Organization: The American University, Washington DC
High School Days
Karen looked forward to her first day of high school. Finally, she wouldn't have to put up with the childish immaturity junior high. She wasn't worried about anything until she saw the building. It was dark and foreboding, and Karen found herself staring at it paralyzed by fear. Eventually her paralysis was broken by the feel of someone bumping into her from behind.
"Geez, kid! What's the matter with you, standing in the middle of the sidewalk like that?" Karen turned around to face the owner of the voice. It was a tall blonde girl, about sixteen years old. Something else to frighten fourteen year old Karen. "You just gonna stare at me, like a little freak?" Karen shook her head. "Good. I don't like people staring at me. Especially little freaks like you. Now, tell me your name."
"Karen," came the whispered reply.
"Alright, then Karen, you remeber this: don't upset me again or you'll be sorry." After issuing her threat, the blonde girl walked off. Karen watched her go. Another girl, this one Karen's age came walking up to Karen.
"Do you know how lucky you are? Betty's the meanest girl in this school." Karen nodded her head. "C'mon, don't be so scared. It ain't that bad. By the way, my name's Chritie."
"I'm Karen." Karen's fears were quickly forgotten as she talked with Christie. Everything was fine, until later that afternoon....
"Mr. Mendoza, may I go to the bathroom?" asked Karen.
"Yes." Karen hurriedly walked out of the room and down the hall to the bathroom. She opened the bathroom door and there stood Betty, fixing her hair in front of a mirror. Karen steeled herself and walked into the bathroom. She got as far as the first stall when Betty turned around.
"Hello, there little girl," said Betty. "You know I think I let you off a little too easily, earlier." Karen gulped, as Betty walked up to her. "You're a pretty little girl, Karen. And arrogant. It's time you learned a little lesson." Betty gently cupped a hand around Karen's crotch. She then brought her face up close to Karen's face. Karen could smell Betty's perfume. She was beginning to feel very dizzy. Betty stuck out her tongue and touched it to Karen's lips. The hand between her legs began moving slowly back and forth. Karen felt new and wonbderful sensations awakening. Betty kissed Karen. The kiss continued as Betty used her hand to pull open Karen's blouse, sending the buttons flying. Karen had on a girlish white bra, that just concealed her developing breasts. The kissing continued as her bra was unsnapped and hands began fondling the exposed breasts. Girl's hands. Karen had always thought it would be a guy's hands that felt her breasts first, but she liked the softness of the hands that touched them, pinching the erect nipples.
Betty broke off the embrace and stood back, surveying Karen. Karen stood there, braless, her blouse wide open. Betty removed the blouse and took off her sweater. She wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts were fully developed and huge compared to Karen's. "Now, the fun begins," said Betty. She removed the rest of Karen's clothes, leaving Karen standing in the middle of the bathroom, completely naked. Karen's vagina only had a small tuft of pubic hair, and her slit was still rather small, but very inviting. Betty kneeled down and thrust her face between Karen's legs. God, she loved the taste of a virgin. She never thought it possible for a girl to get this wet. Betty gently teased Karen's clit, causing a moan to escape the other girl's lips. She quickly brought Karen to orgasm, and then stood up and removed the rest of her clothes.
Karen looked at Betty's vagina clearly impressed. It was covered with a neatly trimmed bush of blonde hair and the slit was wide enough for a tongue and two fingers. "Kneel down, little girl, and lick!" Karen wordlessly obeyed...