A Journey of Sexual Discovery
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End of Part 2:
We hugged, sealing our special new relationship. "I promise I won't say a word. I might still have a problem though in the gym showers. I really like looking at other nude girls. It's exciting for me." I told her.
"Same here. What should we do if one of us is attracted to another girl and want to have sex with them? Would we be jealous of each other? I wouldn't because I know we are exploring our sexuality."
"I feel the same Marie. For now, let's just keep on with what we've started. I know there is so much more for us to learn." I explained.
"Well, I need to get home now. I had such a nice time with you this afternoon and I want to get together again soon!" Marie told me.
"Yes, oh yes. I can't wait." I replied.
We then went downstairs and I walked out with her to her car. She started it up and drove off down the street, honking and waving at the same time. I knew that we would be doing much more exploring, and soon.
Part 3: I didn't hear from Marie for a few days. I wondered to myself if perhaps she'd changed her mind about our intimacy. I chalked it off to her being busy, she had a lot of irons in the fire, so to speak. She is active in school, cheerleading, church and Girl Scouts. Me? I had lots of free time. My parents are cool enough, for parents that is, especially my mom. She'd taken time to teach me thoroughly about the changes I went through during puberty. She did it in such a sweet caring way that I'll always appreciate her for it. Dad, for his part, had told about teenage boys and how the only thing on their collective minds was girls, girls, beer and cars. (Yes, in that order too.) He said be careful, because boys around my age all they want is to kiss and `feel up' girls and try to have sex with them. He said he knew this well since he was a teenage once! We both laughed together at that confession. I knew in my heart that he was telling these things because he really loved me, I was his only daughter. He wanted me to be careful too, because the AIDS crisis around the world was on nearly every sexually active human being. He told me that even though he knew I was on the `pill', that if I should ever decide to have sex with a boy, to be sure and use a condom. (He called them rubbers.) The first week of October came and the weather was starting to shift cooler, leaves changing colors along with cold breezes from the north. On October 8th, I was going to take my driving test. I had turned 16 the previous year on November 15th. I had been enrolled in school late when I was younger, that's why I was older than most sophomore students at school. When the day finally arrived, Dad took me down to the State of Kansas License Bureau. He dropped me off leaving the car, telling me he was going to the bank, and see a friend of his for coffee. Mom had followed in the other car picking him up. I aced the written test, impressing the examiner! Then it was time for the actual driving test. I did pretty good, except I botched the parallel parking part a couple of time. The examiner he was cool about it telling me that nearly everyone messed up that part of the exam. He said with practice I would get better. Anyway, I passed with an 85% score on the driving test. I was so excited. I waited while they processed the paperwork, taking my photo, laminating the license, etc. I called mom at home telling her the good news! She was so happy along with me. I hear dad in the background hollering "Atta girl! That's my Sherry!" Mom told me to go ahead and drive on home since I had the car, I was already covered by their insurance. Excitedly, I started the car, my hands a little sweaty. I sat there in the car for a few moments trying to calm down. The examiner came outside with another person taking their driver test. He looked at me smiling. "Hey! You'd better get going. That car ain't gonna drive itself now. Be careful though and don't get too cocky!" He smiled and laughed he got into a car. So, I drove all my myself for the first time. I was in heaven, so free and alive! I got home around ten minutes later, in the driveway was a car I've never seen before. A white Volkswagen Rabbit, it looked used to me. I parked the car and went in the house. I saw mom and dad sitting at the kitchen table. Dad was grinning from ear to ear and mom greeted me with a big hug. "Whose car is that in the driveway?" I asked. "Well, it's yours! You're a big girl now and we thought you would appreciate your own car." Dad told me, with a big smile again. I ran over and hugged him with all I had. He went oof and hugged me back. "Oh, thank you both so much. I never even dreamed you guys would buy me a car." I said with enthusiasm. "It was you Mom's idea, we discussed it. It just made sense, especially since you make good grade and are responsible." Dad told me. "Besides, I found out through the years never to argue with you mom since she always wins anyway!" "Oh, quit that!" Mom said as she came over to hug me also. "Now there's two things you'll need to learn. One, is how to put oil and gas in the car, and the other is how to change a flat tire. Your dad will teach you about these tomorrow." "Cool! I think I can handle that... maybe." I said grinning wide. "Just kiddin', I know I can handle it!" We sat down for a late lunch and afterward I went out and looked over the car. It was two years old, I love blue, one of my favorite colors. The interior was a light camel color, it had air conditioning too. I went up to my room and grabbed a few things to make it over with `my touch' so to speak. Dad knocked on my door jamb, he smiled as he handed me the car keys and copies of the insurance and registration. "Be sure to that paperwork in the glove box, just in case you need it." He advised. "Oh, here's something else you might like." He handed me a paper sack and in it was one of those air fresheners that hang from the rearview mirror. "Okay I won't forget. Thank you for the little air freshener too." As I hugged him again. He such a great dad, better than most really. "Oh Dad?" I asked, "Where am I going to park? There's only room for two cars in the driveway." "Just park it in the street next to the driveway. It should be fine there." He replied. I went downstairs and went out to my car. Hung up the air freshener, put the paperwork in the glove box and the laid an Afghan coverlet on the back seat. Mom came outside and she gave two seat covers for the front seats. That was neat, to keep the seat's fabric from getting dirty or stained. I went inside and called Marie but she wasn't home. So, I called Missy to see what she was up to. She was so excited when I told her about my car. "Wow! That's great! When do I get to see it?" She asked. "Well, how about later tonight? My parents are going to Kansas City for a dinner dance. They won't be home until maybe one or two in the morning. We could go by the Vista Drive-In and get some burgers for dinner?" "Sounds good. Tell you what, my treat since it's a celebration for you getting your license and a car too!" She said all excited. "Okay... wow! How about I pick you up around six? Sound good to you?" "That will be perfect, see ya then Sherry!" I told mom and dad the plans I had, they were cool about it. Dad gave me some money just in case. He told me the car had a full tank of gas in it and try not to use it all up in one night. I got ready, taking a long leisurely bath. I made sure I was clean from head to toe, taking special care for my private parts. I had a hunch that Missy and I might just be doing more than having burgers and fries tonight. I used my mom's Cashmere Bouquet soap, it smelled so feminine. I dressed in a short jeans skirt, Nike shoes, green sleeveless blouse and no bra. I also wore my special silk panties, which are emerald green. They feel so sheer and comfy on my special area. Mom and dad headed to Kansas City around five o'clock. I put some of mom's white musk oil on. It smells so earthy. I drove over to Missy's house, arriving around six pm. She came bouncing out to the car in a blue skater's skirt, cut-off tank top to match her skirt with Adidas tennis shoes. I noticed she wasn't wearing a bra either, her titties bounced when came bouncing out to the car. She got in squealing and giggling, looking me over and my car. She smelled so nice, she was wearing White Linen parfum'. I just love that stuff, but it's expensive. Once we got to Vista, I had the Vista burger with fries and a strawberry malt (I felt like splurging for this occasion.) Missy had the shrimp basket and fries with a large Coke. We ate and talked for what must have been an hour. When we got up to leave, we saw some of the guys from the football team. They were walking in, gave us a couple of wolf whistles and hoots! We both giggled and headed for my car. We drove around for a while, mostly down 23rd street and Massachusetts street. After a while we got bored with that and went to Centennial Park to sit outside on the park benches while the sun set. "Well Sherry, what should we do now?" Missy asked. "We could go to my house. My parents won't be home until after midnight." "Cool, sounds like fun." She said as she squeezed my hand. When we got to my house, we went up to my room. Sitting on the bed we talked about what a special day I had and about those silly boys who whistled at us. "I had a nice time so far Missy, thank you for dinner." "Oh, certainly. I see you went braless tonight same as me. We must have been thinking the same thing." "I just like the unrestrained feeling of no bra, Missy. Your tits really shape out that tank top. No wonder the boys were whistling at us!" I said giggling. "Now, tell me about yourself and where did you move from?" "Well before I moved here with my folks, I lived in Wichita. He worked for Boeing Aircraft and then he got a teaching job offer from the KU school of engineering. He's always wanted to teach, so we moved. I have a younger brother named Robert, he's 10 and a constant pest, in my opinion. I also belonged to the Camp Fire Girls chapter. That was a lot of fun, I made several close friends as a member." "Cool! How do you like Lawrence so far? It's a lot smaller than Wichita." "It's pretty neat. I like that it's a college town. There sure are a lot of beer bars here, must be for the college students, I guess. Sherry, I have to tell you something sorta personal. I really like you, you're very pretty, I hope we can get to be real close friends. Anyways, one of my friends from Camp Fire, her and I became intimate, ya know sexually." I was somewhat surprised, but not that much. She seemed so friendly to me in the past that I wondered if she was interested in me that way. "Okay. Did you like being sexual with another girl. Well, I guess you did or you wouldn't have done it. What's it like? What things did you two do together? How long did you two be intimate together?" "My goodness... so many questions!" She giggled, blushing. "Well, it all started about two years ago, just before my fourteenth birthday. She asked me over for a sleepover and one thing led to another. Before I knew it, we both were naked in her room, feeling each other's body. She was more experienced, she told me she had been intimate with several girls since she was about nine years old. She taught me a lot about girls having sex together, oh my, it's so good ya know." "Oh... so you think that you might want to be intimate with me then? Have you thought about it?" I asked her. "Yes, it's been on my mind ever since I first saw you that day in class when I handed you the note. You're very attractive Sherry. Very sexy, in my eyes too." She said as her hand reached over to stroke my thigh. Her hand was soft and warm. "What did she show you the first time? I mean... uh... did you two finger each other... and stuff like that?" I asked in a curious tone. "Yes, but we started off slowly. I'm sorry Sherry, I didn't mean to freak you out or anything like that." She said softly. "Oh... not... really... I guess. I am curious ya know. Shouldn't we get naked or something like that?" I asked, barely able to believe what I just said to her. Smiling at me, she reached over and began to unbutton my blouse. Before I knew it, she had slipped it off and gently ran her warm hands over my tits, gently caressing them. Then she looked at me smiling. "Okay now Sherry, it's your turn." I understood what she meant, so I reached over and pulled the short tank top off, watching it catch on the pert nipples of her firm upturned tits. My hands went to them, softly feeling them. They were firm and very warm, her skin is so soft. The scent of White Linen became more pronounced. She sighed. "That's a good girl. C'mon, let's stand up." She said, reaching out to pull me to my feet as she stood up. "Oh... yeah... right." I stood up with her gentle encouragement. She pulled me close and our bare chests pressed against the other. She was so warm, her parfum was pleasant. Her firm tits pressed against me, I could feel her nipples nudge mine. We caressed for a while. Our breathing somewhat labored. She then reached down and loosened my skirt, letting it fall to my feet. Kneeling she slipped my feet out of the skirt and then removed my shoes and socks, just leaving me standing there in my green silk panties. "Oh Sherry! I love those panties. Are they silk? They feel like it." She cooed, running her hands over them feeling their fabric. "They are... I'm glad you like them. They're a gift from my mom when I turned sixteen." I said as I stepped to her. My hands found the button and zipper of her skater skirt, loosening them I let them fall down. Following her example, I knelt down to remove lift her feet off the skirt, then I removed her shoes and sock too. She had on a red pair of skimpy bikini panties. The thin strip of cloth wedged into the fleshy outer lips of her ample pussy.