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Cindy
Part Seven:
"Cindy, I can't get over the change in you."
Cindy and Marla were walking away from the school together. They
had finished their classes for the day were heading over to Cindy's
house. They had made a date to study together. Mid-terms were coming
up soon and neither girl was doing well enough in her classes not to
need help.
"Really, Cindy," Marla continued, "I remember last year you were
such a shy little stick of a thing, and now --- why, it's almost as if
you were a different person."
"Gosh, Marla," Cindy said, secretly pleased that her friend had
noticed the difference, "I don't know what you mean. I'm still just
plain old me."
"Don't kid a kidder, Cindy," Marla persisted. "Something's
changed. Have you got a boyfriend hidden away somewhere that you're
not telling me about? Is that it?"
Cindy blushed. Marla's guess was closer to the truth than she
would have liked. Should she tell Marla the truth, she wondered. No,
better not, she decided. It was impossible to tell how anyone would
react, even a friend as close as Marla.
"No, there's no one new in my life," Cindy replied. That state
ment at least was technically accurate, even if it wasn't exactly the
truth.
The two girls finished the walk to Cindy's house in only a few
minutes. The rest of their conversation concerned itself with boys,
fashion, and the unfairness of their teachers, in that order.
Once they got to her house, Cindy unlocked the front door and let
them in.
"We'll have the place to ourselves for a while," Cindy said.
"Billy's at football practice and my folks won't be home for hours."
"That's neat, Cindy," Marla said. "I wish my mom would get a job
or something. She's always waiting for me when I get home. 'How was
school, dear? Did you meet any nice boys?'" Marla mimicked her moth
er's parental concern. "What a nag!"
"Yeah, it is kind of nice to have some freedom," Cindy agreed.
"Even if it is only for a few hours."
The two girls went up the stairs to Cindy's room. They spread
their books out on the floor and sat down to make an attempt at learn
ing the mysteries of mathematics. Within less than an hour, however,
it became clear that neither girl had a sufficient grasp of the subject
to be of any help to herself or the other.
"It's hopeless, Cindy," Marla sighed. "I can't make heads or
tails of these formulas."
"Me neither," Cindy agreed. "Maybe we can get Billy to help us
when he gets home," she added brightly. "He was always pretty good at
math."
"Okay," Marla said, closing her text book. "How is Billy, any-
way?" she asked.
"Fine, I guess. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, no reason." She leaned back against Cindy's bed. "He is a
hunk, though. Does he have a girlfriend?"
"I don't think so," Cindy said.
Cindy was surprised to realize that she was reluctant to discuss
Billy's social life with Marla. She felt a little jealous of her big
brother; she wanted to keep him for herself. She didn't like other
girls being interested in him, she didn't want to have to share him
with anyone.
"Want to see my new bathing suit?" Cindy asked, changing the sub-
ject.
"Cindy, it's autumn," Marla said.
"I know, that's why it was on sale."
She went to her bureau and rummaged through the drawers for a mo-
ment. Then she turned back to her friend.
"Here it is, see?"
It was one of the skimpiest string bikinis Marla had ever seen.
It resembled nothing more than three little patches of pastel fabric
tied together with a few strand of dental floss.
Marla let out a soft whistle. "Cindy, that's hot," she said.
"Let's see it on you."
"Okay."
Without any hesitation, Cindy began stripping off her clothing.
After all, she and Marla had their gym lockers next to each other and
often showered together after gym class. They had seen, and even occa
sionally touched, each other's naked bodies many times in the past.
It wasn't until she had dropped her bra and was bending down to
pull off her panties that Cindy noticed that Marla was staring at her
intently. She remembered the time that Marla had asked her to help her
adjust her bra blushed. Quickly, she picked up her bikini and put it
on.
"There," she said brightly. "How does it look?"
"It looks hot, Cindy," Marla said. "Real hot."
It did look good on her. The tiny bathing suit did more to show
off the young girl's budding figure than it did to cover it.
Cindy thought she saw more than just an appreciation of fashion in
her friend's eye but didn't know exactly what it was or if she should
do anything about it.
"Can I try it on?" Marla asked. "I'd like to see how it looks on
me."
"Sure," Cindy said. "Why not?"
Marla quickly stripped out of her clothes. Almost before Cindy
had finished taking the bikini off, Marla was as naked as she.
Cindy couldn't help but admire her friend's natural beauty. Al
most five and a half feet tall, with flaming red hair and green eyes,
full, luscious breasts and hips, long, tapering legs and arms, Marla
was going to be a gorgeous, statuesque woman when she finished growing.
Cindy handed the bikini to her friend and turned to pick up her
panties.
"Wait," Marla said. "Don't get dressed yet. I want to see some-
thing."
"What?" Cindy asked, turning to face her.
"Look," Marla said, stepping up close to her. "See how much hard
er my nipples are than yours? I wonder why that is."
Cindy didn't say anything. She was surprised, stunned by what her
friend was saying.
"Have you ever wondered what it would be like to touch another
girl's breasts, Cindy?" Marla asked.
"No...I..." Cindy stammered.
"I have," Marla interrupted her.
Marla reached out and began tracing a circle around Cindy's left
breast with her fingernail. Very gently, barely touching her friend's
naked tit-flesh. Marla outlined Cindy's breast with her finger.
Cindy shuddered but didn't pull away. Marla was acting very
strangely, but she was also getting Cindy very excited.
Marla's fingernail continued circling Cindy's breast, but the cir
cles kept getting smaller, spiraling inward, approaching the sensitive
nipple in the center.
"Look, Cindy," Marla said. "Now your nipple is starting to get
hard, too."
It was true. Cindy's soft, pink aureole was starting to crinkle
and pucker. Soon her nipple stuck out hard and straight just like
Marla's.
"Marla, wait...What are you doing?" Cindy stammered.
"Isn't what I'm doing obvious, Cindy?" Marla asked. "Don't you
like it? Your nipples seem to like it." She had reached the center of
Cindy's breast and now she was tickling Cindy's nipple with her
fingertip. "Look, your other nipple likes it, and I haven't even got
ten to her yet."
Just as Marla said it was, Cindy's right nipple was hard and puck
ered as well, aching, waiting for the girl's gentle, insistent touch.
"Have you ever wondered what it would be like to kiss another
girl's tittie, Cindy" she asked.
"Marla...don't...I..." Cindy protested. She was frightened, con-
fused. She hadn't expected anything like this to happen. Marla dated
boys, she was one of the prettiest and most popular girls in school.
Cindy was completely unprepared for what was about to happen.
Marla leaned over and placed her lips on Cindy's rigid nipple.
She sucked the hard little tip and teased it with her teeth.
Cindy sucked in her breath. Marla's mouth felt almost as good as
Billy's on her tit. She sighed softly, enjoying the new experience.
She didn't want to encourage Marla but she didn't want to stop her
either. She didn't know what she wanted. She wanted Marla to go on
sucking on her tittie.
As if she could read her friend's mind, Marla sucked harder on
Cindy's breast. After she had stimulated the right one, she moved to
the left. At the same time she dropped her hand to Cindy's crotch.
She cupped her palm over Cindy's cunt. She could feel the heat coming
from Cindy's pussy. She released Cindy's nipple from her mouth and
smiled down at her friend.
"Marla, what are you doing?" Cindy gasped.
"Have you ever wondered what it would be like to kiss a girl, Cin-
dy?" Marla asked, ignoring Cindy's question.
"Marla...please..."
"Did you know your cunt is a hot as an oven, Cindy? Would you
like me to fix that for you?"
Cindy didn't know what to say or do. Her knees were weak, her
mouth was dry, her cunt was on fire.
"Come here, Cindy," Marla said. "Let me show you something.
You'll like it."
Marla led Cindy to her own bed and had her lie down on it. Then
she got on top of her. She held her weight on her knees and elbows,
holding her body just above Cindy's. Her large, full breasts hung down
from her chest, her nipples grazed Cindy's lightly. Cindy shivered and
squirmed at the erotic contact.
"Hold still, Cindy," Marla said, softly. "I'll bet we make a per
fect fit."
Gently, Marla lowered herself down onto the willing young girl.
She positioned her titties right over Cindy's so that their nipples
were pressed together. Then she lowered her hips. Marla's cunt came
in contact with Cindy's Their pubic hairs intertwined.
"We do fit, Cindy," Marla said. "Can you feel it?"
"Oh, yes, Marla." Cindy smiled shyly up at her friend. "You feel
really good on me."
"Have you ever thought about doing this before, Cindy?" Marla
whispered. "I've thought about it, a lot."
"But, Marla," Cindy said. "I thought you liked boys."
"I do like boys, Cindy. I like you, too. Don't you like me?"
In reply, Cindy took Marla's face in both her hands and kissed her
full on the mouth. She hadn't planned on it, but it was what she want
ed to do.
Marla moaned and opened her lips. She jabbed her tongue into Cin
dy's mouth and kissed her deeply. She ground her hips against Cindy's,
rubbing their pussies together.
Cindy was immediately on fire. Letting Marla make love to her
like this was, in some ways, even kinkier than making out with Billy.
She spread her legs and undulated her hips. She could feel Marla's
clit rubbing against her own.
Gasping for air, Cindy pulled her mouth away from Marla's.
"You were right, Marla," Cindy grinned. "We do fit perfectly.
Fuck me with your pussy, Marla. I like it. Fuck me good."
Marla needed no further encouragement. She ground her hips and
pressed her clit hard against her willing young partner. She rubbed
her lush breasts against Cindy's firm tit-mounds, their nipples poking
hard, almost painfully, into each other.
Cindy wrapped her arms around Marla. She opened her mouth and
drew Marla's back down to her. She kissed again, even more passionate
ly than before.
The two girls were lost in a frenzy of lesbian lust. Marla ground
her cunt against Cindy's and Cindy spread her legs to receive her.
Cindy clasped Marla to her breast, enjoying the soft, warm pressure of
Marla's breasts on hers. Perspiration dripped from Marla onto Cindy
and mingled with hers.
Cindy felt Marla's cunt juice dripping down onto her pussy. She
gasped and shuddered. She bucked her hips.
"I'm coming," she whispered. "Marla, you're...I've got to ...I'm
coming!"
"Wait!" Marla wailed. "Wait for me!"
"I can't! Oh, God, it's good! Marla...your cunt...your tits...my
pussy...my God!"
Cindy heaved and writhed on the bed. Waves of nearly unbearable
pleasure crashed over her. Marla had to hang on, she felt as she were
riding a bucking bronco.
Suddenly, Marla was with her. Marla's orgasm overtook her just as
Cindy was coming. Electric contractions shot through her body from her
cunt to her head, making her shake and quiver all over.
Marla's pussy-juice oozed from her cunt and dripped onto Cindy
where it mingled with hers and pooled on the bed between their legs.
The girls moaned and sighed in their mutual pleasure. They had been
able to give each other something very special.
Finally, when their pleasure was spent, Marla rolled off Cindy and
lay by her side. They gently stroked each other's body, enjoying the
new intimacy they had discovered.
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