I woke up the next morning. My last day before school started up again. I knew Steve was going to be out at work all day, and my parents had plans too, so I had the house to myself. I shook the covers off and remembered I was still wearing my cum stained panties. My pussy immediately started getting wet, thinking back to the day before. Steve and I in the pool, our games in the kitchen and on the couch.
My hand ran down and touched my pussy as my head bent backwards in lust. A finger slid inside the side and started to play with my slit before finally finding its way into me. My finger slowly fucked me as I lay there, my mind racing through all of the things I've done, and all of the things I want to do. A second slides inside beside the first and my fucking increases its intensity. My other hand drops down and starts to rub my clit. The orgasm is growing inside of me like an animal trying to get out. I feel my hips start to move side to side, up and down, trying to get more of the fingers inside. A third starts to rub my labia beside the other too toying with my entrance. Little by little I push, slowly trying to get the third inside, to reach a new level, to be a bigger slut. My breathing is panting, my heart racing, juices flowing from me like a waterfall. The third finger enters, the stretch is wonderful, I love it, the feeling of doing more, going beyond my limit, my body doing what I want it to do. My head falls back again, my eyes roll, and I cum hard on my three fingers fucking my cunt.
My body and mind come back to earth slowly as I lay out on my bed, limbs in every direction. Finally, I get out of bed and hop in the shower thinking about my plans for the day. I had everything ready for school, the only thing I wanted to do is go and see my best friend Jen. I hadn't seen her for a few weeks and it would be nice to catch up before school starts. Jen and I have been friends since we were younger and no matter what happened we always were close. I tell Jen everything, but now I'm not so sure. Do I tell her about Steve and I, about everything that has happened? What we've done? What about how I've been feeling? My new desires? Part of me wants to tell her, but I'm not sure how she is going to react to the information. I've changed so much in just the past few weeks.
I got out of the shower, towelled off, and walked to my room, I had to figure out what to wear. There was no way I wanted to dress like I used to dress. I knew I wanted to dress sluttier, but the question was how slutty. Seeing Jen for the first time since my changes tempered my excitement a little. My hands and eyes started to rummage through my clothes, mostly the new ones to see what I could fine. I picked up a pair of jean shorts and looked at them. I've seen girls wearing really short jean shorts before, basically letting their ass fall out. "Perfect" I chuckled to myself.
I held up the shorts and looked at them, they were long, maybe a few inches above my knees. As my eyes went up and down I got an idea. I grabbed a pair of scissors from my desk drawer, and started cutting. It took me a few mins, and I had to keep looking at them to make sure I didn't screw them up. I wanted them to be short, but not too short. Normal short. I finally finished, and looked at them. I thought they looked great.
I went to my drawer and pulled out a yellow lace thong Steve got me from Victoria secret. I slide them on, and then slide the shorts on. Small enough to look sexy, but still completely covered my ass. The bottom edge of them were frayed from the cutting and showed off the curve of my ass perfectly. I threw on a pink lace bralette Steve also bought me, a white t-shirt, and also a pair of hot pink ankle socks. I looked at myself in the mirror. "I actually look pretty hot" I said to myself while standing there.
I grabbed my shoes and headed out the door to Jen's. It was about a 5 minute walk, just the next street over. As I walked over a couple of guys watched me walk past. It felt good to be looked at, to have people see me, to want me. What I also realized was how much I wish I was showing more. I wanted to show off. It was a new feeling, but I liked it.
As I got closer to Jen's I started to think about if I should tell her what happened between me and Steve or not. I wasn't sure she would understand, for all I know she would run and tell someone. I thought about it until I got there. Just before knocking on the door I decided I would start with the Florida events, and see how she reacted.
Jen opened the door wearing a pair of loose sweat pants rolled up at the waist and a white wife beater. Jen was sexy. Her long blonde hair flowed over her shoulder, her ample breasts pressing against the material of her shirt, her flat stomach being showcased between her sweats and shirt. My new found feelings made me look her up and down, I wanted to lick me lips by restrained myself. Jen was my best friend, I didn't want to ruin anything.
"What the hell?" Jen said when she opened the door. Her jaw dropped, her eyes widened. "I can't believe that is you!"
"Ya ya, I changed the way I dressed a little. It's not a big deal" I sheepishly replied. Not quite sure how to act in front of her yet.
"You look hot!" Jen said smiling. "Come in! We have a lot to catch up on."
I walked in and we went up to her room to chat. We talked about what Jen had done the last few weeks, what our plans for school were, and how my trip to Florida was. Well not all of it, yet.
"So, some strange stuff happened when I was in Florida" I started, my eyes looking down.
"Really? Strange like how?" Jen inquired.
"Do you promise not to say ANYTHING to ANYONE" looking her straight in the eyes.
"Ya, of course. You can trust me. We're best friends. I would never tell anyone if you don't want me too."
"And you can't judge me OK... seriously" I felt nervous. I wanted to tell her everything, but I don't want to lose her either.
"Michelle! Trust me. I won't judge and I won't tell" She put her hand on mine.
"OK, well I'll start off slow and we'll see how you react" I said half joking.
"OK... so what is it?"
"Well, the first thing was we were talking down the street and Steve and I were almost hypnotized by these girls in front of us, and what they were wearing. It was a little awkward."
"What were there wearing?"
"Basically the smallest, tighested most see thru clothes we've ever seen"
"Ya, so? You guys were just shocked, not a big deal. We don't see stuff like that very often up here" Jen laughed and pushed my shoulder. I smiled back, starting to feel a little more comfortable.
"Ya, well, later on we were at the beach and this girl had a see thru bikini on, and I was completely staring at her, and Steve asked me if I liked what I saw."
"OK, that's a little stranger, Steve asking you that..." I could see her eyes change a little, but not the way I thought they would. "...but still not that bad. And DID you like what you saw?" Jen chuckled.
"Uhhhh..." I hesitated
"That means you did! Geez Michelle!" We both laughed, the stress was getting released.
"Ya ya!"
"Was she hot?" Jen smirked.
"Huh?"
"The girl in the bikini, was she hot?"
"Yes..." My eyes locking on to Jens.
"I think little perfect Michelle might have a little bi in her!" She put up her hand for a high five, laughing more, smiling, looking excited. I high fived her back, smiling. Was I bi?
"Jen! Just let me finish!" I said pretending to be annoyed, trying to move on from the bi comment.
"There's more?"
I wasn't sure if I should continue... but I looked at her and trusted her.
"Well ya. There was something else. But it's pretty bad."
"How bad could it be? Just tell me. I'm sure it isn't that bad. I PROMISE I won't tell anyone"
"OK... I'll tell you. But it's weird and you'll think it's gross."
"I promise I won't!"
"Ugh, fine. Steve and I went for a swim at the house we rented. Our regular bathing suits were in the wash so I wore an old one piece and Steve went swimming in his boxers."
