Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction containing erotic scenes between two consenting young women and is not appropriate for persons under the age of 17. Any similarity to actual events or persons is unintended.
Band Camp Part Two
The next morning I was the first of my friends to the breakfast hall since I’d had my shower already. I rested my head against my hand as I thought back to the previous night with Cindy and all the emotions she’d brought forth in me. Things about myself I’d ignored in the past, pushed aside. I wondered if I would be able to do that still. If I wanted to.
“Did you get back to sleep this morning?” Cindy’s voice interrupted my thoughts.
I looked up through my half closed lids to see her, bright and beautiful as ever, standing above me. I shook my head. “Not really.”
“Oh.” She said, pouting as she kneeled in the chair next to mine. “and here I thought my gentle touch would have soothed you.”
“It did, believe me. I was just... thinking.”
She nodded, not saying a word. “Well, I’m sorry Audra came in and freaked you out.”
I looked up to her teasing face as taking a long sip of my coffee, trying to wake myself up. “Me too.”
“Good morning, ladies.”
I looked up, suddenly feeling very guilty. Seth was just sitting down to join me. He was the guy in Cindy’s class that I had been seeing. I looked back and forth between Cindy and Seth, wondering what I was thinking. Seth was very good looking. Lots of girls wanted him and I’d been lucky enough to snag him. Why was I letting thoughts of another girl get in the way of that?
But then I looked back to her, those dark eyes smiling at me, keeping my secret, always searching me. I felt that tingle starting between my legs, radiating up my spine and spreading right through my nipples. That’s why.
Cindy excused herself as more of my friends starting showing up. I watched her occasionally from across the crowded cafeteria wondering if last night had affected her as much as it had me. Throughout the course of the day I caught her glancing my way a few times and it sent such thrills through me.
I was still thinking about her when the work day ended and we were all relaxing in the common room. Some people were watching TV, other’s were playing pool, then the rest were just lounging about on the various chairs, couches and love seats scattered here and there.
“Jen, rub my back.” Seth whined, plopping down on the carpet in front of me.
I rolled my eyes as he shook his shoulders in my direction. The only person I wanted to massage at the moment was Cindy again, in the showers. I reluctantly brought my hands up to his shoulders, halfheartedly rubbing them when her musical voice broke through.
“Alright! Let’s make a massage train!” She jumped up off the couch she’d been sitting at with some of the other juniors and sat down behind me.
“A what?” I squeaked as her delicate hands met my shoulders again.
Another few girls and guys jumped up, coming to join us. The one Cindy had called Audra spoke up as she took her place in front of Seth. “A massage train. You just make a big circle and massage the person in front of you, that way everyone gets something!”
“Oh...” I said as Cindy’s hands went to work on me. I felt myself tensing up all over again as her Indian style crossed legs rested against my lower back. Her hands worked their magic and soon my hands were moving of their own account, forgetting that Seth was in front of me, concentrating on the way Cindy was making me feel.
After a while, her hands moved down, slipping under my shirt. I sighed as she lightly skimmed my sides, slipping her fingers forward more than necessary with each stroke. I sat up straighter, looking around to see if anyone noticed what she was doing. They didn’t. Everyone was engrossed with their own massages. I closed my eyes, just enjoying the feel of her drifting ever so closer to my breasts when someone shouted out, “Switch!”
Everyone spun where they were so that the person they were giving a massage to would now massage them. This meant I got to touch Cindy again. I smiled, looking forward to it... until Seth brought me back to reality.
I was enjoying the massage he gave me, he was very good at it, but my mind was focused on Cindy. The firmness of her muscles, the little noises she would make so that only I could hear. She reached back at one point and, with one hand, unhooked the clasp of her bra, smiling back at me as she did so.
My breath quickened as I moved my hands shakily to the hem of her shirt. My fingers lightly skimmed her flesh, tickling her a bit. I worked on her back a bit before growing bold as she had. My hands moved up her sides, starting at her low rise waistband, over her rib cage, barely touching the smooth outer edge of her breasts and pausing there a moment. I closed my eyes meditating on the rise and fall of her breath, the quickness I was causing in it, the hitch in her breathing when I tightened my grip, causing me to instantly moisten.
“You’re getting a little into that, aren’t you?” Seth whispered into my ear, causing me to start, my hands slipping further forward than I intended, clumsily cupping her right breast as I swung around to shoot him a dirty look.
“What are you talking about?” I asked him hatefully.
He tensed up. “Um... the massage. You were... really seeming to relax there.” He replied, looking at me as if I’d suddenly grown an extra head.
“Oh...” I said, feeling instantly guilty for snapping. “Well... I was. Um... I’ve got to... go.”
I slipped my hands out from under Cindy’s shirt and stood up, quickly striding away from the massage train and through the double doors at the other side of the room that led to the garden courtyard. My eyes shone with tears as I went over to the stone wall and sat down, hiding my head in my hands as I drew my knees to my chest to rest them there.
“Are you okay?”
I looked up through my tears to see Cindy standing before me. I lowered my legs to dangle over the wall and nodded. Then I shook my head no. “I don’t know.”
“What’s on your mind?” She asked, placing her hand on my knee, concern shading her features.
I looked at the setting sun as I answered. “Guilt.”
“Because of... last night. In there.” I said, nodding back to the common room.
“Why should you feel guilty for that?” Her hand was rubbing my knee now.
“Seth is my... he and I are... I’m his...”
“... his next conquest?” Cindy interrupted.
She sighed, moving to sit beside me on the wall. “He’s got a reputation, Jen. Surely you know of it. He picks a younger girl out each semester and plays his games with them, until it’s time to move on to the next girl. Don’t get me wrong, he’s a nice guy, but it’s not like he’s going to ask you to marry him.”
“Games?” I asked weakly, suddenly feeling very sick to my stomach.
She nodded, changing her voice to sound like Seth’s. She purred then said, “Did you like how that sounded? Did it turn you on? I’ve got an idea. Let’s play a game. Let’s see who can get who turned on the most. The first person to beg for release wins.”
“Oh, God...” I said, flinching at her words, at the familiarity of them. Seth had said something very similar on our third date when we’d parked before he took me home. He would purr in my ear and then started the foreplay game. Not that it had ever led to much. I’d never had sex with him, thank God! But I was suddenly feeling so... used.
“All those times he was making me feel special... he was just reading from his script.” I shook my head, looking back into the double doors of the common room where he was leaning against the pool table, flirting with a freshman. My chest rose and fell, now I was getting pissed off.
“I can’t believe I was actually feeling guilty for what happened last night and how I’ve been feeling, worrying about hurting his feelings when he’s only ever cared about himself!”
Cindy hopped off the wall, moving to the space between my legs. “What are your feelings, Jen?”
My attention snapped back to her. My feelings... had I said that out loud? “I... um...”
I swallowed hard, a tear slipping down my cheek as she stared into my eyes. I couldn’t say it though. I was too afraid. I couldn’t come right out and say that I thought she was beautiful. That she made me feel things I hadn’t felt with any of the guys I’d dated.
“Come on.” She said after what seemed like hours of silence. “Let’s go for a walk.”
She took my hand and helped me down off the wall, not letting go once I was back on my feet. We walked away from our dorm building into the woods next to the campus. Silently, she led me, still holding my hand, winding around trees and rocks and eventually taking me off the path.
“Where are we going?” I asked, swatting at a few mosquitos that swarmed near by.
“A little place my friends and I discovered last year when we were here.” She turned her head to look at me as she led the way. “A place we can be alone.”
I gulped, both fearful and excited at the idea of spending time alone with her. We finally stopped beside a little pond where there were big rocks to sit on and a small clearing as well. She turned, looking at me with those dark eyes, stepping towards me until I had no choice but to move backwards.
My back hit a tree and my breath stilled in my chest as she pressed me against the rough bark. She held me in place and moved her lips closer to mine until I could feel her hot breath against them. I waited for her kiss... but it didn’t come. Instead she spoke.
“I like you. A lot. I think you’re sexy and every time I look at you my knees go weak. I want to kiss you, I want to feel your naked body pressed against mine, I want to touch you, to worship you until my name rolls off your lips and you’re coming undone in my arms.”
I whimpered, my body giving out on me as she pinned me there, watching me, waiting for my reaction. What was my reaction? I was sure I had soaked my jean shorts, she was making me so wet. With every word I found myself more and more turned on... putty in her hands.
“Have you been having the same thoughts, Jen?” She asked as she leaned in, her breath on my neck now.
I nodded, too weak to deny, and she rewarded me with a kiss on my neck. Tender lips pressed against my heated flesh, her teeth nipping at my skin then sucking. I gasped, my hands flying to her waist, gripping her to me.
She assaulted my neck and my ear lobes for a moment before I spoke up. “Cindy... please...” I whispered into her hair.
She pulled back and looked into my eyes. My plea was doing to her what she’d been doing to me since the shower. I could see the need there, and the want. I slipped my hand up, tracing her cheek, tilting her chin, then I leaned in. She watched me drawing close, finally allowing her eyes to close when our lips met.
The softest kiss... like a silk scarf trailing over my lips. Then more, my lips parted and I moaned into her mouth as she entered mine. My heart was pounding as our tongues danced. We held onto each other as if we would fall. I felt her breasts pressing roughly into mine, my nipples tight and aching for her touch. She started to grind her hips into me and I gasped, breaking the kiss as a wave of pleasure hit me, consuming me, drowning me. She moved to my neck, pulling my collar aside and biting down on my skin as I came hard, moaning, holding her as close as I could get her being fully clothed in the woods.
My body shuddered as the smell of our sex met my nostrils and I gave into her arms. She held me steady as lethargy set in, my lazy lust dragging me down. Finally, still in her arms, I came down, regaining my breath.
I was just about to speak, to tell her all those things I’d wanted to when she’d asked me the first time when I heard it. The yelling in the distance.
“Great.” She groaned. “Someone’s looking for us.”
I almost cried again. Here I had finally gotten this beautiful girl all to myself, had just had the best orgasm of my life with her, was about to tell her how much I wanted her and now someone was looking for us.
She must have seen the desperation in my eyes, because she spoke up first. “Listen... I know this is new to you. I know you’re having mixed feelings about it all. I’ve been there before. You may not be ready to jump up and down and tell the world you’re into girls, but I don’t want to miss out on this with you, okay?”
She sighed. “I don’t usually do this. If I’m with someone, I want the whole world to know it...”
I panicked. Did this mean she didn’t want to be with me? To do... that again?!
“But I know you’re not ready for that yet. I really like you, Jen. I’d like to get to know you better and I’d definitely like to do this again sometime very soon. So... you’re secret is safe with me. I won’t out you, okay?”
I nodded again, still clinging to her.
“I want you to be able to trust me.”
The tears came again and she pulled me to her, smoothing my hair down as she shushed me and kissed my cheeks.
I finally pulled back when the voices drew closer. “We’d better go...”
She smiled, reluctantly pulling away from me. Bending down, she grabbed up a handful of pine cones. I shot her an odd look as I wiped away my last few stray tears.
“We were out collecting craft supplies?” She suggested, shrugging as I laughed.