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Robin worried she might be in the midst of a prolonged hallucination. That was the only logical explanation for her current position - pressed against the door of Nancy's dorm room, in the process of being thoroughly kissed.

Nancy had been back in Bloomington for a month now. They'd talked on the phone almost every night, but Robin had still missed her terribly. This weekend, though, Robin had finally been able to get time off to visit her. At a real college. Where there were other lesbians. And a conveniently absent roommate.

Nancy tasted like spearmint gum and cherry-flavored lip gloss. Her tongue pressed gently into Robin's mouth, like she was carefully testing the waters. They hadn't gotten much time to explore the physical aspect of their budding relationship before Nancy had to leave. They'd only gotten as far as kissing. And Nancy's kiss now was tentative, like she wasn't sure how far Robin would let her go.

Truth be told, Robin herself wasn't sure how far she would let Nancy go. The moment Nancy had told Robin her roommate was going to be out of town for the weekend, Robin had started to panic. She'd only ever made out with girls. She'd never even touched a boob that wasn't her own. What if she was bad at it? What if Nancy finally wised up and realized she'd do much better with a bonafide university lesbian?

Nancy detached her mouth from Robin's. "You okay, Birdie?" she asked with a frown.

Robin nodded. "Peachy. Why?" The last word came out as a squeak.

Nancy's eyes narrowed. "What are you nervous about?"

"I'm not nervous!" Robin attempted a nonchalant laugh, which came out sort of like a garble.

Nancy stepped back. Robin immediately missed the warmth of her body where they'd been pressed together just a moment before. How had she already fucked this up? She'd been here for less than five minutes.

"We don't have to do anything more than kiss," Nancy said. She backed up to her bed and sat down on the edge. "We don't even have to kiss, if you don't want to."

"No!" Robin panicked. She hurried over to the bed and sat down hard next to Nancy. So hard the bed bounced, throwing Nancy into the air a little. "I really wanna kiss. Please?" She put on her best pout face, pushing out her bottom lip and opening her eyes very wide.

Nancy leaned forward to kiss Robin's bottom lip. She pulled it into her mouth and sucked gently, drawing a moan from Robin. Nancy wrapped an arm around Robin's waist and pulled her closer. The movement unbalanced Robin, and she gracelessly fell against Nancy, pressing her back into the bed and landing sprawled on top of her.

Robin experienced a brief moment of extreme mortification before Nancy's laughter filled the room. It was her real laugh, not any of the various calculated laughs Robin had heard when Nancy was angling for something. Robin couldn't help but laugh with her as she rolled off of her and onto her back on the bed.

Nancy pressed herself up on an elbow so she could look down at Robin. She snaked an arm back around Robin's waist, maneuvering it underneath Robin's shirt to graze her short fingernails directly over the skin of Robin's belly. Robin shivered. Nancy's face grew serious again as she leaned in to resume their kiss.

Robin had never even made it to the point of being kissed on a bed before. Nancy loomed over her body, and Robin loved the way it felt. She was bracketed in by Nancy, pressed back into the soft bed. She felt safe enough to yield to the kiss.

She opened her mouth and felt Nancy's tongue slide inside, tangling with her own. Nancy pulled Robin's tongue into her own mouth and sucked on it gently. The kiss was wet and messy. It still surprised Robin that this was the way Nancy liked to kiss. Nancy, who was so buttoned up and put together the rest of the time, liked to kiss with enough abandon that it left Robin's face wet afterward.

Nancy's hand inched up further under Robin's shirt. Two fingers slid beneath the band of Robin's bra, slowly enough to give Robin time to stop them. Robin didn't stop them. Nancy cupped her breast with a light squeeze and flicked a thumb over the nipple.

Heat pooled in Robin's pelvis as her body responded to Nancy. They'd gotten this far before, but hadn't gone any further. Nancy pinched Robin's nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Robin gasped and pressed her chest up into Nancy's hand, wanting more.

Nancy pulled her mouth from Robin's and removed her hand from Robin's bra. Robin was mortified at the pleading whimper that fell from her mouth, desperate to get Nancy's hands back on her. But Nancy didn't move further away; she tugged at the hem of Robin's shirt. "Can I?" she asked.

Robin nodded vigorously. She shimmied around on the bed, helping Nancy pull her shirt off. "Yours, too," Robin said, yanking on Nancy's shirt. Nancy gracefully pulled her shirt over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra underneath. Robin salivated at the sight of her small, pert breasts. The nipples firmed up when the cool air of the room hit them. She wanted to get them in her mouth, to lick and bite and suck.

Nancy seemed to have a similar idea. She helped Robin out of her bra then leaned her head down to Robin's chest. She pulled a nipple into her mouth, and licked over it for a few moments before sucking hard and biting down gently. Robin's hips bucked as a bolt of heat traveled straight from her nipple down to her cunt. She could feel the growing wet spot in her underwear as her arousal built.

Nancy moved to her other nipple. Robin reached a hand up to Nancy's chest, cupping a breast in her palm. It was small enough to fit completely in her hand. She massaged gently. Nancy moaned against her own tit. Encouraged, Robin moved her hand to roll Nancy's nipple between her fingers. Nancy bit down harder on Robin's nipple in response.

Robin squirmed, pressing her legs together in an attempt to get some friction on her aching cunt. Nancy noticed - of course she noticed, she was Nancy fucking Wheeler. The hand that wasn't propping her up on the bed moved between them until it was pressed against Robin's pussy through her jeans.

Robin startled at the contact. It was the first time either of them had ventured below the belt during their makeout sessions.

Nancy looked up from Robin's chest. "Is this okay?" she whispered, pressing the heel of her hand to Robin's clit.

Robin bucked up into her hand, desperate for more pressure. "Yes, yes, so okay!"

Nancy grinned and pressed harder. She moved her head back to Robin's chest and continued to lick and suck and bite at her nipples as she massaged her hand over Robin's clit.

Robin was emboldened by Nancy's hand. She tried to move her own free hand down Nancy's body, but the angle was all wrong. She huffed in frustration. Nancy looked up, a question in her eyes.

"I want to touch you, too," Robin whispered.

Nancy stood up and moved back a little from the bed. "Wait, wait, that's too far away!" Robin yelped.

Nancy laughed. "I'm not leaving, Birdie. I was just gonna take off my jeans." She looked a little nervous. Which made Robin nervous, because Nancy never got nervous. "But I don't have to! If you'd prefer we keep them on."

Robin shook her head and sat up, hand moving to the buttons of her own jeans. "No, let's get these fuckers off." She was all in. She was gonna do this. Sex. It was happening.

Robin pulled off her jeans, throwing them to the side. She left on her underwear. She'd bought it specifically for the occasion. Red, see-through lace. Nancy's eyes went wide as she saw them, gratifying Robin with just the reaction she'd hoped for.

Nancy shimmied out of her own jeans and climbed back into the bed. Her underwear was theoretically less sexy than Robin's - just a pair of striped briefs - but on Nancy it was one of the sexiest pairs of underwear Robin had ever seen.

Nancy leaned back over Robin and kissed her on the mouth. Her hand went back to Robin's cunt, stroking lightly over her folds through Robin's underwear. The lace was soaked, doing nothing to hide the level of Robin's arousal.

With the new position, Robin was able to get a hand between them to tentatively press over Nancy, who was just as wet as Robin through her underwear.

Robin moaned into the kiss as Nancy slipped a finger past the gusset of her underwear to press directly against her labia. Nancy's finger dragged through her folds and flicked her clit. Robin jerked with the force of her pleasure. Nancy pressed hard, pushing her back on the bed as she bit her bottom lip.

Nancy stroked lightly over her clit a few times, then slid her fingers back down to stroke over her entrance, then back up to her clit. Robin panted against her mouth, losing all semblance of finesse in the kiss.

Desperate to experience more of Nancy, she moved her own hand to the band of Nancy's underwear. She dipped two fingers slowly beneath the band, giving Nancy a chance to stop her. When Nancy just kept kissing her and stroking her, Robin plunged her hand in.

She cupped Nancy's cunt with her whole hand for a moment, reveling in the warmth and the wetness. Then she started to copy Nancy, dragging her fingers through her folds, up to her clit, and back down again. Nancy was so wet her fingers slid effortlessly. Robin wanted to smell her, wanted to taste her. The desire was overwhelming enough to push her into action.

She tore her mouth from Nancy's. "Can I go down on you?" she asked breathlessly.

Nancy's eyebrows shot up. "Absolutely," she replied.

Robin scrambled up onto her knees before she could lose her nerve. Nancy moved further onto the bed, shifting to lay on her back. She pulled her underwear off and threw it to the side, then spread her legs. Robin shuffled to kneel between her legs and leaned forward.

Nancy had a full bush, completely unmanicured. Robin fucking loved it. She buried her face in the hair of Nancy's mound, inhaling deeply. Nancy smelled faintly of soap, but mostly of musk. It was perfect.

Robin shifted down, pressing light kisses to the soft skin of Nancy's inner thighs. Nancy's hands came to rest lightly in Robin's hair. Robin turned her face to Nancy's cunt, and froze. Her panic came back full force.

What was she supposed to do? Did she just… lick it? Wasn't there some sort of technique? God, she really should have asked Steve about this, he'd definitely gone down on Nancy before. Oh, shit why was she thinking about Steve having been here before? This was borderline incestuous, she was going to have sex with someone Steve had had sex with.

"Everything okay down there?" Nancy asked, breaking Robin out of her spiral. Robin looked up. Nancy was staring down at her, a look of confusion on her face.

"Um. Yeah. Yeah. Just…" she trailed off, staring at the complex anatomy in front of her in an attitude of despair. "How do I do it?"

She glanced up at Nancy just in time to see the other woman schooling her face back to neutral from a smile. "You just start licking, I think. But I'm gonna be honest with you, I've never done it before, either."

Robin was slightly reassured by this, but… "At least you've had it done to you before. I don't even have that to work off of!"

"Do you want me to guide you?" Nancy asked.

"Like how?"

"I could move your head the way I want you to move? If you'd be okay with that."

A thrill ran through Robin at the idea of Nancy moving her around and using her for pleasure. That was… new. But she was definitely into it.

She nodded, almost bumping Nancy's cunt with her nose. "Yeah. Let's - let's try that."

Nancy smiled and moved her hands back to Robin's head. "Okay. If you need me to let go just tap on my hip."

"Alright." Robin took a deep breath. "So I just -" Before she could finish her nervous question, Nancy pressed her head down into her cunt. Robin let out a muffled yelp as her lips came into contact with Nancy's folds.

After the first moment of shock, she regained her mental faculties and tentatively stuck out her tongue. She licked into Nancy's folds, tasting the evidence of her arousal collected against her slit. The scent of it filled her nostrils as the taste exploded on her tongue. It had a sharp, tangy flavor.

She pressed more firmly with her tongue as she laved against the tight entrance to Nancy's pussy. Nancy moved her head after a few moments of this, gently guiding Robin's mouth up to her clit.

Robin wrapped her lips around the small nub of tissue and sucked. Nancy moaned above her and pressed her hips up, rubbing her clit against Robin's mouth. She moved her hips in little circles as she pressed Robin more firmly against her with the hands on her head.

Robin loved this. Nancy was taking all the anxiety-provoking decisions completely off of Robin's plate, allowing Robin to just enjoy the taste and smell and feel of Nancy, to enjoy being the cause of her pleasure.

"Stick your tongue out," Nancy demanded. Robin felt a pulse in her own cunt at the commanding tone in Nancy's voice. She obeyed, pressing her tongue to Nancy's clit. Nancy shoved Robin's head even more firmly into her as she continued to move her hips in small circles.

"Finger me. Two."

Robin immediately followed the directions, sliding two fingers easily into Nancy's cunt. Nancy was blissfully warm and tight inside, the muscles of her walls hugging Robin's fingers. This Robin could do. She'd fingered herself enough times to have an idea of the mechanics.

She pumped her fingers in and out of Nancy as she continued to hold her tongue out for Nancy to rut against. Robin crooked her fingers, searching for Nancy's g-spot. After a little bit of blind maneuvering, she found it, if the flutter around her fingers and the loud groan from Nancy were any indication.

"Fuck, Birdie, you're gonna make me come."

Robin sped up her fingers. There was nothing she had ever wanted more than to have Nancy Wheeler come on her face. Nancy pressed Robin's face down even harder. Robin's jaw ached and the muscles of her tongue burned, but she kept herself in the perfect position for Nancy.

Nancy's breaths became sharp and stuttered. Finally, the walls of her cunt fluttered and clamped down on Robin's fingers as she rutted her hips uncontrollably against Robin's face, coming with a loud moan.

She let go of Robin's head in the aftermath, and her hips fell back onto the bed. Robin removed her fingers and licked around Nancy's entrance, cleaning up some of the mess. She would've kept going, maybe forever, but Nancy gently tugged at her hair, pulling her up.

"That was amazing, Robbie," Nancy panted. She kept pulling on Robin until they were face to face, Robin's arms bracketing either side of Nancy's head. She pulled Robin down into a kiss, licking her own juices off of Robin's face.

"Did you like it?" Nancy asked.

"Yes," Robin sighed. She didn't think she was capable of more words than that.

"Can I take care of you now?"

Robin nodded. Nancy deftly switched their positions, pushing Robin back onto the bed and looming over her. Her hand slid into Robin's panties as she kissed her way down Robin's body. Her mouth paused along the way to lave over each of Robin's nipples as a finger slid into Robin's cunt. Robin arched her chest up into Nancy's mouth.

Nancy's finger shifted to massage against Robin's g-spot as she got to Robin's belly button with her mouth. She used her free hand to pull Robin's underwear down and expose her clit, all while keeping her other hand inside of Robin.

Nancy sucked Robin's clit into her mouth and Robin was gone. The most intense orgasm of her life tore through her body. She screamed incoherently as the pleasure made her white out.

Nancy was still gently licking at her when she came back to herself.

"Oh my god, I'm sorry," Robin mumbled, her face going red with embarrassment.

Nancy looked up and tilted her head to the side. "Why are you sorry?"

"I came in like, two seconds. Like I'm a desperate 15 year old boy or something." Robin put an arm over her eyes, trying to block out what she knew must be Nancy's disappointed expression.

Nancy moved up her body and pulled Robin's arm off her eyes. Robin looked at her. She didn't look disappointed. She was smiling.

"You're being ridiculous. It's not a bad thing to come fast. The only downside is you're just feeding into my ego, which was already pretty big if we're being honest."

"It should be big," Robin announced. "You're the best thing that ever happened to this world."

Nancy laughed like it was a good joke, but Robin hadn't been joking. Nancy lay down on top of Robin, her head on Robin's chest, and wrapped an arm around her waist. "Besides," Nancy said, "we've got a whole weekend in this room. I'm sure my mouth will get plenty of quality time with your pussy."

Robin could already feel renewed arousal stirring in her lower belly. This was going to be a really good weekend.