Part 5

This was it, thought Ellie. She still couldn't shake off the idea that this was some sort of dream. There were so many things happening now that had happened before, but were now completely different. Rachel had been in Ellie's bedroom so many times before; they had shared Ellie's bed so many times before – but now it was different. Now they were a couple. Officially. Now they weren't just about to share a bed, but they were about to sleep together. And maybe – probably – hopefully – more than just sleep. Waiting was worth it.
Rachel sat down on Ellie's bed and looked up expectantly at Ellie. "D'you want to help me with my dress?" she asked, her voice a cute mix of alluring innocence.
Ellie was suddenly nervous and she couldn't work out why. She slowly sat down on her bed next to Rachel, who turned slightly to allow Ellie access to her back. As Ellie moved her hands close to the zip on Rachel's dress, she moved her head close too, taking in the scent of the squirrel; the earthy, leafy scent that Ellie was used to smelling, but was now like a whole new experience; mixed with the subtle perfume that Rachel had put on for the evening. The smell made her excited, her body reacting with subconscious effort to the sexual connection between the two girls. She resisted the urge to completely tear the dress off her lover, and simply, slowly, sensually, pulled the zip down the back, revealing Rachel's back. She used one paw to gently lay Rachel's tail down on the bed, and with the other caressed the bare fur. 
Rachel's eyes were closed, and with her deep breathing made a noise almost like a purr, but with occasional sudden exhales, almost – but not quite – like a stifled sneeze. "Keep going," she breathed. She took hold of her undone dress and pulled it down so her chest was visible. Ellie put her head on Rachel's shoulder, her paw moving from caressing her bare back around to the front where she started fondling Rachel's nipples. Rachel's breasts were still relatively flat, but her nipples were erect with arousal as Ellie's paw played with the small nub. With one paw, Rachel kept her balance on the bed; the other started stroking Ellie's hair, the curls from her fancy braid still in place even though Ellie had untied her hair as they entered her bedroom. "Mmmmm," she murmured. "I love you Ellie."
Ellie purred, the sound feeling like it was coming from somewhere deep within her. "I love you too Rach," words breathless with passion. "You need to help me with my dress now," she said. There was an unspoken agreement from Rachel, but neither went to do anything about it, instead staying in their current embrace. Ellie's other paw released Rachel's tail and moved around to the front of her body, trying – almost like it had a mind of its own – to reach down behind the pushed down dress of the squirrel and into the heavenly space between her legs. 
"No," Rachel said, taking Ellie by surprise as she reached down to push the badger's paw out of the way.
"No?" Ellie repeated, not sure what she had done wrong.
Rachel's voice was still breathy with passion, confusing Ellie even more. "No. Let me take my dress fully off first."
"Okay." Ellie reluctantly moved away from Rachel. She stood watching as Rachel stood off, pushing her dress down to the floor and stepped out of the discarded garment, still wearing her panties; pale blue to match her dress and with a small dark blue ribbon bow on the front.
"Turn around," the almost nude squirrel said to the still clothed badger. Ellie did so and Rachel approached to slowly draw the zip down the back of her dress. Slowly pulling the dress down her friend's body, she did the same as Ellie had done to her – moved her face close to the now bare fur and took in the fresh scent, familiar yet different, mundane yet intimate. As Ellie stepped out of the dress, Rachel reached up to unlatch her bra strap. With the strap removed, Ellie turned around, and the two girls, naked apart from their panties, faced each other for the first time since they'd closed themselves into Ellie's bedroom, Ellie's back to her bed, Rachel's back to the door. They looked deep into each other's eyes, as if they were searching each other's souls for permission to continue with what they had started. Their souls seemed to say 'yes' to each other at the same time; the two girls suddenly embraced each other, falling onto the bed as they did so, a strangely organised tangle of limbs, tails, hair, and fur. Paws and mouths exploring each other in frantic actions, incoherent sounds coming from their throats. Ellie's paws moved down from Rachel's back to her buttocks, and she started to gently knead them through the silky-smooth fabric, feeling the muscles tense and relax beneath her fingers, and the soft fur of Rachel's tail respond as she did so. For her part, Rachel moved her head down into Ellie's developing cleavage, pushing her snout into the gap between the soft pubescent badger breasts, taking in the scent, taste, and texture.
Ellie giggled as the tufts of hair on Rachel's ears tickled her cheeks, the movement of the giggling causing Rachel's head to move more, and so more tickling and more giggles. Soon it became like a game – Rachel using her ears to tickle Ellie's face, and Ellie not sure whether to embrace it or push her away. In the end, she pushed Rachel's head to the side, turned her head the other way, and sneezed, the abrupt motion eliciting even more giggles from Rachel; Ellie sniffed and joined in the laughter. Far from spoiling the moment, the sudden sneeze seemed to enhance it – the sudden shift in the girls' positions allowing for a different way to explore each other. Rachel's paw squirrelled its way into Ellie's panties, with Rachel subconsciously noticing the damp heat radiating from Ellie's body as she squirmed, almost as if she was trying to push herself against the soft fingers that now cupped her vulva.
The giggles subsided; instead soft, quiet moans came from Ellie as she felt her friend's paw explore her panties. She too noticed the damp heat between her legs, the tingling feeling growing. She had felt this feeling before when she had explored herself in secret. In fleeting moments she felt slight déjà vu, feeling almost explosive, suddenly remembering how she felt when she imagined Rachel wearing Jules' slutty maid costume. The actual one, the one that left very little to the imagination. And now she could see Rachel in it, and now she wasn't embarrassed at the thought. 
She pushed Rachel's head away. "We need to get these knickers off," she said breathlessly. Rachel didn't respond vocally, instead she grabbed hold of the waistband of Ellie's underwear, and pulled them down, not noticing the snap of elastic as it tore around Ellie's tail. Ellie lifted herself off the bed slightly to help with the strip, wanting to do the same with Rachel's underwear but unable to reach. Her thoughts of stripping her friend were disrupted by the unexpected feeling of the squirrel's snout spreading her legs out, the relative cold air of the room suddenly replaced by Rachel's hot breath entering her snatch. A squeak followed by an awkward giggle that turned into a gasp came out of Ellie's mouth as a brand new feeling washed over her – the feeling of Rachel's tongue against her already very sensitive lips. She was vaguely aware of the fur on her back bristling with excitement as Rachel's tongue started to push into her, but found her mind concentrating (as much as it could) on the growing feeling in her...
"OH MY GOD RACHEL PUSH THAT TONGUE DEEPER IN MY CUNT!!!" she yelled out, surprising both herself and Rachel with both the sudden outburst and the uncharacteristic crudeness. The rapidly shrinking still sane part of her brain was glad that her parents were out for the night and that Alex hadn't yet come home from the Dance, but the primal sexual part of her brain grabbed hold of Rachel's head and pulled it in to her. Despite Rachel's shock at hearing her usually quiet and reserved friend shout 'the C-word', she dutifully complied with the passionate cry, extending her tongue further into Ellie's body. 
Exploring her best friend's most intimate area with her tongue, Rachel found a small little nub, almost hidden but it seemed like it was trying to come out. She wasn't sure what it was, but found that whenever she tickled it with her tongue, Ellie would tense up slightly, push Rachel's head closer into her body, and make that strange gasp/squeak/moan sound she'd been eliciting more and more since that first tentative pawing of Rachel's. On a whim, she tapped the nub slightly with her teeth rather than her tongue. Again. And again. Now she started to gently nibble it, each time she did, Ellie made a stronger and stronger noise that was becoming difficult to describe.
"OOOoohhhhhmmmMMMmmyyyYYYYwWWWooooorrrRRRRRRdddddddddDDDDooOOonnnnnnn'ttttttttSSsssstttttttttooooOOOoooopppppppppppppPPPPPPPPppppppappsspparpapprrsshasfhadfsagghhsapparehascnaokoerepasnjklm............." Ellie cried out as her legs suddenly tensed up around Rachel's face, almost squashing it, and a sudden wave of pleasurable emotion passed through her, running from her head down her spine, her tail trying to expand but being squashed between her and the bed, and washed out of her body through her vagina and into Rachel's mouth. The tiny rational part of her brain that remained thought she might have peed into Rachel's mouth and suddenly felt guilty, but the rest of her mind simply concentrated on what she had felt. The wave of pleasure gave way to a light-headed feeling, and her legs relaxed, she let go of Rachel's head, and fell back onto her bed, breathing in short, sharp gasps, still vocalising the occasional squeaky moan.
Rachel felt the wetness come from Ellie's body and her initial thought was the same – that Ellie had peed on her in her excitement. But a swift sniff proved it wasn't urine; she wasn't sure exactly what it was but the taste was slightly salty, slightly sweet, tangy, but undoubtedly Ellie. She licked her lips as she saw Ellie collapsed on the bed, the fur between her legs wet with Rachel's saliva and... this mystery fluid. She wanted to dive back in there with her mouth again, not in a sexual way but to groom Ellie, to lick the badger's fur clean, the same way she was groomed as a kitten. She took the opportunity to remove her panties, noticing that they were also damp. On a whim, she tentatively took a sniff and a taste of the moisture. It was almost the same as the... yes, she would say it: the nectar from Ellie, but with subtle differences that made it certainly hers and not Ellie's.
"Wha... what the... that felt fucking amazing," Ellie said in gasps as she slowly returned to her senses. 
Rachel gave a wry smile. "I think it was an orgasm," she said, the word feeling strangely foreign to her lips. "And since when do you swear, Ells?"
"I can't think of any other words to describe it," she said dreamily. Then, with her mind mostly back to normal, cheekily said "Fuck. Cunt." Then burst into giggles.
Rachel joined in the laughter, and lay down on the bed beside her, sliding her arm under Ellie's head and pulling her into a hug.
"D'you want a go?" Ellie asked.
"No," Rachel replied contentedly. "Let's just snuggle for a bit."