Codes: ff, mff,
first Summary: A high school physics paper brings together two unlikely partners, but they make the best of the situation. Science is a matter of experimentation, you know. |
“So, what happened to you?” Angela wasn't surprised by the question anymore, though she still cringed every time it was asked. Nikki, with her purple-streaked hair and dozen piercings, certainly didn’t look like the kind of girl who avoided blunt questions. She sprawled across the couch in Angela’s living room, chewing on the end of her pen. “I was in a car wreck, back in junior high,” Angela sighed and looked down at her useless legs, locked in the confines of her wheelchair. “It broke the vertebrae in my lower back,” “That sucks,” Nikki shook her head and looked like she was going to say more, but returned her attention to the mangled plastic under her molars. “We should get back to work,” Angela hated these partner projects, as she always got paired with the misfits who struggled in class. She supposed her teachers expected her to pick up the slack, being an honor roll student, and maybe they were trying to do the dumb kids a favor. In any case, before her physics teacher had assigned them to work together, Angela and Nikki had never spoken a word to each other throughout four years of high school. “We need to choose an experiment to write about,” “What about the Michelson–Morley experiment?” Nikki suggested, “It was one of the discoveries which opened the way for a proof of the Special Theory of Relativity,” Angela dropped her jaw and looked up from her book. Nikki laughed. “My boyfriend is in college, so sometimes I skip class to hang out with him, you know, go to a few lectures,” “Well then, hopefully this won’t take us very long,” “It won’t,” Nikki sat up and cracked her back, “Can you feel anything in your lower body?” “Not really,” Angela answered with a sigh. Nikki had been staring at her ever since she showed up to work on the class project. She had heard these questions a lot over the past six years and tried not to be embarrassed. “I have a little feeling in my butt, but everything else is numb,” “What about,” Nikki raised a pierced eyebrow, “you know…” “Everything down there works just fine,” Angela blushed and shrugged. Everyone asked her that at some point. The accident happened the same time her body was careening into womanhood. The first month in her chair, she had sat by the window in her new room on the first floor, staring at the bike she had loved to ride. Two weeks later, she started bleeding, terrified that something else had broken. “Well, that’s good,” the purple haired girl stood up, and Angela suddenly became aware of the other girl’s body moving purposefully towards her. She stood looked up and saw Nikki in front of her, examining the wheelchair before reaching down and locking the brakes. “What the hell are you doing?” “An experiment,” And with that, Nikki kissed her. The purple-haired girl pulled away gradually, remaining close enough that the tips of each girl’s breasts were still touching. Angela’s body was hormonal anarchy, her heart pounded, her skin crawled, her hands trembled and her lower parts argued with her brain so loudly it shook her spine. “Why did you do that?” she asked. “I don’t really feel like working right now,” Nikki smiled and rubbed the tips of their tits together. “You’re so cute,” “I don’t know about this,” Angela couldn't move, not even to squirm away from the punk girl. “Why don’t we go get something to eat?” Nikki suggested. “And then we'll go to my boyfriend's apartment,” “I… I…,” Angela’s afternoon was spiraling out of control. “It’s okay,” Nikki kissed her again and Angela’s resistance began to melt. When they broke contact again, both girls were breathing heavily. “I don’t bite, unless you ask me to,” “Okay,” She dropped her arms and surrendered. “Cool,” Nikki grinned victorious and returned to the couch. Nikki retrieved a cell phone from her purse and started texting her boyfriend. From across the room, the blonde honor student was frozen in place. She had thought a lot about sex before, but always late at night when the rest of the world was asleep. She thought about the boys at school, and even some of the girls. It was safe because it was never going to happen. Nobody would want a cripple like her. "Nikki..., I... I can't...," Having regained her higher faculties, Angela unlocked her wheels and started backing out of her own living room. "How would I get in your car? I couldn't... I can't...," "Come here," Nikki raised her eyebrow again and put down her phone. Reluctantly, Angela rolled over to the couch, where her classmate had stretched out again. The purple-haired girl reached out and grabbed her by the wrists. "I'll make you a deal- if you can kiss me and stop, we'll sit here all evening and write a five page research paper about physics. If not, we skip dinner and go directly to my boyfriend's apartment and have some fun," It was the hardest thing Angela had done since physical therapy. Forcing herself to lean forward, to cross the distance to where Nikki's lips waited, pursed. She had to overcome a paralysis that had set in shortly after her lower body had stopped working and started growing hair in inappropriate places. Finally, she felt her lips collide with Nikki's, her mental brakes screeching. She felt Nikki's head in her hands and Nikki's hands on her shoulders. And with that, Angela was making out with a girl. "Okay, okay," Breaking contact with her classmate, Angela realized that she shouldn't be kissing anyone in her living room, at least not with her mom upstairs. "Let's go," "Sweet," Nikki reached for her cellphone. "Let me tell my mom I'm leaving," Wheeling herself out of the room as Nikki called her boyfriend, Angela stopped at the base of the stairs and told her mother that Nikki had suggested they go to the library. "Sure thing, sweetie," Her mom appeared at the top of the stairs. "Do you want me to give you girls a lift?" "Mom!" Angela said, hoping that Nikki hadn't heard anything. Her mom rolled her eyes and sighed. "Of course not, I get it," Angela's mom did insist on helping her daughter into Nikki's car and showing the other Senior girl how to properly fold the wheelchair, which they wedged into her trunk while Angela sat in the passenger seat and reddened. Nikki got in the car and waved goodbye as they reversed out of the driveway. Angela tried very hard not to make eye contact with her mom. "Your mom's cool," Nikki said as they reached the main road and turned towards the city. She looked at Angela with a wicked smile, her ear jewelry dancing as she bobbed her head to the CD playing in her stereo. It was fast and not particularly melodic, but it made Angela's heart beat faster. "I guess," "Do all the women in your family have huge boobs?" "I guess," Angela blushed again, looking down at the twin mountain peaks under her tee. Another consequence of her accident, it seemed. She had grown a pair of canelopes on her chest before she was finished from physical therapy, and they didn't know when to stop. Just last year she had gone up another cup size, again. "...runs in the family, you know," "I wish I did," Nikki slung her subcompact around the road with confidence. Angela could tell that they were heading into town, towards the university. "I've got my nipples pierced," "R-r-really?" "Yea, but I'll have to show you later," she said with a wink. "Don't want to give the rush hour crowd a free show, you know," "Sure," Angela looked over at her diver for a long while. Nikki certainly didn't need to dye her hair or pierce anything to be beautiful, she thought. She had a heart-shaped face and soft features, a silver stud in her cute button nose. Her black and purple hair was meticulously mussed up, and Angela could catch a glimpse of the auburn roots underneath. While Nikki cursed a pickup truck that had cut them off, Angela let her gaze plunge below the other girl's neck, taking in what she could of her figure. She had, at least to Angela's mind, perfect sized breasts, perky but medium cones that neither looked awkward on her thin frame, nor disappeared in the folds of her faded "Misfits" t-shirt. Having been excused from P.E. during high school and not much of a swimmer these days, Angela had never actually seen another girl's breasts. She wondered if Nikki's looked like hers. She wondered what kind of body jewelry she had. "We're here," Nikki announced. She parked the car in front of a Chinese restaurant above of which were three floors of apartments. Angela started to freak out again. "Maybe we should go to the lib-bbbbbb!" Her protests were forced back into her mouth by Nikki's tongue. Alone in a car with a beautiful girl in a strange part of town, Angela let her hands roam over Nikki's body. The stereo screeched and wailed over the roar of both girls' engines. "You're a great kisser," Nikki said, turning off the car and unbuckling herself. "Let's go," "Um, I don't suppose that this building has a elevator...," Angela said, looking up at the century old brick building. "Don't worry, I thought of that," Nikki punched the horn twice and a tall, swarthy boy walked out from a small door next to the entrance of the restaurant. Angela recognized him immediately: Zack Moreano. He was a year older then her, having graduated from Jefferson High last year. He was in a band. Nikki waved at Zack, then got out of the car and to exchanged a hug and a kiss. She brought him over to the passenger side door, where a furiously blushing Angela fumbled to roll down the window. "Angela, this is my boyfriend, Zack," Nikki walked up and introduced them. "Zack, Angela," "My apartment's on the third floor," Zack said with a crooked grin not unlike his girfriend's. "So, I can just throw down a rope, right?" "Umm," "I'm kidding, let's go," Angela still didn't know what was going on until Nikki reached around her and undid the seatbelt. As Zack scooped her up, the blonde wrapped her arms around his neck and clung on for dear life as they crossed the distance from the curb to the entryway. When he started carrying up the stairs, with Nikki leading the way, Angela realized that she was being taken to a place from which there was no way back, except in these strong arms. "Here you go," Zack said as he lowered her, gently, on the tattered couch. "Thanks," Angela fought the urge to panic and looked around for Nikki. Her classmate, however, had disappeared into an adjoining kitchenette. "So, you go to school with Nikki?" Zack sat down in a burnt-orange recliner and lit a cigarette "Uh, yes," "Are you ready to be done with Jefferson High?" "Oh yea!" "You got a college picked out?" "Well, I've applied at several places...," Angela looked over and saw him staring back at her with what seemed like genuine interest. She started to babble, talking about her college search and her plans for next year. For his part, Zack kept listening and asking her questions. After several minutes, Nikki reemerged from the hallway. She was wearing nothing but her bra and panties and sucking on a small metal pipe. "Hey, baby, we're going to have to call Mike for another half quarter before the weekend," she said, sitting down on the couch next to Angela. "You smoke?" "Um, sure," Nikki inhaled deeply and leaned towards her classmate. Their lips met and she shotgunned the hit into Angela's mouth. When the girls seperated, Angela exhaled a cloud of piney, white smoke. "Alright, that was freakin' hot," Zack said accepting the pipe. The three teens talked and smoked and flirted shamelessly with one another for about half and hour before Nikki suggested that they make their way to the bedroom. “Thank you,” Angela murmured as Zack lifted her off the couch and carried her down the hallway. Instinctively, the teen wrapped her arms around his neck and Nikki followed close behind as they made their way to the bedroom. It may not be love, Angela knew, but it was something. “Isn’t he the sweetest?” Nikki crawled in bed next to the other girl. “What can I say?” Zack laughed and began to loosen his belt. “And so humble,” Angela grinned and removed her blouse, following the lead of her hosts. Nikki unclasped her bra and hung it on a bedpost before crawling on top of Angela, who finally saw the two silver barbells shoved through the other girl’s nipples. “That’s so hot,” “I’m glad you approve,” Nikki unbuttoned Angela’s jeans while the blonde teen released her own melon-sized tits from their elastic confinement. Nikki finished with Angela’s jeans and filled her hands with the other girl's heavy breasts. “Because I definitely approve of these,” Having already divested himself of clothing, Zack embraced his girlfriend from behind, planting kisses on Nikki's neck and shoulders. Still on top of her classmate, Nikki maneuvered herself onto her hands and knees and let Zack pull her panties down, squeezing her ass and running a finger up and down her pussy lips. Angela was getting ever more aroused watching the two naked teens tease each other. “Lemme have it, baby,” Nikki wiggled her hips, winking at the girl underneath her. “Oh. My. God.” Angela suddenly realized what was going to happen. Zack grabbed Nikki’s hips and started fucking her doggy-style as Angela lay, horny and half-naked, beneath the coupling couple. Looking up at Nikki’s metal studded tits and Zack’s large hands gripping her classmate, a part of her mind warned her that she should be concerned by this, but the thunder of her heart drowned out any and all better judgment. “Ohhh, fuck!” Nikki pressed her upper body against Angela, screaming and moaning in the other girl’s ear. The blonde teen could feel every thrust and groan passing into her through Nikki’s sweaty torso. “Aahhhh! Oh my God, faster, faster!” “Oh my God, faster, faster!” Angela echoed. She grabbed Nikki’s shoulder blades and started moaning too, as if Zack was fucking both of them at once. Angela began to seriously wonder if it was possible to have an orgasm without having anything in her. Before she could find out, however, a scream roared from Nikki’s body that must have been heard two blocks away. The purpled haried girl wrapped herself around Angela and gave her a deep, tongue twisting kiss as Zack finished up inside her. “Now, that was hot!” Nikki wiped a strand of purple hair away from her face and smiled at the panting young woman underneath her. “Wow,” Angela stared in amazement as Nikki curled up next to her and Zack disposed of the used condom. Had this really just happened to her? “Wow,” “Angela!” Nikki’s voice startled her and Angela realized that she had been trying to get her attention. Her classmate just laughed. “I said, do you want to go next?” “You’re a beautiful girl, Angela,” Zack crawled into bed with the two girls. “But it’s up to you,” “Of course, yes!” Angela looked at Zack, suddenly aware of the wet spot she was creating on the mattress. “But, um, I’ve never, uh, done this before...” “That’s okay,” Nikki whispered into her ear, “We’ll take extra special care of you,” “Oh God,” Angela’s insides were thrown in a blender just thinking about the extra special care these two were imagining for her. She felt Zack’s hands softly caressing and teasing her breasts. She felt Nikki’s tongue tracing the inside of her ear. She felt her body respond, as if it knew how to prepare for what was to come, even if she didn’t. “These are beautiful,” Zack said, and Angela didn’t need to see his face to know he was enjoying the spongy bounty of her D-cups. “Thank you,” the blonde teen whispered before Zack gave each nipple a kiss and slid down to her legs. He took special care with each limb. She vowed never to forget about her legs ever again, she thought as she watched as the dark boy kiss and caress the smooth skin. Although she couldn’t feel it, Angela knew now that they were a part of her and that legs were for more than just walking. “This may hurt a bit,” Nikki warned, brushing back Angela’s hair as Zack pulled her panties down and off. “It’s okay, I’m not afraid,” Angela felt so safe in this bed. She smiled and watched with fascination as Zack slipped a new condom on. “It will be over in a second, then the good part starts,” Nikki held Angela in her arms while Zack parted her legs and slowly worked himself inside of her. Nikki wasn’t kidding, Angela thought, it felt like she was being ripped apart. Quickly, however, the feeling was replaced by the warmth of the two bodies close to her. Angela realized that the good part had indeed begun. Every thrust drove her forward, another rung up the ladder to heaven. Zack picked up pace and Angela felt her big boobs, no longer an embarrassment, jiggling in rhythm on her chest. She looked over at Nikki, only to find her classmate laying on her side, one knee bent, masturbating. Angela realized that the purple-haired girl was staring at her. No stranger to self-love, Angela thought about all the people she had imagined late at night, knowing that Nikki was thinking about her like that now. She opened her mouth to say something, but all that emerged was a long, meandering vowel. The pleasure spilled out of her mouth and Angela grabbed her breasts and squeezed every muscle she had control over. Zack continued to fill her with pleasure with every pelvic thrust. The effect was overwhelming. Her long delayed urges surged, amplified by Nikki’s moans and Zack’s grunts. Finally, the blonde teen came with an intensity never matched in all her lonely explorations. Awash in a sea of sweat and hormones, she sank into the sheets as Zack’s manhood spasmed inside of her. Later that night, the three teens sprawled across the mattress, still naked. Angela licked and nibbled on Zack’s neck while Nikki gave him a long, slow blow job. In the background, the TV was on, casting a blue glow over the three, who had by know been through every possible combination of partners and positions. Angela smiled and watched Nikki finish her boyfriend off. “So, what are we going to do about our science project?” the blonde teen asked with her twisted grin. “I don’t know,” Nikki said, shifting her position until she was lying on top of Angela. “Maybe Zack can help us tomorrow,” “I think I could do that,” Zack winked. “Tomorrow, then?” “Tomorrow,” Nikki smiled and the trio dissolved once again into a pool of flesh. THE END
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