Bare Pet: The story of a lesbian girl

V.

My relationship with Christine is a strange one. I can't contact her because I even don't know her family name, I have no idea where the house is where I was with her. I know almost nothing about her. She is definetly rich, she does some kind of medical research, and I think she lives alone. Although everything that I know about her is based on impressions and half sentences, maybe I'm completely wrong, but I don't care. She likes to be mysterious and maybe she has a reason for it. The only appalling thing with this is that I can't call her when I want to have her, and I want her very badly most of the time.
When she drove me home the last time she woke me up when we were in front of my aunt's house. I was very sleepy and tired. She smiled and kissed me gently on my lips.
"I will call you!"
"But when?" I asked her.
"Soon..." she caressed my hair and face while her eyes scanned my reactions "I really like you but you have to understand my motives."
"Please kidnap me as soon as you can!" I begged her.
She put her index finger to my mouth and kissed me on the forehead. She leaned over me and opened the door, I jumped out while our hands still held each other's. I watched her car until it disappeared between the houses.
I went upstairs and opened the little box with the rings, I dropped my clothes and I held the rings to my pussy lips and checked it in the mirror. I thought that it would be really sexy and I felt my juices start to moisten my vagina. I put the rings down and started to masturbate in front of the mirror. I grabbed my lips and tugged them a few times, then when I was completely wet I tucked them into my slit. It was an extraordinary sensation having my vagina filled up with my lips. I started to finger myself with two fingers, my lips slid out perpetually but I tucked them in again and again. Then I got into the bathtub, turned on the shower, lay on my back and fixed the shower head as close as it was possible to my pussy, . I adjusted the shower head to a concentrated stream, opened the tap to its maximum pressure and set it to the hottest adjustment. I grabbed my lips, opened them up, stretched my snatch really wide and I let out a loud moan as the tiny prickly jets of water hit my most sensitive area. The water was so hot that my hands barely tolerated it, but my pussy didn't recognize the heat of the stream, it just overran my brain with pleasure. The pleasure was getting stronger and stronger while at the end I hardly got enough air as my body shook in ecstasy for a couple of minutes. It took me a few minutes before I got back to reality. I set the water to a normal warmth, and started to fill up the bath.
Samantha was worrying about me, because yesterday I should have been at the gym at 5, and called me. I had been with Christine then. I didn't tell her anything about Christine and she thought that something was wrong with me, so she came over. I was still under the impact of my recent masturbation and orgasm, so my voice fluttered and my hands shook a bit too. She thought that I was nervous but how could I tell her the truth. She asked me what was wrong but there wasn't anything wrong.
"Poor girl you are shaking! Please tell me, maybe I can help!"
"I'm all right Sam! I felt bad yesterday, thats why I didn't go to the gym, sorry that I didn't call you!"
"I came here yesterday..." said Samantha suddenly "I met with your aunt and she let me in but you weren't here!"
"I went to see a doctor. She gave me vitamins, I am short in some, that's all."
"I'm glad to hear that!" she hugged me suddenly and held me tight. Her hair smelled wonderful and a tremble run through my body as I felt her warmth "I love you so much my Petra!" I raised my eyebrows when she said that as she let me free. She got embarassed seeing my reaction and started to explain. She stammered and I didn't understand the reason for it. "You... you are like a family member to me! Like... like... a little sister! You know... I don't have friends... not since I moved here... and... You are my best friend... A real close friend! I'm really fond of... of you. You are... special to me! You helped me a lot with my self-esteem." I noticed a teardrop in the corner of her eyes "I got scared that maybe I could lose you!"
"Sam! I really didn't want to scare you. You know what? Let's go to a movie!" Her muddled words echoed in my head, what did she want to say, there was more in her words but I wasn't sure. 
"Good idea, get something on and let's go!" I opened my robe and hung it on the door, I wasn't shy and especially not front of her "Hey, you! We agreed to wax again! Why did you shave?"
"I told you that I went to see the doctor" I lied to her.
"Ahh it was your gynecologist! Did he or she make any comment for being shaved?"
"No it wasn't. It was the local doctor. You know what it looked like, when the stubble prickled through the fabric of my panties and I thought that maybe I would have to take off my jeans..." One lie brought the other, I shouldn't have lied to her.
"Your lips are... They look very red and... they look even bigger!" she stared at me and scanned my pubes from the place where she sat "Why are they so enlarged? They look swollen and..."
"Will you stop analyzing my pussy? Maybe they are bigger and redder because of the hot bath!" She was right. My lips were much bigger then usual, because of the recent activity with Christine and the last with myself.
"Mine never gets that big from a bath..." muttered Sam on a cagey tone.
We went to see a movie that evening and after the film she suggested going to a bar. I got tipsy from the cocktails, and since she drank too, she didn't want to drive me home, so I stayed for that night in her flat. She had a king size bed and we tossed down on it laughing at our last joke. Later she tried to persuade me to strip down for bed but I didn't want to get up.
"I can't get up now" I told her "pull off my jeans or just let me sleep. My head is spinning!"
"You can't sleep like that! At least not in my bed... C'mon Petra!" she pulled down my jeans wich were real tight and pulled off my panties too. We giggled and after a few failed attempts to get me up she unbuttoned my blouse and took it off. She removed my bra and socks, finally she took out the hairgrip. To my complete disappointment she left me laying there naked. I heard the noises from the bathroom and I was on the verge of getting up, but before I moved she came back and tried to raise me to prepare the bed. She started to pull on my arms then let me fall back because we laughed continously. When she got some air between two guffaws she pulled me down half way then she suddenly gripped my loose lips and started to pull me by them! I got very excited in a fragment of a second feeling them stretched out and got surpised as well but then she roared out with laughter, and I realized with dissapointment that she meant the pulling only as a kind of banter. Finally she pushed me down to the floor. I got up and I shoved her to the bed and we laughed again as we rolled down to the floor together. She was naked as well. Feeling her warmth gave me an enormous turn on, my juices broke down the dam of my closed slit and started to drip down on my tights. Somehow we got on the bed and lay next to each other. I felt her breath on my shoulder and her body next to mine. I expected to see some curiousity from her but she didn't do a thing, she only put an arm around me and fell asleep. I realized bitterly that I had missunderstood her muddled speech, I thought that she loved me as a lesbian but I was probably wrong.
On the next day we missed swimming since we did not get up in time, but we agreed to meet in the afternoon. I couldn't focus in school. I fantasized about what I would do on the next night to try her. I was so obsessed that my drenched pussy soaked my panty. To avoid embarassement I changed my panties. I always had a spare in my bag because of my abundant pussy juices. I also put a pad into my panties to keep my jeans dry. I was always afraid that the classmate who was sitting next to me would smell my excitement. That would be very embarassing not to mention the gossip. Well actually I don't have a strong fragnance at all, but when I'm soaked completely I think it is noticable. After school I pedaled home and I took a shower because it was a very hot day and I wanted to get off so badly. I used the shower again to get to the top. I just couldn't stop playing not even two orgasms later. I tugged and wrung my lips like crazy while the water tickled my sensitive flesh, I don't know how long I would have carried on if Sam hadn't arrived.
"Peeetraaa!" she hailed from downstairs. My aunt usually hadn't closed the door so Samantha could come in freely. "Wheeeeere are youuu?"
"In the bathroom." I replied as I heard her entering my room. I had almost finished toweling myself when she entered the bathroom. She was very pretty in a yellow dotted white dress. It was a bit seethrough making it obvious that she didn't wear a bra, not like she needed it anyway. "Where do you want to go?"
"I thought we should go to the lake! It is very hot today."
"It is." I hung up the towel on the rail, and Sam made big eyes.
"Gee Pet! Your's are getting bigger and why are they that floppy!?" she commented on my red hanging meat curtains.
"The pot calling the kettle black! Yours are not any smaller!"
"Yes maybe... But they surely looked different in the morning..."
"I told you that they got red and swollen from hot water. Since when do you examine my pussy in such close detail?"
"I don't examine it!" she bursted out "It is so obvious that anybody would notice it even without looking at it!"
"Don't be angry! I don't mind if you are watching... I mean..."
"Yes?"
"You know what I mean. We are kind of similar." My face blushed because of my thoughts. Samantha's honest blue eyes scanned my face with curiosity. Then a smile showed at the corners of her full pink mouth. She opened it and licked her lips with her soft tongue to moisten them before speaking, but she just gulped down the sentence before it formed. We got to the room and I took out the famous seethrough bikini from the drawer. I showed it to Samantha. "Have you got yours with you?" She had made a similar bikini for herself since I refused to wear mine alone. Until now we didn't have the guts to wear them publicly, we just tried it on a few times and made jokes what kind of a scandal it would be when we went to the swimmingpool.
"No. Of course not!" replied Samantha "Are you serious?"
"I will do it if you do it too!"
"But I can't. I should wax first!"
"OK. Let's go to your place for waxing and to get your bikini!"
"No. We would never get to the lake in time. We can do that tomorrow..."
"What will you give if I wear it anyway?" I teased her. She raised her eyebrows. I loved when she did this, she got some sexy little wrinkles on her forehead.
"I will make the dress that you want!"
"Great!" I applied sunscreen lotion and finished dressing. With her help I braided my hair. I got an idea and I looked into her eyes when we got down to her car. "I would like you to do something kinky as well!"
"Like what?"
"Like not wearing any underwear! Let's say for... a month!"
"Are you kidding? I can't do that!"
"Why not?"
"What if someone notice it?" Samantha asked "I work in a short robe, and here it is summer! All of my dresses are short..."
"It will be fun!"
"Maybe for you, but not for me!"
While we drove on the highway I saw on her face that I had placed bug in her ear with the idea. When we got there we quickly find a parking place and started to change next to the car. There were only a few people around but none of them were too close.
"Deal?" I lifted my bikini into the air in front of Sam before I started to change. Samantha blinked for a moment and knitted her eyebrows. She creamed herself with a large amount sunscreen, because she had a very pale skin colour. 
"Deal." Then she covered her face with her hand "I can't believe what kinds of things you are getting me to do!" She murmed with disbelief. I didn't say a word, just put on the bikini. Samantha smiled when she saw me. We both know what I looked like in the seethrough thing but wearing it publicly was a different sensation. We got our bags, towels and walked down to the lakeside. I watched people's faces. There were some who stared with obvious curiousity but most of them tried to look without showing any interest. There were two guys who even whistled. After we found a place we went for a swim. The 30 metres that I had to walk back in a wet bikini seemed a mile at least. The textile stuck to my bare pussy like a second skin exhibiting my monstrous fleshy labia to the world. A middle aged housewife with kids even cursed and turned her kids to keep them from looking at me. I wanted to lie down on my stomach but Samantha told me that she wanted to have her show so I had to lie on my back. She even asked me to spread my legs at least a bit when I kept them closed. There were three boys about 14-15 years of age who walked a couple of times up and down close to us. They stared with wide open eyes. There was a man who almost dropped his beer when he glanced at me walking by. I got returning visitors from all around the curious folks of the lakeside, especially when I came out of the water. Samantha whispered about hardons and bulging pants. I slowly started to enjoy myself. I didn't just lie there with blushing cheeks and tightly closed eyes but raised my head and looked at what was going on around me and even ogled with the curious men. At last I even got the courage to go to buy pancakes right after I came out of the water. I got another curse from an old woman whose husband almost died on the spot when he saw me. We had a very good time on the shore and after this occasion we regulary went to places to live out our exhibitionism. Actually it was only me who was an exhibitionist Sam was embarassed most of the time, but she designed that bikini not me.
When we came back from the lake I went with Sam to her flat to help with the waxing. This time she had to do it without anasthetic cream. I got so wet just from manipulating her pussy that I virtually soaked in my own juices. When she was ready I creamed her irritated bald skin with the cream that she put out with the other stuff before we started. I rubbed it all over and I completely forgot for a few minutes that this wasn't my fantasy. When I realized what I was doing my cheeks got hot and I couldn't stand her enquirering look. We couldn't say anything and I noticed her embarassement as well.
"I'll give you a ride home!" she said when she put her clothes back on.
"Yes. Thank you!" we stared at each other silently. My lips parted automatically and I started to lean closer to her. Then suddenly I blushed again from the thought that I almost tried to kiss her. I became aware of the fact that she was just starting to pull on her underwear. "Hey! Be a good girl and remember what you promised! No panties!"
"Well... Yess! No panties" our eyes met for a long moment and then we smiled at each other. "I still don't understand why am I doing this!"
I felt my wetness even on the car's seat when I got out. Right after I entered into my room I dropped my clothes and started to masturbate like crazy. I lay back on my bed, grabbed one of my slippery lips and stretched it while I squeezed my hard clit between my thumb and index finger. I came at once but the pleasure didn't ease the fire within my box. I massaged my throbbing bud and with my other hand I stretched, pulled and tugged my lips with all the force of my obsessed body. My next climax was more intense but I wanted something special. I slid 2 fingers into my moist slit and I rubbed my g-spot. I didn't notice when I slid my third and forth finger in I just suddenly realized that they were in. Then I remembered when Christine put her whole hand in my pussy. I realized that I hadn't tried that before now. I moved my thumb under my palm and I thrust my fist into my vagina. The mixture of pain and pleasure was excellent. I started to fuck myself with my own fist and when I came a huge amount of liquid poured onto my hand. This time I felt great as the pressure eased somewhat, but I knew that it wouldn't last to long. I curled up with my fist still in me and fell asleep dreaming about being with Samantha and Christine.
