Even though I based some of the characters off people I really know in real life, this story is totally fictional. In no way does it resemble truth. This is also my first attempt at writing something like this, so feedback is appreciated. Please enjoy.
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Aimee always got really horny after her band performed their marching show. She couldn't quite put her finger on exactly what turned her on so much (it could have been knowing all those people were watching her, it could have been the dress she was in since she was a drum major, or just the fact that she got really into the conducting), but her pussy always needed to be played with afterwards. Sometimes, at football games, since she wasn't needed for 30 minutes to an hour, she would just grab a good-looking guy from the band, and just let him fuck her, but at contests she would just run to the nearest bathroom and masturbate since she was normally needed after about 10 minutes.
This contest was different. Her band was hosting the contest, which meant that her band would be performing last. This also meant that after the band was done, being a drum major at the host school, she would be needed for at least an hour so she could hand out the score sheets, judge recordings, and tapes to the different bands, among other things.
After her band performed, Aimee immediately felt that familiar feeling in her pussy, but she denied herself the pleasure of release, because she was needed right away for the awards ceremony, to present the awards to the winners. After the awards ceremony was over, which seemed to take an eternity to Aimee, she hurried over to the school, and started getting all the papers and tapes ready for the other bands. As she was just finishing up, about 15 minutes later, the other drum major, a sophmore guy named Jake, walked in with the one person who volunteered to do this job, a girl named Liz. Aimee was friends with both Jake and Liz, but she really only knew them through the band. Although, Aimee was getting to know Liz better this year since they were both seniors, and both being 18. Aimee, still in her dress, noticed that both Liz and Jake had somehow been able to change to their street cloths. "So that's why I had to set up by myself," she thought. After some quick complimentary greetings, the three teens got to work as the first director walked in. Aimee, Jake, and Liz worked for about 45 minutes, when the final director came and took his band's stuff. Aimee was relieved, and asked Liz and Jake if they could close up so she too could go change.
After they said they would, Aimee ran to the band room, which was deserted by now except for her band's director and his assistants, to get her shirt, jeans, street shoes, and well-hidden bra (she never wore a bra under her dress, since the dress was pretty tight around her breasts, something she always complained about, but never seemed to get fixed, and she hid her bra so none of the drum line guys, who loved to play tricks on her, would steal it again), and then ran to the bathroom to change. As she walked in, she was overwhelmed by how horny she had gotten. She unzipped the back of the dress and let it fall down off her body leaving her only in a pair of black marching shoes, which she quickly took off, and a pair of white cotton panties, which were now soaked. Before she did anything Aimee looked at herself in the mirror, and studied her body.
She was 5'2" with a very athletic, but slender 18 year old body that was really tan, with very firm breasts, that were somewhere in between a B cup and a C cup and had quarter sized nipples, and a tight butt that all the boys in the band seemed to like. She also had curly shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes, and a really cute face.
After she looked at the mirror for a minute, she slid her right hand under her panties and started to slowly rub her pussy, while her left hand went to her breasts. She started by slowly rubbing her pussy lips. She then found her clit and started to play with it with her index finger and thumb. After she did that for a short time, she stuck two fingers into her pussy and started to fuck herself.
Aimee was so caught up in what she was doing, that she didn't hear the door to the bathroom open, but she was instantly aware of someone else in the room. In shock, she pulled her hand out of her panties, and tried to cover up, as she turned around and was met by a shocked Liz.
"Oh, uh, sorry", was all Liz could say as she started to leave.
"Liz, wait," Aimee was able to blurt out before Liz could open the door. Liz stopped just as her hand touched the door.
Aimee then said in a really shaky voice, "I want to make sure that you won't tell anyone what I was doing in here. If anyone else in the band were to find out, I don't think I would be able to live it down." Liz, who was obviously still kind of in a state of shock just stared at the scene in front of her, and was still unable, to speak. "Come on Liz, you won't tell anyone will you?" Aimee asked in desperation.
Liz, who finally came out of her trance, said "Don't worry I won't tell anyone," but then added with a grin, "if you do something for me."
Aimee was both relieved, and kind of terrified. "What kind of thing?," was all she was able to say.
Liz answered by walking toward Aimee, and gently kissed her lips. Aimee pulled away in shock, never having kissed another girl before. "What are you doing?" Aimee said as she pushed Liz away.
Liz then started walking toward the door, and said, "I think Jake is still here, I'm going to go get him."
Aimee, who was in total fear by now, then said, "Liz, wait... I'll... I'll do anything."
Liz then turned around, and walked back over to Aimee. "Calm down Aimee, I'm not going to hurt you, I just want to have a little fun," Liz said as she brushed some of Aimee's hair behind her ear.
"It's just that..." Aimee started to say before she was cut off.
"You've never been with another girl, right?" Liz asked.
"Yeah, and I'm not sure what to do," Aimee said in a shaky voice, that seemed, to Liz, to have some arousal in it.
"Neither did I until the end of last school year, when Elise started to tutor me for the final concert," Liz said. "At first I was just like you, but I love it now, I think it's even better then what I've gotten from all my boyfriends. But since Elise went off to college in August, I haven't sex with a girl for a while."
Aimee just stared at her friend, until Liz leaned in to kiss her again. This time Aimee accepted the kiss, and returned it.
The kiss seemed to last forever, but it was broken up by Liz who said, "you know, I seem a little over dressed, let me take off these cloths".
