Wendy woke up the next morning. Her blonde hair was in disarray. While going through her usual morning routine, she tried recalling the details of last night's dream but had difficulty doing so. All she could remember were vague images of herself and Sarah holding hands and dancing together in some strange place. Unexpectedly, her attempts at recalling the dream during her morning shower made her horny, and Wendy had to relieve her sudden horniness by plunging her fingers into her smoothly shaven cunt. The raining droplets of water from the shower head tickled her hardened nipples. Wendy couldn't resist reaching a hand to her breast to relieve the pressure. When she tried to summon heterosexual thoughts, Sapphic imagery somehow got mixed it, but she didn't really care. She was too horny to resist the stream of images involving herself and Sarah in various sexual situations. Pretty soon she grunted, signaling the onset of her orgasm.
As scheduled by Sarah, Wendy went to the corner of the street that was one block down from her house to meet up with her. The foxy girl was relaxing on the side of her vehicle while waiting for Wendy, and smiled as she got close. Looking at Sarah this morning made Wendy's heart stir a bit. Wendy unconsciously eye Sarah up, whose body looked very sexy in the shiny silver keyhole camisole with spaghetti straps and white low-rise flare-legged jeans. A sexy fish tail style hair braid complemented Sarah's look.
Knowing the routine, Wendy said, "I love you, Sarah," and kissed her on the lips after doing an embrace. Sarah ran her fingers through the blonde strands of Wendy's hair as she pushed her C-cup breasts onto Wendy's similarly-sized ones.
They got into the car and drove off to the usual spot next to a large park. Breaking off from the usual routine of making out in the car, Sarah took Wendy to the park and sat together on a bench near a large pond. At that moment the area was completely devoid of people, save for a few joggers in the distance across the pond. A feeling of serenity surrounded the whole place. Morning doves cooed their brief but elegant melodies. Leaves of trees rustled in the gentle wind. The sun had barely risen above the horizon, but the girls could already feel the warm caress of the sun's rays.
"It's a fine morning, isn't it?" asked Sarah.
"Yes, it's a lovely morning."
Sarah tilted Wendy's chin upwards and looked longingly at her heart-shaped face, admiring her beauty, before caressing her cheek and tucking some blonde locks away from Wendy's face behind her ear.
"The sex show at Rebecca's beach house is coming up soon. We have to hurry up on your training. You've been practicing, have you?"
"Yes, I have," reply Wendy as she recalled the grueling masturbation sessions she had last night.
"Good, we'll advance further this afternoon. Now, let's continue practicing on what you've learned so far. Practice makes perfect."
Sarah caressed Wendy's cheek for a few more moments before she kissed her, who responded in kind by kissing back and then sucking on Sarah's lower lip. Wendy's tongue then came out from its hiding place and rubbed horizontally between the full width of Sarah's glossy pink lips before plunging into the moist, sweet interior of her mouth, feeling its inviting warmth. With one hand cupping the back of Wendy's head, Sarah rested her other hand on Wendy's hips and felt up her body through the fabric of the white lace trimmed top with floral designs. Slowly, her hand moved to Wendy's ass and squeezed it tightly through the black low-rise tight-fitting skinny jeans. At one point, Sarah broke the kiss momentarily to lick along the length of Wendy's straight nose until she almost reached her eye.
Wendy mirrored most of what Sarah did, but her actions were bolder. After feeling Sarah's thighs, ass, and waist, she moved one of her hands directly to Sarah's breast and squeezed it through the shiny fabric of the camisole before venturing boldly within its upper folds to touch her skin directly. Sarah sighed and pushed her breast on Wendy's hand to receive more of the sensation. Eventually one strap of Sarah's camisole was pulled down, revealing her red strapless bra. Wendy's glossy pink nails dug on the skin of Sarah's breast, squeezing them with need. Sarah didn't mind the partial disrobing, for she was thoroughly enjoying Wendy's touches. The two girls almost looked like sisters engaging in an incestuous lesbian act. That was what the middle-aged female jogger briefly thought as she slowly jogged past them. Sarah glanced at the female jogger, noticing how damp her spandex shorts were getting when she passed by. They continued touching and kissing each other with abandon until it was time to leave for school. At the end, Wendy found herself yearning for more intimacy. Her lips continued moving forward to seek a target even after Sarah retracted herself from Wendy.
"What's the matter, Wendy? Can't get enough of me?"
"No, I just want to practice more." Wendy doesn't know why she'd said that. Those words seemed to have come automatically from her mouth.
"You'll get lots of practice after school. Just be patient. We'll have to go now or else we'll be late."
Wendy encountered Madelynn in the first floor hallway at school and was surprised to see her best friend changing to a different look. Although she was dressed in her usual drab clothes which consisted of an unrevealing gray hoodie, ordinary jeans, and penny loafers, her face and hair were different. Gone were her thick-rimmed glasses and mousy brown hair. Instead of the usual brunette color, her hair was now dyed black with purple highlights for good measure. Her eyes were emphasized with black eyeliner with hints of black eye shadow. She now wore contacts. Without the glasses, the beauty of her round face was more evident.
"What's with the new look, Madelynn? Are you into the Goth scene now?"
"No, not really. I'm just experimenting with new looks."
Madelynn couldn't resist giving her friend's body more than a cursory glance. Even though she knew it was wrong, she wonder what it's like to touch and feel Wendy's body. "Ugghh! I need to stop thinking about my friend like that! I should be resisting!" she thought.
"What's wrong? Is there something on my body?"
"Oh no, it's nothing."
"Have you watched the news last night?"
"No, not really. I was kind of busy."
"I guess you missed it then. There was this hilarious moment: they showed a sketch of a criminal suspect, and he looked exactly like the news anchor guy who was reporting it!"
Madelynn chuckled. "He's probably going to be getting some annoying calls and a visit from the cops."
"If he's the real suspect, it would've been even funnier!"
"Yeah, that would be like reporting his own crime on live TV!"
Wendy's eyes blinked. "Damn it, I forgot to bring my math book. Can you lend me yours after your math class is over?"