| Girlfriends, Chapter 4 Sunday, January 11 Dear diary. Somehow, Lynn managed to arrange so that she would stay over two nights this weekend. That meant two days alone, since Dad would be away all day both Saturday and Sunday. This time, though, I was determined not to let Lynn drag me off to the mall, or anywhere else for that matter. Lynn came over after dinner on Friday and… never mind. I think I’ll skip all that. It was about nine thirty, and Lynn and I were in my room, not yet dressed for bed. We weren’t the least bit tired though, and we were sitting in bed, talking. And kissing, of course. Mostly kissing, actually. I tried to talk, but she wouldn’t let me. We had barely seen each other all week, and this was our first time alone since last Saturday. I wanted to talk about something that had kept my mind occupied since then. Lynn of course noticed I wasn’t into it. ”What´s wrong?” she asked. ”Can I ask you something?” ”Sure, about what?” ”Do you mind being called a lesbian?” ”Depends on who says it. Not if it is used affectionately. Why do you ask?” ”The girl in the store used that word and, I don’t know, I just never thought of myself as one, I guess.” ”I’m a lesbian. I’ve known since the day of our first kiss. Of course, I had been asking myself that question since my first crush on a girl.” I was stunned. ”I’m not your first?” ”You are my first girlfriend and my first love, but not my first crush.” ”Who was it?” ”A girl at summer camp, Stacy. I’ve been thinking about it since then, and I know it just feels natural. I’m a lesbian.” ”You think I’m just being silly?” ”No, I had the same doubts. But whether you are a lesbian or not doesn’t matter to me. What matters is that you love me.” She gave me a peck on the cheek. ”Can we go back to kissing now?” she pleaded. I felt a lot better. Hearing Lynn say she was ok with being a lesbian, embracing it even, cheered me up. It was a silly idea. I am a lesbian, and I am very happy about it. ”As soon as we get undressed,” I replied. I took off my sweatpants and t-shirt, and was wearing only a pair of white cotton panties. In moments, Lynn too was also wearing nothing but panties. ”Come here, babygirl,” I said softly and pulled her tightly to me. We kissed for a long time. Somehow, kissing gets nicer and nicer the less clothes you have on. ”Since I am lesbian, there is something I would love to do,” I said the next time I got the chance to speak. ”What?” ”I want to see my beautiful girlfriend naked.” She blushed and turned away from me. I knew it made her uncomfortable, but I had no intentions of backing down this time. ”No,” was all I got in return. ”But surely you’ve been naked around girls before, like in public showers,” I said, trying to change her mind. ”That’s different.” ”Why?” She thought about it for a few seconds. ”It’s the way you stare, like you want to feast on me.” I didn’t really think I could use a cheap trick like that to change her mind, she’s way to smart for that. I kept trying anyway. ”What if I let you see me naked afterwards?” She didn’t even dignify that with an answer, she just looked at me. I didn’t have many arguments left, so I picked one that would be decidedly risky. ”You know, I think of you whenever I masturbate, and it would be nice to know what you look like naked.” ”Please don’t,” she begged. ”Of course, if you don’t like that, I can fantasize about someone else. Maybe Megan Grant, with her luscious boobs.” She found that funny, not at all the reaction I was expecting. ”She stuffs her bra,” she giggled. ”How would you know?” ”Her brother is in the physics club. He likes to gossip.” ”Ok, forget Megan. What about Kelly Lewis? She’s on the soccer team, you know. I have seen her naked lots of times in the shower after practice. ”Yeah, I can picture it now. We are the only two left. I’m standing there, showering. Kelly comes up behind me and says ’I want you, I want you now.’ ”’But I have a girlfriend,’ I tell her. ”She doesn’t stop. ’Screw your girlfriend, she can’t satisfy you the way I can,’ she says, as she press her naked body against mine from behind me, fondling my tits, kissing my neck. ”’Fuck me,’ she demands. ’Fuck my wet cunt.’ ”Our bodies rub together, and I’m getting horny as hell. I feel her pussy on my butt, moving up and down slowly. Then one hand travels down my belly and stops between my legs. She sticks a finger inside my…” ”Please stop.” ”What, you don’t like my fantasy?” I teased her. Not saying anything, she just sat there, looking at me. ”Ok, you can see me naked, but no touching,” she finally agreed. I was ecstatic. For so long, I had been wondering how her pussy looked. Now, at last, I would find out. ”Sure,” I said. I got out of the bed and sat down in the armchair. Lynn stood up and took a deep breath. She slowly pulled her panties down and then let them fall to the floor. She was standing totally naked before me, maybe five feet away. It was incredible! She was so beautiful at that moment. I looked her up and down several times. Her pussy was completely bald, without a single strand of hair. It had a nice round shape to it, her inner lips not visible at all. She definitely has a little girl’s body. Another thing I love about her, by the way. I just wanted to touch it, just to find out what she felt like, but I had promised I wouldn’t. I went over to her and picked up her panties. Lynn seemed uncomfortable with the whole situation. I leaned towards her to kiss her, but she took half a step back avoiding me. I tried again and this time she let me give her a kiss. I was careful not to touch any other part of her body. She relaxed considerably during our kiss. I then let her lips go and gave her back the panties. ”You are beautiful,” I whispered. I think I spotted a faint smile. She quickly put her panties back on, seemingly relieved it was all over. We sat down on the bed and I tried to kiss her, but she avoided me. ”What about you?” she asked me. ”What about me?” ”You said you would to, if I did.” ”You mean you want to see me naked?” She nodded slightly. I got up from the bed. ”Are you sure?” She nodded again. I slipped off my panties and spread my legs a little to give her a better view. I stood not three feet from her. She looked closely at my genitals with what seemed to be fascination. After about fifteen seconds I sat down on the bed again. ”Aren’t you gonna put those on?” she asked, indicating my panties. ”Is it ok if I don’t?” I asked her. ”I guess.” We crawled down under the cover and kissed goodnight. I could feel how my pussy touched the back of her panties. Seeing Lynn’s bald little cunny, and then letting her see mine, had made me incredibly horny, but there was nothing I could do. I just wanted to fall asleep, so that I could wake up masturbate the next morning. ”Why do you use those dirty words?” Lynn asked suddenly. ”I don’t know. I don’t think of them as ’dirty’, I guess.” ”You don’t?” ”Take ’pussy’ for example. It may seem dirty to some, but I use it with affection for a part of my body I really like.” She turned over and looked at me. ”And I might add,” I continued, ”that I don’t want you to use any cute nicknames, ok?” She nodded. ”I’ll try,” she said. ”Good. And besides, using ’dirty’ words feels nice. Saying ’cunny’ makes me think of pleasure, while ’vulva’, for instance, makes me think of a medical examination.” We turned towards each other under the cover. I looked at her and she looked at me. She smiled at me, and I smiled too. She started giggling, and I couldn’t help but giggle as well. I love her so much. ”Goodnight,” she said, still giggling. ”Goodnight,” I said, kissing her goodnight one more time. She turned off the light and we fell asleep in each other’s arms. I woke up yesterday morning with one hand on my pussy. My fingers were all wet and sticky. Lynn lay next to me. ”Good morning,” she said. She seemed a little bit anxious. I figured it came from me touching myself in front of her. ”Good morning,” I replied. ”You are very pretty when you’re sleeping,” she said. ”And now when I’m awake?” ”Adorable,” she complimented as she leaned towards me and kissed me on the lips. I was so horny, I had to do something. ”I need to…” I said, as I tried to leave the bed. ”Wait,” she interrupted. ”I don’t want you to go. Not if you’re gonna do what I think you’re gonna do.” ”But I have to.” ”I know,” she said. ”Sit down, I need to tell you something.” ”Can’t it wait?” ”No. I need to tell you.” ”Fine,” I said and sat down on the bed. ”What is it?” ”Something happened last night,” she began. ”I woke up in the middle of the night, by you. You were rubbing your... um… pussy on my leg.” I was so embarrassed I wanted to run away. ”I’m sorry,” I said meekly. ”At first I thought you were awake, and I lay there, frozen stiff, for a minute. I didn’t dare move. Then I figured out you were doing it in your sleep.” ”I’m sorry,” I said again. ”I should have put on panties. It won’t happen again.” ”I’m not done yet. Please hear me out. Anyway, I got, uh, curious and pulled away the cover to look. My leg was a bit sticky and wet where you had rubbed against me. I moved my leg away and you turned over on your back. I was getting very curious and I looked at your, uh, pussy, for a long time. Then I… I… I touched it.” ”You touched my pussy?” I said in disbelief. ”I’m sorry,” she said and she looked like she was about to start crying. ”It’s ok. It’s ok.” I took her in my arms and consoled her. ”You can touch me wherever you want, whenever you want. I was just surprised, that’s all.” She calmed down and continued. ”At first I just touched outside, but then I pushed a finger inside. It got all wet and sticky too. Then I dragged my finger along it and when I got almost to the top I touched something and you moaned and started squirming.” ”You touched my clit? No wonder I’m so horny I’m going crazy here.” ”What’s a ’clit’?” ”Later. First tell me what happened next.” ”Nothing. I was afraid I would wake you, and I stopped.” ”Listen, babydoll, it’s ok if you want to explore. It’s what we’ve been doing since the first time we kissed. I don’t want you to be ashamed of your curiosity. Understood?” ”Yes.” ”Good. Now I must use the bathroom, if you excuse me.” ”Please don’t go.” ”But I have to…” ”Please stay.” ”You mean stay and…?” ”Yes.” ”In front of you?” ”Please?” ”Are you sure?” ”Yes.” ”Ok. On one condition.” ”What?” ”That you are naked too.” She thought about it briefly and then lay back and pulled off her panties. This time I got a much better look at her hairless pussy than last time. I wanted to touch it so bad. She sat up again and looked intently on me. ”What are you waiting for?” she asked. I sat down in the armchair and pulled my legs up the way I always do. This was my first time with an audience, and that made me even more turned on. And since this particular audience was ignorant of the female sex organ, I figured I might as well teach her about it. ”Can you give me a pillow?” I asked Lynn. She brought me one from the bed. I threw it right in front of the armchair. ”Sit,” I told her. She sat down obediently. I spread my pussy open with my left hand, and touched my clit with my right forefinger. ”This is the clitoris, or clit. Touching it feels really good.” I rubbed it in circles for a little while. Lynn was fascinated, which was a bit of a surprise. I thought she would freak out the moment I touched myself. My finger slid downwards. ”These are the inner lips,” I said while pulling on them a little, ”and down here we have a hole, the vagina. It’s where the penis goes, if you swing that way.” That made her giggle. ”Or you can stick a finger inside, and that feels really nice to.” She watched in amazement as my finger slowly disappeared into the hole. Not all of it, of course. I still have my cherry. ”And that was your first lesson. Now I will give you a demonstration. Don’t go anywhere.” She giggled again. ”I won’t,” she said. I was stroking up and down my pussy with one hand, while the other rubbed my clit. Having Lynn sit in front of me, watching me masturbate, guaranteed I would come in no time at all, unfortunately. I looked at her face, which was entirely focused on what was going on between my legs. I simply couldn’t believe this was the same girl who less than a month ago blushed when I told her I masturbate. I wanted to touch her so bad, the mere thought of doing it was all I needed to come. I moaned and tensed, as I felt the orgasm hit me. I continued rubbing my clit a little while longer. It felt so good. When I relaxed I looked at Lynn. She had a look of disbelief on her face. I reached out and took her hands in mine. ”Come here, babydoll,” I said as I helped her into the armchair. We sat there, cuddling and kissing, for ten minutes. She caressed my tits and I rubbed her belly and pulled my hand through her hair. None of us said anything. One thing we both knew for sure. Whatever happened next, neither of us had any idea what it was gonna be like. We weren’t alone in the house yet, though, and breakfast waited for us downstairs. I helped her with the nightgown and then put on a t-shirt. The atmosphere in the kitchen was subdued. Lynn and I barely said a word to each other. There was nothing to say, really. I was pretty relaxed, but Lynn was nervous to the point where I began wondering if she would go any further at all. I certainly didn’t want force her, if she wasn’t up for it. |