her tongue touching Riley’s hole, running upwards, then flicking at her clit. She couldn’t believe that she and her best friend were doing this together. But she did not question it, rather she felt joy brimming up inside of her and she decided to simply live this moment as it was playing out.