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Katie/Lyn - First Date 2/3 (ff)
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Subject: Katie/Lyn 2 - First Date (ff, cons)
Date: Wed, 28 Jun 1995 17:31:42 UTC
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The following is fiction of an adult nature. If I believed in setting age limits for
things, you'd have to be eighteen to read this and I'd never have written it.
IMHO, if you can read and enjoy, then you're old enough.
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Chapter 2 -- First Date
Normally I hop out of bed early and do any chores that I had to do; this
Saturday I lay in bed, dreamily remembering the night before; half in shock, half
in anticipation of what tonight was going to be like. I liked what I'd felt the
night before and frankly I didn't care if the person who made me feel like that
was another girl. I started rubbing myself between my legs, wishing it was Lyn
making love to me, wishing I was making love to her. Looking at Lyn turned me on
and I thought that Lyn was excited by me. I'd seen her last night in her
panties; and I fantasized about it, not only did I think about rubbing her like I
liked to be rubbed, but kissing her...there...as well. My fingers moved inside
of me faster and faster and in my mind when I took her clit in my mouth, I came.
Finally I got up and got a shower, then spent the rest of the day piddling
around, waiting for the phone to ring. It finally rang for me a little after
one in the afternoon.
"Hi, Kate, this is Lyn."
"Lyn!" I said, "Give me a minute to take the phone up to my room." I passed
my mom in the hall.
"Boyfriend again? Don't be too long!"
I shook my head. "It's a girl I met last night. Can we go shopping tonight
at the mall?"
"Hanging out at the mall? I thought you were going with Bill, what's his
name."
"Not tonight." Something in the way I said it made her head turn my way.
"Have a fight, did you?"
I shook my head. "No, he had a new Nintendo game he was playing with his
friend Donnie. Lyn and I would rather be at the mall, than stuck watching them
play their stupid game."
Mom laughed. My parents had told me that they would not tell me who to go
out with if I was careful to go out with guys they approved of. Pop had let it be
known that he thought Bill had the IQ of a the jersey number of a quarterback in
the NFL. Now she added, "well, it's fine with me, just be home by eleven."
I sat down in my room and Lyn and I talked for half an hour before she
mentioned tonight. "Can you come over tonight, Kate?" she asked. I noticed her
voice was a little hesitant. I thought it was neat that she had a few
butterflies too.
"Yes. I told my mom we were going to go shopping at the mall. I get a
clothes allowance every month; today was the day. I want to get a new pair of
shoes, maybe a dress."
"Oh, that sounds like a good idea! You want to meet me there at 7?"
"In front of Nordies." I added. "I like to start there when I have money."
Lyn giggled. "I know, but their prices are so high!"
We chatted for another couple of minutes and I told Lyn I had to go. Lyn was
quiet for a moment. "Kate, I liked last night. I liked kissing you and I liked
it when you kissed me. I, I want to do it some more."
"I liked it too, Lyn" I reassured her. I noticed my nipples were stiff
again. "And I want to do more of what we were doing last night." I decided to be
bold, "My titties are hard, I wish you were here kissing them right now."
"Oh, Katie!" She whispered, "I miss you too! Tonight will be very special,
I promise!"
My mother called then for me to get off the phone, so I hung up and took the
phone downstairs again. When I went back up to my room I had a funny smile. I
knew just the dress and blouse combination to wear. The blouse was very sheer; I
often wore it under a regular sweater. And I had this skirt that had a ghastly
wide belt. The skirt had an elastic waist, and when I wore it low on my hips, it
was a demure knee length. When I pulled the waist up to near the top of the
belt, it was a good four inches shorter, but you couldn't tell it was high up
under the belt. Once, with Bill, I'd gone to the length of rolling the waistband
up a couple of times to bring it to mid-thigh. He'd stared at my legs all
evening, but when we made out later it was no different than before. I thought it
was a sad comment on Bill that Lyn was likely going to appreciate it more than he
had and much more likely to take the hint.
Mom dropped me off at the mall a little before seven and I made a bee-line
for the ladies room to adjust my dress. I also undid the top three buttons of my
blouse, underneath the sweater, too. When I walked up Lyn was standing in front
of the store, looking the other way. I got up close and I said, "Boo!" but
softly. Lyn jumped anyway, but only a little. She turned and smiled. Lyn was
wearing a plush blue jumpsuit that looked really fetching. I stopped myself at
the thought; time to say it like it was. It made Lyn look very sexy and looking
at her made me horny. From the expression on her face, Lyn felt the same, she
kept staring at my legs.
We spent a little time shopping, but my heart wasn't into it. We were
standing in front of a dress rack, both of us going through the motions. Lyn
looked at me for a moment and I shrugged. "Want to leave?" She said simply.
Just as simply, I nodded.
With that I followed her out to the parking lot and we got into her car. When
I got in, I slid across the seat to sit next to Lyn. Lyn sat at the wheel
without starting the car for a bit. "I've been afraid all day you weren't going
to come."
I ran my fingers along the sleeve of her jump suit. The fabric felt nice and
I said so. "I really like you, Lyn. I liked being with you last night. And I
really wanted to be with you tonight."
She smiled at me. "Kate, I'm so glad." Her gaze raked over my body and down
to my legs. "You are really sexy. I thought so last night when I first saw
you." She leaned over and gave me a dainty kiss, which I returned. There was
still a little daylight left and people were everywhere in the parking lot,
putting a damper on things. Lyn went on to say, "I really liked kissing you and
I liked it when you kissed me." A short pause, "every place you kissed me."
We sat looking at each other steadily for a moment. I reached out finally
and put my hand gently on her arm. "Dearest Lyn, I want to kiss you all over."
My fingers moved the barest amount on her arm, closer to her breasts. "Every
place." I repeated.
Lyn sighed and I moved my hand, and slid my sweater over my head. Lyn's eyes
darted to my chest, and I heard her gasp. "Oh Kate, you are so beautiful! I want
you so very much! I want to hold you in my arms and make sweet love to you!"
Then she grinned, and started the car.
We drove to Lyn's house, both of us sneaking touches and caresses whenever we
figured no one could see us. I decided to be bold and brazen and moved so that
the short skirt hiked way up, and I knew that Lyn could see my panties. Lyn
stared for a second at a traffic light, then as we started to move, she reached
out, and ran her fingers over the skin of my leg, over my inner thigh nearly to
my crotch. "I can hardly wait until we're alone!" Lyn murmured.
I laughed softly. "I couldn't wait." We pulled into her driveway, her house
dark except for a porch light.
Lyn led me in to a nice den, softly lit and put on some light music. "I've
got an older brother who calls this room 'The Passion Pit.'" Lyn told me as we
stood in the middle of the room, holding hands. "He's away in the Navy now."
We kissed, this time more like we'd kissed the night before, and after a
moment I was the one who sent my tongue looking for hers. For some time the two
of us stood, merged together. When we stopped, it was because Lyn was tugging on
my hand to sit down on a big sofa. Lyn reached out and put her hand inside my
blouse finding my bare breast underneath. "I've been wanting to touch you since
last night!" She murmured, as her hand found one of my erect nipples. For
several minutes Lyn was busy with making love to my nipples, as she'd done
before. I reached up and tugged the outsize zipper than ran down her front,
pulling it down a bit to get at her breasts.
For nearly an hour we kissed and licked and sucked each other, as we had the
night before. Both of us were very hot and Lyn had brought me to one climax and
nearly to another; I was sure that she'd come at least once. We'd reached a
plateau though and Lyn was idly nibbling on one of my ears, which sent pleasant
shivers through my body. I was, in turn, making little circles with my
fingertips around her breasts. Both of us were wondering, I knew, who would be
first to go beyond what we'd done up to then.
Lyn's kisses move to my lips and our tongues joined hotly. This time Lyn
sort of half-reclined on the couch, pulling me on top of her. My blouse had long
since been unbuttoned to the waist and I'd tugged the outsize zipper on her jump
suit down low. Laying as we were, our breasts crushed against each other and I
moved mine so as to drag my erect nipple tips against hers. Lyn moaned, her
hands roved over my back, then down to brush my bottom.
I felt her fumbling with the button on the back of my skirt and then she was
tugging the zipper down. It was a longish zipper on a short skirt, and when she
got it to the bottom of the track, the skirt easily slid out of the way. Then
her hands were running over the outside of my panties, bringing me to a fever
pitch I'd never known before.
"Katie?" Her voice was soft and gentle. I looked at her, smiling, madly in
love with this beautiful person. "I want to make love to you, really make love
to you."
I leaned close, kissing her on the forehead, then her nose, then her mouth,
all quick, short contacts, teasing. "Dearest Lyn, if you don't make love to me
quickly, I'm going to make love to you first."
She laughed, looking up at me. "Katie, no one will understand if we do
this."
I shook my head. "I understand. You understand. Ignorance is just an
excuse for avoiding things, my father always says. To hell with them, who ever
'they' are."
"Donny called this afternoon; wanted to go out tonight." She said.
I laughed. "Bill called a little before I left. I told him it was over
between us; from now on he can play Nintendo all he wants. He cried."
Lyn gusted a sigh. "Donnie and I have been going together for three months;
this is the first Saturday night we haven't been together in all that time." She
reached out and ran her hands over my panties. "Katie, oh Katie, I want you so
much."
I kissed her nipple, running my tongue over the bumpy aureole, bringing her
nipple to tautness. Feeling her react to my touch made me grow wet between my
legs and I chased after her other nipple, giving it the same attention. Lyn's
fingers roved over my bottom, touching and caressing outside my panties.
I left off my work for a second and whispered, "They come off, you know." Lyn
giggled, but her fingers slid inside the waistband, pushing them down. I pulled
the zipper of her jump suit the last little bit, and she squirmed and moved, and
the two of us were laying naked, me on top.
"We're really going to do it," Lyn murmured, her hands still running over my
bottom. I wiggled, it felt so wonderfully good.
"Yes." I said simply. "Oh please, Lyn. Touch me; I want you to touch me."
I arched my back up, pressing down my sex against hers. When our clits touched I
moaned, desperate for more.
Lyn in turn was running her hands over my bottom, caressing and touching me
in a place and manner I would not have believed I would like. I lowered my body
back to hers, dragging my hard nipples over her small breasts. She gasped and
grinned at me. "You really like doing that, don't you?" She whispered.
"I like doing this with you." I whispered back. "All of this. But your
breasts turn me on so much. I can't get enough of touching them, kissing
them..."
"I never wanted to go this far with Donny, or anyone." She murmured, her
fingers now back to stroking my breasts.
"I know. The last boy I dated before Bill was always wanting to touch me; I
don't know why I like doing it with you and not with him."
"I think we're lesbians." Lyn said quietly, but firmly.
I froze, unmoving for a second. I knew that word and had been careful not to
think it. "I guess." I looked down at her, and my eyes drifted to her conical
breasts, glistening with my saliva. I felt an incredible warmth between my legs,
an incredible pang running through my entire body as I contemplated those smooth
shapes. "Yes, we must be, I guess. If that's what it means to love you, then I
am."
She reached out with her hand and stroked my face lightly. "I love you too,
Katie." We kissed again, our tongues working together and we moved like I'd
always imagined moving against a boy; I came and Lyn came and for a beautiful
time we lay still, our arms wrapped around each other.
"Mmmmm." Lyn sighed, looking at me. "I wish we had all night."
"Maybe we can arrange to spend the night together."
Lyn giggled suddenly. "Just have to ask. My parents wouldn't mind."
"Mine either."
We smiled at each other at the audacity of it. "I can't imagine what they
would say if I asked if Donny could spend the night." Lyn said, and I laughed.
"You'd have to be careful about how much noise you make when we do it," I
told her.
"Me?" Lyn giggled, "Me? You're the one who makes all the noise!"
"Not!" I said, laughing too.
Her fingers tugged on me, and I sat up, the pressure again delicious between
my legs as I pressed against her sex. "Oh, you!" she sighed as I tarried in
that position. The feeling of her crinkly hairs rubbing against mine was so
erotic, I wanted to do it again and again until I came. Finally she got me so I
was sitting up, hard to do on the couch.
"This'll never work," Lyn said, "Let's try the floor." I didn't want to
move, but she was right, it wasn't very good on the couch. It took a few
seconds, but we resumed on the floor, me sitting astride her thighs. "Scoot up a
bit," she murmured and I did a few inches. Lyn's fingers reached up and stroked
my breasts and I sought out hers. "A bit more." She said.
I lifted up and moved another few inches forward, uncertain of what she
wanted. She moved herself and I froze. She was going to kiss me there! I felt
her tongue move lightly over my inner thighs, which sent tingles up and down my
body, moreover, I could feel moisture leaking down my legs, something I would
never imagined possible.
"I read someplace," Lyn's voice was jerky as her tongue continued to lick
between my legs. "this is how girls," her tongue ran through the hairs around
my pussy and the tip of her tongue touched my clit. "do it."
I let out a moan. Lyn was right. I made a lot of noise too and I made even
more as she licked and sucked on my small organ. "Oh, Lyn!" I gasped, "Ohhhh."
She sucked my clit into her mouth and ran her tongue over it. "Oh!" "Oh!" I was
gasping, then I came in the most spectacular orgasm yet. I let out a small
shriek and Lyn redoubled the activity of her tongue, now sliding it inside me.
Her hands were rubbing my bottom, pressing me more firmly into her tongue.
Someplace in a dim corner of my mind I was surprised she was still doing
this. Didn't lovers stop after they came? My groans were guttural, full of
desire and longing; I didn't want Lyn to stop. On their own, my fingers sought
out my own breasts, pulling and tweaking my small nipples to make it even better.
Suddenly it was like I was flying, soaring in rapture, I shrieked and fell
against her, utterly spent.
I had no idea how long I laid against her, as the tumult of the most wondrous
orgasm I could ever imagine subsided. I looked at her, smiling softly up at me,
her face covered with what I knew were my own juices. "Lyn, Lyn!" I was nearly
crying.
She lifted her head up from the floor and lightly kissed my forehead, then my
nose. Then our lips joined and I could taste the strange flavor that was myself.
After a minute I broke off. "Your turn." I said quietly.
Lyn grinned. "What a wonderful idea; glad you thought of it." We both
giggled, it felt wonderful feeling her breasts pressed against me.
In the near distance, a car door slammed.
For a second I didn't think anything of it, but I could feel that Lyn go
rigid. "My parents are home early." She murmured. Startled, I jumped up,
looking for my clothes. She got up more languorously, grabbed a handful and
dragged me down a short hall to a bath room.
We hastily dressed, Lyn washing off her face. We looked a mess, I didn't
know how we were going to get away with it. Lyn stepped back and pushed the door
open a little, dug into a drawer and handed me a tube of lipstick. "Put some
on."
I did, mechanically, not wanting to think what was going to happen. Lyn
started brushing on eye shadow. I heard someone in the hall and didn't dare turn
to look. Lyn did and said, "Hi, mom. We bought some new makeup at the mall and
are trying it on."
It would never work, I thought. "Dear, it's getting on. What time does your
friend have to be home?"
Lyn looked at me and I choked out, "Eleven."
"You have a little time, then. See you tomorrow, dear." I heard the
footsteps fading away.
Lyn grinned. "She caught my brother once, with his girlfriend. She asked
him not to forget to turn off all the lights."
"I thought I was going to die."
"Earlier, you sounded like you died and went to heaven."
I giggled. "Yeah. Lyn...you..." There was no way I could do it to her with
her parents home, no matter how cool she thought they were. No matter how much I
wanted to do it.
Lyn touched my arm. "We're going to spend the night? Remember? There'll be
lots of time then."
After a bit we managed to get outside to her car and Lyn drove me home. There
were still lights on, and again I felt trapped. Lyn reached out and held my
hand. "Dearest Katie, this is one night, we have the rest of our lives."
I nodded, and reached over to brush my hand across the front of her jump
suit. "I wish we'd had more time."
"Tomorrow." Lyn said firmly. "Tomorrow and lots of other tomorrows."
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