Hello Readers! Here
begins the next segment our heroine's story.
This story began in junior high school (found in the Young Friends
section) and continuing on through high school (found in the High School
section). Those of you who have been
reading since the beginning probably noticed that the story of her high school
years had a lot of details in it; as the story continues it won't have quite
the same day-by-day narrative as it did previously. In high school our lovely protagonist was
experiencing everything for the first time, now she is living her own life and
the story will look in on the more significant events in her college
career. As before this is a work of
fiction, but it is based on the events of my own life; at least what my life
could have been if I were living in a lesbian romance movie rather than the far
less exciting real world. I hope you
like the story.
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Our Dramatis Personæ:
Cindy: The protagonist of our story. Cindy has grown into a good-sized girl; she
is 5'10" and somewhat stocky (she complains about the size of her butt
frequently). She has unruly, curly brown
hair, often hidden under a Chicago White Sox hat. She has always been quite the tomboy, much to
the frustration of her mother. Cindy is,
as the story opens, studying to become an electrician and hopes to work in the
theater so as to be closer to the love of her life, Lisa. Cindy can sometimes act rather rashly, especially
when she thinks someone needs help, often without considering the risks
involved in her actions. Cindy is quiet
sexually active, but she is totally in love with Lisa. Cindy decided to draw the line at incest, not
matter how sexy her younger sister becomes.
Cindy enjoys wrestling nude with other women as a form of foreplay and
she is not averse to getting rather rough, if her partner is willing. Cindy is starting her first year at Illinois
State University (ISU).
Lisa: In Cindy's eyes
Lisa is the most breathtakingly beautiful woman on Earth, with the possible
exceptions of Wendi Richter, Princess Diana, and Ingrid Bergman. She is also a tall girl (5'8") with curves in
all the right places. She has an amazing
singing voice and her dream is to be a stage actress, hopefully on
Broadway. She is also a very good dancer
and has had occasional fantasies of dancing in a strip club. Lisa's most striking features are her hair,
which it totally white (and has been since elementary school), and bright blue
eyes which Cindy firmly believes glow like those of a Fremen. Lisa is also sexually voracious, but she and
Cindy are totally dedicated to each other.
Lisa is starting her first year at Illinois Wesleyan University (IWU).
Lauren: As our story open she is one of Cindy's suitemates
in the university dormitory. She is a
solidly built young woman who is bisexual, though she does prefer girls. She's a first-year student at ISU as well
studying computer science.
Rita: Possibly Lisa and Cindy's closest friend. She is shorter than them (5'6") with epically
large breasts. She comes from a wealthy
family, both her parents are lawyers, and her father is a partner in a
prominent Chicago law firm; he is also known to have been very effective at
defending some reputed organized crime figures.
Her mom is passionate defender of women's rights, and more recently, the
rights of the queer community. Rita is a
student at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago and she is an amazing
artist. She is also one of the only
people who Cindy trusts to put makeup on her.
Janet: Cindy's younger sister. She has grown from an incredibly bitchy
little brat (Cindy still calls her "Brat") into a quite beautiful blonde. Prior to the opening of this part of the
story she finally acted on her desires and had sex with Lisa (which Cindy was
OK with). Janet is still in high school
and she is two year younger than Cindy.
Ellie: Short for
Elizabeth. She is a very sexy friend of
the girls with long black hair. She has
been very active sexually and in the year before this part of the story opens
realized she likes sex with girls as much, if not more, than with guys. She has a huge crush on Cindy and she and
Janet have hooked up as well. Ellie is
still in high school as well and she is a year younger than Cindy.
Out Story Thus Far...
Our lovely protagonist, and her
even lovelier girlfriend, have left their small-town home in eastern Illinois
and have hopefully left behind many of the closed-minded attitudes too often
found in small towns. The two girls,
along with their assorted friends have now embarked on the next phase of their
lives, going off to college. Cindy and
Lisa go to different schools, but the two campuses are only a few miles apart. If you wish to read the entire story look for
"A Girl's Story" in the Young Friends and High School sections of Nifty.
Part 1: A New Beginning
Our little caravan rolled up the interstate toward the town
that would be my home for the next four years.
Janet was riding with me, but she wasn't saying much. She was still really embarrassed that I had
walked in on her and Lisa fucking.
Finally she turned toward me, "Hey
Fuzzball."
Dammit, I was never going to be free of that name! "What
Brat?"
"Am I a slut?"
"Why would you say that?"
"I mean, I've fucked three different girls in less than a
month. Doesn't that make me a slut?"
"How many guys?"
"Two; Anthony, the guy who took me to prom, and Carlton, a
guy I met at the Halloween dance."
"Well, I don't know much about guys; I've only known two
guys really well, Gena's boyfriend Brian and Gil, the guy who helped us with
the Homecoming float. They were both
really nice, so I know there are good guys out there, but they don't seem that common. But Lisa, Ellie, and Rhonda are all your
friends. They were your friends before
you had sex with them and I know they will always be your friend. That's the best kind of lover."
Janet nodded, "So you don't think I'm a slut?"
I laughed, "If anyone is the slut here Brat, it's me. I've never had sex with a guy, and I really
don't have any interest in trying, but I've been with," here I paused, counting
in my head, "thirteen girls since junior high."
"Holy shit!" Janet was equal parts repulsed and impressed,
"Mom and Dad have no idea, do they?"
"Nope. They are sure
Lisa and I are exclusive to each other and I have no plans to tell them
otherwise and would ask you to do the same."
Janet nodded.
We pulled in to an epic line of cars dropping students off
at my new home. There were carts to load
my stuff on, with older students there to help.
I removed my bike from the rack on the Jeep and locked it up so that we
could get my stuff up to the 8th floor. When we got there Lauren and her parents were
there already. Mom and Dad remembered
her from Our Town so that gave the
parents something to talk about. Janet
looked over at me, one eyebrow raised as it to ask, "Have you fucked her?" I nodded very slightly. She smiled and shook her head slightly in an
"You nasty slut!" sort of way.
Mom and Dad both remarked how much nicer my suite was than
the rooms they had in college back in the 1960's. Lauren and I had talked quite a bit about
what we were bring with us. Lauren had
brought a TV and a microwave, I had brought a small fridge and my me new
stereo. We had both communicated by
email with our third suitemate but neither of us had ever met her. We knew her name, Samantha, and that she was
from the southern tip of the state, down near where the Ohio river joins the
Mississippi, that she was the youngest kid in a large family, and that she had
a horse named Elanor. That last bit had
caught Lisa's attention since Elanor was the name of a flower in The Lord of the Rings; she was quite
eager to meet this Samantha, since she might be a fellow Middle-Earth fan.
Lauren had gotten her stuff moved in and she and her family
had gone to find some dinner before her parents returned home. We were arranging my things when the suite
door opened. The girl who came in could
best be described as "sturdy". She was
close to my height and it was clear she had some real muscles, nothing all
bulgy or anything like that, they were the sort of muscles that someone builds
up doing years of hard, physical work.
From her emails I knew she lived on a farm and her mom was a high school
English teacher and that she was coming to ISU to study to be a teacher as
well. She had shoulder length
reddish-brown hair and a face that could be described as "broad". She was not a pretty girl in that classical
Barbie-doll sort of way, but I noticed she had pretty green eyes and some quite
nice boobs. She reminded me some of
Ellie because of the well-worn cowboy hat she was wearing.
"Hi", she said, somewhat nervously, "You're Cindy?"
"Yeah, that's me.
These are my parents, and this is my little sister Janet."
She waved a little nervously (really reminding me of Ellie
now) and introduced us to her parents.
They seemed nice enough and they definitely looked like farmers. They would be spending the night before
heading back to Marion, which was about as far south as you could go and not be
in Kentucky or Missouri.
Mom, Dad, and Janet were heading home that night, so we went
out for Italian, meeting up with Lisa and her parents. Mom agreed with Lisa that the restaurant's
Italian bread would go very well with my spaghetti and with my jambalaya. Lisa's parents were heading home that evening
as well so there was some tearful hugging in the parking lot; I noticed that
Janet hugged Lisa very tight, far tighter than she hugged me and that Lisa
patted Janet's very nice butt. Lisa and
I waved good-bye, arms around each other's waist and fighting back tears; we
were now on our own and that called for a quick kiss. We were going to be careful since, even with
the presence of the universities, Normal and Bloomington still had the feel of
small towns and all the narrow-mindedness that could go along with that.
I took Lisa to see my room; normally I would have to park
the Red October out in one of the storage lots but parking
enforcement was loose during the move-in time.
She gave Lauren a big hug and introduced herself to Samantha.
"Hi Samantha, I'm Lisa and I went to high school with Cindy
and Lauren." Just as we had done with
our parents for years we weren't going to out and out lie but we would tell the
truth carefully. None of us knew where
Samantha fit on the Kinsey Scale and revealing too much too fast might make for
a tense school year.
Samantha shook Lisa's hand, I knew from experience she had a
really strong grip. "Please, call me
Sam, only my mom calls me Samantha and only when she's mad at me. Are you going to school here as well?"
"I'm at IWU and I'm studying music and theater. What are you going to be studying?"
"I want to be a teacher like my mom, but" and here she
blushed, "I don't want to teach English.
I'd like to teach Agriculture. I
want to be an example that girls can be farmers too."
I had a vague memory of agriculture classes being offered at
our school in the technical education program.
"I was the first girl at my school to take our electricity classes. I'm an apprentice in the electrical workers
union in addition to being a college student."
Sam smiled a little, she had a really pretty smile, "I think
we are more alike than it first appears Cindy."
I was already thinking ahead about Lisa spending weekends
with me, "You're a long way from home.
Do you have a car?"
"Not right now. My
Dad hopes to find me one by Christmas but until then trips home will be by bus
and train."
Well, I thought, I might be telling her more of the truth
about Lisa and me sooner than I thought.
I took Lisa to her campus and got to meet her roommate. Amber would be studying music, in fact most
of the girls in her wing of the residence hall were in either the theater or
music programs. She was a quite pretty
girl from a small town in Wisconsin; she had long, black hair; longer than
Lisa's, wonderfully smooth light-brown skin and very nice brown eyes. She was shorter than either of us, about the
same height as Janet (she was about 5'6" at the time).
"Nice to meet you Cindy; Lisa's told me a lot about you."
I looked at Lisa in a questioning way. She giggled a little, "She's not on our team
but she's fine with us lesbians. Yeah, I
was taking a chance in telling her, but I figured we were amongst friendlies
with theater and music people."
"I'll see you later, a friend of mine lives in the dorm
across the street." Amber gave us a
knowing smile and walked out, giving us a little privacy to break in Lisa's
bed. Unsure of how much time we might
have we got undressed pretty fast and Lisa laid down on the bed on her back,
her legs open to show off her damp pussy.
I knelt between her legs and slid up along her naked body, my hard
nipples dragging along her smooth skin.
Pressing my brown bush to her white-furred mound, I slid my hands under
her so that I could grab her shoulders from beneath. Pressing my hips against her I began rubbing
my pussy on hers, holding her tight, my mouth pressed to hers, our tongues swirling
together.
I dug my fingers into her shoulders and Lisa wrapped her
legs tight around me as we climaxed at almost the same time. We lay there on the bed, knowing we needed to
get dressed before Amber returned, neither of us thought her ready to see the
two of us naked, but it was just to delicious to lay there, skin on skin.
"Well sweetie," I was playing with her white hair, "We've
made it this far. I wonder if Sam has us
figured out already? Amber seems OK with
the situation."
"Do you think she wants to fuck us?"
"I don't know, she'll probably move on you first."
"What about Sam?"
"I need to come clean with her. She seems like a nice girl and I don't want
her to think we're playing games with her.
Whatever happens after that we will deal with. I'm just happy we're together with new people
around us."
She kissed me good and proper, "We're on our next step along
the path baby."
Grudgingly we got dressed and headed out. Lisa showed me the kitchen on her floor; I
looked it over with a critical eye. By
now there were three things I was really proud of: my amazing girlfriend, my
skill as a photographer, and my talent in the kitchen; and if I was going to
make dinner for Lisa's new friends I was going to do a proper job of it. The cookware was decent, certainly as good as
Mom's, nowhere near the quality of what the Graff's or Alecia's family
had. There was a crock pot big enough
for a decent amount of red sauce or gumbo, and some basic spices. Lisa and I would be making a trip to the
grocery store at some point to get some quality ingredients and maybe ordering
some spices as well.
After some extended kissing I drove back to campus, this
time parking in the storage lot. Fortunately,
my dorm was on the edge of campus, so I didn't have a long walk to get
home. When I got back to my suite Lauren
and Sam were watching TV. Lauren had
brought a cheap little couch with her and Sam had a big beanbag chair (I was
already thinking about what sex on the beanbag would be like) and they were
watching a rerun Star Trek. I sat down on the couch but did not snuggle
up against Lauren. I was thinking hard
on how I was going to handle revealing the whole lesbian thing to Sam. When a commercial break came Sam turned to
look at me; she was now wearing shorts and a t-shirt, and I got a nice view of
how strong her legs looked.
Lauren put her hand on my leg, "You get Lisa all settled?"
"Yeah. I met her
roommate, Amber; she seems nice enough.
I also got a look at her floor's kitchen facility. Some Sunday night (no dinner in the dining
hall on Sunday nights) I'll be over there making jambalaya. You two are, of course, invited to come
along?"
Sam seemed impressed, "You cook?"
Lauren jumped in, "You wouldn't think it to look her, her being
such a tomboy and all, but Cindy's actually really good in the kitchen. She loved making really spicy Cajun stuff and
she can make really good spaghetti sauce too.
Sam smiled her very nice smile, "Neat. I'm not much of a cook but I do like to eat."
I laughed, "You and me both, babe."
She fixed her eyes on me, "So Cindy, I need to ask you
something."
Oh shit; here it comes.
I took a deep breath, "Sure."
"Are you and Lisa a Thing?"
I could hear the capitol T in "thing".
I looked in your room, I wasn't meaning to snoop, but the door was open,
and I saw all the photos you have of her.
Some of them are pretty damn sexy."
Another deep breath.
I figured Sam had guessed pretty shrewdly and there was no point trying
to cloud the question now. "Yeah, we're
a couple. We've been together since 10th
grade."
Lauren pulled me in close, "These two had some epic
adventures; Lisa managed to get herself elected Homecoming Queen even with
almost all the school knowing she was one-half of the infamous Lesbian Pirate
Queens."
"Sam does the fact that I'm gay make you uncomfortable?"
"I'll be honest, I've never known anyone who was gay. I'm sure there were kids at my school who
were, but no one ever talked about it."
She clearly chose her next words carefully, "No, it's O.K. with me. Lisa seems really nice and you two deserve to
be happy just as much as anyone else does."
"Would it make you uncomfortable if she spends the weekend
here sometimes?"
"I'll be honest, I'd be a bit freaked out if I walked in on
you two going at it on the couch or on my beanbag chair."
"I promise, we'll keep it in my room and close the
door. I'll even hang my batting gloves
on the doorknob." I had to giggle at
that one a little.
"You played softball?"
Sam seemed very interested in this.
"Yeah, I was a decent catcher, but I wasn't good enough for
our school's team. I did play on the
Parks & Rec team in the summer. Did
you play?"
"I did a little, my dad's a big baseball fan. I did actually play football with the guys
however. We were a small school and the
coach would take anyone; I'm sure he asked me because I was big even back then,
but I did kind of enjoy it."
Lauren was surprised, "Football? See Cindy, you're not the trailblazer for
everything."
Sam laughed, "I wasn't even the first, it's not uncommon at
small schools out in farm country.
"My granddad has been a White Sox fan for decades and he
pulled me in to liking baseball too."
Sam smiled, "St. Louis Cardinals."
"Nice. Now we have
something to watch together."
"Or listen to games on the radio. My dad always told me that is how God
intended it."
"I think like your dad and my granddad would get along well."
It was late so we all went to bed. Classes would start on Wednesday and so there
would be a few days of social activities.
I spent some quality time with my Hitachi vibrator (the Magic Wand) and
my album of sexy photos of my friends before going to sleep.
The next day we had a meeting of everyone on our floor. It's was lot of talk about sexual harassment
and how us girls need to be careful if we went to parties. I figured that years of living as a closeted
lesbian in a small town, along with guidance from our samurai friend Katherine,
had given Lisa and I decent situational awareness.
There was a walking tour of the campus that afternoon but
since I had a bicycle I went on the bike tour.
We covered a lot more ground and got to see more things in the area
around the campus. I did get to see
where the building that many of my classes would be held in was located, which
was good. More of my tech classes would
be in a building near my dorm and that was really nice.
After the tour I bicycled to the IWU campus, which only took
me about 15 minutes. I hoped Lisa would
be at home, but Amber answered the door.
"Hi Fuzzball!"
Oh God, someone else had learned Janet's nickname for
me. Lisa was going to get a mighty
spanking for this one! "Is Lisa around?"
"No, she's at the orientation for the theater program." She gave me a wink, which made me nice and
tingly, and I headed over to the Fine Arts building. I found the crowd in a large lecture hall and
I peeked in through the doors, and quickly finding Lisa's white hair. The meeting ended after a little bit and I
gave her a very chaste (for us at least) hug when she saw me. As we walked down the hall toward where her
bike was parked Lisa pulled me into a doorway and we moved on to some proper
kissing with plenty of accompanying boob rubbing.
"Amber has her orientation with the music school at 3, so we
need to find something to do until then; then we can go back to the room and
fuck."
"I love how you think babe.
Where do you want to go?"
"Let's just explore, you've got the good sense of direction,
so we can find our way back."
We rode around finding lots of bike paths around the
campus. Lisa took me by the church she
had found, she was already planning on joining the choir. I noticed the church's sign said they were
"Open and Affirming" which I had learned meant they accepted gay people. I'd probably start tagging along because I
knew it made Lisa happy, she was a lot more spiritual than I was and having the
church community was important to her; it was important to me because it made
her happy. Sadly, we found no Cajun
restaurants, but we did find a Chinese place; I hoped it would be as good as
the Jade Emperor at home. Mrs. Tsing had
set a very high bar for me where Chinese food was concerned. We did find a used bookstore that had a very
nice science fiction collection and that made us both happy.
When we got back to her room Amber was gone. I noticed Lisa hung strange little Christmas
decoration on the doorknob. I was going
to ask her about it, but she was kissing me as she tried to get her bra off at
the same time. She pushed me down on the
bed and spread my legs out wide so that she could push her tongue way up inside
my pussy. It didn't take long for her to
bring me to a hard-kicking orgasm, she was holding my ankles to protect
herself. I rolled us over
so I could lick her pussy from behind while I pushed a finger deep in her tight
little butthole. Hot on the heels of her
exuberant orgasm I rolled us on our sides, so we could bury our face in each
other's pussys in a tight 69 and this time I got
squirted pretty good. I hoped Lisa had brought
some spare sheets.
We laid there in the bed, holding each other tight and
really wishing the bed was bigger. I looked
into Lisa's bright blue eyes, "You want to go get something to eat?"
"You know sex makes me hungry. You want to try that Chinese place we found?"
"Sure. Should we
invite Amber to come with us?"
"I think she has a bicycle so we
can ask her, if she doesn't want to go then this will be our first real
college-girl date."
We got dressed and waited for Amber in the lounge area where
we could sit on a surprisingly comfy couch while waiting for her. We saw her come walking in with some other
girls and Lisa waved her over.
"We're going to go out for some Chinese food, you want to
come with us?"
Sure, where are we going?"
"It's a place we rode by on our bikes called the Grand
Mandarin Café. It smelled good from the outside,
so we thought we would try it."
Amber thought for a minute, "Sure. I'll go change and meet you at the bike
rack." Amber was a lot like Rita and
Lisa in that she had some really nice, and sometimes quite sexy, clothes. She was wearing some quite tight black slacks
and a red top that showed off the curves of her boobs. Me, I was still the tomboy schlub I have always been.
We went down to get out bikes and Amber met us, wearing some
very short shorts and a tank top. Lisa
and I could not help but stare, Lisa had seen them already, but I had not
realized what nice boobs she had. "I
think she wants to fuck us."
Lisa smiled radiantly, "Well if she offers I'm not going to
say `no'."
"I won't kick her out of bed."
We rode to the restaurant and once again I felt like a total
bumpkin. The Grand Mandarin had a much
larger menu than then Jade Emperor so I did what I had
to, I turned to Lisa and grabbed her hand, "Help!"
She squeezed my hand, "Order the kung pao chicken, you like
spicy food and that's usually pretty hot.
Lisa ordered her favorite, Szechuan pork, I followed her
suggestion on the Kung Pao chicken and Amber got the Mongolian beef. Amber also ordered an appetizer, something I
had never heard of before, called a crab Rangoon; once again I felt like such a
country girl. The appetizer came with
Chinese mustard (I knew to be careful of that!) and some bright pink sweet and
sour sauce. They were amazingly good,
but Lisa told me they were about as Chinese as I was. Chinese chefs have done a masterful job of
adapting their food to local tastes for hundreds of years.
We spent a lot of time asking Amber about her
background. She told us she was from
Manitowoc, Wisconsin; she also told us how she was a member of the Menominee
tribe. She was born on the reservation
up north and east of Green Bay, but her parents had moved to Manitowoc when she
was a toddler. She would still go back
to the reservation a few times a year, but she said that she was considered a
"City Indian" and many people who lived on the reservation looked down on her
for that. She had been in band and
orchestra in high school and she played the saxophone and the clarinet. Her parents had wanted her to go to the
University of Wisconsin, either in Green Bay or Manitowoc, but (just like us)
she wanted to get away from her little town and she had gotten a nice financial
aid package for IWU.
We didn't tell her all the sexy stories, but we did tell her
about our trip across Lake Michigan with Rita and Steph; Amber was quite amazed
we had been to her hometown. I also told
her about Erin and Katherine and how Erin had played the clarinet in the Marine
Band.
"Now that is impressive.
What is she doing now?"
"She plays in the orchestra for the Lyric Opera of
Chicago. She and Katherine are finally
out of the closet."
"Cool. I definitely
want to see your photo albums," here she smiled in a very hungry way, "Both of
them."
"I'll bring them along the next time I come over."
We talked about everything except the elephant in the room,
sex. Amber had dated several guys in
high school, but she was very coy about relationships with girls. She could be very frustrating sometimes; it
felt like she was always flirting with us, but she never made any moves. I was now wondering if she was waiting for us
to move first.
Amber was a huge Stephen King fan, she had almost all of his
books, and she had read a lot of horror and suspense novels. Thanks to her parents she was a massive Bruce
Springsteen fan; she also really like the Rolling Stones and Led Zeppelin. The way she described her parents made me
think of Lee's parents. I missed seeing Lee,
but we did communicate by email often.
We headed back home; Lisa and I did some serious kissing before she went to her room and I rode my bike back to my dorm. We had a few more days before classes would start and I was
excited and nervous at the same time.
And there we are, our heroine is starting her college years
and she is away from her family for the first time. She will have more adventures and meet many interesting
people and she will, of course, have sex with many of them. I love hearing from my readers (cattingcindy@yahoo.com) and please
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