The next day, Christina brought me to the home of The Carpet Layer's Club president, Jamie. She was a tall blonde beauty, with long legs and curves in all the right places. Her 36c breasts were rounded and flawless. Jamie was every bit the most popular girl at their school, and of course, very bisexual. The events of Jamie's dates with the boys were talked over daily by the upper echelon of school and her calendar was usually filled months in advance.
There were seven other girls in attendance at the meeting. I knew their names and was dumbstruck that all of them were either bi or lesbians. There was Jenni, the short-haired blonde; Stephanie, the sexy light-skinned Dominican who was more into girls than boys; Megan, who had similar attributes to Jenni; Nicole, who looked younger than 18 in the face but had the body of a 21 year old; Lauren, whose breasts rivaled those of Jamie's; Tiffany, a brunette who has an affinity for sucking cock and pussy in the same sex session; and Ashley, the shortest girl of them all at 4'10", who was running her hands on her thighs while eyeing my breasts. All had caught my eye during school and now here they were, all in one room.
I was horny. I had been horny since before having sex with Christina, was horny after Christina left, and last night I fingered my juicy pussy to two orgasms before drifting off to sleep. Seeing all of these beautiful young women all looking at me with smiles on their faces and lust in their eyes was a little too much. My panties, a satiny pink thong, was starting to dampen at the thoughts of having sex with all of these girls, only a day after my first sexual experience with a female.
Jamie then called the meeting to order, and the other eight girls looked to their designated leader.
"This meeting of The Carpet Layer's Club will come to order. Before we ask the Secretary of the Panties to take the role, we have to give a warm Carpet Layer's Club welcome to our initiate, Amelia," she said, and all of the girls clapped twice before blowing me a kiss. Then they put their right hands to their mouths, separated their index and middle fingers before sticking their tongues out and wiggling them. My pussy started to get even wetter, knowing that this little action was like licking a pussy. Jamie continued her opening remarks.
"Amelia, so you know, the club was formed a few years ago by the bisexual and lesbian women of our school as a way to experiment and to enjoy the company of girls without the prying eyes of boys. Our name was taken this way: carpet because some people call a hairy pussy a carpet; layer's because we all like to get laid," she winked at me, and all of the girls giggled at her remarks. "So, just relax and enjoy yourself. We only ask that you don't speak a word of the club to anyone, especially those pesky boys!"
The girls laughed a little more, and I quickly agreed to those terms.
"So, let's begin our meeting. First order of business. Would the Secretary of the Panties please take the role?"
I admit, I was stumped and wondered what the Secretary of the Panties was. I soon found out.
Nicole stood. Her 5'5" frame seemed to tower over the other girls at that moment. Her hips were rounded curves, her breasts stood out like a sore thumb. But her long blonde hair shimmered in the soft light of the large room where they were meeting.
"When I call your name, please acknowledge by saying here, then stand up and show us your panties," Katherine said, smiling. "President Jamie."
"Here," Jamie said, before she stood in front of the assembled ladies. She unbuttoned her jeans and unzipped them, letting them fall down her legs. I saw the black front of her panties, barely covering her pubic area. She turned around so I could see her perfect ass, and I got an eyeful of the T-shaped top of her thong. She sat down, not bothering to pick her jeans up.
The role continued. Nicole, as Secretary of the Panties, went next. She shucked her khaki skirt off and was standing in a lilac thong. Jenni was next, and she was in a pair of blue bikini panties. The rest of the girls were called: Ashley in a red g-string; Stephanie in a white g-string; Lauren in a yellow thong; Megan and Tiffany were wearing matching green panties - Megan in a thong, Tiffany in a g-string. Christina was called next, and she shocked me when she took her shorts off. She was bare under her shorts, not a stitch of underwear to be found. Her pussy was nice and shaved clean; apparently she had taken a razor to it before the meeting.
"Amelia, why don't you be a dear and show us your panties," Katherine said, and all of the girls giggled a little. I blushed at her request. I then stood up slowly, before Jamie interrupted.
"Why don't you do a little dance while taking off your pants? It would give us a thrill and since you're the new girl, that's what we want," she said, smiling as the girls heartily agreed to her statement.
Christina, sitting to my left in only her white t-shirt, nodded to me, telling me it was okay. I started to sway a little before Tiffany began to hum "The Stripper" song. The rest of the girls joined in, getting louder. It was turning me on, performing for these girls. I swung my hips to the left as I inched my pants down, showing the hem of my pale pink bikinis. I turned around and shook my ass as I dropped the pants. The girls applauded for me, and I bowed for them.
I sat down among the girls, all of us without pants. Christina assured me this was normal in the club.