by Brett Crowley

 

I joined the cheer squad my freshman year of high school and I’ve been on it ever since. Marie has been on the squad with me for all four years of high school and I’ve had a crush on her for almost as long. We met the second day of tryouts and I was immediately taken by her. She had long blonde hair, almost down to the middle of her back, and her eyes were piercingly blue. At that time she didn’t really have breasts, but now she’s developed a B cup (which I know from peaking at her bras after practice). We’ve been friends for all for years, most of the cheerleaders are, but I’ve never been brave enough to tell her how I feel. Just imagine what would happen if she rejected me, or, God forbid, told the rest of the squad about me. I would die.  

 

Because this is my senior year and I’ve already been accepted to a number of colleges I’ve decided to take the plunge and tell Marie how I feel. I want everything to be perfect though. The first order of business in putting together the perfect night is to buy some lingerie, just in case she decides that she feels the same way. I considered going to Victoria’s Secret to pick up something nice, but everything is so expensive there that I had to go the cheaper route. Which is why on a Saturday afternoon I found myself in the Luv Shack adult store. I was all alone, except for the cute salesgirl. I was browsing the lingerie rack when she came over and asked if I needed any help.   

 

“No, I’m okay,” I said, keeping my eyes on the clothing. I felt oddly ashamed of being in there.  

 

“Are you shopping for you boyfriend?” She asked. I didn’t say anything. “Your girlfriend?”  

 

She had guessed correctly, but I didn’t say anything, not at first. After a long awkward pause I blurted out “I want her to be my girlfriend.”  

 

The salesgirl, a sexy brunette who looked to be about 22, tapped her finger on her chin and then said “I know the perfect thing.”  

 

She went into the backroom and emerged thirty seconds later holding the most amazing looking black silk slip I’ve ever seen. It looked to be about mid thigh length and it was all black except for the elegant red lacing that ran through the design. The breast cups were all lace and the silk began right under them. It was the most divine lingerie I’d ever laid eyes on.  

 

“Why don’t you try it on,” she said.  

 

I was so entranced by it that I didn’t even fight this suggestion, which would have normally made me quiver with nervousness. I took the slip from her and stepped into the dressing room, pulling the curtain closed behind me. I took off my own clothes and slide the slip over my head. It perfectly hugged my curves and my C cup breasts were held in tightly by the lace cups.   

 

“How does it look?” She called from outside the curtain. Before I could answer the stepped right into the dressing room and looked me over. “You look amazing, good enough to eat in fact.”  

 

Without saying a word she pushed her body against mine and held the back of my head in her hand. She leaned forward and pressed her mouth against mine, her tongue running along my lips before invading me. Our tongues tangled, swapping spit and exploring the new tastes to be found in a foreign mouth.  

 

When she broke the kiss she looked me over again and said “She’ll definitely want to be your girlfriend.” The she stepped of the dressing room and left me shaking. My nipples were hard and my pussy was dripping wet. I took a few minutes to collect myself, got dressed, and then headed to the register. The salesgirl didn’t speak to me as she rang me up, only saying good luck as I walked out the door.  

 

Despite the jarring nature of my experience in the Luv Shack I walked away feeling quite confident. If I could attract a hot 22 year old certainly Marie would be interested. I suppose I was taking quite a chance that she was actually interested in girls, but life is about chances, right?  

 

I had arranged for Marie to come over the next night under the guise of a slumber party, with just the two of us, and she arrived on time at 7:30. We spent the next couple of hours chatting about college, cheerleading, school, and lots of other stuff. Around 9:30 I excused myself to the bathroom where I had left my sexy slip hanging on the wall. I quickly changed into it and then returned to my bedroom where Marie was waiting. She looked up when I walked back into the room and her mouth just hung open. It seemed like a good reaction to me, especially since she didn’t run screaming from the room. I started to talk.  

 

“Marie, I…I’ve liked you for a long time, and not just as a friend. When I met you freshman year I…”

Marie stood up and walked towards me. “I know Claire. I like you too; I just couldn’t tell if you were into girls or not and I didn’t want to embarrass myself.” She paused, looking up and down my body.

 

 “You look amazing in that. Is that for me?”  

 

“Yes Marie, it’s for you. In fact, my whole body is for you. You can have me if you want me.”  

 

I had finally put myself out there in the scariest way possible and when Marie moved forward and kissed me a huge wave of relief swept over my body. I hadn’t made a huge mistake. In fact, I had found myself a female lover who was currently pushing her soft, warm tongue deeply into my mouth. While we kissed Marie ran her hands up and down my body, enjoying the soft feeling of the silk. She spent a significant amount of time groping my ass, which has always been my best feature.

I broke out kiss to pull Marie’s sweater over her head, revealing a pink lace bra underneath. While I was working on the sweater Marie had removed her pants and now she stood there in a matching bra and panty set that had my pussy dripping.  

 

“You look amazing Marie.”  

 

We continued kissing as we moved towards the bed. When we reached the edge I pushed Marie down onto the covers and dropped to my knees. I pulled her panties off and brought my face to her crotch. I kissed her thighs, slowly working my way towards her pussy. I let my tongue linger for just a second after each kiss, leaving a droplet of moisture on her soft skin. When I finally reached her pussy I stuck my tongue out and let it rest on her warm folds, soaking up the flavor. She moaned when I first made contact with her pussy, anticipating the pleasures about to come.  

 

I pushed her thighs open with my hands and lowered my tongue to the bottom of her pussy. Sticking my tongue out as far as I could I penetrated her and licked all the way up to her clit. Her pussy was hot and the juices were flowing freely. She tasted magnificent, so good in fact that I repeated the process over and over again. Each time her body shook with pleasure.  

 

After teasing her for a while I focused my energies on her clit and began delivering the true pleasure she was waiting for. I flicked my tongue over her hot spot again and again, eliciting quiet moans of pleasure each time. To add extra stimulation I brought a hand up to her pussy and slid two of my fingers in three knuckles deep. I began to finger fuck her hard, establishing a rhythm of penetration and licking that soon had her hips bucking.  

 

“Oh fuck, oh fuck I’m going to cum Claire. You’re going to make me cum.”  

 

With one final thrust of her hips Marie’s orgasm came and went. Her body shook as it moved from her pelvis to the rest of her body, leaving exhaustion in its wake. After wiping her juices off my mouth I joined Marie on the bed and we held each other. In between kissing and declarations of affection we just rested in each other’s arms. We spent the rest of the night making love to each other, taking turns bringing each other to orgasm and even trying out a 69 at one point. It was unforgettable.

 

 

 

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