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Discovering Paige

By: pointless



Many thanks once again to fluttertongue for editing my many errors. 

This story is a prequel, of sorts, to my previous story Getting Through to Paige. Feel free to read that as well if you feel the need. 

Both Hailey and Paige are of legal age.

Any and all feedback is more than welcome. Enjoy.



Before Ally there was Hailey. Before Hailey there was nothing much for Paige. Just a couple of boys who had been willing to try, and who gave Paige the chance to see if this sex thing was all it was cracked up to be. If her experience up to point where Hailey changed everything were the only evidence she were to ever collect on the subject of sex, Paige would've had only one possible conclusion to offer: not really. Not even close to satisfying.

It wasn't that she wasn't into sex with boys. She was definitely into that, but her boyfriends had not really been into it quite as much as she was. She would eventually learn that this was more their problem than hers, but at the time she had absolutely no way of knowing that.

And it wasn't that they didn't try. It was more because they had no idea what it took to make a girl happy in bed. To be fair, both of her boyfriends were about as experienced as she was up to that point. Well, almost. Her second boyfriend technically had even less considering he was still a virgin when Paige was going out with him.

She could've had much more experience Paige was definitely not a late bloomer. From middle school she was considered one of the cutest girls in her class and, consequently, a constant target of offers for everything from simple dates to the more crass and obscene from boys often too old and always far too low brow to arouse her interests. 

In a lot of ways, those types and their abundance at her high school were a major factor in her shyness towards the idea of intimacy. The other factor was an restrictive home environment that would've stifled just about any normal person with its wonderful mix of extreme religious sentiment, anti-sexual fervor, and a ban on anything deemed offensive. 

The restrictiveness came from her mother, a woman who was very serious about her interpretation of the Holy Bible much to the frustration of Paige's father who was religious in his own way. But he thought he'd married a woman who believed in a loving, kind god who taught peace, love and forgiveness. Instead, she turned out to be a psycho conservative who believed a vengeful god. She was pro-censorship, commanded his children to go to church whenever it's doors were unlocked, believed in sex for procreation only, and thought that everything from MTV to football on Sundays was an unforgivable sin.

Actually, he had married the first woman and not the second but, after Paige's older brother had died of a rare genetic condition only a year after Paige was born, his wife had changed and it was not for the better. Paige had been too young to remember what that woman whom she called her mother was like before, but she could attest to the fact that the woman who raised her until she entered middle school was a psychotic, paranoid mess of repression who did a great job of instilling her repressed attitudes in her daughter.

When her parents got divorced she went through the usual painful emotions. Many were caused by her mother's wholesale rejection of the idea of joint custody. She forced Paige's Dad to seek full custody and prolonged the divorce proceedings for far too long out of spite and very unchristian-like vengeance. The pain faded quite rapidly when her father remarried a nice, kind, and understanding woman. It may have taken Paige awhile to call Cindy Mom, but she still loved her and learned that it was normal to do so. This was much better than walking on eggshells to avoid causing a meltdown of biblical proportions, which was the relationship she had with her real mother. 

She may have not have been all that motherly, but Cindy was Paige's first real friend at a time when she really needed one. It was thanks to Cindy, though somewhat indirectly, that Paige ended up having sex at all and (much more directly) that Paige ended up joining the cheerleading squad. 

It was cheerleading that changed so much for Paige in ways she couldn't have possibly imagined, as well as in more simple ways. It gave Paige the necessary boost in confidence to actual step out of the shell she'd developed with the help of her mother and actually try some things she'd been dying to try. Some of those things Cindy wouldn't have been too proud to be connected with, but given the likely alternative she probably would've thought the way it turned out was much better.

Not that Paige would know or ever think to tell Cindy so she could know. She may have considered Cindy a friend, but she was smart enough to realize there was a natural limit to their friendship; a place where the friendship ended and Stepmother began. Smoking pot, having sex, and getting drunk at weekend sleepovers were not Cindy conversation material. Dating boys, having fun at weekend sleepovers, the finer points of buying cute clothes, applying makeup so it straddled the fine line between conservatively tasteful and daringly slutty, and the less specific aspects of sex were Cindy's area of expertise. 

Of course, when Cindy first entered Paige and her Father's life, most of those weren't an issue. Paige's innocence remained pretty much intact until the latter half of high school. She did date boys in middle school and freshman year, but none of it really amounted to anything. Some sloppy, awkward kissing and some half hazard boob groping was about all any of it ever amounted to.

And, yes, she sipped her share of beer and even tried smoking a cigarette once, but she was far too young to really get into any of that until high school and then not until she was near the end of it. No, for the most part Paige was an innocent, suburban girl who had heard of many more things then she'd actually ever done. Some of what she'd heard scared the crap out of her or, at least, confused her more than it made her curious.

However, the confusion didn't stop Cindy from being the subject of Paige's first official girl crush. And not just a cute, innocent girly girl crush. No, Cindy was the focus of much more than that. The embarrassment of this actually helped cool their relationship for awhile during Paige's early adolescence, but Cindy's friendliness always broke through. Then Paige met her first real boyfriend and for awhile the awkwardness faded as Cindy became less and less of an obsession.

Still, the obsession with girls in general always came back when Paige wasn't involved with a boy. At that age Paige wasn't sure to make of these feelings. She was too young to quite get the concept of gay, straight or bisexual. Even if she had understood them it wouldn't have helped, because her friends at the time weren't exactly bragging about their own experimentations. She would later realize she was not the first girl to have those feelings let alone the first to be confused by them. 

So she suffered in silence, secretly ashamed of her desires. Not just her desire for Cindy, which faded eventually thanks to repression, but also for several other girls and woman. Many would've been shocked to discover that innocent, little Paige, who went to church every Sunday and youth group every Tuesday and even occasionally volunteered for her church's ultra-conservative anti-Halloween house of horrors, secretly wanted nothing more than to discover what it was like to share the love that dare not speak its name with them. 

Sometimes Paige honestly and truly thought she was an evil sinner who would burn in hell for all eternity for her sinful, disgusting desires. Other times she wished that once, just once she could've had the courage to find out for herself what it felt like to be with another girl in the most intimate of fashions. 

Both of her high school boyfriends, though they tried their best, were never much more than a distraction at best. It wouldn't be until college before Paige came across any boys capable of performing well enough in bed to make her enjoy having sex with them entirely on its own merits, but even then it was only almost all of the time. It was a problem; one she had no idea how to go about fixing.

It wasn't that she was gay or anything. At least, she was pretty sure she wasn't. By the time she hit high school and knew what the word meant she tended to think of herself as bisexual. She liked guys. She was honestly and truly attracted to them, but they just couldn't satisfy all of her needs and could do nothing to satisfy her curiosity about what it was like to be with a girl.

Near the end of her time in high school Paige would finally find a girl who was willing to show her what she was missing and, more importantly, was willing to take command of the situation and make it happen despite Paige's innate shyness. Paige's life would be changed forever and her craving for the brand of sex and love that could only be found with another girl would become that much more potent. 

The girl's name was Hailey. She and Paige had known each other ever since middle school. They hadn't exactly been friends for most of that time. In fact, they hadn't really hung out at all until their sophomore years in high school when Hailey, on a whim, joined the cheerleading team which Paige had been on her entire time in high school. 

At first Hailey was just another girl on the team. All through sophomore year the two girls barely interacted. It wasn't until cheer camp during the summer between sophomore and junior years that they became friends.

Cheer camp was a mixed blessing. During the day they'd work their asses off and at night a fair number of the girls would find places to hide and pass around joints or get drunk. The others slept and the coach would be off in the neighboring town fucking her boyfriend, not making it back to camp until four in the morning. Sometimes the coach wouldn't even show up until after the team had been up for awhile. They'd all get an extra long break before they started conditioning and practicing throwing and other fun stuff they'd rather not be doing in the middle of summer out in an open field with the sun beating down like god's own wrath. That was probably the only reason why Paige hadn't partaken in the more bawdy aspects of cheer camp until she and Hailey became good friends. She was generally too beat to even consider doing anything besides take a shower and go to bed. 

Once she started hanging out with Hailey, that changed. The clearing in the woods they went to at night was a place they'd discovered the year before with couple of their closer friends on the team and had kept secret because, as Hailey said, it was cooler if it was a secret.

It was a pretty neat little spot. It was close enough to the camp that it was impossible to get lost even when they were a little buzzed, but far enough and separated by enough trees, that they could take flashlights with them with them so they could see what they were doing without alerting everyone in the camp to where they were. That would've been bad considering why they went there in the first place: namely, to smoke weed. 

Or, at least, that's why Paige thought they went there even though when they first found it she didn't smoke anything. She just hung out with Hailey and their friends and laughed at them while they got stoned. She'd only gone with them a couple of times because she was too bored to fall asleep despite how tired she was physically. She was about to find out that a whole lot more went on there the times they'd gone without her. It was going to be a very special and extremely enlightening night.

But it was already supposed to be. It was the night that Paige was going to lose her "weed cherry"as Hailey had so colorfully put it. Paige was sick of being the only sober one in the group. Well, that and it looked like fun to her. Sure, her friends were absolute morons when stoned, but they were happy morons. After breaking up with her boyfriend only a week before cheer camp, plus all the other stress in her life, she really couldn't see a downside to being a happy moron for awhile.

Besides, after a year of listening to Hailey talk about how awesome pot was, Paige's wall was finally crumbling down. She would've smoked it with Hailey earlier, but Hailey insisted that they wait for cheer camp because Paige would appreciate it more. At the time Paige had assumed she meant it in the after a hard day of getting sweaty and sore kind of way, but she eventually found out that was completely wrong. 

It all started to seem a little weird to Paige. Hailey insisted that Paige not invite anyone else that night. When pressed, Hailey only said, "Because I said so. What you don't wanna hang out with me?" She was kidding, of course, but it was enough to kill any further attempts by Paige to question her. Besides, Paige really didn't mind spending time alone with Hailey. She was deep in a serious crush on Hailey and had been for awhile. She was under the delusion that Hailey had no idea.

There was also something else Paige didn't know: the feeling was mutual and had been for a very long time. In fact, that had been the reason Hailey became friends with Paige and joined the cheerleading squad. Unlike Paige, Hailey had almost always known where she fell on the sexual spectrum. She was gay. Not bi, not curious, not confused or crazy, but gay. From the moment she knew what the word meant she knew it applied to her. 

And it wasn't because she hated men. She just loved women. Guys were okay as friends, but that penis thing? She had zero interest in it. In fact, she kind of found it revolting. She'd never seriously considered having sex with boys and she couldn't imagine a scenario where she would.

Women, though, were another story. Ever since she'd talked a friend into letting her go down on her at a slumber party in middle school, Hailey had known that it was meant to be and she hadn't stopped. Sadly, she'd never really had a girlfriend, but she up made for that by being a very cunning and capable seductress of innocent, curious schoolmates. She achieved this "success" by being blessed with excellent gaydar (or bi-dar or experimental-dar if you want to be ultra specific and somewhat annoying about it) and being extremely patient with her potential lovers.

Numbers wise she had a fairly substantial toll, but she didn't look at it like that. It was mainly a byproduct of her environment that she had to settle for quantity over quality. The town she and Paige lived in was a fairly conservative suburban hellhole. Coming out in high school, even as bi, which was somewhat respectable in certain circles, wasn't something a lot of girls were willing to do. At least not the girls Hailey generally found herself attracted to.

Sure, there were a few girls who were openly gay, but, they just weren't Hailey's type at all. They were all, invariably, really butch and she just wasn't into that. She liked the femmes. Most of the femmes she managed to win over turned out to be a little skittish about ruining their reps or eventually went back to guys when they'd had their fun with Hailey.

That had changed for awhile when she became a cheerleader. The girl she was chasing when she became a cheerleader was actually, for once, gay. Of course, she was also deep in the closet and therefore while they were going out no one was allowed to know. But for a few months it was absolute bliss. To the outside world it appeared that they were just really close friends who happened to spend a lot of time having sleepovers and hanging out by themselves. However, there was a lot more going on behind closed doors.

At least there was until one night at her girlfriend's house they'd forgotten to lock the door and were caught in a precarious position (commonly known as a sixty nine) by her girlfriends stepmother. It was all over a month later when her girlfriend transferred to a school halfway across the state and went to live with her mother. It had been an incredibly tough time for Hailey. Especially since her girlfriend, Emma, had sworn her to secrecy over the phone the last time they talked. She spent her nights crying herself to sleep while trying hard to appear no sadder than anyone else that Emma had left so abruptly.

The only good thing to come out of it was the realization that her mother was not the homophobe Hailey thought she was. Her dad, however, was a different story. Luckily, he'd been out of town on business when Emma's parents freaked and made their phone calls, so he never found out. Well, not until after she went to college and came back with a girlfriend, but that was still a long way off at that point. Still, it was good to know that at least one of her parents didn't hate her for something that was beyond her control.

After that Hailey went back to her old ways with a vengeance, but she found those ways less appealing then she remembered. Sex for fun just couldn't hold a candle to making love. Still, she did it—partially to hide her pain and partially because of the secret hope that she'd find Miss Right somehow in a sea of straight girls. So far, she hadn't had much luck. Sure, she'd found some fun playmates, but that was it and it was no longer enough.

Then she noticed Paige. There was something about her that drew her attention. In fact, there had always been something about Paige that called to her. Exactly what she had no idea, but it was there and felt oh so familiar. It took her awhile to figure it out, but once she did it amazed her that it had eluded her for so long, but there it was: Paige was into girls.

Hailey had no idea how she knew, but she was absolutely sure. Having good gaydar doesn't mean you always understand how it works. Maybe it was the way Paige's eyes seemed to linger just a wee bit longer than most straight girls would when she was scanning a female friend or a stranger with an attractive physique. Maybe it was a slight hint of flirtation that escaped Paige at times that maybe even Paige wasn't aware of. Seriously, Hailey had no idea, but there was something there. She was absolutely sure of it.

Hailey had noticed it about the same time she and Emma had started their clandestine affair, but as that got serious in a rapid fashion she'd kind of let it go. She did start to initiate a friendly relationship with Paige after that, just in case the usual happened with Emma. When it didn't, she didn't abandon her friendly overtures just because she was longer interested in trying to get Paige in bed. No, she kept it up and quickly discovered Paige, while a bit closed off in odd ways that made sense once you knew her background, was actually a pretty fun person to be around.

Hailey actually allowed herself to become such a close friend that for awhile, even after Emma left and it had stopped hurting as much as it had and she'd learned to repress it as much as possible, she couldn't bring herself to making a move on Paige for fear of ruining a good friendship. Beside, in the meantime Paige had found herself a boyfriend and seemed pretty happy with the bastard. Hailey was gay. She wasn't a bitch.

Then Paige became single again. Also, there was the little fact that Hailey had become aware that Paige was attracted to her. Not just curious in a general sense, but attracted in a very specific way to Hailey herself. 

Hailey had realized this slowly and gathered her evidence before deciding whether or not she was willing to risk their friendship to find out if she was wrong or not. By the time she'd finished analyzing the signals she was absolutely certain she was correct and that it was totally worth the risk.

What were the signals? Well, some were rather subtle, but others were quite obvious, so obvious that Hailey began to wonder how she missed them. The less subtle ones were enough, but it was the blatant one that was damning, but, honestly, she was a bit ashamed of it. With all the subtle signs and suspicious little idiosyncrasies Hailey simply had to do it no matter how wrong and evil it may have been. 


Discovering Paige



She read Paige's diary and there was plenty in it about her and many, many other girls and women. Even Hailey's Emma. And several other members of the cheer team. And Paige's step mom which Hailey could definitely sympathize with because Cindy was both awesome and hot. Sadly, no vibes though otherwise Hailey probably would've tried with her. Why not? She'd done it once before and it had been freaking amazing if only a one time thing, but that's another story. 

But it wasn't just names. It was fantasies and dreams and frustrations written out in very telling detail and it was damning, but it was the best thing Hailey had read in a long time. It was also disheartening in a way. There Paige was, to the outside world this funny, but very private, beautiful girl who gave only the smallest, tiniest hints that there might be something else beneath the surface while deep inside she was raging cauldron of desire just waiting to explode. 

Had Hailey been an idiot she would've tried right then and there to seduce her friend, but at that point she knew exactly what she was dealing with. It wasn't like she could just say "Oh, hey. I read your diary. Wanna do it?" No, she had to work her way in. Especially since Paige apparently had no idea Hailey was even gay and, as she already knew from watching how Paige dealt with guys, Paige was a hard nut to crack.

And that was the whole reason for them being alone. It was the only way to let Paige know that they were both on the same page without letting the whole world know. Not that it had to be at cheer camp, but frankly even Hailey could be nervous when a good friendship was on the line. 

So, there they were, alone in the woods smoking Paige's first joint and Hailey's god only knew when Hailey figured that it was as good a time as any to let Paige know she wasn't the only girl in that woods that was attracted to other girls.

"God, did you see the ass on the girl from Westwood?" Hailey asked. Paige stared at her blankly, not knowing if she'd heard that quite right thanks to the smoke that was now clouding her brain. Hailey continued as if it was a rhetorical question, "I'd fuck the hell out of that girl."

With that Paige choked on the hit she'd been holding and coughed so hard she almost puked, but managed to save herself that little indignity by pure luck. Hailey couldn't help but laugh both at Paige coughing so hard she gagged and the fact that she'd actually said what she just said. It was such a dude thing to say, but it was the best she could think of at the moment.

"What did you just say?" Paige said in raspy voice when she finally recovered nearly a minute later.

"When?" Hailey asked, trying to appear coy while actually trying to figure why the hell she'd put it that way.

"Just a second ago," Paige continued then coughed loudly before refusing the joint as she tried to recover.

"You don't want anymore?" 

"You're so fucking weird."

"Why?" Hailey continued to play coy. This wasn't going that well.

"Stop messing with me because I've never been high before," Paige said with more than a little anger in her voice.

"Fine," Hailey said before deciding to continue down her original path, "but don't you agree?"

"With what, you weirdo?"

"That Shannon is cute, you dumb ass." Hailey said with a decidedly more playful tone as she gently pushed Paige's shoulder as if it was the most natural question in the world while Paige looked at her confused.

"Well, I do," Hailey continued, "and I'm pretty sure you do, too."

"You're so fucking weird," Paige said again, trying to sound angry, but Hailey could sense a little fear there. She really had no idea why she was so nervous about this, but she was and it was making what she was doing that much harder.

"Whatever. Why is it weird that I think she's cute?"

"Because she's a girl."

"So? I can't find girls cute? Is that not allowed?"

"Yeah, it's allowed, but it's weird."

"What's so weird about it? Girls are hot. They're cuter than boys anyway. No hair, soft skin, soft lips, they smell good. What's wrong with finding that attractive?"

"I don't know," Paige said after a long pause. Hailey could tell she was being studied and she knew Paige was cautious enough that if she felt she was being fucked with she would not be happy and would definitely not admit her own interest in girls. She wasn't stupid after all. 

"Can I tell you a secret, Paige?" Hailey said changing her tone to something more serious.

"Of course you can," Paige said a little more lightly than before, "Just don't fuck with me."

"I'm gay," Hailey said, very seriously and very quietly.

"Shut up," Paige said, thinking that Hailey was just being a jerk.

"I'm not kidding. You remember Emma?" Hailey was trying very hard to get across to Paige how serious she was now. It appeared to be working as the look on Paige's face began to soften as she nodded her affirmation. "Well, there's a reason she left so abruptly and it wasn't because she was pregnant or any of that other horseshit everyone made up. She was my girlfriend. She moved away because one night when I was spending the night with her and we were, you know, and we forgot to lock the door and her step mom walked in on us and flipped out." 

"Seriously," Paige's toned had definitely changed and she even sounded sympathetic as Hailey continued to tell her something she'd actually never told anyone besides her mom before. She was actually surprising herself with how honest and open she was being. This was not the way she had intended this to go down, but she just continued, getting things off her chest while Paige listened, occasionally offering Hailey her sympathy, but mostly just listening until Hailey started to cry. Then, like the good friend she was, Paige hugged her.

"I'm so sorry," Paige said as Hailey sobbed into her shoulder. "I had no idea. I thought you were being a jerk. I never even..."

"It's okay," Hailey interrupted as she willed herself to stop crying. It was rather nice to actually be able to say what she said even if she hadn't meant to say it, but she really hadn't meant to drop that kind of an emotional load on Paige's lap. "You couldn't know. Emma wanted it that way. She'd actually be mad if she knew I told you, but it just came out."

"It's okay. I want tell anyone," Paige offered without even being asked.

"Thank you. I know you won't. You're not like the other girls even though a lot of them have no room to talk," Hailey said almost without thinking, separating from Paige just enough to look into her eyes. They were beautiful in the bright moonlight.

"Oh, they aren't that bad. But I know what you mean. They talk too much shit," Paige almost whispered, as if someone might over hear them all the way out there.

"Well, everyone does. Everyone but you," Hailey said looking dreamily into Paige's eyes in a way that made Paige extremely nervous, but in a good way. Paige couldn't even begin to think of a response to that. Something had changed in the way Hailey was looking at her and she couldn't tell exactly what, but it made her feel good while at the same time it frightened her to the core. It only got worse as Hailey continued in a quiet voice.

"I know I've never told you this, but I really like you, Paige. I think you're a really good friend, probably my best friend in the world right now."

"I -I don't know what to say," Paige said in an equally quiet voice after what seemed like a long silence. "I really like you too, Hailey."

"I really want to kiss you right now," Hailey said, her voice barely a whisper as she watched Paige's eye go wide with a mixture of panic and anticipation. She knew Paige was not going to be able to answer her, so she continued. "Please don't hate me or run away, but I have t o do it right now or I'll regret it the rest of my life." 

And, with that heavy line, Hailey kissed Paige and Paige melted. It was not a sexual kiss, but it was not merely a friendly one either. It was just a soft, tender and perfectly exquisite kiss that seemed to linger for a small eternity. It wasn't hurried and there was no blind groping; they simply held each other close while their mouths said more than they ever could with mere words.

Up until the moment Hailey's lips at met hers, Paige had been in a panic. The instant the kiss began the panic vanished. It was just so very, very right. It could have gone on forever or led to something more, but at that moment the sound of twigs cracking in the distance broke them from their sweet, blissful reverie.

Paige almost panicked again, as if they were about to be caught doing something unimaginably horrible. Hailey was calmer, and with another quick kiss and some calming words, she helped Paige tidy up as best she could in the dark before whoever it was got there. 

It turned out to be just a couple girls from their team looking to smoke some of Hailey's weed which Hailey allowed them to do without any complaint. She knew them and she knew they were good for it. 

Hell, she knew one of them pretty damned good. She, Kinsey was her name, was actually one of the girls on the team who she'd "experimented" with a couple of times. Not anymore though. She'd since reconfirmed her heterosexuality by hooking up with the basketball team's starting point guard, but Hailey knew, though she'd never say anything, that she'd go back to girls eventually even if just occasionally. She could just feel it. It had been nice while it lasted, but that was then and now she had the feeling she could something more than a little experimentation with Paige. 

Cheer camp wasn't the best place to build a budding romance, which is why Hailey really hadn't intended things to go quite like they had. She didn't regret it or anything, but as much as she wanted to show Paige what else two girls could do together, she didn't really want to show her in cheer camp. It wasn't exactly the best place for it. Sure, if you wanted quick and dirty there was the bathroom and the showers, but she wasn't really in the mood. She wanted a relationship and in her mind quick and dirty just wasn't the best foundation for a relationship. The woods was nice for getting high and making out and they did that nearly every night until it was time to go home. 

Their first kiss had been nice, but making out with Hailey was simply awesome as far as Paige was concerned. It was everything she imagined kissing a girl would be like and so much more. It was like when she kissed Hailey that was all they were doing and that was just fine. They were kissing for the joy of kissing, the pure intimacy, the pleasure. No rushing for each others boobs to cop a feel or trying to force a hand down each other's pants.

With boys it was always the means to an end. It was never about just being with someone. It was always about getting off. They were always copping a feel, trying finger her or move her hand down to their lap in an oh so subtle hint for a hand job or worse. Hailey was nothing like that.

They did grab eventually, though. The next to last night at camp they were in the bathroom, talking (if anyone had the nerve to ask), kissing each other softly, allowing their tongues to slide sweetly against each other, taking turns sucking on them gently, biting each others lips while holding hands at each other's sides. Hailey let go of Paige's hands and gently placed her own on Paige's side. Then ever so slowly Hailey's hands began to work their way up Paige's body, sliding underneath her t-shirt and climbing up with an even, methodical pace. Hailey was always so careful not to rush so as to scare her friend and ruin the fragile thing they had budding between them. She could actually feel Paige shaking under her touch well before she even reach her sweet, little breasts. 

That shaking nervousness in itself was almost enough to drive Hailey wild with a mix of power, love, and lust, but there was still so much left to show her friend that she knew she had to be patient. The time for more would come. It was hard though, especially when sweet, little Paige moaned so sweetly into her mouth when Hailey's hand touched her hard, little nipples for the very first time and gently rolled them between her fingers. 

The temptation to do so much more was so overwhelming at that point that Hailey would've surely given in if not for the sudden reminder of where they both were that came almost immediately after Paige had sighed so sweetly. The reminder came in the form of a curt knock on the door from one of their teammates.

"What?" Hailey said, more than a little pissed at the interruption. Paige had to stifle a chuckle, which made Hailey feel good. She'd have expected Paige to curl up into a ball and hide for fear of being caught as had several girls Hailey had played this game with in the past. The fact that Paige could laugh so easily in the face of danger showed promise.

It was just one of their teammates whose bladder was in need of release. She was still half asleep and therefore didn't even care about why Paige and Hailey were in the bathroom together at 2am. Instead, she just wanted them to get the hell out so she could pee. That, ended their little make-out session, but that was okay. There would be more. So much more. 

By the time they were heading back home from cheer camp it had already been decided that Hailey would be spending the night at Paige's house. Actually, that had always been the plan, but now it held a bit more promise then it had before. There was no question that neither of them would be getting any real sleep that night.

They were positively giddy with lust by the time Cindy came to the school to pick them up at the high school. Hailey had spent the whole bus trip whispering into Paige's ear what she was going to do to her when they were finally really alone. 

Paige blushed and giggled so much about the nasty, wonderful things Hailey was telling her that Kinsey, who was sitting just a few seats in front of them, couldn't help but realize what was going on. Luckily, instead of being jealous or bitter or something else horrible she was amused and oddly happy to see Hailey seducing innocent, little Paige. Their small, tight group of friends talked about Paige quite often because she was so shy and had been the last to lose her virginity. It wasn't malicious, though. Everyone loved Paige. If they hadn't they would've treated her like all the other prudes and bitches on the team. Kinsey had to share in their enjoyment.

"You two are gonna fuck tonight, aren't you?" Kinsey whispered, a huge, wicked smile etched across her face. She squeezed onto Hailey and Paige's bus seat with them. Paige blushed, horrified, while Hailey just told Kinsey to "Shut the fuck up!" in a harsher whisper of her own.

"Oh, fuck off. I'm not gonna say anything. I'm a bit insulted you didn't invite me, but..." At this Paige blushed an even deeper shade of red and stared at Kinsey wide-eyed while Hailey punched Kinsey's arm before replying.

"Maybe I would've if you hadn't chickened out the last time you were over at my house, you straight bitch. Besides you have a boy now. Shouldn't you be sucking his dick tonight or something?" This behavior actually was a bit of a shock to Hailey. She'd seriously considered Kinsey a lost cause after the last time she'd tried to get in her panties. Kinsey had just repeated over and over again that she had a boyfriend and it wasn't right, that it was cheating, et cetera ad infinitum, but here she was trying to horn in on the action.

"Whatever, dyke," Kinsey came back. "For your information me and Carlos are done. We have been for like a week. Besides, just because I don't want to cheat on my boyfriend doesn't make me a bad person, you slut." 

This led to a little side conversation that Paige largely ignored. Not because she was uninterested, but because she was in shock at what she was learning about her friends. She felt kind of dumb at that moment. She could handle not knowing that Hailey and Emma had been dating considering she and Hailey had just started hanging out back then and Emma, while a school friend, had never really been all that close with her. But Hailey and Kinsey? She'd been hanging with them for what seemed like forever now and she'd never even had a clue. Hell, they'd spent the night at each other's house several times and she'd never even had any idea. 

"And no, you can't come over tonight. Paige is mine. I'm not sharing. It's going to be her first time. No threesomes for first timers," Hailey said as Paige finally stopped thinking about her obvious lack of girly gaydar.

"Fine," Kinsey said with a resigned sigh, "But next time I spend the night someone better eat my pussy or I'm kicking someone's ass." Paige had no idea if she was joking or not, but the idea was definitely intriguing no matter how you looked at it.

After Hailey glossed over Kinsey's last comment with a dismissive "yeah, yeah" they talked for a little bit more about more mundane things and Paige finally joined in now that normalcy was restored. Well, kind of anyway. The way Hailey was softly stroking her inner thigh as they all chatted was a little different. It was nice, but very, very different.

It wasn't that much longer before the bus pulled into the high school parking lot. Cindy was waiting there in her ultra-motherly Escalade and Paige said a silent thank you to Kinsey for interrupting and staying around because she would've felt a little weird about riding home with her step mom and Hailey while thinking only about what was going to happen when they all got home and Cindy went upstairs to go sleep with Paige's father.

Thankfully, Hailey was on her best behavior as they all rode home together. Not that this was amazing considering Hailey was apparently an expert at keeping her secrets secret, but it was interesting to watch her in action knowing what she knew. It helped make Paige feel a tad less stupid for not noticing before. Hailey was a pro at keeping her cool. 

It got a little frustrating when they arrived at Paige's house. Paige was a terrible mix of anxious, nervous, and incredibly horny. She wasn't sure how every thing was going to go down, but while a part of scared to death another larger part of her was desperate to finally get Hailey alone behind a locked door and find out what it was like to do more than just make-out with another girl. But Hailey, calm as calm could be, insisted on chatting with Cindy like nothing was on her mind.

Paige tried very hard for about fifteen minutes of talking about cheer camp and whether or not Hailey was ever going to get her car fixed before school started and where Cindy bought that bracelet and on and on before she started having a hard time faking her smile. After another ten minutes of pointless bantering Paige finally cleared her throat and did a wonderful impression of a yawn before informing her step mom that she was pretty tired from the bus ride and she was probably just going to go to bed.

Hailey followed suit without hesitation and with a final reminder from Cindy that she and Paige's father probably wouldn't be home when they woke up and some other stuff Paige barely heard as she waited for an opening to finally say goodnight. When that opportunity finally arrived she took full advantage of it and headed off to her room with a Hailey in tow, smiling knowingly while reading Paige like a book.

"My, my, my," she whispered into Paige's ear when they paused at her bedroom door and Hailey took advantage of that to wrap herself around Paige from behind, "Someone is certainly anxious."

Paige giggled partially from nerves, but also because Hailey decided to nibble on her ear immediately after she was done speaking. Hailey's fingers quickly found their way under Paige's shirt to lightly scrape across the sensitive skin of her belly making Paige squirm a little. 




Discovering Paige



"Stop it," Paige whispered shyly as Hailey moved to kissing her neck now that they were out of sight, "You're distracting me. I can't unlock my door." It was just a little pop lock with a hole in it that could be unlocked by damned near anything thin enough and long enough to fit in the hole, but she was having a hard time slipping the simple key in while Hailey teased her. She only locked it because she could. It was a reflex she developed in her initial stages of teenaged privacy fixation.

"Fine, but you're going to get it as soon as you open that door," Hailey murmured as she kissed Paige just below her ear and gently slid her hands out from under Paige's shirt slowly. Paige couldn't help but blush a little bit at this promise, but she finally managed to slip the key into the hole and popped the lock. 

Once the door was open and they entered the room Paige didn't even get a chance to flick the light switch and barely had enough time to click the lock as the door shut before Hailey turned her around and pinned her against the wall with a warm, loving kiss. It was returned without pause as Paige's arms found their way around Hailey's waist to pull her friend tightly to her. Hailey returned the favor with glee.

Escalation, however, was the name of the game. Soon simply holding one another tightly was not enough. They were young and in lust. Patience was not on the menu at the moment. Maybe later, but right now they were hardly worried about restraint and self control as hands began to find their way under t-shirts and down to belt buckles. 

They kissed even as they tore at each other's clothes, always striving to maintain contact with some bit of soft flesh. Necks, ears, foreheads, armpits, whatever. It didn't matter. As they stood in the small entrance way of Paige's basement room it was all fair game as long as it was unclothed. 

This rule held true up until Hailey managed to unhook Paige's bra and exposed Paige's cute, little breasts. Even in the relative darkness of the still unlit room they were stunning. Hailey simply had to switch on the light just to see them. 

They were even more beautiful in the light; so small and delicate looking with beautiful, tiny nipples sticking out at their peak. Almost white, especially when compared to the light brown of Paige's tanned flesh. They were so soft and inviting, and begging to be touched, fondled, licked, and bit.

"You're so beautiful," Hailey whispered in a soft voice as she reached up to gently caress Paige's small breasts. Paige could only manage a sigh in return before she pulled Hailey's lips back to hers for a needy kiss. The sigh became a moan as the caress became more urgent and Hailey's deft fingers teased Paige's already taut nipples.

The kisses didn't stay on each other's lips for long. No, soon Hailey was busy kissing and licking her way slowly down Paige's body. She did take a few detours to nibble on Paige's delectable little earlobes or to kiss her long, beautiful neck, but her immediate goal was a bit further down. 

Paige tried her best to pull Hailey back up to her for another kiss as Hailey got closer and closer to her goal, but Hailey was not in the mood to be deterred. With a minimum of effort Hailey managed to grab Paige's hands and hold them at her side as she softly kissed between Paige's breasts.

"Oh god," Paige sighed softly as her arms went a little limp at the mere thought of Hailey's mouth on her breasts. Hailey released her lover's arms then and quickly found them on her shoulders as Paige softly stroked her hair. 

Paige sighed contentedly as Hailey made love to her breasts with her warm, gentle mouth. She didn't even try to guide her friend's attentions. Her hands were merely along for the ride on Hailey's head as her mind reveled in the sensations that were coursing through her nervous system from the sensitive nerve endings in her nipples.

It was amazing. Paige didn't know if it was the excitement of the moment or the fact that Hailey really was that much better than the two boys she'd been with up to that point, but she did know that what Hailey was doing to her nipples was a thing of pure joy. Paige was having a hard time standing up despite the fact that she was leaning against the wall. It only got worse after Hailey's hand found its way down her pants.

It started with a little quake in her legs. It was just a little shiver as Hailey's fingers gently slid between her lips and brushed against her clit. The quake then became a total collapse on the back stroke of Hailey's exploratory touch as everything went white and she felt the quickest orgasm of her short life overtake her by complete surprise.

"Oh shit," Hailey managed to spit out when she realized Paige was collapsing. This was quickly followed by a shocked laugh as she quickly realized what had happened. Hailey felt pretty damned proud of herself at that moment until she noticed Paige blushing a deep, deep red. 

"Oh, I'm sorry," Hailey said before kissing Paige sweetly next to the eye that was closest to her as Paige averted her eyes in embarrassment then saying, "Maybe we should move to the bed now?" Hailey then gently turned Paige to face her by gently grabbing her chin, and kissed her until the blush retreated and she began to kiss back.

"Ready?" Hailey said softly after their lips separated. Paige could only nod shyly and bite her lip in a way that made Hailey want to kiss her again. She did, but only briefly before separating from Paige with a big, beautiful smile on her face as she grabbed Paige's hand and led her to her own bed.

"I think now would be a good time to finish getting naked, don't you?" Hailey said after they reached the foot of Paige's bed. Again Paige could only nod before reaching down and starting to slide her pants off. Hailey reached out and stopped her. "Let me do that."

Paige acquiesced and let her friend slowly slide her pants past her narrow hips. "Sit down," Hailey said as she slapped the edge of Paige's bed. Paige did as she was told and Hailey finished sliding off her pants. Naturally Paige expected her panties to come off next, but instead Hailey simply leaned in and softly kissed Paige's bellybutton before gently pushing Paige down and then kissing her again on her belly.

"I thought were supposed to get naked," Paige said, giggling as Hailey's hair brushed her sensitive belly.

"Ticklish much?" Hailey asked between kisses as she ignored Paige's comment and continued placing soft kisses on her lover's belly and allowing her hair to gently slide across Paige's belly eliciting even more soft, nervous giggles from Paige.

"Stop it," Paige finally said as she lightly slapped Hailey's hand.

"But it's fun," Hailey came back, "Besides, you have a cute giggle." That brought the blush back onto Paige's skin and made Hailey smile as she kissed her friend just above her panty lines. "You look cute when you do that, too. I'm going to have to embarrass you more often."

"You're so mean," Paige whispered as she watched and felt Hailey's fingers slide under the elastic of her panties and begin to pull them down. 

"I know," Hailey admitted sheepishly as she eased Paige's panties past her friend's knees and let them drop to the floor. "I'm sorry," she said as she kissed Paige's inner thigh, "there must be something I could do to make up for it."

Paige could manage no response as Hailey continued to place soft kisses on her thigh getting closer and closer to Paige's already very moist pussy. Then, just as Paige inhaled a deep breath in anticipation of Hailey's mouth on her pussy, she placed another soft kiss right above her cunt and then started kissing Paige's other thigh.

"You are such a fucking tease," Paige said a little too loudly as she exhaled. Hailey smiled and kept on kissing Paige everywhere except where Paige most wanted her to. Still, despite the fact that those kisses where not on her pussy Paige couldn't help but squirm a little when Hailey kissed a particularly sensitive patch of skin. 

The more Hailey teased the more sensitive spots she seemed to uncover. By the time her kisses reached the back of Paige's knee, Paige couldn't resist the urge to reach down and play with herself. Hailey did nothing to stop her. Instead she began to kiss her way back to Paige's pussy at a leisurely pace while watching Paige's fingers work out of the corner of her eye.

Paige was so lost in Hailey's soft kisses and light strokes and her own ministrations that when Hailey gently grabbed her hand she almost gasped. Instead she just sighed with contentment as she stared into Hailey's eyes while Hailey brought Paige's wet fingers to her mouth and licked them clean. It was something she could safely say neither of her boyfriends had ever done or probably even thought of. If she hadn't already been wet she was absolutely certain she would've been instantly soaked.

"Nice," was all Hailey had to say as she finished cleaning Paige's fingers of sweetness and then kissed Paige's hand softly. She then placed Paige's hand on her thigh before finally placing a light kiss on Paige's crease.

Their eyes remained locked until Hailey's tongue snaked out of her mouth to slowly and sensuously taste Paige's honey straight from the source. It was just too much for Paige to bear as her eyes shut on their own accord and her neck allowed her head to fall to the mattress. Her head shot back up only a second later when she felt Hailey's fingers softly spreading apart her lips to trace her inner center with her tongue.

"Oh..." was all Paige could manage as her neck failed her again while Hailey's finger replaced her tongue to make soft entreaties before delving just ever so slightly into Paige's moist and warm pussy. Hailey just smiled to herself proudly before licking at Paige's hood while Paige began to squirm and groan ecstatically at the lightest of touches.

The excitement and the anticipation were just too much for Paige. Every single touch, kiss or lick from Hailey seemed to send her leaping towards another orgasm. Paige wanted to control herself and enjoy the feelings and sensations the Hailey was making her feel, but she just couldn't help herself. Every little touch brought her closer and closer.

Hailey, however, had no qualms about bringing Paige to a quick, glorious orgasm. She just had no intention of stopping once she had it. No, once she really got going she wouldn't cease until Paige either passed out or made her stop. She had no preference for either just as long as she blew Paige's mind in the process.

As Hailey's finger finally slid all the way inside of Paige's cunt while her lips found their way around Paige's highly aroused clit to give it a loving little suck the inevitable happened. Paige's breathing came to a complete halt as her body became suddenly stiff until, with a long drawn out breath she squealed in ecstasy as she bit down hard on her pillow. Hailey kept sucking, licking, and pumping even as Paige's juice soaked her chin and her cunt spasmed around her fingers.

When Paige had returned to a more moderate level of panting and groaning Hailey decided that it was a good time to try another finger. Paige's gasping breath quickly followed by a soft squeal as Hailey inserted the second finger told her that she'd made the proper decision. The shivering sigh that escaped Paige's lips as Hailey curled and twisted those fingers just offered further proof along those lines.

One of Paige's hands found its way to Hailey's hair while she used her other to prop herself up. She had hardly calmed down, but she was driven by the urge to see Hailey as she made her feel better than she'd ever thought possible. What she saw was simply too beautiful to describe. The sight of Hailey's exquisite, dark eyes staring back at her with such joyful passion and even some love while her mouth was latched on to her throbbing clit and her fingers moved in such deliriously wonderful ways was almost too much to bear. She almost came again just staring into Hailey's eyes, but she suddenly found the strength to fight that wonderful urge. Paige wanted to enjoy this. She wanted to make it last at least a little bit longer. 

"You are so fucking beautiful," Paige found herself saying in a soft, shaky voice as she continued to stare into Hailey's eyes when she could. Her hips were beginning to buck slightly as she fought the urge to come again too quickly and her eyes were having a hard time staying open.

Hailey didn't respond. At least, she didn't respond with words. Instead she replied with actions. She stopped playfully exploring Paige's pussy and instead began to fuck her with her fingers while sucking just a bit harder on Paige's already highly sensitized clit. Paige found herself flat on her back almost instantly. If she hadn't been busy groaning and writhing under Hailey's attentions she would've been thanking her parents silently for giving her a room far enough away from theirs that they couldn't hear grunting out obscenities as she felt her third orgasm of the night beginning to overtake her. 

She tried to fight it even as her hips began to take on a life of their own and her hands found their way to her breasts to knead the soft flesh there only to find them joined by Hailey's free hand stroking and tweaking a nipple hard enough to cut glass. Hailey soon found it necessary to bring that hand to Paige's hip to control Paige's bucking before she broke Hailey's nose.

"Are you going to come?" Hailey teased, knowing full well the answer to her question as she momentarily allowed her fingers to take over her mouth's task of stimulating Paige's throbbing nubbin. She smiled brightly to herself before diving back in for another taste as the only answer Paige could muster was a burst of sweet obscenities mixed with impassioned groans of ecstasy.

Hailey barely had time to revel in her own prideful amusement when she suddenly felt Paige's warm wetness suddenly squirt onto her face. Paige, instead of just freezing and going limp, shook in little waves and almost lost consciousness as the orgasm coursed through her young body and overloaded her brain with pure ecstatic joy.

When she finally came down she was a limp, sweat soaked, rag doll for a good thirty seconds before she came to enough to slap Hailey away from her crotch. Her clit was too sensitive to be touched at the moment and she was far too worn out. She needed a little break to recover.

Hailey just laughed at the light little slap and, after taking a moment to shed what remained of her clothes, crawled on to the bed and laid down next to Paige as she rubbed her eyes and smiled dreamily. With a bit of unwanted effort Hailey managed to help Paige scoot up so her legs were no longer hanging off the edge of the bed, then rewarded her with a nice, long, luxurious kiss.

At first they just laid there side by side, softly exploring each other's mouth, hands merely resting on each other's bodies. Soon, though, that position proved to be a tad uncomfortable, which forced Hailey to lay half on top of Paige's sweat damp body.

"Do you like how you taste?" Hailey whispered into Paige's ear as she ventured there to lick gently around her friend's ear. Paige just giggled a little, half from the question and half from the sensation of Hailey's tongue. 

Paige really wanted to respond to the question with some sexy, seductive line, but nothing came to mind. Instead, after she stopped giggling, she merely urged Hailey to lie on top of her so she could feel her full weight and her soft skin rubbing ever so delightfully against her own. Hailey was more than happy to oblige.

Hailey really didn't mind Paige's lack of response. She was more than happy to just lie on top of her all night long, kissing her sweet lipped friend and feeling her soft, naked flesh beneath her own. She also had every intention of making Paige come a few more times before they fell asleep and when they woke up in the morning and many, many times after that.

She had no expectations of Paige even "returning the favor" that night. She was more than happy to play the role of the giver this first time. Not that she had no desire to come. She just wasn't in a hurry and was fully aware that Paige had never done this kind of thing before. There was a difference between making love to a girl and letting a boy fuck you. After those three fast, glorious orgasms she knew full well that Paige would be begging her to stay over for many nights to come. There was no rush. But the night was hardly over yet. If it happened that Paige wanted to do for Hailey what Hailey had done for her, Hailey had no intention of denying her that experience. She didn't care either way at that moment. Besides, there were other ways to have fun with another girl. 

As they kissed and pawed at each other one of those other ways slowly began to present itself. While hands kneaded buttocks and fingernails gently scrapped softly muscled backs, their thighs just seemed to naturally migrate to each others warm, moist crevices and hips began to softly roll to create friction. For Hailey it was familiar act, something she'd done while making out countless times. For Paige it seemed to come as a complete shock when she rolled her hips against Hailey's lean, soft thigh and her sensitive, throbbing clit suddenly received a glorious jolt. 

Paige actually gasped into Hailey's mouth as her hips involuntary humped at Hailey's sweaty flesh with a bit a force behind them. Hailey would have laughed had she not been a little busy maneuvering her hands under Paige's butt to pull her friend hard against her as she ground down hard against Paige's thigh.

"Kiss me," Hailey said in an insistent voice as she realized she'd underestimated her own need to come. She had to repeat herself because Paige was more than a little distracted by the combined sensations of Hailey's hands pulling her hard against her and the pure joy that was shooting into her brain from her clit. After Hailey repeated the request, however, Paige more than happily accepted the invitation to kiss her new lover while they fucked.

Soon enough the room was alive with the combined sound of Hailey and Paige grunting into each others mouths, and the tortured sound of Paige's bed springs squeaking loudly in protest as they began to grind each against each other with ever increasing speed and force. Soon the sensations they were giving each other with their lustful humping made it impossible to keep the kiss going without risking a bitten tongue or a cracked forehead and they somewhat reluctantly stopped that particular contact while simply renewing their other efforts.

The moaning only got louder as the noises of their lovemaking were no longer muffled by their kiss. Moans became interspersed with obscene and loving encouragement from both girls as they spurred each other on. They tried their best to whisper these as they stared into each other's eyes when they could keep their eyes open, but they found it hard to keep their voices steady enough to control the volume of their voices. 

When Paige's hands found their way to Hailey's butt cheeks to knead their soft flesh and pull Hailey tighter to her as they tribbed, Hailey found herself no longer able to simply lay on top of Paige. No, she found herself quickly rearing up and arching her back while holding herself up with shaky arms as she pounded her pussy against Paige's thigh with even more force. Her orgasm was approaching at a rapid clip and her former patience had long since vanished from the scene.

She was already close to going over the edge when Paige finally took some initiative and did something so much better than grasping and pawing at Hailey. She somehow found the strength and, more importantly, the wherewithal to crane her neck upwards so she could take Hailey's hard, aroused nipple into her loving, little mouth to suckle on the over sensitized nub of flesh. However, it was the accidental bite that sent Hailey over the precipice.