ROBERTA AWAKES Chapter 13
/lesbian/highschool
Posted to the Nifty Archive by Susan Cray (gscray@uxa.ecn.bgu.edu).
95% of this story is strictly lesbian, with the last few chapters featuring contact with a man. The remaining chapters in this story contain contact with a man, you have been warned....
***************************************************************** * This was inspired by a story posted last year, of a bisexual * wife. That story appears, 'embellished', in the last chapter. * Many thanks to the author of that nice story. * * It is based on many of my own real experiences and * fantasies. I would appreciate any POSIITIVE feedback. * If you don't enjoy it, I apologize. That's why there are * different things here... something for everyone. * * Permission is granted to post this, free, on Internet Usenets * or in free story archives, PROVIDED, the author's name * and E-Mail address are kept intact. Permission is NOT * granted for Commercial use without written permission * of the author. * * copyright(1996 Michelle B xx09456@anon.penet.fi ****************************************************************
Chapter 13 - Voyeur
My wife was really turned on by one girl named Jean, who is still her best friend and also her lover. They met by accident. The story is pretty straightforward.
Roberta's fetish with girls had gotten the better of her. She was constantly looking at them and fantasizing. The same as most boys do. Exactly the same. Her fantasies centered on what they looked like beneath their pretty clothes. Roberta had an advantage over the boys, however. She looked so innocent, she would not easily be suspected of anything strange at all.
Roberta had a tremendous compulsion look at a girl's tits through their shirt buttons or loose arm holes. Whenever possible, she would also try to peek at their legs and under their dresses. Like a boy, she would follow a cute girl in a short skirt up the escalator at the mall, and squeeze her legs together as she admired the view. After a day at the mall, the front of her jeans were quite damp. Usually nothing eventful happened during these innocent adventures.
One day Roberta was at the library. A new girl walked by, tall, with Farrah Fawcet styled reddish blonde hair. She wore a tight, black, leather wraparound miniskirt and had on a sheer white blouse, with several top buttons undone. Her breasts were a good 34-B. As with most girls these days, her sleeveless blouse was cut high. This plus the low-slung mini dress, showed off her hips and tummy to any who cared to look. She had nice big hips and a rounded ass... the kind that gave Roberta's pussy a twinge. Her name was Jean.
As she walked by Roberta, a book slipped out of her arms. Jean turned back around, facing toward Roberta and stooped down to pick it up. Her knees fell open, exposing her sheer white panties to Roberta for several seconds. The heat immediately hit Roberta's pussy. Fortunately, she had worn a wraparound plaid skirt. Roberta made sure she wasn't noticed as her right hand silently stole underneath, and gently pressed into that sensitive spot in front of her panties. "Ooooh." Roberta sighed. Her legs clenched her finger, as she replayed this historic victory.
Just then the blonde came back. She walked over to the next study table and sat down facing Roberta. No boys being around, she didn't do it properly, and her miniskirt was not pulled down... her panty covered bottom sat right in the wooden chair directly opposite Roberta. Roberta had a very clear view of this under the table. As Jean opened her notebook, she casually crossed her left leg over her right. Her whole leg and left side of her panties were visible, as was a cleft of white panty between her legs.
"Ooooh" sighed Roberta, "this could be interesting." Turning her head from one side to the other, Roberta made sure nobody else was around. The blonde was intent on her work. Roberta's horniness compelled her to do a risky thing and continue to finger herself up and down her panty slit. She was confident in the risk.
Roberta pulled her wraparound off her right leg and opened her legs up a little bit for a little better access. Her panties were on display now too. She quite vividly stroked the front of her cunt, and started getting wetter and wetter. "Mmmmh, she's hot. Look at those legs and that ass," she thought.
The blonde then nonchalantly leaned back and uncrossed her legs. They were wide open. Her panties were pulled tight into her slit, which was outlined clearly. Her pubic hair was visible through them.
"Oh" Roberta thought, "very nice, sweetheart. Show it to me. Show me your hot slit." Roberta moved her finger inside her panty leg and pushed it inside, looking around quickly again to make sure she was safe. "God, I'm hot. Keep your legs open baby. Oh that's sooo nice. You don't even know it, but your cunt is going to get me off." Roberta finger fucked herself unabashedly. She was in her own world now. Her cream was dripping down her ass until she could feel it's stickiness.
Suddenly, the blonde looked up. Roberta jumped, and slammed her legs shut while looking away. She blushed profusely. Too late. Her hand was still down there and her skirt was pulled way up. She glanced up. The blonde had caught her. After a heartpounding pause, Jean gave Roberta a big smile and licked her lips. The blonde stared straight into Roberta's eyes, slumped down and opened her legs further. She looked down indicating that Roberta should continue to focus her attention between her legs. Roberta needed no further hints. She opened her legs back up to the blonde's gaze and resumed finger fucking herself. The blonde watched Roberta's hand grinding into her pussy. Her own mound moved up and down provocatively. Jean held up two fingers, in sign language. Roberta again understood, and stuck two fingers inside her pussy . It was too much. "Ooooh God, what a sexy cunt. She's letting me look at her. She's going to make me cum. Oooh. aaagghhh. My pussy can't take it much longer... Spread it, sweetheart.. Oh, I'm cumming. What a beautiful display." Roberta sprayed the chair with cum as she bucked her hips and continued to frig herself. Finally relieved, she fell back in the chair, gave one last stroke, pulled her fingers out, and licked them clean. She remained with her legs open, laying back for a few minutes.
When she lifted her head up, the blonde was heading over to her table. "Oh no." Roberta thought. What will I tell her. I shouldn't have done that."
"Hi beautiful" said the blonde. "My name's Jean, and that was quite a show you put on. I know you're nervous. Relax. No need to say anything. I guess I should have been a little more delicate in sitting down... but I didn't see any boys around. Little could I have known, huh?. I've never had a girl get off looking at me before. That was hot. Somehow I'm not offended. In fact, I'm going to have to go home and do something for myself now. Here's my phone number. Call me if you want to come and see me again." Oh those double meanings!
With that, beautiful hips turned and walked away.