I don’t usually let stories jump the line, but I could resist getting my hands dirty (pun intended) writing a lesbian story. I hope you guys and girls like it. If you’re feeling blue this Monday, I hope this gets you off.
The person behind the submission has also requested that I make known that the photo has clearly been photoshopped, and the events that occur are but figments of his / her imagination and by no means depict any events that happened in real life.
Dance practice was over, and everyone but Emma and Chloe streamed out of the studio. Now that SYF was just around the corner, practices extended till 8pm. Most girls would rush home to finish up their homework. After all, one would not expect anything less from an SCGS girl. Emma and Chloe, however, stayed to talk.
E: So how’s the new guy you’re seeing? Josh, was it?
C: Yeah, Josh. He’s quite sweet, and he has a great body. -gushes-
E: Chloe! How would you know that? Have you been checking him out?
C: Well… He’s been over to my place to study a couple of times when my parents were out, and things did get a bit hot and heavy…
Emma could not believe what she was hearing from her friend. On the one hand, she was happy for Chloe. After all, they’ve been friends for the past 10 years of their lives. Yet, Emma had always wanted Chloe to herself. Both girls had their own string of suitors, but Emma never felt attracted to any of them. All she wanted was Chloe. The thought of someone seeing Chloe possibly naked, touching her skin, made Emma wet between her legs.
E: I dare you to send Josh a naughty photo.
In truth, all she wanted was to see Chloe naked.
E: I heard some of the other girls do it for their boyfriends too. You could just strip out of your tights, do a split, and send it to him. I’m sure he’ll come back to you wanting more.
C: You sure? I trust you on this. But you gotta help me take the photo okay? I’m not sure I can hold the position, my legs hurt from practice.
Chloe pulled off her tights and panties, revealing her freshly waxed pussy. Emma’s pussy had never felt wetter. While Chloe fumbled around trying to get in position, Emma’s hands were between her legs, rubbing her wetness that was gradually seeping through her own tights. Her mind wandered to thoughts of what Chloe’s pussy would taste like. Would it be sweet? She just wanted to bury her head between Chloe’s legs, and eat her out to a mindblowing orgasm.
Chloe indicated she was ready. Emma took out her phone, and with trembling fingers, snapped a couple of photos of Chloe with her legs spread wide, baring her pussy for all. She sent the photos to Chloe, and made an excuse to run to the toilet.
Running as fast as she could to the cubicle, Emma didn’t even bother locking the door, merely slamming it shut as she pulled her tights down her legs. The visual image of Chloe’s spread legs on her phone was too much for Emma to take. She started rubbing her pussy furiously, imagining Chloe’s lips on hers. She started pushing one finger, then two up her pussy.
E: Oh Chloe. Your fingers feel so good in me. Finger me hard. Oh god I want your tongue in me.
Unbeknownst to Emma, Chloe had walked into the toilet looking for her friend that had disappeared for the past 20 minutes. She was greeted with soft moans and gentle whimpers, though hearing her own name startled her. She opened the cubicle door, staring straight at Emma.
Emma froze. Time seemed to stand still as Chloe walked over toward her in slow motion. Would she scream at her, hit her in disgust? Her mind raced so fast that she failed to register Chloe’s lips on her own until the warm sensation was picked up by her nerves and transmitted to her brain. Chloe wrapped her hands around Emma, embracing her while her tongue gently pried open Emma’s mouth. The two locked lips in a passionate struggle.
Chloe broke the kiss and knelt before Emma, spreading her legs apart. Her tongue gently flicked the folds of Emma’s clit, causing her to writhe in pleasure. Her tongue moved faster and faster, almost mimicking the dildo Emma used to pleasure herself at night, thrusting into her pussy.
The sight and sensation was too much for Emma, and she came all over Chloe’s face. When her orgasm subsided, the two girls embraced.
E: Chloe, how did you know?
C: Em, i’ve always known. I don’t judge you, and I still love you. The next time you need some help, just ask.
E: Chloe, are you… bisexual?
C: Well, more like bicurious. I’ve fantasised about you, me, and Josh before.
Emma gasped. She’d never known her friend to be this horny. Oh, what prospects the future held. Chloe helped Emma get dressed, and they left the toilet with the fingers entwined around each other.