When I got to the parking lot, Daddy was sitting in the car with the engine running, obviously ready to go. Allie had changed into her school clothes and was waiting by the side of the car. She looked kind of fetching in her tight jeans and her pink shirt with matching socks. We jumped in the back, and Dad took off.
Allie couldn't wait, but she didn't want to ask in front of Daddy. She gave me an exaggerated questioning look, and mouthed "Well?" I nodded yes, smiling as Allie looked amazed and mouthed "Oh my god!" She pointed to my breast and mouthed, "Titty?" I don't know what made me do it, but I raised my skirt just enough that she could see that I had no panties on. Her eyes became big a saucers, and her face turned an eye-catching shade of pink.
Just then Dad said, "So how did your after school activity go today?"
'Ohmigod!!' I thought. How could he know? A million thoughts raced through my mind. Did he see us? Was he upset? I looked over at Allie, but she was no help. She acted like she'd just discovered that the back seat had a window. Like all teenagers, I knew that when in doubt with the parental units, stall.
"Huh?" I said.
Dad used his gee-this-isn't-a-hard-question-you-silly-girl voice. He spoke slowly, like he was talking to a brainless kid. "The football game? You know, where they throw around this ball and you two stand around cheering?"
Relief flooded through me. Of course he meant the football game. He'd probably just up and kill me if he knew that I was jacking off boys after school.
My relief spilled over and I answered with way too much enthusiasm. "Oh it was great, Daddy! We won! Jefferson High almost rallied at the end, but we hung on!" As I rambled some nonsense about the game, I glanced over at Allie. She knew what I'd been thinking, and we shared that you've-just-dodged-a-parental-bullet look.
As we all settled in for the ride home, Allie quietly got into her pack, and took out the new issue of the Boulder University Gazette. It was already unfolded to the right page, and I took it to read. Allie reached over and held my other hand in hers. Our fingers entwined, and it was nice. Way different than holding Bobby's hand. Softer. And somehow with more affection than he'd ever mustered. She squeezed mine, and I squeezed back. It was, you know, nice.
Girl Talk – A Sexkitten's Primer by Miss Julie
All right ladies, we have a couple of things to discuss this week. First of all, I got several letters asking about the whole high heels thing, so I thought that a further explanation might be in order. You have to ask yourself, why do women wear high heels at all? The answer is, to get boys! Well really, the answer is to make their legs look longer. And god only knows, boys love long legs. If you're wearing nothing but heels to bed, you 1) retain a little mystery 2) lend a sense of urgency and 3) make your legs look longer. It's a no brainer! That reminds me, girls. If you don't have your heels on, you should still point your toes as if you do. Pretend that you have a pair of spiked stilettos on. It will make your legs look longer whether or not you are wearing shoes. I want you to practice this every time you cum, and pretty soon you'll get so that you don't even know that you're doing it. I guarantee the boys will love it, whether they think they notice it or not.
Second on the agenda – what's a really good way to get a guy instantly horny? The answer is – your cum. They haven't yet come up with a man who can resist the smell of a girl in heat. So girlfriend, the next time you really want to get a guy going, take a minute to play with yourself first. Trust me – this really works. Put your hand between your legs and caress your pussy for a minute or two. Get your finger all good and cummy, and then lightly touch his lips with it. The scent is guaranteed to drive any man instantly crazy with desire. What you do with him after that is up to you. And for all you lipstick chicks out there, what's sauce for the goose........!
Jesus! This whole sex thing was getting more fun all the time. I thought that I had done enough damage to Bobby just by flashing my ass at him. I couldn't believe that there were other things to do too. Boy, I wouldn't have thought of this in a million years! I didn't get that last line at all, and I made a mental note to ask Allie about it later. I looked at her when I was done reading, amazement in my eyes. She squeezed my hand and smiled at me.
I knew she wanted to hear the tale of my afternoon adventure, so I asked Dad if she could spend the night. This wasn't unusual at all. In fact, we'd been doing it once a week or so ever since elementary school. Like I said, she's just another member of the family.
Dad liked having Allie over, so it was no surprise when he said, "Oh goody, Just what I need - a nightlong giggle of girls. OK, but the usual rules. She has to get permission first."
"Thanks, Daddy," we both said together, and then giggled.
Allie called her dad and got permission as soon as we reached my house. I changed into jeans and a t-shirt, and we spent the evening like we usually did, Mom and Dad cuddled on the couch while Allie and I stretched out on the floor to watch a movie.
After Mom and Dad went up to bed, Allie and I spent a while doing our usual girl talk – teachers, cheerleaders, gossip. Just hanging and giggling like best friends do. The one subject we studiously avoided was boys.
Of course as soon as we went to my room to go to bed, that all changed. Allie was all over me for details, and I obliged. My story was interspersed with Allie going, "Oh my God!!" and "No way!" We sat on my bed and giggled and laughed about it for an hour. She had all kinds of questions that I couldn't answer, like "How far did it shoot?" and "How did it feel?" Eventually I promised her that I'd have the answers sooner or later, but that she could still be doing her own research.
"Yeah," she said. "But Mark won't be home 'til Sunday. God, this sounds like fun. I'm so jealous! I wanna make a guy cum. I can hardly wait!" I told her that she'd have her chance, and then I tried to kid her about lusting after her big brother, but she wasn't having any of it. He was cute, he was kind, he knew her better than anybody (except me), and she didn't have a "real" boyfriend. That settled it all in her mind.
We were sitting cross-legged on the bed facing each other and were both a little sleepy. We still hadn't mentioned our phone sex from last night. We were both kind of embarrassed, I'm sure. I finally told her, "God, I came so hard last night that I saw the cum squirt out of my pussy."
"No way!!" Allie said. "I thought I had come hard!" She made me give her all the details of that, too. How much, what it felt like. Then I assured her that I'd never done it before. We both giggled about it, and she told me she was jealous of that, too. Then we just sat there on my bed, knees touching as we faced each other in companionable silence, lost in our own thoughts. I thought that maybe I was getting a weird vibe off of her, and I was about to ask her what she was thinking when she spoke.
"I'm so horny I can't stand it." My mouth fell open in amazement when she actually reached between her open legs right in front of me and caressed her pussy through her jeans.
"Allie!" I whispered in amazement. "What are you doing?"
"Oh come on. You know you want to. Wasn't that the best orgasm you ever had last night? Besides, what's the difference if we play with ourselves over the phone or here? I know what you did and you know what I did. We can lay here together and pretend that it's like last night and that we're on the phone. Come on! You know you want to." She looked me in the eyes, smiled, and reached down and stroked herself again. "Please?" she whispered.
Well, I had to admit that she was right. I mean we'd already cum together. It just wasn't in the same room. Besides, I was still pretty horny from my afternoon encounter, and I knew that I was going to have to relieve myself somehow. I'd sort of figured that I'd just do myself in the bathroom after Allie was asleep. But her plan really did have a lot more appeal. That orgasm last night was amazing! So I gave in. I grinned at her, and reached between my legs and gave myself a couple of long slow caresses while Allie grinned back at me.
I got up and turned out the lights. There was still some streetlight coming in through the window, and so we could still see a bit. When I turned back into the room, Allie was laying down on the bed. She had scooted over so that there was room for me beside her. Her jeans were already undone and her hand was under her panties, gently kneading her mound.
I laid down beside her, unsnapped my pants, unzipped them and then pushed my fingers under my panties. I'd never actually tried to rub myself while I had my pants on before. My tight jeans pushed against my fingers, and the extra pressure was exquisite. God, the shock when my clit finally was touched after all the excitement this afternoon was incredible.
We lay there next to each other touching at the shoulders and slowly rubbing ourselves through our pants. It was so intimate! Like some kind of secret club that only the two of us belonged to. This was way more personal than what Bobby and I had done. We'd each moan every now and again, softly, not trying to hurry our cumming but just enjoying the sensations. God, doing this while somebody else was with you was intense! I found myself rubbing less and less as my pussy got closer to cumming. It just took an occasional flick to keep me right on the edge. I didn't want the feeling to end.
