Date: Tue, 29 Jun 2004 13:14:49 -0400
From: Alex
Subject: Summer Days Part I

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even minimally to lesbian girls, or the sexual acts between two persons of
the female gender, stop right now. Don't even read the first sentence. If
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Summer Days Part I

Saturdays during the summer in the small town of Cobourg had always been
warm, especially during the late June to July period. Though, Sara had been
living in the Cobourg region for close to all of her life. She moved there
when she was three. It was still something she had not quite gotten used
to.  Perhaps, it was the cold Southern Ontario winters that kept her
uncomfortable in 35 degree heat. Yet, for some reason she was out on the
year's hottest day, strolling the small town's downtown core. She had made
plans earlier to meet up with friends down at the beach, near the band
shell. She did intend to hold true to her word of meeting them there but
she did want to get a new bathing suit from the local independent sport
store. She entered the old building and was met with a very comfortable
cool breeze. She appreciated the air condition inside. Immediately she
ventured to the rear of the store to where the bikinis were. She took her
time picking out a few suits favouring the brightly coloured ones,
especially the blue and green ones. Sara took three different bathing suits
to the change room closer to the back of the shop. A lady handed her, the
key to the change stalls and she stepped inside. Sara took off her clothes
and picked up one of the three choices of bathing suits, this one blue with
yellow and red flowers. She slid the bottom of the suit over her legs and
her little green panties. It fit rather nicely. Sara then proceeded to
place the top of the suit over her C-cup breasts. The top was the kind you
had to put over your head and then tie around your back. She got the top
fastened then did little turns in the mirror on the door, modeling her and
at the same time checking her out. She looked at her body as her image
looked back at her. She stopped turning for a moment and seemed to be fixed
on her image. She let her mind wander and it took her images of herself and
another girl. It was her and another girl one lying on top of the other.
The two were most definitely naked and enjoying it. The two were kissing
deeply and passionately, if not lustily. Both their hands were roving all
over each other rubbing stroking and even probing each other in a very
heated embrace. Although, Sara was clearly visible and identified, her
lover was not. She was blurry and undefined.  At first she seemed turned on
and aroused by the images and the emotions evoked inside her. Disbelieving,
she shook her head and murmured to herself, "Can't be, I'm not lesbian, nor
do I find women attractive sexually." She chuckled as to shoo away her
daydream and she continued to change and try on bathing suits.

	Sara finished trying out bathing suits without further daydreams
interrupting her time in the change room. She eventually chose the second
one she tried on. It was an indigo blue with waves of pink and green. She
paid the man at the cash register and left the store. She continued her way
down King street, being the main street, and crossed the street and met up
with her friends, who were kicking up a hacky sack and listening to old
`60's and `70's classic rock. She greeted her friends with a wave from
afar. They waved back and beckoned for her to quicken her pace. They
watched her approach with her newly acquired purchase in hand. She smiled
as she sat down on the beach blanket they had brought with them. Around her
sat her friends; Cody, Seth, Ashley, Vanessa, Kate, Lacy, Kyle, Amanda,
Sarah and Derek. The guys Lacy and Amanda were playing hacky sack so the
rest of them sat down and tuned in to the April Wine that was coming from
the small stereo which was tuned to Q-107 the local classic rock station.

"I've had enough of the heat," piped Kate, "Let's hit the water. What do
you guys say?"

All but Cody and Seth agreed to go swimming.

"I'll be right back," Sara told them, "I've got to just get my bathing suit
on."

"Oh good, as do I," Amanda told her.

"Alright, let's go to the change rooms."

One of the guys grinned, it was Kyle, "Nah, that's alright you can change
here!" he laughed again.

"You'd like that," joked Sara. "But I'm too good for your eyes, honey," she
laughed back at him.

Kyle picked up a stick and threw it at her playfully. Some of her friends
were telling her they thought he liked her, but she felt no real affection
for him, loving or otherwise.

Sara grabbed her bikini and stood waiting for Amanda, who then stood up and
began to walk. Sara followed up quickly.

	When the two go to the change rooms the building was full up except
for one stall. Sara saw this and volunteered to go second after Amanda,
saying it wasn't any trouble.

"No, no, that's alright, we can just change together," she smiled. "We're
not prudish are we?" she laughed. For some reason Amanda's smile struck her
strangely, not like just any smile, but it caught her a loving, as if she
were her sister or. Sara stopped her train of thought, not wanting to
continue this idea, knowing full well where it might lead her.

"Are you getting in? Or do you want to change in front of an old lady?"
laughed Amanda.

Why was Amanda being like this? Did she know what she was feeling? What her
emotions were doing to her? Or was this all just in her head? Sara was so
confused. If it wasn't for her conscience she would be flirting with her,
trying to kiss her. But she couldn't let that happen. Imagine what people
would think of her, she thought to herself.

"Sara! Come on! I want to hit the water!"

"Oh sorry, I was day dreaming." Sara forced a laugh.

She got into the cramped stall with Amanda. Once again thoughts rifled
through her head. Was she wet? She couldn't tell. If she was, was it
Amanda's fault? Would she sense it? Sara was almost scared, if not
embarrassed a bit by all these emotions and feelings. Why was she feeling
this all of a sudden? Never before had she thought of women or girls not
like this! Especially not like this (her friends!!)

"Sara, the point of changing is to sorta undress and then dress again, eh?"
Amanda looked at her sideways, as if trying to get a hold of an unconscious
person.

Sara shook her head again dispelling her thoughts.

"I'm sorry, Amanda," Just been having some strange thoughts that's all,"
Sara smiled

"Like what?"

"Um, nothing serious, I hope!" Sara laughed, Amanda laughed back.

The tension between Sara and Amanda loosed and Sara began to change.

She lifted her shirt over her golden blonde/blonde hair cut recently in a
layered haircut. Her bra'ed breasts protruded forward from her chest
emphasizing her bra.

"I really like your bra," complimented Amanda,"Especially the little pink
flower in the centre."

"Oh," Sara blushed brightly. "Um, thank you. I like yours too." Amanda was
wearing a lacey white and pink bra that covered her large B-cup breasts not
quite so well, though perhaps this is what Amanda wanted, to try and show
off her assets.

Amanda turned around and bent over and slid her panties down, putting her
ass and partially her vagina on display to Sara. Sara began to feel her
pussy begin to lubricate this time for sure. She felt the deepest and
darkest urge to reach out and touch Amanda. Amanda backed up against Sara
then felt her body behind her.

"Oops, I'm sorry," Laughed Amanda. "I hope you don't mind." Sara was flush
in the face with lust and horniness.

She swallowed to clear her throat, "Oh, um, no not at all." She lied, she
did mind, she wanted so much more from Amanda.

Amanda stood up and came closer, if possible, to Sara and placed her hand
on her upper arm.

"Do you find me attractive, Sara?" she asked blatantly. "'Cause, I'm
beginning to think you are," she said rather seductively.

"I'm not a lesbian, if that's what you mean!" Sara protested.

"Oh no, of course not," Amanda held her hand in place. "I just thought for
some reason you were, I know I am, though just a little." Sara had almost a
look of fear but yet a look of pure lust in her eyes. Amanda reached down
and cupped Sara's pussy and pulled her head closer and kissed Sara on the
neck.

"You're so wet, so am I," she whispered. "I want to take you."

Sara pulled away, "Amanda, I'm sorry. I just...I just can't. I...I want to,
at least my body wants to. But...I...just can't. I'm sorry."

Amanda looked at her, "I'm sorry too. I didn't mean to come on that hard.
You're just much more beautiful than most girls and you're always right
there, almost taunting me."

"Can we just sorta forget this happened?"

"I'll forget it happened, don't worry," Replied Amanda

There was an awkward silence between the two, until Sara piped up.

"Alright, sounds good. Let's just go swimming." Sara smiled.

Amanda smiled back and the two changed quickly, this time without
interruption. They then quickly left the change room too meet back up with
their friends.

Sara, Amanda and the rest of her friends spent the rest of the day swimming
and having fun just hanging out at the beach. Sara eventually made it home
later that night near midnight.

	Sara climbed the stairs to her room quietly in the dark. She made
her way to her bed, undressed and slid under the covers. Sara tried at
first to go right to sleep, but her mind was bombarded by the emotions
evoked by Amanda's forwardness earlier that day. Sara closed her eyes and
revisited that brief moment and found herself becoming increasingly
aroused. She left go of her inhibitions and pushed her panties down past
her knees. She reached down to her crotch and stroked her hot wet slit. Her
fingers expertly stroked her dripping cunt, being no stranger to
masturbation; Sara deftly began working on her clit. She used her middle
finger to continue stroking her slit while she let her thumb rub her little
bud of a clit. Sara moaned quietly into the naked air. She imagined Amanda
walking into her dark room, barely lighted except for the minimal light
coming from the street outside her window. She imagined Amanda naked
crawling over her bed and lying down beside her, reaching over and cupping
her breasts and whispering into her ear sweet, lusty and dirty things that
Sara had never tried before. Sara smiled to herself while she continued to
rub her slit and she now began rubbing her breasts. She wanted to taste and
touch Amanda. Amanda had filler her with so many emotions, never like
anything before it. She wanted Amanda now. To do the things she wanted, to
let Amanda have her way with her, to touch and tongue every part of her
body. Sara moaned again and decided to step things up a bit and to finish
herself off. Sara took her middle and ring finger and plunged them into her
soaking cunt. She almost screamed before she realised the others who lived
in her house, namely her family. Sara quickened her fingering pace and felt
her body convulse. She bit down hard and whimpered into the air. She felt
her body completely drain of energy. As her body came down from the ecstasy
of arousal and lust, she almost felt bad about the feelings she had, but
quickly ignored them. She had come to the revelation that, yes she was a
lesbian and it took her friend aggressiveness to realise that she was a
lesbian and that this is what she wanted. Sara fell asleep but decided to
call Amanda the next day.

	Amanda went to bed that night feeling disappointment in herself and
yet. She was disappointed in herself at how easily she had let go of
herself while in the stall. What if Sara told people that she was a
lesbian? Would her friends care? No, probably not, they were all very
accepting and liberal people. Would others care? Would Sara try and avoid
her from now on? Amanda was positive that Sara was at least bisexual. She
had had very close relationships with guys, although never had sex with a
male or female. Had she scared Sara off girls for good? Or just startled
her? Perhaps, she should have started off slower, baited Sara instead of
attack her? Amanda didn't know what to think. But she did want Sara. She
wanted Sara badly. Not only that, she felt she needed Sara. She was so
beautiful. Amanda fell asleep thinking of her, only to wake up the next
morning with her hand between her legs.

	Sara woke that morning with a smile on her face and erotic images
in her mind. She lay in bed for a few minutes and let her dreams from the
night before drift through her mind and she let her fingers drift across
her slowly dampening slit. Sara smiled as she played with her cunt. She had
always enjoyed the feel of her fingers dipping into her vagina. She had
discovered masturbation around the same time the rest of her friends
did. Unlike her friends though, she wholly enjoyed the pleasuring act,
which helped her calm down and relax. Sara continued to fondle her breasts
paying close attention to her nipples and the skin around her nipples; she
had discovered this especially helped while she masturbated. Sara rolled
over on to her stomach could moan loudly into her pillows. Now that she
felt she was aroused quite fully, Sara let her middle and ring finger slide
just past the lips of her pussy and gently penetrates her cunt. She moaned
quietly and pushed further inside herself.  Sara curled her fingers inside
of herself and managed to apply pressure to her g-spot. This sent her over
the edge. Sara managed to stifle a scream and felt her whole body climax
with her vagina. As if her whole body participated with the orgasm. Sara
released herself from the orgasms and got up. Today she would call Amanda
and explain everything. But first she had a very arousing shower to
take. She picked out her clothes for the day. She paid special attention to
try and make herself look very appealing to Amanda. She split a grin when
she picked out a small lacy blue thong and push-up bra, not that she really
needed it, her breasts were perky enough as is, though it didn't hurt. She
ginned to herself for two reasons; one for the shower she was about to have
and two; for the encounter with Amanda later. She would make it up to
Amanda for disappointing her later. She walked to the washroom smiling
inside, anticipating the shower.

	Sara emerged from the shower almost tired from the orgasm she had
wracked her body with. She dried herself and dressed in her particularly
skimpy outfit, hoping that it would certainly attract the attention of
Amanda.  She dressed quickly but with precision and care then went
downstairs and picked up the phone. She dialed Amanda's number and waited
as the tone rang until:

"Hello, Amanda speaking. Who is this?"

"Oh, um. Hi, Amanda? It's me Sara." She stammered.

"Hi, Sara. What's up?" she asked.

"Um, well, can you come over? I think I need your help with something. I
mean, if you're not busy or anything?"

"Sure, I can make it. Um. You didn't like, tell anyone about yesterday did
you?" she asked shyly. "'Cause, I'm really sorry if I upset you."

"No, it's alright, I didn't tell a soul. But you don't mind coming over do
you?"

"Not at all, I'll be over soon."  Amanda hung up the phone and got ready.

	Only a few minutes later did Amanda knock the door at Sara's house.
Sara literally ran to the door, stopped and checked herself out in the
mirror next to the door. Satisfied with her appearance, she leaned forward
and opened the door.

"Hi Amanda, come on in. My parents aren't home so, it's just us two." Sara
smiled.

"That's alright." Amanda smiled back.

"You want to watch a movie or something?" asked Sara.

"Sure, what do you have?"

"Um, I've got some. Want to check them out and decide for yourself?"

Amanda bent down in front of Sara and began to sift through the DVD's down
in front of her. Amanda finally decided upon a romantic drama, which was
usually labeled by most, a "Chick Flick." Neither girl cared. It was a good
movie.

"Good choice," chimed Sara.

"Thank you, it's one of my favourites," she smiled.

Sara took the movie and inserted it into the DVD player and sat back next
to Amanda. She sat close enough to touch her yet far enough away not to
suggest her lust-filled intentions.  Sara started the movie with the remote
to her right and they skipped through the previews, until the beginning
credits had finished rolling and the first character was on screen. The
movie progressed just as most romantic dramas do. First the meeting which
is love at first sight, then they end up in some sort of falling out then
they fall back in love but can't be together then at the end they either
get back together in some cry moment or they never get back together. It
was nearing the end, a part where the two main characters, which were
deeply in "love", were becoming intimate. This fueled Sara. She scooted
closer to Amanda and then placed her hand on Amanda's knee.  Sara pretended
to be tired, yawned deeply and let her head slide to the back of the couch
then to Amanda's shoulder. She paused and waited for a response. After a
few minutes of no response, Sara decided to step up the flirting and
forwardness. She leaned her head up and whispered into Amanda's ear.

"I'm sorry for pushing you away earlier. I was afraid of my feelings, my
emotions. But now I know that I want you and I want to make it up to you."
Sara then nibbled Amanda's ear gently.

This revelation sent shivers of ecstasy up and down her spine. Amanda
whirled around and took Sara in a very passionate embrace. Their lips met
and opened and their tongues danced around each other. Their hands moved
up, down and all over each other feeling and touching each other. Feeling
each others bodies for all they're worth, at least right now.

	Sara pulled back from Amanda.

"Let's take this to my room. We can much more fun up there." Sara told her.
Sara led Amanda away from the couch and up the stairs. Both wore large
grins on their faces.

End Part One