From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Slumber Party (FFFFF. lesbian)
Date: 19 Feb 1996 17:26:52 GMT

			    Slumber Party

	Cheryl had been my best friend since I joined the cheerleading
squad at my high school. We would go to the mall together, watch
movies together, and study together.

	Cheryl was about 5'9" (I was a wee bit shorter), and had a
figure that bespoke `Modeling Career Here'. I'll admit that I wasn't
nearly as attractive, but the guys I dated never seemed to think so.

	Anyway, Cheryl really surprised me one night after an exciting
football game. We had gone back to the girls locker room, and I
decided to get a shower before we decided what to do for the evening.
Once I was nude and under the hot spray of the shower, I got very
relaxed. I closed my eyes and stood there, feeling the heat soak into
my tired muscles.

	I was broken out of my bliss by the sound of another shower
head turning on. Cheryl was standing at the next nozzle, rinsing her
hair. I was surprised to see her buck-naked. Before, we had always
pulled curtains between the showers for privacy.

	I just stood there and stared at her gracefully curved
breasts, her firm buttocks, and the triangle of golden brown hair
between her legs. As she lathered her body, I felt myself becoming
aroused, my pussy starting to get warmer, and my nipples starting to
tingle.

	Cheryl finally looked over at me and smiled. I smiled back and
began to lather myself also with my bar of soap, while not taking my
eyes off of Cheryl. After a few minutes, she padded quietly over to me
and took my bar of soap.

	"Would you be upset if I gave you a kiss, Anne?" she asked. I
stood there gaping at her. All sorts of half remembered dreams started
to flood my mind. She leaned forward to kiss me. I'd never given
serious thought to Cheryl sexually before, but as turned on as I was
getting, I ignored my inhibitions and met her kiss. It was gentle and
sweet, totally different from the way guys had `kissed' me. I began to
think that I'd never really been kissed before Cheryl.

	She had pressed her lips lightly to mine and now withdrew a
inch. Her eyes searched mine, their rich coffee brown questioning my
cloudy hazel. I answered by kissing her back, just as gentle, just as
lightly. She smiled brightly and breathed `yes'.

	She parted her lips and began to probe my lips with her
tongue, following their curves until she slipped between them. Her
hands began to make slow caresses of my wet body, paying enough
attention to my breasts to get them to ache for more touches.

	Our kisses became longer, and deeper, as each of us drank the
other's sensuality in. Our bodies moved against each other, excitement
charging through my pussy every time our nipples touched. For at least
ten minutes, we kissed and caressed like the eager and nervous young
lovers we were.

	Finally, Cheryl stepped back and asked me to grab a hold of
the water pipe above me. I did so and she began to lather up my body.
Again, she paid special attention to my nipples which got me gyrating
my hips a little. I leaned my head back and concentrated on the
sensations Cheryl was giving me.

	She wiped off each of my breasts with a hot rough washcloth
and began to suckle me. Her hands caressed my stomach and back as her
lips touched my left breast and her teeth tried to entice milk from
it. My whole body seemed alive with sensations, electric sparks from
my breasts to my pussy.

	After treating my right breast with the same loving tongue,
she began to move down my body, rinsing me off as she did so.

	I felt my legs spreading themselves in anticipation of what
I'd always wanted a girl to do to me. I kept moving my hips around,
trying to increase my sensations with my squirming. When I felt her
kneel down, I stopped and waited.

	First, she nuzzled me, her nose sniffing my sexual scents. I
could feel my juices mixing with the water on my leg. Then she grabbed
me about my waist, her hands resting on my buttocks. She dove into my
pussy with a relish, her tongue lapping between my lips, her nose
rubbing my clit.

	After a few minutes of this, I couldn't believe how turned on
I was, far more than I'd ever felt before. I started moving up and
down, rubbing myself on her face. All thoughts were gone except the
intense desire to have an orgasm, to find release for the pressure
Cheryl had built in me. I peeked down and watched her as she lapped at
my pussy, my own girl-lover. I think the newness of the experience and
the idea of lesbian love just got me more and more excited. Within
seconds, my vagina started clenching in the spasms of an orgasm. It
was so intense that I starting moaning and biting my lower lip. It was
far stronger than any I'd had with boys.

	Just as I began to unclench and relax from the release of the
pressure, Cheryl started again, though now she was more forceful with
her tongue and even began to nip my clit with her teeth.

	It didn't take long for the tension to return to my pelvis,
the hardness to my nipples. Soon, I felt my stomach start to wobble in
anticipation of my second orgasm (the first time I ever had more than
one!). As I began to moan again, Cheryl took my bar of soap and began
sliding it back and forth between my ass cheeks. I'd never felt the
sensation of anything back there before and it pushed me into an
orgasm even better than the first.

	I finally let go of the water pipe when I felt my legs would
hold me up. Cheryl stood up. Her smiling face gleamed with my juices.
She gave my a deep kiss and handed back my soap.

	"Hurry and finish, Anne. I called your Mom earlier and she
said you could stay at my house this weekend. I'm having a slumber
party for the cheerleading squad because my parents just left for
Florida." She strutted out of the shower room, her breasts jumping in
rhythm and her ass swaying invitingly. I finished rinsing off and
headed for the outer room. I hoped there wasn't going to be much
slumbering at Cheryl's house this weekend.

	Cheryl and I dressed quickly, both of us grinning like fools.
I nearly cleaned out my locker with my extra outfits that I always
kept around and my toiletries. We left for her house in her VW Rabbit.
At stoplights, she'd caress my knees and twice she ventured a quick
kiss on the lips. My mind was racing with the questions I was having.
Was I in love with lesbian sex or with Cheryl?

	We arrived at her house and she parked her car in the garage.
The other space was empty, further evidence of her parent's absence.
We came into the kitchen from the garage and met the rest of the
cheerleaders that Cheryl had invited, Jamie, Becky, and Michelle. They
were sitting around the kitchen table talking about what pizza to get
that night. We talked for nearly half an hour about the game and stuff
from school earlier that day. Then, with a signal from Cheryl,
everyone got their drinks (Coke, 7up etc) and tromped into the living
room. The room was pretty spacious and the TV was against the wall in
a sunken area. Around the `Pit' were chairs and a couch, and there
were a few pillows lying at the bottom.

	We all sat down and got comfortable, innocently apart until
Cheryl got done starting the VCR and snuggled up to me, her arm around
my shoulders and her breast against my arm. The rest of the girls
smiled, but directed their attention to the TV.

	Very quickly, I realized that we were going to watch some porn
movies, and unless I guessed wrongly, I wouldn't be seeing many men.
In fact, it turned out that they had gotten a hold of some all-girl
films. Within in minutes, the room was practically steaming with
desire.

	Cheryl began to nuzzle my ear, washing my cheek with her
tongue. Becky reached over from her chair and held my hand as I
watched the action on the screen. I also noticed that Jamie and
Michelle had already disappeared.

	Just as an intense kissing scene came on, Cheryl froze the
picture, the two stars in a hot embrace. Cheryl drew my head around
until our mouths met, my horniness apparent from my hot and eager
kisses. Becky began to caress my legs, her hands soft and gentle on my
pantyhose.

	Soon, Cheryl's hands began to wander, unbuttoning my blouse
and slipping between me and the couch to undo the catch on my
brassiere. She was very adept and I felt the straps go loose on my
shoulders instantly, my chest expanding with the freedom she had given
my breasts.

	Again I closed my eyes and concentrated on the sensations of
kissing my best friend, another girl. The soft lips, the sweet
lipstick, her slick tongue, the heat of our breaths mingling.

	Cheryl slipped her hand under my loose bra and rubbed my
breasts, pinching my nipples until they were hard and big. Meanwhile,
Becky had knelt in front of me. She pushed my legs apart, brought her
face up to my crotch and breathed in deeply. From the look on her
face, my white cotton shorts did nothing to hide my state of arousal.
She grabbed the snap on the shorts, popping it quickly and then began
to draw my shorts down my legs.

	My attention was brought from Becky's attentions when Cheryl
moved to hold me closely, our kisses becoming more passionate than I
had imagined. Too soon, she broke away and helped me take my shirt and
bra off, leaving my throbbing nipples in the air-conditioned cool of
her living room. Becky pulled Cheryl's pull-over off and deftly
removed her bra. Cheryl returned to our tight torso embrace, our
breasts now rubbing each other. Becky slipped a finger under either
side of my panties and pantyhose and pulled them off quickly, leaving
me naked to our desires. Becky pulled my legs apart again and returned
her face to my crotch. I could feel her long hair against my thighs
and her head was pressed to Cheryl's side.

	With a few agile flicks of her tongue on my aching clit and
some active French kisses from Cheryl, I went over the edge, grabbing
Becky's head with my thighs as my pussy clenched up, and hugging
Cheryl tightly as I moaned with release. Becky was making deep
slurping noises, her nose lips and tongue making love to my throbbing
pussy.

	"We wouldn't want pussy stains on the couch, would we?" said
Cheryl, as if in response to my thoughts about Becky. We held each
other for the minute it took me to calm down.

	They helped my off the couch and laid me down on the bottom of
the Pit with a soft, fluffy towel under my naked ass. Cheryl and Becky
finished getting each other undressed, taking a few seconds out for a
couple deep `hello' kisses.

	"Anne has such a lovely body, don't you think, Becky?", asked
Cheryl as she stood over me.

	"Oh yes," replied sandy-haired, athletic Becky as she ran her
hands over my body, cupping my breasts, pinching my nipples, and
finally tracing my lips with her fingertips. I raised my head
slightly, and began to suck on them. Becky sighed with a smile.

	"We'll get to that, but first you must learn the most
important rule about the Club. We always try to give more than we
receive." She sat back between my legs and rubbed my thighs gently,
not heading for my pussy, just exploring in a very slow, and loving
way. Cheryl knelt above my head, her pussy sitting invitingly close.
She then moved her knees to my shoulders and put enough pillows under
my shoulders and head to give me perfect access to her damp pussy.

	I tried to remember what Cheryl had done to me, and hoped that
my eagerness, would make up for me inexperience. I explored her lips
and found her clit, hiding away. I lapped like Becky had done, tasting
Cheryl's juices.

	"No, no, Anne. Just do what you feel like. We all do it
different ways and that is what makes us each special when we give
pleasure. Try again." Cheryl's tone didn't seem too displeased, but I
took her advice and just did what seemed best. I sucked on her clit, I
nuzzled her hair and lips, and I dove deeply into her with my tongue.

	After awhile, I realized that the sounds I was hearing were
from Becky and Cheryl necking above me. I didn't mind, as they both
seemed able to pay a little attention to my breasts. Just enough to
keep them tingling and my pussy moist.

	I concentrated at my task as hand and began to do anything I
could think of, nuzzling, licking, nibbling, bucking. Cheryl began
moving up and down, moans escaping her lips as she kissed Becky. I
worked harder, faster, anything to give Cheryl the best sensations.
Within seconds, I heard her exhale loudly with an `Ooh' and begin to
`fuck' my face, moving up and down faster and faster. I kept my tongue
out and licked anything I could. I could feel her juices on my face.

	She finally came, her pussy hard against my face. Cheryl came
for about twenty seconds, her body tense, her breathing coming out in
short gasps.

	"Can you do that again, Anne?" She asked me as she lifted
herself from my face about a foot.

	"Remember the rule, Cheryl," admonished Becky. They both got
off of me and helped me to my feet.

	"We've got so much to show you before our other guest
arrives."

	My mind raced with questions about this other guest, but I
stayed silent as they led back to Cheryl's parents' bedroom and the
big bed with white satin sheets...