Disclaimer: This is not exactly something to be read if you're homophobic or think this stuff is in the slightest way disgusting. If you are under 18 you should not read this...even though I know you're going to anyway...I can at least have the comfort of knowing that I told you. I hope you enjoy my masterpiece. Please mail any comments to dd_sp_2201@hotmail.com
Love,
Lisa
I walked into the classroom for the first time that year (I had failed the class the year before and was forced to take the second semester over again) and sat down in my back of the room desk, grumbling the whole way. This class was such a drag the first time around, why the fuck couldn't I just test out of it and get the hell out of here? As I sat there bitching to myself I glanced up at the door at the perfect second and caught my first glance of the love of my life. She strode in the door with her head turned behind her laughing with her friends who were trailing in after her. She was a godess and I didn't even know her name. A little longer than shoulder length brown hair, slim build, small budding breasts, eyes so green they'd make emeralds jealous. She was much taller than myself and oddly enough the exact opposite of my type. I was usually drawn towards short, more muscular girls with more curves, blonde or light colored hair. The typical jocky preps like most of my friends were. But for some reason I was infatuated from the get go.
She sat somewhat in front of me and to the right and for the next couple of months I sat in silent awe. I'd go through my classes in a daze just waiting for ninth period to role around so I could sit and take in my secret godess. Usually after that ninth I'd hurry out to my car, race home and throw myself on my bed, touching myself and imagining it was her hands on my body and not my own. I'd flick my clit slow at first and then steadily faster and faster, while in my mind I played out the scenario of her face between my softball muscled thighs.
After three months of this pleasurable torture I finally got to know her name. Laura. I'd repeat it in my mind over and over until the word sounded foreign and unknown. Then one day, after the 3rd quarter was over, our algebra teacher reassigned seats. My heart raced and I prayed that I would be seated even remotely close to her. Then she called out my name and sat me close to the front of the room. I took my new seat, not even paying attention to my surroundings as I situated my belongings. When I looked up a moment later I was inches away from her face. I was sitting right next to her. I took in a sharp breath and with that came her perfumed air. After coming to my senses I realized I was staring directly into her eyes. My head reeled and I nearly fainted. She just looked at me and smiled.
"Hi! I'm Laura. You're Lisa right?" She said in that angelic voice of hers.
It took me a minute to find my vocal cords, but I finally did and managed to utter an archaic "Uhhh, yea, that's me." Stupid stupid stupid. 'What a first impression' I thought 'Now she thinks I'm an idiot with the vocabulary of a retarded monkey.'
"I really hope you're good at this math shit because me...well yea, let's just say I wasn't blessed with that." And with that she laughed her little girlie laugh and I nearly creamed in my thong. Maybe she wasn't blessed with math, but she certainly was blessed with everything else.
"Well I've been known to pass a test or two." Another mutilated response from the peanut gallery, but to my shock she laughed like it was the funniest thing she ever heard.
"Oh my god you're a riot. This quarter is gonna be great. I love you already." She uttered in-between giggles.
Without thinking I opened my mouth and spoke. "Well I love you too, but we won't mention that." I finally caught my words and shut my mouth. I had to fix that somehow but when I tried she simply put her tiny finger to her lips and then touched it to mine. With that one touch my whole body electrified in waves of tingles and sensations that I'm sure she must have felt, hell the teacher probably felt it.
She winked and whispered, "Yea, we won't mention it." Then turned facing forward in her seat and pretended to pay attention to class. I just sat and stared for a minute, wide eyed and slack jawed. I finally regained my composure and managed to half heartedly fake some interest in what the teacher was saying, but my mind would do flip flops just thinking that I was not only sitting next to, but slowly becoming friends with the most beautiful woman on the planet. What made it even more intense was the casual glances she would occasionally steal at first my legs, up to my tummy then at my breasts which I am quite proud of I might add. 38C and I only weighed 124 lb at 5'2". Runs in the family I guess.
Class finally let out and instead of walking behind her to watch her ass I got up enough courage to walk next to her. Six feet away, but still somewhat next to her. She saw me and hurried over to walk with me.
"Hey you. Do you think you could give me a ride home, I really don't feel like riding the bus and I happened to glance at that bulge in your pants and knowing that you're a chick, I figured they had to be car keys."
I pulled them out of my pocket and gave them a little jingle.
"Yea, if you like to drive fast." I said mock dangerously and gave a little giggle. I walked her to her locker and after she got all her stuff we trucked it out to my car. I decided to show off a bit since I did have a '98 Camero with a sweet ass system (My older brother's hand-me-down car.) I opened and shut her door for her, careful not to slam any of her in it as I did so, God what another great impression that would've made, then climbed into the drivers side and fired up the engine. I popped in my Nelly CD and played my favorite song 'Ride With Me'. She immediately squealed in delight.
"Oh My God, this is like my all time favorite song ever. You are a godess." And with that she gave me a quick peck on the cheek. I nearly slammed into the car in front of us. She just giggled and buckled her seat belt while I recovered.
She lived about twenty minutes out of my way, but it was worth it because we got to talk like two old friends. Then right out of the blue, in the middle of another sentence as a matter of fact, she asked me when I first knew I was bi. Again we just missed another collision as I coughed and sputtered. I was completely out to everyone but I didn't think she knew anything about me.
"Ummm, well it's kind of a long story," I said as we pulled into her driveway.
"Well then come in and tell me. I wanna compare notes." With that she got out of the car, gave a flirty twitch of her ass and walked up to her front porch waiting for me. I sat there for a second, put my heart back in my chest and got out of the car, totally forgetting to shut off the engine or even roll the windows up.
"Ok sweetie, I may live in a nice neighborhood but people can still drive away in your car, you'd better lock it up you nerd." She said with a sarcastic laugh. I turned around and realized yet another stupid move on my part and blushed horribly as I hurried back to my car.
Once inside her house she led me up to her room and asked if I wanted a soda. I said sure and she ran down stairs to grab some. While she was gone I took the liberty of looking around. To my total amazement I saw a bulletin board of her and some other girl whom I had never met. Some of the pictures looked just like normal friendly poses, but then I looked at others and my face dropped. Her making out with this girl, this girl with her hand up Laura's shirt, it was almost too much for my already overloaded circuits. I sat down on her bed to contemplate this just as she was walking back into her room with two cans of Dr. Pepper. I started to take a drink when she took off her shirt and started rummaging through her dresser, finding a tank top but not putting it on. I almost choked on my pop when she stood in front of her mirror and ran her hands over her bra covered breasts. I had under-estimated them. They were at least a high B. How she kept them hidden I'll never know.
"Do you think this bra looks ok on me? I like the silk, but sometimes the lace irritates my skin." And with that she unsnapped her bra and rummaged yet again through that dresser. My eyes bugged out and I'm pretty sure if I hadn't blinked they would have fallen right out of my head into my lap. She ran her fingers over her tan colored nipples and they were suddenly rock hard. Then without a word she slipped a white satin bra on, hooked it and tossed her tank top back into a drawer. She came and sat next to me on the bed.
"Well, do you like that bra? Cuz if you do I'll put it back on." She said with inquiry in her eyes. "Or would you rather me not have one on at all?" She traced a finger around her satin covered right nipple and then licked it. By this time I was so horny and in such shock that my pussy throbbed in anticipation. I could feel the lips swelling by the second. There was nothing more I wanted to do than to feel her tongue entwined in mine. But I did nothing. My body was frozen to the spot. I couldn't even speak.
Finally after a moment or two she stood, looking quite frustrated.
"Ok, are you going to kiss me or not? Or are you the type that doesn't make the first move? Oh I'm sorry, I didn't know. Well in that case..." And with that she sat back down on the bed. Slowly our faces came closer and closer until I felt her sweet lips pressed against mine. Her tongue darted out, licking my lips until I parted them to let her explore my mouth. Slowly she leaned me back til she was totally on top of me, still kissing. I reached around her back and skillfully unhooked her bra letting her round tits fall onto my chest. Tentitivly I began massaging her nipples with my index and thumb, making her pause our kiss and moan into my mouth. I finally regained my full usual vigor and rolled her over onto her back. She giggled and playfully nibbled my ear, driving me even more over the edge. My pussy was so wet I was sure I had a plate sized spot on my jeans. Still straddling her, I straighted up and pulled my baby tee off over my head while she pulled my bra down, spilling my breasts out over the edge just enough so that my nipples showed. She leaned up and lightly nibbled on one exposed nipple then did the same to the other. The sensations that coursed through my body could only be explained as electrifying. I felt sure I was going to black out, but to my surprise I didn't. Laura reached around me and fumbled with my bra. She was having difficulty so I decided to help her out with that. Just as I unsnapped it and let it fall to her chest we heard a key in the door downstairs and muffled noises of her parents. We both shot out of the bed and put our clothes back on. After a second of primping and fixing our disheveled appearance she gave me another nerve shattering kiss and then led me downstairs to meet her parents. They greeted me warmly and told Laura that she had to babysit her little sister in about an hour. They were going to dinner and a movie and wouldn't be back until around midnight. Then they looked at me and said I was welcome to come over and help since six year old Janey was quite a handful. I agreed and with Laura's company walked out to my car. She gave me a lingering peck on the lips and skipped inside. I pulled out of her drive way and sped away thinking of what the night would hold.
To be continued...