| Girlfriends, Chapter 6 Sunday, January 11 (continued) Lynn’s shower lasted twenty minutes. It felt like an hour. I sat in the living room, wondering if I had finally pushed her too far. She couldn’t even walk straight when she went into the shower. I heard the shower being turned off, and five minutes later Lynn stepped into the living room covered by the bath towel I had gotten her. She sat down in my lap and hugged me for a long time. ”Are you ok?” I asked her. She kissed me. ”I’m sorry if I scared you,” she said. ”It’s just that, what happened before, it’s hard to explain. You remember the first time; it was pretty intense, right?” ”You could say that.” ”Well, this other time, it was so much more. I lost control, and it terrified me. I thought of what I could have done to you or to myself.” ”I’m sorry.” ”You couldn’t know. It’s ok now anyway.” ”You want to stop this experimenting?” ”No, not at all my silly lover; we just need be more careful, until we know what we’re doing.” ”Let’s kiss to that,” I suggested. We kissed passionately for several minutes. I was so relieved I hadn’t completely spoiled it with my baby girl. We cuddled on the couch the rest of the afternoon. She opened up the bath towel for me to join her in it. I love my baby so much. When we got hungry we ordered pizza. Since I can eat almost anything, I let Lynn decide what to put on it. She picked mushrooms and anchovies, an odd combination I thought, but it tasted pretty good. Lynn hadn’t bothered getting dressed and was still wearing the towel when we ate. ”Wanna go back to bed?” I asked her when we were done eating. ”I don’t know,” she said hesitantly. ”I’ve done you twice; it’s only fair that you do me again.” I had other plans, though. ”I guess,” she said without enthusiasm, and we went upstairs to my room. I took off her towel and led her to the armchair. ”Something occurred to me before,” I told her. ”You have had sex, but you have never masturbated. Therefore, you will make yourself come, and I will sit here and watch.” ”I don’t know; I’m very tired.” ”Nonsense,” I said. I knew she would try to avoid this. ”Go for it. Touch yourself.” She sat in the armchair, the way I had done when I masturbated in front of her that morning, and looked very uneasy about the whole situation. I guess she had heard too many times it was wrong to touch there that her mind wouldn’t let her. I was lying on my stomach on the bed, facing Lynn. ”Need any help?” I asked in a sincere voice. ”No, I can do this. I have to.” She took her right middle finger and grazed her pussy with it. She was still uncomfortable with touching herself. The fact that this finger had been inside my pussy finger fucking me just hours before didn’t seem to matter at all. Eventually though, the finger did break through her pussy lips, and it went inside of her. She felt around with her finger and seemed quite pleased with herself. She then suddenly stopped and looked over at me. ”Aren’t you going to do anything?” she asked me. ”No, I’ll just stay here on the bed and watch.” ”There is something you can do for me.” ”What?” ”Do you remember last night when you were teasing me with that fantasy, you know, you and Kelly in the shower?” ”Yes?” I had no idea where she was going with this. ”You remember that I stopped you?” ”Yes?” ”It wasn’t because I was embarrassed. I got turned on.” ”You did?” ”Yes, and I was thinking maybe you could do that again?” ”Fantasize?” ”Call it telling a story,” she clarified. ”About me and Kelly?” ”No, I was thinking you could tell a story about you and me. And, uh, Sarah.” ”The girl in the store?” ”Yes,” she said meekly. ”Baby girl, you are so naughty. Ok, I’ll do it, but you have to promise you will masturbate until you come.” ”I promise.” ”It’s Saturday, and we have decided to seduce Sarah,” I began my story. ”It’s morning and the mall is practically empty. We’re both wearing the shortest mini-skirts you can imagine, super-tight tops and no underwear whatsoever. We show up just as Sarah is about to open the store. ”’Welcome’, she says. ’If it isn’t my two favorite lesbians. What can I do for you?’ ”I tell her I need a new bra. ”’Well, come right in.’ She hangs a ’closed’ sign on the door. ”’Now you don’t have to worry about other customers.’” Lynn touched her clit for the first time, very carefully at first, but it didn’t take long for her to really get into it, rubbing it and playing with it. ”’Can you help me find a good bra?’ I ask her innocently. ”’I have the perfect bra for you,’ she tells me. ”We walk into the store together. She picks out this black, laced and very sexy piece of lingerie. ”’Try this one on,’ she tells me and hands me one in my size. ”’Incidentally,’ she says, ’it’s the same model I’m wearing right now.’ ”’Can we see it?’ I ask. ”’Of course you can, sweetie,’ she says and takes off her blouse, one button at a time.” ”Don’t I get to talk?” Lynn asked me suddenly. ”I haven’t said a word yet.” ”Of course you will, later. Anyway, we’re both admiring her beautiful, um, bra. ”’Try it on,’ she urges me, indicating the bra she has picked out. ”I take off my top and she hands the bra to you to put on me. You do, and I go over and stand in front of a mirror. It looks incredibly hot on me. ”’I like it,’ I say, and take it off. ’Thank you, Sarah.’ ”’Any time,’ she tells me. ’Was there anything else?’ ”’Can I…,’ you stutter and we both look at you. ’Can I touch your boobs?’ you ask her. ”’I have never touched a real boob before, only Jenny’s small buds.’ ”’Of course you can, my pretty little lesbian friend,’ she says. ”’Come here and take my bra off.’ ”In your typically discreet manner, you carefully unhook the bra and let it drop to the floor. She is now standing between us with her back towards you. Her C-cup breasts are very firm. We are now facing each other, her and me, and we’re both topless. ”From behind you grab Sarah’s tits and play with them. I reach up and kiss her on the lips. ”’You are a really good kisser,’ she tells me. ”’I’ve had lots and lots of practice,’ I reply. We kiss again, this time with even more passion. ”You feel her nipples stiffen under your touch. You stroke her belly with one hand and reach down and unbutton her pants with the other.” Lynn was rubbing frantically now. ”Slow down,” I told her. ”You’re gonna come before I’m done telling my story.” ”Sorry. It just feels so nice to rub my cunt.” She slowed down, just rubbing enough to keep the juices flowing. ”As I was saying, you unbutton her jeans and pull them down. She is wearing a pair of incredibly sexy black panties. You put your hand inside them and rub her pussy. ”’You are so beautiful, Sarah, and we like you so much,’ you compliment her. ’Please have sex with us.’ ”’Let’s go into the back,’ she suggests. We follow her to a room in the back. There is a table and a couple of chairs. ”’Let’s undress your girlfriend,’ she tells me. ”I pull off your skirt and Sarah lifts you up on the table. She slowly pulls your top over your head. ”’You have such wonderful soft skin,’ she tells you. ”’I love your tits,’ you reply. ’May I kiss them?’ ”’Please do, my young lover.’ ”I’ve taken my skirt off, and I’m on my knees in front of her panties. As I carefully pull them down I see her beautiful pussy. It is completely shaved.” ”Does it have to be completely shaved?” Lynn asked me. ”It’s my story, and I happen to like bald pussies. Sarah’s was shaved just half an hour ago. I can still smell the shaving cream. Now where was I?” ”Bald pussy.” She increased the tempo of her rubbing again. ”That’s right. I had just pulled down her panties. Focusing all my attention on her magnificent bald cunny, I start fingering and licking it. ”Meanwhile, you are sucking and licking her tits, making her moan in delight. She stops you and lifts you up on the table. You lie down, completely nude and spread for Sarah, letting her feast her eyes on your hot, hairless cunt. ”’You have such a beautiful cunt,’ she tells you, as she begins caressing it softly. ”Under the table, I’m playing with her clit and licking her. At the same time, I’m fingering myself. ”She is already very wet. I’m lapping up her juices the best I can. Her taste is divine and I don’t ever want to stop. ”Sarah spreads your pussy open with her thumbs. Her tongue is playing with your inner lips, teasing you. It sends warm feelings through your body. ”’Lick my clit,’ you beg her. ”She stops what she’s doing and looks at your flushed face. ”’Getting impatient, are we?’ she teases you. ’Come here,’ she says and lifts you off the table and down on the floor. She lays you down carefully on your back and spreads your legs wide. Sitting between your legs, she again licks your hot little cunny. ”I sit down beside her and begin rubbing and fingering Sarah’s wet pussy. She spreads her legs to give me better access. My other hand finds my own wet cunt, and I rub myself.” I got off the bed and sat down on the floor next to Lynn. She was getting closer and closer to her first self-made orgasm. ”I’m working Sarah’s craving cunt feverishly now, fingering it like crazy. I can feel she’s about to come. At the same time she is licking your cunt hole, as you lie on the floor, panting, moaning. You rub your clit wildly on the verge of the sweetest orgasm of your life.” Lynn was only moments away now. It was time to push her over the edge. ”You come first, twisting and writhing like crazy. Your orgasm triggers Sarah’s, who is now screaming out in pleasure.” At this moment Lynn came, moaning and grunting in pure pleasure. ”Then I come,” I finished up, ”my finger furiously working my hot cunny as I feel my whole body shiver and get all warm and tense.” Lynn relaxed and closed her eyes. I climbed into the armchair and sat in her lap. I caressed her pussy gently as I’d been longing to do all this time. Her breahting slowed down, and at one point I thought she was sleeping. ”How does it end?” she asked suddenly. ”What?” ”The story.” ”Oh, let me think. Ok, the end of the story: ”’That was incredible,’ Sarah says once she has recouperated enough to talk. ’You two sure know what you’re doing.’ ”’You were pretty good yourself,’ you tell her. ”We both get dressed, while Sarah is too exhausted to get up. ”’Thank you so much,’ I tell her. ’It was great. Unfortunately we have to leave now.’ ”Sarah pulls herself up on a chair. ”’Good bye,’ we say simultaneously and wave at her. ”’What about the bra?’ she asks. ”’What bra?’ I ask her. ”’You came here to buy a bra.’ ”’No, I have all the bras I need,’ I tell her, ’but maybe next Saturday.’ We wink at her and leave the store with what we came for. The end.” Lynn gave me an applause. ”I would have given you a standing ovation, but you’re sitting on me.” ”That’s ok, I’d be happy with just a kiss.” I got a kiss. ”What do you think? Is masturbating something you see yourself doing in the future?” I asked her. ”Oh yes, it was wonderful. I can totally see why you do this every day.” We sat there for a while, just kissing and fondling each other lovingly. ”I hope you understand,” I explained, ”that it was just a story. I have no intentions of sharing you with Sarah, or anybody else for that matter.” ”I know. You would be more happy just letting her watch,” she said, and then giggled. Her comment stunned me. Where did that come from? ”What do you mean?” I asked her. ”I know you’re an exhibitionist,” she said. ”An exhi-what?” ”Exhibitionist. It means you like it when people look at you, it turns you on.” ”Where did you get that from?” ”Your dad. Last week at breakfast, we were talking and I asked him about your habit of, well, showing your body. He called you an exhibitionist.” ”He did?” I was so embarrassed. ”It slipped out of him, and he regretted saying it. Even more so when I asked him what it meant. It means you get turned on by being watched by other people.” I wanted to run somewhere and hide. ”It’s ok,” she continued, ”I think it’s wonderful.” I stared at her. ”You do?” ”Yes, because, you see, I love to watch you.” ”But it sounds like I’m some kind of creepy flasher or something.” ”I don’t think you’d go that far. On the other hand, if you ever meet a flasher, and he flashes you, you can flash him back.” She laughed so hard that she started coughing. I looked around for a pillow to hit her with. When I couldn’t find anyone I tickled her instead, making her scream out loud. Right then, dad walked through the front door. We quickly got dressed and went down to meet him. It was getting late. Lynn and I excused ourselves and got ready for bed. We both got naked and climbed into bed together. We lay facing each other with the cover drawn up to our shoulders. I lay there, looking at Lynn, thinking this was the most incredible thing that had ever happened to me. It was pretty amazing that Lynn, my shy, timid girlfriend, had done this with me. ”Lynn?” ”Yes?” ”I think you are the bravest person I know.” ”Why?” ”For what you did today.” ”Thank you, but why? I didn’t do anything that you didn’t do.” ”Maybe, but it wasn’t nearly as hard for me. You had to struggle, and you could have stopped at any time. You have no idea how proud I am of you, how proud I am to be your girlfriend, that you trusted me enough to let me do all that stuff to you, even though a big part of you wanted to stop me.” She gave me a hug and a kiss. ”It’s all thanks to you, Jenny.” She then told me, ”You are my role model. I know I don’t have your kind of confidence when we’re among other people. But when there’s just you and me, I can be as confident as you. And I can, because I know you love me, and I feel safe with you. Around you, I’m not an insecure little girl. You are more than my girlfriend, you’re my inspiration. If I am brave, it is because you make me brave.” Lynn’s words made me weep. Nobody had ever said anything that beautiful to me before. Lynn wept to, and we hugged and kissed and sobbed for several minutes. I put my hand on her pussy and rubbed its soft lips gently. ”Are you horny?” I asked her. ”Yes.” ”Me too.” ”You wanna…?” ”Yes. Do you?” ”Yes.” ”We have to be quiet.” Lynn put her hand over my pussy. Her middle finger slid between my wet folds. She caressed me in a slow and steady pace. Our tongues met and our lips pressed against each other in the most wonderful, passionate, electric kiss. My finger slipped inside her pussy and I felt her moan. I slid it up and down a few times, getting it as wet as I could. Then I lifted it out under the cover. ”Taste yourself,” I said. ”Put my finger in your mouth.” She thought about it for a second, and then took my finger carefully in her mouth and licked it clean. ”I taste good,” she said with surprising cheerfulness. I went down for more maybe ten times. When I kissed her afterward, I felt the taste of her pussy juice on her tongue. It was enough to push me over the edge, and I came right then and there. Lynn was only a second behind me. We held each other in a tight embrace as we came together. The day’s events had worn us both out. We kissed goodnight and quickly fell asleep. Today didn’t turn out at all the way I had hoped. It went bad as early as breakfast, Lynn insisted on going to church with her mother. And that even though we both knew she would never let us return to an empty house. Instead, we had lunch at Lynn’s house and in the afternoon, we went to see a movie. Lynn desperately wanted to see Titanic, of all movies, and we managed to get in, even though it’s rated PG-13. Frankly, I wish we hadn’t. I mean, I would do almost anything for my baby girl, but three hours of corny love story is just too much. And she wouldn’t even let me put my arm around her. If there is one downside to having Lynn as my girlfriend, it’s all the sappy love stories she makes me watch. When the ship finally sank, I wanted to cheer. And as if that wasn’t enough, now she wants to see it again! With me! Of course, if we do, she will owe me for it. Come to think of it, Three hours is not that long. |