It was nearly 5 months after my relationship with Gerry had gone wrong (see my previous story) and in all that time I had turned down every romantic approach by any guy. I just couldn’t take any more hurt. I had put on a bit of puppy fat as I slobbed at home every night and my mum’s best friend had said that I could go to her gym with her to get me out of the house. Obviously no body knew why I had stopped going out or meeting friends recently and I think they just kinda thought i was becoming a moody teen.

Mum’s friend, Sally was just one day younger than my mum and at 35 she looked fantastic and could easily pass for someone 10 years younger. She was an inch taller than me at 5ft 2, was very slim with a tiny bum and her boobs were a little bigger than mine, probably a B cup. Her hair was naturally wavy but she always used straighteners and her shiny black, shoulder length smooth hair always looked awesome. She was, and still is a very sexy looking woman. Her and my Mum had been friends since school and as kids we always called her Auntie Sally but now we were older she said she would beat the crap out of us if we carried on with that name in public. She said it made her feel old. I had always got on well with her and this was probably because she kinda reminded me of myself. She was only an inch taller than me and she was tiny built like me with small boobs and bum and because she was single she had about 6 holidays a year so always had a killer tan. Whenever we were out together or when I started going to the gym with her, I felt more grown up and I never thought of her as sumone over 20 years older than me. We were becoming best mates and after just a few weeks of going to the gym, I was feeling genuinely happy for the first time in months.

We went to the Gym twice a week. Sally was so fit she made me look like a slob and we would vary what stuff we did there. Some days we would play badmington and other times we would work the weights of go swimming or sometimes (if she was being cruel), we played squash. Damn I hate squash! If it doesn’t kill me by tiring me out then I come out bruised cos I aint fast enough to miss the speeding bullets that Sally fired at me! After a few weeks I lost the fat I had built up and I started to get some revenge on Sally. Not a lot, just some!

At the end of our sessions we would go to the showers and they had some private cubicles so I had my privacy and I always took my clothes in with me. Sally would use the bigger group showers and would sumtimes tease me for going into the private ones with comments like, ‘Ooh are we hiding a willy in your knickers Rach? Are you really a boy?’. I would throw a towel at her for being cheeky and we laughed about it. Once or twice I would catch little glimpses of Sally as she dropped her towel with her back to me when she was getting dressed. Most women got dressed in the communal areas and there were some pretty gross sights but Sally had an awesome body from the bits I saw. The first thing I noticed was that she had zero white bits so she obviously sunbathed nude or used tan cabins. The second thing was her bum. It was tiny, tight and perfect. At this point I will say to new readers of my stories, I had thought a little about the idea of being with another woman but only in passing. I had never really put a lot of thought to it. Even looking at Sally’s bum here, it was admiring a sexy bum just as a sexy bum, not with any animal instincts of raping her! However, something happened which begun the change in all that. A simple conversation got my hormone frenzied young mind thinking all sorts of bizarre things.

It started as an innocent question by me. I just asked Sally why she didn’t hav a boy friend. She answered, as cool as a cucumber, ‘Because I’m a lesbian Rach’

My mouth flapped like a fish for a good 10 or 15 seconds and even though I am quite intelligent and a good talker, the only thing that my brain could make my lips say was, ‘Oh!’

Sally laughed out loud. We were sat in the Gym café at the time and I was totally flustered. I don’t know why I should be that way, I spose it was just the surprise of someone I have known for so long having a secret like that. Well, the way she told me so casually, it wasn’t like it was some thing she WANTED to keep as a secret.

Sally asked me in a very concerned voice if I was OK with it and I finally found my voice but still when I look back, I could have been a bit more intelligent with my answer. I said, ‘Yeah, its cool, I just never guessed you were, err, well you know, I never knew u liked to, errrr, I never realized you wanted…. Oh crap, I’m cool with it Sally!’

Sally laughed again and hugged me and kissed my head. Only thing was, this time I got a tingle down my spine as she touched me. I didn’t let it dwell on my mind but when I went to bed that night I started to think about some of the friends that Sally had come to our house with over the years and how they must have been girlfriends and not just friends and when I closed my eyes, I started to think of her with them in bed. My mind played over and over the sight of her smooth tight bum at the gym and before 2 long I found I was rubbing myself at the thought and tasting my own juices from my fingers. I only brought myself back to reality when I moaned as my tongue tasted my pussy juices.

What the hell was I thinking? I hadn’t had these thoughts since I first really tasted myself when I was with Gerry. I dismissed it as just being over horny from missing Gerry still and I went off to sleep.

The next time I went to the gym, I knew my thoughts about Sally had changed. Every time I looked at her I couldn’t help thinking about her with friends over the years and what they had got up to in the bedroom. I even started to watch lesbian porn at home and looked for pictures and movies with small dark haired women that looked like Sally. It got even worse after 2 or 3 weeks when I realized that I had stopped picturing her with her friends. I had started to picture her with me!

Every time she touched me I felt tingles through my body and I felt my heart flutter when ever she walked into the room. At night I stopped kidding myself and I imagined her kissing me and stroking me and as I rubbed myself to orgasm, it was her hands or her tongue making me cum. I knew I was heading for disaster and I knew this would only end in tears. My tears.

It took me weeks of thinking about it, and building up the courage but I had to see her properly naked. The only way I could do this was to stop using the private showers at the gym. Every time I headed towards the communal ones, my bottle went and I stomped sulking to the others, but one day I didn’t have the choice. As I went round the corner to where they were, a sign hung across the passageway. The sign read, ‘Out Of Order’

My heart was beating at a million miles per hour and I truly felt sick with nerves and excitement as I walked into the showers where Sally was already soaping up with her back to me. We had just come from the pool so I was wearing my two piece swim suit. Feeling very shy about stripping, I quickly removed the swim suit and took the shower next to Sally.

Sally was clearly shocked as she saw me next to her and I quickly explained, almost apologizing, that ‘my’ shower was broken. Sally giggled and said, ‘Its OK you’re allowed in here too’

That humour relaxed me and I started to soap myself up. Even now though, as my hands brushed my nipples I imagined Sally washing me and I kept glancing across as she washed her beautiful body. Her boobs looked beautiful, slightly bigger than mine, with small dark nipples. I tried to keep my glances brief and natural and as the soap was washing down her body, it revealed a shaven pussy with very small protruding lips and after seeing all the porn on my computer, I wanted to get on my knees and lick her right there and then.

As I washed my hair, I thought that would be a good time to grab a sneaky peek at her delicious body again, and as I looked through squinted eyes, I got the surprise of my life. Sally obviously thought my eyes were tightly closed because of the soap and she had moved round and was looking at my body, licking her lips and she even moved her head down to take a closer look at my pussy! I felt myself get hot down there in a flash. Did Sally, the object of my dreams for the last month or so, want me? How the hell did I move forward from here? I was confused, lusting and not worldly wise enough to deal with this. But little did I know, someone else was also wondering how we could move forward as well.

As I finished rinsing my hair, Sally had her back to me again and I openly watched the water flowing down her lovely tanned skin. It was driving me mad with lust and I knew I would be wet ‘down there’ even after I had dried myself off after my shower. We both shut off the water and made our way back to the changing rooms.

Every time we had been there before, Sally had always turned her back to me as she got dressed, but this time she made no attempt to hide herself as we chatted. I think this got me into trouble as I couldn’t help myself. I kept looking at her perfect boobs and smooth pussy, but all the time trying to keep myself covered. (Damn my shyness). At one point I am sure Sally saw me staring at her pussy and I saw a little smile on her face and more than ever before, Sally made a point of touching my arm as we spoke and when I turned my back to her as I dropped my towel, her bum ‘accidentally’ rubbed against mine and I swear, just that little touch nearly gave me a climax. My head was spinning with all sorts of thoughts and hopes, I honestly think I was close to fainting because of it all.

When we finally got dressed, I told Sally that I would meet her in the café as I needed to pee and I sped off to the toilets. As I sat on the seat and put my hand to my pussy, I felt it to be soaking wet. My clit was harder than I ever remember it being before and it was almost too sensitive to touch and I moaned loudly as I began to rub. I put my free hand over my mouth as I heard someone else coming into the toilets but I simply couldn’t stop, I so needed to cum. Less than 30 seconds later I felt my whole body begin to shake and I don’t think my hand managed to muffle all of my groans.

After a few minutes, my shaking died down enough for me to clean myself up and I redressed, flushed and walked out of the cubicle, just as the other person in the toilets did the same. I felt myself blush immediately as I saw Sally walking out of the next cubicle. I KNOW she knew exactly what I was doing but she tried to save my blushes by asking very motherly if I was ok. I gave some fluff about being constipated, hence the groaning and she pretended that she believed me. I have never been so shamed. I walked out ahead of her and sat in the café, still blushing.

When Sally arrived, she did her best to change the subject and relaxed me quite a lot talking about all sorts of rubbish. When I felt a bit more relaxed, she got onto the topic of boys and asked if I had my eyes on anyone rite now. I blushed again but I twisted it round and asked if she had her eyes on any girls right now! It was her turn to blush and get flustered so I began to tease her and take the mickey out of her going red!

‘Come on tell me’ I said laughing

‘I can’t’ she squealed back at me

‘Well how can u ask me and expect an answer, but then don’t tell me anything? At least tell me about her’ I begged

Sally put her hands in the air and said, ‘OK OK she is a lovely sweet girl, a bit younger than me but really smart, really pretty, but I don’t think she would be interested in me’

I suddenly felt a bit sad for her, ‘Why do you think that?’

(just for the record, I DID kinda think she was talking about me but I was also scared in case I had read too much into it)

Sally looked a little sad as she replied, ‘Because I don’t think she is gay or bi and I would hate to lose her as a friend’ As she finished her sentence, she was looking deep into my eyes and I was sure I saw a bit of a tear forming there.

I put my hand on her arm and trying to sound as grown up as possible I said, ‘Well wasn’t it you who told me that there are times when you have to go with your heart not your head?’

Not another word was said on it, the subject was changed and as we left the gym I have never been so messed up, or understood less about what the hell had just happened. As Sally dropped me off at home, she pecked me on the cheek as usual and I wandered into my house. Later that night I signed into msn, hoping to catch Julie, my friend from school to take my mind off things. Julie wasn’t online, but no sooner than I had signed in, I message window popped up onto the screen. It was Sally.

Sally: Hey you!

Rachael: Hiya

Sally: Whatcha up 2?

Rachael: Nowt just bored and I guess I’m thinking about what we were talking about before. It’s a little sad that you feel you cant ask that girl out. (I was fishing for clues)

Sally: I didn’t say I can’t, I said I am scared to.

Rachael: Well is she a good friend?

Sally: Yes

Rachael: Does she know you are bi?

Sally: Yes

Rachael: So a good friend should take it as a compliment shouldn’t they?

Sally: Ha ha I wish it was that easy

Rachael: But why is it hard. I would take it as a compliment! (I was really fishing now – and feeling sick after I pressed send)

Sally didn’t respond for what seemed like forever

Sally: Really? Even if you weren’t gay or bi? (If I was right, this was Sally fishing back at me)

Rachael: Well maybe some people keep it a secret better LOL

Sally: Maybe they do LOL. Listen babe I got to run now, I will call you tomorrow. Hugs x x x x x

Rachael: Gnite Sally, hugs back at ya x x x

Sally: And thanks for the advice LOL, my new love life councilor LOL

Rachael: Gnite n yr welcome x x x

I was suddenly gutted that she had gone. Maybe I did get it wrong. If I was wrong, I really wanted to know which lucky cow it was that Sally fancied. Just as I was about to sign off, a message box popped up again. It was Sally

Sally: Just a thought, what you doing tomorrow?

Rachael: Nowt why?

Sally: Well I have those gift vouchers to spend and I wondered if you fancied coming shopping with me

Rachael: You need fashion advice 2?

Sally: Yeah I guess I’m useless LOL

Rachael: Well if you are buying lunch?

Sally: It’s a deal

Rachael: (I decided on one more fishing trip) A deal or a date? LOL

Sally: Both for you gorgeous LOL

Rachael: (I hate LOL on msn cos you cant tell if they are joking or not) Well you know me, I will go anywhere for free food. Do I get to try stuff on 2?

Sally: If you are nice I might even buy you sumthing!

Rachael: See you tomorrow then YAY!!! X x x x

Sally: byeeeeeeeeeeeee x x x x

Well I was either being taken on a date or going to help the gorgeous Sally buy clothes to impress a new girlfriend. I had a very restless night.

In the morning I had half of my wardrobe out trying to find something nice to wear. It was a warm spring day and I eventually went for a new, very short, Prada (posh bitch) denim skirt with a white t-shirt (no bra) and a cropped denim jacket (so mum wouldn’t notice I was not wearing a bra). I did my make up the best I possibly could and my hair was quite short at the time so I spiked it a little with Gel. I looked in the mirror and was happy that I was looking as sexy as I possibly could. My small nipples were clearly excited about the day with Sally and were poking as hard as they could, trying to escape from the T shirt. I prayed that it was me that Sally had the hots for or else I was going to look like a very cheap tart to her.

I was sat outside as Sally arrived in her little sports car and as I bounced over to her, her eyes opened wide and she said, ‘Wow, you look great Rach!’

I smiled and probably blushed a bit as I looked into the car to see her wearing a white summery dress, clearly not wearing a bra either as I could see a slight dark area as her breasts pushed against the thin material.

‘You look pretty hot yourself Sal!’ I replied as I jumped into the passenger seat. I leaned over to kiss her cheek as usual but at the last second, Sally turned her head and my kiss landed on her lips. It was only a quick kiss but her lips felt soft against mine and as I pulled back, we both seemed to have a guilty little smile on our faces. We said nothing and set off to the shopping centre.

It was a Saturday and the Trafford Centre was really busy. We wandered around looking in windows for a while and then we found a really nice boutique which sold fancy underwear and Sally dragged me inside. She picked out six pieces to take into the dressing room and like a kid she dragged me inside with her. As soon as she had drawn the curtain, she lifted the sundress over her head and stood in front of me in just a pair of white lacy panties. I was inches away from her beautiful body and I could immediately feel my pussy getting warm.. it was so hard to keep a calm voice as I watched my beautiful older friend trying on clothes when all I wanted to do was reach out and touch her. I even asked her if she was going to wear one of these outfits for her new lady friend. She only giggled and ignored the question so I didn’t push it.

After she had tried them all on, she asked which I thought was the best and I said the sexiest one was the black teddy and the prettiest was a more delicate white one. She said she would buy those two. Then she asked if I had any fancy lingerie and I told her I didn’t. She then dragged me back to the racks and grabbed another half a dozen outfits which I knew were too small for her boob size. We went back to the changing room and as the curtain drew closed, Sally just stood watching me. She obviously saw the questioning look on my face and then told me that these outfits were for me to try. I tried to protest but she insisted so I stripped down to my white panties, praying there wasn’t a damp spot (there wasn’t) and then Sally helped me into the assorted underwear items. I was a bit shocked (and a lot turned on) as a few times, Sally adjusted my small boobs in the bra pieces to make me look the best in the underwear. Eventually, I had on a sexy black one identical to the one she had tried on and as I stood back and Sally just said, ‘You look amazing in that one’ As I looked in the mirror I had to agree and I barely noticed as Sally moved behind me and put her arms around my front onto my belly. I opened my eyes as she pulled me closer to her. We were looking at each other in the mirror and both had a half smile. I turned to face her. I asked her the one question I had wanted to ask all morning.

‘Am I the girl?’

Sally kissed me on the lips. Slightly longer than when I got into her car, but still merely a peck and then, looking deep into my soul she said, ‘Of course it’s you’, then we kissed properly.

As Sally pressed her lips properly against mine, the softness and the tenderness made me melt into her arms. My only other passionate kissing was with Gerry which was unbelievable but in a tough and firm way. Sally’s lips were so soft and then her tiny tongue flickered around my lips and teeth and tongue and I felt instantly high. In addition, her hands were caressing my back through the material of the black teddy and then they moved down to my bottom. Her touch was so light I could feel the goosebumps all over my body as if my skin was all calling to her to be touched in the same way. I became lost in my emotions and completely forgot we were in a High Street shop changing room and it was probably not the best place to be this emotionally charged. Sally brought me to my senses as she whispered that we should probably make our way back home. My breathing was heavy and my head was dizzy and when Sally asked if I was OK and if I needed help to get dressed, I just nodded.

I felt Sally undo the clips holding the teddy in place and I felt the lacy cotton fall away from my body. I then moaned loudly as I felt her hot lips around my nipple and then struggled to stay quiet as i felt her breath moving lower down my belly and then as i felt her pull at the front of my panties I completely lost the ability to make any noise at all. My whole body was shaking as I felt her tongue make one sweep up my pussy and then my panties snapped back. She then quickly helped me dress but I was still in a daze right up to the point that we reached the car. After Sally threw the bags in the boot, she jumped in the car next to me, held my face in her hands and kissed me deeply again. As she pulled away she said, ‘Rachael, my dear sweet Rachael, i have wanted this for so long, you just wouldn’t believe it’. She then fired up the engine and set off for her house. From her first kiss to arriving at her door, I realised I didn’t say a single word. It was only later when I asked her how she knew I was OK with it, she told me that I had a smile on my face which looked like it had been super glued in place!

As we walked into the house and closed the door behind us, I turned to face Sally and looked into her beautiful dark eyes and said, ‘I am so happy it was me! I mean, I have never done anything like this before with a girl but you make me feel so …. I don’t know, just that you make me feel so ….. wanted?’

Sally smiled, ‘I want you more than you can ever imagine, come with me’. With that she led me to her bathroom and delicately undressed me and herself and turned on the water in her large shower. She pulled me under the water and we kissed with the water splattering our faces like warm rain. My hands immediately explored her silky smooth back and I eagerly moved them down to her firm tiny bum. As my hands roamed, Sally cooed her pleasure and I then slowly brought my right hand up her side and slowly round to her perfect breasts. As my and touched her erect nipple for the first time, indeed as I touched the first breast other than my own for the first time, I knew that this was where I was meant to be. I never wanted to let go of this woman and her kisses on my neck were driving me wild. I pulled Sally’s face to my own and I pushed her back against the tiled wall and kissed her passionately as I stroked her boobs and her belly, slowly working my hand to her shaven slit.

I was new to making love to a woman but I had touched my own pussy enough times to be confident of finding all the right buttons. Because of our passionate kissing I decided to attack rather than tickle her pussy and the gasps from Sally said I was doing ok. I kept her pinned to the wall and at no point did she seem to want to push me away, instead I felt her caressing my nipples delicately, teasing them till they were rock hard and super sensitive under her touch. We were both so highly charged, I guessed that it would not take long for my assault on her clit to bring her to orgasm and I was right. I felt her lips begin to tremble as I kissed her and then I felt her legs begin to shake and then she wrapped her arms around me and I felt her whole weight on my shoulders as her legs gave way and her moans became cries of pleasure. I slowed my rubbing to a caress, keeping her orgasm flowing for as long as I could and I held her tightly until she got back the ability to stand up. She looked me deep in the eyes and smiling she asked, ‘Are you sure you haven’t done this before?’

‘Only to myself!’ I replied and continued to kiss my sexy friend.

After only a few more kisses, Sally spun me around so I was now with my back to the tiles, and with an evil grin she told me it was my turn to suffer! I remember thinking that if this was suffering, I was prepared to give it a go for a century or two!

She pinned my arms to the wall as her eager kisses hit my lips, my neck and my shoulders. She then moved lower, switching between nibbles and kisses as she hit my small but excited boobs. She then moved lower and the anticipation of what was coming made me start leaking hot juices from my pussy, but not many of them escaped as I felt Sally plunge deep into my hole with her tongue and then her tongue became like a frenzied snake attacking my insides. Her tongue was soon joined by several probing fingers and then i felt another finger pushing at my bum hole. I had to reach for the shower rail to keep me from falling over and with my other hand I grabbed a handful of Sally’s hair to stop any chance of her escaping from the pleasure she was giving me right now. Gerry had given me some incredible oral sex in our time together, but Sally felt like she was in my mind as well as my wet pussy and I almost felt like me feet were not even on the ground. From her first touch, an orgasm was never going to be very far away and with her fingers deep into both of my holes and her tongue trying to break a world record for flicking my button, an explosive climax soon hit me like a car hits a fly and my grip on the rail failed and we ended up in a pile in the bath. Sally’s tongue and fingers never left my body and my screams of pleasure and my begging to stop as I couldn’t take any more were ignored as my body twisted and flexed in agonising pleasure. When she eventually stopped, I quite simply could not move. Sally merely took the shower Gel and slowly washed and caressed my pleasure soaked body. A full five minutes passed before I sat up, still shaking and twitching from my orgasm.

‘Shall we go to my room?’ Sally asked softly

Again my ability to speak had been removed from me by this raven headed goddess so I merely nodded. She wrapped me up in a big fluffy towel and led me towards one of the most satisfying and rewarding parts of my life.

As I entered Sally’s room I was still floating on a cloud of pleasure. She guided me to the cushion filled bed and then stood behind me and whispered, ’Do you trust me?’

I felt a little nervous at this question, but the fact was that I adored Sally so I just nodded. With that, she grabbed a towel from the bedside table and lay it on the bed. She then told me to lay on the bed with my bum on the towel and to close my eyes. I did as she asked and I heard her pad out of the room and then came back a few minutes later. I started to lift my head and she told me quickly not to look. She then opened a drawer close to my head saying, ‘I guess you are 2 nosey and we will have 2 help you 2 keep your eyes closed!’

With that she lifted my head slightly and put a soft blindfold on me. I started to giggle as this started to feel a little kinky all of a sudden and as I had already discovered, kinky meant fun and new experiences. I was not going to be disappointed this time either. Almost immediately, I felt Sally’s fingers stroking and caressing my soft pubic hair and then slowly rubbing my pussy lips and then I heard a buzzing like my own dildo. Without thinking I opened my legs a little which caused a lot of laughter from Sally who slapped my bum, calling me a ‘little tart’. I soon discovered why. I felt the buzzing against my pubic area and then heard the more distinctive noise of, not a vibrator, but a set of hair clippers! Sally was shaving my pussy!

‘Oh my god, you are shaving me!’ was all I could say and as we both realised I had just stated the obvious we both fell about laughing and Sally had to stop shaving until we had both calmed down a bit. All the time she was ‘buzzing’ me I was giggling as it was tickling me and as she turned off the machine, I discovered the reason for the towel. She pushed my legs apart a little more and then she squirted on some shave foam and gently caressed it into the skin. The giggles stopped quickly then because her touch was magical and she seemed to set every nerve on fire as she massaged the foam into my now stubbly hair.

Even as she drew the razor across my skin, she kept a thumb against my hard clit, stroking and teasing. After each stroke of the razor, I felt a finger follow behind, checking for missed hairs, stroking, loving and teasing. I never wanted this to end as these feelings were all new to me. Ever since i was sexually aware, I had hair down there, so to suddenly feel all smooth was deliciously awesome and from the noises I was making, Sally seemed determined to make sure this was an extra special experience for me. As the shaving was coming to an end, Sally was using moisturising cloths to clean off the last bits of soap (good tip that for guys or girls) and she could obviously hear that she had got me quite close to orgasm already so she turned the clippers back on, resting the buzzing machine against my clit as she buried two fingers deep into my pussy, curling them forward to hit my G spot. My body lifted up automatically as she took me to an almost instant high and I yelped with the incredible mix of tingles and sparks and it was only seconds before I hit the orgasm she had worked so hard on building for me. My giggles returned. They were ones of joy, pleasure and sexual fulfilment and they would be the nature of my giggles for all the time I spent with Sally.

As my orgasm subsided, I felt Sally’s kisses on my chest and neck, slowly working their way up to my lips. I kissed her greedily and threw my arms around her neck. As we kissed, Sally took my hand and placed it on my own pussy and told me to feel for myself. It felt marvellous and snooth and I automatically started to rub my pussy as Sally started to caress my boobs and pinch at my nipples. I started to move my hand away and she told me off and said, ‘keep going, that is so hot!’ so I did. Sally then moved away from my and took my free hand and put it to my own boobs. I got the message and I started to squeeze and pull on my tits as I do when I am alone. My hand on my pussy was getting faster and with the blindfold my mind was creating all sorts of wild fantasy images which make the best masturbating experiences. I felt an orgasm rising and I only half heard noises beside me as I was so into pleasuring myself for Sally’s eyes and my moans were obviously telling her that I was close to coming and she told me to stop. My noises of despair were met with a little laughter but also with kind words telling me that I would be thankful. I was very confused but I felt her climb onto the bed between my legs, my pussy throbbing for attention and then, all of a sudden, I felt a large cock plunge deep inside my hole!

I gasped in shock and fear, who the hell was in with us? The cock had pounded me deep three times before I managed to rip the mask off my eyes. I expected to see a large guy on top of me, but no. It was Sally and as I looked down, she had this very strange looking harness thing on with, what turned out to be, an 8 inch lifelike dick attached to it. My new girlfriend was fucking me like a guy and as the shock disappeared, I realised it was pretty damn good. I pulled her to me, pinching hard on her nipples as she kissed me and her thrusting got faster. After a few minutes of quite violent thrusts, the orgasm I had started on myself, came out in full and my only disappointment was that I wasn’t going to get a pussy full of man cum at the end of it. (I knew it wasn’t a good idea to say that to Sally so I didn’t)

As Sally pulled the big dick from me, I decided to show off a little. I lay her on her back and started to lick my juices off the rubber cock. It was quite amazing as to how real it felt, not at all like the hard plastic of my toys at home. I started to suck on the fake dick and then I opened my throat and forced it right down until my nose touched Sally’s belly. I held it for a second and lifted back off and she clapped me saying she was well impressed. I explained how I had practiced on my toys so I could impress Gerry and I had discovered that I didn’t seem to have a gag reflex (I think that’s the right name for it) and I found it quite easy.

As I recovered from my orgasms, Sally asked me what I thought of my new smooth look and I stood in front of her bedroom mirror and smiled. She asked me again what I thought and I walked back to the bed, kissed her and said, ‘I think it looks great but it’s more important to me that you like it and continue to look after it like you have done so far today!’

Sally hugged me back and said, ‘For as long as you let me Rach! I’ve wanted you for a long long time and I don’t plan on letting you go’

‘Well I aint going anywhere’ I held her tight, knowing I wanted her more than anything, but also realising I had done very little for her yet despite how much I wanted to. I decided it was her turn to be pleasured with my mouth. I had never done this before but I knew my eagerness would make up for my inexperience. I slowly unbuckled the strap on cock and threw it to the floor. All the time, Sally said nothing. I straddled her sexy body and began my kisses from the tip of her nose, across her lips, down her neck, down her perfect tits, and as I was moving down her belly, she gasped, ‘Oh my God, you are about to make every dream I’ve ever had come true’

I just smiled and moved to her perfect, moist slit.

I felt Sally tense up as my kisses moved lower. This was my first time licking a pussy. It was the first time licking the pussy I had been dreaming about at the gym. I was determined to make her pleasure perfect. I wanted to savour every sweet second.

My kisses moved down the smooth tanned skin beside her small pussy lips. Between each kiss I gave a little twirl of my tongue on her flesh. Each time my tongue moving closer to the most sensitive part of her body, her gasps and her trembling increased until she yelled at me, ‘Lick me, for God’s sake Rachael, please lick me, I cant take this any more’

I chuckled to myself as I flicked my tongue from left to right across her swollen lips. Each contact causing a jump from her body and then suddenly, I plunged my tongue deep into her hole and my open mouth covered the top of her lips and clit. She groaned with pleasure as i licked hard then soft and then added two fingers to her hole to add to the pleasure.

Her taste was amazing, very similar to my own which is almost sweet in flavour. I could drink from her forever and my first pussy licking seemed to be going down well as Sally grabbed handfuls of my hair, holding my head in place on her rock hard clit. I began to nibble it as well and that caused a scream from my victim. At first I thought I had hurt her until she demanded I do that again. I did. Many times!

I could feel my face was wet from Sally’s juices and I was in a pleasure world of my own. I was satisfying this gorgeous woman and she wanted me. I felt like I belonged here, I never wanted this day to end and I must have been daydreaming a little because I nearly fell off the bed as Sally began to buck like a scared horse as quite a violent orgasm ripped through her slim little body and I pushed my face deeper into her, my tongue as deep as I could reach, lapping up the large amount of juices I was causing to flow from her honey pot. I kept licking until she begged me to stop as she couldn’t take any more for now.

Sally lay there panting and I crawled up the bed and kissed her. She had a contented smile across her face and her eyes were closed. I gently stroked the hair out of her face and then slowly traced my fingers over the near perfect skin of her shoulders and then ran them down to her bullet like nipples. Her body was perfect to me and it was hard not to touch.

As I looked to the side of the bed, I saw the discarded strap-on cock and I hopped off the bed and picked it up. I stepped into the leg holes and pulled it up and fastened the belt. As I looked in the mirror it looked kinda freaky. Here was me, a small, young girl with milky white skin, small but nice boobs, nipples hard with the excitement of the day and a fat 7 inch lifelike cock sticking out in front. I just stared at the vision in the mirror and automatically took the dick in my hand and started to stroke it. It felt so natural to do and I jumped as Sally came behind me and kissed my neck. Her hand came around and started to caress my breasts and her other hand had a bottle of lotion which she squirted onto my new penis. Suddenly my stroking became much smoother and really felt like a proper cock. I could feel my own pussy getting wet with excitement and as soon as she had arrived, Sally moved away from me. I turned to see her bent over her dressing table, her eyes fixed on mine in the mirror and a cute little smile on her face. I walked slowly over to her and stroked her tiny, sexy bum, all the time stroking my cock. As I got closer I teased both of her holes with it, finally resting it against her pussy. Sally closed her eyes and I watched intently as her lips stretched to take the width of my tool as I slid it fully into her with one slow movement. She cooed as it reached full depth and immediately I started to pump in and out of her. This felt so odd but so damned sexy. I was fucking a girl. I was a girl, fucking another girl with my big cock.

After the first few thrusts I realised that there a part of this strap on that was stimulating my own clit as I banged into Sally. I was getting wetter with each stroke and knew I was going to hit my climax very quickly and my moans were matching Sally’s as the dressing table shook with each lunge forward. Sally had her hand rubbing furiously on her own clit and we truly came together. I slumped over Sally as we both panted like dogs with our orgasms and I slowly removed my cock from her pussy with a very wet ‘plop’. We helped each other over to the bed, I removed my maleness, and we climbed under the sheets together. We drifted off into a very contented, very relaxed sleep.

When we awoke, we kissed for a while and then went downstairs for some food. We sat on the settee and talked for the next few hours about pretty much everything. I asked her if my mum knew she was gay. Sally said that my mum knew, but also made it very clear that she had never experimented with my mum. Sally also pointed out that she wasn’t completely gay and that every now and again she visited her ‘fuck buddy’ for a great time (more on that later) and since she had her heart broken about 10 years ago, she has been reluctant to have a proper relationship. She obviously saw my face drop when she said that and she pulled my face close to hers, kissed me and said, ‘Rachael, I have wanted you for a long time and I am saying to you now, I want YOU to be my girlfriend. As long as you want me!’

‘I want you so bad Sally, it hurts’ was all I could say before we hugged so hard i couldn’t breathe. We were silent for a long time after that, just holding each other, both knowing that my age was going to cause us all sorts of problems with my Mum in particular. We did discuss that a lot that day, working out how we could make it work and we both truly wanted that to be the case.

We also talked about Sally’s insatiable appetite for sex and her needs for new and exciting times but with the emphasis on loyalty. The ideas that she told me about, and the stories of her past got me so horny, I demanded she lick me out again before we could finish the conversation. She told me of 3, 4 or more girls at once in one bed, lesbian parties, bi sexual orgies and so many other stories. I said I was nervous about doing that kind of stuff but if she was with me I would love to maybe try it one day.

I didn’t realise that ‘one day’ was a lot closer than I had planned, and the ‘other girl’ would be my very best friend from school. Not only my very best friend, but my very straight, very best friend.

The first six weeks of my relationship with Sally were like Heaven and Hell. When I was with her, she made me feel so loved and special but when we were apart, I felt like my heart was breaking and I was always trying to find any excuse to go round to her house. My mum started to get concerned that I might be getting on Sally’s nerves by being around all the time but Sally told her that she loved having me there like a little sister and I was welcome 24/7.

Our love making just got better every time we did it and after about 2 weeks we declared to each other that we were in love. I know I said I had loved Gerry, and I truly did, but this was something even bigger and whenever I looked into Sally’s eyes, my stomach fluttered and I just wanted to grab her and not let go. The odd thing though, was that we had started to talk a lot about orgies and group sex and I didn’t feel any jealousy at the idea. The only thing that was stopping me was nerves and a bit of a lack of self confidence. I know that’s a bit immature but it was hardly surprising.

Another problem we had was whenever we were together at my house. I had to sit on the opposite side of the room and deliberately not look at Sally. There was one time when we were sat next to each other and neither of us noticed we were sat holding hands and when I got up to go to the bathroom, and I leaned in and pecked her on the lips! We checked round the room quickly but everyone was glued to the Harry Potter film on the TV, thank God!

We knew this would be put to the test again when there was a party at our house for Halloween. Me and Sally had got ready at her house and because we are almost identical build, we both came as slutty devil twins. Our make up was pretty awesome and because we were whited up, we did look very much alike. My mum told me and Sally off cos we were showing quite a lot of boob and bum cheeks but eventually she calmed down and said our outfits were good. All the guys at the party seemed to like our outfits too. The idea of the twins meant we could be hanging off each other all night but the downside was Sally whispering rude stuff in my ear all night and I had to keep going to the bathroom to dry myself!

My best friend from school, Julie, also came to the party. Julie knows everything about me and the same the other way round. She knows that Sally is my girlfriend and she knew all about Gerry. She gets a bit snotty when I talk too much about my love making with Sally and I kinda guessed she is just that bit too straight to appreciate how someone can be bisexual. I respect her though and would never do anything to hurt her. Julie came to the party as a dead nurse. Well, a dead and slutty nurse! She has a much nicer figure than mine, standing 5 ft 5, size 10, and a 32B chest. She has dark straight hair similar to Sally and is really pretty. If I had to say who she looks like it would have to be like a small Sandra Bullock cos of her big smile and dark eyes. In short she is a hotty and up to this point, I thought she was super straight!

OK, back to the party. My folks were quite laid back about booze as long as we didn’t over do it and Julie had decided that it would be more fun if the slutty dead nurse were to hang out with the even sluttier devil twins. We were all getting quite tipsy, well very tipsy, and we were teasing all the guys at the party. We weren’t going 2 over the top (or my mum and dad would have killed us for real) but we were definitely the life and soul of the party. At one point, Julie tripped over and her boobs fell out of her top. Nobody but us three saw it and we were crying laughing but Julie still stood there with her lovely tits on show. Sally looked at me and mouthed a ‘wow’ and then Julie mockingly wiggled them at me and said I would have to help her get them back inside her bra. I had seen Julie nude many times before but I had never actually touched her tits before and even though they were gorgeous with small, hard dark nipples, I still felt a little weird as I cupped her boobs, one at a time and lifted her bra back over them to hide her modesty. As I made her decent, I realised that Julie was stroking my back in the same way Sally does when we are making love but it jumped from my mind as Sally whispered into my ear, ‘You should have asked me to help!’ and, ‘Did they feel good?’ I promptly elbowed her in her ribs and told her to shut up!

As the party rolled on, my mind kept going back to touching my friends naked breasts and I then remembered her caressing me. As I was daydreaming of this, I felt Sally come up behind me and put her hand on my exposed bum cheek. I realised nobody was around so I turned round and quickly pecked her on the lips. Only thing was, it wasn’t Sally, it was Julie!

‘Oh, God I’m sorry Julie, I thought you were Sally!’ I stuttered

As Julie replied, I realised she was pretty drunk by now, ‘Hey, it’s OK, Sally wont mind you kissing your best friend would she? I mean, it’s not like we snogged is it? I mean it’s not like we did this’ and then she grabbed me and give me a full on, with tongues kiss!

Thankfully nobody turned up and caught us and I decided to make light of it, saying, ‘Wow Julie, you are one hell of a kisser, but I had no idea you wanted me that bad’ and expecting Julie’s usual humour, I was stunned when I saw her eyes filling with tears and her saying, ‘I guess you didn’t’ and she then turned and ran to the bathroom and locked the door behind her.

I rush to find Sally and tell her what happened. She told me to relax and leave it to her so I went outside in the back garden and talked to a few relatives but all the time my heart was pounding with panic and as each minute went by, I was getting even worse. Being a little drunk didn’t help at all. After nearly half an hour, I saw Sally come outside with a very weapy Julie. Sally plonked her into my arms and told me to give her a few minutes and she disappeared off. Meanwhile, Julie was hugging me and sobbing a little into my shoulder, telling me that she was sorry, she felt like an arsehole and other such stuff and I just hugged her back, telling her it was OK but was completely in the dark as to what Sally was doing.

After 10 minutes, Sally came back with ours and Julie’s jackets and said we were going to her house. She had spoken to my mum and said Julie’s parents would go ape shit if they saw her this drunk (she wasn’t that bad but my mum couldn’t see that) and that Her and me could look after her at Sally’s place, away from more booze. My mum saw this as a wonderful way of keeping her party going so happily agreed. I was still unaware of what Sally had told Julie and Sally knew this, so she kept me in suspense until she had closed the front door and we had all plonked ourselves down in her living room.

‘Rachael’, she said, ‘Julie wants to watch us make love!’

My mouth dropped open and I made some muttered sound of shock. I tried to speak again as I looked at them both to see if they were trying to wind me up. They both just smiled at me. I still couldn’t speak so Sally took over again.

‘Julie loves you very much as a friend but recently she thinks her mind is playing tricks on her and she thinks she may want to make love to you as well. She thinks that by watching you have a girl making love to you might be all she needs to get the silly ideas out of her head, or she may decide she wants you as well, but whatever it is, she needed to be drunk to make a move, so here we are! Any questions?’

Julie was looking a little more sheepish now and I was definitely feeling awkward about the idea of making love to my girlfriend while I had an audience. Sally had manipulated this so far but I didn’t realise just how far she had already planned it, but she continued.

‘I knew Rachael would feel a little awkward with this so Julie has agreed that she will come to our bedroom and she will also be naked with us. She can sit and watch us and if she wants to join in, she can. Is that better?’

I guess the booze was still having a numbing effect on me and I think I agreed, although I’m not sure. Whatever I said, we all made our way up to Sally’s big bed and Sally helped me and Julie to get undressed. I soon realised that Sally had no intention of letting Julie just watch as she told us to get on the bed and finish that damn kiss properly.

We laid in the centre of the bed and I hugged my dear friend close. Immediately I was turned on as i felt our boobs push together and I felt her soft pubes touching my leg. As I then looked into her eyes, it was my turn to lean in and kiss her properly. Our eyes were closed tight and my hand automatically began caressing her soft skin on her back and then my hand explored lower to her sexy bum. Julies hands mirrored mine in their caressing , even as my hand moved round to touch her larger boobs for the second time that night. With our hands busy on our fronts, neither of us noticed as Sally climbed on the bed with us and Julie became a filling in a Rachael/Sally sandwich.

As Sally moved in closer, Julie jumped a little but then we felt her relax fully as four eager, delicate hands caressed her fantastic curves. As we felt her relax fully, we rolled Julie onto her back, leaned in to have a three way French kiss and Sally and eye looked into each other’s eyes, both knowing that we were going to take Julie to a lesbian high she would never forget. Any fears I had of a threesome were gone. I wanted to make my best friend feel amazing and I wanted her to love my girlfriend as much as I did. I guess I knew then that I would never share may girlfriend, but I also knew my best friend well enough that this would be a way for her to be happy for me. Also, as I looked at my best friend lying naked on the bed, she looked so sexy to me, i was overtaken with lust and my tongue was demanding to be allowed to explore. I wanted my tongue to be in her pussy. I wanted it in there right now. I gave way to my tongues desires and as Sally moved in to kiss Julie more passionately, my tongue snaked a fluttering path across Julie’s nipples, down her toned belly and rather than teasing around the neatly trimmed pubes, I plunged it deep into her already wet hole.

Julie jumped and yelped as my tongue invaded her most private place, although the yelp was muffled by Sally’s kisses but the shock was soon replaced with much moaning and purring. I soon applied two fingers to her hole as well to add to her pleasure and this was met with more squeals of delight. As Julie’s excitement grew, Sally broke from the kiss and lifted Julie’s head and told her to watch her best friend licking on her sweet pussy. I looked up into her wide, excited eyes and increased my tongue flicking until she collapsed back to take in the tormenting pleasure. Sally moved close to Julie’s ear and I heard her whisper, ‘So do you want to try everything?’

In her building pleasure, Julie nodded wildly and Sally needed no further invite and she sat up, threw one leg over Julie and lowered her shaven mound over her mouth. From my position I watched my girlfriend’s delicious body move closer to my friend’s mouth and I saw a nervous tongue slowly extend from her mouth and I smiled as it made contact and Sally gasped as our new toy licked her first pussy.

Sally was soon giving soft instruction to Julie as well as moving her pussy against Julie’s tongue to maximise her pleasure. I recognised Sally’s different squeaks as Julie hit the sweet spot. The excitement of the situation soon started to bring Sally to her climax and my work on Julie had her in the palm of my hand (well, on the tip of my tongue at least) and as I heard my lover approaching her orgasm, I stepped up my tongue work and I brought Julie to an amazing high. The two girls were screaming out together and I physically had to hold Julie down as her convulsions were in danger of throwing all three of us off the bed!

As we cuddled back together in our sandwich position, Sally was in no mood to let things calm down and pulled her strap on toy from under the bed. Julie looked at it wide eye as Sally passed it to her. She looked speechless but Sally soon put her right. Pointing at me she said, ‘Well your best friend has just been licking your pussy, surely she deserves a good fucking?’

Julie looked a little shocked as she examined the life like cock and exactly as I had done, she instinctively caressed and stroked it, as much as she stared.

Sally took control and got me on all fours and began licking furiously at my exposed holes. Her expert tongue dashed between both holes, probing, teasing and making my aching pussy drip with excitement. Unseen to us both, Julie had donned the strap on cock and watched Sally with wide eyes and was rubbing her own pussy as she took in the scene. Sally soon turned to her and started to mouth obscenities to get Julie in the mood. I’m not a big fan of certain words but they seemed to get Julie fired up.

Sally kept up her foul mouthed banter, ‘Wow, your friend’s cunt and arse taste so good, I’m not sure I want to share them with you now’ and then she plunged deeper into me. I squeaked with the joy I was feeling and I saw Sally’s free hand reach for Julie’s pussy and I saw her fire three fingers deep into her and pull her closer to my rear end. Sally had us both where she wanted, with me on the edge of coming from her expert tongue and Julie so horny i think she actually believed she had grown a cock. Sally moved herself away from me and lined up the rubber dick to my wet hole and ordered Julie to ‘Fuck Rachael Good’

I expect Julie to still slide into me gently but no. I felt the cock ram fully into me in a split second. I yelped with the pain and tears came to my eyes but sally was slapping Julie’s backside and telling her to do me harder. Julie took firm hold of my hips, withdrew herself and then rammed back in to the hilt again. The pain was bad but the excitement of it and the swearing from Sally set a whole different scene and I began to scream and pull away like a rape victim and everyone was really getting their pleasure from it. I was getting my good fucking, Julie was talking to me like a whore, calling me her little bitch and her dirty slut. As Sally saw Julie was now in the zone, she moved around and put her delicious smooth pussy right in my face and by grabbing my hair, she pulled me hard into place. I lapped at her wet mound and really started to relish my new role as a perfect slave to these delicious women. Julie was ramming her new cock into my pussy and her hands had moved forward and she was aggressively squeezing my tits and pinching my nipples. Sally had my head pushed hard into her pussy while her free hand had roamed all the way down my back and she was pushing at least one finger into my ass. There was so much going on and so many sensations of pain and pleasure, I was lucky to be still conscious from this feelings overload.

It wasn’t too long before my orgasm came in a flood of juices and shaking from me. Julie didn’t slow down too much as she was loving her new role and the sensations her clit was getting from the ramming had already taken her to multiple climaxes and she had no intentions of stopping. Similarly, Sally would not let me stop until she had reached her own orgasm which was thankfully only seconds away too.

As Sally’s shaking passed, we had to beg Julie to ease off and stop and we all collapsed in a sweating, breathless pile on the bed. As we looked around at each other, we started to laugh as we looked at the complete bombsite we had created. Our make up from our Halloween costumes was smeared all over each other and the bedding and the sheets were also quite damp and sticky from the excessive amounts of cum from three very horny girls. Still chuckling, Sally kissed us both and called us her teenage harlots and suggested we all went to the bathroom to share a shower.

As we stood together in the large shower cubicle, it was obvious that the soap and rubbing was going to spark another sexual event and I could see the eagerness from Julie as she stepped in. I just prayed at that point that the sober Julie in the morning wouldn’t regret tonight’s events. As I stepped into the shower behind her and my hands explored her perfect smooth curves and then around to her deliciously firm boobs with bullets for nipples, I felt pangs of love and guilt for my best friend of 10 years since we started school together when we were just four years old. I was totally in love with Sally but my love for Julie was something different. I knew I didn’t have to explain that to Sally, my girlfriend, and i could see that she was definitely enjoying sharing my best friend. I could also see the look in Sally’s eyes when she looked at Julie’s trimmed pubes in the shower. Sally looked at me, smiled her best evil grin, and said, ‘They HAVE to go!’ and she lifted the razor from the shelf.

Julie gave a mock gasp as Sally started to rub foam into her short hairs and a bigger, genuine gasp as I started to massage her bum hole with the small dildo that Sally had passed to me, heavily soaped. Her well relaxed and drunk state meant there was very little resistance as I pushed and it was soon fully inserted and buzzing away nicely. I caressed one breast with my free hand and nuzzled and nibbled on the other nipple and Sally quickly and efficiently made Julie’s pussy a hair free zone. Julie’s moans told me that Sally had finished the shaving and was tongue testing the area and between us we brought her to a very quick and very satisfying orgasm with her knees buckling under the influence of it.

The space was somewhat limited in there and we decided to help each other wash properly which was a very sensual, loving and unforgettable experience, after which we made our way back to the bedroom.

As we all lay on the bed, we huddled together, kissing and gently stroking each other and Julie soon fell into a deep sleep. Sally and I laid on our sides in a 69 position and gave each other a long and tender pussy licking which gave us both an incredibly satisfying orgasm. It is the type of sex which you can only give to someone you truly love and can only be given by someone who truly knows your body.

As we cuddled up to go to sleep, Sally said to me, ‘You know I have never known a love so sweet and as pure as yours and I want to thank you for sharing your friend with me tonight. It was awesome.’ She then joked, ‘I hope we haven’t damaged her for life!’

We both tried to keep our laughing quiet and then Sally continued, ‘I think I owe you a repayment, by sharing a very special friend of mine. You will love him!’

I smiled, never doubting that if Sally was recommending someone, they would be very special indeed!

As I woke the following morning, Sally was already up, showered and gone. I found myself spooned up behind Julie and with a slightly mucky grin, I started to slowly stroke her sexy little curves. She purred in her sleep and rolled onto her back with her legs slightly parted. I allowed my caressing hand to move lower, feeling Sally’s shaving handiwork and then lower still to explore her already wet hole.

Julie still had her eyes closed as I repositioned myself between her legs, pushing them slightly wider to allow my knees to fit in the space. My hand was concentrating on her clit as my lips moved to her pert breasts, kissing and biting softly, adding to her waking arousal. As I looked up again, Julie’s eyes were open and she watched me intently but was also biting her lip. Without stopping my stroking of her wet hole, I asked if she was OK. She replied with, ‘Well, last night was awesome and what you’re doing now is out of this world, but I don’t think this is really for me Rach. I’m so sorry! I mean I still love you to bits but I don’t think I can carry on with all this ya know?’

I smiled and started to kiss lower, ‘How about just one more time for our memories now we are sober?’

Julie relaxed back saying, ‘Well it would be rude not to!’

I didn’t move to put my pussy over her face, I didn’t want to spoil the moment. Instead I lapped eagerly at her smooth private area, adding 2 fingers in deeply to massage her G spot and occasionally moving my tongue lower to flick and prod at her rosebud. I moved her hands to her own breasts and she eagerly squeezed and stretched her own nipples and all too soon she reached what would be her final orgasm on my tongue. All sorts of thoughts flooded through my head and Julie’s juices flooded into my mouth and despite the pleasure I felt doing this to my very sexy best friend, I was also incredibly sad that this would not be happening again. To stop myself from crying and looking like an idiot I held the thought that maybe, just maybe, my oral sex on her now was so good that one day she would yearn for something as good again.

As Julie came down from her high, I took my last opportunity to kiss my way up her perfect belly and boobs and then finished my kisses on her neck and one last French kiss before I lay next to her and we hugged silently.

Julie whispered a ‘Thank You’ to me and then went to the bathroom to get ready. Not another word was spoken as she left Sally’s house, just a wave and a half embarrassed smile. I knew that the next meeting with my best friend would be a difficult one but I also knew that she left the house fully satisfied, sexually. I have to admit, I spent most of that afternoon crying. I was crying for the loss of what might have been.

Sally was very comforting and understanding and she paid for a huge bunch of flowers and a box of very expensive chocolates to be sent to Julie the next day. I also sent her a very long and loving email telling her how our friendship was going to be even better after this and not to let any doubts come between us. Without going into long details, we had an awkward month or so but after that we DID become closer than ever and for the record, we HAVE had one on one sex quite a few times since but we never told anyone about it. We call it ‘stress relief for special friends’ so Julie doesn’t feel like she is ‘turning’ and frankly I don’t care what we call it if it means I get my hands on her! Anyway, back to this story!

Sally saw I was down and she referred back to her comment of returning the favour. I was very intrigued and for some reason she wouldn’t tell me who the guy was. I eventually gave in because i trusted her and told her to get it set up. I got a text message telling me to get my nice clothes on and to meet her at a very nice Restaurant in the next town to ours. I put a short black, strapless dress on which I wore at Christmas. I had grown a bit since then so as I looked in the mirror, I liked my look and even my small boobs were pushed up well with the fit of the dress despite not wearing a bra. I was really quite happy until I turned my back to the mirror and could see the panty line through the thin material. I quickly put on the only thong I could find but the colour of that (white) showed through really obviously. I decided to try with no panties and it looked good so I thought about looking good for my girlfriend and decided to stick with no knickers!

I arrived at the restaurant early and the Head Waiter shoed me to our table and I ordered a lemonade as i waited for Sally and her friend. As I waited, I was horrified when I spotted Mr Richards, my Gym teacher sat at the bar. As i saw him, he spotted me and came bounding over in his usual excited way. I tried to cover myself a little as he cooed over how grown up I looked and asked a zillion questions over why I was here and was I meeting family etc etc and in my head I was praying for Sally to arrive and save me from ‘Mr Happy’. It got even worse when he just sat down and started excitedly telling me that he was meeting a good friend of his here and I was so desperately trying to end the conversation so he would just go away.

After 10 minutes of his incessant chatting I saw Sally walking through the restaurant door and as she turned the corner to the table, I saw a very confused look on her face and she said, ‘Rachael? Steve? You have already met?’

As I looked at ‘Steve’ and he at me, we were both stunned into silence as we were both instantly aware of what was happening here because we both separately knew what had been planned by Sally. She saw the look on our faces and you saw as the penny dropped and she asked the blatantly obvious question to Steve. ‘I’m kinda guessing that you are not just ANY gym teacher, I’m guessing you are Rachael’s gym teacher?’

Steve said nothing and we both nodded simultaneously. Sally laughed out loud and told us both to relax, and lets all enjoy the meal and she called to the waiter for drinks and menus. Me and Steve looked at each other and both laughed hard at how cool Sally was being. He had come here on a promise of fucking a schoolgirl and i was here on the promise of a sexy man who was Sally’s ‘fuck buddy’. I just couldn’t believe that between them they hadn’t worked out that he was my teacher!

Surprisingly, the dinner went really well and i looked at Steve in a bit of a different light. Obviously I already knew he had a really nice toned body and a few times during the meal I caught him looking at my ‘pushed up’ boobs and as the top rode down a little I decided to let him stare rather than covering up as I had done when i first spotted him.

As the meal came to an end i was beginning to get nervous again about what the hell we were going to do and I took my chance to talk to Sally as Steve went off to pee. I really started to freak out but Sally calmed me down and said, ‘Look, we will go back to my place for a drink, but NOTHING else has to happen. Steve is dead discrete and he wont say a word about the misunderstanding and i promise you he will not say anything to you outside of this meeting. He will definitely not say anything at school. Come on Rach, its been a fun evening, let’s just go home and finish the night and I’m sorry I screwed up!’

I leaned in and kissed her fully on the lips and told her it was ok. She kissed me again as Steve arrived back at the table. He gave a very loud Wow and I looked away and blushed like mad. Sally slapped his arm and told him not to embarrass me.

‘Hey, I’m sorry Rachael’ he said instantly

‘It’s OK Mr Richards’ I said like a scolded child

‘Hey, come on Rachael, it’s Steve while we are with Sally surely? And with you dressed like a beautiful young lady like you are tonight, it’s not as if we are at ……. it’s not like we are in our usual environment is it?’

I thought about it for a while and smiled at him, ‘OK Steve, it’s a deal’ and I leaned into Sally and kissed her again, this time with a few seconds of tongue as well. Steve and I then smiled at each other, this time, more like friends.

As we went to Sally’s place, Steve took his car and I went with Sally. In the car I asked her what she saw in Mr Richar……Steve. She said she didn’t like to say but maybe I would see it at some point. I automatically assumed she meant his personality and I could kinda see that because he was always happy and that is really nice in a person. I left it there. When we got back to her house, Sally put on some music and poured drinks for us all. With the bit of wine in the restaurant, the drinks soon made me feel very mellow and I sat on the chair opposite the settee where Steve and Sally were sat. As the night wore on, I saw Steve moving closer to Sally and I must admit i was starting to feel a bit left out and I made a point of giving Sally a kiss as I went to the bathroom. When I came back I sat in my seat and I noticed both Sally and Steve looking over at me differently and for the first 10 minutes I couldn’t work out why. Then I did. I wasn’t wearing panties and I was giving both of them a view of my bald pussy. I tried not to react but i could see Sally’s hand resting on a definite bulge in Steve’s pants. Being slightly drunk, I didn’t even try to look away and Sally, obviously realising this, slowly unzipped Steve and pulled his dick out from his pants. NOW I saw what she saw in him. His dick was not massively long, maybe just over 7” but it was the thickness of a coke can. I just stared as she stroked on his beast of a cock and I realised I licked my lips as Sally moved to take the head of it in her mouth. I was partly jealous because Steve was holding my girlfriend and partly because I wanted to look closer at his dick. Sally obviously saw my face and beckoned me over.

As I got closer, Steve pulled my arm so I was sat next to them. He put his arm around me and rested his hand on my shoulder. I watched intently as Sally sucked expertly on his meat and i barely noticed as Steve’s fingers had moved under the top of my dress and was softly rubbing my nipple. I gasped a little, and then a little more as Sally plunged 2 fingers deep into my wet hole and began finger fucking me in time with her bobbing head on Steve’s cock. Steve took my relaxed state as a green light to pull down my top and allow my boobs out into the open air. He then pulled and squeezed harder on them and replaced Sally’s hand in my pussy with the one he was holding her head down on his cock.

As he took over me fully, my eyes closed and i didn’t care what Sally was doing with his cock. His strong and firm hands were getting me horny as hell. I didn’t even notice him shifting position until I felt something very different at the entrance to my pussy. I opened my eyes to see the massive head of his cock pushing my lips wide and I went to stop him as the head slipped inside me. I yelped expecting more pain than I actually felt and then watched wide eyed as inch by inch he pumped the whole monster into me. Yes it stung a bit but it felt so damned awesome and it looked obscene but as he started to pump fully out and then all the way in, I was instantly on a high. His hands were still stroking my body and my boobs and his fucking got faster and harder and I was happy there until Sally made us change position. He pulled out and I felt instantly empty and as he sat on the settee I dived on top, kissing him passionately as I impaled myself in one quick movement, sighing as I sat on his massive pole.

I started to bounce on him, slowly at first and I felt Sally pressing something against my bottom. It was her medium sized dildo and each time I came down on Steves cock she forced a little more into my bum. After 2 or 3 minutes she had all 6 inches in me and it was buzzing on full speed. Steve and myself were feeling the buzz and before 2 long my orgasm was starting and Steve had to take over, lefting me effortlessly and bouncing me back down on him. I kissed him hard as a gigantic orgasm ripped thru me and I felt my nails digging into his arms and his back and very soon after he shouted loudly and he shot what felt like a gallon of come deep inside me.

As we gasped for air, Sally slowly pulled the toy from my arse and then gently lifted me off Steve and placed me on the settee and began to lick the combined juices from me as Steve moved behind her. His cock had not lost any hardness at all. (this was another of his superman qualities) Steve did not pause at all with Sally. He rammed hard into her and began a furious fucking of her. Her face was buried inside me and she went deeper into me as he rammed her. She also rubbed her own clit as he pounded her and it felt like only a few minutes before we all began to hit our orgasms and then finally collapsing in a heap in Sally’s living room.

That night did go on a long time. We sampled lots of positions including the use of Sally’s strap on in many places! It was another night to change my life, as were many with my dear Sally. Steve became semi regular in our love making, despite the first time leaving me pretty much unable to walk properly the next day. School was quite strange after that night even though we promised it wouldn’t. The day I gave him a blow job in the gym showers will stay with me for life, but that is for another story.

I hoped you enjoyed this one and as always, your comments are most welcome.

Bored and horny, Amy left her apartment. She started walking the two blocks to Renee’s house. Amy would have preferred spending the evening with a man, but it was Monday and most of the clubs were closed. The walk was soothing; the evening enveloped her like a silk robe. Renee’s house was a cute little bungalow with a private back yard that was perfect for sitting outdoors on warm summer nights. Amy hoped that Renee would be home and interested in splitting a bottle of wine, gossiping, and maybe playing some cards. Amy reached the house at sunset. Though Renee’s car was parked down the driveway, the front rooms of the bungalow were dark. Amy let out a sigh of disappointment. It was possible that Renee had a date, but she hadn’t mentioned it. Amy walked down the driveway that ran alongside the house, hoping that Renee was in the back yard. She envisioned Renee eating dinner or reading a book, oblivious to everything around her. She looked over the fence. Ten feet away saw Renee standing in front of the bench seat, her skirt bunched up around her waist and bare ass showing. Amy decided against saying hi. Then she saw the hairy knees showing between Renee’s smooth legs.

“Oh Baby,” Ann heard Renee say. Amy ducked back so that she was hidden by a tall evergreen. Peeking over the fence, she watched. The hairy knees slid forward, and hairy man’s hands cupped Renee’s ass cheeks. Her friend pushed her hips forward and tossed her head back; Amy knew she was getting licked. Mesmerized, Amy felt her own pussy heat up as she watched. Renee grunted and moaned. She saw the man’s hands kneading her friend’s ass flesh, his fingers exploring the ravine between her cheeks. “Oh, Baby, yeah,” Renee said. Amy watched the man’s cock blossom; it went from semi-hard to fully erect and then became completely engorged. She swallowed hard. Oh to have a man that got hard while licking my pussy, she thought. She stared as her friend rotated her ass as the man licked her. Read more

Bonnie would have been our drummer even if she didn’t have the shed. The girl laid down a solid beat. Despite her cute young “earth mother” body, she was “one of the guys”, able to dish it out and take it during our frequent screaming matches. Her round face would get red under her long black hair. Her ample tits would bounce as she put her hands on hips, spread her sexy legs and stood her ground. At that time we were grabbing any work we could scrounge up but we dreamed of chart topping hits and worldwide tours while we fought to find our sound. I had written a song the previous night and was excited about it. Some songs take a lot of work. This one seemed like a gift from the music gods. I was so eager to play it for someone that I decided to pop by the shed two hours before we’d planned to rehearse. In my creative glow, it never even occurred to me that Bonnie might have other plans for the early afternoon. If I’d thought of it all, I would have called to let her know I was dropping by. Then again, had I called I would have missed out on an incredible experience.

The shed was a relic from the late 1950s. Bonnie’s grandfather had started building a fallout shelter not too far from their farmhouse. As Bonnie tells it, he ran into some financial troubles and never completed it. Bonnie’s father and a few friends took the half-completed shelter and turned it into the shed when they were in their teens. It was a strange structure. Over half of it was underground. The shed windows were like skylights and you had to walk downstairs from the door. But, it had electricity, running water, plenty of space, furniture and a good deal of natural soundproofing. It was a perfect place for struggling superstars-to-be to work out their licks. Using a shortcut through the woods, I walked to Bonnie’s place just carrying my guitar. My new song was packed in my guitar case. Passing by the shed, I glanced in a window on the chance that Bonnie might be there rather than in the house. Oh, she was there all right. Boy, was she ever! Read more

Dear Thom-Ass,

Face it Tom, you just gotta love your name! A little payback for introducing me to that new girl, Linda last year. Charming move, my boy. I remember it well, I’m reaching out my hand and my very best bud, Sir Thom-Ass speaketh so, “Linda, you’ve undoubtedly heard of Little John of Robin Hood fame. I’d like to introduce you to Little Dick.” Would have been a smooth move, if you hadn’t started laughing so hard that snot starting run out of your nose. Man, I just never forget that look of disgust on her face as she walked. Of course, I’ll also never forget that cute butt in the tight jeans strutting away from us. An ass to die for, I tell you. Here I am in hot and humid North Carolina. I won’t be going to college until next year. Planning to apply to State, UNC and East Carolina. It’s cheaper if you’re a resident and I guess that takes a year. Can’t believe you got to watch a couple screwing in the old cave. Shit, I remember we’d sometimes find used rubbers, but, man, to actually stumble across one being used. You’re a lucky son of a bitch, that’s all I can say. Sounds like the girl was hot! Man, I wish I’d been there to catch that action.

I did manage to luck out a bit on this side of the world. Jeannie’s room in this house is several doors down. Man, I miss my old door. The good old days of spying on my sister are over. A glorious era hath come to an end, Sir Thom-Ass, but grieve thee not. A new era hath been born on the roof of my present domicile. The air was sweet and warm. I escaped out my bedroom window and climbed a little up on the roof. I noticed a second floor light was on in the house next door so I crawled over to get a better look. The houses are kind of close together out here. I had a good view of a bureau, a closet door with a full-length mirror and the edge of a bed. I would have liked to see the whole bed and skip the bureau and closet, but I wasn’t in charge of designing the room, sad but true. Read more

Ed stood in the lobby of his apartment building slowly going through his mail. He flipped through the stack slowly, looking up between each piece to see if she was coming. She was 5F; at least that was her apartment number. He stalled with his mail to see if she would come in according to schedule. That she lived in 5F was perfect; it was perfect because her apartment was directly across the courtyard from his. Ed looked up one last time and in she strolled. The setting sun streamed through door giving her full figured, perfect size 18 body a complete halo. In her starched white nurses’ uniform, her luxurious auburn hair flowing over her shoulders, Ms. 5F looked like an angel. Unconsciously, Ed licked his lips. He pretended to look at his mail as he waited for her to stand close. As she opened her box, he inhaled deeply to catch a whiff of her intoxicating perfume.

She retrieved her mail, turned, and smiled. Ed smiled back. “Good evening.” He walked to the elevator and held the door. “Going up?” “Why thank you.” She had a faint but distinct southern accent. “You’re such a gentleman.” Ed grinned, “You’re too kind,” he replied. Too kind, he thought because in ten minutes when you unzip that tight uniform, peel off those thick, tight stockings and unfasten that heavy underwear, I’m going to be watching you. I’m going to be watching as you follow your daily ritual of walking around the apartment naked for five minutes before you turn on the TV in your bedroom and lie naked in the bed. By the time you start playing with yourself, Ed thought, I’ll be watching and stroking the salami. His imagination had his cockhead damp and straining against his jeans before the door even closed. In the close quarters of the elevator, Ed inhaled her fragrance again. This evening was going to be great, he thought, maybe even a two-fer. Seeing her, being close to her has me in the mood already. Read more

We pulled out of Union Station at about 8PM. In the song, the train pulls out in the morning and arrives in the evening. Guess things had changed since Steve Goodman rode the train and wrote the song. I could live with that. Ever since I’d first heard Arlo Guthrie singing about “The City of New Orleans”, I’d wanted to take this trip. Oftentimes, at work or in the shower, I’d find myself humming the tune. Now, I was actually on the legendary train, riding from Chicago to New Orleans. We’d be “changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee” at about 6:30 in the morning, “half way home and we’d be there” by about 3:30 in the afternoon. OK, I’ll admit it didn’t have quite the same lyrical impact as the songwriter’s ride. As I was to learn, however, there are still some wonderful sights to be seen “nighttime on The City of New Orleans”. I was lucky enough to witness one that still burns in my sexual memory.

There were no old men in the club car and the only card game was being played by a long legged, slim blonde in her very early twenties. She was sitting at a table playing Solitaire. I’m kind of on the short, stubby side. I’ve never considered myself to be in the same sexual league as young, tall blondes with sexy slim figures. I’m not even sure we’re playing the same sport. That night, though, I had enough romantic spirit and just enough spirits to strike up a conversation. She was friendly. I learned that her name was Denise. Her boyfriend was an intern in Jackson, MS and she was headed to see him. I wasn’t surprised to find she had a boyfriend, nor, even that he was a doctor. I was a bit surprised that a young woman on such a tight schedule was riding the train, rather than flying. She told me she loved the rhythm of the rails, it relaxed her. The hurry, scurry scary pace of airline travel just made her tense. Without giving me the details, she told me that, for this meeting, she needed to be relaxed when she got there. I nodded sympathetically but didn’t press her. We had a few drinks and a few laughs. It was about midnight when we wandered back to our seats. Read more