LESBIAN: Karen and Kris seduce Jenny.
KRISTINA MELHART'S STORY
Karen and I began looking at other girls a little differently after that wonderful weekend we had at her folks' cabin. We watched the way they dressed, the way they walked. After P.E. it was all I could do to keep my hands to myself in the locker room and shower. But, of course, I had to keep my feelings secret. I didn't want to start a scandal or anything.
There was this other girl that kept looking at me funny in the showers. I had never paid Jenny much attention before, because she was so tiny. Even though she was 18, and a senior, she was as petite as a child. Not only was she only four foot ten, but to make things worse for her, she hadn't grown any boobs yet, or even pubic hair. She was so tiny and petite that most of the other kids at school overlooked her as if she were a "creature" from junior high or something.
So, because of her childish looks, I couldn't tell whether she was looking at my body in the showers from a sexual standpoint, or envy, because I had developed so much faster, or whether it was just out of plain curiosity. Whenever I caught her looking at me like that I would move my body in a way to make my huge tits jiggle. I really think she was fascinated with my boobs mainly because she didn't have any.
The other day in our Social Studies class I was bored shitless and not doing a good job of trying to stay awake. In this class, Jenny sits right in front of me. In our school we have these old-fashioned desks that are lined up in row after row, front to back. The seats have a back rest that supports the upper back, but leaves plenty of room between the seat and the back rest for someone with a large butt to spread out.
I kept crossing and recrossing my legs making my mini skirt ride up higher and higher on my thighs hoping the female teacher would see my panties and blush, or drool—anything just to put some excitement into this boring class.
Jenny dropped her pencil on the floor. When she bent down to pick it up she turned back to look up my skirt. I opened my legs apart to make sure she got a good view all the way up to my panties. I thought her little eyes would bug out of her head when I did that. She turned all shades of red—but she couldn't
not
look. Her eyes frozen on the view up my skirt, and my panties, she groped around on the floor blindly until her fingers closed around her pencil. She resumed her upright stance in her seat, but her ears were still bright red.
I thought I'd have a little more fun. Now, Jenny doesn't a large butt by any means, but she was sitting in a way that her little ass was sticking out over the edge of the rear part of her seat. So, I scooted up forward in my seat until my knee touched Jenny's butt. That this maneuver hiked my skirt up around my hips only added to my fun.
Jenny made no effort to move away when my knee touched her ass, so I got a little bolder. I started gently rubbing my knee back and forth against her butt. Then little Jenny responded by scooting her ass back in the seat as far as she could until it pressed hard against my knee.
Ummmmm, she must like it, I thought. I rubbed my knee on her ass more vigorously.
Her ears turned purple, but still she did not try to scoot her butt away from my knee. Instead she started rocking side to side in her seat, as if she were trying to get more mileage from my rubbing knee. Each time she rocked to one side, her ass cheek on the other side lifted off her seat just a bit. Keeping one knee pressed into one of her butt cheeks, I inserted the toes of my other foot under her ass just as she rocked up.
Jenny let out a muffled gasp when she felt my sneakered foot slide under the crack of her ass. She started to squirm in her seat more vigorously. I wriggled my toes inside my sneakers knowing she could feel that movement against the bottom of her cunt. She really liked that because I felt the heat of her twat right through my sneakers.
All too soon the bell rang, terminating the class. That wasn't such a boring class after all.
I grabbed Karen in the hallway and told her what I'd done with Jenny, and that I thought she had real possibilities. We decided to ask her up to the cabin for the weekend.
Friday after school the three of us walked together to Karen's convertible. On top I was wearing a yellow T-shirt sweater pull over thing that clung to my breasts and had a deep plunging neckline showing ample cleavage and barely covered my nipples. I had no bra on. The tug and pull of the sweater material on my bare nipples kept them hard all day. God, I loved that feeling. Down below I wore a matching yellow micro mini that started several inches below my belly button and stopped just short of legality. It was a miracle I wasn't kicked out of school today for wearing this outfit, but nobody said anything.
Karen was wearing a one-piece pink T-shirt dress that wasn't much more legal than my mini. Jenny had a T-shirt on top and a micro mini like mine on the bottom. Of course, she's so tiny and petite she doesn't have to worry about her skirts riding up her thighs and hips like I do.
"Let's toss our stuff in the back and we can all three sit up front," I told Jenny as we reached Karen's car. "That way we can talk better."
I held the passenger side door open for her and she slid in to the middle. Karen's car wasn't all that big, and the only way we could all three sit up front was to really squish in together—which of course was part of the plan.
"Tight fit, but we can make it," I said to Jenny as I slid in next to her, closed the door, and draped my arm around her shoulders since that was the only way we could all three fit.
Karen stood beside the driver's side pretending to be fiddling with her keys until Jenny and I got set. Then she opened up her door and slid in. Her skirt slid up nicely on her upper thigh.
"Ummmmm, Karen," I said, "Show us some leg there, baby!"
Karen giggled, then pulled her skirt up a little higher. She grinned and wriggled her eyebrows at us.
We all three giggled.
"But doesn't Karen have beautiful legs?" I said to Jenny, reaching across the little girl with my right hand to cop a quick feel of Karen's bronzed, muscular thigh.
"Y-y-y-yes, she sure does." Jenny said.
"All the sports she does, I guess." I resumed my previous position.
Karen put the car in gear and we zoomed out of the school parking lot.
Jenny put her hands on each of our thighs. "But I think both of you are so beautiful. I'm really flattered that you invited me to go with you guys. You're two of the most popular girls in school, and I'm just a nobody."
I patted her on the shoulder as she withdrew her hands from our legs. "You're not a nobody any longer. At least not with us."
"I'll second that," Karen said.
"I guess it's just that I'm so small everybody treats me like I'm still in grade school or something. None of the boys ever talk to me, or even look at me—much less ask me out."
"Well, fuck them!" Karen said.
"Wouldn't you like to?" I ribbed Karen. And, that brought some giggles from Jenny. I was glad to see her get back on the cheerful track.
"What I mean," Karen said, "Is that a lot of men—I mean grown men, not these turds we have in high school—really like little girls like you, Jenny. They think it's a huge turn-on."
"Really?" she said, a tone of optimism in her voice.
"Some women do too," I shot back. And, we all giggled.
It really felt sexy, having the three of us crammed in the front. Because of the cramped space, our legs were pressed together—Jenny's right thigh against my left, and Jenny's left thigh against Karen's right. With our super short minis it was flesh against flesh. The twisting and turning and stopping and going that Karen had to do to work our way through the traffic made our thighs jiggle, bounce, and rub against each others. That warm, sexy feeling of Jenny's bare leg against mine—and knowing that Karen was feeling the same thing with Jenny's other leg—kept me in a constant state of arousal.
"So, what do you guys usually do up at the cabin?" Jenny asked innocently.
"Oh," Karen said, "there's lots of nature trails. We can go hiking. There's still snow on the ground up there so we can have snow ball fights, make snowmen or what ever. But the nice thing is there's no neighbors nearby so we can turn the stereo up as loud as we want. It's fun just to hang out and be girls, without any boys or anyone bothering us."
"Sounds like fun," Jenny said.
"Karen left out the best part," I said.
"What's that?"
"Karen knows where her parents hide their porn flicks."
"Really? P-p-p-porn?" The little girl's face suddenly turned bright red.
"Yeah," I said. "Haven't you ever seen any porn flicks before?"
"N-n-n-n-no. My parents have been pretty strict with me."
"It's lots of fun. Would you to like to watch some porn while we're out there? No one will know what we do." I felt my pussy getting wet talking to the little girl like this, and leading her on.
"G-g-g-g-gosh! I-I-I-I guess so, if you guys want to."
"Of course, we do," I said, "that's part of the fun of going out there."
We approached a red light. There was a huge semi stopped in the right lane. I alerted Karen and she pulled into the lane just to the left of the Semi—to make sure the driver got a good view down the open convertible.
"Watch this," I said to Jenny.
Before we pulled even with the driver's window, I hiked my skirt up to show my panties (it didn't take much). Then I pulled my left tit out of my T-shirt sweater with my hard-on nipple sticking out.
Jenny's eyes bugged out of her head when she saw my panties and erect nipple, but the fun was just about to begin.
