We continue with our young lesbian protagonist. In this chapter she meets a new friend and runs up against stupid, bigoted people. Once again the story revolves around high school girls having wild, consensual, exuberant lesbian sex.

 

Part 6 -- The End of the Year

 

For most high school students a major event near the end of the school year is prom. It was now that the girls in our group really felt left out. The parent committee was adamant that there would be no same-sex couples allowed at the prom. Lisa and I were just in 10th grade so unless an older guy asked us to go, and if we accepted, we would not be going. Gena would go with Brian and there were other girls in the group who were bisexual so they would have a guy to take them. Lee and Annie however were despondent. They really wanted to wear the fancy dresses, get the flowers, and get their photos taken. They had both, in their own ways, dreamed of the prom experience since they were little girls and now a group of priggish, small-town parents were keeping it from them. It would be years in the future when we would reach the point where gay and lesbian couples would experience a real level of acceptance in some high schools.

 

After a lot of tear-filled discussion Lisa, Tessa, Darla, and I came up with a plan. It was another scene straight from a cheesy romantic comedy, if romantic comedies in the 1990's had lesbians in them. We talked to the two Old Queens who ran the coffee shop (that's what they called themselves) and they loved the idea of decorating the shop and opening it for an alternative prom for queer students. Lee and Annie eagerly shopped for dresses, Lisa already had some stunning dresses as did Tessa and Darla. That left me. I had some basic skirts but nothing that would work as a prom dress. That meant all the girls took me shopping for one and they each took it as a personal challenge to find me a suitable dress. Lisa had told the other girls "She's a cute butch but I know she will be a sex-goddess in the right dress." There was no way I could ask my parents to buy one, that would open up all sorts of difficult questions, so I used my record store earnings and Darla's employee discount to get an off-the-shoulder, bright blue dress at The Limited that looked like one I had seen Princess Diana wear. Lisa did not hold it against me that I thought the Princess of Wales was the most beautiful woman in the world. I did however refuse to wear heels; I was going to wear a pair of my trusty Chuck Taylors (also bright blue). I had developed an odd obsession with colorful high-topped sneakers. I was no Imelda Marcos, but I had quite the rainbow collection of shoes.

 

When the night came there was a sign on the shop door that it was closed for a private event. Inside it was decorated in a wonderful way that only two old gay theater set designers could manage. I changed in the back room, Lisa got changed in a storeroom, since neither of us wanted to be that out to our parents right now. I was waiting when she came out from the back. Her dress was similar to her elf-queen costume in that it was white with silver accents. As she walked across the dance floor to me there was absolute silence, at that moment I would have kicked Princess Diana out of bed. I did have some nice flowers for her which made her look even more beautiful. She was wearing heels so now she was the tall one in the relationship and they did make her legs look so damn sexy! She took my hand and led me out onto the impromptu dance floor with 12 other couples. I had no knowledge of how to dance so Lisa was going to lead. It was nice to be at a dance, even a small one, where I could kiss her whenever I wanted to. Madonna's "Crazy for You" was played and I laid my head on Lisa's shoulder, crying on her exquisite white dress.

 

Ben and Ron, the shop owners, played the role of DJ and they knew what we liked. There were may slow dances so we could be nice and close to each other. I was happy to see Eric, from theater, and his boyfriend James were there. Ben was fond of Cajun music and it was during one of those songs that Eric came over to me and asked, "May I have this dance ensign?" Still ever the Star Trek nerd.

 

I was a little shocked that he asked me, but Eric had put faith in me that I could handle the lights and, much of the time, the sound as well and I did owe him for that. He was also, once you got past his grumpy Piccard-like exterior, a really nice guy. So I gave him my best smile and offered him my hand, "Of course you may captain."

 

Eric actually could dance so I am sure I looked quite the clumsy oaf, but it was quite fun. Lisa danced with James and of course she was the epitome of grace and style, she was even more amazing than Oliva Newton-John was in Xanadu. Yeah, I know, a lot of people that it was a terrible film but her scene with Gene Kelly was classic.

 

Lee and Annie were in tears much of the time. They knew they did not have long to be together and moving apart was going to be hard. As bittersweet as the night was all of us had a good time and we loved getting to be our true selves with other people, at least for a few hours. I changed in the back room and went home, Lisa had driven her Subaru, so she headed home as well after some heated kissing and fingering in a dimly-lit storeroom. When I got home I carefully put my dress in the back of my closet, hoping that someday I could wear it again.

 

Day followed day. The weather got warmer and the school year made its way towards its inevitable end. I was broadening my musical knowledge by soaking up it up from my coworkers at the store. No offense to Lee's dad but some of them knew even more than he did. My love of Joan Jett and other female artists was well known but I had also discovered two very different groups. One was the Grateful Dead. They were so different from the hard rock bands that I really liked but a lot of their music really moved me, especially in the years when they had the incredibly beautiful Donna Godchaux on backing vocals. The other was Social Distortion. Their incredible mix of punk and rockabilly made we want to dance. Not graceful dancing but rather the sort that involves wearing Doc Martens and throwing elbows. They inspired me to buy a pair of Doc's, which, much to my delight, Lisa found indescribably sexy. On one of our movie/orgy nights we watched a film from 1986 called The Big Easy. We all wanted to watch it because Ellen Barkin was in it and she was a serious lust object for us dating back to us watching Buckaroo Banzai. It really wasn't that good a movie but the soundtrack was, I thought, incredible. That led me into the world of Cajun and zydeco music and a determination to become a better dancer.

 

We all went to graduation to see Lee, Annie, Tessa, and Darla graduate. We cheered for them and yeah, we cried too. We had to be good girls at the assorted graduation parties since they included lots of parents and so left little room for lesbian hi-jinks. We had decided to have a party of our own once school was over and all the extended family members had gone home.

 

A week before school was done Lisa pulled me aside. She was very excited, to the point that her ponytail (she didn't always braid her hair now) and her boobs were both bouncing.

 

"I tried out for the Theater in the Park production of Damn Yankees and I got the part of Lola!"

 

I guess I looked sort of confused, so she elaborated.

 

"It's the musical about baseball. Lola is the female lead, I get to play a sex demon!"

 

That last part got my attention and I remembered a song she had performed for me, naked of course.

 

"Do they need crew?"

 

"Of course they do. We can go to the office after school so you can sign up. This will give us an excuse to be together even more!" She kissed me good and hard. She was so cute!

 

After school we drove to the Theater in the Park office. I was introduced to lots of people, all of whom seemed to know Lisa. I was also introduced to the man in charge of all things back-stage. He was an older man, older than my dad for sure. He did seem nice (in an intimidating sort of way) and he very solemnly shook my hand.

 

"Hello young lady. My name is Jim Jericho, known around here as The Chief."

 

"Hello sir," I get very formal when I am nervous, "I'm Cindy. Why do they call you The Chief?"

 

"I'm a retired Navy Master Chief Petty Officer. I work as a commercial electrician and I am a volunteer with Theater in the Park. Your friend Lisa tells me you have done lights and sound at your school."

 

"Yes sir." Still very nervous. The Chief had an air about him that he was not a man to be trifled with.

 

"You don't have to call me `sir' Cindy, I work for a living." He chuckled at this though I did not know why it would be funny. "I look forward to working with you. You come highly recommended by your friend Lisa and by one of our former lighting techs, Eric."

 

I smiled and made a note to thank Eric for his trust if I ever saw him again. Lisa was positively beaming with happiness which, like most cute things she did, made me all tingly in my pussy."

 

Now that school was out I worked more at the record store. It was very nice to not be up before sunrise just to spend my day slogging through calf-deep mud in a corn field. Lisa would come by before her dance lessons often enough that the assorted supervisors at the store would automatically send me on break when she came in the door. Sometimes we would walk around downtown, sometimes we would hang out in a corner of the stockroom kissing and groping each other. Thursdays we would gather at the coffee shop for karaoke night and to see Lee and Annie. I made it a point to always buy something, even though I didn't like coffee, just to thank the owners for hosting our queer prom in the spring. Lisa had so much more confidence than when we first met, and not just when it came to singing. For months I was almost always the one initiating sex but now it was an even split. She had also had developed a scary Mean Girl voice; she no longer would break down into fits of giggles when she used it.

 

A week after school was out my parents went away for several days to take my sister Janet to orchestra camp. I played the "I have to work" card to they said I could stay home but only if my brother Rob came to stay at the house. I don't think he was very happy about it, but I was already hatching plans. I wouldn't be able to sleep over at Lisa's house, but I could certainly spend lots of time with her. The day before my parents and sister left he arrived and surprised the hell out of all of us.

 

First surprise: He had a girl with him! Rob had never, to my knowledge, dated in high school. He might well have had some dates back then and just kept it under wraps. Knowing my parent's lack of boundaries and the nosiness of other people at church I could certainly understand why he would do that. The girl, no idea if they were actually a couple, was tall (taller than Rob and he was 6 feet tall) blonde, and quite the hottie. I was sure there would be discussions with our parents that I would not be party to about where she would be staying.

 

Next surprise: They pulled up on a motorcycle. Rob now had a job near Rockford, so he had the resources to buy the bike, our parents certainly would not have helped. Needless to say, he and Cheri cut quite the figure in their riding gear. Nerd that I am my curiosity about the motorcycle over-rode my interest in the gorgeous blonde. His bike was, he told me, a 1988 Kawasaki Vulcan 750. I now knew that I was destined to be a biker girl. I had many excessively dirty fantasies about Lisa riding with me as we explored the country and fucking like wild animals.

 

Officially Cheri would be staying with some college friends here in town but within 10 minutes of the van leaving with our parents and Janet she was back and carrying her bag in the house. Rob and I exchanged a long look before he spoke.

 

"OK kid," he always had called me "kid". "Here's the deal. Cheri is going to be staying here with me, so I hope you will be cool about it. I'm an adult but you know how mom and dad would get if there was fornication under their roof." I giggled here, he had no idea how much fornication had happened in the basement. "And yes, I've known for years you're a lesbian. I don't care, it's your business.

 

"Do mom and dad know?" I'm sure I was very red now and I had that very tense feeling along the back of my neck that you get when you know shit has gotten real.

 

"Not that they have ever said to me. Sounds like you have managed to obscure and mis-direct things enough to keep them out of your business."

 

"OK Rob. You go your way and I'll go mine. I won't put you in a position where you have to lie for me, but I won't give you all the details either. I do, however, want a ride on the bike while you are here."

 

"Fair enough kid." And with that at least one member of my family knew I was gay. It meant I could introduce Lisa to them and be honest about it and that when I spent all day at Annie's, I had promised to be at home by 10 every night, he wouldn't ask too much about what we were doing. Officially it would be "watching movies".

 

I got off work in the afternoon the next day, so I picked up Lisa and some pizza, on my way home. I told her the situation, which made her nervous but not nearly as nervous as I was. We came in the house and sat down in the kitchen with the pizza. Cheri broke the silence.

 

"So, you are Rob's lesbian sister?"

 

She certainly didn't mince words.

 

"Yeah, that's me. I think you know more about me than I know about you, which is nothing."

 

"Rob and I met in a political science class and hit it off. I come from a family not too different from yours, except it's bigger. I've got four older brothers but I'm really only in contact with one of them. My parents embraced religion when they quit drinking and they are damn near insufferable, so I was glad to go off to school away from them. Rob and I have a place in Rockford, 4 cats, and a roommate named Carter. I graduated with a degree in finance and I work for the Illinois Department of Transportation. Rob has not told me a lot about you, or Janet for that matter, other than you like to read, you work in a record store, and you're gay. I'm going to guess the girl squeezing your hand so tight your fingers are turning purple is your girlfriend." She looked at Lisa and smiled, she really was very pretty. Rob clearly had more of a social life now than when he lived at home.

 

"Hi, I'm Lisa." Lisa reached out and shook Cheri's hand, smiling her best smile. "Yes, my hair really is this color, but I am going to temporarily dye if for my role in Damn Yankees."

 

It was my turn to be shocked. "What! You never told me that!" I was surprised but simultaneously turned on by the thought of Lisa with different colored hair (at least on her head).

 

"Yep. Lola is a redhead so before we start final rehearsals you get to help me pick out a dye and do the deed."

 

A redheaded girlfriend. I liked this idea. I also liked that it would be temporary, and I would soon enough have my white-haired sex goddess back.

 

Rob and Cheri were going to a concert about 40 miles away so would be on my own that night. I didn't tell him Lisa would be staying too but I think he figured that part out. They left and for the first time Lisa and I had the entire house to ourselves.

 

"Cindy," I could already hear the Mean Girl voice, "Go put on your prom dress. No underwear please." Lisa was in charge now and I could feel myself getting wet.

 

"Yes baby." I went to my room, stripping as I went. I carefully got the dress from its box in my closet (thankfully it didn't wrinkle badly) and I returned to the living room. Lisa was already naked. She took my face in her hand and kissed me for a long time and then dropped to her knees, raising my dress up. Just like I had done at Christmas she put her head up under it and began licking my pussy, her hands grabbing my round butt. With this much buildup it did not take me long to climax. The hardest part was staying on me feet and not collapsing in a convulsing tangle of arms and legs. I unzipped the dress and let it fall to the floor. I pulled Lisa down to the floor and lay on top of her. I pressed my nipples to hers and began grinding my bush on hers. This time Lisa could squeal as loud as she wanted to, and she did, her naked body quivering under mine.

 

We didn't even both to watch TV, we crawled into my bed and went to sleep snuggling each other's naked body.

 

We woke in the morning snuggled in close (mine is a single bed). Lisa was awake, looking adorable as always.

 

"We could wake up like this every morning if we lived together." She got on top of me, her nipples mashed to mine and her tongue sliding in my mouth. Now it was her turn to grind her mound on mine. I held on as long as I could but soon enough I was a mass of thrashing arms and legs, my climax being loud and fairly messy. We lay in bed for a while, kissing and idly fingering each other.

 

"You ready for the big day at Annie's?" Annie and Lee had planned one last big sexual blowout with one of the events being and all-out catfight between Annie and me.

 

"Are you going to win baby?" Lisa wasn't in to fighting nearly as much as was be she did get really turned on watching me fight. "I want my pussy to be your prize."

 

"I'll do my best. Annie and I are pretty even over the course of the year, so I know she will go all-in. I plan on doing the same. I certainly want to see your lovely body dominating Lee and Gena."

 

"They are such submissives that shouldn't be too hard. They both have delicious pussys too."

 

We go up out of bed and got in the shower together. While it didn't take as long as it used to for Lisa's hair to dry I still looked forward to sitting on the couch with her naked braiding her hair. Her braid now came down to just under her shoulders.

 

I drove us over to Annie's house. We were both just wearing sweats and t-shirts, no underwear, so we could strip the moment the door closed behind us. The door was unlocked so we went right in. Lee and Annie were on the couch, already naked and fingering each other. Our clothes were off in a flash.

 

Annie stood up. "You ready for a fight Cindy?"

 

"Have I even not been ready? Usual rules?" We had decided months back that there would be no fists to the face and no anal penetration during the fight. Also, no bite-marks in places where it would show.

 

Annie nodded and put up her fists. I did the same and we circled each other. Lisa say on the couch, legs wide to show off her wet pussy as encouragement for me. We went at each other, starting with wild fists, not really punches but more like slaps, kicking when we could. I finally got in close enough and brought my fist up hard under Annie's big, dark tit, practically hitting her in the face with her own boob. She replied with a heel to the ribs. We went back and forth like this, grabbing nipples when we could, pulling hair, and grabbing pubic hair when we had the chance. I was working hard to avoid her amazingly strong legs; I knew that if she got me between them I was done for.

 

The TV room resonated with the sounds of fists on bare flesh, grunts as breasts mashed together, and painful sounds as hair was pulled. I could feel how wet I was getting and I could see the juices on Annie's dark thigh, so she was right there with me. I grabbed both of her black nipples and twisted them hard as I brought my knee up into her toned belly. She gritted her teeth and grunted before trying to get me down with a cuntbust. Her aim was off, and she managed to scrape her toenails along the inside of my thigh. That hurt, but not as much as a strong kick in the pussy would hurt. Yes, dear reader, like Melinda and Cheryl almost a year ago I found myself turned on by pain (with the right girl that is). Her kick sent Annie off-balance and so I seized my opportunity.

 

Lunging forward I drove my shoulder hard into her belly, knocking her down on her ass. I was able to grab her ankles and spread her legs wide so that I could press my heel into her lovely pink cunt. I gripped her ankles tight and fell back on my butt, pulling on her sexy thick legs, pushing my heel against her clit. After a couple of hard heel kicks she slapped the floor, yielding to me.

 

I let go of her legs and moved up to sit on her lovely tits, my furry pussy in her face. I wiggled my butt against her hard nipples as her tongue entered me, licking my wet pussy and teasing my clit. I climaxed within minutes and then laid on top of her, kissing her hard. From the area of the couch I could hear, and smell, Lee and Lisa both fingering themselves furiously. I spun around so Annie and I were in a 69 and proceeded to loudly slurp up her juices and lick her butthole as she did the same for me. Her orgasm was energetic and quite loud.

 

I got up from Annie and looked at Lisa with undisguised lust. "Ready baby? I want my prize!"

 

"We best go in the shower then, I think this one may be a gusher." "Gusher" was the term we used when Lisa's orgasms were accompanied by a spray of juices.

 

"Wait," Lee chimed in, "You mean Lisa is a squirter?"

 

"I didn't know it had a name. I just know those are her best orgasms."

 

Lee took charge. "Follow me!" She led us out to the back porch. I had never seen it before, but it was set up with a hot tub, never knew about that either, and was quite private.

 

Lisa set on the edge of the hot tub and I slid into the warm water, so I could eat my baby's pussy and eat it I did. Lisa's legs were thrashing in the water and she held on for dear life. With a sound that could be mistake for a train whistle she erupted, spraying me, the tub, the floor behind me and part of the wall. Annie and Lee were aghast.

 

"I can do that too! You and Lee eat me now!" Annie was wild with lust.

 

Lee and I did what we were told and within a few minutes we were sprayed down with Annie's juices. I pulled Lisa down into the water with me, luxuriating in the feeling of my wet skin on hers.

 

A deliciously kinky idea popped into my head. I whispered to Lisa, "Should I strangle you or drown you baby?"

 

"Hold me under and finger my pussy." She hissed, "Now!"

 

My hand on top of her head I pushed my beautiful lover under the water, two fingers in her cunt. I could feel her writhing as I counted backward from 30. At 30 seconds I pulled her back up by her hair. I wrapped my legs around her, holding her tight to me. Looking over I could see Annie had just pulled Lee up and was now slapping her face with her heavy, wet tits. It was my first time for sex in the water and I liked it!

 

What followed several hours of partner swapping interspersed with an all-out orgy. There was lots of water splashed out of the hot tub, some pee added to it as well as a noticeable volume of pussy juices. I got my clit rubbed by the other girls' nipples, got my tits pissed on, played Lesbian Drowning Freak several times before winding up in a big, wet group embrace. We were all pretty wobbly when we climbed out and dried off.

 

Lisa and I needed to go to the Theater in the Park meeting and I think that Lee and Annie went back to fucking as soon as we left. Lisa and I did have real clothes to put on, so we didn't look like utter hedonists when we arrived at the meeting.

 

Much of the meeting was cast and crew meeting each other. I recognized a few people from school, though I think they noticed Lisa first. Sitting next to us was a girl I did not recognize. She was a bit shorter than Lisa, probably around 5'4" and a bit chubby with straight brown hair and glasses.

 

"Hi, I'm Cindy and this is Lisa," Lisa leaned forward to wave cheerfully.

 

"I'm Rita. I work with the costume and makeup crew." She seemed very nervous, but she was also quite cute, in nervous, mousy sort of way.

 

"I'm doing lights and set construction. Lisa is playing Lola. I don't think you go to school with us, I haven't seen you around."

 

"I go to the private school. My parents are convinced public schools are dens of vice and iniquity."

 

"That sounds like my parents." If only she knew half the things Lisa and I did at school!

 

The director went over the schedule for the next few weeks as the performance time approached. As the meeting ended Lisa and I got ready to go get some dinner. Fucking and fighting all day works up an appetite!

 

"We are going to go get some pizza, would you like to join us?"

 

"I'll have to call my parents, hang on." I assumed she would go use the phone in the office but instead she reached into her quite large bag and pulled out a mobile phone. I had never seen one in real life and it occurred to me that Rita's family must be pretty well off.

 

Lisa grabbed my hand. "You could at least introduce me as your girlfriend! It's not like she knows your parents." The fact that neither of us were completely out to our parents was a sticking point in our relationship. At some point we would have to come clean, but I was just not ready for that.

 

Suddenly Rita handed me the phone. "My mom wants to talk to you."

 

I was interrogated for several minutes. It was clear her parents were just as controlling as mine were, which in a way made it easier. I handled Rita's mom like I did my parents. It was finally agreed that she could ride with us to Godfather's (our favorite pizza!) and I would bring Rita home, getting her there no later than 7.

 

I handed the phone back to Rita. She did whatever one does to "hang up" a mobile phone and smiled at me. She really was cute. "Sorry. My mom and dad can be pretty intense."

 

"I hear that. Mine can be like that too. You good with riding in the back seat?"

 

Rita nodded. I put up the back seat in the Yellow Submarine, no wild lesbian car=fucking tonight for us, and off to Godfather's we went. Yes, there were local pizza joints but Lisa and I both liked Godfather's. We got there, ordered, and sat down. I saw that Rita had a sketchbook with her.

 

"You like drawing?"

 

"I do. It gives me something to do with my hands. I get kind of fidgety otherwise."

 

"She showed me her sketches. She had done one of me while we were in the meeting and it looked good. She also had one of a damn sexy woman, think Madonna in black lingerie, which I realized was Lisa!"

 

"That's my idea for one of Lisa's costumes. I like designing clothes, even if they aren't ones I would wear."

 

Lisa looked over and covered her mouth. I don't think she knew exactly how beautiful she was.

 

"Lisa, you will wear that! The universe demands it!"

 

She rubbed my arm, making me feel all tingly. "You got it sweetie."

 

Rita looked at us. "So, you two are a couple? For real?"

 

Lisa spoke up first, which surprised me a little; she was amazingly shy sometimes. "It's a kind of complicated story but we have been together for nine months now. We make a good team." She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek, causing me to turn the color of a raspberry.

 

"Cool. I've never known any lesbians. But I do have another question& "

 

She didn't get a chance to finish. I swear Lisa was damn near psychic. "My hair has been white since 5th grade. It's an auto-immune thing, that's as much as the doctors ever knew. Yes, all my hair is white." The last part included a very lascivious smile. I was always amazed how kind she was explaining this to everyone. Then again no one had ever been mean about it in my presence. If someone was mean to my baby about her hair I swear I would put my Doc Martens to good use on their fucking head.

 

I was holding Lisa's hand tight. "So Rita, what's your story?"

 

She puffed her cheeks out before she told the story, as though it was going to be a complex tale. "I lived in River Forest, in the west suburbs of Chicago. My mom and dad are both lawyers. I have a half-sister named Carolina who is 7 years older than me. Her mom, my dad's first wife, died of cancer when Carolina was 4. Dad met my mom at a conference and they got married two years later and a year after that I was born. Mom is from Lethbridge, Alberta in western Canada. I've been there a few times, it looks amazing like Illinois other than winter lasts seven months. We moved down here two years ago when my mom got paranoid about me being kidnapped. The daughter of one of her friends was kidnapped and that freaked mom the hell out. They sent me to private school here because everyone they knew in Chicago sent their kids to private schools. My parents are gone a lot, so I have had a nanny as long as I can remember. My current nanny is Katherine and she is also my dad's paralegal. Watching over me has gotten easier as I got older, so she does a lot more legal work while she takes law classes. Katherine is pretty cool but, like my mom, she can be really intense."

 

Lisa chimed in, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

 

Rita blushed. "How can I put this; I have been very sexually active for the past two years. I didn't have any friends when we moved so in hindsight I guess I turned slut. What can I say? I discovered I really like sex."

 

I was a bit speechless. For all of our kinks with each other Lisa and I pretty much only knew what we had learned from The Joy of Lesbian Sex. I was the first person Lisa ever had sex with and I had had seven partners, all of whom I was still close, if not actually intimate with.

 

"Since we are speaking so honestly here Rita how many guys have you been with?" I blushed a little and Lisa looked at me like I had just farted in church.

 

Rita was quiet for a bit, obviously thinking about the answer. "I guess it depends on how you define

`Been With.' I have had three guys penetrate me, sucked off 6 others, jacked off five others, and I had two tit-fuck me,"

 

We were both stunned. Lisa broke the silence. "Wow, that's a lot of orgasms" I stifled a giggle; I would never have thought I would be sitting in my favorite pizza restaurant with my lesbian lover talking to another girl about her orgasms.

 

Now Rita blushed. "Actually, I have only had an orgasm with two of the guys who actually fucked me, otherwise I have had to take things into my own fingers." She smiled a very cute smile. She had adorable dimples.

 

"You should be enjoying sex more Rita. You deserve an orgasm every time!" I blurted it out and Lisa actually slapped me kind of hard on the arm.

 

"Cindy! I'm sorry Rita, this is none of our business. I apologize for my overly blunt girlfriend."

 

"It's OK. I broke up with my last boyfriend in March. He wasn't nice to be with anymore." She unconsciously rubbed her arm as she said that.

 

"Rita, did he hurt you?" I figured Lisa was going to give me a proper spanking for being so blunt, so I might as well swing for the fences.

 

Rita looked down and nodded. Lisa and I were really quiet for a bit, and Lisa grabbed my thigh hard. Rita leaned over the table, "Don't ever tell anyone. My parents would totally freak out and probably ship me off to Lethbridge for my own good."

 

Lisa must have made the decision to change the subject. "So how did you get so good with sewing and make-up.?"

 

"My mom used to make a lot of my clothes. It was a hobby for her back when she was still practicing law. She's basically retired now but she does take cases from time to time. She also made a lot of Carolina's clothes. Carolina was always very into make-up and her appearance, she is really strikingly beautiful, and she got me interested in those things. I had one of those make-up head Barbie's and theater has been one of the few places where people are nice to me. I don't really have any friends at school"

 

Lisa and I nodded solemnly. Our theater crowd at school was the one place where we were really out.

 

We got up and I drove Rita home. We went in the house and got to meet Katherine. As advertised, she was a very intense black woman; probably in her 30's. I could see she was very protective of Rita and it was clear to me that if someone was to mess with Rita in her presence if would not end well for them. I got the feeling that she knew how to handle herself in tense situations.

 

"So, you two are Rita's new friends? I'm glad to meet you. You are the first people she has introduced me to since we moved here." She looked kind of sternly at Rita as she said this, leaving me to think there was a lot more to this story.

 

"Isn't Rita kind of old to have a nanny?" Yep, still being blunt. I was angling for a really good spanking from Lisa.

 

"Her parents are very protective of her, maybe a little too much. They moved here from Chicago after the daughter of two of their friends was kidnapped and held for ransom. The police got her back home safely, but Mr. and Mrs. G freaked the hell right out, especially Rita's mom. Since Mr. G travels a lot Rita does need an adult at home, but I am also a paralegal for Mr. G and I am working on my law degree from the University of Illinois. Mr. G pays my tuition and gives me a place to live in addition to paying me for my legal work."

 

This pretty much confirmed my suspicions that Rita's family was really well off. "I have a softball game tomorrow night so if you want to come watch you can meet more of Lisa and my friends."

 

Rita looked over at Katherine. Clearly, she had to clear lots of things with her. Katherine smiled, very slightly, and nodded.

 

"I'll see you then." Rita seemed really happy to have some new friends.

 

As I was driving Lisa home we discussed our conversation with Rita.

 

"Poor girl," Lisa sighed. "To be with all those guys and only have two orgasms. She needs better taste in guys.

 

"Maybe she needs some girls to show her how it's done. I mean, it's not like we know much about guys. I guess we could get Gena into the conversation. I'm sure she would welcome Rita in a threesome."

 

Lisa was quiet, and I looked over to see she was blushing a bit.

 

"Lisa is there something you need to tell me."

 

"Well I have a bit more experience than you do."

 

"Spill it you naughty tramp!" I reached over and gave her boob a pinch.

 

"So, I have never actually seen a guy's cock, but I was at two parties back in the 9th grade where there was a truth or dare sort of thing. I had to reach in a guy's jeans and grab his cock. I did, and he came almost instantly. A few weeks later I did the same thing with another guy who lasted about a minute longer. It was hardly quality sex. You were the first person ever to see my pussy."

 

"Oh, we need to go to the park to our shelter in the trees so you can show me what you did." I was in full Mean Girl mode which almost always made Lisa all submissive. Of course, she could get the same reaction out of me. We parked and walked hand-in-hand to a picnic shelter back in some trees where it wasn't visible from the parking lot."

 

"OK tramp show me what you did."

 

Lisa reached down into my jeans and looked at me with mock surprise. "But I can't, you don't have a cock!"

 

"Well then you need to work my pussy then"

 

Lisa slid a finger into my pussy slit, rubbing me slowly. It took a few minutes but soon enough I was holding her tight, out boobs mashed together, my tongue in her mouth. I managed to not fall down when my orgasm swept over me.

 

"Now it's my turn baby." I pushed my hand into her shorts and began rubbing her pussy, which was already wet, and playing with her clit. I had learned how to really stimulate Lisa; so I pulled her shorts and panties down, bending her over the table. I worked her pussy faster and faster until her beautiful butt was quivering, and she shot a jet of pussy juice into the grass. I knelt down and licked her pussy clean before she pulled up her panties and shorts.

 

"You are so bad! That must be why I love you so much." She gave me a long kiss. "You are getting such a spanking the next time we are naked."

 

"I'm looking forward to it." I smiled.

 

I drove Lisa home. She said she would drive to the park for my game since she and her mom had some things to do. I kissed her goodbye before she got out of the car.

 

I got home before my mom, dad, and sister got home from her orchestra camp. Rob was out in the driveway with his motorcycle. He and Cheri would be leaving when our parents got home.

 

"So, can I have my ride now?"

 

"Sure. Put Cheri's helmet on." Cheri helped me get the helmet on. She had a friend who did airbrush art, so her helmet had wonderful images of Wonder Woman on it. Rob got on the bike and I climbed onto the passenger seat. "Put your hands and my shoulders and don't put your feet down, even when we stop. I'll take care of keeping the bike up."

 

Off we went. I hate to say this but at that moment if I had been asked whether riding a motorcycle or fucking Lisa was a greater thrill I'm not sure how I would have answered. From that moment I was hooked. I knew that as soon as I could get one I would be a biker girl, hopefully with Lisa my sexy passenger. We got back home right as mom, dad, and Janet pulled up. My mom was absolutely horrified to see her daughter on a motorcycle. My dad appeared to be quietly chuckling.

 

"Once you are out on your own you can get one of those things, but not a minute sooner." I did not even try to argue with mom on this one. She had that look that did not invite discussion.

 

Cheri whispered in my ear, "Now you know why I want my own bike. You will make a perfect lesbian biker girl in a few years." She patted me on the butt; I was grinning like an absolute fucking idiot.

 

As they got ready to leave Rob told me a box came for me that day from a place called Crutchfield. The day just got better! It was my new car audio gear. I had saved for months to get a new receiver and speakers to replace the really sad stock system. My life was so good!

 

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