0 comments/ 81217 views/ 19 favorites Magic Girl Ch. 01 By: Selbryth Before I went to college I never considered myself a lesbian or anything close to it, but after a few months I began noticing that more and more I'd catch myself looking at other girls - and not just smiling and trying to be friendly. I was looking at them and finding my self actually attracted - sexually - to them. Now for me that was a big problem. I'm Japanese American and my parents are very strict, even in this day and age. Their daughters must be proper, but be ladylike and have good manners and be quiet and respectful. You're brought up even being embarrassed about the noise your pee makes when it hits the toilet water! I'm all of these things and always have been, but when I thought about how they would want me to marry a Japanese American boy - a successful one at that - and not really say it but 'hint' until I did, I felt trapped. But then in college these other things started to take the place of worry over my future. My parents live on the West Coast and my college was in the Southeast so there were many miles separating us. And that was fine with me. Of course I didn't just do the normal thing for a repressed girl and go out and be a slut - not right away anyhow! But I did start to masturbate a lot more. Lots in fact - sometimes three times a day. But more and more I began to fantasize about certain girls I'd seen on campus that day and I found that I enjoyed my private times a lot more that way. I'd masturbated over guys in the past but they'd always been Asian guys that I saw or met. Then I drifted into White guys and then even Black guys, but that's when I started thinking of White girls, other Asian girls, and then Black girls. That's the one that really did it for me. It was not only the most opposite of what my parents would want, but just really incredibly alluring for me personally. I don't know why but it was. They were just so sexy and outgoing and happy and...beautiful with their dark skin and the way their bone structure was and everything. Like some sort of exotic Princess of Africa! And there was one in particular I started thinking about - a lot. Angela. She was a bit taller than me, full boobs, nice body and a really pretty face. I saw her that one time in practice - she's on the waterpolo team, I'm on the diving team - and just...I dunno, fell for her. I guess you could say I had a crush on her. She had such a cute butt too. Long legs, everything. I messed up my dive right after that because I was thinking about her and how it would be to...you know. When I was in the showers afterwards I was still spacing out on her, to the point where I turned and two of my teammates were making out like 10 feet away and I hadn't even noticed. I knew they were a couple and I have to admit I'd masturbated over them more than once. They're a cute couple, both of them really pretty, both white and both obviously athletically built. Like me too I guess. I'm not typical sushi girl material though. I'm tall, taller than my parents, but I'm flat and thin. I've got shorter legs than my body - that kind of thing. But at least I'm tall - 5'8". So there they were, hugged up against each other under the shower, kissing and stuff, but this time it really didn't get to me. I mean okay, it's sexy, but I was still seeing Angela in my mind and so I just walked passed them. "Kyra, we're open for a third, if you like!" one of them joked and I just waved my hand back at her as I left. I'm so repressed I didn't even respond to their humor! As I was drying myself I happened to glance over and saw Angela strolling by, way down at the end of the row of lockers. She had on red shorts and zori (flip-flops) and a tee-shirt and just that quick little side glimpse of her just made my heart stop. I think my mouth fell open too. I must've looked really stupid like that but then I was sure. "You trying to catch flies with that mouth girl?" a voice said. It was my coach. I blinked, shut my mouth and looked over at her. She was leaning up against a pillar, smiling. "No," I said. "I was...I just remembered something from an exam that I realized I didn't know..." "Sure." "Honest." "I bet it is something about an exam but I'll bet it's oral and it has something to do with Angela, am I mistaken?" I froze. I never thought I'd be caught so easily. I'm usually so careful about averting my eyes and taking only the quickest of peeks and looking away fast and all that. My mind was blank.. I couldn't think of anything to say. "Uh..." "That's okay sweetie," coach said. "She's a really sweet, quiet, fine young lady. You could do worse you know. But actually I've come to clue you in to something; if you two were on the same actual team, I'd be opposed to it, totally, so don't worry about that. The thing is, I've noticed Angela 'noticing' you too. Did you know that?" I shook my head, put my towel down and stepped into my panties. "Happened the other day," coach went on. "You were on the three meter board and she was just standing there staring at you. She had like this... look in her eyes, you know?" When I didn't answer, coach, slapped her clipboard and turned to go. "Just don't the two of you wait too long huh?" she said, and went off down the hall. I stared after her for a moment, then pulled my shirt on, got my pareo wrapped around me, and gathered up my things. I closed my locker and went out, both hoping I'd see Angela and not see her. I mean, it's one thing to fantasize about a person, but quite another to actually meet them and talk with them and maybe even...you know. She wasn't anywhere around to be seen when I emerged from the dressing rooms and I breathed a sigh of relief. It was okay now; I could go back to my room and do things to myself, knowing now that the object of my affection had actually looked at me that way. Me! "Hey girl," a voice said softly from behind and above me. I turned and there she was leaning over the edge of the bleachers. "Hi," I said, and I felt faint. She was so beautiful. So black and perfect and gorgeous. Then she pulled back and jogged down the stairs and a moment later she was standing right in front of me. She wasn't as tall as I'd thought. She was my own height exactly. "You wanna...I dunno...go get a coffee or something?" she said and my heart nearly jumped out of my chest - which would've been awful because it would've bounced off her and left a bloody mark or something! I nodded and she smiled. "You sure don't say much, do you?" I shook my head and then felt even more stupid than before. As we strolled along the curving paths through campus I felt so excited inside I thought I was going to explode. Here I was, walking beside the girl of my fantasies and dreams. I felt embarrassed to even look over at her because of all the shameful things I'd fantasized about her! But I did look. I had to. Little glances and then back. I couldn't keep my eyes off her in fact, but a couple of times she was looking right at me when I looked and our eyes met. We both laughed nervously and then, thankfully, we were at the coffee place. We went in and it was like very pair of eyes was on us for some reason. I knew I wasn't imagining it because I looked and saw. Some of our teammates were there, but even non teammates were looking. I didn't find out until way later that she and I were sort of celebrities because of how well we did in this one previous match. I was oblivious to it at that point and still am - it's just what I do. I enjoy diving and if I'm good at it then great. Angela knew it though, but it didn't phase her at all. We just went up to the counter and ordered then leaned back against the wall to wait. "I really enjoy watching you dive," she whispered. "You're so graceful." "Thanks." I said. I was glad my mouth finally decided to work. "I enjoy watching you guys going for it. It's really exciting; lots of action." "Yah." "Me, it's just trying not to get killed." I said and Angela broke up laughing. She calmed right away though, trying not to draw attention to us. It was pointless though, everybody was still staring over the coffee cups. Then, still chuckling, she leaned close to my ear. I thought she was going to joke about something else, but I was wrong. "God girl," she whispered quickly and softly, "You're even sweeter than I imagined!" Then she leaned back laughing and I laughed too even though my nipples were soon to be an embarrassment for me by becoming visible through my tee-shirt, and my pussy had just about squirted down my leg. Other than that I was fine. I was smiling, wishing I could get her back like she'd gotten me. I finally decided to do it. I leaned toward her and she turned her ear to me. "...and you are so edible it's crazy," I said. "I want to just run my tongue right up your leg..." Then I pulled back chuckling as if over a joke, and she laughed and nodded, but her eyes were right on me, looking like she couldn't believe it but was impressed and pleased. Heck, I couldn't even believe I'd said something so bold to someone else! Then our coffee was ready and we got it and paid and walked casually past all our 'fans' and went out the door. Once outside we both cracked up laughing. "Damn but you know how to play, woman!" she laughed, and we sipped our steaming coffee and made our way slowly toward one of the fields. It was getting near sunset so it was...romantic actually. And since there weren't that many people out of doors, we could talk a little more freely. "Well, you started it," I said. "Yah? Like how?" she said. "By telling me I was sweet," I said. "Well, you are," she said. "My momma always told me to speak my mind and tell the truth. And I did. And there you are. And you're sweet." "You are too though," I told her. "I can be tough you know," she said. "I can be rough and tough and scrap and stomp if I have to." "Me too," I said. "Oh yah, like that'll ever happen." "It can." "How? You got some kung fu shit going on inside that incredibly slinky-ass body of yours?" "Well, kung fu's Chinese," I said. "I hope you won't be disappointed that I'm Japanese." "Oh hell no," she said. "I know all about you...as much as I need anyhow. I know the difference, and I love it." "Really?" "Yah. I know you're a third degree black belt in karate, do painting and write poetry." I just stared. "Plus you're smart, pretty - gorgeous actually - and you got some weird-ass funny sense of humor shit going on for yourself! I thought you'd be one of these stuck-up Asians with her nose in the air all the time and a snob and well...'proper,' you know?" I nodded seriously. "Fuck yah I know all about proper," I actually said aloud! I looked and Angela was just grinning at me, staring hard and then grinning some more. "You are just a regular lady, aren't you?" she said. "And of course damn fine to look at I have to admit." "You've been looking?" "A lot." "Yah?" "Yah." "Me too, you know." "Really?" "Mm-hmm..." I said. I sipped some more coffee and then we were at the verge of a field. The sun was going down and the grass looked like green velvet. "And thinking a lot about you even though I'd never even actually met you." "What kind of stuff were you thinking about?" she asked and I felt my face warming. "Oh, you know," I said, and I hoped she'd let it go. "Same here," she said softly. We were both talking softly, not whispering, but just soft. And it wasn't so that nobody would overhear us either. Nobody was around. But it felt like we didn't want to talk louder than the sunset, if that makes sense. Angela went to the nearest tree and squatted down with her back against it. I went to join her. The tree was big enough around so we were still both able to face the setting sun but with our shoulders almost touching. It was incredible for me to be that close! She sipped her coffee and stared off at the tree line far away across the field, and I sipped my coffee and glanced at her. There was still a slight sense that this wasn't all actually happening and that I was dreaming or something. The dimming light of the day didn't help make things that much more believable. It felt like a dream was coming around me, swirling arms of darkness encircling me, about to give me a cool embrace. "And you did some research too, didn't you?" she said, that soft tone we were both using. "Hm?" "That leg-thing you said," she said. "You knew that would get to me, right? 'Run your tongue right up my leg'? Damn girl. Yep I had my 'thoughts' too - about you - but never ever thought you'd think, or talk like that. You just are so different aren't you. From all the rest I mean." "I guess," I said. "I mean I don't want to be like them, so completely stuck up and 'upward bound.' I like just being me, however that is..." She turned and studied me for a moment, studying my expression, my eyes probably. Then she smiled. "And I like how you are, girl," she said. "The added bonus is that you are a total babe on top of everything else. Lick my leg indeed! I've been dreaming of licking your legs too - and your feet and your ass and tits and...your whole body. Completely. No dry spots. From face to toes, and everywhere in between. A total tongue bath." My pussy melted inside. It all oozed out. I had a wet spot in my panties now and I guess it must've showed in my face. "Yah, me too, woman!" she laughed. "I'm done with practice, but I'm still totally wet, you know?" "Stop talking like that, damn it!" I laughed back. "You're gonna make me melt completely away and just ooze all over the grass here. I'll be a stain and then...what fun would that be?" "I'd lick that stain up," she said and it only made it worse. "That is if I didn't turn into one myself just sitting her actually talking with you. You know how incredible you are? I mean...really?" I shook my head. "Well you are girl!" "I never think of myself that way." I said. "How can I? I mean, okay, people think I'm nice looking--" --"Totally sexy you mean." "Whatever. They like looking at me, but I'm still just me. I didn't have anything to do with the way I look. It was all my parents' fault." We both laughed then, but I was so horny for her I wanted to just stop talking and do something - anything. Maybe just lean down and kiss the crotch of her shorts or something like that. "You really are different - inside I mean." she whispered. It was getting dark now. Dark and cool. "I suppose." "Well," she said, standing, "Suppose we...go to my place...just for a little while if you like." "Oh," I said, feigning a hurt expression. "You mean you don't want me to bring all my stuff over and move in?" "Oh you sarcastic little shit you!" she laughed. She led the way and as we walked along, watching the lawn/walkway lights flickering to life, I wondered what it must be like to wake up in the morning and have someone there next to you under the blankets. It made me smile for no particular reason. The stroll across campus seemed to take forever. I wasn't in a hurry, didn't have any appointments or anyplace to get to - I didn't even have to study because it was that time of year. But just striding along beside her, glancing over every now and then to answer a question, or just looking, it was like every step must made me that much hotter. My pussy was still molten. I could some ooze lubricating my crotch and thighs. It was a wet, slimy, nasty - wonderful - feeling. But I somehow just wanted to get there already and see what would happen. Would I freak out and turn prude or straight or whatever? Would I embarrass myself by turning complete slut? Not a bad thing actually, when I thought of it. It made me smile too and Angela saw my expression and looked puzzled. Would I do okay? I'd never made love to a woman - or a man actually - so how would I know what to do? I supposed that I had enough practice on my own body, but everyone's different. Maybe what I did to myself would feel good to Angela, then she'd be mad - or worse, bored - and I'd never be with her again and we'd have to ignore each other every time we ran into each other. But I'd have memories and that would be okay, but just what should I do? I knew she was interest in 'leg-things' I'll call them. I was too for that matter. My own legs and feet and well, my entire body, had always been hyper-sensitive to touch and I'd played with my own legs and feet and toes for a long time. And now I'd be doing it - or getting a chance to anyhow - with someone else. Someone else! I started to freak out before even getting there. I wondered if I'd throw up or faint or get jittery or just get up and leave. That would be horrible. That would crush her and me too. I mean, to run away from the very thing you've for so long fantasized over? I took a breath to calm myself. Angela, when I looked, was just striding along with her long beautiful legs, not even worrying about anything and here I was having this whole discourse with myself and losing. "Babe?" she whispered. "You okay?" I nodded, gulped, and then forced myself to think of something else. Anything else. But the only thing I could think of was her and her in the pool and her in her swimsuit and her bobbing up and hitting the ball and her coming out all streaming wet with water, laughing with her team mates. And her walking right beside me now, in the dark, heading to her place! "Yah I am," I told her. Oddly, my tummy felt tingly and alive. Not the inside, just that whole chakra thing there. And my butt too for some reason. And my legs. As I walked it was like my body was lighting up or something, coming alive in ways they'd never been alive before. Like I was waking up all over. And it wasn't horniness (only); it was this whole different vibrancy and...feeling of happiness and anticipation (obviously) but not for the obvious reasons. It was as though I was walking through a 'door' into the next part of my life, but that door was a long tunnel sort of and it was taking awhile to get through. Then we were there and getting into the elevator. I remembered so many movies where the main couple just break down and make out in the elevator. I wondered if that would happen, but Angela remained perfectly calm and collected. I was usually pretty level headed but at the moment I was a raging inferno inside. Just all these lusty thoughts and concepts and ideas just all jumbled up and swirling around. The elevator stopped and we got out and I followed Angela down the hall, just smiling at her ass as it swayed before me. So beautiful! I wanted to kiss that ass, literally. I wanted it to be bare and I wanted to just kiss it and lick it and taste it. I wanted to put my tongue on her bung-hole and poke it - just do everything. We arrived at her door, she opened it and we both went in. She closed it and locked it and I felt this wonderful twisting feeling in my tummy. I watched her go put her keys on the table, watched her go to the little kitchenette, watched her come back, watched her sit facing me on the chair. I sat on the little sofa/bed thingie and tried not to look too nervous. "Now, about this leg-licking," she said, and I melted. I was so horny for her it was pathetic, but then she leaned back, slipped her zori off and put her feet up on the table, one ankle over the other. I stared. I couldn't help it. I stared at the beautiful paleness of her soles and the darker shades of the rest of her. The rest of her long, lean, beautiful legs. I stared at her toes and found them so attractive, so pretty to look at I could barely keep my seat. I wanted to just lunge to them and start kissing them. And she saw all this, all these thoughts and flurries of emotions crossing my face. She'd done it on purpose obviously and I got a little angry at her for sure. She was just testing me, teasing me, and so, in a fit of rage, I leaned back, slipped my zori off and placed my feet up on the table too, crossed just like hers. Then I took a breath, sighed, and glanced around the room - at anything but her. Magic Girl Ch. 01 "Your place is so nice Angela," I said, hoping she was having the same problem I was, and wishing it was so, just to get even with her. I mean, what a thing to do to me - on our first-- --Date! I glanced this way and that and finally let my eyes glide across her face during one of my little 'pans.' She was staring. She had this look of utter surprise and delight all in one on her face and her eyes were right on my feet! I laughed inside. Good for you! Serves you right! But then I saw how close our feet were and my mind went blank. I wondered how it would feel to just do that one thing so without even thinking, I pointed my right foot a little bit - that was the one on top - and it went forward and finally touched the bottom of Angela's foot. There was no sound. All I could hear my heart throbbing in my chest. I gently pressed a little harder. I could feel how soft the bottom of her foot was. It was as soft and delicate as it looked, as I knew it would be. So warm too. I pointed my toes and used just their tips to continue exploring this wonderful foot. Then there was a slow inhalation. I was so transfixed I had to consciously check to see if I'd just breathed in but I hadn't; it was Angela. Then the side of my pareo slipped open and I saw her eyes go to my now-bare leg. That was when her leg and foot seemed to come to life. She started pressing hers back against mine, then using her first toe to touch mine and feel it and explore it. For a whole long time that's all that happened, the two of us rubbing our first toe against each other. And just on that one foot. But then, as my insides oozed out and soaked my panties completely, Angela pulled both her feet off the table and sat forward. She moved so fast I couldn't respond, but then there it was, happening to me. I was looking right at it but couldn't believe it. I could feel it too, and that's the thing that really sent me off - fantasy or not. Angela was now sucking each of my ten toes singly, going all down the line as she held my feet side by side before her! I felt a twitching feeling deep inside me. It churned, twisted and then got like a knot in my groin. My eyes closed, my mouth fell open and I gasped, and then I had my first-ever orgasm from someone else! Things just sort of drifted together and melted and swirled after that. For an hour I think but I'm not sure. Time seemed to stop. I was there in this dark room with a beautiful black girl and all my senses were heightened to the point where it was just her and myself, nothing else and nobody else. The world could've ended and I probably wouldn't have noticed it. There were just these incredible waves of pleasure pulsating throughout my entire body, through my entire insides and the pulses were starting right there at my feet, where Angela continued her unhurried enjoyment of my bare feet. She'd started with my toes but had then gone on to simply licking both of my feet everywhere; the tops the bottoms, the heels and arches, the ankles. The tops though, the insteps, really wrecked me. I'd touched myself there before, had caressed them and basically made love to them, but it was nothing like having someone else doing it. Shivering electric shocks seemed to start from right there and then came blasting up my legs and into my groin and that made the tension in there build up to the next orgasm and then it would hit me, wreck me, and then more tingles would take their place. In what must've been ten minutes my feet were cleaner than they'd ever been, but she just went on and on and on like she was getting nourishment from my feet. I couldn't move though. I was still sitting on the couch, totally worthless and melted and unable to budge. It was like a fog had come down over me, a net, a weird gasping, breathless sort of hand that held me down and forced me to enjoy. And I was. I was nearing the point where I knew I might pass out or something. I needed a break but I didn't want to disturb that pretty face and those closed eyes and that incredible sucking mouth. Orgasms just went through me one after the other. Eight maybe; maybe 10 or fifteen. Just one after the other, building up in my feet and shooting to my puss and then blowing me to bits. The seat of my panties was hopelessly soaked through, the seat of my pareo, and the seat cushion most likely. It just kept drooling out, oozing down and under me. I halfway thought to reach in my skirt and finger myself but realized I couldn't really orgasm any more or any better than I already was. Then, after that first hour or so I had enough. I felt like I was meditating or having a lucid dream or something, but I needed to stop now and do something else. I got my legs to move and was finally able to pull them back toward me off the coffee table. Angela let them go too. That surprised me. She'd had like a death grip on the backs of my heels so I couldn't pull away - not that I was trying to, but everything would jerk every once in a while! - but now I pulled them both back, tucked them safely under me in a cross legged position and started to catch my breath. I hadn't until then realized how frazzled I really was. Not until I moved! But I really was. I'd never come that many times all in a row, I'd never come that many times in a string, and I had never come so hard and so completely. The orgasms were like this whole secret part of me was having orgasms and just happened to be coming out through the parts of me I knew. This underlying, 'private to the point of my not being aware of' Kyra, this stranger that looked like me, my horny, unashamed, sexual twin sister had come and I don't think she ever had before! But now she had! Angela sat back and looked up at me, and she looked about as frazzled as I must have. "Girl," she whispered dryly. "You've got some magic shit goin' on with your feet? Is that it? Or are you some sort of alien-girl with radioactive fuck-me pheromones pouring off you everywhere? Like especially from your toes or something. God! I've never had it so bad for a pair of feet and ten toes before in my life! It's like the more I kissed them, the more I wanted to lick them and the more I licked them, the more I wanted to suck them, and then it was just on and on. I can't believe I just made love to your feet for an hour and twenty minutes! I mean, I'm sorry, girl. You got all the rest of your shit up there and here I've been just working your feet, but damned if I couldn't stop myself. I mean, you wearing some sort of special scent or musk or perfume that I can't smell and that just makes me wild?" Magic Girl Ch. 02 I shook my head. "Well, if that's just all natural," she breathed, "Then I'm a dead woman!" Then she laughed and I just fell in love with her right then and there. I looked at her, at her gorgeous face, her nose, her big eyes, and then I couldn't take it anymore. I got off the couch, went around the coffee table, knelt and then grabbed her feet and started kissing them. She didn't resist. I heard her gasp and then she was turning and laying down on the floor, letting me stretch her legs out and not trying to pull back. She just totally gave herself to me and that by itself I could totally new and totally exciting. I went on kissing and basically just touching my lips to the dark, silken skin of the tops of her feet, mesmerized by what I was doing. I could still hardly believe I was actually doing it. I'd thought of this and had fantasized about it so many times that it seemed familiar, but it was better than I remembered. The way her feet stretched out straight at certain times, the way she'd sigh or gasp when she did that, and the whole tense, breathless mood that seemed to fill the very air of the room - all of those were things I'd never fully thought of or imagined. Even the way her heels and ankles were so soft in my hands. I'd only ever thought of sucking her beautiful toes and licking them and...doing other things with them, but this was so much better. Then I relived one of my fantasies and pushed my lips gently and slowly down around her left first toe. There was another breathy gasp. She called my name softly and then her leg shivered. It felt like it was going to pull back, so I held on tight and kept pushing down and down, feeling every contour of that one toe gliding through my lips. It was almost as if I was memorizing it, but then I had it all in my mouth and I just stayed like that for awhile, enjoying the sensation, the sounds she was making and the whole idea that this was really happening. I rubbed my tongue on the underside of it, around the sides, and then tickled its tip. Angela sighed again, so beautifully and with such a pleased sound that I just kept doing the same thing. I loved hearing make those sounds, loved being the one who was causing her to make those sounds and I never wanted it to stop. But then the second toe seemed to remind me of its presence and I went on to that one, then the next and the next. Each one was long and smooth and lovely and I took care with each one, not wanting to miss a single thing about any of them. It was like being in a dream, living a fantasy. They were softer and more delicate than I ever imagined. I had, I admit, done similar things to my own toes. I'm very flexible physically, so I can do things like that, but doing it to someone else and not knowing how it felt on the receiving end was really different. Like how it had been when I'd been on the receiving end. I'd never felt anything quite that wonderful before. But now all I wanted was to enjoy myself, to indulge in this one thing and not think about anything else. Anything else but the sounds Angela was making. They by themselves were totally exciting. Each time she gasped or moaned it got me more turned-on, to the point where I felt that a little more time would go by and I'd actually come just kneeling there, not even touching anything. Just in thin air. Then I was licking between her toes and her toes spread for me. Wide. They were so cute like that! I started licking the ball of her foot and there were more sighs and little moans. She lifted her foot straight up for me and then I had my head down, licking her arches and nibbling on them. I was so into it I totally forgot about myself after awhile. All I wanted was to please her and keep pleasing her and to keep those sounds filling the darkness. I started to lick and kiss the sides of her feet, the insides, and then I was licking her ankles, and then I did what I joked about; I ran my tongue straight up her leg, from the ankle, right up the shin to her knee. I stopped there and looked up at her. Her head was tossing slowly back and forth but now she stopped and looked back at me. She had this look of wonder and satisfaction in her face and I was so proud to have done something she liked, I felt all choked up. I thought she was going to say something, but when she didn't I decided I was going to lick every portion of each of her legs and when I got to where they met, I was going to just bury my mouth on her and make her come. Before I could do that though she sat straight up - her tummy muscles, exposed by her slightly lifted tee-shirt - just six-packed out! Then she leaned to me and kissed me on the mouth. She hugged me and we just went on kissing and I finally settled down over her leg, straddling it as I kneeled there enjoying my first real kiss. When she stopped and sat back I think we both had that look of wonder on our faces. I know she did, and that was the exact way I was feeling. It was awesome! I was shocked and surprised to find out how wonderful this all was, how much I was relishing it, and everything just added up and there were no words for it really. "Magic Girl," she breathed. "You are just something else, you know that?" My face got hot. "You're the one who's something," I told her. "The more I kiss your feet, the more I want to. You're like a drug or something." I smiled, but I was feeling so hot inside, so completely aroused that I didn't know if I could just remain sitting there like that. On her knee. And just as I was thinking it, Angela bent her knee up slightly under me. It made contact with my pussy and my eyes rolled back. It felt so nice I couldn't even moan. I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of having something pushed up under me like that. The knee started moving under me, rubbing me, pressing upward and I melted. My bottom started to roll and push and rub involuntarily against the bump of her knee and in moments I was lost in this wonderful, building pleasure that seemed to want to burst out of every pore in my body. I remember leaning back on my hands and really rolling and twirling my hips, feeling Angela raise her knee even more, and then the pressure just built up and built up inside me. I lost myself in the warmth and comfort and the almost frightening level of release that seemed to be welling up inside me. I wanted to come but I didn't know if I wanted to come that hard. I'd already endured more than I'd ever experienced before in my life, but this felt like it was going to make my insides rupture or tear and it was really scary. I finally stopped my motion and lifted up off her knee. I looked at her and she looked disappointed. "Something wrong?" she asked. I shook my head. I smiled at her and realized there was so much about her that I hadn't explored yet. I wanted to. I wanted to have nothing left to fantasize about. "Yah," I said, grinning. "I'm just so not done with you!" Then I pushed her back, slipped backward off her leg, leaned over and began licking my own pussy goo off her skin. It was about 9:30 when I finally sat back and stopped. It was dark. There was a panting, gasping sound coming from the girl on the floor before me. I took a breath to steady my own nerves. I was so flushed and excited I didn't know what to do but kneel there and try and catch my breath. I wiped the wetness off my mouth with back of my hand and just had to smile. Angela was so beautiful like that, totally naked, barefoot, breathing so hard I could see her ribcage clearly. Her skin was glossy from all the sweat. She looked like she'd just gotten out of the pool or something! She had her right wrist over her eyes and was just laying there trying to recover. From what I'd done to her. Me! Finally I caught my breath. I sat back and leaned on my hands, watching her and adoring every part of her. She was really so completely beautiful, from her toes all the way up to her nose. Every luscious, black inch of her - and I could talk because I'd explored every square inch of her body! I'd licked her legs to start, but when I'd gotten to her crotch I yanked her shorts roughly off, really just stripping her, then slid her panties off and let her lay there while I took a few moments to hold her undies to my face and breathe in her wonderful scent. I almost got carried away doing that, but then I remembered her, how exposed she was, and I decided to torture her by not licking her there. I went past her pussy and licked her belly, tongued her navel, kissed and stroked her hips and waist - all very slow and very delicately. She was just totally squirming where she lay and I loved it. Just totally out of control and totally in mine. Just as it had been when she'd done all those luscious things to my feet! It was revenge time and it was sweet. Then I'd kissed and licked and caressed my way up to her chest and her tee-shirt, even all pushed up like it was, was in my way. I stripped it off her, tossed it aside and then she was laying there, just completely and totally bare and for a long moment I just knelt there staring at her, looking at her concave belly, her ribs, her hips, her boobs. Her pussy bulge. I breathed in and could still smell her pussy scent all over my lips and nose and face. I'd buried my face there - right there - and had licked her out until her whole body was shuddering and twitching. She'd grabbed her knees and spread herself wide open for me and I'd just lain there, in total contentment, licking and sucking and swallowing and tongue-fucking her forever. So sweet. So sweet and wet and delicious. I wiped my chin with my wrist and found a lot of goo there. I smelled it and then licked it up. Her. All over me. So beautiful. Now her breath was calming. She was still glistening like some slim African princess, and I fell in love with her even more than at first. I went and lay against her side and she put her arm around me. We just stayed like that, not saying a word for a long time, just enjoying each other's presence I guess - at least that's what I was enjoying - and I was so happy I wanted to cry. It was so beautiful, the whole thing, the touching and exploring and kissing and those incredible 'foot things' we'd done to each other. And to top it all off, I'd made love to her, to her entire body, but had eaten her pussy - my very first time! - and it had been better than anything I'd ever imagined. I'd always imagined that too - apart from the foot loving - and everything had turned out more wonderful than my imagination could've dreamed up. After awhile Angela sat up and got on the couch. I went with her and for another long while we just sat there holding each other, not saying a word. I'd calmed down too. I wasn't on the verge like I'd been. It would've been nice to orgasm with her, but what I'd gotten was enough. I was happy, content. I had a naked girl against me and even though I was still fully clothed, it was wonderful. I fell asleep like that. I didn't know how tired I was until I opened my eyes and it was the next morning. I was on the little couch still, but Angela wasn't. I sat up, looking around. I discovered that I was covered up nice and snug in a blanket. I looked at my watch - I hadn't even taken that off! - and saw that it was nearly 10 in the morning. I panicked for an instant before I remembered that yesterday afternoon's practice had been Friday's practice. No practice today, no classes. I breathed a sigh of relief, but still wondered where Angela had gotten too. I felt wonderful though. Like I'd slept for a hundred years. Refreshed, happy, content. Then I remembered why I would be so content and blushed. I was just glad nobody was there to see it! I stretched, yawned, stood and folded the blanket. I laid it on the unused bed then went to use the toilet. When I opened my pareo I noticed that there was a little note tucked inside the waistband. I sat on the toilet and started to do my business while I read the note. It was handwritten. As I opened it I remember thinking that it was probably Angela telling me it was 'great' but please don't forget to lock up when I left. Instead it read: Magic Girl: I can't believe what happened, happened! You're so yummy I masturbated this morning when I woke up - while looking at you sleeping! I came so hard I almost screamed but didn't want to wake you. You look like an angel when you're sleeping. I wonder if I'm the first one to see you this way? Anyhow, I've gone to the McDonald's to get some breakfast stuff. Be back probably by 10:30. If you have to go someplace just remember to lock the door, but if you want to leave because you regret everything that happened and hate me, then that's okay too. But you're still beautiful! That's all I can say. Beautiful and sweet and precious and a living doll and cuter than shit, highly lickable, incredibly fuckable and suckable. If you don't regret what we did and you don't have to be anywhere and are there when I get back, we might those last few things I mentioned - the lickable, fuckable and suckable part. Love Angie. Then I heard the keys in the door, heard the door open and heard Angela say "...shit...she's gone!" "In here!" yelled through the door. I hurried my pee and for a moment had a flashback of what seemed like my former self. I felt a moment of embarrassment that my pee was making such a splashing sound in the toilet and almost clamped it off and lay a piece of toilet paper on the water like I sometimes used to do. I smiled at myself and then felt even bolder and opened the door a crack and peeked out. "Hey there Magic Lady!" Angela cheered. She had several McDonald's packages and was putting them down. I wondered if we really could eat that much, but then realized how famished I was. We'd spent the night making love - the thought just made my mind blank for a moment - and then had fallen asleep. We hadn't had anything to eat and especially after training I really felt it. I felt so strong though; so powerful in a...weird way. Like I was still that other Kyra - the one who was uninhibited and strong and sexy and unafraid. Usually I'm shy about having someone see me while I'm on the toilet, but this time, I don't know: I clamped Angela's note in my teeth, wiped, stood, flushed, and then put my pareo back on but without pulling my panties up first! Well, it was bold for me anyhow. Then I strode out of the bathroom with a huge grin on my face. I wasn't trying to smile, it was just that I was so in-love and so happy to see my Angela again. I went right up to her and she stopped unloading the food, turned and then we hugged. We kissed and hugged and held each other and squeezed each other and kissed some more and I suddenly didn't mind if we ever ate again. But then the kiss just sort of ended and she sat on one side of the table and I sat on the other. We were just smiling at each other for a moment. I couldn't help it. She was just so beautiful. Especially with the morning light making the whole place glow. "You read my note?" she asked. "Note?" I asked, coyly. "You left me a note?" "Yuhh," she said, furrowing her brow in disbelief. I felt playful though. All over. "No note," I said. "Except for something about 'lickable, fuckable, suckable?" "Damn girl," she laughed. "Don't you start. At least not until we've had some food." I laughed and then we dug in and it was the best damned McDonald's breakfast I'd ever had in my life! Afterwards we went and snuggled on the couch again, watching her little television. Well, it's bigger than mine is. I still had on my pareo and tee-shirt and she had on her shorts and tee-shirt so it was 'safe' mostly. Nothing rabidly sexual. I did have a good time getting used to being with someone, with touching them and having my hand on them and having them hold me and touch my hair every now and then and laugh with and smile when I smiled. It was alien. I felt like I'd just been born I was so unused to it! Then the programs got really stupid and we turned the television off and turned to each other and started kissing. We kissed and touched and then that 'Krya, the Sex Kitten' side of me came out and I was reaching up under the front of Angela's shirt and squeezing her boobs and pinching her nipples gently and she was breathing hard into my mouth as we kissed, and then I finally slid my mouth down from her mouth, down her throat, snuggled myself downward and sucked her nipples. She gasped, leaning back in the chair and arching toward me. I sucked back and forth, squeezing her boobs with my fingers, feeling them up, massaging them, enjoying them. Hers are pretty full and I loved playing with them and licking them like that. She did too. But then I was kissing downward, heading to her navel, and after just tonguing that for awhile I was starting to slip my fingers under the waistband of her shorts and she suddenly stopped me. "Magic Girl," she sighed. "You are a vixen; completely. Damn if you're not just the hottest little thing I've ever met! Take it easy now." But the vixen part of me just shook her head and started yanking on Angela's shorts and panties. Angela finally gave in and lifted her butt up so I could remove her bottoms and then she sat back down with everything exposed. I went right down on her without a word or asking or anything else. She spread her legs around me and after the first tense explosion, she placed her feet on my shoulders and lay back more. I went straight for her clit this time and wiggled my tongue against it. I heard gasps and a low moan and then it was just like the night before. Just an ongoing, trancelike state, me totally wrapped up in how she tasted and smelled and moved and sounded and her just laying back with a hand over her mouth, coming. I loved it! An hour later I stopped long enough to get up, grab her hand and make her stand, walk her to the bed and push her down on it. She was laughing even though she looked frazzle, but once on the bed she squirmed luxuriously, spreading her legs straight out. She was so captivating like that. I just looked for a moment. She still had her tee-shirt on but even so she was the sexiest lady I'd ever seen in my life. Then I knelt on the bed between her legs. She was looking at me, smiling and almost daring me to go on, so I did. I grabbed her shirt and started to push it up and she helped and stripped it off, threw it aside and then lay back, arms and legs spread, a big smile on her face, completely open for me. I didn't know what to do or where to start, but then a thought came to mind and I simply lay down on her with my crotch bone/bulge right against hers. I started to thrust and rub and push and bump her there and she suddenly curled up under me, her legs up and around my sides, and started to grip me with her feet and pull herself up against my thrusts. It was just like I was a guy on top of her and it felt so great I just kept doing it, pushing harder, making my bone slip up against her clit - I could feel it, it was so hard! - and the longer it went on, the more and more close to the edge Angela got. I could see it in her face. That's another thing I loved about being in that position; I could look straight down into her face and see everything. Then I wanted to spread my knees out under her bottom but my pareo prevented it so without thinking I stripped it off and went right back to smearing myself against not only her pubic bone now, but because of how she was rolled up against me, her actual pussy. The thing is though, now there wasn't anything between my pussy bone and her body and when I felt her warm secretions start to ooze up into my pubic hair I thought I would lose my mind from how good it felt. It was like squishing a handful of lotion on my bush. It got instantly soaked, and then just feeling it, thinking about what it was, made me want to just go for it. I started to really grind and bump against her and the more I did the more she moaned and gasped, the wetter I got, and the hotter I got. It was spiraling upward and out of control almost. Magic Girl Ch. 02 And I was wet too, my own wetness. My labia were totally swollen, I was oozing down and some of it was leaking down onto her. Pretty soon there was a real moist noise coming from down there where our bodies met and even that gave me a thrill. It was such a sexy, wet, nasty sound, and everything felt so slick and slippery and smooth I wondered what it would be like to have myself completely bald down there. Both Angela and I have our bushes trimmed - bikini trim - because of the suits we wear, but I got to wondering about maybe just shaving my thing totally off. All nice and smooth. I kept thinking about it and thinking about it, enjoying those luscious wet sounds and the sounds Angela was making, and suddenly couldn't stand it any longer. I stopped humping her and she looked up. "I wanna shave my thing," I whispered. Her eyebrows went up. "My bush. Do you have a razor?" She seemed to float back to awareness - I could completely relate to that feeling. Then she got up off the bed. I had to help her because she was obviously still buzzing. We went into the bathroom and she handed me a new razor, then sat on the toilet seat. "Mind if I watch?" she asked, smiling, and in the bright bathroom light she looked so beautiful, so tempting, I wanted to just pounce on her again right there. Just get on my knees in front of her and put my head between her legs! I nodded though, took the tube of shaving gel she handed me and started to lather up. In truth, I was this close to just masturbating right where I stood. It felt so good to touch myself down there it was really tempting. But I resisted and started to shave my bush. I ran the water in the sink so I could rinse all the hair off the razor, and just kept going like that until there was nothing left. Not a single hair anywhere down there! I ran my fingers over the area and got such a shiver I almost came! But then Angela stood, took another razor from the sink - one she'd obviously used before - and then lathered herself up and started shaving too. She looked so entirely sexy doing that I wanted just kiss her to pieces, but I held my place and simply watched until it was over. Then she stepped up facing me and reached down and touched my bald crotch. I shivered, but I still had the presence of mind to reach down to hers too, and for five minutes or so that's all we did; just standing there facing each other, exploring each other's newly shaved crotches, feeling the tingles and shivers and sighing. A lot! Then I quickly stepped into the shower to rinse off and before I knew it I wasn't alone! Another first for me! I mean, I shower with the other girls after practice, but this wasn't anything like it. We started touching and caressing each other after I turned to face her, but though I was really tempted, I waited again. We quickly showered, stepped out of the tub and then went right back to the bed, still dripping wet. I couldn't wait any longer. I was the first one there and I waited for Angela to turn off the bathroom light and follow me and when she did I watched her slinky, smooth dark-skinned form glide across the floor and get on the bed again. She lay there just like before, legs spread and flat on the bed, just laying back straight. I got on her again, kneeling and then laying over on top of her and the moment my bald crotch touched hers it was like lightning went through me. I started pushing and rubbing and she lifted her legs up and around me like before, and then we were right back to where we'd been except that now when our secretions started to flow, they got all smeared together and everything got really, really slick! I don't know how long it went on like that afterwards because I fell into a sort of trance again. I couldn't seem to take my mind off the smooth feeling of my crotch and how smooth and silky Angela's crotch was and how hot her pussy was when she rolled it up toward me and I started rubbing against her clit. It was like wet silky oil or something! I kept pressing down and forward, lifting so I'd rub against her, and she'd sigh and gasp and press the small of my back with her heels, and it just went on like that; a sort of rhythmic moaning and gasping and that sticky-wet squishing sound. Then she started to moan louder and take deeper breaths and really pull herself up against me with her legs, and I began to actually bump her pussy again with my crotch and not just smear myself against it. The bed started to rock and bounce, her boobs were jouncing and I was so hot inside - all over - I thought I was going to explode. Things just built up and up until she sucked in a deep breath and held it, and her whole body shuddered hard. She grunted a couple of times, sniffed in air through her nose and then moaned so low and so hoarsely I thought her throat was going to explode. I could feel her clit stiffening against my pussy skin, pushed and held myself there, and then started to rub again, but in really small movements, just making her clit flip up and down slightly. She gasped and moaned again. Her legs tightened around me and I finally reached back and grabbed her left one and brought it around to the front and kissed it. Her leg muscles tightened and strained, her foot pointed straight at the ceiling with her toes clenched together, and I pushed my crotch down against her and she gasped and moaned a couple more times and then sort of slumped against me. I let her leg down gently and her other leg slithered down my other side and then she was just there, laying flat, breathing hard. I sat back on my heels and just watched her for awhile, still locked in this incredible trance-like state of a mixture of total lust and happy adoration of her. She was so beautiful, so sexy and wonderful to look at anyway, but in her present state - at the end of some wonderful orgasms - she just seemed to glow in the dark! Then I don't know what happened. The 'liberated Kyra' came out again and she felt mean and nasty and had no pity. She backed up on her knees then lay down flat on her front and planted her mouth directly on Angela's bald, gooey-wet pussy and began to lick her. Angela cried out, cursed, but then started to gasp and groan again as a new wave of orgasms began to go through her. Despite herself she was coming again and though I suddenly had a pang of pity for her, it was too exciting to be laying there licking this wonderful woman's pussy to stop. I tongued her clit and tasted it, inhaled her sexy pussy scent, and basically just went to town on her, in the same way I would have if we'd just started. Her hips started bucking and lifting and I was able to stick my tongue into her pussy-hole and move my head back and forth and tongue-fuck her, and Angela just went crazy. She was shaking and gasping and trembling all over, her feet planted on the bed around me, her bottom lifted up against my mouth. She was undulating her bottom against me as I went on licking her and about ten or so minutes later, she had another enormous orgasms and felt flat on the bed again, spent. I went on licking her but there was a point where she wasn't responding anymore so I stopped and just watched her breathing, falling in love with her body all over again. And with her. I woke up the next morning with my head still resting on Angela's crotch. I smiled when I realized where I was and how nice it was to wake up with someone like this, and was half tempted to wake her up by licking her clit. I mean, it was right there pretty much. Instead I nestled my face against her and cuddled up. I took her leg and pulled it close to me and hugged myself against it. I just loved how dark her knee was against my hand and smiled and snuggled and then went back to sleep. If this was all a dream, I wanted to just go on dreaming it! I was planning to just nap a little but as soon as I closed my eyes I was in the middle of a dream that I didn't want to end either. I was on this beautiful grassy mountain pasture somewhere. The wind was blowing and was nice and crisp and cool and I was kneeling there on a gozah (a woven, rollable mat) wearing a kimono and sipping tea. There were no mirrors or anything, but I knew I wasn't just wearing a kimono but was dressed completely in traditional clothes, had my hair up like a geisha and was made up with white makeup. Then I heard something and turned and Angela was walking toward me. She was wearing traditional Japanese clothing too and looked so radiant and happy and beautiful it took my breath away. She came and knelt across from me and I she took tea when I offered it and then we just stayed there, enjoying the view and the wind and clouds overhead. I kept glancing at her though because she was so attractive and so gorgeous and I noticed that she was glancing at me too. It was like we were both very shy or something and that was funny because she's not and my 'new me' wasn't. But every time our eyes would meet, we'd look somewhere else, averting our gaze. It was crazy! Then at one point Angela said benjo and stood, turned and went off toward a tree. It was the only tree there. Benjo is 'bathroom' or 'toilet' in Japanese. I nodded and said something like "Okay" but it came out in perfect Japanese - which I don't speak that well. I watched her walking away and was thinking what a beautiful behind she has, which was emphasized by the way a girl has to sort of 'wriggle' when she walks in a tight-fitting kimono. I was sipping my tea, spacing out on how lovely she was and suddenly there was a time-snap in the dream and I was standing right there next to her behind the tree. She had her kimono up around her thighs and was peeing in the grass. She didn't see me standing there, so I felt like a voyeur even though I was just three feet away. Then she looked up, saw me and lowered her gaze again. She apologized in Japanese about how sorry she was to be doing something so 'improper' in front of 'someone so important' and I felt so sorry for her and hated my status so much (I suddenly knew I was some high court person), that I went to my knees beside her and put my hand on her shoulder. I told her it was all right (and my Japanese was so flawless even I was impressed), but she was shaking her head, and so I leaned forward, kissed the side of her face and at the same time reached my other hand down under her and wet it in her pee. Then I brought it back dripping, and as she watched in awe and amazement, I licked her water off my fingers and didn't flinch or hesitate or make a face. In fact it was nice and warm and tasted nutty or alkaline like that fizzy aspirin thing. I licked my fingers dry, and then went to kiss her, but this time she turned her mouth to me and we kissed like that - mouth to mouth - and with my mouth still flavored with her pee! Then another time-snap and our kimonos were undone and open and we were rolling and squirming in the grass, kissing each other, fingering each other's pussy at the same time, gasping, groaning and basically having really great sex. Magic Girl Ch. 03 I thought. But then Angela pushed me down, spread my legs and went totally down on me and I came so hard pee came out. It just gushed and I tried to clamp it off, then realized she'd gotten a mouthful and looked at her as she swallowed it, and then got so hot for her, I pushed her back and then we wrestled and finally wound up in 69 position, just feasting on each other. We both started to pee when we came and everything got drenched in it - faces, shoulders, hands, clothes, everything - but we just went on and on till the sun started to set and then we finally stopped and sat up. We watched the sun go down holding hands and sitting side by side on our spread out clothes. We were both mostly naked by that time and still covered with each other's scent. A breeze came up and chilled my skin, made my nipples hard and Angela noticed and warmed my nipples up for me. With her mouth! We made love again until the sky was completely black and then stopped. It was cold and dark and lonesome up on that high pasture, but we just wrapped ourselves in our clothes and slept curled up together. Morning found us still laying like that, but my father's guards also found us. They had their swords drawn and were going to cut Angela's head off right then and there because she had dared to 'violate' the princess - me. Then this 'other' side of me came out again - even in the dream it was fascinating to feel and watch, almost like an out of body experience - and this other me stood, slowly undressed before the gathered soldiers and did this one special little dance I knew. It was reserved for the wedding night and it had the perfect affect on all the men. They were just staring at me, tongues hanging out almost, and after I'd gotten all their attention I went to my knees before the captain, opened his armor to let his thing out, found how totally stiff it already was, and then sucked him until he came in my mouth. When I was done I stood and made sure every one of them saw that I was swallowing his semen, and then went to the next man and then the next. By that time they were enthusiastically pulling down their clothes and not so hesitant like the captain was at first and one by one I serviced every one of them (about twenty-five I think), and then stood before them and told them that now they'd have to behead each other because they'd each 'defiled the princess.' To which the captain finally got the message about. Then I went to find Angela and she was huddled against the tree, crying. I squatted down and held her and she put her arms around me and she finally stopped crying. She looked into my eyes and thanked me for saving her life, but was so sad because of what I had to do to save her. And she was also sad because she'd watched and found great excitement in it and felt guilty. She told me there was something so wonderful and innocent and beautiful about me that affected all the men and her too and she couldn't understand what it was, but that it had taken her breath away seeing it. I didn't know what to say so I started to kiss her face again and that led to me kissing her neck and then pulled her kimono down and kissing her boobs, and then I lay her back and completely undressed her right there on the grass. I leaned down and began to lick her and she began to come and after maybe half an hour I realized that all the soldiers were still there, all staring, and all of them rubbing their things. Some of them had spurt while watching us, others were just hard and dark red, so Angela and I went to where they were gathered, went down on hands and knees and told them they could all fuck us. Which they did. It was strange and sexy and wonderful, but the best thing about it for me was that Angela was right there beside me, shoulder to shoulder. She was so close that at one point it got even better because we started kissing while they soldiers were humping us, and that led to us turning toward each other and hugging and kissing while the men busied themselves on our other ends. We seemed to be far away from them, just in each other's company while we were screwed and even sodomized by man after man. It made it better than it would have been and in the end - so to speak - we both had very close and very personal allies that we knew would defend us to the death against anyone else. Then the dream ended, I woke up and found I was flat on my front, hands tucked under me against my bald you-know-what, and something warm and delicate - but very stiff - prodding between my buns and against my hole! It made me come. As soon as I realized it was really happening, the tingles seemed to ripple right up my spine, come shooting around my shoulders to my front and then shoot down to my navel. I felt my hands against my crotch and that plus the wet thing in my ass just brought me off big time. I held on tight, trying not to pee during the orgasm and it almost got away from me. I'd been dreaming of it and now it might just happen. I wanted to tell her to stop before something happened but I couldn't do much more than moan and catch my breath and moan some more; it felt that good. I'd never had that done to me before. I'd fingered myself back there a few times, but obviously couldn't put my tongue there! And it was incredible. Like nothing else I'd ever felt. It was as exciting as having my pussy licked but different, totally different. And as it went on my butt raised up a little and rolled a little bit and that gave Angela the perfect angle and a moment later she drove her tongue as far as it would go into me! I melted. I shivered. I felt myself coming and couldn't - and didn't want to - stop it. Then Angela slipped her thumb into my pussy, held her tongue in my ass and it happened. I only heard a muffled...giggle, as the orgasm went through me and my bladder sighed and let everything come out of it. There were waves upon waves of orgasm that seemed ripple through me from head to toes, making my body move almost like that - like a flag waving in the wind - and it was like a total surrender to the pleasure. Everything relaxed and gave in and gave up and my pee-hole was just streaming shi-shi out of it and I didn't care. I heard a happy laugh and then the thumb pushed in further and pressed downward against the inside of my pubic bone and massaged my g-spot and I was a shaking, gasping mess. I was frozen in place but melted all at the same time. Then the tongue left me - while the thumb kept pushing and pressing - Angela grabbed my hip and turned me over (with pee still squirting out of me!), then clamped her mouth right down over my pee-hole and slipped her other finger into my ass. It was on the same hand as the thumb and using just that hand she brought me off again and again and again while her mouth caught a lot of what was jetting out of me. And while this was all going on the only thing I could feel or think about was how good it felt, how wonderful, and how little I cared that I was being totally 'unladylike' and improper. Two big taboos were out the window and the lovely, gorgeous woman I was with didn't care one bit. I came until I went unconscious and the last thing I remembered was just how much in love I was, how lucky I was to be with someone like Angela, and then things just grayed totally out. When I opened my eyes - the third time that same day? - it was late afternoon and I could hear muffled, hushed gasps and moans coming from nearby. I looked and there was Angela, nude, on her side, fingering herself furiously as she gazed at me. "Magic Girl," she sighed, and stopped what she was doing. "Welcome back! I've missed you, but...I sure have been enjoying you." She gave me a wink and when it hit me what she meant it got me going all over again! I mean to think she had been masturbating over me again, made me feel so special and pretty and warm inside. "I can just go on looking at you forever, you know?" she whispered. "You're like my own special fantasy girl. How you feeling anyhow? Did I hurt you or that pretty lil' ass of yours?" I shook my head and smiled. Inside I was thinking how much I wanted to just pin her down and munch on her. Anywhere. I glanced down her front to her bald V then further down her legs and finally her feet. I pushed up and crawled over to her. She put her arm out for me and then I turned and snuggled backwards against her front. She hugged me from behind and put her leg over mine. "You're the sweetest little woman," she whispered in my ear. "But you throw such a mean fuck you're scary, you know that? Especially that piss thing that happened." "I'm so sorry, Angela," I said, feeling terrible. "Hush now baby-girl," she said. "I've never been with anyone who gave in to it so totally like you do. I loved it. Plus, I don't know if it's what you eat or something, but that was really tasty." I felt the old me feel so ashamed and humiliated a knot formed in my throat, but then the newer me suddenly got what she said and I smiled to myself. Stupid, she just said she not only didn't mind, but she actually liked it! "In fact," she whispered. "Maybe sometime, soon, I'll want to try a glass of it. We don't even have to be doing anything sexy; just piss in a cup - I want to taste it again..." Hearing this made me blush, but it wasn't the old me, but the new. It's just that hearing someone say something like that - I think anyone would've blushed! After that - I don't exactly know how it happened - but we wound up in 69, with her on top of me. Then I was on top and then we stopped all out of breath and grinning like two stupids. I just couldn't get enough of her and it was the same with her. It didn't take much to get started - holding hands this time I think - and then it winds up in full-on love-making with no holds barred. I didn't pee this time though, but other than that, it was uninhibited. We were licking each other like crazy, but also fingering each other in both holes and well, it was really wild. We lay around a little more then got up and decided to go get some food. It was like we were both on some weird and wonderful crash diet where all we could eat was each other's pussy. I put on the only clothes I had with me and she got something similar this time (it was a bit chilly out), and then we went out and strolled down the walkways and across parks and among trees as the sun was getting low. I was so in love it was amazing, even to the point where I didn't hear what this group of guys said as we walked by. "I think they were looking mostly at you kiddo," she whispered when we were way past them." "Hm?" "They whistled," she said, and I remembered looking right at them and smiling, not even thinking they were real; just a painting or something. "And then they said 'what an ass!'" "Oh no," said, remembering it somehow. "The one in the blue shirt was looking directly at you. I looked at him and his eyes weren't on me. They were on...well, your tushy. I have to agree too." I gave her a playful smack on the butt and then wondered if anyone had seen. I looked around. It was dark, twilight; nobody around. Unless they had infrared field glasses, I knew I was safe. "Hey now!" she said, jumping. "Watch out or that's gonna lead to trouble." she grinned and I grinned and suddenly I couldn't resist her and leaned over and kissed her cheek. I felt brave now, braver than at any time in my life. "Girl..." "I know," I said. "But society's so hip now, right?" "Not as much as you'd want to believe," she said, and I nodded. She was right of course, but I'd just wanted to kiss her so I did. I wanted to lick her feet but I didn't. I guess maybe it was the fact that the both of us were in Hawaiian print pareos and flipflops and short tee-shirts - looking like we'd come from a luau or something - but when we entered the campus pizza parlor, people just stared. I felt naked, like they were seeing through me or something. I didn't really care, but it was a little unnerving. We ordered and had a seat and I looked around, wanting to meet someone's - anyone's - eyes and dare them to say anything. I was really in a feisty mood that was for sure. Nobody was looking. I was being paranoid for no reason. We were okay. Then I looked across at Angela and my heart melted. It seemed so surreal to be sitting there in a more or less crowded pizza joint with someone I'd just ten minutes before been licking out. There she was, all cute and black and wonderful and here I was, and just before, I'd been orgasming so hard pee had come out of me! And now everything was 'normal.' It was great! Except that I moved a little bit on the stool I was sitting and became really aware of the fact that both Angela and I had left her apartment after wrapping the pareos on us - with no panties on underneath. And that direct contact of my pussy lips - which were still swollen because pussy lips don't shrink all that fast - against the clothe of my pareo was really turning me on. It was exactly like actually being naked right there in front of everybody. I wondered if Angela was thinking or feeling the same things but couldn't just ask her out in public like this. I squirmed in my seat a little, trying to get my pussy away from that cloth but it only made it worse. Plus I was getting wet again and that was making it sticky-wet and worse. Angela looked over and happened to see my expression. She simply jerked her head back slightly, asking what? I smiled nervously. I was thinking of her naked now, her naked pussy (hairless too), squishing down on her pareo getting all swollen and wet and how much I wanted to just duck under the table and lick her. Dry. Not that that would happen because she'd only get wetter. "Oh nuthin'," I said. smiling blankly. The pizza was ready about 10 minutes later and it was longest 10 minutes I'd ever spent in my life. Walking out with our pizza, Angela said, "Hey, this is our third meal together if you count the coffee that first time." "I count it," I said, just glad to be walking again, airing out my pussy. I wondered if the next person to sit on my stool would get a wet spot in their pants. The thought made me grin. I felt better. After having dinner we made love the rest of the night and we did everything we'd done up to that point but also including 'the piss thing' as Angela called it. We actually went into the shower at a certain point (actually after I rolled away from her and got up, saying I had to 'go potty'), and once in there, she knelt and asked me to 'hose' her down - which I did, even feeling a bit uncomfortable for someone to ask me that while kneeling before me! - and then, just to even things out, I knelt and asked her to go on me too. I opened my mouth at one point and got some of her shi-shi to taste and it turned me on so much I went really wild with her. The warmth, the flavor, and where it was coming from just made me crazy, and then we were peeing in this little plastic cup and sharing it and kissing pee back and forth between us and doing all these incredible sexy things which I would've been too embarrassed or ashamed to do just months before. Then, since we were in the shower, we used hair conditioner as lubricant and fingered each other's ass-holes while we went on kissing and then we were lathering each other's crotches up and I got to shave her to get the stubble off and she did the same thing to me. It was messy, wet and wonderful. Afterwards we rinsed off and went back to bed and spent the rest of the night just holding and kissing and making out every now and then, taking turns fingering each other to orgasm, and then finally passed out until morning. Going to classes that day was really different. I was walking on a cloud the whole time and Angela told me later that she was too. I was not only buzzing from having no horniness or frustration left, but from the simple fact that I now, technically, had a lover. We met for lunch at my place and were almost late for our next classes because of what happened. I mean, even in long pants and sneakers and a blouse Angela looked just totally edible. I went up to her and started kissing her - this 'other me' side coming out - and in moments she was kissing back and everything got hot and lusty and out of control and we were both tearing our clothes and shoes off and fell into my bed (my bed!) bare-naked and started going for it. Just wild sixty-nine like we were both starving to death, multiple orgasms, and then a stop to catch our breath. It was so easy to go totally crazy and out of control with her. Then her pretty bare feet were right there so I went for those and she curled around and grabbed mine and we did 'toe-69' for another twenty minutes or so. It was like having a pacifier to suck on and I got pacified for sure. Then it was her just pushing me back and munching me totally out and then me doing the same thing to her. It was almost a battle at times, a laughing, fun battle, to see who could get the advantage on the other and make her come. We 'fought' to a draw, and then we were rushing to get our clothes back on and get to our next class. Even when we kissed good-bye at the door, things almost took off again but we literally tore ourselves apart and hurried off. That night, back at her place, it was like an orgy, but with just the two of us. Hands, feet, fingers, toes, nipples - everything got touched and kissed and sucked. We even stopped to go in the bathtub and do our 'special' thing on each other, then came out dripping wet and did 69 for over an hour straight. When we stopped we were both wiped out. Angela had this beautiful, calm, satisfied expression on her face and I'm sure I did too. We just sat there at leg's length from each other, touching the bottoms of our feet together, leaning back on our hands and looking at each other. Then my foot got a little over sensitive and I started to rub it against Angela's a little more firmly, and then I moved up and slid my foot up the inside of her leg and then I pointed my toe and pushed it into her. She just sat there gasping, allowing me to do it. It was so neat! I mean to have someone accept something that normally 'weird' from me was just incredible. But then she slid her foot up and buried her toe in me and things just went overboard again. Dual toe-fucking. Just in and out and pushing and gasping and shivering all over, all while just sitting there with our legs apart, leaning back and watching each other! I'd never done that before, and didn't know why it never occurred to me, but there we were, doing the ultimate 'foot thing' in the world and I was enjoying it so much I wondered why I'd never done it before. Then Angela began to get the better of me. She started to really push it in deep and I lay back, grabbed my knees and spread as wide open as I could for her. She just went on, plunging and pulling, bringing me off again and again nonstop, and all I could think about was how much I loved her. It was new for me to actually love someone other than my family members and now it was happening to me. I was babbling something as I came and at one point, when my mind came back for a moment, I heard Angela saying, "Yah baby, sweet little Magic-Girl. Take my toe in you, just like I took yours..." I wondered about that and then remembered that grin she'd had on her face that one time she'd made me come so much I'd passed out. She'd mentioned something in passing and I never remembered to ask her about it. But it made perfect sense. I was passed out and totally limp and wilted, but my toes would still have been stiff and strong. I raised my head weakly and smiled at her. "Show me how you did it, my love," I whispered, and when I said 'my love' I got a nice tingle all through me. Angela seemed to like it too and stopped toeing me and quickly got up on her knees, straddled my right foot and lowered herself down until my toes were touching her slick, swollen pussy. I curled my small toes downward so my first toe would stick up and then she centered herself over it and slowly pushed down. I felt my toe engulfed in warm, slippery flesh and it almost made me come, but then she lifted up slightly and sat down and then started to just ride my toe like it was a penis or something. Magic Girl Ch. 03 As I watched my lover bringing herself off on me, I got more and more turned-on myself. I knew I was going to come and the thought that it would be from watching - and feeling - this beautiful black woman athlete masturbating herself on my first toe was just wonderful. It was sexy, nasty, slick and incredible. Then I did come and my whole body shivered and shook. I had the thought that it was like my whole body was a penis or a clit, with my toe being the very tip of it, and I was coming totally, not leaving any part of me out. And Angela responded by coming too. She been watching me, watching my face and looking at my shoulders and tummy and hips and legs and when I came she came right along with me. It was beautiful. When it was over I gently withdrew my foot from under her and the whole thing was covered with her goo. I couldn't resist and pulled my foot up to me and started licking it - not trying to be provocative or sexy or anything - but when I opened my eyes, she was staring right at me with her mouth open. "Girl, you are just incredible, you know that?" she sighed. "Just seeing you do that has got me all horny all over again!" Then she took her own foot and brought it up but she couldn't quite get it way up like mine. "And plus you got some yoga-shit goin' on for yourself - damned if you're not just the hottest little lady in the world!" But seeing her licking her own foot like that, well, it got me going too, and pretty soon I'd forgotten about my foot and had grabbed hers and then she grabbed mine and we spent the next twenty or so minutes cleaning each other's sticky wet foot off with our tongue. There's still a fire when Angela and I are together, but it's calmed down somewhat. We can do our studies now without basically raping each other to pieces, and though we make love every night, we still have enough energy left over for our sports. Now it feels even better that at first because it's not such a new and scary thing anymore; it's more like we're this old, happy couple who have been together for years and we trust each other and are comfortable with each other and know that it wasn't just a one-night stand (which, well we knew that after the eighth night!). We're definitely a couple now and I don't ever seen going back to men or ever leaving Angela. She seems the same way even though she's told me she's had more than one lover before. She still says there's something special about me - which still makes me blush - so maybe we'll stick together. Have to see what it's like out of school. We've only got a year left now, but somehow, having someone who's said she'll stay with you makes the world a little less scary.