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 scenes. I love hearing from my readers (cattingcindy@yahoo.com) and please consider a donation to keep the Nifty Archive in operation (https://donate.nifty.org)