Home Sweet Home Chapter 2

Home Sweet Home -2-

Now that Sadie was out to those that mattered most to her, life seemed to settle down. She spent more time at home and less time chasing the lesbian fillies than she had prior. Don't get me wrong, she was one of the lustiest junior high girls around, and loved nothing more than having her mouth on pussy. It's just that she realized her mothers and her had just come through an extraordinary time, and it felt right staying closer to home for the next while, spending more time at reading, doing chores that needed to be done, and making sure her homework was finished.

One Tuesday after getting home around 3:00, having a snack, and taking a short nap, she awoke to her phone going off. It was a couple texts from Harper McNally, and she quickly got into it:

Harper: Hi Sadie. A bit of (good I hope) news for you. I came out to my mother last night...

Harper: Sorry, the cat was begging for a treat. Spoiled beast. So, as a was saying, I wasn't officially out to anyone, so it was a big step for me. She was happy for me. Whew, I feel safe with the most important person in my life being cool with it. Anyway, you want to hang out for a while today.

Sadie: OMG, great news. Yeah, a couple weeks ago I had the conversation with my mothers. They were so great. Anyway, yeah, sure. You know where I live. When r u gonna come over?

Harper: Walking to get my bike. See you in 5. Love you.

Harper was on cloud nine, having just come out. She sped to Sadie's place, which was only two and a half blocks away, and ditched her gold 24" Huffy cruiser (her mom took the basket off the front) on the side of the porch. She rang the bell, bouncing from foot to foot.

"Harper," shrieked Sadie. "Come in, come in! Come here, let me hug you. That's awesome about your mom."

Sadie gave her a big, warm hug. Then she held her at arm's length, then she kissed her. A big sloppy kiss, a big wet kiss. The two girls fell into it, each feeling it was such good news, each feeling she was getting off on the other girl.

"Hmmm, yummy," said Sadie. "You taste so good. I love it when you come to the bathroom at lunch and we eat each other. God, I love that. You and me, taking turns."

"Me too, girlfriend," said Harper. "Me too."

"So, you wanna tell me about your mother, or you want to fuck first. Maybe we fuck first and then talk, `cuz I got something to share with you."

"Sound like a plan Stan," said Harper. Harper was a very comely classmate of Sadie. She was five foot three and a ninety-five pounds. Brown hair framed her beautiful face and fell to her shoulders. She had started puberty about 6 months prior, and had perky breasts, B-cups, that looked like half an orange. They were a perfect size for Sadie's hands and mouth. Since early in her lesbian journey, she got a pubic hair stuck in her throat and could not get it out for hours, she had been shaving regularly. It made her feel clean and sexy. Her pussy was adorable and getting steadily bigger.

"You're so goddam cute, I think I could eat you," said Sadie.

"I have a feeling you're going to," giggled Harper.

The girls shed their clothes quickly, then set out to being together, to making out, then to fucking. They weren't in a rush because Sadie's mothers would not be home for more than two hours. They talked as they went along, about condoms, about dildoes and strapons, about lube, about sexy new outfits they got. Sadie would be fucking Harper and, out of the blue, Sadie would be telling her about a new vibrator she got for her birthday. A type of stream of consciousness. Amazing, really.

Sadie, at this point in her life, was a classic top. She was a natural at directing traffic, so to speak. When she wanted her partners to get off, to enjoy sex and the best way she knew was to be in control. She spoke to Harper about love, sex, and toys while she was fucking her.

"You wanna use a strapon, Harper?" said Sadie.

"Yes, of course," said Harper. "You do me, Sadie. I know you like to be in charge, and I love it when you're in charge. You're such a natural dominant. But nice and dominant."

"Awww, you're a cutie," said Sadie. "Let's get you lubed up and ready to go." Sadie reached under her bed for her box of toys and supplies. She selected a long, narrow, smooth strapon, with no head to speak of. About seven inches long and three or four around. Colored like the rainbow."

"How is this one for you?" asked Sadie.

"Perfect," said Harper. "I like `em nice and smooth. Don't give me a guy's dick for lesbian fucking. It's pretty too."

"That's what I say," said Sadie. "It's just us girls. I don't even want to think about boys."

She also got some Astroglide lube out and started to put some to the dildo. After she covered the shaft with lube, she paid attention to Harpers pretty pussy.

"Oh my god, I've seen your pussy before, but now it looks so good here in the sunlight," said Sadie. "All shaven and everything. And wet. Look at those drops glistening on your pussy lips. See, they're growing. Oh, let me taste it, and she leaned into the pussy, her tongue leading, and every so slowly scooped the honey into her tongue...and, looking into Harper's face and seeing the girl in a daze, brought the offering into her mouth, tasted it, and moaned."

"Mmmm, mmm. That's glorious girlfriend," said Sadie. "Nothing like it. Oh, fuck yeah."

Harper was ecstatic. "You'll have me coming before with start fucking," she said. "God, I love those compliments about my pussy."

Sadie applied some lube to her partner's pussy. She lined up the shaft of the strapon to Harper's pussy and put the tip in. She withdrew it and ran the shaft of the dildo up and down Harper's slit including the clitoris, eliciting a moan from her. She again put the strapon at her cunt entrance, and pushed about one-third of the dildo in. Harper was tight- she knew this from the bathroom escapades. Tight, but getting more relaxed with each pass of her pre-game ritual. On the fourth pass Sadie sank the dildo to the hilt, Harper having had a girlfriend take her virginity not too long ago. She smiled, her eyes still closed, and exhaled.

"Oh shit," she said. "You're so good at that. At being a top girl."

"Oh baby, it's my pleasure," said Sadie. "This is heaven for me too, you know."

She drew the strapon out half-way and pushed it home again. She kept repeating this at the same pace; Harper dreamt she was on a machine of some sort. She played with Harper's clit most of the time, while alternating with slapping her breasts and playing with her nipples. Harper's nipples responding to the attention were perfect nipples, round and tall when she was aroused. She even put her fingers in Harper's mouth, feeling her teeth, pulling on her tongue.

Sadie turned Harper over to get her on all fours, and began a similar process all over again. Sadie tugged at her mouth, pinched her nipples, tweaked her breasts, scratched her back, pleasured her clit. But this time she began to massage her ass, dipping her wetted thumb into her ass to the first knuckle. Harper began to mewl louder, saying Sadie's name over and over.

"It's so good. You're so good," cried Harper. Just then she experienced the tingle. She knew what that meant, and she announced "I'm cumming. Ooohhh I'm cumming," moaned Harper. "Keep it going while I cum, please."

Sadie had no plans to stop. In and out, in and out. Only a faster and more concentrated form of fucking. She was the queen of the bathroom, of her school, of the area. A twelve-year old with the magic touch. That was her reputation that she had unconsciously built over the course of seventh grade. It helped that she was, perhaps, the biggest girl and some would say the most gifted athlete in her class. She was aware of her body, how it moved, how it felt. She used that knowledge to please girls. Soon she would turn her sexual gifts to pleasing woman. To seducing them. To fucking them. Teachers, waitresses, soccer moms, and coaches were all to fall to her in the remaining years of junior high and high school.

When Harper had climaxed her energy levels went out the window as she recovered. Sadie relaxed her assault on her pussy, and was now still but for her hands that roamed across Harpers back and sides and ass. Oh, her dildo remained in Harper as Sadie felt her way through the afterglow.

Sadie sensed that Harper was done, and gently pulled out. She said, "Well, that was nice. I haven't had such a willing fuck buddy in quite a while and so good looking too, I must say. You have the body of an adult, Harper, with all the curves in the right places."

"Oh Sadie, that's quite the compliment coming from you," Harper said. "If we seventh graders took a poll and asked who the best-looking girl in our school you would be the hands-down winner.

"Why thank you, Harper," said Sadie. "But you know what?"

"No, tell me, Sadie," said Harper.

"I appreciate the compliment. But I think we're tied for first. Ahem. Ladies and gentlemen, the two most beautiful girls in a school with 550 such girls...are now naked as jaybirds, having just fucked each other silly," sang Sadie.

Harper laughed so hard she fell out of bed. If Sadie had been lying with her, which she was preparing to do, she may have rolled out of the sack on top of her. As it were, she knelt over her friend and started to "play hit and punch" her back and her legs. All the while both were laughing and repeating what Sadie had pronounced in various fashions. They were going to remember that afternoon, for perhaps, the rest of their lives.

"Oh," said Harper after a rest. "That was the best sex ever. Thank you my dear."

"Oh My God, that was so much fun, said Sadie. "Can you come to my house every day and let's do a repeat?"

"Careful what you wish for," said Harper. "But seriously, wasn't that a riot. Fuck me, that was fun."

"Do you want me to do you?" asked Harper.

"If you want to, if you have the energy after that," said Sadie. "Let me ask, have you made love to a chick with a strapon before?"

"Actually, I haven't. It would be my first time," said Harper. "Why don't we just talk about our mothers, and save it for next time?"

"OK, that sounds good," said Sadie. The girls got dressed, still in a good mood. The fact was that Sadie was an experienced and committed lesbian and she knew it. She was fine about Harper dropping out just then and made it clear she didn't hold it against her. "So, tell me how it went with your mom. I want to know everything."

"Well, it was really cool," said Harper. "I knew at the start of the school year that I was a lesbian. You played a big role, Sadie. I knew what went on at lunch time in the girl's bathroom, but I'd never played. On the second day of school, I wanted to check it out. So, I just went in there at lunch. Everyone was nice, but you especially took time to talk to me. In fact, we went back to the lunchroom together, and you explained everything to me. What the girls do in the stalls, what I might see around a sink, all the kissing and stuff. I knew what it all was and I wanted it, more than anything. So, on my first time, you and I went back into the bathroom, got a stall, and ate each other out. It was so hot and I'm so grateful. You even said `you're a natural.' I was on cloud nine the rest of the day after I heard that. I couldn't wait to get back there the next day and, you know, do stuff."

"Man, you've really taken to it," said Sadie. "Don't you think it's pretty cool, the way the teachers let us do stuff in there. No one ever checks. I think as long as no one smokes were OK. On the first day someone tried to light up and I told her to put it out. She was OK with it I guess."

"Yes, I can't believe they let us get away with all of that," said Harper. "I guess, maybe, the principal is gay. A couple people told me that. But really what I think it is, that the bathroom has 2 sections. We go to the back section, which leaves the front to the other kids to come and to as they please. They may hear giggles but that's about it. They know but they don't complain."

"And the janitors keep the place real clean too," said Sadie. "Come to think of it, the 2 janitors I've ever seen at school are women janitors. Maybe they know. Maybe they look the other way. You know my mom are going to try to finch out more information about the bathroom scene My moms are gay, of course. You knew that, right?"

"Sure did, you're so lucky," said Harper.

"Well one of my mom's is really good about working with teachers," said Sadie. "She's going to make sure there won't be any big `bust' where the cops are brought in or anything like that. She wants to hear that there just letting us go because that's where society is, or something like that."

"Well, all I know it's been a great thing for me, said Harper. "It really has been a boost for my confidence."

"You know it's been great for everyone involved," said Sadie. "There are about 20 girls from our lunch period. Maybe 20 or so from second lunch."

"So, where were we. Let's see, coming out to my mom," said Harper. "What my mother did was simply hug me and give me some kisses, a couple of which were on my lips. The first time for that, wow."

"She had a feeling in the last couple of years that I was gay, and she had no problem with it," said Harper. "Mom says she wishes she had that option when she was my age. I don't think her and my dad are really getting along. There is talk of divorce and he doesn't even come home a lot of the time. There's no fighting, just nothing going on with my father. I'm glad it just me and my mom."

"Well, I'm so glad you told me," said Sadie. "If you ever need a place to stay, my room is your room. I came out by accident to my mom's but it was an accident I wanted to happen. It was about a week ago and they were starting to talk about sex, you know the `big talk', and I just told them, `I'm lesbian and have been having sex with the hottest girls at school.' They actually wanted to make sure I was safe, that was the main thing. And now I know where I can have sex here. For example, my room and the basement. All I have to do is shut the door and they will leave me alone. I told them about the bathroom at school and everything and there fine with it."

"Oh My God, to have parents like yours," said Harper. "Well, actually, I think my mom is gay, so I have at least one like yours. She kind of came out to me by kissing me on the lips, saying she can't wait to meet my girlfriends. I guess that she's dating a `special lady friend' now. She just didn't say `I am a lesbian', but that is the vibe I'm getting. Maybe it's something to do with the divorce."

"Give her some time," said Sadie. "Maybe once the divorce is, you know, final, she'll share everything with you."

"I Hope so," said Harper.

"We should have a sleepover with some of our girlfriends from school," said Sadie. "You know, the ones that go to the bathroom at lunch. Gee that sounds funny, doesn't it?"

"It does," said Harper. "Like `the ones that go to the bathroom' are cool or something. We should think up a noun or verb as a code for it. Let's see, how about...I know, `Extra Credit,'. Are you going for Extra Credit today? Or, I'm going for Extra Credit tomorrow."

"That's too funny," said Sadie. "We can try it out, talk to the girls about it. So, who is your favorite girl?"

"You silly," said Harper.

"No, I mean, besides me," said Sadie.

"Carly Whitson, for sure. She's got a real sense of humor and she's willing try anything once," said Harper.

"She is great, no doubt," said Sadie. "How about Rebecca Mackie. Her mom's a teacher. She's really developed, she must be a C-cup, and hot a hell. She's taken a liking to me, at least it seems that way."

"There are the twins, the black girls," said Harper. "Mandy and Julietta. They are very, what's the word, `exuberant,' but nice. This one time I was on my knees eating Mandy and she insisted on keeping the door open. We got quite an audience. They've promised me to let me do both of them at the same time. That will be crazy."

"I just like doing Extra Credit with you to be honest," said Sadie.

"Me too," said Harper. "It's just so nice. You don't talk about it- you just do it. Plus, you help keep the girls in line, like the one smoker. I could have never said anything."

"How often do you go for Extra Credit," said Sadie. "I'm about 3 days a week."

"Same," said Harper. "It varies though. I like to get outside too. But they give us so much time at lunch. What is it, forty-five minutes? We eat lunch in five or ten minutes then were going for Extra Credit."

"Extra Credit, Extra Credit," said Sadie. "Mom, I got Extra Credit on my Math homework today."

At that point they fell about laughing, and they continued to laugh even though they both heard the motor for the garage door going off. Oh, kids these days.

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