0 comments/ 147959 views/ 12 favorites Exploring Megan Ch. 1 By: bonzob34 Megan looked herself up and down in the large mirror on her closet door. She pulled up the front of her white tank top to look at her stomach. It was perfectly smooth, except for the small ring sticking up from her navel. She was proud of having convinced her mom to allow that, but NEVER wanted to get anything more daring. She could see what guys wanted with her, she guessed. Slim, short natural-blonde hair, and what she thought was a really nice butt. She supposed she looked like one of those girls from a lecher's dream. Running her hand over her stomach, she moved it a little lower, so that her finger tips slipped under the elastic of her white panties. Her eyes hadn't quite closed yet when she heard her father's voice yelling from downstairs. "Dear! Come on down, we're leaving!" Megan started and drew her hand away from her waistline; there would be time for that sort of thing after her parents had left. Bounding downstairs, she put her arms around her father and gave him a big kiss on the cheek. "Bye daddy!" "You're mother and I want you know that you have our complete trust. But, you're only 18, and since this is your first time with the house all to yourself for more than a week (her parents were going on a cruise for three weeks), no one, and I mean, NO ONE, is to be in this house other than Jill. Got me?" "Sure thing, Dad," she replied reluctantly. After kissing her mom good-bye, she watched out the window as their station wagon pulled out of the drive way. And then she was along. For a second, she reveled in it, and then it hit her that it wasn't really that big of a deal at all. So she resigned herself to find something to occupy her time. Perhaps a little television would do the trick. . . It was around 5:00 clock that evening when the doorbell rang at Megan's house. She opened the door and told the pizza man to wait while she found some cash. Finding her supplies short, she went into her parents' room and opened her dad's top drawer. Nothing. She worked her way down to the second to last drawer. She opened it. No money, but there were some video tapes with the labels ripped off. Interesting. Megan made a mental note to return later. It was in the bottom drawer that she found her dad's wallet, and she borrowed a twenty for the pizza man. "Thanks a lot," she said to him. "No problem," he replied with a grin. He was quite ugly. His eyes wondered down to her small, A-cup chest before she closed the door, sending him on his way. She headed to the kitchen to enjoy her pizza. She ate slowly, thinking over what these next few weeks alone would be like. A little freedom couldn't hurt, she laughed to herself. She planned to spend a lot of time at home. The central air conditioning felt a LOT better than the sweltering heat outside her suburban Texas town. Maybe she would call Jill to come over later. For now, she just wanted to relax and watch the television. It was almost 8:00 when she remembered the videos she had seen earlier. Heading back to her parents' room, she opened her dad's drawer and pulled out the top cassette. She carried it to the living room, where her big screen TV awaited, and hit the rewind button. She had a suspicious feeling about the movies, so she went around and closed all of the curtains as the tape rewound. The VCR made a clicking noise, signaling that it had finished its assigned task. For some reason, Megan was a little nervous. But she grabbed the remote and hit "play." As the pre-film black played through, Megan nestled into the couch and put her legs up on the table. Some corny, rhythmic music came up, along with the movies title, "Catholic School Girls Start Right on Time." "This could get interesting," Megan thought to herself playfully. Truth be told, she was starting to feel a little horny, and her pussy was starting to warm up as her juices flowed more freely. On screen, two girls in school uniforms sat on a bed talking. Both blonde bimbos with long hair. The one on the right was pretending, rather badly, to cry. "No, don't cry," the one on the left said. "It'll be alright." "But I'm gonna miss him," bimbo #1 sobbed. "Oh, hush. We'll get you cheered up." "Really?" "Of course!" The one on the left gave the girl on the right a big hug. And then a kiss. Suddenly they were in a passionate kiss, and the girl on the left had her hand inside the other girl's shirt! Megan was rubbing her legs together, and getting incredibly hot. She had never really had a thing for most guys, but she figured it was because she hadn't met the right one. Why on earth was she being turned on by lesbianism?! The thought had never occurred to her. Yet there was no denying how turned on she was at the moment. Her thoughts were driven to more immediate concerns, as on screen, the previously crying girl's skirt had been pulled up, admitting the other girl to her shaven pussy. She began to moan and pinch her nipple through her shirt as the other blonde girl licked up and down her pussy and inserted a finger into her slit. Megan, meanwhile, had her eyes glued to the screen. Her breathe was quickening, and her left handed had wandered up to pinch the protruding nipple of her right breast through her thin white tank top and bra. Her right hand, meanwhile, had found its way to her face, where she was munching on the end of her index finger. The blonde getting her pussy eaten out began yelping and moaning, then screaming. Her hands pulled the other girls face deeper into her mound, aching for more pleasure. But Megan was no longer paying attention. Megan's eyes were sealed and she was breathing heavily through gritted teeth. Both of her hands were working on unbuttoning her jean shorts. Her left handed moved over her stomach, then up under her shirt where she could better access her chest. Her right hand, meanwhile, slipped into her panties and began to work her pussy. She moved her middle finger up and down her slit a few times, then inserted it into her hole. She gasped as it reached all the way in. She then began twisting and pumping it very slowly. Her eyes were completely closed now, the movie forgotten. Low moans were escaping from her mouth, and her whole body squirmed from the pleasure that she was giving herself. Megan planted her feet on the coffee table and spread her legs to give herself better access to her pussy. She wanted to remove her shorts, but it wasn't worth the time it would take away from pleasuring herself. She was done fingering herself now, and instead was rubbing away at her clit, her hand stretching the elastic of her panties. Her shirt was pulled up over her chest now, and her left breast was exposed to the world as she pinched and pulled on her nipple. She felt heat running everywhere. Her hand moved faster and faster, more and more urgently. Then, she screamed. And came. Megan had never come so hard in her life. She had orgasmed once or twice before while masturbating, but this was like something entirely different. She spasmed for a full minute as her hand slowed on her pussy and she sunk into the couch. She sat for another minute of bliss, and then shook herself off. She decided a shower was in order. She reached for the remote to turn off the film and return it, but then saw what was on the screen. The once-sad bimbo was sucking her own juices off of the other woman's finger. Megan was really turned on, and she stuck her own finger in her mouth. The taste was weird, but she kind of liked it. She sucked her finger clean, and then put away her movie. Well, it wasn't actually hers, but she felt like it was. Megan headed up stairs to her room. She stripped her clothes off, and then headed to the bathroom for a shower. Once inside though, she thought the better of it and instead opened up the faucet, filling the bath with steaming water. When it was full, she lowered herself slowly into its steamy depths. Her thoughts turned immediately to her experience just moments ago, and her hands meandered down her smooth skin and began to slowly work at her well-trimmed pussy. She never came, or even intended too, just slowly and gently pleasured herself to sleep. Exploring Megan Ch. 2 The days of summer were long and lazy. Megan tried to spend them as far from possible from the Texas heat. The majority of her time was spent with her best friend, Jill, at the local mall, pizza joint, ice cream stand, and especially at the pool. All of the guys would stare at her in her tankini as she walked around the pool. She supposed she like the attention, but she'd never really met a guy that she was crazy about. To tell the truth, she wasn't really all that crazy about guys in general. Still, it was certainly gratifying to have 20 teenage guys following her ass with their eyes. She only wished she had a bigger chest. Like Jill's. She would swear that for every set of eyes following her ass, there were 5 following Jill's chest. When she wasn't out of the house, she spent a lot of her time in front of the TV. Her dad had some kind of lesbian fetish; all of his videos were all-girl. She felt weird about it, but there was no denying how much they turned her on. She kept popping them in. She especially like to watch scenes involving double-headed dildos. There was something about two women, both so full, their every movement pleasuring the other: it really turned her on. In general, the days were passing really slowly; and she found that she had a lot of time to herself and almost nothing to do. Megan was checking her e-mail about 3 days after her parents had left, when she found yet another ad. "Goddamn spam" she said, and was on the point of deleting it when she read the subject. "CheapSexToys.com" it read. That gave her quite an interesting idea. She clicked the letter open and headed towards the link. The first thing that astonished Megan was the incredible size of the website. She had never imagined that there was such a huge variety of sex toys. Everything from "magic" pleasure oils to handcuffs to huge, vibrating dildos mounted on chairs. She went to a link labeled, "essentials." The page popped up, listing about ten must-have toys. Mostly basic vibrators. She looked them over, and then picked an interesting one to put in her shopping cart. Thank god her parents had given her a credit card! It was a medium sized smooth blue vibrator called "the blue devil." Corny name, but it certainly looked exciting. She was about to checkout when her eyes caught another interesting picture. It was a string of 5 metallic balls connected by a wire. On one end, there was a vibration control. It looked really hot! Megan popped it into her cart. She suddenly felt guilty using her parents' credit card for this, but her hand drifted over her mouse and placed the order. She felt very naughty as she ordered, yet inside couldn't wait for her package to arrive. Just thinking about it was making her hot. As she closed netscape, she realized that her right hand was rubbing at her crotch through her cloth shorts. She unzipped them and kicked them off, revealing the incredibly wet crotch of her cotton panties. They were really getting wet as she continued rubbing, so that they became semi-translucent and clung to the shape of her pussy. The sight of it turned her on even more! She ripped off tee-shirt and began squeezing and pinching her nipples with her left hand as her right hand continued to rub her clit through her panties. Eyes sealed, she was leaning back in her chair and moaning. Megan needed to be filled. She pulled off her panties and pushed her middle finger deep inside of her, pumping with it as she used her thumb to keep rubbing her clit. She didn't feel full, but it still felt great. She was moaning loudly now. She felt an orgasm building in the pit of her stomach. She groaned and nearly fell out of the chair as her pussy spasmed, squeezing her finger and pouring its juices out on to her legs and the seat of the chair. Megan took a minute to calm down before getting up. She was naked, and her pussy was soaked. But she was still horny, and needed more than a finger. She couldn't wait for her toys to come! Then an idea struck her, and she headed downstairs. Once in the kitchen, Megan headed to the island in the middle. She had detoured on the way to pick up some Vaseline. Heading straight for the fruit bowl, she withdrew a banana. The mere sight of it made her horny. She needed to be filled up. She opened up the jelly and took a scoop on to her finger. She rubbed it up and down the outside of the banana until it was well coated. Pulling a chair out from the table, she sat down and propped her right leg up on the table. Her pussy was almost bare. She didn't shave it, but she kept it well trimmed. The pinkness of her engorged clit was showing from between her lips, and she was desperately horny. She took the tip of the banana and pushed it slowly in. She could feel it stretching the lips of her pussy. It felt incredible! She pushed it in farther, taking about 6" of it inside her snatch. "Oh god," she moaned. She started to slowly pump it. She was tossing her head from side to side and moaning. Her left hand pumped while her right hand played with her clit. IN and out, in and out. It felt incredible. She was close to coming now. Megan made a mental note to get the video camera out next time. She wanted to see this: she couldn't even imagine how hot she must look with her legs spread wide and a banana plunged into her! "You couldn't even imagine how hot that looks," came Jill's voice. Megan froze with fear. Exploring Megan Ch. 3 Megan looked up at Jill in terror. Most of her horniness was quashed by how scared she was. What would Jill think of her, sitting there with a banana shoved six or seven inches into her cunt? And all she could say was, "you couldn't even imagine how hot that looks?!" Megan was trying to think of a response to Jill's totally tactless comment, but Jill acted before she could come up with anything. "You look like you could use a hand there," Jill said, and she walked up to Megan. Placing her right hand behind Megan's head, she tilted it up and began to kiss her lips. Megan resisted. What was Jill doing? Jill wasn't a lesbian! Was she? Was Megan? Thoughts flooded through her head as she held her lips tightly sealed. Meanwhile, Jill's left hand grabbed the end of the banana and began slowly pumping it in and out of Megan's incredibly wet pussy. The thoughts racing through Megan's head were being overshadowed by the intense pleasure coming from her soaked, hungry slit. Jill's hand was twisting and pumping the banana, and despite her protests Megan couldn't help but feel the pleasure of it. Megan stopped trying to push Jill away. Slowly, her lips gave in to Jill's proddings and opened wide. Jill's tongue danced in her mouth, as Megan began to tentatively kiss her back. Megan felt an orgasm building as she leaned back in the chair. All she could think about was coming. She began bucking her hips trying as hard as he could to force the banana in deeper. She felt an orgasm coming, and tried to warn Jill, but couldn't get a word out as Jill's tongue continued to occupy hers. She pulled away from Jill, moaning as she came, and sank back into the chair. Jill lowered her slowly into the seat. She slowed her pumping of the banana and then pulled it's dripping length out of Megan's pussy. "Christ Jill, that felt great." She shook her head to clear it. "But what are you doing?" Megan managed to get out between her heavy panting. Jill ignored her. "All this excitement is making me hungry," she responded. She peeled the soaked banana and took a bite. "A bit plain, it needs some more flavor." "What the fuck are you talking. . ." Megan was cut off as Jill pushed the soft banana into her pussy. "You still look a little horny," Jill said. "And I'm quite hungry." She began to pump the now-peeled banana in Megan's cunt. Megan could feel it mingling with her juices as little pieces broke off inside of her. Jill with drew the somewhat mutilated banana. And took a bite. It was covered in Megan's juices. "Delicious! Have a bite." Jill took it and shoved the edge into Megan's mouth. Megan could think of nothing to do but chew. Its taste didn't matter, she was so turned on by the fact she was eating something that had been inside of her, and even more turned on that Jill was doing the same. "Mmmmm, that was good," Jill said licking her fingers. "But I'm still hungry. I want the rest of my banana." She got on her knees and moved her mouth to Megan's pussy. Megan couldn't believe her eyes. Or the pleasure that suddenly came to her. Jill's tongue pushed inside of her, scraping the walls of her slit clean of the fruit. Megan had never felt anything like it. She hadn't imagined getting eaten out would be this great, not to mention having it done by a girl! "All done!" Jill smiled up at her from between her legs. But I'm thirsty. I think a little cum will wash this down nicely." Megan could only nod and pull Jill's face to her waiting entrance. Jill showed surprising skill at pussy-eating. Megan was soon moaning again, pulling Jill's head into her clit with one hand and pinching her nipples with the other. Jill, meanwhile, was fingering Megan and sucking on her clit. If only Megan knew how long Jill had wanted her! Jill's free hand was between her legs, rubbing at her clit through her shorts. As her two fingers pumped in and out, she sucked Megan's clit into her mouth. Using her lips to pull it in, she used her tongue to flick it and tease it. Megan tasted so good. Megan spasmed, and then came. Her thighs squeezed, pulling Jill tight to her as her feet wrapped around Jill's head. Jill kept on tonguing her clit. Megan's juices poured into her mouth, but she just swallowed and kept on licking. Megan came again. And again, before Jill finally stopped. Five times in one day! Megan was so tired out, she slumped in her chair. Jill stoop up and kissed her cheek. "We didn't need to go the gym; we got a workout right here. She kissed Megan again. This time, there was no fight. Megan wrapped her arms around Jill. It was such a turn on to taste her juices in Jill's mouth, but she didn't think could've come again that day for any amount of money. "Let's go get cleaned up, babe. Last one to the shower is a rotten egg!" Megan followed Jill to her parent's giant bathroom and turned on the water. Megan grabbed Jill's shirt and pulled it slowly over her head, revealing a black bra that covered a pair of beautiful, C-cup tits. She kissed Jill as she reached around and removed the bra. She then pulled off her friends shorts and now thoroughly wet underpants. They stepped into the shower. Jill picked up a bar of soap and gently ran it over every inch of Megan's body, paying special attention to her most sensitive areas. "It's your turn now, " said Megan. She took the soap and began to soap her friend up. After rinsing off Jill's tits, she began to lick and tease her nipples. Jill seemed to be enjoying herself, from the look on her face. A moan escaped her mouth, but Megan stopped anyway. She moved around behind Jill to get a look at her nice ass (not as nice as her own, but nice, Megan thought to herself) and then reached around front, running the soap down Jill's belly and over her mound. "Mmmmmm," was all that escaped Jill's lips. Megan dropped the soap and began rubbing her clit with her palm as she kissed and sucked on the back of her neck. Megan could feel Jill's clit getting hard, so she stopped and grabbed the shower head off of the wall. She pointed it at Jill's wet mound. She moved it closer, so that the spray teased Jill's pussy as it had done for hers so many times before. Soon, Jill was moaning and groaning. "Oohs, Fuck me." She whispered. As her pleasure increased, she got louder and louder. "Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me fuck me fuck me. Fuck me with the water, you dirty little cunt! FUCK ME!" She grunted as she came, shaking. Megan held her up, supporting her weight. After a few more minutes of caressing and kissing, Megan shut off the water and they got out of the stand-up shower. Megan and Jill were sitting in the kitchen, eating leftover pizza together. "Why did you come over here, anyway," Megan finally asked. "You invited me yesterday, remember dummy?" Jill laughed. "Aren't you glad I came?" "Of course I'm glad you came. I had just forgotten that I invited you, that's all." "Well, I was actually about an hour early. But I was in the neighborhood, so I thought I'd drop by and see if you were in. Once I saw you in the kitchen, with that banana inside of you, I just had to come inside." They sat in silence for a moment. "Jill, Are you a lesbian?" Megan asked. "Yeah. I have been for a while really. Occasionally I'm attracted to guys, but I'm mostly a lesbian. I've wanted to do it with you for a while, but I was worried you would turn my away." "Am I a, um, lesbian?" "Did you like what we did today?" "Yeah, well, it felt great, but. . ." "Are you attracted to me, and other women?" "Yes, I guess so, but. . ." "Well, I had trouble admitting it to myself for a while to. But it sounds to me like you're a lesbian. Do you like guys too?" "Well, I thought I did, but now I'm not so sure. Maybe I was just lying to myself that whole time." Megan sat in silence for a moment. She couldn't be a lesbian, could she? This was too weird. "Look, let's go do something else now. I told my mom I was gonna sleep over, let's go rent a movie and hang out. Cool?" asked Jill. "Sounds like a great idea, babe." They spent the rest of the night hanging out, and didn't bring up their day's activities again, but it was in the back of Megan's mind the whole time. She couldn't believe, didn't want to believe that she was a lesbian. But she couldn't deny how much pleasure Jill had given her. She'd never been close to that attracted to any guy she knew. Megan could tell that her life was changing, but she wasn't quite sure how. Exploring Megan Ch. 4 Megan hadn't talked to Jill for a couple of days. She still felt awkward about the other day. It had been fun and all, of course it had been fun, but Megan didn't really understand her feelings. It was okay to be a lesbian right? She tried to belief what she had always been told about gays being the same as everyone else, but it wasn't easy in coming. But through it all, she felt the want, no, the need, to call Jill. She desperately wanted to feel those same pleasures again. And give them again. Oh, what should she do? Finally, Megan was defeated by her thoughts and picked up the phone. "Hey, Jill? Yeah, it's me, Megan. What's up? Uh-huh. Of course, it's only. . . yeah, well, you understand I'm sure. Anyway, I was wondering if you'd like to come over and um, I don't know, do something? Cool. Why don't you come in like, half an hour? Okay, cool. Yeah, I'll say you then." She hung up the phone. It was about twenty minutes later that the doorbell rang. "Early again," Megan thought to herself. But when she opened the door, it was not who she had expected. Suddenly, her previous uncertainties temporarily forgotten, she had a wonderful idea. Jill made a right turn in her new jeep. Her parents were rich, and this jeep wrangler was neither the first nor the last in a long line of evidence for that fact. Jill's mind was not on her money, though. She was thinking about Megan. Jill had always figured Megan was a lesbian; she had never seemed attracted to guys. Maybe that's what always made her so attractive to Jill: she wanted to be the one to win her over. But Jill was worried. She hadn't been able to help herself the other day, but now she was worried that she'd rushed into things to fast and scared Megan off. Oh god, she hoped not. She had TONS more fantasies she wanted to try with Megan. She was so sexually ready and willing if you just prodded her in the right direction. And Jill really liked her. The sex was only part of it. I mean, they'd been friends forever, long before Jill had even hoped to seduce her. She made the left turn into Megan's driveway and stopped her car. Putting it in park, she pulled the key out of the ignition, got out and locked the door. She checked herself out in the mirror. Her dark eyes looked good next to her deep brown hair. She adjusted her short sleeved blue t-shirt, pulling at the color to let in some air. It didn't do much. Even in her somewhat-less-than-knee-length black skirt, the heat was thick in the air. She headed for the front door, looking forward to the air conditioning that awaited her inside. Mounting the steps, she reached for the doorbell, but something stopped her. Perhaps Megan could be tempted into another passionate evening? She reached for the knob and tried it. Locked. A thought occurred to her, and She reached up over the door frame and extracted the key. She placed it in the lock. . . Megan watched from inside as Jill walked up. But she didn't push the bell. She was going to sneak in, was she? Well Megan had a better idea. . . Jill opened the door and pushed it closed behind her. She tiptoed through the living room in search of Megan. Then, she stopped walking for a moment. Jill reached up under her short black skirt and pulled her underwear down around her ankles. Stepping out of it, she held it aloft. "Megan, I have a present for you! It smells really good!" Suddenly, she felt a hand move around her left side and pull her backwards. And then she felt something long and smooth slide into her pussy. The way it was moving, it must have been a vibrator. She gasped, then sighed and leaned back against Megan. Megan pumped the vibrator in and out of Jill's pussy. The instant that the package had arrived, Megan had the idea to try and surprise Jill. But she never expected Jill to play right into her hands like this. She twisted as she slowly pumped, pulling Jill back into her and pressing the blue vibrator deeper and deeper into her friends tight cunt. Jill was moaning now. "Oh god that feels good, Megan." Megan pulled Jill over to the couch and set her down, never removing the vibrator from her friend's now lubricated pussy. Jill leaned back and spread her legs wide to give Megan better access to her tight, smooth-shaven cunt. Jill was finding it hard to think through the growing pleasure, but she wanted to further motivate Megan. She started using some of the dirty talk that seemed to have effected Megan in the days before. "I knew you wouldn't be able to stay away, you little slut. You couldn't get enough of my pussy, could you? You like my pussy? Do OOHHHH!" Jill's words were drowned out by her own moaning as Megan left the vibrating toy inside of her and began to suck on her clit. She licked and prodded it like an expert, weaving her tongue around and around, pushing on the little nub. It was amazing how much better at this girls were than guys; they knew what they liked, and provided it in turn. "I'm. . .gonna. . .cum. . .ugh!" Jill gasped as cum oozed out from around the vibrator in her slit. "Oh god that was good, Megan." As Jill relaxed, Megan pulled the blue vibrator out and turned off. It was glistening with Jill's cum. Jill glanced at the vibrator package on the floor. "Was I the first one to use that?" "Uh-huh," Megan nodded. Jill finally got a good look at her nude body. God, she was sexy. Her body was so tight Jill wanted to scream. "Why don't you clean that off?" Jill said. Or ordered. Megan took the blue rod and pushed it slowly into her mouth, then pulled it slowly out, sucking all of the cum off of the outside. She licked her lips. Jill was getting horny again just looking at her. Jill pulled off her shirt and bra, followed by her skirt and her shoes. She kept her socks on; she thought that had a kinky, school girl look to it. "C'mon up here." Megan scrambled up on to the couch to kiss Jill. Jill's was surprised by the taste that greeted her. . .Megan hadn't swallowed, and proceeded to mix Jill's cum in their two mouths. Tasting herself in her friend's mouth made her even hornier; she had to get her hands, and mouth, on Megan's tight little twat. Megan was straddling Jill and kissing her. Jill pushed her away to the side so that Megan's back was against the couch and she could have full access to her tight body. Megan's tits looked delicious. Her chest was almost flat, but those nipples were just begging to be played with. Jill kissed her way down the back of Megan's neck and around to her chest. She reached for the vibrator in Megan's hand, but she caught sight of another box out of the corner of her eye. Sitting on the coffee table was the string of large, vibrating beads that Megan had ordered. "You tryin' to hide those from me, dear?" She ripped the box open, and put in the batteries that Megan had ordered with the toys. She had Megan lie down on the couch, and then climbed up so she was straddling her stomach. Turning on the beads, Jill took them and began to work on Megan's nipple. Megan gasped. Her eyes pulled shut and her nipples got hard. She started to squirm a little. "Are your nipples sensitive," Jill asked seductively. Megan managed a nod "Would you like me to play with them?" "Oh god yes," Megan mumbled as she squirmed. Making little circles around Megan's nipples with the vibrating balls, Jill bent down and began to tease them with her tongue, sucking at nibbling at them. Megan continued to squirm and her breathing quickened. Jill stopped working on Megan's nipples and trailed her tongue over her smooth stomach down to her nearly dripping cunt, stopping along the way to play with her belly-button ring. She then began to insert her tongue into Megan's pussy and flick at her clit. Megan groaned, then moved her legs apart to give Jill some better access. That was all the prompting Jill needed. She took the first ball and pushed it in to Megan's slit. Megan gasped, her muscles tightened for a second, and then she relaxed a little. Jill pushed another ball in, then another, each time getting an even stronger reaction. With all fives balls in, she began to suck on Megan's clit. She was soaking, and her clit was incredibly hard. Looking up, Jill saw that Megan was pinching her nipples and twisting them. The ball's were having quite an effect. Jill could feel that Megan was about to cum. As she came, Jill popped the balls out in quick succession. Megan screamed, "Aaahhh!" Her breathing was coming in gasps. "More! I need more!" she practically shouted as she writhed. Jill didn't need to be told twice. Grabbing the vibrator, she turned it on and pushed it in, diving back onto Megan's clit. When she seemed near coming, she pulled out and help it to Megan's clit. She held it there as Megan's hips bucked. She came three times before she fell silently onto the couch. "You want to come to bed with me?" Jill asked. Megan could only nod, and together, they hobbled up to an early sleep for the night. Exploring Megan Ch. 5 Megan was sitting on a warm beach, tanning. All around her were women; there was not a man in sight. Hundreds of attractive women, in sexy bathing suits. She wanted to get up and run, but she also wanted to stay. Stay and see if she could get one of them to come over and join her in her spot. Stay and see if she could get one of them to come back to her hotel with her. They were all naked, then. Naked and kissing and groping each other. She was getting turned on. It smelled like sex all around her. One woman came up to her. It looked like Jill! She bent lower and kissed her. Hard. Suddenly she was in the water. She could barely breathe. She felt her self drowning. She tried to escape, but. . . Megan woke with a start but couldn't move much. Jill was straddling her head, pressing her pussy down onto Megan's face. "C'mon, wake up. Wake up and eat my pussy! I'm horny and you're gonna make me cum!" Jill half-whispered, half-yelled at her, pushing her pussy into Megan's mouth. All Megan could and wanted to do was starting eating, so she did. She stuck out her tongue, sticking it into Jill's juicy slit. Jill began grinding her hips, fucking Megan's face with her cunt. Megan was sticking her tongue in her friends pussy, and licking at her clit while she sucked and slurped away. Jill's pussy kept grinding at her face; her nose was pleasuring Jill's clit. Jill was moaning heavily now. Megan used both hands to grip Jill's thighs; she couldn't get enough of this pussy that was being forced upon her. After what seemed like an eternity, Jill came, screaming. "Oh god yes! Oh god! Ooh. . ." But it didn't stop there. Jill kept grinding away. "Eat me! Eat me!" she was screaming. She came again, nearly drowning Megan who was forced to gulp down her juices. Finally Jill slowed down and lay back down next to Megan. "Mmmm, thanks a lot. I really needed that. It's still late, why don't you go back to sleep." "Feel free to wake me up like that anytime," Megan responded. Megan wrapper her arms around Jill, and they cuddled together as they drifted off into sleep. Exploring Megan Ch. 6 Two days later, Megan found herself thinking of Jill. She had gone away for a day, but was back now. Megan was both tempted and scared to call Jill. She still wasn't sure of her emotions, but after the other night, she knew that physically, she desperately needed Jill. She had woken up late yesterday to find Jill gone and a note saying she wouldn't be back until the next day. That day was here, but Megan couldn't get up the nerve to call. She sat on the couch next to the phone. Just as she reached for it, it rang. "Hello?" "Hi, Meg. It's me," came Jill's voice from the other end of the line. "I've got a little something planned. Can you come over to my house this afternoon, let's say four o'clock?" "Sure thing," Megan tried to hide her excitement as she spoke. "Alright, I'll see you in a few hours then. Bye!" The phone clicked on the other end. Megan hung up slowly. Looking at the clock on the wall, she saw that it was only noon. What was she going to do for the next three and half hours? She wandered aimlessly through her house, watching a little TV, having a little snack, looking at some books on the internet. Nothing could take her mind off of what was going to happen that afternoon. She was "planning something?" What could she be up to that required planning? She desperately needed to find out. Finally, 3:30 rolled around. She went out to her car. It was no big deal, nothing like Jill's fancy jeep, for sure; it was a little sedan. But it went, and that was all she really needed. And it had AC, which was always essential in dry, hot Texas. Pulling out of her driveway, she started along the familiar route to Jill's house. It felt different this time though; there was an air of expectation and uneasiness; she desperately needed to know what was ahead of her, but was thrilled with the idea of surprise. About twenty minutes later, she was pulling through the gate and up Jill's long driveway. Jill's house was a mansion, so say the least. Her father had passed away when she was very young (perhaps this was in part responsible for her lesbianism?) and he had left them quite a large sum of money. Definitely 8 digits. The house was enormous, with four floors stretching a city block, perhaps more. Jill spent most of her time in the top left corner; her mom almost never went up and bothered her. She had tons of rooms there at her disposal: Megan hadn't seen a third of them, though she suspected she might see a new one today. Jill practically had her own little city up there. Megan climbed out of her vehicle and headed around to the front door, she reached for the doorbell, but found a note with a key attached taped over it. "Megan," it read, "Go around the house to the side door and come in there. There are some things waiting for you along with further instructions. Megan headed around the corner and used the key she had received to open the side door. She stepped into a foyer with a door leading towards the center of the house and a set of stairs leading up to where Jill spent most of her time. Up, said a sign at the bottom of the stairs. She went up. There was a plastic bag with a note at the bottom of the next flight. "Megan- Take off your clothes and put them in the bag. Put on the clothes in the bag (ALL of them!) and come up stairs to the third floor. Megan tugged her tank top over her head and yanked her shorts and shoes off. Megan opened the bag and started. Inside was a plaid skirt, thin white blouse, a pair of white knee-socks, a pair of black shoes, and a set of white cotton underpants and matching bra. "I guess she meant EVERYTHING," murmured Megan. She stripped off her socks and undergarments and replaced them with the schoolgirl outfit from the bag. A little role playing was at hand, it seemed. She headed up the steps to the second floor. The house went up about 5 stories, but at this end of the house there were only two floors. Megan found herself in a long, monotonous hallway. There were doors down both sides, and she had no idea which of the dozens of doors was hiding Jill. She walked slowly down the hall, keeping an eye out for signs of her friend. Occasionally she tried a door, but found nothing but empty bedrooms and the like. It could take forever to search this huge mansion! Just then, she heard a noise from a few rooms down on the right. He sounded like a person, but she couldn't make out what they had said. Megan headed down the hall. About four doors down, she could see light spilling out from around the door, which was slightly ajar. Leaning against it and quietly pushing it just far enough open that she could see what was going on inside, she settled herself down on the floor to watch what was going on. What she saw had her panties wet in seconds. "The fact of the matter is, you've got a C- on your term paper." Jill was sitting up on the desk in a blue skirt suit, looking very much like a teacher. In front of her stood a girl that Jill had never seen before. The girl was in a school girl outfit just like the one that she herself was wearing. "But Mrs. Larkin, I really need a good grade or my parents will kill me. Isn't there some extra credit assignment I could do." "Not really, Molly," Jill said. "Well, perhaps we can come to some arrangement." Jill uncrossed her legs, so that Megan could almost see up her skirt. "Being a teacher takes up A LOT of time. I never really have time to date. You can imagine how horny that leaves me. Masturbating is fun, but what I really need is someone to lick my twat for me. Would you like to do that Molly?" This was the most contrived thing that Megan had ever heard of, but seeing it acted out in real life was making her incredibly horny. She shifted, rubbing her legs together to apply pressure to her crotch. "Mrs. Larkin, that's crazy." "Okay, but I guess you'll have to accept a C- on your term paper, Molly." Molly stood looking indecisive. "Isn't there any other way?" "No, Molly, there isn't." Molly pulled a chair up and sat her self down in front of the desk. She moved her head towards Jill's crotch. Megan couldn't believe she was actually seeing this! Molly began to kiss Jill on the insides of her thighs. Jill's eyes slowly closed and tilted her head back, putting her weight on her hands as Molly's kisses drew closer and closer to her pussy. "Mrs. Larkin?" "Yes, Molly," responded Jill, sounding irritated at being interrupted just as she was getting into it. "You're not wearing any panties." "I never wear panties, Molly. Because I'm a little slut. Just like you." "I'm not a slut, Mrs. Larkin!" "I know you are. The rumors all get around, Molly. And how can you say that when you're down there eating my cunt?" "But, I'm. . ." "Get back to work, Molly. And no more talking out of you." Molly sighed. She took her finger and pushed it into Jill's pussy. Pulling it out, she sucked the juices off for Jill. "It tastes better than I expected." "Of course it does, sluts love the taste of cum no matter who it's from." The dirty talk was clearly turning Molly (not to mention Megan) on, and she began to pump her finger in out of Jill with a renewed energy. Jill's breathing quickened, and she spread her legs farther, propping her feet up on the desk. Molly reached up and lifted her skirt up so she would have fully access. She then moved her mouth over Jill's pussy and began fucking her slit with her tongue. "That's more like it," Jill said. She lifted her hips off of the desk towards Molly's face, forcing her to eat more pussy. Jill leaned back and moaned, slipping quietly out of reality as pleasure swept over. Molly continued tonguing her hole, and her nose often pushed against Jill's clit, sending waves of pleasure through her. Molly then pulled her mouth away from the moist slit and plunged her finger in, pumping it slowly in and out. Jill's hips came up to meet her hand on each stroke, and some quiet moans began to escape her mouth. "That's right," she said, "now suck on my clit a little." Molly flicked Jill's clit with her tongue, teasing it with her lips as she pumped her finger in and out of Jill's hole. She gradually increased her rhythm, pulling her finger in and out more quickly as she attacked Jill's clit more vigorously, sucking on it and flicking the tip of it with her tongue as she sucked. Jill's hips were gyrating much more quickly now, and her moaning was getting louder. Outside the door, Megan could no longer control herself. She was sitting with her legs spread. Her panties were pushed to one side as she fingered herself and rubbed her clit. Her free hand held the door open so she could continue to view the festivities inside the "classroom." Jill was getting close to orgasm now. She was moaning loudly, and her breathing was very fast and heavy. "That's it, Molly. Be a good little girl and suck my clit. I'm gonna cum real soon." With this encouragement, Molly made a last ditch effort to suck on Jill's clit, and it was very successful. A loud groan escaped from Jill's mouth and her eyes squeezed shut as she came. She pulled Molly's mouth over her crotch, forcing her to drink down all of her juices. All of this was more than Megan could handle, and she came all over her hand, the juices running down the side of her leg. As she came, she let go of the door and it slammed with a loud "bang!" Megan was terrified. She sat on the floor with her legs spread as the door opened and Jill looked down on her. "Um Jill, I mean, Mrs. Larkin, hi!" "Don't play games with me, Megan, get in here. What was the idea of spying on us?" she asked as the door slammed shut. "Mrs. Larkin, I don't think what you were doing was a good idea. Maybe I should go tell Principle Davis." The look on Jill's face changed from Angry to worried when she heard this. "Blackmail, eh? Well, that won't do. You're the one who was spying." "But you're the one having sex with a student." Jill was quiet for a moment, then responded, "what exactly do we have to do to keep you quiet?" "I was hoping you'd ask that," Megan responded. Jill wasn't the only one who could play boss. "If Molly here is such a good pussy eater, why don't you have her eat my pussy?" Underneath her lust, Megan was a little bit mad that Jill had been with another woman. I mean they weren't going out steady or anything, they weren't even really together, but somehow, it bothered her. She didn't realize how soon that would change. . . Turning her mind to the moment at hand, Megan climbed up on the desk and spread her legs. "Why don't you pull my panties off, Mrs. Larkin. No hands though." Stuck in her own game, Jill leaned down, grabbed Megan's panties in her teeth, and slowly dragged them out from under her plaid skirt and down her legs. Molly pulled a chair up and began to kiss Megan's already-wet pussy. "Mrs. Larkin, why don't you help her out?" Jill joined Molly in front of Megan, and they both began to kiss around Megan's twat. Megan leaned back in ecstasy as the two girls worked on her. She propped her feet up on the desk to give them better access. Jill inserted a finger into Megan's pussy, and the two of them began to suck and lick at her clit, flicking it and tonguing it together. The double action felt amazing to Megan. She could feel Jill attacking one side of her clit as Molly attacked the other, and their hair rubbed her all over. This was driving Megan wild, and it wasn't long before she came with a groan. Jill started to get up, but Megan scolded her, "where are you going? I'm not done yet." Jill went back to work, this time moving up to suck on Megan's nipples. Megan pulled her head, moaning under the work Jill was doing on her nipples as Molly sucked her clit and finger-fucked her down below. Megan came a second time before she allowed Jill and Molly to get up. Megan pulled her panties back on, and was about to leave when she turned around and said, "oh, but what about poor Molly? You haven't gotten to cum once, have you?" Molly shook her head, glad to be noticed. "Will one of you suck me off?" she asked. "No," said Megan. "Why don't you masturbate for us. That would be very nice." Molly looked very nervous, but plopped down in a chair. She looked very anxious. "What do want me to do?" she asked. "What ever you usually do," Megan responded. "I don't usually do anything," Molly answered bashfully. "You don't usually masturbate?" Jill cut in. "No." "Well, why don't I teach you," said Megan. Some of the fear disappeared from Molly's face. "First I like to pinch my nipples a little to warm myself up." Molly followed Megan's instructions and began pulling at her nipples through the white fabric of her shirt. Her large breasts were very round, and the nipples were already sticking out when she started. They continued to poke out through the material, and Molly's breathing quickened as she felt the pleasure from her own hands. Seeing what Molly claimed was her first time masturbating (Megan had her doubts) was really turning Megan on, and she began to rub her legs together in an effort to quench the heat between her legs. Behind her, Jill began to shift in her chair. "Pull your panties off." Molly did as she was told, and then began to rub her clit with the palm of her hand. Her eyes close and her breathing got still more quick. Her other hand continued to work on tweaking her nipples. "Now finger yourself." Molly insert a finger and began to pump it in and out. "While you do that, use your thumb to play with your clit." Molly did as she was told, and was soon rocking with pleasure and making quite a bit of noise. First moans, then squawks and finally shouts escaped her mouth. "Fuck that feels good. Why didn't I ever do this before. Megan . . . I'm . . . CUMMING!!" She screamed as she came. Her bucking slowly died down and she became quieter. Megan pulled her hand out from between her legs, slightly embarrassed, as Molly got up. "Alright, girls, go home now. And not a word of this to anyone!" Jill said. "Yes, Mrs. Larkin!" they said together. When they had stepped outside, Jill followed them down the hall and caught up with them. "Well, that was certainly fun. Megan, you can stay in this last room on the right. I'm across the hall in this suite. And Molly, you stay in this room right next to Megan. Tired out, the three girls retired to their respective rooms for the night. Exploring Megan Ch. 7 When Megan awoke in the morning, the clock read 10:56. Though she felt a little bit lazy having slept so wait, this was overridden by how well rested she was. She had really needed a good, long sleep like that after the previous nights exertions. As she climbed out of bed, Megan was shocked by the size and beauty of her room. She hadn't noticed the night before in her drowsiness, but the room was absolutely gorgeous. Jill really had money. But clearly she also had taste. Everything was beautifully decorated in soft colors. The walls were an eggshell-yellow sort of color, and gave a calm, peaceful feel to everything. The room was very complete; it included a large TV, dressers, closets, everything Megan could need to spend a night, or indeed, a year. Megan opened the closets and found them huge; they were filled will all different styles of clothing; she would have no trouble finding anything to wear. She began searching all of the drawers. They were filled with socks and underwear (including some fancy stuff she would have to try later). But one drawer in particular interested her: Jill must have been expecting them! It was filled with videos (Megan could only speculate as to what they were about) and some interesting looking toys. This drawer would also require further inspection. Walking across the spreading room, Megan pulled back the pale blue curtains. . . and nearly passed out when she saw the beautiful, sweeping green land scape in front of her. The house sat on top of the hill, and this window looked out the back onto the steep backside of it. This truly was the perfect house; Jill's family really knew how to spend their money right. For a while, Megan stood and took in the view, letting it soak into her and wake her up. She felt very much at peace as the morning sunlight bathed over her. Megan turned away from the window and gave one last look around. There was one door that she hadn't tried yet; she assumed that it must be the bathroom. "A bath wouldn't hurt," Megan thought to herself. She slipped off the tank top and boxers that she had ended up in and headed for the bathroom door. She reached for the crystal-looking doorknob (it couldn't be real crystal, could it?) and gave it a twist, pushing in. She was absolutely shocked by what she saw next. The bathroom was huge. It was almost as big as the bedroom. There was a huge mirror, two sinks on a beautiful marble counter, and faucets that looked to be brand new. There was a stand up shower with a glass door in addition to the bathtub. But the bathtub was what really surprised her; it was enormous. It was the size of a small swimming pool, bigger than most hot tubs that Megan had seen. But what really surprised her most of all was Molly. Molly was naked, soaking in the steaming hot water of the tub with her eyes shut and her left hand under the surface of the water, between her legs. Her right hand was at the surface of the water, teasing and pinching at her hard nipples. "Um, I'm, uh, sorry, I didn't, er, realize that this was a shared, ah, bathroom," Megan stammered as she tried to walk backwards through the door. Molly's eyes shot open in horror, and her hands shot out from under the water. "Huh, Megan, wait, um." She took a deep breath and then continued, "I didn't either Megan, or you can bet I would've locked that door." Megan relaxed a bit, following Molly's lead. "I'm sorry I interrupted you while you were, you know, and I'll just come back and take a bath later." "Why wait? There's plenty of room here for two." A twinkle entered into Molly's eye, and Megan felt a warmth growing in her privates. "The water certainly does look nice," she said. "It's very nice; super hot! I just got in. C'mon in, we're friends, right?" With her pussy growing wetter by the second, Megan didn't need much convincing. She walked as casually as she could over to the huge tub, and dipped a toe in to test the water. "Wow! You weren't kidding, it sure is hot." She slid her leg the rest of the way, and then brought her other leg over the edge. Lowering her self slowly into the steamy water, she sighed as she settled into the tub. Megan felt incredibly horny, but felt nervous making any sort of first move. So she leaned back against the tub, hoping that Molly would do something. The two girls sat for a minute looking at each other in silence. Molly was the first to speak. "I had fun last night, Megan." "Yeah, me too," Megan responded with an evil smile. It was then that she felt something brush against the inside of her thigh. She pretended not to notice. "Jill's a real hot number, isn't she?" "Uh-huh." Megan was sure she felt something now. It was getting closer and closer to her waiting twat. Glancing causally down, she saw that it was Molly's foot. And then the big toe pushed up against her pussy and began gently massaging her clit. She took a sharp breath in and then sank lower into the water, her crotch moving closer to Molly. Molly continued to lightly rub her rapidly warming sex. "I'm glad you stumbled in here, Megan. I was having fun, but it's much more fun with company." Molly pulled her foot away, rose out of the water, her round, melon sized breasts swinging gently in front of her small, thin, and now very wet body. She brought her self down on Megan, pushing her tongue between Megan's waiting lips. Their tongues circled as two girls wrapped their arms around each other, feeling their wet bodies rubbing together. As they kissed, Megan managed to maneuver her hand so it was between Molly's legs. Megan massaged her clit gently, and Molly moaned. She looked lustfully down at Megan, and then closed her eyes as Megan started to finger her. The water splashed around them, and they continued to kiss as Megan fingered Molly harder and harder. But soon, the kiss was broken off as Molly pulled back, moaning and humping the hand underneath her. As she bounced up and down, Megan sucked on the tits that hung in front of her face. Soon, Molly was over the edge. Megan felt Molly's warm pussy squeeze her hand a few times and as Molly gasped and went limp, putting her weight down onto Megan. They sat for a moment while Molly recovered. It was Molly who spoke first. "I have an idea, she side." Molly kissed Megan again, moving her knee between Megan's thighs so that her leg rubbed Megan's twat. "Mmmmm," Megan moaned. Molly pulled back to the other side of the tub, intertwining their legs. She then slid deeper into the water until their pussies were rubbing together underneath. They began to hump each other, pleasuring each other as they were pleasured. It felt somewhat strange to Megan, but she couldn't ignore the pleasure. She could feel the water splashing over nipples as her clit rub against Molly's. Soon, they both came, squeezing each other with their legs. They embraced each other in the warm water, holding each other and kissing for a while. "I'm gonna head out. I hope I see you later!" Molly winked at her, then grabbed a towel and headed for her room. Megan sighed and leaned back in the tub, knowing later would come and hoping it would be soon.