1 comments/ 41505 views/ 3 favorites La Plaza By: mightypinkdms Hey everyone - thanks for the fantastic response to the first story, I am now in the process of writing some more for you all! This story is the start of a series of stories, so expect a lot more from Kelly and her friends. By the way, I am in no way gay/bisexual, so if the lesbian sexual relationship is a bit unreal, I apologise! All work is subject to copyright - please enjoy :o) mightypinkdms x * I never meant to turn out bisexual. Luckily, my parents didn't know yet -- my father was extremely homophobic, you see, and the idea of his only child batting both sides of the net would be an absolutely huge disappointment. Nonetheless, I was a geeky eighteen with braces wrapped round my teeth and lusting for both the prettiest girl in my college and her hot boyfriend. They were the perfect couple: Lucy was the petite modern day Rapunzel, white-blonde hair swinging its way gently to her tiny waist, with brains and a body equally as brilliant as each other; John on the other hand was tall, dark and handsome -- so clichéd, but so true. Together they were a formidable duo that did absolutely everything together -- from winning sports medals to raising money for local charities. Normally, I would hate such a cute couple, but they were both so beautiful in my mind that I couldn't help thinking about the both of them when I masturbated in the evenings, stifling my moans with my pillow so my parents didn't hear me. It wasn't until the annual college city trip that I'd ever thought I'd get close to either of them, let alone touch their naked skin. City trips were usually a downright bore, filled with lectures and space and history and everything else that sucked the fun out of life itself. Needless to say, I was ruing ever putting my name down, and I only did so when I saw their two names at the top of the list. I'd hope that I'd see them on the trip, but I was never expecting to run into them - quite literally -- as I crossed the campus for the bus. I was running late thanks to my parents' lousy timekeeping. Lucy spun round, her beautiful hair restrained by an ornate butterfly clip, and stuttering I made my pitiful apologies. "I'm sorry, I was in such a hurry, and..." She grinned at me, and I melted instantly. God, she was so gorgeous right then, her overly large sunglasses shading her silvery eyes and her ruby lips revealing the shiny, straight teeth that I longed for on a daily basis. "Hey, no worries," she said softly, "My parents always make me late too, idiots. My name's Lucy by the way," she said, sticking out a tanned hand and I trembled with desire. "Cool," I said, feeling anything but, clasping her hand and shivering with pleasure as she clung tightly to it, "My name's..." "Kelly, yeah I know," she said, lowering her glasses and winking at me. I gave a weak smile in return. "How did you know?" I said, mystified by how she had ever found out my name. "I made it my business to find out," she said, grinning cheekily as John watched on stonily. I grinned at him to make him feel included, and he smiled warmly in response. "Ew," squealed a voice behind me, "You're not speaking to her are you?" I turned quickly, my face glowing beetroot red as I faced my attacker. I knew I was unpopular, but to be attacked publicly? Who would do that? Looking into the bright sunset, I saw a black-haired model with a huge suitcase trotting towards us. It was Megan, the bitch. "Yes, actually I am," said Lucy coolly, "We were just discussing our room situation." "What room situation?" shrieked Megan in disbelief, "You're staying with me and John is staying with Marty, we've already made plans." "Nuh-uh," said Lucy, shaking her head, ignoring Megan's rising voice, "You made plans, but I never did. I'm sleeping in the same room as Kelly, we've just sorted it haven't we, Kelly?" she said, looking deep into my hazel eyes. "Um, yeah," I said quietly, "It's just the two of us, I'm afraid," I said, my veins fizzling with delight and sexual frissons. John nodded silently in the background, shrugging noncommittally at Megan's thunderous visage. "This is your fault," she screamed at me, quivering finger pointing at my wan face as broken spittle flew from her lips. Just as I thought I was going to be hit, Lucy stood between us and spoke firmly. "Now, there's no need to make a scene, is there?" she said, the casual note in her voice belied by her rigid frame. Megan span immediately on one foot and stomped off, probably to find Marty and tell him the issues she was having, I thought wryly. So much for a simple trip. "Are you alright?" said Lucy, grabbing my soft cheeks and stroking the side of my red face. "I'm -- I'm fine I stammered," trying to avoid looking too hard into her striking eyes. My nipples sprung to attention as she caressed my soft cheeks, and flushing hard I pulled away, trying to hide my animated breasts. "You cold?" said John, handing me a jumper without waiting for an answer. I looked at him and he pointed to my chest. "I personally am finding the weather rather hot today, aren't you princess?" he said slyly, looking at Lucy. Lucy nudged him gently in response. "I am, honey, but that doesn't mean Kels can't be cold." She scolded him lightly and put a protective arm around me as she led me to the bus. I couldn't help but feel a little bit impressed that my new top had caused such an upheaval in my social life. *** Three hours and much talking later, we arrived at La Plaza, a cheap, large hotel whose glamour only resided in its name. By that point, it was late at night and we were told to go straight to our rooms without much fuss, else we'd be facing detention. As me, Lucy and John sidled up to the girl's rooms, Lucy stopped outside our assigned room. "Go ahead, I'll catch up," she said, simultaneously handing me her tiny suitcase and pulling John into a dark alcove, wrapping her tiny arms fast around him. I quickly escaped into the room, pausing momentarily to drop the suitcases as I noticed the peephole. Would they know if I looked out on them? The way they had been kissing beforehand made me moan with desire, and creeping up to the peephole, I knew I had to see more. Before I met the door, I could hear their audible groans -- it was enough to make me wet, just listening to them. As soon as I placed my eye to the door, I knew that they were making out heavily by the way they were all over each other. John had pinned Lucy to the wall, and her legs were wrapped around his wide trunk. He was kissing her neck softly; making her visibly shiver each time he caressed her neck, her river of blonde hair thrown back in audible ecstasy. Slowly, his head lowered down, kissing the bare skin of her chest, and desperate for further skin-to-skin contact, she pushed the straps of the baby pink top down urgently to reveal a black, see-through bra. My clitoris jumped excitedly -- I had never seen a real girl in a bra before, and just as I thought that it couldn't get any better, I watched Lucy expertly peel off her bra. I moaned excitably as two, pert breasts were revealed, tipped with candy-pink nipples, pushing my hands down my tracksuit bottoms to feel my soaked knickers. In response to Lucy's quick state of undress, John lowered his head to her sweet, tempting nipples, licking them softly like ice-cream cones. Lucy squealed with delight, grabbing hold of hunks of spiky hair as she struggled to control her squirms of sexual relish. Sensing her urgency for release, John nibbled her nipples harder with frantic precision, and gagging herself as to not be discovered, Lucy stuffed a tiny fist into her trembling lips. As I watched pure ecstasy possess her, I gently rubbed my clit, matching my urgencies with hers. All of a sudden, someone walked down the hallway, disturbing the duo's sexual interlude. Sick with worry of being seen in such a private act, Lucy shoved her top back up frantically and pushed John violently away. "Lucy, you can't leave me like this," John whispered painfully, pointing to his enormous manhood that was patently visible through his grey sweatpants. She stroked it sadly, causing it to jump slightly in his pants. "Please, just a little lick?" he begged her tenderly, grabbing hold of her small hand. "Ok, one lick," she said tauntingly, pulling down his pants smartly and dragging him back in the shadows. Kneeling, she held firmly onto his buttocks as she ran an appreciative finger over his engorged penis. "I'm such a lucky girl," she sighed, reaching forward with her wet lips, dragging her tongue from his hairy base to the purple, glistening tip. "God," he said, "Just suck me, princess, I'm so bloody horny." He held her head but she broke swiftly away, patting his bum lightly as I gawped at his huge member in shock. I'd never seen a penis before, either, and being the college's only virgin felt an unwanted desire to have him pound me there and then, preferably with Lucy joining in. Instead, I saved this erotic image in my head for later masturbation sessions. "You'll just have to wait," she said, interrupting my fantasies as she drew close to the door, "I'll make it worth your wait," she whispered, blowing him a kiss and making her way to the door. Anxiously, I jumped back on the bed, and pretended immediately to sleep. "Kels?" she whispered, stroking my short hair gently. I ignored her, wanting her to go to bed as quickly as possible so I could play with myself. Satisfied I was asleep, she clambered in her own bed after she had stripped down to her see-through underwear. Trying to stifle my pleasure at such a sexual image being touching distance away from me, I stuffed my face into the bare-thread pillow in order to hide my lust like I had done so many times before at my house. Without delay, Lucy's breathing deepened, and reaching down, I slipped my fingers down into my soaking wet pants. Almost immediately, they felt the throb of my desire. I knew that I wouldn't be long, so tweaking my left nipple as I had watched John do to Lucy outside, I sent electrical thrills down my spine, groaning with delight as I imagined myself in Lucy's place. I was so excited that I knew I couldn't keep the noise down and as I orgasmed, I squealed loudly with delight. It was truly the best orgasm I had had in ages, and looking over to Lucy, I hoped sincerely that she hadn't heard a thing. I knew that if she heard me masturbating, she would probably freak out, and in the half-light I searched her elfin face. Her eyes glinting in the strip of light determined that she had heard me and, frightened, I was unsure of what to do next. "Hey, sounded like you needed that," she said casually, propping herself on the pillow, allowing the cover to fall down and reveal her see-through bra and hardened nipples to my gaping view. "I did," I squeaked, shocked at her joking about such an intimate event. "Problem is," she said wistfully, "I need sorting out to, John drove me to the edge out there, licking my nipples and rubbing his hardened penis against me...I really need some release too," she raised her eyebrows suggestively, and I gulped earnestly in anticipation. "Would you like to join me?" she suggested seductively, patting the side of her bed, and I inclined my head slightly. "Surely you're too warm in all those clothes, though?" she said, pulling lightly at my tracksuit bottoms. Trembling, I slid my bottoms to the floor, my wet panties visible to her in their dark pink glory. Her eyebrow rose sexily, and she shyly touched the wetness at the front of my clitoris. "Mmm, your so wet," she said, licking her finger that was dripping with my juices, making my clitoris quiver with delight. She narrowed her eyes as she looked at my covered breasts. "Now lose the top and the bra." "I -- I don't wear a bra," I said, "I'm too small!" My face burned with shame at my revelation, but Lucy merely grinned. "Even better," she said, leaning over to yank my top off. I stood, almost naked beside her bed, only to have her pull me firmly in between the bed sheets. "Will you play with me, Kelly?" she said, kissing me with her soft lips tentatively. I nodded blindly, and kissed her harder, my hands stroking her downy skin. "Are you sure?" I said, panting as we separated our lips, wetness dribbling down the inside of my thighs. "Of course," she said, "Don't worry about John, he won't mind," she whispered, kissing my neck and placing my shaking hands on her small breasts, "Go on, play with them," she said as she tweaked my nipples. I groaned, and leant my head down, kissing her stone-hard nipples, my tongue flipping quickly over the heads in order to bring her pleasure. "Don't stop, Kelly," she said, throwing her head back in delight, forgetting about me as she relished the attention that I lavished upon her. Gently, I nudged her legs apart, placing my thigh up against her wet clitoris and she groaned even louder. Instantaneously, she rubbed herself against me, spreading her luscious juice up my white thigh. Relishing her submission, I twisted my fingers into her thick hair, furiously kissing her as she grinded herself to oblivion against my leg. She came quickly, her body writhing with bliss as the orgasm flooded her body. "I needed that," she said gasping, pecking me lightly on the lips, snuggling into my arms as the pair of us fell into a deeply muddled sleep.