More than friends

“Now get some sleep and we’ll talk some more in the morning.” Tara said as she kissed Dawn on the cheek. Dawn smiled and kissed Tara back on the cheek. “Sweet dreams” she said smiling as she disappeared into the hall leading to their bedrooms. Her stomach was still doing summersaults but now they were expressions of her joy.
Tara watched the young woman disappear down the hall and closed her eyes taking a deep breath to steady herself. It had been years since she had let herself feel anything for someone else. After the fall of Sunnydale she had taken responsibility for Dawn and moved them to Seattle to get away from the hell mouth and the strange things that seemed to happen around the rest of the Scoobies. Shaking her head to clear the tumble of thoughts she opened her eyes.
She got a bottle of water from the fridge and then stopped in the bathroom to brush her teeth and take care of business before she retired for the night. Normally she would have stripped off her clothes and then walked to her bedroom nude. She and Dawn weren’t usually shy around each other, but tonight she felt unusually modest in light of Dawn’s revelations.
A shiver of anticipation ran down her spine as she thought about what it would mean to be romantically involved with the girl, no woman she corrected herself, that she had known for so long. Her breasts began to tingle and she pulled her shirt over her head and dropped it on the floor. Her breath quickened as she began to fondle her breasts. Reaching back one handedly she released them from their satin constriction. The nipples perked in the open air of the room and she pinched them hard pulling them as far as they would stretch. She let go and they stood hard and tall. Shivering she traced the ring of small bumps that hugged the circumference of her areola. Biting her lower lip she rubbed her hard nipples and shivered again. She licked her thumbs and then fondled her nipples, delighting in the sensation of the air on the wet nubs.

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Dawn closed the door to her bedroom and exhaled a breath she hadn’t realized that she was holding. Tara didn’t hate her. She was going to be her girlfriend, maybe even her lover, Dawn shivered excitedly at the thought. She leaned back against the door and her cheeks flushed and her forehead broke out in a sheen of perspiration. She bit her bottom lip, a habit she had picked up from Tara, and slid her right hand down her panties rubbing her clit and let out a whimper. She tried to keep the volume down because she didn’t want Tara to hear her masturbate.
She pulled her hand out of her underwear and sucked on her middle finger to get it wet then plunged it back between her legs. She cupped her pussy in her palm briefly and rubbed her hooded clit with her palm, the words “Tara is my girlfriend” kept flashing through her mind, she jammed her moist finger into her tight pussy urgently and rubbed her inner walls. The feeling of her warm velvet soft pussy enveloping her finger was heaven.
Beginning to pump her digit hard she flicked her tingling and growing clit with each stroke and felt her pussy getting wetter by the second. She bucked her hips in sympathy with the sensations building in her core and barely heard the sound as her butt hit the door each time. A tiny corner of her consciousness registered the tingling of her nipples as they hardened and she felt a tingle race down her spine. She began to pant and issue tinny high pitched wines as she fucked herself urgently with her hand.
The constriction of the skirt and panties was becoming a problem and she reached back with her left hand and unzipped her skirt, sighing with relief as it fell around her ankles. She was beginning to sweat in earnest as she reluctantly pulled her finger out her pussy long enough the hook her thumbs in her panties whisk them down her legs and pull the purple shirt over her head. She unlatched her front latch bra and shivered as the cool air touched her hard nipples. She shrugged off her bra and licked her middle finger again, savoring the taste of her pussy.
Rushing to the queen sized bed in the corner of her room she jumped the last foot and twisting in the air she landed on her back, her perky tits bouncing impressively. She spread her legs wide and slid her finger back into her thrumming pussy. She was so wet now that she knew she would be sleeping in a wet spot but she was so happy she didn’t care. Abandoning the frantic pistoning motion she ground the heel of her hand into her throbbing clit and rubbed her g-spot in time to the pulsing contractions of her velvet pussy.

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Tara tip-toed past Dawn’s bedroom door, clad only in a towel the covered her from just above the nipple line of her still heaving breasts to barely the bottom of her butt cheeks. The down fall of being a tall woman. Hoping she hadn’t been too noisy in the bathroom, but she was so tense she had needed to release a little tension or she thought she would explode. A high pitched whining hitch of breathing caught her attention and she paused for a moment, blushing at what she heard.

~***~

“…Uhn, Uhn, Uhn, Yeah baby that’s it” Dawn mumbled incoherently as the first shuttering wave of her orgasm hit. Her eyes stared unfocused at the ceiling and she gasped for breath. “I’ve never cum that hard baby” she mumbled to no one, or so she thought.

~***~
Tara smiled. Apparently she wasn’t the only one that had needed to relax she thought.

~***~
Dawn’s body twitched occasionally as aftershocks racked her exhausted but very relaxed body. Her head lolling to the side as she fell into a very restful sleep.

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Tara continued on to her room, her cheeks warmed by the blush from what she had just overheard. It wasn’t the first time that she had overheard Dawn in the throes of an orgasm as she masturbated, but it was the first time that she had suspected she was the subject being fantasized about. Even in light of the nights revelations she was flattered at the idea that the young woman would find her sexy and attractive enough to masturbate about.
She knew that she was more attractive than she gave herself credit, for as her occasional lovers had tried many times to get her to believe, but given her upbringing it was hardly surprising that she still had self-esteem issues.
She continued on to her room and closing the door she dropped the towel and crawled under the single sheet that covered the bed. Thinking that the beautiful brunette could love her was exciting and terrifying at the same time. A single tear rolled down her over her nose and on to the bed as she drifted to sleep, a picture of Dawn’s brilliant smile the last thing that crossed her mind before unconsciousness claimed her.