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Amanda & I

By: AmberLace



I had never been in a gay bar before, and I did not know what to expect, still it seemed somewhat of a normal nightclub. As I walked in, I noticed the differences, the men were dancing with men, the women were dancing with women and some of the women were probably not women, but other than that it seemed like a normal bar to me.

At 30 years old, 1 had finally decided to take a chance, and experiment with my sexuality. I had fantasized about being with women many times before but I had never pursued those fantasies but somehow I knew that tonight would be different. 

Tonight I would make my fantasy a reality. Despite my fear, I felt my heart thumping with excitement in anticipation of what tonight may bring. I felt fairly attractive with long golden blonde hair, hazel eyes, 5' 6", and about 123 pounds. Although I thought I had good looks, I still wasn't sure if anyone would show interest in me, or how I would react if they did. It didn't take me long to find out. I noticed her from across the room when I first walked in. She looked to be about the same age as me, a few inches shorter than me, and with a with a seductive body. Definitely the drop dead gorgeous type. The type I was usually jealous of or intimated by. 

Dressed in a low-cut tight dress and a pair of high heeled shoes, she looked ® like a model; not someone I would have expected to find in a gay bar. As I was facing the bar, looking at her in the mirror, she approached me, and openly studied me from head to toe. She couldn't take her eyes off of me. She suddenly stopped next to me and ordered a screaming orgasm from the bartender. As she waited for her drink, she turned to me and asked, "Are you new here?"

I lowered my stare and timidly said "yes". The next thing I knew, I looked down at my watch and we had been talking for over fifteen minutes.

I was anxiously waiting for her to make the first move, since I was too nervous to try. From our conversation, I knew her name was Amanda, and that she was a nurse working in one of the area hospitals. That was really all I knew about this gorgeous woman, besides the fact that she was very interested in me. Still it wasn't enough, I wanted to know more. When she made her move, it was direct and to the point. All she said was "Let's go to my place." I was caught off guard by the idea but accepted her offer without hesitation. 

As we left the bar and headed to our cars, she told me to follow her. I followed her yellow Mustang through the city streets, wondering if I should turn around, but I couldn't. The half dozen drinks had made tonight's rendezvous inevitable. Tonight I would find out what I needed to know about myself. We made it to her house after driving for about 25 minutes. It was in a nearby town and was the only house that I had seen in miles. 

There was no going back now. We arrived at her house and she walked beside me to the front door. Tonight certainly wasn't what I had planned, in fact it seemed to have turned out so much better. I just hoped she wouldn't take too long to make her move once we got inside. We sat in her living room, just talking for about half an hour. I had been expecting something to happen by now. Then suddenly, I felt momentary panic as she left her chair and sat next to me on the couch. Then she leaned over and kissed me ever so gently on the lips. Her kiss was warm and moist and sent shivers of desire through my body. There was no more thinking after a kiss like that. I no longer felt apprehensive about my feelings towards Amanda.

I was ignited with desire for her body, and for her pussy and she must have sensed it because she peeled off every stitch of clothing she had on. I could smell her womanly scent and it made me hot. The sight of that tight little pussy glistening with wetness made me nervous again and I told her that this was my first time with a woman and to please be careful. Hearing this, she said nothing and carefully removed all my clothing. Here we both were now, standing naked. Abruptly she dropped to her knees and got in between my thighs. She began slowly and seductively licking the folds of my clit. They had never been licked like that before. The touch of a woman's tongue was so amazing. She brought me close to orgasm but didn't let me cum. Then she took my hand, walked me into her bedroom and told me to lie down. I happily obliged. Once there, she slowly slid her fingers into my wet, juicy, pussy then she pulled them out and licked them. 

She then forced them back in again and began finger fucking me. I couldn't get enough. It was obvious that she knew what she was doing. She was so fucking good. I told her how the fragrance of her pussy was driving me crazy, and how I wanted to taste her. I switched places with her and got on top, burying my face right into her wet, eager hole. As her hands slowly explored the curves of my body, I felt her quiver as I licked her firmly with my tongue. She tasted so good, next I shoved two of my fingers deep into her swollen pussy, then pulled them out and placed them in her mouth to let her taste her own wetness. She seemed to enjoy my natural aggressiveness but her experience took over. She wanted to fuck me. She then lay right on top of me and began rubbing her pussy against mine. It was too intense. Within minutes, we both started moaning and suddenly I felt her juice flowing down my inner thighs. The warmth of her orgasm was all I could take and within a matter of seconds I started to orgasm too! We were both frantically grinding. No one had ever made me cum like that. We were so exhausted that we stayed in that position and fell asleep.

When I woke up the next morning, she had already showered and was in the kitchen brewing coffee for us. Smelling the aroma, I went out to the kitchen and told her I had to leave. I had some thinking to do because my mind was in confusion over guilt and pleasure because of the night's events. She said she understood, gave me her phone number and invited me to a party next weekend, saying I should be there. I said okay and left, knowing that nothing would keep me from THAT party! 

All my doubts about myself had been answered, but now I needed to know how this would affect the rest of my life. The only thing I was sure about was that I wanted more. My pussy was dripping with cum and pleasantly pulsating from our rendezvous. I knew I would need a few days to recover from all the sex I just had. Yet, I wanted more, even though I couldn't have handled it. I left there without telling her whether I would go to the party or not, but she already knew the answer.

Amanda and I



I first saw her at the pool the week after high school graduation. Two of my friends and I were there just to hang out, swim a little, and basically check out the guys. The three of us walked past the lounge chair where she was sitting and reading. I think I was the only one who noticed her, so after we were safely past I asked who she was. Nobody knew, and since it's a pretty small town we just assumed she was visiting. My friends didn't seem interested at all, but there was something about her that caught my eye. I decided to cruise past again when I was alone.

About a half hour later, after another short swim, we were all laying on our towels, getting some sun but mostly being bored. I got up, said I'd be back, and casually walked around the pool to where she was sitting. I stopped in front of her lounge chair and pretended to be scanning the pool for someone. When I turned away from the pool I saw that she was looking at me.

I said "Hi," kind of shyly. She smiled but didn't say anythiing. So I asked if she was visiting. 

"Nope, I just moved here," she said. "I'm Amanda."

"I'm Nicky," I replied.

"Is that short for Nicole?"

"Yeah, that's what everybody calls me though".

"Well then, hello Nicole." 

She stood up, reached out and - to my surprise - shook my hand. I think I blushed a little bit.

"Those your friends?" she asked, nodding across the pool. "I saw you guys walk by before."

"Yeah, we just graduated, all going off to college in the Fall; we've been friends since kindergarten. I can't believe we're 18 and still friends! How about you? Do you go to school?"

"Cool. Yeah, going into my Junior year in college, right here in town. My parents just got hired there as professors so I'm transferring."

By this time I knew my friends would be looking at me and wondering what was up. But I didn't want to leave. 

"Well, nice to meet you Nicole. I'm sure I'll see you around." She gave me a warm smile and sat back down, so I pretty much had to walk away.

"Bye Amanda," I said as I walked back around to my friends. I told them about the conversation. I left out one part, though. I realized as I was talking to them that I blushed because I had a sudden intense feeling. I really wanted to be with Amanda more than with my friends or even any of the cute guys.

That night in bed, I replayed the whole scene in my mind, and I felt as if I blushed all over again. I'd had a couple of boyfriends, but I couldn't remember ever feeling the same attraction that I felt for Amanda. I so wanted to see her again.

The next afternoon I went back to the pool, this time alone. My friends both had part-time jobs and had to work. I walked in and there she was, sitting in the same chair, reading. As I stood there wondering what to do, she looked up, saw me, and waved. So I went over to her chair and said an embarassed "Hi."

"Hi Nicole. I was hoping you'd be here. No friends today?"

"No, they're working. I thought I'd just come alone."

"I'm glad you did." She flashed that warm smile and pointed to an empty chair next to her. "Have a seat." 

I did just that, and we talked about college for a while. When I had smeared sunscreen everywhere, Amanda asked if I wanted to go for a swim. Of course I said yes. 

She stood up, kicked off her flip-flops, and pulled her shirt off over her head. She had brown eyes, short dirty blond hair, long legs, and was wearing a bright blue two-piece bathing suit. The top was cut very low and I could see that she had full breasts, not overly big, just beautiful. I tried not to stare, but I couldn't believe how gorgeous she was. I also had on a two-piece, white with pink polka dots, but it was a little bit more modest than hers.

We walked over to the pool and tested the water, then she grabbed my hand and we jumped in together, laughing at how cold it was as we came up for air. We swam out to the middle, which was pretty empty at this time of day. Swim lessons were over and the afternoon crowd had only started drifting in. So we just hung out in the pool and talked. Since her parents had a lot of prep work to do for the fall, she was pretty much on her own for the summer. She didn't seem to mind that at all.

As we floated side by side, just enjoying the sun and the water, she reached out and took my hand. I felt a rush of excitement but didn't say a word. She said "You're very pretty you know."

"Really? Thanks. But I think you're beautiful!" 

She squeezed my hand. "Let's get out."

Back at the chairs, as we dried off, she asked if I had a boyfriend.

"No. I did, but nothing serious. He turned out to be sort of a jerk. That's over, thankfully," I laughed. 

"Good," she said and smiled at me. "I don't either and I'm not looking to find one."

A little while later I said that I should probably leave to check on my little brother, who was home alone. It turned out that I'd walk right past her street on the way, so she suggested we leave together. I was thrilled. I was more than thrilled; I was excited at the prospect of walking home with her.

She asked about college plans and my friends. It was just so easy to talk to her. When we got to her street, she said, "OK, I'm right down there, third house on the left." As I started to say goodbye, she asked if I would call her later, and we exchanged phone numbers. I assured her that I would. She reached out to shake hands, and I put my hand in hers, feeling a bit awkward. We stood there looking at each other for a few seconds, and I started to blush. Then she let go of my hand and turned to walk away.

She paused and turned back. "Ever kissed a girl, Nicole?" 

"Um, no, nope." I said, surprising myself at how calmly I had answered. I smiled nervously. 

She winked, gave me a big smile, and turned down her street. 

Later that night, after my parents went to bed, I called her from my room. She picked up right away and said , "Hey Nicole, I was hoping you'd call. What's up?"

"Not much. Just getting ready for bed. How about you?"

"Same here." There was a pause, then she asked, "So, were you surprised by my question today? Hope you're not mad."

I laughed a bit. "Yeah, it did surprise me I guess. But I didn't mind it at all, really."

"That's good. How do feel about it?"

It was my turn to pause. "Well...to tell the truth, I'm kind of excited about it. But not just any girl of course." I'm sure she could tell how nervous I was talking about it. 

"Ha ha, of course not! It should be someone you're attracted to. Like, I don't know, maybe,... me?"

Another pause. I forced myself to say what I thought: "Yes." Another pause, then I blurted out, "That's pretty much all I've thought about since this afternoon." I couldn't believe I said that but it was true. My heart was racing.

"Good. Me too. Got any free time tomorrow?"

We talked about schedules, like babysitting and parent stuff, and agreed that we could meet later in the afternoon at her house. I said I was looking forward to it.

""So am I," she said. "I'll think about you tonight in bed."

I could just imagine that smile. "Me too. See you tomorrow."

How could I go to sleep after that? I was in bed, wearing a tank top and PJ shorts, lying on my back, thinking about Amanda and our conversation. I was scared but more excited. I started to imagine being with her, having her arms around me as we kissed. I could feel my nipples hardening and that warm tingling feeling between my legs. Just kissing her sounded so innocent, but I know we were both thinking about more than that. At least I was, and I'm pretty sure she was too. I thought about her breasts under that bikini top and imagined unhooking it and slipping it off. My hands were under my tank top feeling my nipples, holding both breasts in my palms. They were smaller than hers, but not bad at all...at least I didn't think so. I reached down, slid off my shorts, and rubbed my right hand over my pussy. I was so excited that I could feel myself getting wet. I pretended it was Amanda's hand that was sliding up and down, her fingers rubbing my clit and sliding into my cunt. I felt like I never had before, and realized I was moaning softly. I slipped off the tank top and lay there naked. I couldn't stop now, as I spread my legs open, closed my eyes, and massaged my clit. I had masturbated before of course, and even though we didn't talk about it, I was sure my friends had too. But this was different. It took no effort at all, just a few strokes and I could feel the orgasm coming over me in a wave. I couldn't have stopped even if I wanted to. All I could picture was kissing Amanda while she played with my pussy. I was wet and getting more excited by the second, so I tried to force myself to be quiet as I came hard, wave after wave rushing over me. 

I lay there, sweating, relieved, incredibly content. I hoped my parents hadn't heard, but at the same time all I could think about was Amanda, kissing her and then...who knows? 

She called me late the next morning, while I was watching my brother and one of his friends. 

"Hi," I said, "I was hoping you'd call."

"So how are you doing? Want to come over? Will 3 o'clock work for you?"

'Yes, that's perfect."

"Great. What did you do after we talked last night?"

"Well, um, you know...nothing much. Went to bed."

I didn't know what to say, but in a way I was hoping that she knew.

"Yeah, me too. Did you think about me at all?"

"Of course I did. I couldn't stop," I said with a nervous laugh.

"I thought about you too. A lot, if you know what I mean."

"I'm pretty sure I know," I said, smiling nervously to myself.

"Right. Can't wait to see you."

"Me too. Bye Amanda."

After my brother and his friend left for baseball practice, I took a long shower. I was thinking of Amanda all the time that I was naked, soaping and rinsing my body. I wasn't sure what would happen but I knew it would be a new experience. I couldn't wait.

I put on a pair of black bikini panties, a soft lacy pink bra, a white tank top and short denim jeans. I thought I looked pretty nice. I even used a little lip gloss and checked myself out in the mirror. The pink of the bra showed through the white shirt. Looked hot, and I'm sure my mother would have made me change my shirt. Then I headed out the door. 

As I turned down her street I worried that maybe I had this all wrong and that she wasn't really interested in me. I was getting nervous. As I walked up to her house and knocked, wondering what I'd say if her mom or dad answered, I took a few deep breaths. But the door swung open and there she was: a big smile, a "Hey, glad you made it" greeting, and a wave inside. I stepped in and saw that she was wearing a long loose white t-shirt. I couldn't tell if she had shorts on under it, but as soon as she closed the door and turned to me I could see that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her nipples rubbed aginst her shirt. She noticed me staring and smiled, "Yeah, I'm a little casual at home." Then, before I could move further into the room, she took both my hands in hers, pressed me back up against the door, and kissed me on the lips. Very gently at first, then more firmly. Our mouths both opened and her tongue found mine. I was almost dizzy as we kissed, but it was a wonderful feeling. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and pressed my body against hers. I could feel her nipples moving over mine. Then she slowly let my hands go and stepped back a few inches. "So how was that?" she asked. But before I could say anything, she put her hands on the sides of my face, leaned towards me and kissed me again, this time very gently, looking into my eyes as she did. I put my arms around her and pulled her closer.

"That was, ummm, it was...amazing!" I whispered. "Even better than I had imagined."

"Come on in and sit," she said, as she plopped down on the couch and patted the space next to her. I could see that she didn't have shorts on after all, just something pink. I sat next to her and she put her arm around my shoulder. It was exciting to feel her hand on my bare skin.

"So tell me, what were you thinking about in bed last night? Kissing?"

"Well, yeah, that." I paused, not knowing how much to say. 

"And more?"

"Yes," I said, looking shyly down at the floor.

"Me too!" she laughed. "It's OK, really." She had her right hand on my knee and slid it up to my shorts, then down agin. "Great legs," she whispered. Then she took my hand and slid it up under her shirt until my palm covered her right breast. She let my hand go and leaned her head back as I fondled her breasts. Her nipples were hard. I couldn't believe I was doing this but it felt so good. Her breasts were so soft and round. I could feel my nipples stirring and my pussy getting wet. After a minute or two she stood up, looked at me and pulled the shirt off over her head. She was standing in front of me, naked except for a pink thong. She knealt on the couch, one knee on each side of me, and leaned towards me. Her breasts were right in front of me and she pulled my head forward until my face was between them. They were bigger than mine, with perfect nipples. She turned a bit and slid one into my mouth. I licked her nipples and sucked her breasts as she put her head back and moaned. "Oh my God, that feels so good." My hands moved up to hold her breasts. I couldn't believe this was actually happening. The feel of her soft, smooth breasts in my mouth was wonderful; I could have stayed there all day. I moved my hands to her back and slid them up and down slowly. Then lower, feeling the smooth curve of her ass. She pulled slightly back, bent down and kissed me, then whispered, "Let's go up to the bedroom." I didn't say anything, just nodded, since I wanted her more than I could have imagined.

As she stood up she took my hand and pulled me up after her, then turned, still holding my hand, and started up the stairs. I was just behind her, holding her hand, and all I could do was look at her smooth back and her beautiful ass in that thong. My heart was racing. I couldn't wait to get it off.

Her bedroom window was open, sunlight and a breeze coming in, and the blankets pulled back. Inside the room, she turned to me and unfastened my shorts, then pulled my shirt up over my head. "Very nice," she said slowly as she smiled and ran her hands over my bra, making my nipples tingle. I just stood still while she reached behind my back, unhooked the bra, and slid it off onto the floor. It was the first time I had ever been this close to naked with someone else. She felt my breasts, playing with my hard nipples, looked me in the eye, and kissed me softly. Then she pulled my shorts down and I stepped out of them. We were almost naked and I could feel my panties getting wet. She took my hand again, pulled me onto the bed next to her, and started to suck on my breasts. As she did, she slid one hand down between my legs and slowly rubbed my pussy through the wet panties. 

"Is this what you thought about?" she asked, whispering in my ear. 

"Oh yes," I gasped. I couldn't imagine being more excited.

She slid her hand inside my panties and over my pussy. Then she slipped her fingers inside me, slowly moving in and out, as I just kept getting more excited. She licked her fingers, then slid them back in and out of my cunt and put them into my mouth. I could smell and taste myself.

"How does that taste?" she asked.

"Mmm...great." 

She stood up and slipped off her thong, then lay back next to me and moved my hand between her legs. She was warm and wet, and almost completely shaved, with just a patch of short hair. I leaned up on one elbow and played with her pussy, sliding my fingers inside and then rubbing her clit. She closed her eyes and whispered, "Oh Nicole that feels so good. Don't stop." I leaned over and kissed her as my fingers moved inside her warm wet cunt, first one finger then two. I didn't want to stop of course, and I was thinking about watching her have an orgasm, when she moved my hand away, reached over and pulled my panties down to my ankles. I kicked them off and was totally naked. For some reason I wasn't even embarassed. 

She got on her knees next to me, leaned over and kissed me, them whispered, "Want me to lick you? Want my tongue inside your cunt?"

"Yes, please do it," I whispered back, and she moved down between my legs, spread them open and started to lick me...first the insides of my thighs, then slowly moving up to my pussy. She spread my lips and touched my clit with her tongue, then licked and sucked all over my pussy. When I almost couldn't stand it any longer, she slid her tongue in and out of my cunt. Then she moved her tongue back to my clit as she pushed two fingers inside me.

"Oh God, I think I'm gonna come! Oooh!" 

She kept licking and sucking, while she fucked me with her fingers, and in only a few seconds I had the most amazing orgasm of my life. "Aaaah! Aaaah! Uhhhh!" I couldn't keep quiet but she didn't mind. She kept licking until I was done, then slid up and kissed me, so I could taste myself. I put my arms around her and held her tight, breathing heavily.

"Oh my God that was incredible," I whispered in her ear. Then she rolled onto her back and spread her legs. I knew what she wanted, and I wanted the same thing. I slid between her legs and massaged her clit, then, for the first time in my life, my tongue touched a pussy and I licked her while she held my head in her hands and moaned. It smelled and tasted wonderful and I didn't think I could ever stop. I slid my tongue in and out of her cunt, then went back to her clit, licking and sucking. It tasted sweet and wonderful. I started to fuck her with my fingers while I kept sucking on her clit. I could feel her moving beneath me as she took my head in her hands and pushed her pussy against me lips.

"Fuck me with your tongue," she begged, and I started to thrust my tongue in and out of her cunt again. I loved the feeling of being inside her.

"Dont stop, I'm almost there. Oooh God!" I could feel the orgasm start to flow over her as she almost screamed. Her hips thrust forward again and again and I didn't stop until she pulled me up on top of her and kissed me again. We could taste each other's pussy on our tongues. We lay there naked, in heaven, fondling each other's breasts. My life had changed forever and I was happier than I had ever been. 

After a minute, she put her arm under my neck and pulled me close. "Glad you came over today? I am."

"You have no idea how glad. I never expected this...the way I feel now."

"I know. It's great, isn't it? What was your very favorite part? Now don't be shy."

I though for a few seconds. "So many. The first kiss was amazing, everything really. If I had to pick one though, it would be licking you until you came. Is that crazy?"

"Not at all!", she laughed. "I loved it all too, of course, but my favorite was watching you come while I licked your clit. Your head was back, eyes closed, mouth open, and you were breathing so hard. It was awesome!"

We smiled at each other and kissed again, softly at first, then tongues together.

Then Amanda got up on her hands and knees, facing my pussy, and swung one leg over me. She bent her face down and began kissing my stomach, then licking it, just above my pussy. I could already feel myself getting hot with the thought that she would eat me again. And right above my face, only inches away, was her beautiful wet cunt. I could feel her moving down to lick my clit, so I pulled her hips lower and began to push my tongue inside her and lick her all over. She moaned and spread her legs wider, lowering herself onto my face. My hands were on her cheeks and I pushed them apart to see her perfect asshole only a couple of inches from my face. For the first time in my life I wondered what it would be like to lick an asshole. I never imagined it would look as smooth and beautiful as hers did. But I wasn't sure she would want me to do it, so first I wet the fingers of my right hand and slowly rubbed them over her asshole.




Amanda and I



"Oh yes," she moaned softly. 

I pulled her still lower and licked all around it with my tongue, than ran my tongue over it, up and down, as she moaned. She put her hands under my thighs and lifted me towards her so she could do the same to me. I could feel her tongue licking my asshole as I licked hers. I moaned softly. It was an amazing feeling. Then I could feel her finger sliding slowly into my asshole as she moved her mouth back to my cunt. She pushed her finger slowly in and out as she sucked on my clit. I was so wet and hot that I could feel myself pushing against her mouth and her finger as another wave of pleasure rolled over me. I shuddered as I kept licking her asshole while I came again. She turned around and knealt over me with her cunt in my face. I licked and sucked her until she came again, and we lay down side by side breathing heavily.

"Nicole?"

"Yes?"

I hope that was all OK with you...you didn't mind any of it? Like my finger in your asshole?"

"Oh my God, no, it was wonderful, every bit of it." 

I was afaid to break the spell, but then I just had to ask: "Amanda? Will we do this again?"

She leaned over, looked me in the eye and kissed me. "Are you crazy? Of course! As long as you want to."

That was the beginning of the best summer of my life.



Amanda and I Ch. 02



The first installment of "Amanda and I" introduced Nicky, a recent 18 year-old high school graduate, and Amanda, a newcomer to town and two years older than Nicky. They meet at the swimming pool and quickly develop a strong mutual attraction that, much to Nicky's surprise, triggers an intense sexual encounter - Nicky's first with another girl.

If you haven't read the original story, It might be helpful to do so in order to better understand and appreciate Part 2, which begins the following day. This story is quite a bit longer, with additional chaacters, but still with a focus on Amanda, Nicky (Nicole), and their relationship. I hope you enjoy it.

Comments are welcome, especially from women, since I would like to be as realistic as possible in describing the reactions - both emotional and sexual - of the girls involved.Thanks in advance for reading it and for your comments.



I could still taste her when I woke up the next morning: her soft lips brushing over mine, the sensation of her tongue plunging deep into my mouth, the incredible sweetness of her pussy. It seemed like an amazing dream, but I knew it had happened, and that I would never forget it. My right hand slid down inside my pajama shorts and felt the dampness between my legs. My nipples hardened as I thought back to yesterday and I began to slowly stroke my pussy, wanting so much to be with Amanda.

"Nicky! Nicky! Time to get up, girl! Don't forget you start the new job at 9:00."

Oh, my God. It was my mother calling down the hall, just as I was imagining Amanda's tongue on my clit. Damn, but I had to get up and go to work. The convenience store in town had hired me for three days a week, which was good of course because I needed the money for college, but it sucked too, now that there was Amanda. I had no choice, though, so I reluctantly slid my hand out of my shorts, got out of bed and headed for the shower. I knew Amanda would be mostly free that day, so I'd try to text her as soon as I had a break. 

When I got to work, I was able to jump right in and stock the shelves, since I had worked there part-time over spring break and I pretty much knew what to do. I kept looking at the clock, wishing I could take a short break, but it just dragged...until finally, about 11:30, Mr. Russo, the manager, said I should take an early lunch because we'd be getting a big shipment later and we'd have a lot of unloading and stocking to do. I was more than ready, so I grabbed my lunch bag and walked the block to the park. As soon as I found an empty bench, I texted Amanda and she called me right way.

"Hey," I said, "I am sooo glad to hear your voice. How are you doing?"

"Could be better," she said.

"Oh, no! Is somethinhg wrong? Are you OK?"

She chuckled and said, "I'm fine. It's just that it would be better if I were in bed with you!" 

"Oh, you had me worried," I said quickly. "I feel the same way but I was afraid that maybe you wouldn't."

"Why in the world wouldn't I?" she asked. "Yesterday was maybe the best day of my life, and all I've done since than is think about you...if you know what I mean."

"Um, yeah, I think I know. That's all I've thought about too, I'm just glad to hear you say it. I started to play with myself in bed this morning, thinking of you, when my mother called me for work. What a bummer!" 

"Well nobody called me for work, so I was lucky enough to not get interrupted," she laughed. "Any chance we can get together after work?"

"Maybe just for a little while," I said sadly, "I have to go to a dinner at my Mom's friend's house. Incredibly boring, but I think she's insisting because their son is home from college and they figure he needs someone to hang out with. Actually, I think they're trying to fix us up."

There was a pause, then Amanda asked, "So, are you interested in him? None of my business, I know, but..."

"Are you serious?" I exclaimed. "He's nice enough I guess, but I realized yesterday that there's only one person I have any interest in. And you know exactly who that is."

"I hope so," Amanda said, "because that's how I feel about you. This has never really happened to me before. You're all I think about."

We talked a few more minutes and agreed to meet in the park as soon as I got out of work, about 5 o'clock.

The afternoon didn't drag as much as I feared it would because we were so busy. I said goodnight to Mr. Russo, who thanked me for doing such a good job, and walked over to the park. I was wearing jean shorts and a red t-shirt, official uniform at the store. As soon as I turned the corner into the park, I stopped in my tracks. There was Amanda, sitting on the same bench where I'd had lunch. She was wearing a light blue sundress and sandals, and she looked incredibly gorgeous.

As soon as she saw me, she stood up and started walking towards me, her dress swaying, a huge smile on her face. Suddenly I almost froze. I wanted to run up and hold her in my arms, kiss her beautiful lips, and tell her how much I loved her. But we both knew better in a public place, so we stopped short of that, said hi, and walked side by side towards the pond at the back of the park. When we were sure nobody could hear us, we each started to talk at the same time, then almost collapsed with laughter.

"I almost ran up and kissed you!" I said quietly. "That could have been awkward if anyone saw us."

"Ha, that's what I wanted to do too, but I figured it wasn't the most discreet idea."

We looked around and didn't see anyone nearby. Amanda took my hand in hers, leaned towards me and kissed me gently on the lips. I sighed and said "You look beautiful. I wish we could go somewhere private." 

"So do I," she said softly. If tonight can't work, how about tomorrow? Maybe we can find someplace to go. You know, someplace private."

I had to work again, but suggested we plan on getting together, and we should both try to figure something out between now and then. We walked and talked for a little while longer, fighting the urge we each had to embrace and kiss no matter who saw us. When it was time for me to head home, I got up the courage to ask the question that had been on my mind all day.

"Amanda, I don't quite know how to ask this, but here goes: what if somebody finds out about us? What would we say? My parents, I don't know...and my friends?"

"I know," Amanda said. "I've been thinking the same thing. Maybe we can just say we're friends and see what happens. But in the meantime, just to be clear: we are NOT just friends. OK Nicole? Got it?" she said with a huge smile.

"I get it! Believe me, I get it! We're lovers, and that's the way I want it to be. We can deal with all that other stuff whenever we have to."

She held my hand for a minute as we started to go our separate ways, and just as I was turning to leave she smiled and whspered, "Nicole, I love you."

My heart almost burst as tears came to my eyes. I just nodded and said "Me too."

So I went to dinner with my Mom and Dad and brother at my Mom's friend's house. it was fine, good food, small talk about getting ready for college, and it turns out that her son Jeff was actually pretty cool and easy going. If this had happened a week earlier, I would have been interested in seeing him again. But that now seemed like ancient history.

I texted Amanda when I got into bed, and asked it it was OK to call. She said it was, that she was in her room and her parents were downstairs watching some news show. She picked up right away.

"I miss you," I said. "I don't want to be here all alone."

"Oh Nicole," she said quietly, "if only you could be here now. But here's some good news. My parents were invited to dinner at the college President's house tomorrow, so I'll be here all alone. Unless maybe...?"

"That's great!" I'll tell my parents that I'm meeting someone for pizza and a movie, so we should have the whole evening. Of course my Mom will ask who, so I'll tell them about you, OK?"

"Sure, but I bet you'll leave a few details out," she said, as I could imagine her smile.

"Dont worry about that. I'll keep it simple."

We talked a bit more then said good night, each whispering "I love you" as we hung up. 

The next morning at breakfast, I told my Mom that I was going to hang out after work, and maybe go to a movie, with this new girl I met at the pool. Of course she asked a few questions, so I told her about Amanda moving into town, about her parents starting to teach at the local college, and that she didn't know anyone else in town. My Mom thought it was nice of me, as if I were doing Amanda some sort of favor. If she had any idea! The only slight hitch was that she asked if my two best friends, Sara and Jess, were going along too. So I lied a bit and said they were busy tonight.

Amanda and I talked at lunch and agreed that we'd meet at Rocco's, the local Pizza joint at 6, just so it would seem all innocent, then go back to her house if we could. I couldn't wait and was getting flushed just thinking about being with her again.

I went home after work and took a shower, thinking of Amanda's body while massaging my pussy. I could have had an orgasm right there, but decided to save it for later. I shaved my legs and underarms, hoping that we really would have a chance to get naked later. I put on a pair of black bikini panties, the same lacy bra I had worn to her house before, a blue and white striped tank top, and a pair of navy short shorts. I slipped into sandals and checked myself out in the mirror, hoping Amanda would approve. Then I added some lip gloss and decided I was as ready as I was going to be. 

It was about 5:45, so I texted her and suggested we meet at the end of her street and walk into town together, instead of meeting at Rocco's.

I left the house a minute later and walked towards her street, my heart beating almost as fast as the first time I had gone there. I couldn't believe it had only been two days; it seemed like a lifetime ago, so much had changed. I sort of wandered slowly, so I wouldn't get there too early and have to stand around...just in case someone I knew came by and asked what I was doing.

As I approached her street corner, she popped into view. I couldn't help myself and I flashed a big grin. She looked fantastic, wearing a short white skirt and a lime green tank top. Her long legs were so tanned, her shor hair was pulled back on one side, and she wore pale red lipstick. She looked like a fashion model on the runway, but not showing off, just naturally beautiful. 

"Hey!" she called as she saw me. As we got closer she said "You look gorgeous."

"Oh my God, you are so sweet. I'd love to look as beautiful as you do."

We crossed the main street and headed into town. Her parents would be going out in about an hour, so it looked like everything would work out. She had told them a little about me, and how we met at the pool. They were glad that she had a new friend. We both smiled at that. Friend.

We got to Rocco's, found a table near the back and ordered pizza and cokes. There were a few other people in there, but nobody I knew all that well, so I just nodded at a couple of them as they walked by. We ate and talked, mostly about college and family stuff, just in case anyone happened to overhear. All the time, though, I was staring at her and imagining being naked with her, kissing her, giving her pleasure. She had the most beautiful smile, and once when nobody was around she reached across and held my hand. I could feel the tingling sensation flow all through my body, as I blushed and felt myself getting damp. I squeezed her hand and she silently mouthed the words "I love you" just before our waitress came by to check on us. I was pretty sure she hadn't noticed our hands touching, but I almost didn't care. 

After we'd finished and paid - well actually Amanda insisted on paying, over my objections - we walked out, and just wandered toward the park. In a little while, Amanda checked her phone and said her Mom had texted that they were on their way out and would see her later. And to have a good time. We looked at each other and started giggling like middle schoolers. A good time was exactly what we were going to have.

We walked to Amanda's house side by side, with each of us touching the other's hand from time to time, but afraid actually hold hands in public...as much as I wanted to. The car was gone, so we went inside and closed the front door. She hollered for her Mom just in case, but there was no reply and we knew we were alone. She turned to me and said, "All clear," and gave me a big smile. I moved toward her, put my hands on her cheeks and kissed her softly. Our mouths opened and our tongues met, then began to explore inside each other's mouth. Amanda put her arms around my waist, as I reached around her shoulders to pull her closer. I felt her hands slide down to my ass, one sqeezing each cheek.

We broke off our kiss and I looked into her eyes, saying softly "This is all I've thought about for the last two days. I want you so badly."

"No more than I want you," she whispered, then taking my hand in hers, she moved it inside her skirt and onto the crotch of her panties. I could feel the dampness as she said, "I've been wet since we left Rocco's, just thinking about you touching me there."

I slowly ran my hand up and down her pussy, feeling the lips through her panties. She moaned softly and kissed me again, then began to lick and kiss my neck, pushing my hair out of the way. I could feel my nipples getting harder and my pussy starting to tingle.

Amanda stepped back and looked me in the eye. "I want every bit of you. Right now."

She took my hand and led me up the stairs to her room. When we had first come in the door, I had been a little worried about her parents coming in unexpectedly. But that thought was out of my mind now. All I could think about was Amanda, and making love to her. We went into her room and she closed the door. It was still light outside, the sun streaming in her window.

The first time we had been together, I was shy and uncertain, so Amanda had taken the lead. This time there was no uncertainty at all; I knew exactly what I wanted. I pulled her tank top up over her head and dropped it on the floor, revealing a skimpy bra that showed off her perfect breasts. I unhooked the front clasp and slid it off her shoulders. She stood there and smiled as I ran my hands over her breasts, then took them in my mouth, one by one, licking and sucking her nipples. 

"Oh God," she said, as she held my hair back so she could see every movement of my mouth. "Nicole, that feels wonderful...don't stop, please."

I kept my mouth working on her breasts as I unbuttoned her skirt and let it drop to the floor. She stepped out of it and kicked it away. I slowly dropped to my knees, my hands sliding down her stomach and reaching around to her ass, as my face came to rest in front of her pussy. I leaned forward, inhaling the aroma of sex as I buried my mouth in her wet panties. Her hands were on the back of my head, pulling me closer as she moaned softly and began breathing harder. I pulled my head slightly back and looked up at her face while I slipped her panties down and off. 

"Amanda," I said, "I want to lick your pussy. I want to bury my tongue in your cunt and make you cum all over my face."

"Yes, please, please...," she whispered. I pulled her over to the bed, pushed her onto her back, and crawled up between her legs. Her knees were bent, her legs spread open. I looked in her eyes and saw how excited she was. I began to lick the inside of her thighs, then up and down her slit. My tongue slid slowly up and down, tasting every inch or her, until I began to swirl it around her clit as my hand fondled her mound under the small patch of closely cropped hair. I could feel her getting tense as she held my head in her hands. Her breathing grew quicker and more shallow as I sucked her clit into my mouth.

"Oooh, oooh, yes," she moaned, her hips beginning to thrust forward as I felt her muscles tensing. I loved the taste of her pussy on my tongue as I began to thrust it into her cunt. "Yes, yes, fuck me with your tongue!" she cried as I sank it deeper into her soft wetness. I wanted to bury myself in her cunt, pushing my tongue in as deep as possible, then slowly licking my way out, only to thrust it in again. Over and over, fucking her with my tongue, she pulled my face closer and thrust her hips up and forward. I slid my hands under her ass and pulled her into me even closer as she began to quiver with the spasms of an orgasm. Her muscles were tensed as she almost screamed. 

"I'm coming! I'm Coming! Fuck me! Aaaah, aaah, yes!"

I felt her juices flow into my mouth and over my face as I shoved my tongue as far into her as it would go, holding it there while she pulled me in even tighter as wave after wave of spasm overtook her body. 

Finally, I could feel the tension begin to ease. Her breathing began to slow as her grip loosened and her hands fell to her sides. I kept my face pressed against her pussy, sliding my tongue out and licking her all over, tasting her sweet juices. Finally I picked up my head and looked at her face. She was flushed and sweating, smiling at me, her breathing now almost back to normal.

"Oh God, Nicole, I can't tell you what that was like...it was just amazing, beyond amazing, I don't know...."

I smiled back, got on my hands and knees and straddled her body, kissing her deeply. Our tongues played with each other as we shared her taste. She licked my face to get as much as she could, then kissed me again.

"I'm so glad," I said. "It was what I wanted so badly. I could stay there forever and be happy."  

I lay down beside her on the bed, her head cradled in my arm, running my other hand over her breasts, down her gorgeous body to her pussy, and back up again.

We looked at each other and smiled. I told her again that I loved her.

Then she propped herself up on one elbow, looked very serious, and said, "There is one thing though."

I started to panic. "What? What's wrong?"

She flashed that beautiful smile of hers, kissed me softly, and said "You still have your clothes on, you idiot!"

I fell back and laughed, so relieved. "Oh my God, you had me scared!"

She laughed and said, "So how about if you strip for me while I watch? Then, who knows, maybe something else will happen." Another smile.

"Great idea," I said, as I extracted my arm and stepped off the bed. "Whatever you say!"

She propped herself up on two pillows to get a more comfortable view.

"Okay, so first, how about slipping that tank top off and showing me your bra."

I did as she asked, dropping the tank top on the floor.

"Nice, very nice. Now come over here so I can unbutton those shorts. I stood by the bed as she unbuttoned and unzipped the shorts, letting her hand touch my panties as she did. Her touch made me even hotter, and I knew my panties were wet by now. Then I stepped back, slid the shorts down and stepped out of them.

"Now turn around so I can see that great ass of yours."

I didn't think I had a great ass, not compared to hers, but I did what she asked. She signalled for me to move closer to the bed. She ran her hand over my ass through the panties, then reached up and unhooked my bra.

"Now turn around and let me see."

I wasn't the slightest bit shy this time, as I turned to let her see my breasts. My nipples were already hard, and I could see that she had one hand between her legs, slowly rubbing her pussy.

"Nicole," she said, "I don't think you have any idea how hot you are. Now take those cute panties off and get in bed with me."

Seconds later we were intertwined in the bed, our mouths locked together, tongues playing. She had me get on my knees and straddle her. My pussy was wet, my nipples hard. She pulled me towards her and began to suck on my breasts. I could already feel the beginnings of an orgasm and she hadn't even touched my pussy.




Amanda and I Ch. 02



"Now slide up here so I can lick you."

I was now straddling her head as she began to lick all around my crotch, then slid her tongue between my lips and touched my clit. Her tongue played with it, moving in circles as I felt the early tremors of an orgasm begin flowing over my body. My head was back, eyes closed, as I felt her tongue getting me closer and closer.

Seconds later, she moved her tongue down and shoved it into my cunt. I almost exploded while she pulled my hips close and licked inside me. Just as I felt that I couldn't hold it off any longer, she withdrew her tongue and told me to turn around. At that point I would have done anything she asked, so I turned and faced her pussy. She pulled my hips closer to her face and slid a wet finger across my asshole. I gasped and spread my knees farther apart. She pulled me lower and her tongue began to move around my asshole as she thrust two fingers inside my cunt. As she licked my asshole and fingered my cunt, the first spasms of the orgasm began to hit. My hips were moving against her tongue and fingers, faster and faster, as I completely lost control.

"Aaaaah! Aaaaah! Uuuuuh! Fuck! Fuck!" I cried out, as an impossibly big wave of pleasure swept over my body, then another and another until I slumped forward, my face on her pussy, my breathing heavy, the sweat dripping from my face.

We just lay there for a minute, neither of us saying anything. I felt like I was in heaven.

I slowly got up on my knees, turned around and lay down on top of Amanda, kissing her gently and whispering, "I love you so much. You're incredible and I never want to be anywhere but here with you. That was almost too much to believe." Then I rolled onto the bed beside her, our hands lightly touching each other's bodies, enjoying the soft touches and the sweet smells.

We lay there for a while, touching and kissing softly, looking into each other's eyes and smiling. It was an incredible feeling, the first time in my life that I had felt this way. Not only was I in bed, naked, with the one I loved...I knew that Amanda felt the same way about me. It seemed just too perfect, and I wanted to stay there forever. But the last thing we needed was for her parents to walk in and find us there, so even though it was still early we decided to get up, shower, and be dressed...just in case.

I followed her into the bathroom, and watched her turn on the shower. She looked so beautiful, naked and sweaty, her longs legs and gorgeous ass, full round breasts, and amazing smile. We got in together, taking turns soaping and rinsing each other, the first time I had ever been in a shower with another girl. If we hadn't been concerned about her parents, I think we would have stayed there for an hour or more, enjoying the feel of our hands on our bodies, our lips touching from time to time. But we reluctantly finished up, stepped out and dried off. 

Back in Amanda's room, she handed me a pair of her bikini panties to put on, since mine had gotten plenty wet earlier. That was exciting too, wearing her panties. It made me hot just to think about it. We finished getting dressed and decided we'd walk back into town for a while, then return when her parents were home. She insisted on introducing me, although I was nervous about it.

Before leaving the house again, though, we embraced and kissed passionately and deeply. I whispered again that I loved her, and she did the same, then put her hands on my ass and said "I wish we could do this every day."

"So do I," I said, a bit sadly. "There's nothing else I even want to do." She held my face between her hands and kissed me softly, then we walked towards town.

As we reached the corner of the main street, we turned toward the park and walking right towards us were my best freinds, Sara and Jess. Well, best friends until a couple of days ago, but still great friends and completely unaware of my new relationship with Amanda. I started to panic, but had no choice except to say hi. So I did.

"Hey guys," I said, waving as they came into view. I tried to sound calm but my heart was racing.

"Hey," said Sara. "What's up?", asked Jess. They looked a bit surprised but friendly as always.

"Not much," I said. "Did you guys ever meet Amanda? Remember I met her at the pool? New in town? Amanda, this is Sara, and this is Jess, my best friends since Kindergarten."

"Hi! Nice to meet you.", Amanda said, flashing her usual big smile.

"You too. Hey, Jess just got off work and we're going to Rocco's for pizza. Want to come along?" Sara asked.

"Oh," I said, "we already went there toninght. Maybe another time?"

So we chatted a bit more about nothing, then went on our respective ways. Once we were out of sight, I grabbed Amanda's hand. 

Oh, man," I said. "I was so nervous. I didn't know what to say."

"It was fine," Amanda replied calmly. "They seem really nice."

"Yeah, they're great, but I wonder what they're thinking."

We walked around for a while, talking about how and when we could get together again, then headed back to Amanda's house. As we turned the corner we say her parents' car in the driveway. I stopped, worried, and asked "Are you sure this is a good idea?"

"Of course, silly, just be yourself. How could they not like that?"

We walked in and were greeted by Amanda's Mom, a tall, attractive woman, dressed for dinner at her boss's house, and wearing a smile just like Amanda's. She came over and stuck out her hand, saying, "Hi. I'm Judy. You must be Nicole. Nice to meet you."

We shook hands and I said, "Yes, hi, nice to meet you too."

"So did you two have fun tonight?" she asked.

Amanda piped in immediately. "I did. Nicole, did you have fun?" she asked, flashing a little grin.

"Oh, yeah, absolutely," I stammered, trying to keep myself from laughing.

Her Dad came in from the kitchen, introduced himself, and we all chatted for a few minutes, mostly about my college plans. I wanted to reach out and take Amanda's hand for security, but of course I didn't dare. After a little while Amanda said she'd walk me part way home. We all said good night, and Amanda's Mom told me how glad she was that Amanda had met me.

I almost choked again, but managed to get out an "Oh, so am I. Amanda's great."

Once we were out of sight, Amanda took my hand, pulled me close and kissed me. Our tongues met and I could feel the passion rising inside me. But we were in a public place and discreetly broke off the kiss.

"You were great," she said. "They really like you. Oh, and just in case you forgot: so do I. Except I don't just like you, I really love you."

"I could never forget that. You know I love you too."

We parted at the corner of my street, holding hands and kissing softly, whispering in each other's ears. I couldn't wait to see her again.

When I got home, my mom asked what we did, and if we had fun. I answered as innocently as I could, told her about Rocco's and that we watched a movie at Amanda's. She was glad to hear it, and headed off to bed. 

I went into my bedroom and texted Amanda, who called right back, and we each lay on our beds talking softly about the evening and how much we already missed each other. Finally it was time for sleep.

"I love you," I whispered.

"And I love you. Goodnight Nicole." 

But before I could get to sleep I kept thinking about our time together in her bed. I slipped off my PJs and started to play with myself. It wasn't more than a minute later when I slid my fingers inside my cunt and exploded with an intense orgasm, imagining Amanda's mouth on my pussy and mine on hers. Then I drifted off to sleep, relaxed and so happy.

I had the next day off, but Amanda had to go to the college with her parents to go over her transfer credits and course selections for the Fall semester. I called Sara and we agreed to meet at the pool. Jess was working again.

I got there at about eleven, Sara just a few minutes later, and we took our usual spots. I was nervous because I knew what Sara would ask about, and sure enough, after a couple of minutes, she did.

"So what's the deal with you and Amanda? We were kinda surprised to see you guys together. You pretty good friends already? She does seem nice."

"Yeah, she's nice. I guess we just hit it off right away, and she doesn't really know anyone else in town. We were just hanging out." I knew from the look on her face that she didn't completely buy it.

"So that's it? Just gotta say, you two looked pretty tight when you came around the corner. I almost thought you were holding hands at first. You have a crush on her?"

I wasn't sure what to say. I didn't want to lie, since I figured that sooner or later Sara and Jess would figure it out. But I wasn't ready to tell the whole story either, at least not yet.

"Well...I do like her. She's really nice...and smart...and fun..."

"Nicky, seriously, we've been friends forever. You can tell me. You do have a crush on her, don't you?" She looked me in the eye and waited patiently for an answer.

"Ummm, well, yeah, I guess...," I said as my voice trailed off and I looked out at the pool.

"Hey, that's cool, really. So maybe you weren't holding hands when we saw you, but I bet you were earlier, right? Come on, it's me!"

I nodded, not saying anything, but knowing Sara wouldn't stop there.

She smiled, "Jess and I talked about it later. We could tell just by looking at you two that something was going on. So can I ask one more question? Please?"

"I guess so," I said quietly, not sure what was coming next. I was already trying to think about what I'd say to avoid lying but also to keep it more innocent than it was.

"Have you kissed her?"

I was actually relieved that she didn't ask about something more intimate than that.

I nodded again, as I could feel my face getting flushed.

"Wow! So this is a real thing. It's OK Nicky, really. I'm not going to tell anyone. Except Jess of course," she smiled. "But you knew that."

"Yeah, and I'd tell her too," I said. "I don't want secrets from you two guys. I don't want anything to get in the way of our friendship."

"It won't. Let's go for a swim," Sara said, obviously willing to let me off the hook. I was so relieved that I parctically jumped up and ran to the pool.

Sara and I hung out at the pool for a few hours, swimming, sunning, buying lunch at the snack bar, just generally doing what we always did. She didn't bring the subject up again, and I sure wasn't going to. I was relieved in a way, but also worried about how this would go over with others, like my parents, and even with Sara and Jess when they found how much more serious it was than just a crush. For the first time, I started to think about explaining my feelings for Amanda, and how that must make me a lesbian. Or at least bi. It had just never entered my mind until my conversation with Sara. Up to that point, it had just been, well, how I felt about one particular person...who just happened to be another girl. I had to admit though that I hadn't had one single thought about any of the boys from school since I met Amanda. 

Amanda and I talked later that night when we were both in bed. I told her about my conversation with Sara. "You're not mad that I told her anything?" I asked hopefully. "I just don't think I really had a choice, other than lying to her."

"Of course not! They're your friends, and you know they'll figure it out one way or the other. The harder questions will be your parents - and mine - and then letting people know that maybe there's more to this than a crush. Which, Nicole, there is!" I could almost see her flash that huge grin.

"I know that!" I said, smiling to myself. "So what do I do if Sara or Jess starts asking more questions. Let's face it, we're lovers and I love the fact that we are. But do I tell them that? Or keep making it sound like a temporary crush?" 

There was a pause, and then Amanda said, "That's probably something you need to decide. But whatever you tell them, I am totally with you. I have no problem telling the world that I love you and want to be with you...no matter how crazy that may get. Got that, my gorgeous Nicole?" 

"Oh my God, Amanda, you are just so wonderful. I can't tell you how much I love you. And how I wish you were here right now."

"I feel exactly the same about you. I don't understand how I could have gotten so lucky. What if you hadn't said hello at the pool? I don't want to think about that."

Another pause, then Amanda whispered, "I'm naked and thinking about you. Thinking about kissing your mouth, your nipples, licking your pussy. I'm getting so hot."

I slipped off my PJs. "I'm naked now too. I wish I could be licking you, watching your face as you get closer and closer to coming. My nipples are hard and I'm rubbing my clit. Oh God, I'm not gonna last long!"

I could hear Amanda breathing hard as she tried not to scream. "I'm coming, I'm coming, Nicole!"

Just then I felt the first wave of an orgasm sweep over me. My pussy was soaked as I muffled a cry. "Oh, Oh, Oh, ...!"

Our orgasms exploded together, each of us imagining the other...our bodies and faces, our tongues inside each other, our muscles tightening with each wave...

Finally, as our breathing eased and we began to come down from the climax, we whispered to each other and promised that we would do it together as soon as we could. 

The next thing I knew, it was morning and time to get up for work. When I was heading out, I got a text from Jess asking if Amanda and I could hang out Sara and her after work. I replied that I'd like to, but that I'd have to see if Amanda was free.

I texted Amanda, who agreed right away, so we set up a time to meet at Rocco's, pretty much the only option in our one-horse town, other than a couple of places out by the college. I was nervous, partly because I was sure that Sara had told Jess about Amanda and me. I spent a lot of time trying to figure out what to say if they pressed for more details, but even as I was getting ready to meet Amanda and walk to Rocco's, I still didn't really know. 

Amanda and I met at the corner of my street. She gave my hand a squeeze and looking around to see if we were alone, leaned over and kissed me. It felt so wonderful, so intimate and soft and delicious. We walked to Rocco's, went inside, and saw Sara and Jess sitting in one side of a booth near the window. "Hey guys," Sara said as we slid in opposite them.

"Hi, glad you guys could make it," said Jess.

"Me too," Amanda said with her usual charm. "Nicole told me how long you've all been friends. That's pretty cool."

I hadn't said anthing yet, so I just started rambling on about my job. I was too nervous to bring up anything else. We ordered, got our drinks, and just chatted about jobs and the summer. Jess told me about the latest with her younger brother, who was always getting in some sort of trouble, but never anything serious. It was pretty clear that we were all more of less avoiding the obvious subject. I decided that I had to bring it up and get it out in the open.

"So Jess, I'm guessing that Sara told you about Amanda and me?" I looked at her and waited to see her reaction. Jess nodded. Amanda reached over and took my hand, right there in front of my friends.

Before Jess could say anything, Amanda said, "I hope you guys are OK with this, because I know Nicole doesn't want anything to get in the way of your friendship. It's just that, well, we really like each other. Right?" She looked at me.

"Right," I said, squeezing her hand.

Jess said that Sara had mentioned it and that they both thought it was totally cool. It was clear that we had feelings for each other, and there was nothing wrong with that. In fact, they both said they were happy for me.

"So, I guess that means that you're, like, dating?" Sara asked.

Amanda and I looked at each other and smiled. We both nodded and I said, "Yeah, I guess we are. I hadn't thought of it that way. You guys are really OK with this?"

"Nicky, what do you think?" Sara said. "If you're happy, we're happy for you. Why wouldn't we be? Besides, Amanda seems pretty cool," she said, smiling at Amanda, then at me.

Amanda flashed that huge grin of hers. "Thanks. I'm really glad to hear it because the last thing I want is to do anything that hurts Nicole, and it would definitely hurt her if you weren't supportive." 

Our pizza came and we ate and talked; I was so much more relaxed than when we first walked in. Sara and Jess really did seem to like Amanda, and vice versa. At some point, Sara said to Amanda, "Can I ask you a question?"

Amanda nodded. I thought to myself, oh no, here it comes. I stared at Sara, holding my breath.

"Why Nicole instead of Nicky? I know that's her name, but she's always been Nicky."

Amanda laughed and thought for a few seconds. "That's a good question," she said. "It's hard to say, but I think it's because the very first time I saw her at the pool, I felt that there was someting special between us. I didn't even know her name, but when she said it was Nicky, I just called her Nicole without even thinking. I guess it was my way of telling her that she was special, or that I wanted her to think I was special. Is that crazy?" 

"No, not at all!", Sara said. "It's so sweet!"

I looked at Amanda and blushed. "I didn't realize that, " I said. "But it does make me feel special. The only other person who calls ne Nicole is my mother, and that's only when she's mad at me!"

We all laughed at that, and Amanda put her arm around my shoulders and gave me a quick hug. I blushed again, but it felt so good to be able to do that in front of my friends.

We finished eating and decided to go for a walk around town, since it was a gorgeous summer night and there was really nothing at all going on. We spent the next couple of hours wandering and talking, Amanda and I holding hands a lot, and all of us relaxed and laughing at stupid high school stories. I figured I should be getting home, so we said goodnight, with hugs all around, including between Amanda and my friends.

As we walked back towards my house, I told Amanda how wonderful she had been and how relieved and happy I was. She was just as relieved, and said she thought I was lucky to have such great friends. I put my arm around her waist as we walked, and told her that I agreed, but I was mostly lucky to have her.

We kissed goodnight at the corner of my street. "I love you so much," I said.

"Nicole, you're the best thing that's ever happened to me," she said, as she squeezed my hand before parting. "I'll see you very, very soon, I hope. Goodnight sweetheart."

Sweetheart. Nobody other than my parents had ever called me that. It almost gave me chills to hear her say it, because I just knew she meant it. I was Amanda's sweetheart! I practically floated the rest of the way home. 

The next day my Mom said we were going to cook burgers out in the back yard for dinner, so why not invite my new friend over? I hesitated for a second, then decided that it had to happen sometime, so I agreed to ask Amanda. I called her later and told her how nervous I was about this, but she laughed and said that of course she'd come over. She was even looking forward to meeting my family.

I spent the rest of the day worrying and helping get stuff together. I made a salad, went to the store with my Mom and got drinks and burgers and rolls and everything else. I even made chocolate chip cookes for dessert. They were my brother's favorite and I wanted him on my side just in case.

I took a shower and got dressed in a short sleeve white shirt and my navy blue shorts. About six o'clock, I told my mom that I was going to meet Amanda half way.

And there she was, looking as gorgeous as ever. Once again, in a short - but not too short - deep pink skirt, light pink tank top, and her hair pulled back to one side. Seeing her always took my breath away. We held hands and I gave her a quick kiss; this wasn't the time to mess up lipstick! Then we walked to my house.




Amanda and I Ch. 02



"Mom, Dad, this is my friend Amanda."

"How nice to meet you!" my Mom said. "Yes, it is," said Dad, and they both shook Amanda's hand.

"Thank you so much for inviting me. I've been looking forward to meeting you."

My brother Ricky walked in from the kitchen and I introduced him to Amanda. "I've heard a lot about you," she said with that grin.

"Oh, great. Don't believe anything she tells you," he replied, with a shy grin. Then he headed out to the back yard. 

We got drinks and snacks, headed outside and sat around in the shade as Dad cooked burgers. All in all, the evening went as smoothly as I could have hoped, with most of the conversation being about Amanda's move here, her parents' teaching jobs, and college plans. At one point my Mom mentioned that I'd be away at school in a couple of months. I had been thinking about that, about being away from Amanda, but I tried to sound enthusiastic. Amanda, as usual, smiled and was very supportive, saying that she was sure it would be a great experience.

After dinner, we hung out more, eating my chocolate chip cookeies, which Amanda claimed were the "best ever". I smiled, but I knew I was blushing at the same time. I hoped my Mom hadn't noticed. We finally helped to clean up - Amanda insisted - and I said I'd walk her home and be back in a little while. Hugs all around, and many thanks from Amanda for the invitation. It had clearly been a success, but I also wondered whether my mother caught any of the quick smiles between us.

We walked the long way, through the park, holding hands and talking, stopping every few minutes for a kiss and an embrace. How badly I wanted to be in bed with her, but I knew it wasn't happening this night. She had nice things to say about my family, and I assured her that they seemed to really like her. We parted at the end of her street with another kiss, this time long and passionate, our arms around each other, our breasts pressed together.

As I expected, my parents raved about how nice Amanda seemed to be, and how glad they were that I had met her. I told her that we had met Sara and Jess for pizza, and the three of them also got along great. That made my Mom feel even better, since she loved Sara and Jess as if they were her own daughters.

I went to sleep very happy, thinking about Amanda, how well things had gone, and how she always made me feel safe and content when we were together.

The next day I got some great news. My parents were taking my brother to a summer camp that weekend, and since it was a long drive they planned to stay overnight on Saturday. They asked if I wanted to come along, or would I rather stay at home. I'd be alone, but it was OK with them if I preferred that. I didn't hesitate to say I'd rather stay here and relax. Inside I was thrilled at the prospect.

"Maybe you can have one of your friends sleep over, just so you're not alone. Watch a movie?" Mom suggested. "But not a group, this isn't an invitation to host a party!"

"Sure, that sounds good. Let me see who can stay over," I said, not mentioning the obvious and trying to contain my excitement.

I met Amanda at the pool early that afternoon and told her about my parents being away. "Please, please can you stay with me?" I practically begged.

"Are you kidding? Of course! This is great. Just let me make sure my folks are OK with it, but since they've met you I'm sure they will be."

By that eveniing it was all set. Amanda's parents and mine were fine with the plan. I was beside myself just thinking about having her with me for almost the whole weekend. It was two days away and I was already counting the hours. And it turned out that Sara had to go someplace with her parents, and Jess had a date with this guy from school that she had gone out with a few times. Perfect. Just Amanda and I.

I had to work the next day and didn't get to see Amanda; we just talked on the phone when we were in bed, sadly not together. Saturday came and I gave my brother a hug, which he resisted of course, and kissed my parents goodbye. "I'll be fine," I said as they pulled away. Amanda had to do some things with her folks until dinner time. Then her Mom drove her over and dropped her off with her overnight bag. Amanda could have walked with it, but I think her Mom felt better just seeing where she was going to stay. After she left, we went inside and closed the door. It reminded me of the first day I had gone to her house, except this time I was the one who took her hands, pushed her back against the door and kissed her passionately.

"I can't believe you're here, " I whispered, and led her to my room. We both just flopped down on the bed, my head cradled in her arm, cherishing the sense of being together. We lay there for quite a while, kissing occasionally, talking, smiling. She liked to push my hair out of my face and kiss my neck. I loved every second of her touch. I felt that I was in heaven. I told her that I had bought some food and wanted to cook her dinner instead off going out.

"That sounds great," she said with a smile. "As long as I can help. Then we'll have the whole night together." 

We spent the next couple of hours making dinner, and enjoying each other. At one point, I was cutting peppers for a salad and she slipped up behind me, reached around and took my breasts in her hands, kissing me on the neck. I had to put the knife down or I would have cut off my fingers.

"Oh, my god, that feels so wonderful. At this rate we may never have dinner."

She laughed and said, "Get back to work, girl."

That's kind of how it went, some dinner preparation, lots of fooling around, laughing, kissing, talking. We finally had everything ready, so we took it out to the patio, sat under the umbrella, and ate. Amanda went inside to get the pitcher of iced tea, came back and poured me some, then reached around my neck from behind and hugged me. 

"I love you Nicole."

"I know," I said. "I still can't believe it, but I know it's true. I love you so much." She turned my head around and kissed me softly. It was all like a dream.

It was still light out when we'd finished eating and cleaning up, so we went for a walk around the neighborhood. I took her hand in mine as we walked and she looked at me as if to question what I'd just done.

"I know what you're thinking," I said. "But if someone sees us holding hands, so what. As long as you're Ok with it."

"You know I am," she smiled, and squeezed my hand. We wandered back to the house as it was getting dark. My phone rang.

"Hi Mom. Yeah, we're fine, just finished dinner. How are you guys doing?"

Everything was good, just a "check in on Nicky" call, which I had expected.

Back inside, door locked, lights out, we headed to my bedroom. I closed the curtains and turned on the lamp on my nightstand. We looked at each other for a second, then each started removing the other's clothes, laughing as we did, racing to get each other naked. I pulled back the covers and we practically dove into bed, kissing, fondling, in a hurry to carress each other's body. Amanda slid her lips down to my breasts, sucking on each one, then down further, finally just brushing over my pubic hair to reach my pussy. I pulled her legs toward me and lifted one over my shoulder. She did the same, and we now had our faces buried between each other's legs, licking and sucking furiously, as if we hadn't held each other in a year. We hadn't done this sixty-nine position before, and I was torn between licking her and feeling her licking me. It was so intense, both clits engorged and pulsating, our breathing accelerating, our tongues thrusting in and out of our cunts. We couldn't slow down, couldn't have stopped if a bomb dropped. I felt the first tremors of an orgasm building up and I could feel Amanda's muscles tensing, her hips thrusting forward more and more rapidly. The orgasm hit me like a truck, making me scream as I tried to keep licking Amanda's pussy, I heard her yell, "Fuck! Fuck! Yes!" as we tried to bury ourselves inside each other.

The waves slowed down, our muscles began to relax, and our breathing became slower. I fell back on the bed, and I felt Amanda slip out from under my leg and crawl up on top of me. We looked in each other's eyes and kissed passionaterly, mingling the taste of our pussies and juices. "My God, Nicole,my God..." She just shook her head and smiled.

She slid off to my side, slipped her arm under my neck, and held me tight against her.

"Amanda," I whispered.

"What is it?" she asked quietly, her breathing now almost bqack to normal.

I shook my head and smiled. "Nothing...I just wanted to say your name. There's nothing else. There's just you, just my Amanda. That's all there is. That's all I need." I turned and kissed her softly, letting my fingers trail over her breasts and down to her pussy, leaving my hand settled there I the warmth of her dampness.

"Now I understand what it's like to be in love," I said. "It's the most wonderful thing in the world."

"She propped herself up on one elbow, ran her hand over my breasts and up to my neck, looked me in the eye with her beautiful smile, and said, "You, Nicole, are the most wonderful thing in the world. I couldn't imagine being happier than I am right now." She kissed me again and we lay there, side by side, not talking, not even thinking, just being together.

After a while we got up, showered together, took turns drying each other off, put on t-shirts and went to the kitchen. I heated up some water and we sat at the table, holding hands and sipping tea. We talked about the rest of the summer, when Amanda said that she was already stating to imagine how she'd feel when I left for college. 

"I know," I nodded. "I've thought about that. But let's not think about it tonight. Let's just be here."

"You're right," she smiled. "This is perfect, so we'll just keep it that way."

My phone rang again, a "goodnight" call from my Mom, but I think she really just wanted to be sure we were OK. While we were talking, Amanda reached under my shirt, gave me a huge smile, and played with my nipples; I almost lost it, but I managed to tell her we were fine, just watching a movie, and said goodnight. She couldn't have imagined just how OK we were at that moment.

We wandered back to my bedroom, turned off the lights, took off our t-shirts, and climbed into bed. We wrapped our arms around each other and whispered about our feelings, our love for each other, and our plans for the rest of the summer. We made love again, this time more slowly, but with every bit as much passion. Then we fell asleep, arms and legs intertwined. 

We woke up a couple of times during the night and one of us would give the other another orgasm, using our mouths and fingers. Then we'd drift off again in each other's arms. I had never imagined such contentment.

"Hey sleepyhead." It was Amanda, rolling on top of me and kissing my neck. The sun was up, and I looked at her and smiled. I put my arms around her neck and pulled her close, holding her tightly as I whispered "Good morning". She kissed me and said, "That was the best night of my life." I hugged her so tight that I was afraid she'd break. Tears welled up in my eyes.

"Nicole, sweetheart, are you OK? What is it?"

I shook my head and couldn't say anything. A few seconds later I caught my breath and told her just how overwhelming it was to be here with her, in her arms.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that. I just couldn't help it," I said softly. "It's almost too amazing to believe."

She patted the hair back from my face and kissed my cheeks. "I know exacly what you mean," she said softly. "That's how I feel everytime I see you, but especially when we can be like this."

We kissed and held each other, and quickly started to feel each other's bodies and to sense ourselves getting more excited. I was already wet, my nipples hard and rubbing against hers. She moved off me, spread my legs open, slid one leg under mine and pushed her pussy against mine. We held hands as we looked into each other's eyes and slowly rubbed our pussies together. Her nipples were hard, her breathing grew faster, as we ground our pussies together, slowly at first then harder and faster. I could barely breathe as I felt the intensity building, our clits touching, our hands grasped tightly together. The orgasm was taking hold of me. "Fuck me Amanda! Fuck me!" I cried, looking in her eyes as she moaned and cried out. Our juices flowed together as we were overcome by orgasms at the same time. We pressed together as hard as we could, pushing to be inside each other, tremors rolling over us both.

We lay there for a long time, unable to move, trying to recover, her hand still in mine, our bodies sweating, hair disheveled. We looked at each other and smiled. There was nothing to say; we each knew exactly what the other felt.

After ten minutes or so, we untangled our legs and lay side by side, brushing each other's hair back, kissing each other on the cheek, whispering "I love you". 

Finally, we managed to get out of bed, shower, and get dressed. We wanted the house to look good for my parents, so we went into the guest bedroom and moved stuff around a little, as if Amanda had stayed there. We made my bed. She thought we should change the sheets but I said no, that I wanted her aroma near me when I went to bed that night. 


My parents got home early in the afternoon, and we stayed and talked to them for a while. They were glad to hear that we had a good night - no clue how good of course - and they enjoyed talking with Amanda. it was clear that they liked her, and she seemed very comfortable with them. I walked Amanda home, visited with her parents for a while, and said I'd call her again later. She gave my hand a quick squeeze as I was leaving.

I thought a lot that day about Amanda and our relationship, and decided to do something a little bit crazy. I called Amanda and discussed it with her.

That night, I was sitting out on the deck with my Mom, my Dad inside watching a baseball game. I took a deep breath and said, "Mom, there's someting I have to tell you." I knew I sounded nervous and she looked worried.

"What is it Nicky? Are you OK?"

"Yeah, actually I'm a lot more than OK, but it's kind of hard to talk about. So here it is. You like Amanda, right?"

"Why, yes, of course! She seems like a great young lady. Why? Is there anything wrong? Is she OK?"

"No, nothing's wrong, she's fine, really. The thing is, Amanda and I are, well, dating...I guess. I mean, we really like each other. A lot."

"Oh, really?" she asked. "So like each other as in a romantic way? Is that what you're telling me?"

"Mom," I blurted out, "I love Amanda. I've never felt anything like this before in my life. I know it's not necessarily what you'd want to hear, but it's true. And she loves me. I know it."

There was a slight pause, when she reached over and took my hand. "Nicky, all your Dad and I want for you is happiness. If that's the way you feel, then it's fine with us. To tell you the truth, we talked about it after Amanda visited, and I told your Dad that the way you two acted together wasn't like you and Sara, or you and Jess. It was just a feeling I had, so I can't say that I'm surprised. The good news is that your Dad and I both think Amanda's great. And you know how much we love you."

"Oh, Mom, thank you so much. I don't know what I'd do if you didn't approve. But I wouldn't love her any less." I gave her a big hug and tried to stop the tears from welling up in my eyes.

"I want to call Amanda and tell her what you said, OK?" She nodded.

I called Amanda and told her about our conversation. She asked if I could meet her for a while, so I told Mom that I was going to meet Amanda and go for a walk.

We met halfway to the park. I grabbed her in a huge hug and pulled her close to me. She kissed me and said she had something to tell me.

"What is it? Is anything wrong?"

Amanda smiled that beautiful smile and said, "I told my parents about us. They're fine with it. They think you're wonderful! So do I, by the way! "

"Oh my God, Amanda, that's wonderful!"

I was in love and life was perfect.