Welcome to the next chapter of Elizabeth's journey to find her path and destiny in life. All characters that engage in sexual activities within my story are fictional and over the legal age of consent.
My story plays out in Australia, but I have tried to minimise local slang and keep specific place names neutral for ease of reference to the reader. Distances vs time, which is referenced, is close to the mark; Australia is a big country.
The main storyline follows the same sex (Lesbian) life of the main character, however I complicated things with the inclusion of some incest and bi-sexual encounters. I did not intend to go down this path when I first laid out my stories plan, it just happened as the characters developed.
This story is a journey, and previous chapters help bring it together; in saying that, I have reset the characters in this chapter just in case, this is your starting point.
As always, I appreciate your feedback and comments.
Version 02, Please enjoy
OMG, this is fucking amazing; I look over to the empty seat next to me and again relish the achievement. I was flying solo for the first time. I had been pushing myself through the training, hitting the theory books in my spare time and praying for good weather each day. My instructor, Suzie, had thrown everything at me to challenge and test but also tried to keep my enthusiasm in check. The school was quiet after Christmas, so I got several flights daily, which helped with the training continuity and progress.
That morning, Suzie had conducted her regular brief and told me we would be doing a progressive skills assessment flight before we started the next training session. From the minute we walked out of the classroom, the questions began. She reviewed all my theoretical knowledge and checked my understanding of regulations, weather and traffic control. The pre-flight took a little longer than usual with her questions and me redoing checks when her scrutiny interrupted my processes. The flight was on another level; every drill and emergency I had been taught was assessed. By the end of my hour, Suzie finally ran out of things on her clipboard and sat back for my final landing.
After we touched down and taxied back to the school hangar, Suzie told me to keep it running, then told me I was to do two circuit flights, then come back and shut down; she got out, secured her harness, and walked back a safe distance.
I was excited, but my training and need to excel kept it in check. I did all my drills, lined up on the runway, and pushed the throttle forward. After I took off on my second touch-and-go, I gave myself a brief congratulations. I was thrilled at what I had achieved. I knew I was lucky to have the money to undertake the intensive, near full-time program I chose, but I was happy as I did it off my own back.
When I landed for the final time and taxied back in, Suzie was there to watch, but also two of the most loving friends a girl could ever hope for, Annie and her husband, Michael. After I shut down and did my post-flight checks, all three hugged me to congratulate me on my first solo. Annie added a gentle kiss to her hug as a special gift. I still had a ways to go until I gained my private pilot's licence, but the first significant milestone was now achieved. To reward myself, I cancelled the remaining lessons for the day and decided to spend some girl time with Annie as Michael needed to return to work.
Annie was the first friend I made when I arrived in Australia; she is beautiful in every way. Her brown eyes and dark shoulder-length hair highlight her natural beauty. She maintains a firm athletic body. Some gymnasts would be jealous of her firm C-cup breasts and perfectly shaped and proportioned butt. She is my school's head swimming and water polo coach and has been like a mum since she picked me up at the airport.
We were also lovers, having acted on our attractions before the holiday period commenced. Michael knew about our encounters and had, on occasion, joined in. My love life is more than unusual in that my girlfriend and love of my life, Bella, shares me with her parents, Annie and Michael, and my friend and confident Julie. She also knows about my two casual playmates at my parachute club, Cassie and Emma.
I am not loose with my morals, and all my sexual encounters are consensual, but I have continued to explore my sexuality at my own pace. I am honest with Bella if I have sex without her being present, just as she does with me, and at the moment, our situation and understanding are working for us.
Before I started my holiday with Annie and Michael, I had spent two fantastic weeks with Julie, learning to dive. My time with her allowed me to unpack some of the hidden shame and hurt I carried from my family into my current exile. I knew my close friends would be my rocks as I worked through my hate and past experiences, but I also knew they all had my back in my journey.
I would have liked to stay with Julie a little longer. Still, she had to head out of town for a work conference, which put me in my third home for this, my first summer holiday in Australia, not that I cared; in the past six weeks, I have lived and experienced more life than I had in the past 17 years of my being. I might be from a very wealthy family, but compared to my new friends and circumstances, that life and their attitudes are stale and, at times, sterile.
My father had already decided I would marry someone suitable to enhance his business standing and needs and care for them as an obedient housewife. Fortunately, my mother had other ideas and had managed to manipulate my father into sending me to a foreign school to finish my education, thus getting ready for his intended path in life for me. She gave me the freedom to continue my sports and photographic hobby while also finding new areas of interest, like flying and scuba diving. She ensured I was fully funded for these endeavours and kept this secret from my father. I would love to sit and talk with my mother, but I understood her plans for me. I could pass information to her via Julie, my in-country guardian, but I still needed to apply caution so my father never cottoned on to what was going on under his nose.
I accept my current lifestyle and freedom cannot last, but my father will see to it. Eventually, I will be dragged back to the family fold and set on the course to fulfil my destiny as the obedient wife while my twin brother Eric takes over the family empire. Until then, it's my life, and I was going to fill every available minute with fun, adventure, and love; Fuck him and his plans.
We headed home after leaving the aeroclub as I needed to get changed and drop off my flight bag, which I didn't want to leave in the car. It also allowed Annie to freshen up before going to the mall for some retail therapy shopping. It was a great excuse to pick up the new items I would need to comply with the dress code for my senior year and explore a couple of our favourite lingerie shops. We also needed to swap cars from my large Hilux truck to Annie's smaller hatchback as I was booked for my driving licence exam that afternoon. I was more than comfortable with the larger car, but Michael recommended the smaller car as it had the manual gearbox, which, if I passed, would give me an unrestricted licence.
After I came to Australia, I learnt I had a bit of a fetish for nice lingerie and started to collect quite a wardrobe that I shared with my lovers. We all enjoyed the feel of the material on our skins but also loved helping each other out of the material as we made love. It was a decadent luxury and one that got me thoroughly excited.
Being tall with an athletic build, most items complimented my body and looked even though I only had B-cup breasts, which were plenty for me. They were perky and firm, my nipples pointy and surrounded by my dark areolas. I loved nothing more than my lovers nipping and sucking them. I also keep myself shaved with regular full waxing so I can wear very skimpy bottoms without fear of exposing stray hair. I didn't need makeup as I had a natural beauty, which was complimented by my long, bright red hair and emerald green eyes. Like Julie, I had a swimmer and runner's body, just enough muscle to look attractive but not enough to start looking like a man.
I love our time together, although we keep our romantic interludes to the holiday periods only, at least for the next 11 months until I graduate. I don't take any classes that Annie taught, as it is just not worth bringing our relationship to the notice of the school's management team. Our time in our romantic embraces is always special and usually intense. We always seem to compete to make the other reach their peak before ourselves. It is not a destructive competition, and we both love the challenge. Annie also loves it when I describe what I get up to with Michael; she says it adds fireworks to their lovemaking. Although, to date, I have only given him a few blowjobs. I know we will go further soon. Eventually, I might even let him have virginal sex with me, but that will wait until I am ready to move on from my last experience.
Bella's dad Ryan took my anal virginity a few weeks prior, so I am looking forward to letting Michael have me if he wants. They are the only two males I trust not to hurt me any further. I know that will change in the future, but at the moment, I love them both and trust them with my dignity and well-being.
After we enjoyed lunch and some people-watching, Annie and I headed to the shops. The first stop was to gather my school uniform, the most boring outfit ever invented. I'm sure some old biddy thought the design would help protect the girl's dignity and virtue. We next bought a new summer dress, each light and comfortable, before we hit our favourite lingerie shop. I needed something special for when Bella returned to school, while Annie was after something to treat Michael for his upcoming birthday.
