Our cute
protagonist and her faithful friends begin a new year of school. We do get to see our two lead girls find a
new sex partner and, because this is high school, there are bitchy girls to
contend with as well. Here's my standard
statement: This is a work of fiction, no one's actually life has this many
events worthy of a John Hughes movie, but it is inspired by actual events. There is plenty of lesbian sex involving 2 or
more girls. If this is not your thing,
why are you still here for Part 20? J
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Part 20 -- Senior
Year Begins
The new school
year began on a blazingly hot Illinois day.
Of course, our school did not have air conditioning so most students (me
included) were sweating like farm animals.
When I arrived at my Home Room class I immediately saw the girl who
would be my nemesis the entire year. Her
name was, naturally, Heather; she was somehow willing herself not to sweat even
though she was dressed like she just stepped out of the eponymous movie. I was actually wearing shorts so it was
obvious to everyone that I didn't shave my legs (or anything else). The only time I ever shaved anything was when
Lisa helped me. She saw me and if looks
could kill I would have been a pile of viscera on the floor. I was happy to see Michelle, so I sat by her;
it's always nicer to sit next to someone who has previously eaten your pussy.
I knew no one in
my math class so that was going to be hard, math (at least beyond algebra) is
not my best subject. Steph was taking advanced
photography too, so I had someone in that class who knew what I tasted like
also, she was also in my gym class so my chances of actually getting more buff
were a little bit higher. In my English
class I also didn't know anyone. When I
walked into the Electricity 1 class I was the only girl; the teacher at first
thought I had wandered into the wrong room.
That class was definitely going to be a challenge, I didn't have any
friends with me and I got the really strong feeling that some of my classmates
thought I did not belong in the class; I planned on proving them wrong. I had seen Gil in the hall, his welding class
was in the room next door, so I did at least have a friend nearby.
Lunch came and
Lisa and I found our usual table, soon joined by our closest friends. I guess it should not have been much of a
surprise when Rita came into the cafeteria leading Alecia. After what she had experienced at her old
school the only real solution available her was to switch schools. She stood out because our school had very few
black students, but she told us that in her old school she was the only black
student, so she was used to standing out in that way. She was a year behind Lisa and me, so I
didn't have any classes with her; Lisa did have choir with her and she told me
Alecia had a very nice voice. Lisa also
dropped an interesting fact, Gil was in choir as well and he had some decent
skills. A girl learns something new
every day. Alecia was also in graphic
arts with Rita, that was no surprise at all.
Also joining us were my little sister Janet and Rhonda. Janet was looking quite glamorous for her
first day at the high school, she was a cutie and she knew it. Rhonda was quiet, as usual, with her white
hair slowly growing out.
We were eating
our lunch when Heather came prancing over to us with her Bitch Posse. "Do not think for one minute you will get
away with what you did last year. You
are nobodies, you are invisible, you do not matter at this school, you fucking
dykes!" Her voice was rising in pitch as
she went on her rant. Her group walked
away, giggling.
Lisa's eyes
narrowed. I had seen that expression on
Rita's mom's face right before she handed Mrs. Cohn's ass to her in the meeting
back in the spring. "What are you
thinking sweetie?"
"That bitch has
no idea what she is in for. Janet and I
have talked a lot about girls like her, they are going to rue the day they
fucked with the pirate wenches of The
Revenge."
"What are you
planning babe?"
"Some of the
plans are going to stay secret in my head, that way if they fail the shit
doesn't fall on the rest of you. But
here is the first plan I thought of; this year in the homecoming parade Theater
and Music are going to have a float! Ms
Middlemarch said she can get us a flatbed trailer, all we need is something to
pull it. We are going to build an
utterly fabulous float, yes babe there will be pirates (she gave me a hungry
smile), and we will fly the biggest fucking pride flag I can lay my hands
on! We just need something to pull
it. I don't think the Red October can
manage something this heavy so I'm not sure what to do on that."
"Oh, I know what
we can use."
"What's that?"
"Gil's
truck. I truly think that, if we knew
where to attach the cables, we could tow an asteroid with that thing. I know he will want a Puerto Rican flag on it
too.
Lisa kissed
me. "You will of course be in your full
attire as the sexiest Dread Pirate Roberts ever."
"Count on it."
And so it
began. We were going to make sure no one
erased us queer people from the school.
They were not going to be able to ignore us. Just from observation, coupled with some
intelligence gathered by my little sister, we knew that The Bitches were
certain we were planning something, and it was driving them out of their minds
that they did not know what it was. Some
of my teachers, Ms Middlemarch and Ms Eigen especially, let us know (indirectly)
that we were also living rent-free in Cohn's head.
It was in the
last week of August that Rita came into the cafeteria at lunch, practically
bouncing along. Her amazing tits were
bouncing up and down and I am sure they were drawing attention from most of the
guys (even some of our gay friends) and more than a few girls.
"This came to the
house yesterday! She did it!" Rita handed me the letter to read, she
claimed she was too excited to read it out loud.
I read the letter
to everyone. Rita was right, this was
major. This was Katherine's official
notification that she had passed the Illinois Bar Exam (On the first try!) and
was now officially an attorney "With all the rights and privileges appertaining
thereunto." That was some fancy
language.
I gave Rita a big
hug, giving her boob a squeeze too. "So,
what happens next?"
Rita tried to not
talk so fast (when she's really excited she is almost unintelligible), "On
Friday she will go to a ceremony in the state district court in Champaign to officially
take the oath that makes her an officer of the court. Saturday is the big party at my house, all of
you are invited to come of course. Then
on Sunday there is a party at the Port Royal Café in Calumet City with her
family. I know she wants you and Lisa to
come for that but anyone who wants to come is welcome."
This was big
news. Rita had told us how hard Katherine
had worked for this, she had started law school when Rita was a little girl and
she had kept working at it all these years.
Considering all the support she had given us there was no way Lisa and I
would miss these events.
The other
announcement this week was of our fall play; we would be putting on a
production of Thornton Wilder's Our Town;
it's was a really famous play that won the Pulitzer Prize way back in
1938. Surprisingly, Lisa decided not to
try out for a role, she said she would be too busy with other cunning plans;
she was so damn sexy when she was being mysterious! An even bigger surprise was Ms Middlemarch
asking me to audition for the play.
"Cindy, I think there is a part in this play that would be perfect for
you. I hope you will come to the tryouts
on Tuesday after the long weekend." I
didn't know what to say, so I said (very quietly) "Yes ma'am."
Lisa came to my
house that night. I wasn't as
animalistic in my pussy eating as I was sometimes, but I knew a gentle
technique would bring Lisa to a wonderful orgasm and it did. We were lying in bed, I had my head laying on
Lisa's chest, her nipple in easy tongue reach.
"What's on your
mind Cin?"
"Ms Middlemarch
asked me to audition for Our Town. I
told her I would think about it but I'm just not sure if I can be up there on
the stage."
Lisa kissed me on
the forehead, "She told me she was going to ask you. She thinks you would be great in the role of
the Stage Manager, it's the perfect role for your personality."
"But what if I'm
terrible? I'm not a natural actress like
you are, I've never been comfortable out in front of people."
Lisa playfully
twisted my pink nipple. "Silly
goose! You can't see how brave you are, but
you are the Dread Pirate Roberts for a reason.
You may not be able to see the light inside you, but I can. It's one of the things that I love about
you. You will go to the audition on
Tuesday and I will be there to support you no matter what. There is an added bonus that if you get the
role it will drive Cohn nuts and it will divert her attention from some of my
other plans. Now roll on your back baby,
I need to eat some delicious pussy."
I rolled off her
and spread me legs wide. She gently slid
two fingers into my pussy and a finger on her other hand in my butt. Her tongue flicked and teased my clit; she
held on tight as I started to thrash and kept her mouth on my cunt, sucking out
my juices in a most un-ladylike fashion.
Nothing leads to restful sleep like multiple orgasms.
The next morning,
in the shower, Lisa shaved my legs.
"We're going to a proper celebration and I plan on showing you off. Besides, Katherine has asked me to sing a
song and I want you there in front."
"You didn't tell
me that!" I smacked her nice firm butt.
"Are you nervous?"
"A little. It's a
new song for me and it's a song that's really important to black people so I
want to do it justice."
"I will always be
there for you baby."
"I know you will
sweetie, that's what give me courage. I
am the Lusty Wench of the Dread Pirate Roberts, who will dare stand against
me?"
I hugged her
tight, our wet boobs mashed together.
She even trimmed my bush a little, "Can't be letting other girls see
your pretty brown bush without me being there too."
My entire family
went to the party, Rob and Cherie even rode their motorcycles down from
Rockford for it. Rhonda and her parents
were there was well, we all owed the Graff's a lot and our respect for
Katherine was huge. Lots of our friends
came too as did all the partners in Mr. Graff's law firm and some of their
clients. I was a little sad to not see
Joan Jett or Lita Ford there.
Mr. Graff got up
on the picnic table and made a short speech about how long Katherine had worked
to get where she was today, from her hard childhood being raised by her
grandmother after the death of her parents to her service in the Marines, and
her work at keeping Rita safe (I knew she was a bodyguard!). Mrs. Graff said a few words and then it was
Katherine's turn.
Standing on the
table made her really tall. She took a
deep breath, she was definitely not one for long speeches. "I want to thank you all for being here. I owe so much to Ferdinand and Jeanine for
believing in a woman fresh out of the military who didn't know what she wanted
in life and hiring her to look after their daughter Rita." Here she looked at Rita, "Rita, I know I have
been hard on you sometimes, but I am so proud at the woman you have
become. You have amazing friends," Here
she looked at us, "You are strong, smart, and determined and I have loved you
like you were my own daughter and I thank your parents for letting me share in
your life." Lisa and I were hugging Rita
tight, it was her turn to be Weepy Bisexual Girl. To be honest I was barely holding my tears
back. "I also want to thank my friend
Erin for using her leave to be here for me.
We started in Boot Camp together in San Diego and served on Okinawa
together. Her amazing musical talent has
taken her to the top, playing in the Marine Band, the President's Own. I've asked one of Rita's friends to sing a
song that is very important to me, and really to almost all of the African
Diaspora. Lisa, if you please?"
Katherine got
down and Lisa got up on the table, I was surprised to see she pulled Alecia up
with her. "Katherine asked me to sing
`Lift Every Voice and Sing' but I soon realized I couldn't do it solo, so I
asked my friend and fellow choir member Alecia to join me." I looked over and I could see Alecia's
parents dabbing away tears. Lisa nodded
to Mrs. Graff, who started a tape of the backing music.
"Lift Every Voice
and Sing" is a beautiful song about the struggles of black people over the
course of our country's history.
Alecia's voice was in a lower register than Lisa's but the harmony
between them was perfect. I was so
proud, and I certainly was ready to fuck both of them, preferably at the same
time. I grabbed Michelle's hand
squeezed, "That's my girlfriend!".
"Yes, we all
know." She smiled at me and squeezed my
hand back.
Rita spent a lot
of time introducing me and Lisa to people I would probably never see
again. Alecia followed us around; I
think she was a bit star-struck having been asked to sing in public. Later on we were sitting in the shade when
she leaned over to me.
"Have you had sex
with Rita?"
I smiled, "Many
times."
"I spent the
night here last night, we had sex in the pool."
"Lisa and I love
water sex, it's a little like being in space."
"I want you two
to come to my house sometime, I want to try that thing Rita does with her
nipples."
I giggled softly,
"You learn fast."
"I've decided if
I'm a lesbian I might as well have fun with girls that I feel safe with."
When she came
over I whispered in Lisa's ear what Alecia had told me. Her blue eyes went wide, "I can't wait to get
my hands on that sexy brown body."
Sunday morning we
headed north to Calumet City. There were
enough people going that most people drove their in own cars; I picked up Lisa
at her house and we joined the caravan up the interstate. Most of the trip we talked about how excited
we were at the idea of fucking Alecia. I
of course wondered how rough she wanted to get.
Lisa reminded me we did not want to scare her off and to go slow. She was right of course, but I so wanted to
bury my fist in her soft belly.
They had blocked
off the street in front of the restaurant.
There were a lot of people there, way more than had been at the Graff's,
and this time us white girls were definitely in the minority. I parked the Red October about a block away,
they let Mr. Graff drop of Katherine right in front of the café. She was wearing her full graduation regalia
and we both noticed that Erin got out of the Suburban with her.
I had my arm
around Lisa, "Do you suppose Katherine and Erin are a thing?"
"I don't
know. I do know you can't be in the
military if you are lesbian, so I imagine that would be a closely guarded
secret. I'm not going to ask and," here
she grabbed my butt hard, "Neither are you."
"Yes baby. Maybe I need a spanking later."
"I think you
will, you naughty Pirate Queen."
There were
several speeches, starting with a very
long prayer delivered by the pastor from Zipporah's church. Mr. and Mrs. Graff both spoke, followed by a
man who despite the heat was wearing a suit and had an elaborate sash around
his neck. He introduced himself at the
Jamaican consul from the consulate here in Chicago. He talked a lot about how Katherine was a
credit to Jamaicans everywhere, how she had served her adopted home but
remained a proud daughter of Jamaica. He
presented Katherine with a proclamation from the Governor-General of Jamaica
(the representative of the Queen!) and the Prime Minister celebrating her
achievements. After him it was her
grandmother's turn. Her speech was much
shorter, but it made Katherine cry (Erin too).
"Katherine, you
have made your entire family proud, both your family here and your family in
heaven (Her grandmother was a very
religious woman). I know your parents
are bursting with joy this day looking down to see the little girl who they brought
into this world achieving so much."
Lisa, Rita, and I were all bawling now.
"I also know that your great-great grandfather, a man who walked through
the gates of the holy city of Jerusalem as a proud member of the West India
Regiment, would be so proud of you. You
are destined to do great things and I just want you to know how proud your
auntie and I are of you. Now friends, it
is time to eat and celebrate."
Lisa and I were
more careful with the jerked chicken this time.
The food was incredible and while we were eating, and drinking lots of
water, Katherine's aunt came to sit with us.
"Cindy, my niece
tells me you have become quite the chef."
Lisa spoke up for
me, my mouth was full. "She really has;
she has quite the flair for Cajun food, but she has not tried making jerked
chicken yet."
Auntie
laughed. "I can see why Katherine likes
you girls, you are a fine pair." She
kissed us both on the forehead, prompting simultaneous blushing.
We got home late
that night. Mom, dad, and Janet were all
asleep and Lisa and I went downstairs, too tired and full of food to do much
more than cuddle and kiss.
Monday morning we
slept in, enjoying the holiday. Janet
yelled down the stairs, "Cindy! Phone's
for you!" It was Alecia.
"My parents are
gone all day, want to come swimming?"
That was a silly
question. We got to her house quickly
and Alecia met us at the door. She was
wearing a white robe that just barely covered her butt. When we got to the pool she dropped the robe
showing off her lovely dark brown skin and her nice round ass. She jumped into the pool; we needed no
further instructions. We put our
practice of getting naked quickly to work and I jumped into the pool less than
a minute after Alecia. Lisa did a
graceful dive into the deep end. But the
time she got to us Alecia had her thick legs wrapped around my waist and we
were messily tongue wrestling. Her
breasts weren't all that big, smaller than mine, but her nipples were
huge. They would puff up and just beg to
be chewed on. Amazingly we managed the
three-way kiss that had eluded us with Rita.
Getting near the wall I was eagerly fingering her butt and Lisa was
working her pussy.
"Rita told me
about how you two like to wrestle." We
both nodded. "Can I watch you
fight? No one can see us back here, you
can do it right in the grass."
I climbed out of
the pool and walked with Lisa to the grass.
I lunged at her, pushing my shoulder into her belly; she raked her nails
down my back, all the way from my ass to my neck. I leaned in, sinking my teeth into the hard
muscle of her thigh. She grabbed my wet
hair and twisted it around her wrist, dragging me around before she spun around
and kicked me square in the cunt. I dropped
to my knees, holding my pussy. Looking
over at Alecia she was masturbating furiously, I hoped she would join us
soon. Lisa got close to me and I punched
her hard in the stomach, bringing her down to the grass with me. Getting her on her side I wrapped my legs
around her waist and cinched in my favorite choke-hold, the one that guaranteed
she would orgasm. I felt her body
quivering and I released my hold before I started pumping my fingers in and out
of her pussy. I worked her wet sex
until, with a low moan, she let loose a mighty gusher. It was so good we were on grass. I sat on her face, gripping her wet, white
hair, writhing and moaning as I came on my baby.
We got back in
the pool to get a little cleaner. I
grabbed Alecia by her boobs and pulled her over to me. "So cutie, what is it you want to do? Lisa and I are game for most everything;
except poop. We don't do poop."
Lisa chimed in,
"And I don't like menstrual blood."
I looked at her,
"I never would have even thought of that."
She looked
sheepishly at me, "Gena is a very kinky girl."
I gave her my best Vulcan eyebrow-raise.
Alecia looked at
me, her brown eyes gleaming, "Will you hold me under the water like you do
Lisa?"
"Of course! When should I let you up?"
"I'll pull on
your pubic hair."
"OK. Ready?"
Alecia nodded,
and I pushed her mass of black hair under the water, I could see Lisa was
rubbing her pussy under the water.
Alecia could really hold her breath, but I finally felt her struggling
and then felt a pull, though she grabbed my pussy lips and not my fur. I pull her back up and let her catch her
breath.
"Did you like
that?"
"I almost
came." She looked at Lisa, "Can you play
with my pussy while Cindy holds me under?"
"Can I bite you?"
Alecia nodded,
and Lisa sank her teeth into Alecia's dark breast. I decided we would be biting our new friend a
lot; her creamy dark skin didn't really show bite marks.
Lisa worked her
long, delicate fingers up inside Alecia's delicious pink (we're all pink where
it counts) pussy until she had her entire hand inside that delicious soft,
black body. Then I pushed Alecia's head
under the water. I could see Lisa was
pumping her cunt furiously and twisting her huge nipple with her free
hand. Alecia began struggling wildly,
her soft body twisting and jerking. I
felt the tug on my bush and I let her up.
It took her a
minute to catch her breath. "Did you
orgasm?"
She held up two
fingers. "That was fucking amazing!"
Lisa pushed
herself up out of the water and sat on the edge of the pool, her legs
wide. "My pussy needs attention girls."
I move right in,
pushing two fingers inside her and sucking on her clit. We were all so aroused that she squealed with
pleasure as another gushing orgasm show from her. Alecia took her turn, remarking how good Lisa
tasted. After Lisa exploded once again I
lifted Alecia up out of the pool and spread her thick legs.
"So I want to
know how good black girl pussy tastes," and I dove in; two fingers in her cunt,
my mouth sucking on her clit, Lisa biting on one big, black nipple. It didn't take long for Alecia to come as
well. It was official, we were now too
tired (and too hungry) to fuck. I had
work that night and Lisa had class so we got dressed and I drove us all to
Godfather's to stuff ourselves with pizza.
"So Alecia,
you've gone from 0 to 100 on the old Lesbo-Meter. You sure you've never done this before?" Alecia had none of the clumsy fumbling,
granted very fun fumbling, that I remembered with Melinda (and Lee too). This girl knew just what she wanted.
She showed a
wicked little smile, "I'll be honest, I watch a lot of late-night Cinemax cable
porn, and it gave me lots of ideas. Most
of the movies are guys and girls but sometimes there is a girl/girl scene. I masturbate hard to those."
Lisa had her hand
on Alecia's thigh. She spoke very
softly, "Did Rita fuck you with her tits?"
Alecia smiled and
nodded. "That was amazing."
I gave her a very
predatory look, "I want to watch you and Rita fight." Lisa nodded.
"And Lisa can bring her whip."
Alecia looked very excited.
I took a deep
breath. "Can I ask you something
serious?"
"Sure."
"Why did you try
to kill yourself? I know those cunts at
your school were saying terrible things, but did it really seem that hopeless?
Alecia sighed
deeply, tears already in her eyes. "At
the time I didn't see any way out of it.
I knew that within a day or two everyone at school would know I kissed a
girl, and a popular white girl at that.
That was bad, but then I realized my parents would hear about it and I
was afraid how they would react that I might gay."
I held Lisa's hand
tight as I told Alecia the story of my coming out to my family almost a year
ago, especially the terrible pain my mom felt when she realized I thought I
might be kicked out of the family for loving Lisa.
"You know if you
ever find yourself in a bad place you can reach out to any of us." I put my arm around Alecia, "We want you to
know you have people who care about you and who don't want you to hurt
yourself."
Alecia was trying
really hard to keep Weepy Lesbian Girl in the shadows. Her voice was very quiet, "Thank you. You two and Rita are already better friends
to me than anyone at my old school."
We sat quietly
for a few minutes, no one knowing what to say.
I finally stood up, dug some quarters from my pocket and went to play
pinball. Lisa and Alecia watched, Lisa's
no good at pinball either, as I played.
Pinball is almost a form of meditation for me.
When school ended
on Tuesday Lisa practically had to drag me to the theater for tryouts. I had told Ms Middlemarch I would come, I
owed her that if for no other reason than her support of Lisa and me. However, I felt torn between the need to barf
and the need to pee my pants.
I had read some
of the play and I realized the Stage Manager is a really important role. Lisa assured me that the role was a perfect
fit for my personality and that I should read for the part like it's just me
talking to her.
I followed Lisa's
advice, Ms Middlemarch smiled and said "Thank You" when I was done. Now it was just a matter of waiting for the
cast list. Our Town barely has a set so there would be little in the way of
construction to do for the show. Rita
had already brought Alecia in on costumes and Lisa was going to work on that as
well. Rita would do makeup also since
she was good at it. It would also mean
we would all have more time to work on our parade float. I had talked to Gabe about using his truck
and he was onboard with it.
That night at
dinner I told my parents about reading for a part in the play. Mom was vaguely supportive, but dad was more
excited.
"One of the
English classes I took in college read Our
Town. A lot of people think it's a
really depressing play, but I always thought the message of the play was to
treasure all of life's moments, even ones that seem really minor at the
time. At least that's what I wrote in my
research paper for the class; I even got an A on it." Dad seemed quite proud of this achievement.
Dad's insight
gave me hope that, if I got the part, I could actually pull it off. That made me feel better.
My electricity
class was interesting, and I was determined to do well in it. I was not going to let the guys in the class,
to say nothing of the teacher, run me out.
I knew this meant I would have to work harder than the guys, but this is
nothing that women in all sorts of jobs haven't known for years. I made it a point to do my work as perfectly
as I could; I was going to show them that being able to do the job has nothing
to do with whether someone has a cock.
Thursday came and
the cast list for Our Town would be
posted after school. It was a return to
the very first play of our high school years, The Taming of the Shrew, except that now it was me who the nervous
one and Lisa who did the reassuring.
"Go look
babe. I can't do it!"
Lisa smacked my
ass hard, "Put on your Sexy Pirate Queen hat and go look for yourself babe!"
I did as my
sweetie ordered. There on the typed
sheet I saw it, all the way at the bottom of the sheet, "Stage Manager -- Cindy
Manning". I gave a little squeal, I was
all a mixture of excitement and abject terror.
I was going to on stage! I was feeling
something like "Hooray! I did it!" or was it Oh Shit! What have I done now?", I wasn't sure which one it was. I did see that Lauren had gotten the role of
Emily Webb, so I had a friend I could learn my lines with. Hopefully we could do it naked.
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One reason I made
it through high school as a queer girl in a small town was that I had friends I
could talk to and who supported me. I
also had a steady girlfriend who was my rock in the midst of awful storms. I did eventually marry her.
If you have never
heard "Lift Every Voice and Sing" here is Sheryl Lee Rimes performing at the
2023 Super Bowl: https://youtu.be/p0Qzu6r40_4 It
definitely gives me chills.
If you've stuck
with my story for this long you must be here for more than just the sex
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