Two bored girls on a hot, sweaty night, wandering through the
neighbourhood, bored.
Allison felt a hot flutter in her belly as Jeff's hand eased down
from her waist and slid onto her bottom. She stiffened slightly, looking
around, but nobody seemed to notice.
They were just walking along, on their way home from a basketball
game, she and Jeff, Molly, Peter, Mike, and Evan. It was dark. The
streetlights were few and far between and few of the houses along the
street had their lights on. It was hot, and she was sweating a little,
trying to keep cool by not moving much.
Up ahead Peter and Mike were wrestling on someone's front lawn as
Evan shouted encouragement and Molly looked on.
Jeff's fingers squeezed in against her soft buttocks and he turned
and kissed her lightly. She kissed him back, feeling his lips between
hers as she nibbled on him.
She felt her breasts swelling under her loose white T-shirt and
squeezed her pussy muscles together as Jeff's hand slid slowly up and
down the cleft between her rounded buttocks, rubbing her through her jeans.
She flicked a lock of blonde hair out of her face and smiled, her
soft, full lips parting to reveal gleaming white teeth. A car passed and
she looked away, a little embarrassed.
But there was a limit as to how much she could do with him anyway,
and when his hand slid lower, his fingers easing beneath her buttocks
and over her pussy mound she pulled slowly back with a look of reproof.
It wasn't as if they had even dated or anything, and even though
she wasn't in high school any more and would be back to college in a
couple of weeks she didn't want tales told about her.
She moved forward beside Molly, and Jeff jumped on Evan, bearing
him to the ground alongside the other two. She and Molly exchanged
glances and shrugs.
Molly was her best friend. The two of them were a lot alike in many
ways. They were the same age, had roughly the same taste in men,
clothes, music and food.
They had similar hairstyles, straight, a little below the
shoulders, and parted in the middle. The difference was that Molly's
hair was a bit thicker, and was a deep reddish brown in colour. She also
had bangs. Allison was a golden blonde, and her hair usually looked just
a bit more mussed, a bit less precisely brushed than Molly's.
They were both of average height, though Allison was an inch or two
taller, and both had athletic bodies. They had trim, firm, flat bellies,
flaring hips, round, firm buttocks and nicely sculpted legs.
Molly had bigger breasts, and they were rounder, but Allison's
breasts were good sized and firmer, her small pink nipples actually
sticking slightly upwards in a way that made all the girls in the shower
at college jealous. They were, the girls agreed, the perfect shape.
She had won the unofficial title of best breasts during one shower
session after volleyball, much to Molly's amusement. Molly had come in
second.
"Come on, you guys," Molly sighed.
"Yeah, knock it off," Allison said. "What are you, children?"
Evan pulled himself away from Jeff with a grunt and stood up, hair
tousled. "Hey," he said. "Why are we wrestling with each other when we
should be wrestling with... the girls!"
He leered at them and stalked forward.
"Go away, Evan," Molly sighed, backing up as she eyed him warily.
Instead he growled, then lunged forward. She squealed and turned to
run but he caught her around the waist and lifted her up into the air,
swinging her around.
Then before she could move Jeff rushed Allison, bending low and
grabbing her around the waist. She screamed as he hefted her up and
lifted her over his shoulder, turning around and around.
"Put me down!" she yelled.
"Me got wo-man!" he growled like a cave man, staggering around.
He slapped her bottom and she yelled, kicking at him. He set her
down heavily and she fell down, glaring up at him.
"Dick head," she said, getting to her feet. Just that small burst
of activity had made her start to sweat. She rubbed her hand across her
forehead and found it moist.
They wandered further down the street, and into a kind of park.
Well, in truth it was a large grassy area surrounded by townhouses. But
it was dark, and there was a little playground there with swings, monkey
bars, and a slide.
A couple of the guys started climbing on the monkey bars, and she
managed to get over with Jeff alone. They climbed up on the swing and
sat up there necking for a few minutes. He managed to grope her breasts
a few times, but she pushed his hand down each time.
Then Peter said he had to get home because he had to work the next
day, and Mike said yeah it was too fuckin' hot to be hanging around out
here anyway. Jeff didn't have a job but Molly did and decided she should
go. Allison didn't think she ought to stay with Jeff and Evan alone. She
didn't know them that well and her reputation could suffer even if
nothing happened. Anyway, Mike was right, it was too fucking hot.
So she joined Molly, and Evan and Jeff followed along for a few
blocks. Then they turned off because Evan wanted to go to a Seven-Eleven
and get a coke.
"So what'd you think of Jeff?" Molly grinned when they were alone.
"He's okay," she said with a grin.
"You guys were making out pretty good," the brunette smiled as they
walked along.
"Yeah. I was getting really horny," Allison confided with a
hesitant grin.
"Yeah, me too. Evan and Peter were both groping me whenever they
could. Pigs."
"Pigs," Allison agreed.
Then they both giggled.
"Oh I hate this," Allison sighed. "How come the guys can do
whatever they want but we have to be good little girls and always say no?"
"Because otherwise everyone'll call us sluts."
"I would really like... promise you won't tell anyone?"
Molly nodded.
"I would really have liked to just throw Jeff down and tear his
clothes off back there," she said.
Molly shrugged and smiled. "Yeah but we can't. At least, not until
September. You going to go out with him?"
"Soon as he asks me."
"I hate being a virgin," Molly sighed.
"Hey, it's worse for me. I've had sex and I miss it!"
They both giggled.
"You know what book I got? I ordered it from a Barnes and Noble
catalogue. Only cost seven bucks."
"What?"
"The Kama Sutra."
"What's that about?"
"God, Allie, you're such a virgin!"
"Oh, look who's talking!"
"It's a book about sex, you know, like all kinds of kinky stuff.
Everything you ever imagined and more about sex."
"Cool. Can I read it?"
"Yeah, when I'm done. It has some really strange stuff in it."
"You get hot reading it?" Allison teased.
"Yeah," Molly admitted, blushing a little. "It has, like, drawing
and stuff. Really hot."
"Don't let your mother find it."
"Don't worry. It's hidden really well."
The area they were passing through was all townhouses. There were
anything from two to five houses in blocks with a lot of common green
space between them. Molly eased off the walkway and she and Allison sat
back on the back of a wooden bench.
"I want go wild and rape a bunch of guys," Molly sighed.
"Slut."
"I mean it," Allison pouted. "I want to do wild and slutty things.
I want to... to, gang bang the football team or something!"
"Right. I'll put an ad in the paper."
"Haven't you ever wanted to do wild things like that? I mean, here
we are two hot sexy girls and our lives are boring as hell. Half the men
in this city would go crazy for just the sight of us naked and we spend
every night alone. It's crazy!"
"You want to hear something?" Molly asked in a low voice. "You have
to promise never ever ever to tell anyone, ever."
"Okay, okay. What?"
"I'll never speak to you again if you do."
"I won't tell. What is it?"
Molly looked a little flushed. She looked around them at the empty
dark area and the lights twinkling from nearby houses.
"I cut a page out of one of my brother's dirty magazines and I
ordered something."
"What?"
"A dildo."
Allison's eyes got huge and her jaw dropped, then she cupped her
hand over her face to smother her laughter.
"You're kidding!?" she laughed when she could talk.
"No."
"What does it... look like?"
"It looks like a cock, Allie. What do you think?"
"God!" She laughed in delight.
"It's really kind of neat. It looks just like one."
"Oh how would you know, virgin?"
Molly punched her lightly.
"So what do you do with it?"
Then her eyes got wide again and she blushed.
"You uh..."
"Yes, Allie. I'm sure you know I jerk off. I know you do too."
"Well..."
Allison looked down, blushing.
"I just... well..you like, put it inside?" she asked.
"Yeah."
"Yech."
"Why yech? It's cleaner than a real one."
"Well, yeah but... I don't know."
She was silent for a minute.
"That's kind of wicked," Allison said finally. "Maybe I should get
one."
"Then you could compare it to the real thing and tell me the
difference," Molly said with a grin.
"Sure." She sighed heavily. "You know, I wanted to do such
really... wicked things my first year at college, and I hardly did
anything."
"You fucked Jason and that other guy, Myles."
"So big deal," Allison said derisively. "I wanted to do, like,
really sordid stuff, stuff that'd make my mother's hair go gray if she
ever found out."
"Like what, gang bang the football team?"
"Yeah!"
"Allie!"
"Well, maybe not that in particular but.. you know, really wild
things."
"Like fucking yourself with a dildo?"
Allison blushed. "No, not... exactly."
"You think I'm sick?"
"No," Allison said. "I mean, well... I guess if we can't, like...
do it with guys it's sort of the next best thing. I mean, like,
masturbating is normal, right, so..."
"I could, like, tell you where to order one."
"No way! I mean, if my parents found it I'd die. I'd just die."
"Just bring it to school."
"Oh right, and my roommate finds it. Anyway, I don't need one at
school. There I can fuck guys without everyone finding out about it."
"It's really... something. I mean, the feeling is..."
"I know."
"It's way better than..you know, just your fingers."
"Molly!" she gasped.
"Well... it is. I mean, well, how do you...you know, do it?"
"Never mind!"
"I was just...wondering is all."
Both of them were embarrassed, but both were also finding the
conversation extremely fascinating, and arousing too. Allison found she
was sweating again, and rubbed at her forehead.
"I kind of... well, usually on my side and I use my panties, kind
of... rub them against me, you know?"
"You never... put anything inside?"
"No. I mean, my finger sometimes but... Do you...always put...well,
I guess you... use that..."
"Yeah. I used to use my hairbrush, the handle."
Allison could not keep from picturing Molly pushing her hairbrush
into her pussy. It made her squirm a little in embarrassment and also...
excitement. The whole conversation was kinky and kind of thrilling.
"The dildo is a lot better," Molly confided in a low voice.
"Man," Allison said, shaking her head slowly, thinking of Molly
with some plastic cock.
"Once I went out into my back yard and did it," Molly gulped.
"What? God! What if you got caught?"
"It was dark, and... well, I was so... horny from being naked
outside. I just felt this huge electrical shock. I came like crazy. I
thought I'd go insane."
"I went skinny dipping in the pool once at school. I know what you
mean. I felt incredibly horny, and I was only with girls not guys."
They were silent for a few moments, various images playing through
their minds.
"Allison?"
"Yeah?"
"Have you ever... thought about, like... doing it with a... like,
messing around with a.... girl?"
Allison turned to her, startled, and suddenly embarrassed.
"No I... well... I mean... not since... you know... since we...
uhm, did that..."
Molly nodded, looking down.
There had been a TV show a couple of years ago. On it two teenage
girls had kissed just to see what it was like. It had caused a huge fuss
in the papers with all the religious freaks screaming and everything.
Molly had been staying over at Allison's house that night, and
after seeing the show the two had experimented briefly, just kissing a
little. They'd been younger then, and hadn't really even known much
about what sex was.
They'd giggled like crazy and stopped almost at once.
"It's just that I was thinking," Molly said. "Well, like, it was
too bad that... you know... like girls, well, couldn't... have a little
fun without boys because, well we wouldn't have to worry about... you
know... anything, like getting pregnant or... one of us telling or
anything like that."
"Well I guess but... I'm not gay or anything," Allison said,
blushing furiously.
"Well I'm not either!" Molly exclaimed.
"Well I mean, you don’t have to, you know... be gay I think."
"You don't. You could just... play around... for fun, you know. You
never... wonder what it's... like?"
"No. I mean, not... really."
"There were lots of pictures in my brother's magazines of these
women doing it together. It looked really... well... hot."
"How do they... do it? I mean, they don't... have... you know."
"Well, there's more to sex than just... intercourse."
"Oh right. The virgin telling me that. I'm the one who's had sex,
remember."
Allison looked away, embarrassed, her insides churning with strange
feelings and sensations. She was embarrassed because it seemed like
Molly was suggesting they... do it. Allison wasn't at all sure how to
react to that. She loved Molly like a sister, of course, and trusted
her, but...
She hadn't ever really given any thought to doing it with a girl.
Lesbians did it together, but she had no idea how. And of course that
was fine, that they wanted to do it with each other. But she wasn't a
lesbian, and she hadn't thought Molly was either.
Of course, nowadays you didn’t have to be. A lot of girls sort of
hinted that they had - dabbled - with other girls. It was even quite
fashionable at college to say you were bisexual.
But the whole idea was like, totally weird and bizarre.
At the same time she was still feeling excited from their intimate
conversation, and from her recent groping and making out with Jeff.
She turned her head slowly to find Molly looking at her, her eyes
wide and looking a little anxious and worried. Allison was suddenly
aware of her friend's warm shoulder pressed against her own. She looked
into her eyes, feeling her guts start to churn more violently.
"Want to... just... see... what it feels like...to kiss I mean?"
Molly whispered.
"I... someone might..."
She looked around at the darkness around them, her breathing
becoming heavier as her heart pounded.
"Nobody will see us," Molly said softly.
Molly half turned to her, leaning forward. Allison felt her heart
pound faster, felt herself starting to sweat. She looked away again,
making sure nobody was near, then looked back. She felt a tingling in
her loins, a hot, moist ache.
Molly's lips got closer and closer, then they met hers ever so
lightly. They kissed for a second before pulling back. Both of them were
breathing heavier. Allison swallowed nervously while Molly licked her lips.
Then the brunette leaned forward again and pressed her lips much
more firmly against the blonde girl. She opened her mouth slightly, and
Allison felt her tongue sliding along her lips. Their lips pressed
together in hesitant exploration, and their breathing spilled from one
mouth to the other.
Molly turned fully against her then, slipping off the back of the
bench, her arms going over Allison's shoulders as her tongue pushed
slightly forward into her mouth.
Their breasts pushed together, the soft flesh mashing much more
heavily than it had a couple of years ago when they'd been younger.
Allison felt the heat of the other girl's breasts through the thin
fabric of their blouses, felt her own breasts swelling, her nipples
already hard and erect.
She was breathless with shock and heat and excitement, feeling as
though she was doing something terribly forbidden and sluttish. She
slowly brought her arms around her friend, her hands going onto her back
and feeling her radiating heat as she was herself.
The kiss seemed to go on and on and on, with Molly beginning to
slide her lips from side to side, her body rubbing ever so gently
against Allison. Allison tentatively moved her hands up and down Molly's
back as her belly bubbled and steamed with sexual excitement.
Their breasts continued to mash and grind slowly together. Allison
felt the pressure inside her warm breasts swelling higher and higher,
threatening to explode, felt the heat, felt trickles of sweat in her
cleavage as their tongues slipped around each other and their lips
caressed each other.
"God!" Molly gasped, pulling back with wide, hot eyes, her chest
heaving.
"Yeah!" Allison panted, sweating heavily now even though she hadn't
moved, her heart pounding, the blood racing through her body.
She was almost trembling with the sexual excitement inside her. She
put her arms around Molly and pulled her in close again, their breasts
squeezing together as their lips met in soft, hungry embrace.
Allison's hands stroked up and down Molly's back, then, daringly,
shockingly, giving in to impulse, slid lower, down past her waist, over
her round buttocks, squeezing them through the denim miniskirt the other
girl wore.
Molly moaned softly, almost a sob, and one of her hands came up
between them. Allison let out a soft gasp of shocked pleasure as she
felt it push up against her breast, cupping and squeezing her gently,
then more firmly.
Her mind was reeling as the sexual pressure rolled over her in
waves. She felt Molly's hand grasp at her shirt, yanking it up out of
her pants, then felt the brunette's small hand sliding up her belly and
move behind her to unsnap her bra.
She groaned, dazed, overpowered by the need inside her, almost
intoxicated with it as Molly cupped her bare breast, moist, sweating
hand moving over hot, slick breast, stroking and squeezing.
Allison's hands rubbed up and down against the other girl's bottom,
squeezing and kneading the warm flesh. She tugged at the hem, pulling it
higher and higher, then felt the zipper that ran down the side, along
the hip.
Feeling a little shockwave of excitement at the thought, she found
the zipper and slowly pulled it up, higher... higher... higher, until it
was right at the waist. Then she undid the button there and Molly's
skirt dropped off her.
Molly panted with excitement, gripping Allison's shirt with both
hands now, pulling it roughly upwards.
Allison couldn't believe she was doing this, couldn't believe they
were doing this at all, let alone out in a public field with windows all
around. But she let her arms rise, let the shirt pull over her shoulders
and off. She felt a crackle of sexual electricity wash over her as the
shirt dropped off.
Molly yanked her open bra off and Allison was naked to the waist,
her nipples so hard they hurt, sexual fever roaring like a freight train
inside her.
Molly cupped her breasts tightly as they kissed, and Allison's
hands slid onto her bottom, squeezing it through the thin string bikini
panties. She rubbed her hands over the round buttocks, fingers gripping
at the lower edges of the panties, pulling them up until they were
wedged into her girlfriend's crack.
Molly's breathing was rough and ragged as she pulled her lips back.
Her head jerked down and her lips slid over one of Allison's nipples.
The blonde almost screamed as she felt her friend's tongue on her
nipple, and clutched her tight, shaking and trembling as the girl
started sucking.
"Oh God!" she said in a strangled croak. "Oh God! Oh! Oohh! Oh
Molly! Oh God!"
Allison's mind reeled and her breast threatened to explode as her
girlfriend sucked passionately at her hard, aching nipple. She shook and
trembled, her hands running feverishly through Molly's hair.
Molly raised her head, their lips meeting with bruising force,
their tongues sliding together, twisting and turning as their breasts
rubbed and pillowed against each other.
Molly's hand slid down to cup Allison's groin through her jeans.
She squeezed repeatedly as Allison gurgled and moaned and bucked
desperately against her.
Then Allison shuddered violently, grasping her girlfriend tightly
as her head fell back and she gurgled in wondrous pleasure.
Molly rubbed and squeezed her puss furiously, her other hand
squeezing one of Allison's breasts, fingers digging deeply into the soft
flesh as she bit down on her exposed throat and sucked.
Allison humped wildly, sobbing with pleasure as the orgasm
shattered her mind into a million pieces and set off an explosion of
heat in her that threatened to blow her completely into darkness.
She felt her mind spinning, was light headed as the orgasm finally
passed. She gulped in air, groaning, staggering against her girlfriend,
who's arms hugged her tightly as her lips moved onto her breast again.
"Oh God, Molly!" she groaned.
Molly lifted her head, her eyes filled with lust and heat and
passion. She stepped back a half step, her hands cupping Allison's
breasts and squeezing slowly, repeatedly.
Then her right hand slid down the trembling blonde's belly and her
fingers unsnapped her cutoffs. She gripped the zipper and slowly drew it
down until Allison's blue thong was exposed.
She slipped her fingers inside the waistband, then slowly forced
her hand down the front of Allison's pants, her fingers moving along the
hot, slick flesh into the sweating moist sex, then squeezing against it.
Allison trembled, gripping her arm to keep herself upright. She
stared at Molly in shock as the girl's fingers found her slit and
pressed in against it, sinking between her sopping pussy lips, then
rubbing slowly up and down.
"OooohhhhhH!" she moaned. "Wha... what a.... are you dooing to meeeee?"
Molly bent and slipped her lips around one of her nipples again,
chewing as she sucked, her fingers rubbing steadily.
Her other hand cupped Allison's buttocks, then gripped the
waistband and tugged her pants down inch by inch until they slipped
slowly down to her ankles.
Allison was grinding her pelvis into her girlfriend's hand, gasping
and moaning as her juices flowed again, as her heat and excitement soared.
Her body glistened with sweat as her insides burned like fire. She
came again, panting and moaning and humping against Molly's hand until
she fell forward and tumbled to the ground.
Molly followed her down, sliding atop her, shoving her tongue into
the blonde's mouth as she shoved her own panties down and off. She lay
between Allison's legs, their sweaty bodies rubbing and grinding together.
Allison's hands slid around Molly, searching downwards until they
cupped and squeezed her bottom.
Molly was grinding against her, rubbing her sex against Allison's,
spreading her own legs wide and angling her pussy in to rub directly on
Allison's.
Allison moaned, dazed, weak, and filled with confusion. She stared
up at Molly, saw the girl's slack jaw, her slitted eyes as she ground
into her steadily, their pussies mashing and grinding wetly, slickly.
"Gonna come! Gonna come!" Molly gasped.
Then she did, collapsing on the blonde, chewing on her throat as
she rubbed her crotch furiously back and forth against Allison's own
soft, wet pussy pad.
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From the ebook: Slut!, by Argus
Argus ebooks have been published by Virgin Nexus, Silver Moon, Star,
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