For context, read Chapter 1. This can be read as stand alone if you don't like or want context.
*All characters are 18 or older
CHAPTER 2
As Mel laid in bed that night, her mind thought only of Diana and what they had done earlier under the bleachers. She recounted how Diana's sexy mouth had felt on her nipples, and her small, soft fingers in her cunt.
Mel imagined what it would be like to have Diana's mouth on hers, to feel their tongues exploring each other. She needed to know if Diana felt the same.
"U up?" Mel texted her friend. She hadn't seen Diana's bedroom light on all night.
Thirty minutes later, Diana hadn't replied. Mel had enjoyed the times they had spent talking and masturbating together late into the night, and was disappointed when there was no sign of Diana. Mel rolled over and went to sleep, figuring she would see Diana at school tomorrow anyway.
When Mel's alarm went off, she looked at her phone and saw a text from her friend.
"Sorry, Mel. Late night. Talk tomorrow."
Diana had signed off with the water drops and winking emojis. Mel felt her pussy twinge.
Diana had also spent the rest of the day and night thinking of her friend. She had been brazen enough to take Mel's breast into her mouth and she kept pressing her tongue to the roof of her mouth, feeling the ghost of Mel's luscious little nipple.
Mel's pussy had been so soft, like smooth velvet, and not as fleshy as her own. Diana could still feel the tight walls of her friend's tight walls surrounding her fingers.
Diana had gotten home late, having hung out with the cheerleaders and some of the football players long after practice. Her phone had died and she had stupidly left her charger in her locker so she hadn't been able to ask Mel if she would wait up for her. When she got home, Mel's bedroom light was off. Diana had found her backup charge and saw the text from Mel, making her heart sink.
In the morning, Diana got picked up by one of her devoted followers as usual. When she walked down her driveway to the waiting car, she saw Mel pulling her bike out of the garage. She wanted to call out to her and ask her if she wanted to ride with them, but there was no way she could risk being nice to the school's biggest loser while with the other cheerleaders.
"I get shotgun. Move." Diana opened the passenger door and the girl taking her seat rolled her eyes and got out without arguing, hopping in the backseat. Diana slid in and buckled up, her eyes discreetly watching Mel through the curtain of her bouncy blonde curls.
Mel was wearing her usual black combat boots and zip-up black hoodie, but this time her legs were only covered by a short purple and black plaid pleated skirt. Mel's thick black hair was braided into 2 long plaits that hung over her chest. Diana watched the muscles in Mel's long legs flex as she pedaled down the street.
Mel had seen Diana open her friend's car door and kick the other cheerleader to the back seat. Mel thought it was ridiculous how much power the other cheerleaders gave Diana, but Mel didn't much care for any of them anyway. In Mel's opinion, the whole squad was full of vapid, self-absorbed, boy-crazy sheeple. Diana included; until recent events anyway.
Diana wasn't wearing her cheer uniform this morning. Instead, she wore a tight denim romper that was bound to get her written up. It fit like a second skin, and was so short that if she bent over, the bottom of her plush ass cheeks would definitely peek out. The back was open, held together by a single denim string that cut over her athletic shoulders and criss-crossed across her tan, muscular back.
When they got to school, Diana and her fellow squad mates and footballers gathered at their usual spot under the big tree at the edge of the parking lot before going in. Mel had to park her bike near them and make the trek through the parking lot to the picnic table to meet up with her punk crew.
As Mel walked by Diana's group, she heard them making jokes about her.
"She's wearing a fucking skirt? Ew...now we will all have to smell her nasty snatch."
"She needs to eat a fucking sandwich. And get some sun on those gross legs."
As she stepped onto the grass near her friends, Mel heard one of the guys say "I'll bet those long ass legs would look good wrapped around my neck though."
Diana heard it too and smacked him on the back of the head, flashing an apologetic smile at Mel before putting back on her mask.
"You do have nice legs though," Diana texted.
Mel tried not to smile as she pocketed her phone and turned to her friends.
As she was walking outside to lunch, Mel saw Diana stomping down the hall away from the principal's office. She had a long, fuzzy yellow cardigan crossed tightly across her chest and was crumpling a pink slip in her hands.
Mel could not hide her smile this time, and Diana rolled her eyes dramatically as she passed Mel, a coy smile across her pouty lips.
Mel shot Di a text as soon as she settled on the grass with her friends. "Got written up, huh? I knew that outfit would cause quite a stir."
"Yeah, in his fucking pants. That guy totally wants to fuck me."
"I'm pretty sure every guy you meet wants to fuck you."
Diana flung open the double doors and made her way to her group. Every set of eyes turned to watch her. She carried a green juice in one hand and a diet coke in the other. She wore big, dark sunglasses and her short, blonde curls bounced as she walked. Di was still technically wearing the yellow cardigan, but she had it off of her shoulders and draped across her elbows. Her exposed back faced Mel as she sat at the table with the other cheerleaders.
"True, they do." Di's next text was the eggplant and champagne emojis.
Mel hid her smile behind a mouthful of chips. She put on her sunglasses then unzipped her hoodie and laid down on her stomach facing Diana's back. Mel could hear Di and her friends talking and laughing, most likely making fun of all the students around them.
"I think Sheri wants to fuck you. Look at the way she is looking at you now."
Mel watched Di pick up her phone and hold it in front of her face as she slyly observed one of her fellow cheerleaders staring at her chest with parted lips.
"She probably does. She fucked Barb over winter break when they were both drunk at a house party. I promised I wouldn't tell anyone."
Barb was an out and proud lesbian that occasionally got to hang out with the cheerleaders because her twin brother was the quarterback. Barb slept with a lot of "straight" girls but she wasn't the type to boast about it. Everyone thought Barb was pretty cool, including Mel.
"Sheri's cute. You'd look good together." Mel sent 2 taco emojis and an lol face.
"I'm not interested in her. I'm a little preoccupied with someone else's (taco emoji) at the moment."
Diana turned around in her seat, leaning her elbows on the top of the picnic table and stretching out her tan legs. Mel could feel Di's gaze sweep across her through the dark sunglasses covering her eyes. Diana cocked her head to the side, her bouncy curls tickling her shoulder.
Mel stared back for a moment, then lowered her head to her phone. "Same. Come over later."
Di cocked her head to the other side and picked up her green juice. Mel watched Di's pink glossy lips curl around the straw.
"I can cum right after school. No practice today."
"Nice pun. Looking forward to it." Mel pushed herself up and sat back on her heels, stretching her hands over head as she yawned, trying to look nonchalant as her pussy twitched with anticipation.
"Don't you dare put that ugly hoodie back on. Let them all admire your cute tits."
