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It began when I made her clothes disappear

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I smiled at her. "Hi," I said quietly. She glanced over at me, giving me a very cursory look-over
and a curt nod, saying nothing. I don't know whether she could tell by the way I looked at her that I found
her HOT, or if I simply wasn't good looking enough for her...or if she was simply a quiet girl, but that was
all I got. I sighed softly. That was the real bitch about being a lesbian. You might find the perfect girl,
but if her door didn't swing that way, the best you could hope for was a drunken one night stand and awkward
conversation from that point on.

"I wish you'd talk to me," I said, still not thinking about the fact I had the ring.

She turned her body toward me immediately. "Hey," she said with a suddenly friendly smile. "I'm
Alicia."

"Hi!" I replied, almost too eagerly. Now that I was able to get a good look at her without having
to sneak peeks, I realized she was far more attractive than I'd been able to see with simple glances. She had
straight black hair that hung down to mid-chest and mid-back with a few purple streaks thrown in amongst the
black to match her uniform. Her breasts were easily a D cup. She had stunning green eyes and full lips. "I'm
Joella, though most folks just call me Jo."

She spun a finger in her hair, playing with it absentmindedly. "I just moved here..first day of
school," she said glumly. "Woo-hoo.." I was staring at her chest. It was impossible for me not to. Alicia was
gorgeous. I mean, I was trying to make eye contact..but it was HARD. Christ, sometimes I'm more sex drive than
personality. (No wonder I'm single...well, that and a couple other reasons, which you'll probably find out
soon enough.) "It's a shame we don't go to the same school; it would be nice to actually have SOMEONE to talk
to," she added. She seemed to notice where my eyes were wandering and pulled her blazer a bit more closed. Not
all the way, but enough to hide the bulk of her chest. I quickly made a silent wish that we DID attend the
same school. I glanced down and saw we were now wearing matching uniforms, though I didn't have the blazer.
(Nor did I have amazing tits like hers.)

She blinked a couple of times in confusion, then hurredly added. "Oh shit..my bad..I guess we do.
Awesome." She smiled again, and it lit up her face. "I guess I'm not really that observant today."

I smiled back. "It's okay, I forgive ya." I patted her leg in a friendly manner, and then without
thinking about it, I just let my hand rest on her thigh. Immediately, she scooted away a few inches, her face
a mixture of shock and uncomfortability.

"Look..umm..I'm not into girls," she said. Her tone was almost apologetic. ALMOST. (Another
reason why I'm single..I have HORRID gaydar. Like seriously..If I like a girl, almost guaranteed she's
straight as an arrow. Meanwhile girls that I don't notice at all are coming out of the closet left and right.)

I let out a frustrated sigh. "I wish you were." In my frustration I'd forgotten about the ring. Of
course, I was immediately reminded of it by the sudden appearance of her hand on top of mine. It wasn't like
she was trying to hold my hand...she was just touching me in a casually friendly way.

"Let me rephrase that," she said. "I'm not into 'girls'" (she made airquotes around "girls")"The
ones that are all 'ooh, I'm bicurious' and will totally let you lick their slits at a slumber party and then
ignore you at school. I'm not into girls that want to just kiss and make out, but then go frigid the minute
clothes start coming off. I'm not into girls that think I'm the only one that's supposed to eat pussy in the
relationship, and I'm TOTALLY not into girls who simply want to try a three way because their boyfriend
secretly wants to fuck another girl." She smiled. "I AM into women, though."

I grinned. "Awesome." I leaned in to kiss her, only to find her pulling away.

"You're..not my type.." she said, sounding genuinely apologetic. "Sorry." Fuck..the story of my
life. It's another one of my drawbacks..that huge sex drive. I can't help it..I REALLY like girls. Like
practically any girl out there, I kind of want to have an experience with. I see them all looking happy with
their men, and I KNOW that I can make them cum harder with my tongue than their boyfriends or husbands do with
their cocks. I meet another lesbian, and I want to feel their bodies, learn their tricks, and show them the
ones that I know. I can't help it.

The problem is that I'm cute, but kind of plain. I'm not unattractive, but I'm far from head-
turningly gorgeous. I'm five feet, four inches tall. Short, but not cute and pixie petite like some folks get
into. I've got B cup breasts. Dead average size. Again, they're cute for me, but they're not going to get me a
date. I'm not mind blowingly curvy, not ridiculously thin..I've been told my light freckling is cute. I've
been told that my brown eyes are pretty..but I haven't had anyone get lost in them.

Meanwhile, Alicia is insanely hot. She's the sort of lesbian that can get the head cheerleader to
feel experimental. She's the type that gets a girl from curious to lesbian and dumping her boyfriend. She's
the sexy lesbian that every guy wants in his bed, never realizing that he's inviting trouble by letting his
girlfriend get her freak on 'just this one time'. And she's the sort that realizes she can have whoever she
wants. I've met those girls before. I've even been friends with them...but lovers? No, at least not more than
a one-nighter behind closed doors. The only difference between girls like Alicia and lipstick lesbians is that
a legit lesbian hottie will at least try and let you down a little easier.

"I wish you were," I say, kind of bitterly. This time, I haven't forgotten the ring. This wish is my
idea entirely.

Alicia immediately leans in closer to me. She wrapped a hand around the back of my neck and pulls
me toward her. "You're not my type...unless you use tongue on the first kiss," she said with a smile, then
pressed her soft lips against mine and immediately pushed her tongue into my mouth. Oh man...the kiss was
awesome. Fireworks were going off in my brain, and my heart was pounding. THIS. WAS. AWESOME!! Like seriously,
on the kiss scale, it was easily a nine. I swear, I almost came a little. It definitely got me insta-wet. That
kiss went on forever, I know..but it still didn't feel long enough when we stopped. It was damn near
perfection in kiss form.

"I wish you'd skip school with me." I stood up, already knowing what her answer would be.

"Sounds like a plan," she said, asking "So..where to?"


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