“This girl?”
“We started about the same time, playing together, going though the basic exercises, sparing together, she’s just fun to be with. We were on the mat and something happened between us. I had no idea what but I knew I was going to kiss her before I remembered where we were. That really surprised me, so I left the mat and went to the locker room. I didn’t know she followed me, when I got inside I looked to see if anyone was there when I heard the door open. I just wanted to sit down and have a good cry and someone had spoiled that. I don’t know what came over me, I was so confused by what I had just felt. I heard this person come up behind me, call my name. It was her voice, I turned, she took hold of my jacket, pulled me to her and kissed me. I knew then that this was what I wanted, to be held by a girl, kissed by her.”
“And you were.”
“Yes, and Dad, I can’t change it, any of it. I don’t want to.”
“I know babe. I know. Mom’s gonna be a bit awkward, but I’ll work on her, talk her ’round. It’ll be alright.” Alan paused, hoping he was right, “I’m glad you told us, you’ve been hanging onto that for a while now. Couple of months, at least.”
“Yeah. Am I that easy to read?”
“You are to me. Mom only picked up on it a couple of weeks ago. But that’s how its always been, you hide things very well from Mom, but for some reason-,” he paused, “Mom is always better with your sister, but not you.”
“She’s always had a larger emotional investment in June than she ever has me. My own fault really, I never let her get that close. I know it’s not that she doesn’t love me, just I’ve really never let her in, whereas, you, you’re a different story.”
“Okay, I understand, so this thing with the girl has been going on for longer than two months then?”
“Yes,” Andrea said as she thought of Jeri coming into the locker room. Jeri came up behind her and asked Andrea if she was okay. Andrea nodded as Jeri came into her mind’s eye view.
“Look, Mom will come around. I better go and see what she’s doing.” Alan left and Andrea was alone with her thoughts.
Her memory switched on, she could hear the noise of her academy, the grunts and sounds of bodies sparring, smacks and slaps of kicks and punches, the smells of harsh exercise. She loved the smell of her Taekwondo uniform, her dobok, the reminders of the first time with Jeri. Sparring with her on the mat, Andrea used a take down technique to get an advantage, but it left them very close and Andrea was hit with a wave of something. She felt the heat of her body rise and she started to lower her lips onto Jeri’s mouth. A sound of someone smacking the mat brought her back to herself.
Startled by her feelings, Andrea jumped up and ran from the mat. Almost forgetting to bow as she left the room, the dojang. She almost ran to the locker room, where she sat down in front of her locker. She heard a sound behind her but didn’t move.
“You okay?” She heard Jeri ask. Not trusting her voice, Andrea nodded.
“For a moment there, I thought you were getting a bit close,” Jeri said as she came around in from of Andrea. Andrea just looked at her, a fear building inside her, an emotion she wasn’t used to feeling. “So close, in fact, I thought you might be trying to kiss me.”
“Jeri-,” Andrea said, her voice trembling, “I- I-”
“Pity you didn’t, I’ve been wanting to kiss you for ages.” Jeri reached over, taking the lapels of Andrea’s dobok pulled her close. Andrea felt soft warm lips on hers, touching her, a tongue softly connecting with her lips. The heat in Andrea’s loins grew, she could feel her pussy swelling, dripping juice at the simple touch of Jeri’s lips. Andrea opened her own mouth and allowed the invader between her lips. Using her own tongue Andrea caressed the intruder, while wrapping her arms around Jeri.
Andrea felt Jeri’s breasts on her own, pressing together as their embrace got firmer. They kissed again and again, Andrea felt the rise of her lust, she was going to give herself to this girl, the same age as her. Jeri knew it too. So intent on this feeling, they almost missed the swing of the door opening, someone was coming through. They sprang apart, Andrea quickly bent over and played with a shoe.
Jeri asked, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, been a funny off kind of day, just not up to it tonight.”
“If you’re not well, don’t stay.”
“My dad’s supposed to be coming to pick me up on his way home from a work thing.” He did that often, everyone knew.
“I can take you home, I got Mom’s car.”
They heard a toilet door closing, a lock, ridiculously loud as it clinked shut, the soft tinkle of peeing.
“Would you?” Andrea asked, “Don’t want to interrupt your night. Not out of your way?”
“Yeah, it’s all good. Besides, the only other partner I have tonight is Mark and I really don’t want to embarrass him.” A snigger of laughter came from the stall as the button was pushed. The sound of flushing water almost covered the unlocking of the door.
A girl appeared through the door smiling, “Yeah, she said, “Waste of time sparring with Mark. No idea, no co-ordination, easy meat.”
Jeri smiled, “Yup.”
“Okay, Jeri,” Andrea said as the girl washed her hands, “I’ll send Dad a message, let him know and we can go.”
The other girl left with a ‘have a good night’. Andrea and Jeri quickly changed out of their dobok and left the Academy after giving their apologies to both their sabom and bossabom.
In the car, Jeri said, “Can we make a stop on the way?”
“Oh? Where?”
“My place. My parents are out for the night and brother is away for the weekend.”
Andrea sat quietly, thinking about the implications of what Jeri just said. “No-one’s home at your place.”
“Yes.”
“And we’re going there.”
“Yes.”
“After you kissed me.”
“Yes, and by the way, you kissed me back.”
Andrea thought about that. “Yes, I did,” she admitted quietly.
“When we get there, I want to show you something; something you might find interesting.”
“Oh?”
“It might involve some more kissing. You think you could do that?”
Andrea sat quietly as the pit of her stomach grew butterflies and her nipples hardened. “Yes,” she almost whispered.
Jeri reached over and took Andrea’s hand and said, “I think you’ll love it.”
Within minutes, Jeri pulled into a driveway and stopped the car. “We’re here.”
Andrea sat as Jeri got out of the car. She wanted to move but seemed frozen, her nervousness grew, uncertainty took over. Jeri came around the front of the car and saw that Andrea wasn’t moving. Jeri moved to the door and opened it, “You okay?”
Andrea nodded but was unable to move. Jeri reached in and took Andrea’s hand again and gently urged her out of the car. “I’ve- I’ve-”
“It’s okay. You’ve never kissed a girl before and now you’re scared of what it might mean?” Andrea looked at Jeri and nodded. “Well, I have and the way you kissed me tells me that you want to kiss me again.” Again, Andrea nodded. “Well, I want to kiss you too,” she paused, “And more.” Andrea gasped at the imagery that leapt into her mind, a naked Jeri, kissing and touching each other. “I promise, it’ll be good,” Jeri said, gently as if sensing that Andrea might just run.
Andrea had no intention of going anywhere, she wanted to be here, with Jeri, but the strength of her emotions just took over. She allowed herself to be guided out of the car, into the house. Jeri took her upstairs, “This is my room,” she said, pulling Andrea through the door, and onto the bed.
Jeri lay alongside Andrea and kissed her, softly, sensuously, on the lips. Andrea kissed her back, again, but with a higher degree of urgency. “Mmmmm,” said Jeri, “I think you might like this.” Jeri took the lead and ran her hand down Andrea’s neck and onto her breast. Andrea could feel her nipples reacting to the touch of Jeri’s fingers, even through the layers of clothing. She felt Jeri’s fingers undoing the buttons on her blouse, running over the skin exposed. Andrea felt the soft lips on her mouth, her neck, across her upper chest. Andrea was glad she wore her running sports bra, the one with the zipper in front as Jeri eased the zip down, then opened the bra, exposing Andrea’s breasts.
Jeri took a nipple into her mouth and caressed the other one, making both of them stand hard, proud of the flesh of her breasts. A hand slid down across Andrea’s belly and the belt of her jeans was opened. The button and zip holding them together were parted and the hand slid down under Andrea’s panties. Jeri was invading her body at both ends. Kissing Andrea, Jeri pushed her tongue deep into Andrea’s mouth and an electric zap ran up and down Andrea’s body as Jeri’s fingers flitted over a swollen clit and into Andrea’s vaginal canal. Andrea was overcome with sensation, still frozen by the emotions and thrill of being used like she should be by another woman. Still being dressed didn’t make any difference to Andrea, the fingers caressing her vulva and palm pressing her clit produced a feeling in Andrea she had never felt before, not even when she masturbated.
Sensations came at her, wave after wave of them until she shook in convulsion. The muscles of her stomach jumped and seized, with a snap of the rest of her body, a grueling sensation of pure pleasure sweeping over her. This was much stronger than the orgasms she gave herself using her own fingers, much stronger. Andrea could not even imagine what it would be like to be under a mouth and have a tongue do the same to her.
Her breath slowly returned to her, her cum had passed and she wanted it again. She understood now why she was left cold at the touch of a male, she was gay. Probably.
report “That was just-” she started. Andrea pushed her sweet assailant off herself and rolled on top of her. She lowered her head and kissed Jeri, hard, fully, without restraint. “I’ve never been with a woman before, help me.”
“Kiss me again,” Jeri replied, and Andrea did. “Now, touch my face, gently, my neck, and then my breast.” Andrea followed those instructions not mechanically, but softly, making her movements slow, trying her best to be touching Jeri in the most sensual way she knew. “Undress me.” Jeri said, softly.
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