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Rebound
by Pointless (killallhippes@gmail.com)
***
Kayley rediscovers her love for other women when she
meets Sarah and ditches her cheating boyfriend. (FF,
bi, oral)
***
Many thanks to Angeline for proofreading and helping me
edit this wonderful story and to "Phreak and Mythical"
for their comments on the rough version. I hope
everyone enjoys this. It's the first story I've managed
to finish in over three years. Please read, enjoy and
feel free to send me any comments to email address
above.
Thank you.
***
Kayley Jeffers was, for all intents and purposes, just
your average American girl from a nice suburban town
trying to make it through those rough young adult years
in much the same way as any number of her peers. Namely
she experimented with sex, drugs and alcohol while
trying to hold down a job that at least paid the rent
and her phone bill, kept her in decent clothes and
allowed her car to remain legal and running well enough
to get by. That way she wouldn't have to rely on her
Mom and Dad anymore than necessary.
She was what she, and several more forward people,
liked to call "cute." She was fairly short, and fairly
skinny, but not quite skin and bones. She had a little
bit of tummy and enough fat on her bottom that she
constantly caught guys (and a fair share of girls)
casting an approving glance her way. Her breasts were
hardly spectacular, but they were more than adequate.
Nice and perky, as a former boyfriend used to say.
She generally kept her black hair close to shoulder
length, but generally tied it up in a short ponytail or
whatever suited her mood. Her attire would generally be
considered something like casual punk in the sense that
she preferred her pink chucks to high heels and well-
worn, nice-fitting jeans and a band t-shirt to a skirt
or some sorority girl type outfit., but she was hardly
a hipster. Cute and relaxed was good enough for her.
At the tender young age of 20 (almost 21) she was doing
well so far, though not necessarily in the way she'd
always imagined. She wasn't going to college trying to
earn a degree in education like she'd always dreamed,
but she was enrolled in the local community college,
and she was slowly but surely earning a degree in
accounting. She hoped that at the very least this would
mean steady pay whenever she managed to finish her
studies. She was taking some programming classes as
back up, just in case.
She had a decent (if not wholly respectable) job
working a solid 40 hours or so a week for a whopping 8
bucks an hour at the Short Stop, a local gas
station/convenience/liquor store. Her job was slow
enough that she could bring her homework and work on it
between watching the pumps, stocking the cooler and
talking with customers and Sara, her roommate and usual
co-conspirator at slacking off at work and so much
more.
But let's not get ahead of ourselves.
Kayley was pretty damned happy with the direction of
her life. It was hardly perfect, but, really, what is?
A few months ago, however, Kayley Jeffers was hardly
what you'd call happy. In fact, she was miserable and
it just seemed to get worse and worse.
She lived in a dump with an asshole boyfriend who
drank, smoked weed, snorted coke and was more often
than not gone "working" or "staying at a friend's
house" or whatever new excuse he could manufacture to
cover up the fact that he was fucking around on Kayley,
and spending as much of her hard earned money as
possible in the process. When he was doing any of that,
he was generally thinking up new ways to belittle her
in front of friends and family, all while expecting her
to still fuck him, feed him and keep him in clean
clothes and all the other "girl shit" as he liked to
call anything that actually required effort
In short, he was the very epitome of a bad boyfriend.
Why she stayed with him was honestly beyond even her.
Every day she woke up next to his smell and promised
herself she'd move out, get her own place and be an
independent person, strong and powerful, but of course,
she never did for various reasons some sound in their
own way, but mostly the sad excuses of someone too
scared to realize how shitty her situation really was.
About the only thing left that was any good in any way
was the sex, but, honestly, that was so rare at this
point that it was almost a non-issue. It also wasn't
really all that good anymore, either. Just long and
rough. No softness, no concentration, no feeling. She
rarely came anymore unless she fingered herself while
he fucked her.
Early on in their relationship it had been very
different. Back then, a whole six months ago, Andy had
actually cared. Now, though Kayley hated to admit it,
he quite simply did not.
The what and the why behind the change were beyond her.
All she knew was that it hurt to even think about it,
so she didn't. At least she tried not to anyway. The
weed and what other drugs she could keep and hide from
Andy helped a little.
Not much, but a little.
Luckily she at least had a decent job. Lot's of tips
and hours long enough to keep her out of the house and
away from her broken, dying relationship made up for
the fact that her boss was a complete ass who staffed
the place with cute, young girls like her for two
reasons: first, he could push them around and second,
if they ever bitched about him taking their tips for
imaginary offenses, changing their shifts on a whim and
rarely saying anything until the very last possible
minute or just being a general ass, they could be
easily replaced by the next piece of moderately
intelligent eye candy that walked through the door
asking for an application. Also, in a small college
town like Leslie moderately intelligent eye candy was a
dime a dozen.
That was actually how Kayley got the job in the first
place. In fact, she didn't have to fill out an
application. Paul, the asshole in question, just looked
her up in down, asked if she was legal to serve
alcohol, (she was), if she had any experience (she did,
kind of: she'd bussed tables for a couple of months the
previous summer) and if she wouldn't mind starting
tomorrow (she didn't).
He had then told her to wait a second while he went
into the kitchen. About a minute later she heard what
sounded like a plate hitting something metal and
shattering quickly followed by the sounds of a man and
a girl screaming at each other for a minute before a
girl maybe a little older, maybe a little younger than
Kayley's 20 years, but not by much either way walked
quickly from the kitchen muttering curses and wiping
tears and mascara from her face before screaming "Fuck
you, Paul! You fucking faggot asshole piece of shit"
then slamming the door shut behind her so hard she
actually cracked the glass.
After all that a smiling Paul calmly walked out of the
kitchen told her to bring her identification and
whatnot in the next day at noon and they'd start her
training. A month of being broke and living off money
she'd borrowed from her father and hid from Andy had
ended. That was more than enough to make her forget all
about the bizarre, almost surreal scene she'd just
witnessed and just happy to finally have a job.
It didn't last long. In fact it took less than a week
for Kayley to realize that what she had witnessed
really should've been a sign that this wasn't the job
for her. A night after that, however, she worked her
first weekend shift and made more money in tips then
she'd ever made in a week at any other job in her life
and she endeavored to endure as best she could.
It wasn't easy, but she managed to last a solid five
months in hell before the Sunday night that helped send
her down a path she never imagined. After five months
of near perfect work (a dropped plate here, a drink
ordering mix-up there¾nothing big at all, really), she
managed to mess up one entree for a three-top of a bad
tippers who just happened to be made up of Paul's best
friends from college.
It was so minor she barely allowed it to register in
her brain as she quickly apologized and tried to make
it right by comping the meal and even getting them a
free round of drinks which she knew would be taken out
of her tip for the night, but whatever it was a good
night, no big deal and all three of them seemed more
than happy to accept as an apology and even left her a
pretty decent tip before they paid up and left.
She was so sure everything was cool that she even
smiled as she watched them stop and have a word with
Paul as he helped out at the bar while Linda took a
smoke break. She didn't see the frown cross his face a
second later because she was busy taking the order and
politely listening to the jokes and weak attempts at
flirting of a five-top of single guys who simply reeked
of nerd.
She noticed that frown five minutes later when Paul
caught her and another girl, Kinsey or something, in
the kitchen and told a very pissed off Kinsey to take
over Kayley's section for a minute so they could talk
in the office. Kayley barely got "What the fuck, Paul,"
out of her mouth before she was stunned silent by Paul
telling her simply to clock out and go home, because
she was fired. Her services would no longer be
required.
There was 15 good minutes of yelling and cursing
followed by Kayley throwing someone's Cobb salad at
Paul's head while he ducked back into the office before
the fry cook and one of the waiters managed to get in
between them and shuffled Kayley out the door before
Paul called the cops. There was a little more yelling
after that before they finally got Kayley into her car
and on her way home.
When she reached home she sat in the car crying for a
couple more minutes before gaining enough control to
realize she was being ridiculous. She made a half-assed
attempt to clean her face of teary mascara streaks with
a tissue before getting out of her car hoping to God
her boyfriend was home alone so she could just smoke a
joint, cry on his shoulder, go to bed maybe after some
angry sex and put the night behind her.
She didn't have much luck with that. As usual Andy was
gone. No note, no anything. She tried calling him, but
as usual she only got his voicemail. She refrained from
leaving a voice mail knowing that would result in
nothing. She'd learned a long time ago that if he
didn't answer his phone there was a reason and it was
never good.
Instead she just through her phone on the couch and
went to get the smoke tray from the bedroom closet,
grab the bottle of Ambien from the bathroom cupboard
and the bottle of tequila from the freezer and drugged
herself into a coma on the couch hoping to forget the
last few hours and wake up to a better day 12 hours
later.
She woke up the next morning around 11:58 still alone
and incredibly groggy. She made an educated guess that
Andy never came home, but the unmade bed and the
reappearance of the smoke tray (minus half the weed) in
the closet told her differently. Again no note, no
message on her phone, no anything to inform her of his
whereabouts. She would've been pissed if she cared, but
frankly she just couldn't be bothered at the that
particular moment in time.
She knew his schedule. Monday was not one of his days
to work. Ever. He was either out using her drugs to
make friends with some other jackass loser or using her
drugs to score himself some pussy on the side.
Whatever. Fuck him.
Kayley just rolled herself another joint, smoked it and
spent the rest of the day moping about the house
ignoring her phone while she felt sorry for herself
until Andy wandered in around seven and asked her
bluntly "What the fuck are you doing here? Aren't
supposed to be at work?"
That comment led to a half hour fight about how she
could stupid enough to get fired and where the fuck
Andy had been all day that ended when Andy called her a
paranoid fucking cunt and stormed out the door only to
reappear two hours later once he realized he had
nowhere else to go.
Not that he said that, of course. No, he was all false
apologies and lovey dovey horse shit. And of course
Kayley let him back in and they had sub-par session of
emotionless make-up sex and they pretended that
everything was okay for a couple more days.
Well, not quite that long, really. The cycle kept
getting shorter and shorter. By the next morning he was
already back to his old ways of not coming home until
he felt like it and not answering his phone until the
same.
Sometimes she wondered why she didn't just go back
home, swallow her pride and tell her mom she was right
and it was a mistake, Andy was no good, she should've
stayed in school, et cetera. The thought of her mother
gloating and treating her like a twelve-year-old for
the rest of her natural born life was usually more than
enough to quiet those thoughts.
Not that she had any allusions that this was anything
close to a permanent situation. Far from it. That was
actually what disappointed her the most about losing
her job. She had just reached the point where she could
seriously consider kicking Andy out without going broke
and starving just trying to make rent. She'd even been
out looking at apartments for herself lately thinking
maybe she could just pack her stuff while Andy was
working and disappear into the night.
Whatever worked. She really didn't care. She just
wanted it to be over at some point one way or another.
The repetitive nature of the fight, fuck, ignore each
other ending phase of the relationship was wearing her
thin. It simply had to end one way or another and soon
or she'd simply snap.
Over the next few days the feelings were strongly
reinforced by Andy's complete lack of sympathy for her
plight. His only concern was for the sudden lack of
money for smoke and coke. Everything else meant nothing
to him. She eventually had to hide her bank card from
him and think of some new places to stash her drugs so
he wouldn't rob her blind while she looked for work.
Luckily that didn't take long. Sadly, it wasn't exactly
what she was hoping for. At least not at the time.
She'd actually only put in an application at the Short
Stop on a whim, kind of as a safety in case she
couldn't get another job as a waitress. As it turned
out it was the only application she that got even a
nibble on a job.
Of the 10 restaurants she'd applied to absolutely none
of them were hiring for anything but cook or
dishwasher, and while she was hardly vain she couldn't
imagine herself doing either. One was just way to
stressful, and dishwashing? That simply was not going
to happen as long as she had a single shred of her self
respect still intact. Even being a clerk at crappy
convenience store was better than coming home wet and
disgusting smelling like grease and old food while
getting paid minimum wage and being treated like shit
by everyone else who worked there.
Still, working at convenience store was not exactly
what she was hoping for either, but the owner seemed
nice enough. Her interview was more a friendly meeting
to get to know her than a job interview. Mr. Reyes was
a nice, goofy old dude with a bright and calming
demeanor who seemed more concerned with why Kayley
wasn't smiling than by her lack of references and
experience in the party store biz. He even managed to
make her laugh with his casual, non-flirtatious charm.
She hadn't laughed sober in months.
In less than 15 minutes found herself going home with a
smile and a job. Simple as that. She started next week
on Monday, 3:30pm. She didn't even have to take a piss
test. At worst it would be a decent source of rent and
smoke money until she could get something better.
She was actually quite happy about the whole thing and
was all set to share her joy with Andy when she pulled
in the driveway of their place and saw his car very
much not there and the smile left her mind. The bastard
had ditched her. Again.
The night before, in a pretty uncharacteristic act of
kindness, Andy had actually apologized for his overall
lack of sympathy and selfish attitude since Kayley had
lost her job and had promised, again contrary to his
recent attitude towards her and their shaky
relationship, that after her interview he was going to
take her out to dinner and then have a quiet evening at
home getting fucked up and fucking like rabbits in
heat.
Something inside her at the time had told her it was
all bullshit. After all, it came right after a long
argument about his decision to "spend the night at a
friends house" the night before, but frankly she had
been tired and at that point they'd been yelling at
each other for nearly two hours, so she gave in.
Then they had fucked and for the first time in a couple
months the bastard had actually done more than just use
her as a wet hole to blow his load in. It was amazing.
It had actually reminded her of why they first got
together. It was almost enough to make her forget why
she often wished he'd just go away.
She tried not to freak out right away and instead
grabbed her cell and called him. When it kicked right
to his voicemail she quickly slammed her phone shut,
cursed under her breath and then slowly made her way
out of her car and into their apartment. Over the next
two hours she called him three times and never got even
a single ring from his phone. Just three straight kicks
to voice mail. After that she gave up.
An hour later she was adrift in a deep, narcotic sleep.
It was only seven at night, but frankly it didn't
matter. Asleep and unaware was better than awake, angry
and depressed.
Andy showed the next day, as usual, and immediately
picked a fight with her. Kayley took the bait somewhat
begrudgingly if only to help the cycle along its way.
These shouting matches were pretty much the only way
they communicated anymore aside from the hate fucking
that generally followed after he pushed her a couple
times and she threw some things at his head.
It was boring game, but frankly it was all they had.
Fight, apologize, fuck, betray, repeat. Over and over
and over again, et cetera, et cetera, ad nauseum, ad
infinitum. Mindless repetition at its worst.
And, of course, that's how it went. Kayley gave in
eventually after what seemed liked hours of tiring
arguing. Andy left only to come back a few hours later
to apologize and once again she let him have his way,
but this time she didn't care if she came. She just
waited it out and went through the motions until the
bastard came inside her and rolled off of her to fall
asleep while she got up to wash away his stink. She
didn't even bother getting herself off. Frankly, she
just wasn't in the mood.
When Andy woke up he made his usual promises to make it
all up to her before making up some excuse to get out
the door and go do whatever (or whoever) he did when he
was out. He "promised" to be back soon and Kayley did
her best to pretend to believe him, then went back to
watching the L-word and wishing she could be like that.
No men and all the baggage that went with them
Actually, she was, in a way. Before Andy, and
immediately after her high school boyfriend Carlos had
left for college with the promise of maintaining their
relationship even though they'd be three states apart
(only to renege his commitment less a month later), she
did have a brief relationship of sorts with her then
best friend Maddie.
It all started one night after a party after Carlos had
called to blow her off. By what turned out to be a
happy coincidence, Maddie's boyfriend had done pretty
much the same thing by fucking Maddie's step-sister at
another party a few days before. Both girls had dates
with some local frat boys who turned out to be walking
dicks with entitlement complexes and they both decided
pretty much at the same time to dump the guys and
split.
Somehow Maddie had managed to drive back to the
apartment they shared at the time even though they'd
both had had more than their share to drink that night.
So much in fact, that Kayley still had a hard time
remembering exactly how everything went down after
that. All she really remembered was rolling a blunt
while Maddie grabbed a bottle of tequila she'd
previously talked her step-dad into buying for her, and
while they smoked and drank they bitched semi-
incoherently about guys and then one of them( she
thought it was Maddie, but Maddie always swore up and
down it was her) mentioned that wouldn't it be great if
they could be dykes or muff divers or some other
unflattering term, and somehow one thing led to
another. The next day they found themselves hung-over
and naked in the same bed, heads still between each
other's legs.
At first the whole incident had been understandably
awkward. Maddie even briefly considered moving out
until they had a talk and mutually decided that their
friendship was just too important to throw away for
such a silly thing. Besides, it wasn't like it was
going to happen again or anything.
And then, of course, it happened again.
And then again
And again.
For about three months Kayley and Maddie fucked damn
near every time they got drunk or high or had a couple
hours of free time together late at night until Maddie
met Jeff and Kayley met Andy. The whole time they
consoled themselves with the idea that it was just an
experiment and nothing more, but, honestly, they both
knew the truth. It was some of the best sex they'd ever
had.
But that was then. It had never happened again. Kayley
was straight, after all. At least she was pretty sure
she was. At worst, just a teensy bit bisexual.
She did still think about it occasionally when she
masturbated, but generally only when she was pissed at
Andy for being Andy. It was no big deal really.
Even as she felt her nipples harden and her pussy start
to moisten as two characters from the show started to
kiss and a short, but steamy love scene played out
before, and even though that same image and the
memories of Maddie were all she thought of as she used
her clit stimulator (to give her the orgasm Andy had
completely failed to give her), she still believed in
her heart of hearts that it was nothing but a thing.
Still, sometimes she wished she could be a dyke, but
that was never going to happen so whatever.
It was just a thing. Nothing more.
When Andy came home the next morning to get ready for
work, Kayley pretended to still be asleep until he took
his shower, changed his clothes and headed off to work.
She just didn't have anything to say to him anymore.
Somehow she didn't think she ever really would again.
For some reason she briefly thought about calling
Maddie, but instead she called her friend Gwen and
spent the day with her smoking weed, hiking, bitching
about men and catching up until she felt better and
went home with a promise to hang out again later that
week.
Andy, of course, wasn't home when she got there even
though she knew he'd been out of work for over an hour,
but somehow she didn't care. In fact, she was kind of
glad. Then she took a shower, watched a movie and
eventually went to bed.
And that was her weekend. It was hardly amazing that
she really looking forward to Monday and the prospect
of working again and getting away from home. It was
just an extra bonus that she'd be working second shift
and Andy would be working first.
Still, she did have some trepidation when she pulled in
behind the Short Stop and knocked on the office door.
Even Mr. Reyes' big, smiling face was hardly enough to
take it all away, but his kind, calming demeanor
certainly was a help as he introduced her to his wife,
Amelia, who ran register during the day as well doing
most of the ordering and whatnot and Clarice, a sour
looking, but nonetheless friendly housewife type who
was smoking in the backroom when Mr. Reyes, who now
insisted on being called "Miguel or Mike, whichever
works better," and who apparently also ran the register
when she wasn't stocking the cooler and shelves.
Then he introduced her to Sarah and her big, glowing
smile. Kayley was instantly put at ease, though she
wasn't exactly sure why. Sarah looked to about the same
age as Kayley and about the same build, though a tad
bit skinnier and athletic judging from her toned arms
and the hint of flat belly that showed when she reached
up to put her ipod on a shelf in the backroom. Her
breasts also looked to be slightly bigger, but her ass
was a little flatter in her loose cargo pants that
nearly covered a pair of green converse high tops,
which went well with her short plum colored hair for
some reason.
Kayley's eyes went back to that tight tummy and then
those breasts before she realized she was staring. She
was quick enough that Mike, the easiest option for her
Anglo tongue, didn't notice, but not quite quick enough
to avoid a knowing smirk from Sarah that almost caused
her to blush. Luckily Sarah seemed fully aware of this
possibility and broke her concentration by offering
Kayley her hand in greeting.
"So this is the newb, huh?" Sarah said with a sly wink
to Kayley as if to let her know she was just playing,
and for reasons as yet unknown to Kayley she almost
blushed again. Luckily Mike unknowingly saved the day
by bringing up the fact that Sarah would be the one
training her for the next few days and the person she
would likely work with most of the time before
continuing her tour of the store.
Not that there was all that much to see. Just the beer
cooler, the other cooler, the grocery back stockroom,
the liquor back stockroom, the cigarette back
stockroom, the "adult room" (which he actually seemed a
tad bit embarrassed to show her for some reason), the
office with the computer and the closed circuit
television system and mess of paperwork and filing
cabinets and, finally, the area behind the counter
where she ran into Sarah and her knowing smirk again.
Kayley met that smirk with a shy smile of her own while
Mike prattled on about things she barely heard.
"And that's about it," Mike said finally, "Any
questions?"
"Don't worry, Mike," Sarah said while still smirking
before Kayley could even managed to answer him. "I'll
show her everything she needs to know."
"Well, good," Mike replied, "I'll be in the office
finishing up your paperwork and getting you in the
system and stuff until 4:30 if you do need to ask me
anything. Oh, and just so you know, just keep coming in
at three until I figure out exactly how I want to
schedule you, okay?"
And that was it. Kayley was now a clerk for all intents
and purposes. The first hour or so after that was spent
taking turns watching Sarah ring up customer and ring
them up herself with Sarah's helpful guidance while
Amelia counted cigarettes in the back and Clarice ran
the other register and made small talk with Sarah and
Amelia about people Kayley didn't know. At 4:15 Clarice
vanished into the back room to smoke another cigarette
while still talking shit about strangers. Sarah and
Amelia humored her while rolling their eyes at some of
her more catty comments.
Then 4:30 came and Clarice left. A few minutes later
and after one final word of support, Mike and Amelia
shuffled out the door leaving Kayley and Sarah
essentially alone. Kayley didn't really understand why,
but for some reason that made her more than a little
nervous.
Of course, there were customers that kept them somewhat
busy, but Kayley was quickly learning that the Short
Stop was a fairly relaxing place to work. Relative to
waiting tables, time might as well have been standing
still. There was plenty of time for small talk and
Sarah seemed intent on using it to become friends with
Kayley and, somewhat despite herself, Kayley was more
than eager to oblige.
She quickly learned that she and Sarah had quite a bit
in common besides taste in shoes. They shared extremely
similar taste in music and movies though Sarah did
manage to stump Kayley with some bands and films she
mentioned. Kayley had never heard of Television or
Richard Hell and the Voidoids. Apparently this was an
absolute travesty that Sarah promised to remedy the
very next day.
"That old shit is the best," she said with enthusiasm
as she preached on about what was apparently a very
important topic to her. Kayley couldn't help but feel
that enthusiasm herself.
She seemed to feel that way about nearly everything
Sarah talked about that night. Even the most mundane
work-related nonsense seemed almost musical coming from
Sarah's raspy little voice. Kayley even found herself
hanging out by the backroom door while Sarah smoked
just to keep the conversation going. She almost
would've been embarrassed if Sarah didn't do exactly
the same thing when Kayley smoked.
It was weird to realize later, but when the night was
over Kayley was almost disappointed. Not just because
the prospects of doing anything more fun than smoke a
joint or pop some pills and diddle herself once she got
home were virtually nil or because the odds of getting
in a fight with Andy were only equaled by the odds of
him being mysteriously absent and unreachable, but
because of something deeper she simply refused to
label. Even Sarah seemed to feel the same way. She and
Kayley actually stood out by their cars for a full half
hour just chatting before Sarah's cell phone rang
bringing them both back to reality.
Kayley was actually happy for the first time in awhile
as she drove home, but as she pulled into the drive and
saw that once again Andy was oddly absent, she sank a
little bit inside. Oddly, though, it wasn't much as
usual. As pissed as she was that the asshole was once
again gone without a note or a call or anything, she
actually felt something like relief. At least there
would be no fight, no meaningless make-up sex, no
feeling of self-loathing brought on by some hopeless
act of contrition on her part, even though she was
never the one in the wrong.
She didn't even think of making her usual pointless
call to Andy's (almost certainly turned off) cell
phone. She just packed her bong, took a few hits to
relax herself before fingering herself to sleep with
images of a faceless, plum-haired girl and of Maddie
dancing through her head the whole time with zero
guilt, but an incredibly intense orgasm as her payoff.
When she woke up she was surprised to find herself more
relaxed and generally happy than she had been in
awhile. She actually found herself almost excited about
going to work. That had never happened before. The fact
that it was all because of a girl didn't even bother
her at all. Deep down inside a part of her felt there
was something wrong with that, but, frankly, the
majority of her just didn't care.
It helped that Sarah was simply fascinating. She was
funny, smart and artistic and she always seemed to have
something interesting to say about damned near
anything, but not in a pompous way. She didn't just
offer an unsolicited opinion for the sake of being
opinionated. She only did it when it fit the
conversation or when Kayley asked her.
Over the next few weeks Kayley and Sarah discovered
they shared a lot of similar interests besides shoes
and music. They were both devout potheads as well as
users of other drugs. This news was especially exciting
to Sarah since Kayley made it obvious that she had
connections that Sarah simply didn't (which Kayley
found simply amazing), but not for long as that
information led to something even more intriguing about
Sarah.
"Seriously?" Kayley had asked somewhat flabbergasted.
"Seriously," Sarah had come back quickly and with the
appropriate dramatic touch, "I haven't been able to
score steadily since I broke up with my girlfriend and
moved back in with my mom."
"Girlfriend?" Kayley had responded almost too quickly
resulting in a weird look from Sarah that almost made
her blush with embarrassment when she realized how it
sounded, "Sorry. I didn't mean it like that. I just
didn't know you were gay."
"Well, I'm not," Sarah came back, and then corrected
herself . "Well, not really anyway. I had a girlfriend,
but that doesn't mean I'm gay or anything. You're not
going to get all weird and stuff now, are you?"
"No, it just caught me off guard. Besides I'd be a
total hypocrite if I freaked out on you for that."
"Really?" Sarah had responded raising her eyebrow
before following it up with "How interesting."
"Oh, shut up," Kayley had replied feeling the heat rise
to her cheeks as she scanned the store to make sure
they were alone, "Don't tell anyone I said that. My
boyfriend doesn't even know."
"Okay, okay," Sarah replied still smiling "but on one
condition: you tell me all about this weekend."
Kayley agreed gladly before realizing that there was a
good chance she'd just been hit on. Briefly she thought
of reneging or at least getting a clarification, but
something more powerful inside her completely put the
brakes on that idea. Also, there was a customer. In
fact, there were several as a game was letting out at
the high school down the road. They were swamped for
the next hour and any ideas of further conversation
along those lines were buried under the necessity of
getting her job done, but after that everything gained
a whole new edge with Sarah.
Sex, which had already been touched upon, of course,
now took on a more central role in their conversations.
That's how Sarah learned the true depths of Kayley's
problems and where Kayley finally found a good sounding
board for her disgust with Andy. Sarah was extremely
concerned with Kayley's need to make herself come the
majority of the time.
"Why the hell are you even with him if all he does
treat you like crap and can't even make you come?"
Sarah had asked while stocked she cigarettes and Kayley
rang up the sale of an apparently oblivious older man
who just smiled at her vacantly while checking out her
breasts. She frowned at him disapprovingly and waited
for him to leave before answering.
"You really wanna know?"
"Well, yeah," Sarah came back in her usual smartass
tone, "I asked, didn't I?"
"Because I need the rent money," Kayley replied weakly
almost ashamed of her answer.
"Are you serious?" Sarah responded with
incredulousness, "Girl, if all you need is a roommate
talk to me."
"Yeah, well it's a one bedroom, so..."
"So? I live with my Mom. I'd pay for half of everything
just to ride your couch."
"Seriously?"
"Yes, seriously. Do you have any idea how hard is to
pick someone up and take them to my Mom's house? She
doesn't even know I'm bi and she still won't let me
even have another girl stay the night."
"So? Go to their house."
"Easy for you to say. You live in your own apartment.
Most of the girls I hook up with still live with their
parents, too."
"What makes you think if I let you crash on my couch
I'd any cooler than your mom with letting you bring
girls over?"
"Oh, I think I could convince you."
"Oh really?"
"You have no idea how convincing I can be..."
And that was how a lot of their conversations went from
then on for the next two weeks. It was scary, but not
because Kayley was creeped out by the flirtation.
Hardly. In fact, it was because she was anything but
creeped out by it all that scared Kayley. She was
actually more than a little intrigued by the idea.
She did end up cancelling on Sarah that weekend though.
Andy, the human roller coaster, was going through a
very nice up phase and, yes, despite her better
judgment she decided to give him another chance. The
sex was still sub-par, but at least he seemed to be
trying again.
He even bought her flowers just like when they had
first started dating. It was something. At least it was
a lot better than what he had been doing over the last
couple of months. Hell, he even rubbed her feet for
three nights straight.
Kayley was simply amazed, but there was a still a
sinking feeling in her heart that just wouldn't go
away. She just couldn't shake the feeling that this,
like all of Andy's other attempts to be a good
boyfriend, was doomed to failure.
She also had an even darker feeling that deep down, in
her heart of hearts, she wanted him to fail. Maybe it
was because she was just plain sick of waiting for the
other shoe to drop. Maybe it was because she was just
sick of wondering.
Or maybe, just maybe, she was secretly sick of being
with men. It wasn't the first time she'd had those
feelings. The alcohol, after all, wasn't the reason
she'd slept with Maddie. It just been the catalyst, the
spark that helped ignite that brief, but brightly
burning, flame.
Even during that brief semi-relationship with Maddie
there had been something special there. Even though had
both agreed after awhile that it was just friendly sex,
nothing serious, there was always something more just
under the surface
Kayley had never really admitted it to herself at the
time, but up until the moment Maddie hooked up with
Jeff, Kayley had never been happier with another person
in her entire life.
For the brief period after the shock wore off from the
weirdness of their first experience together and the
sex became just a natural progression in their
relationship, everything was simply perfect. They were
everything a couple was supposed to be. Kayley didn't
even think about guys anymore. Being with Maddie had
been all she wanted, but apparently Maddie had been on
a different page.
Of course, that was probably why her relationship with
Andy had started out so passionately, but had fizzled
so quickly until it became the boring exercise in slow
betrayal it was now. Andy had been her rebound.
It made so much sense when looked at in that light.
Still, Kayley wasn't quite willing to accept all that
even now, but as she continued to enjoy being around
Sarah and their casual flirtation and while she and
Andy continued to make weak attempts at maintaining
their relationship at home, she had admit she was more
than tempted. In fact, she actively encouraged Sarah by
gleefully returning her attentions though a little more
subtly.
She was constantly making little comments about Sarah's
appearance, such as how cute her shoes were or how her
hair looked sexy with the little emo barrettes she
liked to wear. She also often found excuses to touch
Sarah whenever possible without it being crass. A light
caress of her arm when Sarah passed behind her to grab
something. A light hand on Sarah's back or shoulders
when she had to reach above her for a pack of
cigarettes for a customer. When she saw Sarah had a
tattoo on her belly just above her waist she couldn't
resist touching it as if to feel the texture, but they
both knew why she was really doing it.
Hell, even some of the customers noticed. It was hard
not to. Two cute girls flirting with each other was the
beginning of most guys' most illogical sexual fantasy.
Every girl knew that. Not that knowledge helped Kayley
stop blushing when she noticed the look in certain
people's eyes and she suddenly realized they could see
right through her intentions. The fact that Sarah
generally found those occurrences extremely hilarious
didn't ease the embarrassment at all.
But, while working with Sarah was quickly looking like
the beginning of something Kayley had never admitted to
herself that she wanted more than anything, her whole
life was quickly becoming pure torture. Especially when
Andy stopped by to say "Hi."
Sarah always tried her best to be nice, but it was hard
for her. Every time he left she would find some way to
jokingly mock him. Kayley laughed every time. She knew
she shouldn't, but she just couldn't help it. She knew
it wasn't going to last. It was over. They both knew
it. Hell, she was pretty sure Andy knew it as well.
They were just going through the motions
Then Andy had to go and make the decision easy for her
by doing what she knew he'd do all along: He
disappeared. Not only that, he managed to make it worse
by disappearing right after visiting her at work and
promising, not once, but multiple times, to be home and
up when she got out of work.
As it turned out he may have been up, but he was most
definitely not home. When she got inside she found a
vaguely written note about having to go in to work for
some guy. It would have been a great excuse since
Kayley knew there was never anyone around to answer the
phone in the office for the night shift.
Except for one little thing: the night before the
asshole had told her the factory he worked at had just
laid off the entire night shift because there weren't
enough orders. He'd actually gone on and on about it
while she'd been trying to watch a movie. She'd
actually had to punch him in the arm to get him to shut
up about it. Bitching about work was an annoying habit
he had when he was tired and stoned.
Remembering that had caused Kayley to rip up the note
on the spot before deciding that enough was enough. She
packed up Andy's clothes and his toothbrush in his
suitcase and overnight bag and that's when she noticed
that a couple of those things were missing. Namely the
ones someone might need if they were staying the night
at someone's house. No toothbrush, no deodorant, no
razor, no overnight bag.
For some reason that discovery made her cry, but not
necessarily because of the deep sense of betrayal she
now felt. No, it was more because of the overwhelming
feeling of stupidity she felt for not having noticed it
before. It was like it all suddenly made sense.
She suddenly recalled noticing a thousand times over
that something was missing when Andy was "working late"
or "crashing at a friends house" and just never
connecting the dots. She felt so dumb for not having
connected the dots before.
She was always burying her suspicions and giving him
one more chance. How could she have been so blind? How
could she have ignored that little voice inside her and
forgiven his cheating ass every fucking time his lying
ass came back to her?
It was the last straw. After getting control of her
tears she did exactly what she's set out to do in the
first place and packed his stuff for him and stacked it
by the door.
She then called his phone knowing full well it would be
off and instead of hanging up or leaving a pleading,
passive-aggressive message as she had in the past, she
left a short message that said: "Hey, you fucking
asshole, this is it. We are through. Your shit is
packed and waiting for you at the door. I suggest you
come pick it tomorrow and get the fuck out of my
fucking life. I don't where the fuck you are, but I
know you ain't working for Julio or Julian or whoever
the fuck you said. Fuck you and fuck whoever you're
fucking or whatever. I don't fucking care. We're done.
Come get your shit while I'm at work. I don't want to
see you around anymore. Fuck you!"
After that she locked the deadbolt that Andy claimed he
had lost his key to a couple of weeks ago and slid the
bolt shut for good measure before taking a sleeping
pill from her stash with a shot of tequila and heading
off to bed.
She woke up later than usual with her phone beeping
intermittently letting her know she had messages. She
didn't bother checking them until after she'd showered
and brushed her teeth. Even then she just erased them
as soon as she saw that they were from him and moved on
with her day, getting ready for work.
For once she was going to stick to her guns. It was
over. She wasn't at all happy about it, but it was
over. She just prayed that Andy would be smart and let
it go. Something told her that prayer was in vain, but
she'd cross that bridge when she came to it. She just
hoped she wouldn't have to deal with it.
That day at work Sarah had tried to be nice, but
frankly Kayley could sense the unsaid chorus of "I told
you so" she was holding back. Not that she resented her
for it. Kayley knew full well she deserved that and so
much more.
She almost asked Sarah over that night, but that little
voice of doubt inside her warned against it. Still, she
made sure to get Sarah's cell number programmed in her
phone and made sure several times to make sure they
were still hanging out on Friday night after work even
though exactly what they were going to do at one in the
morning remained something of a mystery.
Kayley had her hopes, but she really didn't want to
jinx it. So far the plan was simply "get high and, you
know, hang out and stuff," as Sarah put it.
As usual they talked and flirted subtly all through the
night until well after they closed and then they talked
some more until Kayley realized she should really get
home and make sure the asshole was gone. She said as
much to Sarah and they hugged good-bye.
It was a long, lingering hug full of promise that ended
with a light kiss on the neck from Sarah that sent
shivers down Kayley's spine. God how she wanted to
return that kiss, but there was something she had to do
first, so she just gave Sarah one more hard squeeze
before saying goodbye.
That one last squeeze kept lingering on and on until,
after Kayley managed to pull back just a little to
stare into Sarah's dark eyes, she found herself leaning
in to do something she'd wanted to do for so very long
while Sarah leaned in to do meet her halfway.
Their eyes closed and their lips met for the first time
and then parted almost instantly. Maybe it was nerves,
maybe it was just pure, raw need, but it was the
quickest a kiss had gone from soft to passionate in
Kayley's young life.
She almost felt drunk with excitement as she and Sarah
shared the same breath while their tongues discovered
each other. Their hands grasped at each other's soft
flesh standing out in the open under the lone light in
the rear parking lot of the Short Stop visible to
anyone who might drive by. They didn't care. At least
not for the moment while Sarah's hands insinuated their
way under Kayley's shirt, and Kayley's hands grasped
Sarah's tight, little butt through her tight jeans
pulling Sarah tight to her.
It was so shocking, so intense that they likely would
have fucked right there if a car coming around the
corner hadn't momentarily caught them in its
headlights, shocking Kayley back into reality.
"Oh shit," she said and then she tried to duck while
Sarah looked at her confused, but with her arms to
still wrapped around Kayley. When she realized a second
later she couldn't but laugh at Kayley who blushed and
looked down meekly as she realized how silly she was
being. They were doing nothing wrong. Besides the car
was already almost out of sight heading down the road
off into the night.
"Come here, you dork," Sarah said still giggling as she
pulled Kayley back up and into another kiss. This time
it was softer, gentler, more sober and, sadly, quicker
as Kayley reluctantly pulled away.
"I really should get going," Kayley said weakly,
smiling an embarrassed smile for no real reason.
"Yeah," Sarah replied smiling herself as they continued
to stand there hands gently caressing each other, "You
really should."
"Yeah," was all Kayley could manage to reply as she
stared into Sarah's eyes until Sarah laughed at her and
they separated a little awkwardly. They then said
goodbye, and Sarah made Kayley promise to call her if
she needed anything before Kayley walked the short
distance to her car and slipped the key in the lock.
Sarah started to climb into her own car and then
stopped.
"Hey," Sarah said turning around quickly right as
Kayley was about to slip inside her car "You sure you
don't want some backup? I know I'm all skinny and cute
and stuff, but I've had a few step-brothers. I know
where to kick for effect."
Kayley laughed and took all of a half second to agree
with this promising proposition. It was also quickly
decided that they'd both take Kayley's car and Sarah
would simply spend the night and ride to work with
Kayley based on the flimsy excuse that, if everything
went well, they'd have a couple drinks and smoke a bowl
or three.
And, of course, they would, but they knew that was not
the real reason at all.
The ride to Kayley's apartment was filled with awkward
flirting and nervous energy. This was partly because of
what they were going to do, but they were also both
pretty scared that Andy might be there waiting. Kayley
assured Sarah he wasn't violent or anything, but there
was still obviously the risk of a very unfriendly
confrontation if he were there.
Thankfully his car was nowhere to be seen when they
pulled into Kayley's parking lot. Kayley silently
thanked God for that small miracle and let out a breath
she didn't know she was holding before asking Sarah
politely if she was ready. Sarah just laughed at her
and said "Let's go, cutie."
Kayley almost blushed at that and then impulsively
leaned over and placed a quick, but loving kiss on
Sarah's delicious lips. They then got out of the car
and headed up the stairs to Kayley's apartment holding
hands and smiling the whole way until they came to her
door and found a note.
Kayley grabbed it off the door and read it before
saying "Fucking asshole," and then reading it out loud
to Sarah. Basically it was an admission of guilt by
Andy that somehow still managed to place all the blame
on Kayley's head. Just as she'd suspected for so long
he'd been cheating on her for the last couple of
months. Apparently it was with some girl from his work
she'd never even heard him mention. It went on to say
that it was because of her inattentiveness to his needs
and her general lack of enthusiasm in bed and that this
girl, Andrea apparently, was the greatest lay in blah
blah blah. Kayley couldn't get through the rest of it
again before ripping it in half and grunting angrily.
"What a dick," Sarah said while Kayley angrily unlocked
the door and headed inside and somewhat rudely, but
excusably given the circumstances, began searching the
apartment to make sure Andy hadn't stolen anything.
Sarah didn't think anything of it. She simply locked
the door behind her and then went to the couch, whipped
out her ever-present Altoids tin full of weed and her
rolling papers and started rolling while Kayley
continued searching.
"That fucker stole my bong," Kayley yelled from her
bedroom as Sarah finished breaking up the bud.
"What an asshole," Sarah responded loudly as she
prepared the paper for rolling. By the time she'd
finished, Kayley was still looking around her bedroom,
occasionally cursing under her breath at small, but
important things missing that Andy had decided belonged
to him. Sarah quickly came to the conclusion that if
she was going to get Kayley to relax she was going to
have to go to her.
"Did he at least leave his key?" Sarah asked as she
stood in the doorway looking concerned with the joint
tucked behind her ear. Kayley just held up a brass key
with one hand while she closed the bottom drawer with
her other.
"I can't believe he took my bong. Asshole wasn't even
with me when I bought that," Kayley said as she got up
and then sat on the bed,
"I can forgive the other crap, but that was my bong."
"Well," Sarah started as she sat down beside Kayley on
the queen-sized bed and placed her hand on Kayley's
knee giving it a squeeze, "At least he left the key."
"Yeah," Kayley said with a shy smile at the touch
before falling back on the bed in resignation, "At
least there's that."
"Also," Sarah continued as she scooted herself onto the
bed to sit cross- legged staring down at Kayley with a
flirty grin, "If you ever need a bong you can use mine.
I don't mind sharing."
"You're a saint," Kayley said in an exhausted tone,
"You don't happen to have it on you right now, do you?
I don't even have papers."
"Way ahead of you, cutie," Sarah said before gently
tossing the joint onto Kayley's stomach.
"I take that back. You're a fucking angel,'' Kayley
said as she grabbed the joint and then sat up quickly
and grabbed a lighter off the bedside table. "Hey, wait
a minute. I thought you said you couldn't get weed."
"No, I said I didn't have a steady connection. I got
that from a customer just the other day."
Who?"
"Wouldn't you like to know."
"Coy bitch!"
"Yeah, yeah. You gonna light that or just hold it all
night?"
With that Kayley lit the joint and proceeded to get
nice and relaxed. As they smoked they talked and
flirted with Sarah leading the way, constantly touching
Kayley in one way or another. A little knee squeeze
here. A light push on Kayley's arm there. She brushed
the hair out of Kayley's eyes once or twice.
After they finished the joint Kayley offered to roll
one from her stash and Sarah politely agreed even
though she seemed to realize it was something of a
stall. It was weird, but not that they were alone in
her room, and it was alright even if Kayley was
suddenly nervous at the prospect of giving in to her
desires. Luckily, Sarah was more than happy to take her
time.
By the time the second joint was rolled and smoked,
Kayley was definitely more relaxed. When Sarah offered
to give her a backrub, Kayley was too stoned to even
think of a protest. Nor did she want to. Still, she
found it hard to roll over onto her stomach. Luckily
Sarah was more than willing to force the issue.
"Roll over, you lazy stoner," Sarah teased as she
forcefully rolled a giggling Kayley onto her stomach
and got up, grabbed Kayley's feet and pulled her all
the way onto the bed. Kayley protested half-heartedly
until Sarah told her to shut up.
Kayley felt a little embarrassed when her heartbeat
seemed to quicken as she felt Sarah get back on the bed
to straddle her waist. It quickened yet again when she
felt Sarah's soft, but very strong hands begin to work
their magic on her back.
Sarah massaged Kayley's back for a good ten minutes
flirting coyly, but keeping to her task of relaxing
Kayley and relieving all tension. From Kayley's sleepy
replies and soft sighs she knew was doing a good job of
doing just that.
In fact, she quickly realized she may have been doing
too good of job at it if she wanted Kayley to be awake
enough to do what she knew they both wanted to happen
next.
"My, aren't you relaxed," Sarah teased as she slipped
her hands under the back of Kayley's t-shirt and
started to push it up slowly exposing Kayley's back.
"What are you doing?" a very sleepy sounding, but
visibly smiling Kayley asked as she turned slightly to
look back at Sarah.
"You mean you don't know?" Sarah responded as she
pretended to continue her massage while exposing more
of Kayley's sexy back. She then leaned down and placed
a soft kiss on the back of Kayley's neck and slyly
allowed her hands to slide down Kayley's sides to
stroke the sides of her breasts.
Kayley could only answer with another sigh as Sarah
continued to place soft, sensual kisses on the back of
her neck. Then the kisses progressed to involve her ear
as Sarah's hands remained busy softly caressing up
Kayley's arms and then back down her sides while Kayley
remained passive.
When Sarah bit her ear, Kayley couldn't help but squirm
in ecstasy making Sarah chuckle lightly. Kayley
squirmed again when Sarah lightly bit and licked back
down her neck before quickly nipping her shoulder.
Sarah had once again moved her hands under Kayley's t-
shirt, but this time she made it plain that she wanted
it off. Kayley gladly obliged by lifting her body just
enough to slide the unwanted item of clothing off her
body. Sarah then quickly unhooked Kayley's bra before
going back to placing soft kisses on Kayley's now bare
flesh.
Kayley found it hard to stay still as Sarah kept
placing her soft kisses and nips all over her back.
When those kisses made it to where Sarah licked at her
armpits, Kayley couldn't help but squirm. Still she
shifted enough to let Sarah kiss her there. No lover
had ever kissed her there, but she liked the feel of
Sarah's soft lips nuzzling her armpits.
She let out a light a moan when Sarah took advantage of
her new posture to softly caress a breast under
Kayley's now dangling bra. Sarah's delicate caress of
her nipple as she moved her kisses back up to Kayley's
shoulder was almost too much.
The slowness of it all was so foreign to Kayley. The
slow, soft feel of Sarah's touch was so painfully
erotic. Andy had never taken his time like this, and
with Maddie she'd always been the aggressor. The pace
of Sarah's foreplay was simply glorious. Kayley had
never been as turned by so little before in her life.
She was almost disappointed when Sarah, after nipping
at her again, whispered for her to turn over. Luckily
she quickly realized how silly that sense of
disappointment was. Sarah got off of her back just
enough to give Kayley space to roll over, and quickly
retook her place straddling her new lover's hips before
reaching and pulling away the bra that was barely
covering Kayley's breasts. She then proceeded to softly
caress them as she smiled down at Kayley who happily
return the smile.
"You are so beautiful," Sarah said softly as she gently
tweaked Kayley's nipples, making Kayley sigh loudly as
she brought her hands up to caress Sarah's sides.
Kayley could only smile shyly for the moment in
response as Sarah's pinching turned to gentle massaging
of Kayley's breasts. Sarah smiled at little bit more at
this first sign of reaction, as small as it was, from
Kayley. The smile turned to a smirk when she felt
Kayley gently pulling towards her as her hands crept
under Sarah's t-shirt.
"So beautiful," Sarah said again as she gave in to
Kayley' wordless plea and met her in soft kiss that
quickly grew more passionate. The feel of Sarah's
small, lithe frame straddled atop her felt so right to
Kayley. Sarah's soft lips pressed against hers, Sarah's
tongue playfully licking and occasionally delving into
Kayley's mouth to play with her tongue, Sarah's hands
softly kneading her breasts and the feel of her soft,
almost silky skin under Kayley's explorative hands was
just so right.
The only problem Kayley could find with the whole
situation was the fact that Sarah was still fully
dressed and she was still wearing her pants. She wanted
to feel Sarah's soft skin sliding against hers. She
wanted to feel Sarah's breasts as they brushed against
hers, to feel her nipples scrape against hers, her
tummy, everything without that damned t-shirt getting
in the way. It didn't take Kayley long to get this
feeling across to Sarah as she almost angrily pulled
the offending item of clothing off over Sarah's head.
Suddenly the pace of their kissing was greatly
increased as they both ventured to kiss and lick each
other wherever their lips could make contact with the
other's body. Lips, necks, ears, shoulder blades,
armpits, nipples all were nipped and kissed with
rapidly growing intensity while hands eagerly groped at
soft flesh.
It all felt so good. Kayley couldn't help moaning
loudly, almost obscenely, whenever Sarah's mouth with
her flicking tongue, sucking lips and nibbling teeth
found their way to her now almost painfully hard
nipples. She was so aroused that when she felt Sarah's
knee find its way between her thighs, she couldn't help
but grind her wet pussy against it¾jeans or no.
Sarah did not fail to take notice of her friend's
wanton behavior, but instead of pressing her knee
harder against Kayley's needy pussy she pulled away and
sat up. When Kayley groaned in frustration, Sarah
chuckled.
"Oh, you poor thing," Sarah chided before she leaned
down and kissed her briefly, "I think we need to shed
some more clothes." With that she scooted off Kayley to
unbuckle her belt and undo her tight jeans. Kayley
quickly got the message and lifted her hips just enough
to let Sarah tug off her pants and panties in one swift
motion and throw them on the floor.
Without a word Kayley sat up to place a kiss on her
lover's sweet lips while her hands ventured to Sarah's
belt. Sarah quickly maneuvered herself to allow Kayley
to quickly remove her pants and shove them to the
floor. Kayley was somewhat surprised to find Sarah
panty-less, but she didn't let it stop her from quickly
smothering her with a sweltering, needy kiss.
They laid there groping, grinding and kissing for what
seemed like a small eternity, simply enjoying the feel
of each other's naked body. The only sounds in the room
were their moans, the wet smack of their kisses and
occasional creaking as they rolled around leisurely on
Kayley's queen-sized bed.
Kayley had almost forgotten how good it felt to simply
touch the smooth, soft body of another girl and have it
pressed against her own in a sweet, lustful embrace.
The soft and occasionally just rough enough feel of
Sarah's hands caressing her back and ass was simply
exquisite.
Sarah's kisses were just perfect. She even loved the
taste of Sarah's lip gloss. The smell of her hair and
the taste of her sweat, the way she cooed so sweetly
when Kayley nibbled on her neck and the way Sarah
sucked her nipples so perfectly was just all so right
and good.
Kayley couldn't even imagine how it could get any
better until Sarah rolled her onto her back one more
time and lowered herself again to suck and kiss her
away around, between and all over Kayley's pert little
breasts. Kayley moaned lightly and ran her fingers
through Sarah's short, soft hair. This time, however,
instead of slowly kissing her way back up Kayley's body
to rejoin her in a kiss, Sarah instead made it obvious
she intended to kiss Kayley somewhere else.
Where exactly Sarah intended to kiss her new friend was
indicated by the location of the fingers of her left
hand, the one that was currently sliding gently between
Kayley's moist and swollen labia. That light caress was
more than enough to send something of an electrical
shock up Kayley's spine, triggering a shaking moan and
sexy shiver that made Sarah smile knowingly as she
kissed her way down Kayley's smooth tummy.
"You like that, baby?" Sarah teased right before she
licked a gentle circle around Kayley's belly button and
the tiny little piercing that resided there. Before
Kayley could even manage to form the beginning of a
reply, Sarah changed whatever those words might have
been into another sweet moan by caressing Kayley's
poor, little clit. Judging from the way Kayley's hips
bucked so deliciously at that simple touch Sarah knew
she was more than ready for her tongue.
She didn't get it though. Not yet. As much as she
wanted it and as much as Sarah wanted to give it to
her, Sarah knew it would only be better if she made
Kayley wait just a little bit longer for that. Instead
as she kissed her way slowly down to Kayley's needy
pussy, she placed only one sweet kiss on Kayley's hood
before she kissed and licked her way slowly up Kayley's
thigh.
Kayley's groan of frustration nearly made Sarah chuckle
with impish delight, but instead she just smiled
wickedly before placing a loving bite on Kayley's inner
thigh. Kayley's jumped a little at that, and she jumped
a little again when Sarah placed another small bite on
Kayley's other thigh before patiently kissing and
nibbling her way back to Kayley's center.
Sarah's teasing kisses around Kayley's smooth sex were
driving Kayley crazy. That sweet mouth with those
lovely lips and the long, beautiful tongue seemed to be
kissing her everywhere but the one place she wanted
them more than anything. As Sarah's soft, but firm
hands caressed Kayley's thighs and gently urged them to
spread wider, Kayley could only reach down and stroke
Sarah's hair, urging her toward her pussy, only to be
denied so cruelly by her serenely sadistic friend.
It didn't take long for that soft stroking to become
more and more like vicious tugging as Kayley almost
tried to force Sarah's mouth to finally grant her
release. Finally, half out of a desire to make Kayley
come and partially out of a desire to not have her hair
ripped from her scalp, Sarah relented and finally
placed her mouth on Kayley's hot, dripping sex.
Of course, that did only a little to loosen Kayley's
grip on Sarah's short hair, but Sarah really didn't
care. She was done teasing now. She was concentrating
on making Kayley come harder then she ever had in her
life. Judging from the profanity mixed with lustful
grunts that were at that moment escaping from Kayley's
beautiful mouth, Sarah was fairly certain it wouldn't
take long.
This thought was mixed with a tiny tinge of sadness for
Sarah as she slid her tongue up and down Kayley's
dripping crevice enjoying the sweet taste of her new
lover's delicious nectar while Kayley bucked against
her tongue. Sarah loved this game of sweet, delectable
torture so much that it was always with a little
sadness that she finally gave in and allowed her lover
to have her first orgasm. That sadness always passed
quickly however and this night was no exception.
Kayley's panting and moaning was music to Sarah's ears
as she continued to savor Kayley's taste on her tongue.
She still teased a little, but only enough to keep
Kayley on the edge without letting her fall quite yet.
She didn't center her efforts solely on Kayley's
obviously aroused clit, but she didn't avoid it anymore
either. Instead she was intent on licking and kissing
every square millimeter of Kayley's sex. Her hands no
longer simply caressed and kneaded Kayley's thighs but
instead she used them to tilt Kayley's pelvis upward so
she get her tongue anywhere she wanted it.
The shivering coo that emerged from Kayley's lips when
Sarah's tongue first ventured to lick her musky rosebud
was especially pleasing for Sarah. She loved a girl who
was willing to accept all the pleasure her body had to
offer. Her last girlfriend had been a bit of prude in
that department, so Sarah was more than happy to stay
there, tongue firmly planted between Kayley's cute
little butt cheeks, licking that forbidden place. Her
fingers rewarded Kayley's dirtiness with slow, delicate
circles over her clit, but only for a moment before she
back to light teasing.
"Oh fucking God, please eat me, Sarah!" Kayley suddenly
grunted huskily between pants while she renewed her
pulling on Sarah's hair urging her back to her clit.
"You wanna come, baby?" Sarah whispered sweetly still
grinning impishly before placing a quick lick on
Kayley's hood. "Oh, please, baby!" Kayley begged
breathlessly, and was a rewarded with another quick
lick.
"Do you think you're ready for my fingers in your
tight, little pussy?" Sarah teased again as she ran her
index finger ever so lightly between Kayley's lips,
then once again gave Kayley's poor, swollen clit
another short, sensuous lick. Kayley's hips bucked
again almost violently and Sarah eased her finger just
a little tiny bit more. "Answer me, sweetie. Are you
ready for my fingers?"
"Oh, please, Sarah. Please..." Kayley began to beg only
to cut herself off with a high pitched, but rather
quiet squeal as Sarah's finger slid inside her. At that
same moment, Sarah's sweet lips surrounded her clit and
finally began to seriously work Kayley's pussy toward
sweet release.
After that there were no more words coming from
Kayley's mouth, but only more squeals of intense
pleasure as Sarah quickly managed to add another finger
to pump inside of Kayley's sex while she licked and
suck on Kayley's clit. Sarah somehow managed to never
lose contact while Kayley fucked her face
uncontrollably. Her hands still managed to find
purchase in Sarah's hair, holding her to her even
though she now no intention of moving until Kayley
screamed her surrender.
Kayley couldn't take her eyes off the beautiful face
with those passionate eyes and that beautiful mouth she
could no longer really see, but which she could feel
doing such wonderful things to her. Sarah stared right
back at her longingly. Her beautiful face was no longer
smiling, but that didn't matter. It was still
beautiful. Perhaps even the most beautiful thing Kayley
had ever seen.
Sarah was of a similar opinion as she stared into
Kayley's lust-filled eyes. She skillfully manipulated
Kayley's sex, trying her damnedest to make her come
harder than she ever had before. She wasn't thinking
about herself at the moment. Her sole task was bringing
Kayley as much pleasure as possible. Even if Kayley
were to pass out immediately afterward and sleep
straight through to the morning, Sarah would've been
pleased. Of course, she would hardly spite Kayley if
she insisted on making Sarah come as well, but that was
not the point. It was only a possibility.
There they were lying on Kayley's bed locked in a gaze
as Sarah tried her best to blow Kayley's mind, and
Kayley wordlessly urged Sarah on as the beautiful
tension just kept building and building in her young,
over-stimulated body. It was almost the perfect moment.
Then, just as Sarah slid her ring finger inside of her
friends sopping wet pussy, perfection became reality as
Kayley's body tensed up and she saw stars as her pussy
convulsed around Sarah's fingers and her juices covered
Sarah's face. Everything went silent for a moment
except the sound of her heartbeat, and she actually saw
stars again as she shut her eyes hard to the pleasure
overtaking her body.
Sarah just kept licking and pumping her fingers in
Kayley's quaking sex until she was sure Kayley had come
back down from her trip to the stratosphere. Kayley's
breathing returned to something resembling normal and
her eyes opened as she looked down at Sarah's now wet
face and laughed as only a girl who'd just had her mind
completely blown could. Sarah finally stopped and after
placing one last kiss on Kayley's pussy she offered
slick fingers to Kayley who sucked on them gratefully
until Sarah slithered her way up Kayley's body to meet
her in a kiss.
It was a wet, sloppy kiss that found them rolling
around on the bed again grabbing at each others' soft,
sweaty flesh occasionally grinding against each other
as they enjoyed each others touch.
"Oh, I fucking love you," Kayley said between kisses.
She had never come like that before in her life. Not
with Andy, not with Maddie, not even with herself.
Definitely not with her first orgasm of the night.
Usually, for Kayley, that was weakest. God, how she
hoped that trend continued as she was nowhere close to
being done for the night.
"Right back at you, sweetness," Sarah replied playfully
as she let Kayley pin her on bed. Again they kissed
lovingly only to break apart with a mutual giggle only
to kiss again. Their fingers entwined as they clutched
at each others' hands and the giggles did not return.
The feel of their sweaty bodies sliding against each
other soon brought seriousness back to their
lovemaking. The soft caress of Sarah's tongue playfully
against her own made Kayley realize that what she said
had been true at least in a way. She was falling for
this sweet, beautiful girl who now lay naked underneath
her, their nipples scraping together, their bellies
sliding against each other, their clits occasionally
receiving a sweet grind from the other's thigh. It may
not have been love with a capital "L," but she already
knew she wanted more of this girl and the most
wonderful feeling she had ever had in her life. She
also knew that she wanted to give Sarah exactly what
she'd just given her and that she wanted to do it more
than anything.
It wasn't out of some sense of obligation, either. Nor
was it because it was fair or anything equally as
simplistic. No, she simply wanted to make Sarah feel
exactly what she had felt: pure, unadulterated
pleasure, and she wanted to be the one to give it to
her.
Somewhat reluctantly she released Sarah's hands to
bring hers to Sarah's cute little breasts. She gave
those pert mounds a gentle squeeze before tweaking the
taut little nipples that sat at their centers while
slowly, but purposefully kissing her way to the valley
between them. Taking her cue from the way Sarah had
made love to her breasts, Kayley made sure to kiss,
nibble and lick every little bit of skin she could
before making sure Sarah's nipples got their fair share
of attention.
"Bite them," Sarah whispered dreamily as she ran her
fingers through Kayley's soft hair. She then hissed
sweetly when Kayley did exactly that. When Sarah urged
her to do it harder Kayley didn't hesitate and was
again rewarded with a soft hiss and a sweet, little
squirm as she pulled on Sarah's nipples with her teeth.
Then she switched her attention from one lovely breast
to the other Kayley allowed her hand to find its way
down to Sarah's bald pussy and for the first time in
way too long touched another girl's sex. She's almost
forgotten how good it felt to touch another girl down
there. The taste, the smell, the feel, the way she'd
always felt so powerful when she'd made Maddie come. As
her fingers caressed Sarah's slit for the first time it
all came rushing back to her.
Sarah's soft sigh from Kayley's gentle, exploratory
touch nearly sent a shiver down Kayley's spine. She was
caught between the desire to eat her friend's pussy and
to keep teasing her, trying to prolong the lovemaking.
When she brought her finger to her lips and tasted
Sarah's sweetness for the first time, the decision was
made for her. The game was over. As much as she wanted
to lick and kiss her way down slowly, she needed to
lick Sarah's pussy and she needed to do it now.
Before Sarah even knew what hit her Kayley had scooted
down to rest her face at Sarah's pussy, and instantly
began to devour her friend like a women possessed.
Sarah would have giggled mischievously at Kayley's
eagerness, but she was too busy moaning as Kayley's
tongue explored and tasted her sex.
It was weird thought, but Kayley couldn't help but feel
comfortable where she was at that moment. Burying her
face between her new lover's thighs and licking her
pussy while Sarah's hand softly stroked her hair felt
so natural, so right. Why she'd denied herself this
feeling for so long was beyond her. Not with Sarah
necessarily, but in general. She'd just never felt so
right before except when she'd been with Maddie.
Fleetingly she wondered silently if this meant she was
gay as she spread Sarah's pussy with her fingers and
dipped her tongue inside her to lick her pink
sweetness, but quickly realized that that didn't really
matter at the moment. If she was, she was. That was all
there was to it. She wasn't going to worry about it
right then. She was far too busy staring into Sarah's
dark, beautiful eyes as she flicked her clit with her
tongue and slowly began to ease her fingers inside
feeling Sarah's wetness and her warmth.
"Yeah, fuck me, Kayley," Sarah hissed as she felt
Kayley slide two fingers inside her. She then almost
screamed when she felt those fingers start to move and
curl inside her. Until that moment she'd still been
under the delusion that Kayley wasn't all that
experienced with making other girls come despite
knowing she wasn't quite a girl virgin. Once she found
that spot that only one other person in her short life
had ever found before, Sarah couldn't help but change
her thinking about Kayley's experience with girls.
Or she would have if she hadn't been so busy
alternating between nearly screaming in pleasure,
whining, panting and holding her breath. Her hands
quickly found their way to her breasts to squeeze and
pinch as she rapidly felt herself nearing climax.
Kayley's mouth on her clit and her fingers in Sarah's
pussy were just too much.
When Sarah came she found herself shaking, her moans
coming out in long, loud shivers as she locked her legs
around Kayley's back in a subconscious attempt to hold
her there until the glory of her orgasm faded. She
needn't have worried however. Kayley was far too busy
enjoying the raw beauty of Sarah's body in a state of
bliss that she herself had brought about. She also took
a small measure of pride in the fact that her chin and
fingers were simply drenched with Sarah's juices.
Sarah seemed to take forever to come down from her
orgasm. Of course, the fact that Kayley refused to let
up on her friend's beautiful pussy until Sarah made her
stop probably had a good deal to do with that. When
Sarah finally kicked her softly, but with loving menace
in her butt, Kayley just smiled brightly and wetly as
she pulled her shining fingers from Sarah's sex and
gave Sarah a taste of her own sweet nectar. Then she
shared it with Sarah again in a sweet, loving kiss that
seemed to go on forever. They once again enjoyed the
feel of each other's body pressed closed together as
they shared Sarah's flavor still on Kayley's lips, chin
and tongue.
This time, however, there was no rolling around.
Instead as Kayley laid atop her friend, she found
herself slowly humping her clit against Sarah's leg. It
was a small pleasure she'd shared with Maddie several
times during that brief relationship. A small pleasure
that they'd both enjoyed quite a bit. She'd even tried
it with Andy once or twice, but quickly found that her
slow gyrations were inevitably interpreted by him as a
sign that she was ready to fuck, so she quickly stopped
trying to get him to understand her varying moods and
needs.
Luckily, Sarah didn't seem to mind at all. In fact, she
simply shifted her leg just a wee little bit to
accommodate Kayley's grinding and her own. Sarah's
hands and fingers softly stroked Kayley's lower back
and ass, subtly guiding and encouraging her to do as
she wished.
At first they simply humped against each other slowly,
somewhat relaxed, almost absentmindedly. It was
secondary to their kissing and the gentle caressing of
soft, feminine flesh. That gradually changed as the
soft rubbing and bumping gave way to more needy
grinding.
Their kissing start to give way to soft panting in each
other's ears and soft biting on shoulderblades and
necks. They whispered, or panted, soft words into each
other's ears, as Sarah's hands found their way to
Kayley's smooth buttocks.
"Oh, God," Kayley panted into Sarah's ear as Sarah
sucked on her neck, "You feel so fucking good."
"Fuck me, baby," was the only response Sarah could
think of thanks to Kayley pressing her thigh against
Sarah's clit with perfect amount of pressure just when
she was trying to think of something to say. Kayley
wasted no time in maneuvering her body so that she
pressed her hot, wet pussy against Sarah's equally damp
sex. Kayley felt Sarah's hand greedily clutching at her
ass cheeks, urging her on as she humped her thigh in
blind lust.
They feel of their pussies rubbing and sometimes almost
slapping together was just too much for both of them
after awhile. Exquisite was the only word for it.
Almost too exquisite as Kayley quickly began to lose
control and just started grinding away lost in the
sensation, not even realizing that she wasn't even
hitting Sarah's pussy anymore.
Luckily Sarah wasn't one to hold a grudge against an
overly enthusiastic lover. She was more proud then
anything. Maybe a little amused as well, but the fact
that Kayley was so obviously turned on by their
lovemaking that she was completely lost in her pleasure
made Sarah feel kind of proud, really.
Kayley was so lost in her need to come again she barely
even noticed when Sarah removed one of her hands from
her ass. She wasn't so lost however that she failed to
notice when that hand somehow found its way between her
pussy and Sarah's thighs at same time as Sarah's mouth
found a nipple to suckle and bite.
"Oh, fuck yeah," were the only words Kayley could
manage to find in her lust-fogged mind as Sarah slipped
first one then a second finger inside her. Those
fingers started to curl inside of her as Sarah's palm
remained firmly pressed against Kayley's clit while
Kayley still mindlessly pumped her hips. and even those
three simple words were lost to her. Every noise after
that that came from Kayley's sweet lips was a mix of
grunting, panting and almost painful-sounding squeals
of pleasure. She could barely even open her eyes.
"Come for me, baby," Sarah encouraged as Kayley's
orgasm quickly approached. She repeated it again and
Kayley opened her eyes to stare into Sarah's beautiful
brown eyes for the briefest of moments. She wasn't
exactly sure what she saw in those eyes. It wasn't
quite love, but it was close.
Whatever it was she instantly felt the need to do
exactly what this beautiful girl wanted. Sarah's
fingers were hitting places inside her she'd previously
been completely unaware of. She could feel the sweat
dripping down her body, hear her panting become needier
and, more importantly, she could feel it spreading
throughout her entire being.
When it finally hit her, Kayley let out a moan that was
almost a scream. If she'd been aware of her
surroundings she would've worried about waking her
neighbors (and she most likely did) as Sarah's fingers
set her off in a way no one had even come close to
doing before. The glory of her first orgasm of the
night was nothing compared to the feeling she had at
that moment. She actually shook against Sarah's
delicate little fingers as they kept up their work
until Kayley collapsed on top of Sarah's sweet body and
panted heavily until she'd recovered enough to kiss her
lover greedily.
Again they kissed for awhile until Sarah maneuvered
Kayley so they could enjoy the taste of each other's
sex together while slowly licking and fingering each
other to orgasm a few more or so each until Kayley
somehow caught a glimpse at her alarm clock and
realized it was already almost four in the morning. She
reluctantly told Sarah that they really should go to
bed.
After turning off the lights, making sure the door was
locked and setting her alarm for the morning, Kayley
crawled back into bed with her new lover and cuddled up
to her soft, naked form. After their lingering
goodnight kiss, Kayley slept better than she had in
months.
END
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