"Hi, this is Amy," the girl's voice sounded familiarly in Sarah's cell-phone as she aimed her cab expertly through the evening rush hour traffic.
"I'll be at there at the usual time," Sarah replied.
"Okay, I'll be waiting." There was a pause and then the girl giggled. "I can't wait for your next story."
"I've got a really fantastic tale for you sweetheart."
"You have! Just give me a hint," Amy pleaded, "so I'll have something to think about it till you get here."
"Think 'really-beautiful-girl'; blonde, about five foot, smart and arty, a little older than you but she's just discovered girls. She's really sweet and she can't get enough of us."
"Okay, I'll be waiting." Amy said softly, clicking off her cell-phone and glancing out the window above her desk at the gathering dusk. The home-room was empty of bustle now, the other girls having left some time ago. She could have left with them and caught an earlier cab but there was no way she would miss a ride with Sarah.
Strolling to her locker, she stashed her books on the shelf and pulled her jacket off the hook. She threw a quick glance down the empty hall before she opened the folder with Sarah's picture in it and stared at the sight of the woman's naked body in that sexy pose. Immediately Amy felt a rush of excitement churning in her stomach.
The woman had the most gorgeous titties she had ever seen and she had looked at a lot of them. But it wasn't just that, it was something else about Sarah that was so exciting, so compelling that she wanted to reach out and put her hands in that dark cascade of hair that Sarah always offered to her when she got into the cab. It was the way she pulled her cap off and let her locks spill down her shoulders when she began to tell a tale. And now tonight she would have a new story.
Amy could feel her heart beating and her palms go moist with anticipation as she slipped the picture back into her locker and turned the key. If any of the other girls saw that photo they would guess at what was going through her mind. Truthfully she wished a couple of them did know, like Joyce and Polly.
Maybe if things went right she would come out to them. Everyone knew that Joyce and Polly were an item and they didn't seem to care. Maybe someday all those dreams and fantasies she kept having would become a reality but she had decided she wouldn't make a move with her girlfriends until she knew for sure what it was that they wanted.
Amy glanced into the mirror and fluffed her hair her thoughts turning to the hint Sarah had given her of tonight's tale about the beautiful blonde girl. She had fibbed to Sarah when she had told her at first that she was just fifteen because she knew she could get away with it with her looks and all, but then she had to admit that she was actually eighteen and ready to graduate and she had never been kissed, at least not the way she wanted to be kissed. It was so frustrating to be that old and to have missed so much.
There were the boys of course, and they were okay as far as it had gotten with them, which wasn't that far, not yet anyhow. She wondered if maybe all that kissing and light petting she had done with them was just a cover-up for what she really wanted to do, and the more she had been talking with Sarah about it the more excited she had become about the prospect of exploring this constant urge to do 'it' with a girl. Excitement, trepidation, anticipation, and shyness filled her as Sarah's cab hove in view and she ran down the steps to greet her.
"Hi Sarah," Amy exclaimed tossing her books into the cab and sliding onto the seat beside Sarah.
"Hi sweetheart," Sarah replied glancing over at the girl and catching her expression of anticipation.
"So tell me about this arty blonde," Amy murmured as they pulled out into the traffic.
"Well I just met her two nights ago. She's an artist and I first saw her in life class. She's so pretty she could model herself if she wanted to. So could you Amy."
"Do you think so?" Amy laughed shyly.
"You're gorgeous, girl."
Amy giggled, "What's it like to be up there in front of all those strangers with no clothes on? Aren't you embarrassed?"
"I love it," Sarah giggled in return. "The guys all pretend they're serious artists, and I guess they are, but that doesn't keep them from getting a hard-on when I pose for them. Actually it's sort of boring after while so I try to make it interesting for everyone."
"Even for the girls in the class?" Amy giggled again.
"That's the biggest challenge of all, sweetheart. Mostly they just ignore my little hints; they think I'm posing just for the men. But there's this one girl, her name is Cassie; she's the beautiful little blonde I teased you with. She's really good at drawing and I could tell she liked me too. So I kind of turned on to her."
"What did you do?"
"I did a reclining pose and I just opened my legs when I was facing her so she could look right up between my thighs. No one else could see what she was seeing and she couldn't stop looking at me. I mean she was really staring at my pussy while she was drawing, and she kept licking her lips. I mean she wasn't even aware of it, I never saw her do that before, but her little pink tongue kept sliding over her lips, and her mouth went all soft and poutie, and her face got all flushed and moist, and she kept glancing up into my eyes.
I could tell she was really excited, and then I got so turned on myself that my pussy began to ache. I knew my clit was hard without even touching it. I knew her clit was hard too, I could tell by the way she was squirming around in her chair. Her legs, she's got beautiful legs by the way, began to sway and tighten up every now and then. We both got so turned on that I began to drip, I mean my pussy was all wet, I could feel my juices running on my pussy lips."
"Jeez..." Amy murmured. "Didn't you want to touch yourself?"
"My clit was aching for my finger but I didn't dare. It was awful!, Awful good too..." Sarah laughed. "I just wanted to see her twat too, to see if it was wet like mine. I get all wet just thinking about it."
"Are you wet right now?" Amy murmured.
"Soaking," Sarah laughed.
"Me too," Amy groaned.
"All right, let me see, sweetheart," Sarah urged glancing over at the girl. Would the little sweetie comply at last and give in to the seduction she had been waging upon her over the last months of her tales teasing the girl into touching her twat to orgasm in the back seat.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Just put your feet up on the seat."
"Like this?" Amy obliged.
"Yes dear, just like that. You've got beautiful legs Honey. Now pull your panties off your puss."
With a gasp and a groan Amy tugged the tiny garment off her slim hips and down her legs until it hung from one ankle. Settling back against the door she spread her legs, lifted her skirt to her knees and the revelation of her shaved sex was everything Sarah craved.
"Oh yes. You're yummy, Amy. Do you know what I would like to do?"
"Yes!" Amy sighed with a quick giggle. "You want to kiss my puss."
"If I could find a place to park this heap I'd do more than just kiss your cunt, Honey."
"What else would you do?" Amy murmured as she went to work stimulating her clitoris with one hand while stroking her labia with the other.
"Just picture this Amy. I'm stripped out of my suit and stretched out naked on Cassie's couch making love with her like mad. We've got our faces buried in each other's cunts. She's gorgeous and she's licking my clit like it was the best thing she'd ever had in her mouth, and she's got the most educated tongue I've ever had in my pussy.
"I'm lying on top of her spreading her pussy lips with my fingers while her tongue is licking up between my butt cheeks and when I look up you are kneeling down between her legs right in front of me and you are stripped naked.
You've got your juicy nipples squeezed in your fingers stretching them to my lips. You slip your hand behind my head and pull my mouth onto your tit and I suck your nipple. My hand leaves Cassie's cunt and slips between your thighs to find your twat. You open your legs, I stick my finger up your vagina and fuck it fantastically while I treat your nipples with my mouth."
"Oh God!" the groan rose from Amy, her one hand tugging her tit, the other hand buried in her hot little twat, two fingers fucking her cunt like magic.
"My other hand leaves Cassie's cunt and slips behind your head. I pull your face up to mine and we kiss just the way we've both been dreaming about. I pull your tongue in my mouth and suck it just the way you know I'm going to suck your clit. My fingers are all wet with Cassie's cunt juices and when I slip my tongue out of your mouth I shove my fingers in and lather your tongue with her wetness."
A long soft moan caressed Sarah's ears punctuated with the quick little slaps of Amy's swollen pussy lips on her fingers.
"I slip my arm around your bare butt and hug your cunt up to my mouth and my tongue tickles your twat till you spread your pussy lips for me so I can tongue fuck your cunt."
An excited groan of yearning reverberated in the cab from Amy's gaping mouth, her eyes wide with need, her fingers mad with massage.
"I lick your pussy, suck your clit, and kiss your twat until your cum squirts on my tongue and I can feel your orgasm in my mouth, and then I push your head down onto Cassie's cunt so you can both come together."
The long cry of Amy's climax concluded the fantasy and when Sarah turned her face to the little beauty the girl was limp with surrender.
"Listen, Honey," Sarah sighed. "I'm, gonna wreck this heap if we keep on like this. I've got to find a safe place to park if you really want me to go down on you. Do you want me to make love to your cunt sweetheart?"
"Where can we go?" Amy gasped.
"Cassie lives right over there in that apartment building. We can use her place."
"Won't she mind?"
