Lisa was horny. She'd been flirting with a friend all night but he'd had a call from his girlfriend just as she was about to get him to come back with her. Men! Women were so much easier. She pulled out her vibrator and switched it on, needing to come, if only so she could think straight. As she slid the toy between her thighs, setting the clit attachment vibrating for maximum effect, she started to think about her friend Diane. They'd fooled around. And she'd said she'd be prepared to go further. Maybe it was time she gave Diane a call.

She thought back to the time they'd kissed. She'd always vaguely fancied Diane, admiring her slim figure, the dirty glint in her eye and her long auburn hair. But that night, things had moved on.

They were chilling out, watching Cruel Intentions and sharing a bottle of wine. The kissing scene between Sarah Michelle Gellar and Selma Blair prompted Diane to ask if Lisa had ever kissed a girl.

'No. But...' She paused, feeling shy at the idea of confessing her thoughts.

'Go on.'

The husky break in Diane's voice urged Lisa on. Her words came out fast, as if saying it quickly would make it less embarrassing.

'I've always liked the idea.'

Diane looked straight at her, that daring glint in her eye.

'Would you like to kiss me?

Lisa smiled her response, leaning forward slightly but too scared to articulate the words. Diane picked up on her body language and pulled her into a kiss.

Feeling Diane's delicate tongue flicker over her lips sent a surge of desire to Lisa's clit. As they deepened the kiss, she felt her cunt flood with juices. She started to stroke Diane's neck, knowing from previous conversations that this was her top erogenous zone and curious to see what effect it would have.

Diane groaned loudly, pushing her body into Lisa, who returned the pressure. She could feel Diane's breasts against her own and loved the sensation. Diane ground into her, pushing her mound into Lisa's, sending another pang through her cunt. She wondered how far things would go and how far she would go. Diana's moans were seriously turning her on.

Lisa trailed her tongue from behind Diane's ear to the crook of her neck. She kissed Diane's neck, softly enough to avoid causing a love bite, but with enough passion to make Diane's knees give. Lisa was surprised at how aroused she was getting by kissing another woman. Her desire made her brave.

'Mind if I touch your breasts?' she asked. Diane wordlessly unbuttoned her shirt to reveal small breasts, pert even without a bra. Her nipples were pink and stiff, clearly responding to Lisa's caresses.

Lisa continued to kiss Diane's neck, fighting back the urge to move straight to her breasts. She worked her lips thoroughly over Diane's back and shoulders before brushing her fingers lightly over Diane's erect nipples.

'Kiss them.' Diane said. 'Please…'

Lisa willingly obliged, taking one hard nipple in her mouth and running her tongue around the aureole, eliciting another gasp from Diane. Darting her tongue over its tip and tasting Diane's skin was making her own juices flow. She moved her hand to Diane's other breast softly pinching her nipple and feeling it stiffen further at her touch.

'Harder' Diane begged.

Lisa increased the pressure, twisting Diane's nipple between her thumb and forefinger and feeling Diane writhe against her. A thrill shot through her as the pressure from Diane's body rubbed the seam of her jeans against her clit.

'Take your top off.' Diane said. 'I want to touch you too.'

Lisa pulled her T-shirt over her head and slipped off her bra, suddenly desperate to feel Diane's lips on her breasts. Diane pushed Lisa down onto the sofa and knelt between her legs, pulling her into another kiss before running her hands slowly from Lisa's stomach and rib cage up to her breasts. She pushed Lisa's breasts together then flicked her tongue over both nipples simultaneously.

'Fuck!' Lisa said. 'That's amazing.'

Diane looked up at Lisa and smiled before returning to the task in hand. Lisa's head was spinning with the sensations shooting through her system. The thought that this was her friend Diane, that she was being intimate with another woman made her feel liberated and dirty at the same time. She knew she'd do anything Diane asked.

A ringing disturbed them. Diane's phone. Lisa urged her to ignore it.

'I can't. Jake's picking me up later and if he doesn't know where I am, I'll miss my lift.'

Diane lived on the opposite side of town to Lisa. She shrugged apology as she answered the phone.

'Hi…. How come…? Not really. Why do you always do this?' She threw her phone down in disgust.

'Men!'

'What's the problem?'

'Jake's been invited to a party. If I want a lift, I've got to go now. He'll be here in five minutes.'

'You could always get a cab.'

'I'm skint.'

Lisa thought of offering to pay for Diane's cab but the mood was lost. Diane was already pulling her clothes on.

'I'm really sorry. Some other time maybe?'

Lisa nodded and kissed her friend goodbye. As the doorbell went, she mentally cursed Jake. If only he hadn't called.

Reliving her experience while she masturbated, Lisa wondered what would have happened if Jake hadn't arrived. She pushed the toy into her dripping cunt, rubbing against the clit attachment whilst imagining what Diane would taste like.

She dipped a finger into her cunt, and brought it to her mouth, licking it clean and picturing her head between Diane's thighs. She imagined parting Diane's lips to lick her clit, sliding a finger into her cunt at the same time and feeling Diane push hard into her face in response. The thought of Diane writhing around, coming in her face and coating her tongue in juice sent her over the edge and she came hard, her cunt spasming around the toy. Switching it off, she left it up herself, enjoying the sensation of her muscles clasping it.

Maybe she should give Diane a call...