Rebound by pointless(killallhippes@gmail.com)(FF)


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.

 

