Date: Fri, 21 Oct 2005 21:38:27 +0100
From: susan kendrick <suzie_xx@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Geeks Anonymous

This fictional story describes explicit consensual sex involving teenage
girls. If you are likely to find this subject offensive, or if you are not
old enough to read such material where you live then do not read any
further.

You are welcome to keep a copy of this on your computer for your own
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material.  (suzie_xx@hotmail.co.uk)

Subject codes Ff ff


GEEKS ANONYMOUS - BY SUZIE XX

Chapter 1 -- Beginnings

I will explain the title later, but first let me tell you a little about
me.

I had a miserable time in my `formative' years up to the time I was 11. I
had a form of leukaemia and seemed to be always in and out of hospitals
until I finally got a treatment that worked when I was 10. I won't bore you
with the details of all the chemotherapy and other treatments I had to
endure but this had several consequences for me.

Schooling was one, and I seemed to spend all the time during the odd spell
when I was at school catching up with the work, and although I had an
obvious gift to be able to do this, I never really was given a chance to
prove myself or shine academically.

The other consequences were more physical. My hormonal development was
delayed so that by age 11, when I moved to secondary education, my chest
was flat, there was no sign of development in other areas and I was
painfully thin, which accentuated the lack of puberty development. Also my
eyesight was poor which meant I had to wear correctional glasses to bring
my vision back to normal. All in all I looked every inch a geek.

As I missed the final year tests at primary school and my class work
inevitably had a hurried look about it, my first year at secondary school
was spent in a lower form than my intelligence should have justified. I
felt a bit of a loner, the boys shied away from me and the girls didn't
want me in their cliques or gangs. So I threw myself into the lessons and
for the first time I was given the opportunity to excel and I did just
that.

I was always top of the class, always getting marks way ahead of anyone
else. This did nothing for my lack of popularity of course and, if that was
possible, it made it worse. I had confirmed myself as a geek and got called
all the usual names, swot, bookworm, egghead, four-eyes and ass-licker etc.

It was not until the summer recess after that first year that I started
becoming aware of sexual stirrings for the first time. Up until then I had
touched myself a little as all kids do but had not felt much besides a
slight pleasure in doing so. One evening I woke up thirsty about 11.00pm
and started down the stairs to get some water from the fridge, but noises
from the lounge made me pause on the way down. I sat on the stairs and slid
down stair by stair on my bottom until I could see what was going on. I saw
my parents in the middle of having sex on the settee and I know I should
have gone straight back to my room, but instead I sat there looking through
the banisters at the scene.

Mum was kneeling up on the settee facing my direction and dad was behind
her keeping up a steady thrusting. I was fascinated mostly, I think, by the
sight of my mum's boobs, which were swinging wildly underneath her with
each thrust from behind, and for the first time I felt a definite tingling
between my legs.

I put my hand beneath my nightie and onto my panty crotch and felt an
instant jolt of pleasure as I watched. I didn't want to embarrass them or
me by getting caught being a voyeur so I moved back up the stairs very
slowly and back into bed. I touched myself again and rubbed gently at my
vulva feeling a wonderful sensation. I didn't orgasm and must have fallen
into a doze.

I had no idea how long this sex stuff took so waited for nearly an hour
until my parents came upstairs and then I finally slipped down for the
drink. Each time I went to bed from then on I replayed the scene I had
witnessed in my head and excited myself with my fingers, and always my
mum's breasts were the centre of my fantasies and I got a little worried at
what was turning me on.

Thankfully I was moved up into the top set for the second year and the work
became a lot more challenging, although I remained in the top two of the
class. I was starting finally to have a little breast development and a few
wispy hairs had appeared on my pubes. My waist had started to look a little
more like a girl's and I was happier with life. My eyesight had corrected
and I no longer had to wear spectacles, but I was still a loner and the
other classmates were not exactly queuing to be pally with me.

After a month or so I became aware that there was another girl in the class
who was always by herself and, like me, could usually be found reading in
the breaks. I had noticed her as she was the only person who achieved the
same sort of marks as me, and sometimes more, and I thought she looked nice
although was labelled a geek too by the others. I was unused to the concept
of having friends but decided to make the effort to be her friend.

A few times I stood there willing myself to go and talk with her but my
shyness made me chicken out each time. That is until we were set an
assignment in geography that we had to complete in pairs, and this gave me
the inertia to finally approach her.  So that lunchtime I sat down on the
bench where she was reading as usual and said "Hi".

"Oh, hi" she answered, looking up from her book with a slightly startled
expression, "You're the new girl aren't you?"

"Well, new to this class anyway. My name's Lara, by the way."

"Yes I know, and mine's..."

"...Kelsey", I finished, realising introductions were a bit silly as we
hear our names every day in class. "Kelsey, I was going to ask if you would
be my partner in the geography assignment".

"Your partner? I don't know. Wouldn't that be a little unfair? We are
already the top two in class and that seems a bit elitist maybe."

I hadn't expected rejection somehow and my face fell. "Y-yes I'm sorry,
you're right, b- but I don't really have any friends and most of the others
seemed to p-pair up straight away." I stammered as a child and it seemed to
creep back in when I got flustered or nervous. I had just one thought --
run!

"No it's me that should be sorry," she said quickly, holding my lower arm
to stop me, "I don't have any friends either, so I'd be happy to partner
you, and I'm so happy you asked. I'm just not used to girls being nice to
me and have learned to be a bit defensive."

"Yes, I know what you mean. I know this will come out all wrong, but when I
came into this class I was glad someone else was getting called geek and
swot and so on, it took the heat off of me as I was the only recipient in
the last year. At least we're sharing the geek role now."

She laughed suddenly and her face seemed to come alive. It started me
laughing too and it seemed like a long time since I'd done any more than
smile weakly at anything.

"We can be known as the Two Swots" she said in a parody of a popular TV
show at the time, `The Two Ronnie's', and she was shaking with laughter
that must have come, like mine, from years of being put down.

"Or Geeks Anonymous" I threw in amid shrieks of laughter. The bell went for
lessons but we'd both made a firm friend that lunchtime. We agreed to meet
up at the afternoon break to talk about the assignment. At the break we
agreed to meet up on Sunday to start planning the assignment which was
meant to take until just before Christmas, so we had plenty of time.

I loved the way she laughed but then to my surprise it turned into crying.
"Oh Kelsey have I said something wrong?" I asked.

"No", she sobbed, "I'm not used to having a friend and I'm happy, really I
am. We are friends, aren't we?" She was one of those people who cried a lot
and for any reason I was to find out.

"Yes, I hope we can be good friends. Best friends." I put my arm on her
shoulder and she leant against my arm just for a few seconds, until the
bell once again interrupted us. I wiped the tear from her cheek and she
beamed at me. As the days wore on that week we seemed to become
inseparable, usually talking about our lessons, homework or the extra work
we were going to do to keep ahead of the class. Sometimes, though, we would
talk about TV programmes, what we liked playing or what films we liked.

On the Friday, at the morning break she looked a little nervous and was
quiet for a minute or two.

"What do you think about boys?" she asked after a while.

"What do you mean?" I asked back.

"Well, you know, you've not mentioned boys and that's all some girls talk
about. Would you date a boy if he asked you out?"

I didn't know how to answer that. "I haven't even started my p-periods yet,
and haven't really g-given any thought to boys." I stammered. I could
hardly tell her I fantasised about my mum's breasts could I?

"Oh Lara", she consoled, "the way your boobs are starting to grow you will
start the periods soon for sure. I'm sorry I mentioned it."

"That's OK, I didn't mind. So would you?" She looked at me quizzically so I
added "go on a date with a boy I mean."

"Oh god, no! I don't like them at all, well not yet anyway. I'm not going
to get distracted by all that stuff while I'm at school, anyway. Can't have
you beating me!"  She grinned and dodged my playful slap. "Anyway, I don't
think anyone will ask me out this side of never so the situation won't
arise!"

"Me either!" I laughed, "but you never know".


Chapter 2 -- Feelings develop

On Saturday we met up to do some shopping and bought matching GAP
sweatshirts and wore them all day. We spent the rest of the morning looking
round shops and sitting in the library. I had intended to go home after
lunch and do some research homework but I didn't want this time with Kelsey
to end somehow. I knew she had plans too, going to see her grandparents
with her mum, but after a Big Mac and Diet Coke she said "Do you fancy
going to the cinema or something."

"What about your grandparents?"

"Well they'll still be there next week, and don't tell me you will too!
Look, I'm enjoying today with you and I don't ever enjoy myself at the
weekend. I don't want the enjoyment to end just yet, OK?" So we found
ourselves taking turns phoning our parents on our mobile phones with the
change of plans, and walked into the park to kill time until the cinema
opened. She linked her arm through mine as we walked round the path.

"Lara?" she said quietly.

"What?"

"That illness you had? Was it really horrible? Tell me about it".

"Well it wasn't a lot of fun that's for sure. Do you really want to know?"
She nodded and I told her all the gory details of the chemo' and how my
hair kept falling out and would grow back again, then fall out once more
with every new treatment.

"Oh poor you, that must have been hell. Are they sure it won't ever come
back?"

"No, they can't be sure, but there's a good chance I'll be OK now. I don't
think I could cope with all that again." My voice was faltering and I
couldn't stop the tears. She stopped, pulled me round in front of her and
dried the tears with a tissue.

"Hey I'm sorry to have dredged up sad memories." She then took me by
surprise with a kiss on the lips. Not a big passionate kiss, just a peck
really, but there seemed to be a lot of feelings in it, or so it
seemed. She was embarrassed and we walked on as if it hadn't happened. Once
again she put her arm through mine and snuggled up close.

She told me about her childhood, how she had been painfully shy and never
really had a friend before. Yes she had lots of kids at her birthday
parties but after being the centre of attention while they gave her little
presents, they would practically ignore her the rest of the time. Even then
she had found it impossibly difficult to make friends, and as she grew
older and ever gawkier, she had got used to keeping her own company.

"Mum says I'm an introvert," she said, "and I build mental walls that keep
everyone out and they keep telling me I must try to be more outgoing then
I'd make friends. It's funny but with you there are no walls, it's like
you're the next door pea in the pod, so like me in many ways."

"Now she's calling me a pea!" I said jokingly. She shrieked out with
laughter and said that's what the GAP on our shirts stood for, Geeks
Anonymous Peas. We started running and every so often shouted out G A P!
Then leap up in a star jump shouting Yeahhhhhh.  Other people in the park
must have thought us insane but somehow the GAP thing was giving us a
shared identity and maybe strength or confidence or something.  We had come
to the toilet block and I said "Talking of peas, I need one pretty bad,
wait for me."

"Hey I need one too. I'll come with you." There were three cubicles, one
was out of order; another was in a disgusting state; so we raced to get
into the last one before the other did and managed to wedge ourselves in
the door before we both squeezed forward together. We shut the door and
laughed as we raced to get our pants down and get our bum on the seat first
and I just beat her. Below her sweat shirt I could see some fair hair just
in the `V' made by her crossed legs.

The sound of my pee hitting the water was making her cross her legs tighter
and do a dance of desperation, and as I wiped she pulled me off, sat down
and was letting go even before her bum touched the seat! We giggled and as
she sat there finishing, she, too, was looking at my few wispy
hairs. Neither of us said anything but we both very aware that we had been
doing something others would call bad. We took our time pulling our
knickers up, both still looking openly at the other's genital area.

Outside, we again acted as though nothing had happened, and maybe it was
all in my head but I was starting to feel very attracted to her and, not
for the first time that day, I worried about my sexuality.

At the cinema, for most of the film we sat there scoffing popcorn and
enjoying the film but at one scary part of it she grabbed hold of my hand
and squeezed it tight and we continued holding hands for the rest of the
movie. She seemed to see nothing unusual in this but the touch of her hand
was sending weird sensations throughout my body and I had to make a real
effort to pick up the action on screen. `She's another girl for heaven's
sake' I told myself, `just stop it Lara.'

After the cinema we caught a bus home, and as we lived only minutes apart
we got off at the same stop. She gave a little squeeze of my hand as we
said goodbye and arranged for me to go to her house at 2.00pm on Sunday to
start our assignment. Then she ran off towards her house and I watched her
till she was out of sight before walking home with confusion in my head.

The following day at lunch I told my parents I was going to Kelsey's for
the afternoon but would be back for tea. At Kelsey's house, though, I was
being talked about. She had told her mum how much she enjoyed my company
and was asking if I could stay for tea.  Her mum asked what we would want
and Kelsey told her that the doctor said I should eat lots of carbohydrate
to build my weight up and they agreed on sandwiches.

Her mum remarked that is was unusual for a girl to want to put weight on,
normally the opposite is true and Kelsey told her about my illness. So it
was that when I arrived at her house Kelsey asked me to stay for tea and I
was overjoyed and rang my mum to tell her I would be much later
home. Kelsey took me in the lounge to meet her parents.  Her mum was
lovely, an older version of Kelsey in some ways with the same fair hair cut
quite short. She asked me what sort of bread I preferred and what I liked
in sandwiches.

Her dad was very fit looking, and had on gym shorts and a training vest
with trainers on his feet. He apologised for his look and said he was just
going for a workout. I asked him where he goes and he said come with me and
I'll show you. Kelsey was sniggering as her dad led me through a door and
into a home gym, obviously in what should be a double garage. There was an
exercise bike, four different kinds of apparatus with weights and a rowing
machine.

There were also dumb-bells and bar weights and I said that's amazing. I
told him that I should be doing weight training to build up my body but
never seemed to have time with all the school work I do. He told me I was
welcome to use this equipment but only after proper instruction and
supervision. Kelsey said she wouldn't mind doing it too so her dad said he
would give us instruction next weekend.

We spent the afternoon laying the basics for the assignment and agreeing
who would be doing what research, and what we would need to do
together. Kelsey's mum brought us up a cup of tea and some cakes during the
afternoon and found us hard at work sitting at the desk. We decided to call
it a day when it was nearly time for the sandwiches and packed everything
into folders. We stood up and stretched then she shouted G A P and we did
our star jump together and both laughed then hugged each other. I think it
was meant to be a quick hug but somehow neither of us wanted to let go.

I loved the feel of her body against mine, the softness of her breasts
squeezed against my small beginnings and the sweet smell of her hair. She
was also not in any hurry to part and the hug turned into a cuddle. She
nuzzled into my neck and kissed me a few times there and I did the same,
and eventually we turned our faces to each other and looked into each
others eyes with real affection. Our lips came together and we kissed just
for a few seconds, and then again for much longer, but then she let go and
said "Come on lets eat, I'm starving".

I still wasn't sure what messages she was sending me, but I was feeling
incredibly turned on and had a squishy feeling between my legs. I had heard
about girls getting wet but this hadn't happened to me before. I went into
the bathroom to dry myself and sat on the toilet while I made a pad of
toilet paper and wiped myself. I was shocked to see blood on the toilet
paper as well as wetness and when I looked at the crotch of my panties
there was blood there too as well as a big wet stain. Although I suppose I
knew what it was, I panicked a little and called out to Kelsey who was
waiting outside. When she asked what was up I said "Help me Kels, I'm
bleeding".

She came rushing in and I showed her the tissue and my knickers. She
laughed and said "It's OK baby, you've just started your periods. I said it
wouldn't be long didn't I?"  There was a knock at the door and Kelsey's mum
poked her head in too. "Are you OK? I heard you call out something about
bleeding."

"It's OK mum, Lara's just started her first period I think."  Her mum came
in and looked for herself. I was feeling terribly embarrassed with two
girls seeing me obviously wet but neither of them seemed to notice. "Kelsey
be a dear and get Lara a clean pair of your panties, and I'll find a pad
for her."

She opened the bathroom cabinet and took a pad from a box. "I take it you
don't have anything with you?" she asked.

"No, I have some at home but I wasn't expecting this."

"It's OK darling, take off the messy pants and I'll show you how to fix
this". Kelsey came in with a clean pair and her mum gave me the pad and
told me to peel off the paper and helped me stick it to the panties. "Have
a wee and dry yourself well before you pull them up."

She left me to get on but Kelsey stayed chatting to me. "Did I do that?"

"What?"

"Made you all wet, silly."

I blushed crimson and stammered "I d-dunno, I g-guess so. I'm really
sorry."

She laughed and said "Oh don't worry Lara, you make me wet all the time
when I'm with you".

"I do?"

"Sure, see?" With that she hoisted up her skirt and showed me a wet stain
on her own panties. "I guess we like each other more than we admit eh?"

I pulled up my borrowed pants, still blushing deeply. Kelsey put her arm
round me and wiped away a tear in my eye and together we went
downstairs. Her mum had already told her dad it seemed as he was opening a
bottle of fizzy wine. He poured us all a glass. Her mum said "I shouldn't
be encouraging you girls to drink, but we should toast Lara and welcome her
to womanhood. It's a big step for a girl and I'm sorry it's not champagne!"
My blushing seemed permanent but I raised my glass too and took a sip of
the wine.  "Well I'm nearly 13 and know I'm late getting there but thanks."

"Don't worry everyone goes at their own pace and I gather there's reasons
for it being a little delayed" added her dad.

"And I only got mine last year anyway" said Kelsey.

"Come on let's eat" said her mum "I think we're embarrassing Lara." After
the meal her dad said "Come on Kelsey you can help me wash up". They
cleared all the plates away and rather meaningfully closed the door,
leaving me with her mum. She sat next to me on the settee and took hold of
my hand. `Oh Oh' I thought, `this reminds me of mum's birds and bees talk.'

"Lara, there's nothing to be embarrassed about, we all get periods and it's
no big deal" she said. "You do realise that it's now possible for you to
get pregnant, so you must be careful if you date any boys from now on." I
gave a little nervous giggle and told her I knew all about that stuff, and
anyway I didn't have any plans to date boys yet. "Well I just thought I'd
mention it. I couldn't help noticing you were a little wet earlier, and
wanted to let you know that's normal too."

Again I blushed to my roots. "Don't worry sweetheart" she continued "girls
often feel excited by their first friends, no matter what sex they
are. It's nothing to be ashamed about and you may both feel like
experimenting a bit, sexually I mean, with each other and that's OK
too. You have to start somewhere and boys take a while to become mature
enough, so girls have always taken the first steps with each other. I did
and so did most of my friends."

I felt less red-faced now and thanked her for that. "Yes I do feel funny
when I'm with Kelsey and thought I was turning gay or something."

"Don't you realise that Kelsey is feeling the same for you? She expressed
exactly the same fears to me last night. I told her too that it doesn't
mean anything like that and it's just a stage everyone goes through. She
was quite upset and confused about how she was feeling for you and was
afraid you'd dump her if you found out, so has been getting frustrated
about trying to keep it from you. That's why I wanted this talk as there's
no point in both of you trying to hide your feelings and making yourselves
ill.  Pete and I both understand and wont mind if you are open about your
feelings, so don't feel awkward if you want to kiss each other or anything
in front of us OK?"

Kelsey came back in just then, leaving the washing up to her dad, so I
smiled and nodded at her mum. I saw her mum do the same to Kelsey so I
realised this pep-talk had all been planned even before I started
bleeding. Kelsey sat between her mum and me on the settee while her dad
went for a jog. "Oh Lara I was so happy to see you wet and realised you
were getting turned on too." She kissed me again but this time there was
warmth being shared.

After a while, as we sat there holding hands and looking in each other's
eyes, I told her that I would have to go soon. Kelsey went up to get my bag
and I turned to her mum and gave her a little kiss. "Thanks for all you've
done, Mrs Carter, Kelsey's lucky in having such a great mum."

"Well thanks Lara, I'm glad I could help. I gather we'll be seeing you
every Sunday now for a while, till the project has finished."

"Yes, if you don't mind of course. I may be around to use the gym too at
other times and you'll probably get sick of me being around."

Chapter 3 -- Fingered at the Gym

The next week dragged by at school. My first period was a short-lived
affair, with not much happening beyond Tuesday. Kelsey and I both immersed
ourselves in school work as usual and by mutual agreement didn't sit next
to each other in lessons or see each other on weekday evenings to avoid
distraction.

We still spent our breaks together but to avoid any rumours being spread we
didn't show any outward affection to the other at school although we
repeatedly told each other how much we liked them, when no-one was near. It
was so different at the weekend although Kelsey came on with her period
exactly a week after me on the Sunday.

Before that, though, on the Saturday morning Kelsey's dad, Pete, gave us an
induction in his gym. He was very good and took us through the warm-up
stretching and exercises and insisted we do them each time before using the
gym. Likewise we had to make sure we did the stretching when we finished
before going for a shower. He showed us how to set the bike and although I
needed weights more than aerobic exercises I had to cycle for a while to
get the heart rate up.

He started us off at quite light weights on the other equipment and said we
should build up gradually. He apologised that he must touch our muscles
occasionally so he could see that the right muscles were being used and how
much they were being worked.  He asked if that would be OK with us being
girls and we both said it was fine if that was necessary.

So when we cycled he felt the backs of our legs and the top of the thigh
and seemed happy that all was well. While we lifted weights he would feel
the relevant muscles of our arms or back and it all seemed quite natural
and he did it to us both equally and without fuss and we soon got used to
the routine.  In one exercise where I had to lift a light weight with my
legs he felt my stomach muscles and had me touch them myself. He said "Can
you feel there aren't enough weights on to work the muscles?"

"I don't know what I'm supposed to feel."

He added some more weights on. He felt the muscles again and said that was
better and told me to touch them again. I could feel the muscles
contracting much stronger now.

"Yes, I can feel the difference. I understand why you need to touch now."

Half way through, Carol came out to watch us too and said "I hope you are
just feeling the muscle groups Pete" and grinned. Pete grinned back and he
invited her to help too and she seemed happy to help. Because Kels and I
were on different apparatus Carol volunteered to check me if Pete did
Kelsey. The muscle groups that were used were stencilled onto the equipment
and Carol said she had done this before so knew what to feel for. For my
next exercise I had to lay on my front and push weights downward with my
foot. "This is for your thighs and gluteus maximus." She said.

"What the hell is that?"

"Your bottom in other words." she grinned. She put her hand on my thigh and
felt the muscle and said "stop a moment." She added another weight and I
could feel it immediately. She felt my thigh again and said "That's much
better. Is it OK to feel the muscle in your bottom too?"

I said "Yes, of course" and she moved her hand onto my cheeks feeling the
muscle tighten and relax.

"That's great" she said. "That should get some shape on this little bum of
yours." She kept her hand there for a little longer than necessary, I
thought, and even rubbed her thumb into the crack. She pressed on my anus
and I thought `what the hell is she doing?'  Suddenly I found it very
arousing and thankfully she removed her hands before it got a problem. I
was glad to get up and take a swig of water, cooling my rising heat. Pete
was feeling the top of Kelsey's legs and I couldn't help noticing the front
of his shorts showed a bulge. `Was this arousing him too?'

Something similar happened with the next exercise where the muscles on the
top of my thigh were used. She felt the top of the thigh above my knee,
then on the inside and then moved nearer to the top of my leg on the top of
the thigh then down the inside, very close to the leg of my very short gym
sweat-shorts and my pussy within. On the other leg she repeated this and at
the end her thumb ran along the crotch of the shorts. I know she had seen
my bare pussy last week when my period came on but it gave me a jolt when
she touched it.

I was sure it was accidental but once again I was embarrassing myself with
the amount wetness I was producing. I changed apparatus then and directly I
read the next muscle groups as chest and upper abdomen I thought this
wouldn't help me any.  Although my boobs were tiny still, they were also
extremely sensitive to touch, probably through all the growth going on, but
I knew this was an area I needed to pad out a bit to stop my boobs looking
so out of place.

Carol put her hands around my waist and felt the muscles around the bottom
of the ribs and then pushed up with her thumb and first finger around the
undersides of my breasts, such as they are. Then her hands slid slowly
right over my breasts, pausing to squeeze my nipples and then started
feeling me round the top of my chest, but that squeeze of my nipples had
set my juices flowing freely now. Did I say my breasts were sensitive? Did
this woman have any idea what she was doing to me? The friend of her
daughter? I was so turned on I could hardly think. I desperately needed to
get my hand in my knickers to bring on an orgasm.

Her dad said we'd done enough for one day and Carol said I would just carry
on until I finished my set, so Kelsey said she'd have her shower
first. Pete went after her to make sure she did the stretching
exercises. It left me and Carol alone. I stopped my lifting a weight and
looked at Carol. I needed to find out what this was all about.

"Did you enjoy your workout?" she asked with a smile on her face. My legs
were apart on the footrests and she was standing between them a little too
close to my pussy for my liking.

"Yes I guess so. Hard work though."

"Makes you sweat doesn't it?"

"Yes there are damp patches all over my shirt" I said looking down my body.

"Mmm there's quite a damp patch here too isn't there?" she said putting a
hand on my crotch. I raised my head and looked down where she was holding
me and the wetness had soaked through my panties and sweat-shorts. I should
have pushed her hand away but I was too excited by her touch.

"You did that deliberately didn't you? A touch here, a touch there and you
knew what it was doing to me didn't you? Why?"

She moved her fingers up and down the wet material. "I don't know what you
mean" she laughed "I was only feeling the muscle action."

"Yeah right! And what muscles are you feeling now?"

"OK I admit it. I fancy you all right? I'm sorry. Will you tell Kelsey?"

"I should. But I won't. Just don't stop please. Finish what you've
started."  She still smiled and tugged my shorts and pants down as far as
they would go with my legs apart, to my thigh. She dipped her fingers into
the wet mess at the entrance to my vagina and smeared the clear liquid over
my vulva to my clit. With the other hand she rubbed around my clit hood,
squashing the tiny pearl against the pubic bone and rubbing around my clit
hard, and in my aroused state I hit an orgasm in a record time, just
minutes.

She took the towel from round her shoulders and dried me and the seat of
the apparatus.  She bent down and kissed my vulva and then my clit and
stuck her tongue out and licked it. She then turned and left. I was a
little shaky but stood up and pulled up my clothes and went
upstairs. Kelsey was on her way out of the bathroom. "God, have you only
just finished? You are keen aren't you? The shower's free now, grab it
before mum does.  Although with dad and mum in the bedroom together that
may take some time!"

I went in the bathroom thinking that her mum has done enough grabbing for
one day! Did she mean her parents were having sex right now in their
bedroom? Wow! I knew they are both a bit aroused, but here? In the middle
of the day?

We had planned to go for a bike ride in the afternoon to keep up our new
fitness interest but our muscles were starting to complain that they'd had
enough for one day and anyway the weather had clouded over and looked like
we may get some showers.  So we walked back to my house after lunch so that
I could change out of the shorts into something more sensible.

It started spitting with rain on the way back and luckily Kels had an
umbrella and as we went through the front door the heavens opened up. Dad
was coming in from the garden at the same time and came to say hello to
Kelsey. He held up muddy hands and said he'd better not shake hands but was
pleased to meet her. He went up to wash and I took Kelsey into the lounge
to meet Mum. She was down the other end in the dining area looking out the
French doors at the torrents of rain. When she heard us she beamed and came
to hug Kelsey. "It's lovely to meet you Kelsey and I'm so glad Lara's found
a friend at last. Would you like a drink?"

Kels said "No thanks, we just had one after lunch but in a little while
maybe. Lara's going to show me her computer, it sounds cool."

"And so it should be for that money!" I had been given a new computer for
my birthday, complete with re-writable DVD drives, printer, scanner and
broadband, everything I had specified as being needed for doing school work
and browsing the internet.  Mum and dad knew very little about computers
and it hadn't occurred to them to put any parental controls in place to
stop me going on to inappropriate sites (not that I would of course!).
Kelsey's parents were hot on this and she found it impossible to do
anything naughty on hers. They even had a report on what sites she had
visited so she was thrilled that it was different here. It was even better
when my parents said they were going out for the afternoon shopping as it
was wet.

Chapter 4 -- Coming Together!

As we were both lacking in energy after the workout in the gym we slumped
in front of the computer and started to explore areas where we hadn't been
before. We used Yahoo to search the web for things like `sex' but it
brought up thousands of sites of limited interest. Kelsey put in
`vibrators' as she had heard how good they were for girls, and we found out
some useful sites selling sex toys of all kinds. We didn't have a credit
card and didn't know where to have them delivered in safety so we resolved
to look in the shops instead, though doubted they would sell that stuff to
kids anyway.

Then we searched for `fuck videos' and this time found all sorts of pay
sites but many had free clips that you could watch and lots of links to
other free sites.  We watched lots of 20 second clips of naked guys having
sex with girls, or sometimes other men which we found gross, and also some
clips of women with other girls. I'm sure, like me, Kelsey was getting wet
with looking at them and she seemed particularly interested in the lesbian
clips. She would sometimes put her hand on her skirt at the top of her legs
and squeeze the material between her legs but didn't leave it there long. I
pretended I hadn't seen her out the corner of my eye, and as I wanted to do
the same I had a sneaky feel at the crotch of my shorts.

As we continued watching more and more free clips our `feels' became more
frequent and lasted longer and we were both pretending not to see the
other. After a while though our legs were becoming more apart and the
outside of my left leg was rubbing against her right. She looked across at
my fingers pushing into my shorts, and seeing her looking at me I looked at
her hand which was up inside her skirt on her panties. We grinned at each
other and she said "God, watching this makes you horny doesn't it."

"Yes I'm getting soaked."

"Me too! Do you do this a lot?"

"What? Watch porn?"

"No, I meant masturbate. I do it far too much I think. At least once a day.
What about you?"

"Yes I have been just recently. I've only been getting orgasms recently,
before that I just played with myself a bit."

"Well I know you are bit behind me in development but that's not your
fault.  I've been able to cum for ages. What do you think about when you do
it?"

I was hoping she wouldn't ask that. What would she think if she knew I
thought of her while I played? "um...err... I dunno, just things."

"Lara? Don't be embarrassed we all think of sexy things and my fantasies
are well kinky I know"

"Like what?"

"Well, don't be offended, I think of you a lot. I know its weird but I
haven't been able to get the image of your pussy all wet and bloody out my
head."

"Oh!"

"Are you angry?"

"No, of course not. That's why I was embarrassed though, I've been thinking
about you too, and nothing much else, just you. I used to think about my
mum's breasts a lot but since I met you its just you."

"Wow, so we both have the same sort of fantasies. I thought I should be
getting the hots for guys, and I try sometimes but it just makes me lose my
arousal. And don't worry; I think about my mum too, she's quite sexy isn't
she?" We had abandoned the computer now and had moved the chairs to face
each other and both of us were quite openly touching and rubbing ourselves.

"Yes your mum is sexy. When she was feeling my muscles I was getting turned
on this morning. I hope you don't mind me saying that."

"I don't mind, I was getting a bit horny with my dad touching me and that's
why I rushed off to shower. I masturbated in the shower! I bet you wished
my mum was feeling you up properly." I must have coloured up again and I
looked away, feeling this was getting too close for comfort.

"Lara? Oh my god, she did, didn't she? Was that after I left? Shit, you
randy cows!  That's why you were so long coming up!"

"Oh fuck. Look, don't say anything will you? I promised I wouldn't tell."

"Course I won't, and anyway you didn't tell me did you? So what did she do?
Did she put her hands in your pants?"

"No she pulled them down and fingered me till I came."

"Oh, trust her to beat me. I've been dreaming about touching you and she's
done it first!"

"I'm sorry, it just happened. I think she was trying to get me horny by her
touching, which was a bit close to the erotic bits. I was too far gone to
stop her in the end. But don't say anything to her will you?"

"No, I said I wouldn't. Lara I need to cum, is it OK if I pull my panties
down and finish myself?"

"Only if I can do the same, and you let me watch!" We both immediately
stood up and I pulled my shorts and panties down together and she hiked up
the short skirt and pulled her very wet pants down and off. We sat there
facing each other still, looking eagerly at what the other was doing and
pulled at our pussies. "Oh god, this is so erotic" I whispered "What if we
did it for each other instead?"

"Wow, can I?" In answer I grabbed her hand and pulled her to my bed and we
lay down side by side. She unzipped her skirt and pulled it right off and
then we each put a hand onto the other's vulva. She had much more hair than
me underneath but as I opened her lips I saw her wet pink slit and I slid
two fingers into it. I spread some moisture from her vagina up onto her
clit, which was swollen and peeking out from the hood, and I rubbed my
fingers round and round it the way I do to myself.

She was mirroring my actions and I was slowly approaching an orgasm. I told
her I was close and she said she was too. "Kiss me Lara" she pleaded "Lets
cum together" I leaned over and pressed my lips against hers and soon we
were putting our tongues together. Her movements against my hand were
getting frantic and I knew she was about to orgasm hard and I let myself go
over the top into a delicious orgasm too and the timing was just right. We
broke our kiss, moaning and crying out that we were cumming. I could feel
her warm juices on my hand as we coaxed each other through our orgasms.

"Ohhh fuck" she whimpered as her body shook and convulsed and my whole
vagina felt like it was having contractions over which I had no
control. Slowly they died away and we just lay side by side exhausted from
the intensity.

"Bloody hell, Kelsey that was fantastic. Better than my fantasies even."
She had tears, of joy I hoped, rolling down her cheeks and when she looked
at me with watery eyes I could sense deep emotion in them and I felt choked
up too. I found myself saying "I love you Kels" and more tears fell from
her eyes and she kissed me gently before saying "Oh Lara, I love you as
well, so very much." We held each other tightly and just kissed slowly and
sensually, and I had the strangest feeling that I was melting into her
somehow and that things would never be the same as they were before again.

Time passed unnoticed as we let our love flow between us. It was not sexual
any more just a deep joy at being together as close as two people can
get. Our mouths were wide open against the others' and our tongues roamed
freely inside each other and it felt like I was in her head and our souls
were merging. All the time Kelsey kept her fingers just lightly resting on
my vulva and my secretions were leaking from me and I could feel droplets
running over my thigh and bum crease. I could feel the warmth of her juices
over my fingers and knew something special was happening.

It wasn't until we heard the front door being opened that we came back into
the real world and then it was a panic of finding and pulling on our
clothes. I was smoothing out the bed while she closed the programs on the
computer which still showed pictures of two girls frozen at the end of a
clip we had watched. It was none too soon, as there was a knock at my door
and my mum was asking if we were awake. She came in and we were sitting on
our seats with Yahoo open on the computer, looking like we were innocently
talking.

"Have you had anything to eat or drink, or would you like something now?"
she asked.

"No, I'd love a cup of tea" I managed to say and Kelsey smiled and said she
would too.

We both knew that everything had changed. Yes, we were still friends but on
a different plane now. Lovers. Lesbian lovers at that. I knew that no
relationship with a boy could surely better what we had achieved that day,
and from a sexual point of view we knew from the clips we had watched that
we had only scratched the surface of what we could do. My mum called out
from downstairs that the tea was poured and we went down hand in hand
looking at each other still, and having to make a major effort to act
normally in the lounge.

"So what have you girls been up to while we were out? She asked
conversationally.

"Oh just talking and looking up some stuff for our project." said Kels.

"Nothing else?"

"Not really, why?" I asked.

Mum laughed. "Look, it's none of my business, but I'm a woman too and I
know what the strong smell was when I came in your room, and I can still
smell the scent of pussy on you. I can guess what you were doing and it's
OK with me. But as I say it's none of my business." She was still smiling
and we girls had bright red faces.  Neither of us knew what to say. Seeing
our obvious embarrassment mum went on "Don't worry girls, I experimented
with girls at your age and most women do believe me. It's normal and I'm
glad your friendship is so strong already to want to do that."

There was no point in denying things, she had us banged to rights. Caught
red handed. Or at least red-pussied! "Mum I'm sorry. We did touch each
other but its worse than you think. We love each other."

"My goodness" she said. "You know you often feel like that after sex. It's
probably just a close friendship thing though. Maybe you'll feel
differently about it later."

"I don't think so" added Kelsey "I think we may be lesbians."

"I think you may be too young and inexperienced to be that certain
yet. Give it time and certainly don't spread that round at school. Girls
can be bitches and very cruel to anyone daring to be different and you two
know that more than most. Wait until you are older and sure of things
before coming out too far. For me, I'm broadminded enough to accept
things. You are what you are I suppose but I don't think your dad is ready
to hear that at the moment."

"Thanks mum, you're right and we'll keep it to ourselves, for now at
least."

"Do your parents know anything yet Kelsey?"

"I don't think so, we've only just realised ourselves."

After the tea we had a shower now that we knew we reeked of sex. It had
been quite a trying day for us and as the sun was out again I walked home
slowly with Kelsey. We felt so in love but bearing in mind what my mum had
said we resisted the temptation to keep stopping and kissing in the
streets.

On the way I said "Kels, are you sure you're not angry with me for letting
your mum touch me?"

"No my love, not angry at all, it wasn't your fault. Mum is just a randy
bitch! So what did she do to you Lara?"

"I told you. She pulled my shorts and pants down and rubbed my clit till I
came. It only took about a minute; I was practically coming when she
started. Your parents are a sexy pair aren't they? There was one other
thing, when it was over she kissed me."

"What, using her tongue and that?"

"No I don't mean on my lips, on my clit, and gave it a lick like on the
clips we watched."

"Wow. I want to do that too."

"You will my sweet." We both will next chance we get."

After a bit she stopped me and looked at me. "Just now you said my parents
are a sexy pair. What did you mean? Did dad try it on with you too?"

"Oh no I didn't mean that, but he was a bit turned on wasn't he? Surely you
noticed?"

"No, I didn't notice. You mean he had a stiffy?"

"Well I don't know how big he was but I saw him bulging out a bit in
front."

"Crikey, was that from touching you?"

"Me? No that was when he was touching YOUR muscles"

"Oh shit! He was turning me on too. But he's my dad!"

Her eyes were filling with tears again so I took her mind off things by
kissing her and we were soon wrapped into each other, oblivious that we
were standing outside a fast food shop full of people looking at us.

THE END (for now)

So there you are, you've met the cast and in the next chapters I intend to
mix it all up with lots more sex than this scene setter. So write to me and
tell me what you hope happens and with whom! I will do my best to
oblige. Dads/mums/daughters? Mmm let's play!

Would love to get your comments, good or bad, and suggestions -- write to
Suzie_xx@hotmail.co.uk