Beloved rival - chapter 2

 

Beloved rival - chapter 2

Melanie was back in Germany two weeks later. The tears she shed in the hospital that day were long forgotten. Dressed only with a bikini, she lay in the garden of her parents' family home and read a book. The sun was shining and her working parents were out of the house as usual.

The girl leafed lost in her book. Books had the great advantage that they could be chosen and that they rarely caused pain. If you didn't like them anymore, or you wanted to do something else, you could just close them and put them back on the shelf. Melanie enjoyed this freedom as she enjoyed her vacation. In the fall she would leave home and study somewhere in peace. She would leave her old life behind. The thought alone put a smile on her face. Her fingers unconsciously slid through the red-brown hair, which fell open over her shoulder.

Her previous life was not exactly marked by highlights. Celina was not the only one with whom she was in a fight. Melanie had also waged a bitter war with wich himself for years. She was too fat. At least that's how she felt. She was too lazy, at least that's what her parents said when she brought only a 3 home in math. It was not a concrete dissatisfaction that tormented her. Melanie was actually quite successful, but she often felt unhappy.

Maybe she just wasn't made to share happiness with other people. The moments when she was happy were almost exclusively moments when she was not dependent on other people. She hadn't found any real friends in her entire school days. A few times there were acquaintances whom she had helped with her homework or with whom she had gone to the cinema. Once there was even a boy, who was interested in them. However, these were all just moments in their lives without these moments really meaning happiness for them.

The ringing in the house tore Melanie out of her thoughts. It was probably her mother who came home from work in the hospital earlier and her key, as so often forgotten. She put aside her book, which had brought her no real distraction from melancholy thoughts this afternoon, and went through the balcony door to let her slightly forgetful mother in.

***

Celina looks surprised when Melanie only opened the door to her, dressed in a purple bikini. Melanie's breasts were really lavish for a girl her age. For a moment, Celina, who was slightly smaller than Melanie, stared at the massive forms of female beauty that swollen out from under the slightly too small top.

"Hello Celina," Melanie said in surprise. Celina wore an open blouse and a tank top and jeans underneath. She had thrown her backpack over her shoulder, which she had previously misused as a schoolbag.

"Um, hello Melanie," replied Celian, who first had to call for order. She didn't really stare at another girl's breasts.

"What, ... what do you want?" Asked Melanie, unconsciously brushing her fingers through her open hair. The cooling shadow of the hallway compared to the summer sun made her shiver a little in her bikini. It was a legitimate question. Celina had never visited her. Actually, no one from school had ever visited her at home.

"Oh, me, I wanted to bring your books back to you and apologize for my mother's behavior."

"Thank you," Melanie murmured in amazement. She really hadn't expected that. "Do you want to come in?"

"Yes gladly."

***

The house where Melanie lived with her parents was a modern prefabricated house that had only been built 7 years ago. On the ground floor were the light-flooded living rooms, while on the first floor were the bedrooms of Melanie and her parents.

Her room had a sloping roof, which only filled one side with wardrobes and bookshelves, while on the other side her bed was directly under your skylight. At night it was often just there with the window open,and looked up at the sky for hours.

Celina was sitting on that very bed and grieving the mangas she had received from Melanie in the hospital. Melanie had actually written it off, but now she eagerly accepted it and immediately put it on a shelf in which a hundred others had already written these Japanese comic books.

"They can really pass the time," Celina started the conversation. "When I was in the hospital in Croatia and also on the way home, I read everyone. Tell me, the row, is there a sequel?"

"Which one?" Asked Melanie, who was a little surprised by Celina's sudden curiosity about her hobby.

She handed her a band from Strawberry Panic, one of her favorite series. It was about a girls' school and the relationships of the girls with each other in this school. This type of style was called Yuri among fans. She never thought Celina liked this kind. Actually, if she thought about it, she was even embarrassed that she had revealed this manga and thus part of herself to her, even if she had thought otherwise about it in Croatia at the time. There she wanted to give something of her shortly after saving Celina's life. Something personal.

"No," she shook her head. Unfortunately, it was damn difficult to get the series in Germany. When the series was up to date, Melanie had not yet been interested in this type of relationship story, and in the meantime you could leave a fortune with it.

Celina looked a little disappointed. That was it too. In the meantime she had also liked the sweetly told love story between the girls. It was not the first time that she had come into contact with it. "L-Word" was one of her favorite series, which she could only see in secret. Celina did not find herself a lesbian, even if it was a subtle thought. However, she knew very well that her relationships with boys had mostly been without a real feeling.

The fact that Melanie also liked such stories, albeit in a different form, made her inconspicuous for Celina. Her longtime rival was not as different as she always thought. Perhaps now that the school was no longer between them with its own very special rules, they could have a normal conversation. A strange thought, but she wasn't sitting on her enemy's bed at that very moment. Her parents hated each other. But Celina had thought a lot about it in the past few weeks. She was now 18 and was able to get an idea of herself. She felt grown up and thus questioned those pictures. Her mother's headless behavior in the hospital had probably finally shaken her up.

"But I have the anime series," Melanie finally said to the somewhat lost Celina. Fortunately, however, there was the Internet and it was able to download at least all the episodes of the associated anime series. "I can burn you if you like."

"Gladly." Both girls smiled.

Melanie drove up her computer and started fishing out a few empty blanks from the shelf next to her, while Celina rolled on Melanie's large bed and browsed the bookshelf attached to the head of her bed.

"You really like to read, don't you?" She asked casually.

"You don't?" Melanie replied.

"No time," Celina said.

"Can I understand.You were always very busy at school."

Celina looked a little confused. "Why?"

"Well, every time I saw you where, you were out with your clique. And what you said was always filled with your weekends and evenings."

"Not always," said Celina with a mischievous smile. She chewed briefly on her lip. "To be honest, Melanie. We also flunk you up a lot. Not just you. Actually all. Often we just sat around thinking about what we wanted to do. Often we just talked and then spent the ideas as actions at school. We wanted it, only we often couldn't. And at school we wanted to work cool."

"Why? Why didn't you do it if you wanted to"

"Our parents. You saw my mother. When I wasn't out of the disco at midnight, there was usually a lot of trouble. And the parents of the others were usually worse. But at school we didn't want, that we are considered philistines who listen to their parents. That's why I was so looking forward to the disco in Croatia." Now it was out. Celina had actually confessed the lie of life in recent years. She feared Melanie could laugh at her now, but she didn't.

"Sorry again that you couldn't go in there because of our stupid race." Melanie played uncertainly with her hair.

"I challenged you after all."

"But I didn't really want to go to the disco. I've never been right in one and I don't feel like it at all."

"Then why did you drive?"

"Because I wanted to defeat you. I just wanted to show you because you always made me look so old at school."

"You often made me look old. Your grades were often better than mine. What do you think, how jealous I was when the teachers praised you somewhere. To be honest, I often admired you for it. And that's why I was so mean to you."

Melanie sat down at the bed, still only dressed in her bikini. She smiled at Celine's confession and settled next to her. The bed was large enough so that both girls could lie comfortably across the bed. The fabric of her blanket was soft and warmed her slightly freezing body.

"Thank you for being so open," said Melanie with a smile that was Celina. "I think the thing about our hostility is buried with it, right?"

"Think," Celina muttered, looking at her. They had opened up to each other and suddenly the hostility had become a familiarity. "Friends?"

"Friends."

Both girls smiled. It was the end of an era and at the same time the beginning of something new.

***

"I wish I had such a big bed," Celina announced as she was leafing through another manga. However, she also wanted such a shelf. Celina liked mangas, even if this passion was never allowed to live openly. Her mother thought everything that was not labeled "Pedagogically Valuable" was dangerous for young people, and so Mangas, along with computer games and many other things, had been on her childhood ban list.

A larger bed had also fallen victim to her parents' tick. A large bed only leads boys to go with her in that and make her pregnant. At the same time, however, she allowed her daughter to go to discos in the evening because this promoted well-desired social contacts. Perhaps this incomprehensible train of thought showed her mother her thinking very clearly. She was just not in the 21st. Century. So she seemed to be a blatant opposite to Melanie's parents, who had probably fulfilled their child's wish at home. Seen in this way, Celina could really understand why the girl preferred to read here in bed rather than leave in the evening. Now that she knew Melanie's room, she envied it for it.

She sighed softly and turned on her back, looking through the open skylight to the sky, where the first clouds pushed over the previously beautiful sky. She was now surprisingly close to Melanie's half-nude body, which smiled a little when touched. This now turned to the side, so that the heads of the two were only a few centimeters away from each other. She felt Melanie's gentle breath when she said to her: "Unfortunately, we don't always get what we want."

Celina turned to Melanie and suddenly the girls looked right in the eye again. Out of movement, Celina put her hand on Melanie's waist and touched her delicate skin. It was an indescribably intimate closeness that had arisen from one moment to the next. Neither said anything, the situation was too confusing.

"But we can try," Celina finally murmured. Her hand was still on Melanie's waist. She had been around with boys a few times, so she had lost some of her shyness at this type of touch, while Melanie was unable at the moment, to protest against it. She enjoyed this unknown feeling too much when the girl's warm, delicate fingertips instinctively stretched down her thighs from her waist, before they went up again and made light circles.

Both girls didn't know what was happening to them right now. They knew each other for a long time, but they had never enjoyed being close to each other in this way. In the story that both had now read, they would kiss now. But this kiss would be a forbidden kiss. Her parents hated each other, they hated each other, and yet they both felt drawn to each other at that moment. All the rivalry, all the hostility of the past few years no longer existed here in this new reality.

Melanie got a little braver and now also put her hand on Celina's hip. She felt the denim and stroked the tender butt hidden underneath. He felt good, stretched out to her fingers, and almost seemed to have expected this touch.

Desires shone in the girls' eyes. They knew what they were doing and didn't know it at the same time. Like innocent children who tried something completely new. Without using the lips, they spoke soft words to each other. Who affirmed each other in it. They wanted it and didn't know what they wanted.

Her upper bodies pressed against each other. Just a delicate touch. Celina was able to feel Melanie's fleshy fruits, as they press against her awkwardly. The gentle caressing of the strange body was a completely new feeling. Feel naked skin. To experience the warmth of how the life of another being nestled so close to one's own.

Melanie got a little braver. She stretched her head forward and brushed her lips over Celina's sensitive skin. The warm breath of her breath was clearly felt, but she was still hesitant to touch the girl. She didn't dare to do with her lips what her hand had long done.

Celina closed his eyes and expected the kiss. She hoped Melanie's courage to take this step because she had never done it with a girl. Her whole body seemed to shake with expectation. You knew, yes, she had that. Her abdomen contracted with the thought. She could feel the moisture between her thighs without touching herself or even being touched. Melanie's warm girl breath brushed her cheek until the longed-for lips finally felt on her neck. A cozy shiver ran down her back. She bit herself on the lips to avoid subliminal groaning.

Yes, it was pleasure that had taken possession of her body. Lust and that require more. Melanie's touches were very different from those of the boys with whom she had already messed around. Melanie did not ask, but explored and Celina enjoyed that exploration. She suppressed any thought that wanted to get her mind back on board. She was not a lesbian, he wanted to say to herself, but she could not hear him.

In the smoke of that moment, Melanie became more and more brave. She was just breaking new ground. Delicious new territory that seemed to taste so wonderful. Yes, she tasted everyone's light kisses that weren't for her yet. She tasted the girl's skin, which she explored, and licked the salt on her skin. She had no experience, just listened to her feeling. While her hand was pounding the girl's butt, her fingers slid over Melanie's shame. Only the fabric of her bikini panties separated her.

Celina felt the little hairs under the panties of her new lover. With light, circular movements, Melanie now elicited a soft groan that could not suppress them. Again and again she slid up with her fingers until she stroked the bare skin of Melanie's soft stomach before slowly brushing down between her thighs and pampering her with it.

Unlike Melanie, Celina was fully aware of her sexuality. She had not only slept with boys, but also secretly read a lot about the love between women. However, when she became more and more brave and finally went under her panties with her fingers to caress another woman's down for the first time, it was a completely new experience for them too. Unlike her own, this was covered with a lovely down that tried to protect her sensitive labia. When she felt the column with her finger, her thighs opened like the leaves of a young bud. She stroked through the canal where some moisture had already formed and slid down to the asterisk before penetrating deeper into that damp realm with light pressure,as she wandered up to her pearl.

Fogged by all those unexpected feelings, Melanie dropped on her back. Your breathing went faster and faster. Her chest rose and fell. The gentle rubbing of her pleasure pearl almost robbed her of her mind. It was a completely new experience. From time to time she had caressed herself between the thighs, but it had never triggered this ecstasy in her. All too willingly, she pressed her basin towards that of her former classmate.

Celina took the initiative more and more. She rolled on Melanie. Her eyes met again. Expectations, lust and desire had wiped away all doubts. She brushed a strand of her curly hair out of her face and slowly leaned down to Melanie. For her part, she had wrapped her hands around her, and now stroked her new girlfriend's back and buttocks with both hands.

Celina bowed her head. Her lips came closer and closer. Her abdomen on Melanie's right thigh, he rested between hers. She longed to finally tear off the disturbing denim. She wanted to be naked like Lilith and Eva in paradise. She wanted to rub her skin against that of the other girl. She wanted to feel her warmth all to herself. But she also wanted something else.

Melanie chewed lightly on her lips as Celina's blue eyes approached hers more and more. This hand was still between her thighs. Her pleasure pearl was still rubbed and spoiled. A seductive veil of lust had been put around her. She was only too happy to open her lips when she felt the strange lips on hers.

Her first kiss was just an easy promise that quickly made you want more. Melanie put her hand on Celina's neck and now showed her clearly what she wanted. Her lips touched again. Desiring this time. Both girls covered each other's faces with fiery kisses. The lips became more and more wet until their tongues finally came to a first kiss, taking the girls' breath away. The girls' tongues circled ecstatically like horny snakes.

When Celina's lips detached themselves from Melanies, she still tied a thin thread as they struggled for air. Slowly, Celina slid down on her friend, covering her skin with countless kisses, while her fingers skillfully freed Melanie's breasts from the bikini. Making a woman's nipples in her mouth was another new experience. The girl's breasts were well developed. If she emphasized them accordingly, Melanie could certainly have looked at many boys. But Celina also enjoyed licking and sucking on the hardened meat of her nipples. She felt her friend's hand sliding through her curly hair. She heard the soft moan and accelerated the movement of Melanie's shame.

Melanie didn't just moan anymore, she was now whining with sheer delight. The shower of electrifying pleasure that made her body shake no longer let go, but literally forced her into her own ecstatic rhythm. She felt the fingertips dancing around her clit like boys were doing around the maypole here in the village. She guessed how Celina's snow-white teeth lay on her hard nipples and tugged at them. How a sweet pain was chased through her body in this way, as if to drive her crazy. Insane, that was probably the right word. She had long since fallen into it and when Celina broke away from her nipples and slowly wandered deeper between her thighs, Melanie knew that from now on there was no going back.

With a quick movement of the hand, Celina Melanie's panties brushed off her thighs. She did not resist, since she was no longer in control of her senses for a while. She smiled when she saw the red-brown down between the greedily open thighs for the first time. When masturbating, she had often dreamed of what it was like to lick another woman's shame. She often had the faces of well-known actresses or models in mind while she had caressed her pearl herself. Now it was different. She looked at the swollen labia, a girl who was once so hated by her, who struggled with pleasure under her. Celina brushed his blouse and top off his body and opened her jeans.

Full of curious expectation, Melanie looked at that spectacle while lying on her back with her thighs open. She didn't have to wait long, then Celina lowered her head again and slid between Melanie's bent legs. She smelled the scent of her vagina, inhaled it before walking deep through the girl's sex with her tongue. Immediately she heard a loud moan, which was only cautiously suppressed.

Melanie put her hand back in Celina's hair while placing the other on her breasts. She stroked herself and stroked Celina, who in turn roamed Melanie's damp ford with her tip of the tongue. Again and again she hiked from the Pospalte up to the Kitzler, whom she then passionately circled. She continued to advance wild ecstasy in her playmate's body, causing her to torture her own nipples just to further increase her own lust for wool.

However, Celine's hands did not remain idle. While licking her friend's crevice, she stroked herself between her thighs. One hand played around her own clitoris, while the middle finger of the other bore herself into her dripping hole. She greedily licked the salty nectar of her lover with her tongue. He tasted of lust, desire, everything she wanted.

The almost naked girls' bodies now danced like wild snakes on the big bed. Wildly, Celina's ass stretched into the air as she fingered herself. Her own pleasure juice dripped down her slender thighs. She rubbed her clit faster and faster. She licked Melanie's pearl faster and faster. She drifted her own finger deeper and deeper into her hole until she was suddenly caught by violent twitches that almost robbed her of consciousness. But not only was she carried away by the ecstatic lust. Melanie's body no longer held out that constant fire of passion. For the first time in her life, the girl now had an orgasm in her own nursery. An orgasm through another woman's tongue. It was a wonderful feeling that arose in her abdomen,which then seemed to continue through her whole body until every fiber of her body was filled with happiness. Luck, yes, that was all she felt at that moment, as she groaned her fingers through Celina's hair.

When Celina regained consciousness, she was in Melanie's arms. A thin blanket covered her intertwined bodies. Everything looked so surreal. Even time had become an elusive being. She could already see the first stars through the skylight above them. It was probably late evening. Celina's mother would be sure where her daughter was. It was the same to her. She was in a place where she felt so strangely safe. She writhed in the arms of her beloved rival, pressed her naked body to the young woman's female breast, which at that moment seemed to be the new center of the universe.

Melanie noticed that she had woken up and lovingly stroked Celina over her bare back. "It was beautiful," snapped Melanie.

"Yes," muttered Celina, who was still a little confused by the events. She enjoyed being held by Melanie and lost herself in her sweet closeness.

Neither dared to continue speaking. Everyone was afraid to say something wrong, and maybe lose something they had just found. So they lay wrapped around all night to say with their bodies what they didn't dare to say.