Date: Sun, 1 Feb 2004 16:24:18 -0000
From: ethyr@dark-omens.com
Subject: Sapphic Beauty

Sapphic Beauty

Copyright Ethyr 2004.

Email: ethyr@dark-omens.com
Website: http://www.ethyr.dark-omens.com

This story describes explicit sexual acts between young females.  If that
offends you, go away.  Now.

Chloe brushed a lock of her long, blonde hair out of her eyes, and looked
around.  Everyone, it seemed, was having fun.

Apart from her.

She wished fervently, and not for the first time, that she had never
accepted the party invitation.  Stayed at home with her computer.  And
Tabatha, her cat.  If it had been solely her decision she would have, but
her mum was always keen to encourage any form of social activity,
especially after the move.  Oh well.  She was here, so she might as well
occupy herself...

Chloe scanned the room, her eyes eventually settling on a girl with red
hair who was standing by the window, chatting animatedly with her Asian
friend.  She was wearing a short black dress and strappy black high heels,
which contrasted with her pale skin perfectly.  As she half turned, still
deep in conversation, Chloe discovered that she wore no bra, the outline of
her nipples faintly visible under the thin black material.  Chloe began to
daydream, imagining how it would feel to slip her hands underneath the
dress, and caress the girl's firm breasts...

Abruptly, the girl swung round and looked Chloe straight in the eye.  Chloe
jerked herself out of her fantasy with a start and looked away, blushing a
deep crimson.  She prayed silently that the girl had not noticed her
checking her out.  The last thing she wanted was for her sexual preference
to become public again, like in her last school.  The constant mocking and
harassment was definitely something she could do without.  Thinking back,
she remembered the torture of each and every school day.  Not even the
teachers were sympathetic, preferring to ignore her and let the torment
continue.  She had endured it for three long years, before her father's new
job had caused the family to move away.

Chloe was sixteen, and she had never been kissed by anyone except her
family.

The memories brought tears to her eyes, and suddenly she was sick of it
all.  The party, the other girls happily chatting to their boyfriends,
life, everything.  The tears welled up as she walked quickly out of the
room and down the hallway to the front door.  She was fumbling with the
catch when a quiet voice spoke.

'Why are you leaving?'

Chloe turned and saw the pretty redhead standing before her.  This is it,
she thought.  She noticed me looking at her, and now she's come to confront
me.  Soon, everyone will know I'm a lesbian, and it'll be just the same as
before...  The tears came readily now, running down her cheeks in
glistening streams.  If only I hadn't come to this stupid party!  If only
I'd stayed at home!  She turned again and reached for the door handle, but
a hand on her arm stopped her.

'Don't cry,' the redhead said softly.  'It'll be okay.'  She put her arms
round Chloe, and held her close as she continued to sob.  'My name's
Alyson,' she said.  'What's yours?'

'Chloe,' replied Chloe miserably.

'Well Chloe, come with me, and we can talk about whatever is making you
upset, and maybe I can help you feel better.'  Chloe nodded unhappily, and
allowed herself to be led back down the hallway, to the stairs, where they
met a tall girl whom Chloe recognized as Rachel, the hostess.

'Hey Rach, do you mind if we go upstairs for a bit?  This is Chloe, and
she's a little upset.'

'Okay, no problem.  Just try not to make too much of a mess, my parents are
back tomorrow!'  She turned to go, but Alyson stopped her.

'Oh, and Rach?'

'Yeah?'

'I think we could do with a drink.'

'Oh, okay... I'm sure there's wine around here somewhere... Ah.  Here it
is.  Some glasses, too.'  She handed the bottle to Alyson, and winked.
'Have fun.'

Have fun?  What did she mean by that, wondered Chloe, but before she could
ponder it further Alyson had taken her hand and was leading her upstairs.
They sat down on the bed, and Alyson poured two drinks.

'Here.  It'll make you feel better.'

'Thanks.'

Chloe didn't usually drink alcohol, but she accepted it anyway. The two
girls sat in silence for a few minutes, drinking.  Slowly, Chloe began to
feel better.  She finished the cup, and placed it on the dresser. Alyson
did the same.

'So, are you going to tell me why you were so upset?' asked Alyson.  'I'm
guessing it has something to do with the way you were looking at me
earlier, right?'

Chloe started.

'You... you noticed?' she stammered.

'Of course!  I think I can tell when someone's checking me out!'  Alyson
laughed mischievously, and looked straight at Chloe.  Chloe looked back,
and, staring into Alyson's deep, dark brown eyes, she found herself telling
her story, of how she discovered from an early age that she was attracted
to girls, and how she was ostracized at school because of it.

When she had finished, both girls were silent.  Then, slowly, slowly,
Alyson moved closer to Chloe, closer, closer, until at last their lips were
touching.  They kissed, passionately yet tenderly.  For Chloe, it was her
first kiss, and she was finding it a very enjoyable experience.  She
overbalanced and fell backwards on the bed, with Alyson on top of her,
still kissing, their tongues entwined...

After what seemed like an eternity, Alyson pulled out.

'Alys-' began Chloe, but she was silenced by Alyson's finger on her lips.
She drew the blonde girl towards her, then started to pull Chloe's t-shirt
over her head.  Chloe, still shocked by what had happened, sat there in a
blissful stupor as the redhead undressed her.  Chloe's t-shirt was flung
into the corner, revealing a lacy white bra that Alyson undid with arousing
skill, fondling Chloe's shelf as she did so.  A slight gasp escaped Chloe's
lips as her breasts were exposed.  Giggling, Alyson leaned forward and
began to stimulate Chloe's already erect nipples with her tongue.

Oh God, thought Chloe.  Oh God, oh God, oh-

Alyson switched breasts, swirling her tongue faster and faster, while her
hands reached for Chloe's skirt.  She slowly pulled it up, revealing sheer
lacy panties to match the bra, and smoothly planted kisses down Chloe's
flawless chest, stopping between her legs. Chloe's breathing became heavier
as Alyson traced a line around her pussy with a finger.  They kissed again,
their tongues flirting.  Chloe unconsciously pulled her skirt up even
further.  All she could think about was Alyson.

Alyson.

Beautiful, beautiful Alyson.  Chloe was in heaven as the redhead slowly
slipped her fingers underneath her panties, softly, slowly, pulling them
down, brushing them against her thighs.  Her underwear gone, Chloe spread
her legs slightly.  She wasn't sure if it was the alcohol or just the sheer
exhilaration, but she felt little inhibition as Alyson slipped a finger
into her tight pussy.

'Ohh...' she breathed.  Alyson, rotating the single finger, quickly added
another, and started massaging Chloe's breast with her free hand.  Chloe
felt like she was rising, always rising, with the feeling inside her
escalating by the second.  She moaned, softly at first, but increasing in
volume.  Alyson, realising Chloe was about to experience the first orgasm
of her life, went in for the kill.  Finding Chloe's exposed clit, she
flicked it.  Chloe was sent up and over the edge.  She screamed with
pleasure as the waves of her orgasm swept through her body.  The force was
so great she blacked out, lying motionless on the bed with a euphoric smile
on her face.

Chloe awoke to find they were no longer alone.

Rachel and Alyson.  Locked in an embrace right next to her on the bed.

Rachel's long, swirling hair was jet black, contrasting with Alyson's
slender, pale hand running through it. Rachel's hands were hidden beneath
Alyson's skirt, caressing her upper thigh.  It soon became apparent that
neither girl was wearing underwear, and as Rachel pulled Alyson's skirt up
to reveal a shaven pussy, Chloe was mesmerised by how beautiful it looked.
One hand crept down her stomach and came to rest between her legs as Rachel
moved her head down to Alyson's pussy and began to lick.  Slowly at first,
but building in intensity.  Alyson moaned and her hands grasped Rachel's
head, pulling it into her cunt.  She loved the feeling of a tongue deep
inside her.  As Alyson's sensual moaning grew louder, Chloe, watching
intently, felt instinct take over as the hand between her legs began to
move.

Alyson, now very near her orgasm, locked her legs around Rachel's back, and
threw back her head as Rachel increased the pace of her licking.  Alyson
screamed as her orgasm hit, and her body convulsed with pleasure. Rachel,
however, seemed unable to stop.  Addicted to the taste of Alyson's juices,
she continued to lick, quickly bringing Alyson to climax again.

'Oh my God, Rach!' Alyson screamed, as she experienced her second orgasm of
the night, closely followed by her third and fourth. Ally had never
encountered anything like this, and she was stunned, unable to do anything
except allow the waves of blissful exhilaration wash over her.

Finally, Rachel stopped, and disentangled herself from Alyson's embrace.
Alyson sank back on the bed, breathless and exhausted.

'Rachel...' She was lost for words.

'C'mon, Al, we'd better go.'  Rachel pulled Alyson off the bed, and led her
to the door.  Alyson walked unsteadily, still amazed by her experience, and
Rachel supported her as they left the room.

Alone again, Chloe came partly to her senses.  The happenings of the past
half hour seemed distant and dreamlike, but the fact remained that she was
naked in another girl's bedroom.  Hurriedly, she dressed, retrieving her
panties from the corner, and slipping them on.  Next, her bra.  Midway
through putting it on, she paused, remembering the feel of Alyson's tongue
on her breasts...

Had it really happened?  Or had she imagined it?  Still in a daze, she
stepped into her skirt and pulled it up to her waist.  Top.  Shoes.

Downstairs.

With one final backward glance, Chloe left the house and began the short
walk home.

* . * . *

The dappled sunlight shone through the gap in Chloe's curtains, creeping
along the beautiful sleeping form that lay under the covers.  When the soft
light finally reached her face, Chloe awoke, and rubbed her eyes blearily.

Alyson.

The name flashed through her mind.  Chloe sat up.  Alyson?  What?  She
didn't even know an Al...  Suddenly she recalled the events of the previous
night.

'Oh my God...' Chloe whispered to herself.  'Did that...  Did that
really...'  Last night seemed so distant, so far away.  Maybe she had
dreamt it?  After all, it wasn't unlike her to dream about girls...  But
this... this seemed real.  Chloe could remember exactly how Alyson's light
touches felt, and the pure ecstasy that had swept through her body when she
reached climax.

'It happened,' Chloe murmured.  'It happened...'

'What's that dear?'

'Mom!'  Chloe swung round to see her mother standing behind her.  'You
startled me!'

'Sorry love.  I did knock, but you were in a world of your own.  Anyway, I
came up to remind you about school.  It's your first day today, remember.
You want to get there early, get off to a good start, right?'  School had
been temporarily banished from Chloe's mind but now it came flooding back,
seeping into her mind like poison.  School...  Her last one had been hell.
Would this one be different?  Chloe didn't know, but seeing the expectant
look on her mother's face, she didn't have the heart to spoil her day.

'Yes, mom,' she said, endeavouring to introduce enthusiasm into her voice.
'I'll go and get changed now.'

'Good girl.'  Chloe got to her feet and started to leave the room.  'Oh,
and Chloe?'

'Yeah?'  Chloe turned.

'I know what you're thinking, and I'm not saying it'll be easy, but you'll
make lots of new friends, you'll see.  Perhaps you'll even find a nice
young man to keep you company!'

Chloe sighed heavily and left.

Less than half an hour later she was dressed and ready for school.  It was
a warm summer day, and she admired her reflection in a car window as she
walked down the lane.  Long, blonde hair flowing down her back, and deep
green eyes sparkling in the sunlight.  Chloe was wearing the prescribed
full uniform, black skirt with a white blouse.  Black high-heeled sandals
completed the outfit.  The skirt was short, and Chloe self-consciously
pulled it down and smoothed it out.  The blouse was tight around her
breasts, creating a pleasant feeling when she moved.  Chloe twirled,
sending her hair flying, giggled, and set off for school.  She was in a
surprisingly good mood, considering, and she knew exactly why that was.

Alyson.

While she walked, she sung softly to herself.  Anyone listening would have
recognised The Night Before, by the very greatest of sixties rock bands.

Fifteen minutes later, Chloe was standing outside the principals office,
waiting.  Everywhere students milled about, talking and shouting.  Suddenly
she felt very alone and vulnerable, and longed to be somewhere else,
anywhere but here.  The door swung open abruptly, interrupting her
thoughts, and the principal stepped out.  He was a giant of a man, towering
above everyone, a bushy black beard dominating his features.  The
resemblance to Hagrid from Harry Potter struck Chloe, and she stifled a
giggle.

'Ah, you must be Miss Haverworth... Chloe, if I recall correctly.'  Chloe
nodded.  'Welcome to the school.  I'm sure you'll find Saffron High to your
liking.  Now if you'd care to follow me, I'll hand you over to someone
who'll show you round.  She should be waiting down here... a girl, can't
quite remember her name, but she seemed very keen to help you.  What was
her name again...?  My memory gets worse by the day... Oh yes, I remember
now.  Alyson.  I think she'll be in some of your classes.'

Chloe's heart skipped a beat.  Alyson?  Surely, it couldn't be...

It was.  As they rounded the corner, Chloe saw the her leaning against the
wall.

'Good morning, Miss Marre.  Glad to see you're on time for once.  This is
Chloe, and it's your job to show her round the school, take her to lessons
and suchlike.  So make sure you look after her.

'I will, Mr. Stevenson,' said Alyson, smiling sweetly.

'Good,' he replied.  'Well, I have to rush, or class 10N will have started
a riot.  Don't hesitate to come and see me if you have any problems, and
your mother can ring me anytime, Chloe.'  He strode off down the corridor,
leaving Chloe and Alyson alone.  A few seconds passed, but to Chloe they
seemed like hours.

'Its nice to see you again... Chloe,' said Alyson, fluttering her
eyelashes.

'You too, Alyson,' Chloe replied softly.

For a moment the two girls stood in silence, gazing into each other's eyes.
Then Alyson recovered, taking Chloe's hand and leading her down the stairs.

'Come on.  I'll give you the guided tour.'

'...And if you look to your left you'll see the laboratory, where you'll
have Chem lessons sometimes, and... Chloe!  Are you even listening to me?'
Upon hearing her name, Chloe jerked herself out of her trance with a
visible effort.

'Sorry?'

'You weren't listening!' said Alyson accusingly.  'Here's me telling you
everything I know about our school, and you're lost in a dreamland!'

'Al, I'm sorry.  It's just...' Chloe trailed off, unsure of herself.

'Just what?' asked Alyson, her voice softening.

'Well... I can't stop thinking about last night... You know... about us...'

'I see...'  Alyson moved closer to Chloe, taking both her hands and
squeezing gently.  'You enjoyed yourself then?'  Chloe nodded.  'Well, it
so happens that if you look down the corridor, on your right you'll see the
girl's toilets.  Maybe we should take a quick glance inside...'  Alyson
walked down the corridor, motioning for Chloe to follow her.  They reached
the toilets, which were deserted, and went in.

'And over there we have one of the cubicles.  I'm sure you'd love to see
the interior.  I always find it very... interesting.'  The two girls
entered the cubicle, Alyson locking the door behind them.  'On the other
hand, maybe it's what sometimes happens in here that I find interesting...'

Alyson pushed Chloe against the wall, and kissed her passionately.

'I want you to know something,' she whispered.  'I haven't been able to
stop thinking about last night either.'  Chloe's reply took the form of a
kiss, which remained unbroken as Alyson began to unbutton Chloe's blouse,
slipping a hand through to caress her breasts lovingly.  She could feel
Chloe's nipples harden with arousal at the contact.  A soft moan escaped
from Chloe's lips as Alyson's delicate hand slid up, underneath her bra, to
pinch the tip of her nipple lightly.

Gradually, Alyson pulled out of the embrace.  'Sit down,' she said.  Chloe,
a little confused, did as she was told, but she soon realised what Alyson
had in mind as she felt her skirt being pulled down, dropping around her
ankles.  'White with pink hearts,' remarked Alyson with a smile.  'Cute.'
Chloe blushed, but her embarrassment soon faded as Alyson removed the
panties, letting them drop by the skirt.  Chloe's blouse was already half
unbuttoned, and she willingly finished the task as Alyson's fingers began
to explore Chloe's exposed pussy.  Slow, sweeping movements brought Chloe
to a state of high sexual excitement, and she screamed with pleasure as
Alyson went inside her.  'Ssh!' giggled Alyson.  'This isn't exactly part
of my duties, you know!'

Chloe, however, was blissfully oblivious.  She lay back, spreading her legs
as far as they would go, caring for nothing but the intense euphoria of the
moment.

'Oh... Alyson...' she breathed.

Suddenly there was a loud knocking on the cubicle door.

'Hey!  What are you girls doing in there?'

Chloe and Alyson looked at each other in horror.  Chloe pulled up her skirt
and underwear quickly, and began to button her blouse.  The knocking came
again, louder this time.

'I hope you're not getting up to any mischief!'

'Not without us, anyway!' another voice added, and girlish laughter echoed
around the toilets.

'Rach!  Is that you?'  Alyson opened the door and saw Rachel and her friend
Felicity, helpless with mirth.

'Rachel Sanders and Felicity Ardenne, you evil bitches!'  Alyson tried to
be angry, but the relief she felt was sufficient to make it impossible.
Soon, she and Chloe were laughing too.

'Al, when they said to help Chloe if she wanted anything, I don't think
that's what they had in mind!'

Alyson smiled and took Chloe's hand.  'So how did you know we were here?'

'Well, it wasn't hard to guess!' replied Rachel.  'And as soon as we walked
in, the noise you were making kind of gave it away.'

'Well, maybe we got a little carried away...'

As Rachel and Alyson talked, Chloe took the opportunity to study Felicity.
She had long, light brown hair, braided into plaits, with brown eyes that
seemed to light up when she laughed.  A pendant hung round her neck,
swinging gently to and fro between her breasts.  Her black skirt was knee
length, but with a split that ran almost to her hips, revealing an
occasional glimpse of black lacy underwear.  Felicity, noticing the
attention, twirled, laughing.

'You like?' she asked.  Chloe, blushing yet again, nodded.  'Well, you're
not so bad yourself.'

'Thanks.'  The two girls seemed to get closer together without taking any
steps, and suddenly they were kissing.

'Hey!  Get a room!'  That was Alyson.  The two girls separated, rather
sheepishly.  'God, Chloe, you're a proper little sexpot, aren't you.'

Chloe giggled.

'Speaking of rooms, though,' said Rachel, 'the girls locker room will be
empty, won't it?  You know, because no one has PE the first day of term...'

Alyson looked at her.

'Let's go.'

Sneaking into the locker room wasn't hard.  All the teachers were either
with their forms or being briefed for the upcoming year in the staffroom.
No one saw the foursome slip in through the door, and close it quietly
behind them.

'Well, girls...' said Alyson.  'Let's have some fun.'

All three nodded emphatic agreement.  Felicity and Rachel started to make
out, but Alyson stopped them.

'I know,' she said.  'Seeing as Chloe's new...  I think we should
completely service her.'

'Oh, good idea.'

Chloe's heart speeded up.  Completely service her?  She didn't know what it
meant, but it sounded like fun.

Alyson took charge.  'Fliss, you take her tits.  Rach, her pussy.  And I'll
take her ass.  Chloe, honey, off with that blouse and down on all fours.  I
think you're gonna enjoy this.'

Chloe breathlessly did as she was told.  Once she was on all fours Felicity
slid underneath her, face to face, propping up her head on a folded towel.
Then Rachel did the same from the other end, spreading her legs so she and
Fliss were practically pussy to pussy underneath Chloe.  Finally Alyson
knelt behind her, and Rachel rested her head on Ally's upper thighs.  Chloe
started to ask a question, but was silenced by Felicity's tongue.  They
made out for at least half a minute before Felicity pulled down the cups on
Chloe's bra, exposing her breasts, and started tweaking the nipples.
Alyson took this as her cue, pushing Chloe's skirt up to her waist and
slowly pulling her very wet panties down to knee level.

'Okay, Rach.  Go.'  Rachel plunged her tongue deep into Chloe's cunt.  She
was an expert, swirling her tongue around inside Chloe's hole, almost
making out with her pussy, and occasionally flicking her clit with the tip
of her tongue.

Now it was Alyson's turn.  Slowly she began to rub Chloe's exposed asshole,
using her pussy juices as lube.  The sensation was new to Chloe.  New and
very pleasurable.  Then, without warning, she stuck a finger inside, and
Chloe would have gasped had her tongue not been so busy.  With the initial
penetration achieved, Alyson wasted no time in adding a second finger.
Then a third.  She was stretching Chloe's virgin asshole to its limits, and
Chloe was loving it.  She moaned, loud and low.  Felicity grabbed her tits
with both hands and squeezed, hard, kneading her breasts like dough, and
still not letting up on the kiss.

Oh my fucking God, thought Chloe.  Oh... my... fucking... God...

And almost as one, all three girls moved up a level.  Rachel doubled the
speed of her tonguing, focusing exclusively on Chloe's clit.  Felicity
kissed furiously, pinching Chloe's nipples as hard as she could.  Alyson
spread Chloe's asshole even further, pumping her fingers faster and faster.

And Chloe was coming.  The sensation was rising and rising inside her,
building and building.  It was like nothing she had ever felt before.  She
was a slut and an angel all at once.  And she was coming... coming...

'OHHHH!' she screamed, arching her back and breaking the kiss as tidal
waves of pleasure crashed through her body.

'OHHHHHHHHMYYYGOODDDD!'

Chloe collapsed on top of Felicity, panting like a marathon runner.

And behind her Miss McKenzie the gym teacher watched quietly.

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Thank you for reading.

Comments of any kind appreciated.  If you enjoyed it, an email saying so
will probably motivate me to write more stories.

ethyr@dark-omens.com