ROBERTA AWAKES Chapter 16
/lesbian/highschool /bisexual/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. From this chapter on, things get bisexual as opposed to strictly lesbian.
***************************************************************** * 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 16 - Roberta's Birthday Present
Roberta and Jean were lovers from Senior year on. After graduation, they went out together several times a week. While Jean had a steady boyfriend, boys didn't really turn Roberta on.
Roberta was happy with Jean who turned her on. Jean was happy with Roberta, who she found out was the best pussy eater in town,. Jean took advantage of Roberta's voyeuristic tendencies. She knew how turned on Roberta got by looking at pretty girls. She loved teasing and getting Roberta hot, because Roberta then gave her a better time when they got home.
One Friday it was Roberta's birthday. They had made a date to go out. Jean rang Roberta's doorbell, and waited. Roberta answered the door, dressed in a sexy black pleated miniskirt, with a red blouse, and a gold necklace. She was in a sexy mood, so she wore nylons and a garter belt, with no panties, and black high-heeled shoes. Jean had on a pleated white mini-skirt and black crotchless nylons pantyhose. She had a sweater on, but no bra. She had a big red bow tied around her waist, just above her hips. As they hugged and kissed, Roberta pulled Jean close. She rubbed herself against Jean's breasts and put her hand on the back of Jean's skirt.
"I've got a present for you.." Said Jean, kissing Roberta. "Go ahead. See what's underneath. Open it.".
While they kissed, Roberta's untied the bow. Her hands moved down Jean's back and she pulled her ass into her so she could do her favorite rubbing trick. Slipping lower, her hands went under Jean's dress.
Roberta liked the feel of Jean's silky pantyhose. She rubbed it all over with both hands, while they kissed, and she knew she was getting all turned on. Roberta rubbed against Jean's leg while she massaged her ass. Finally her hand moved way to the back, where she discovered Jean was naked on her rear end.
"Oooh. My god, Jean. You're wearing crotchless pantyhose. Mmmh. For me? You know how hot that gets me."
She brought her hand under the front of Jean's skirt, and while they kissed, stroked her nylon thigh. Then Roberta moved her hand right onto the front of Jean's pussy. She rubbed her fingers through Jean's pubic hair while they continued to kiss. This got her hotter. Finally, she couldn't help it anymore, and she slid a finger down into Jean's pussy.
As they continued to kiss and hug, Jean slipped a hand under Roberta's dress, and rubbed her nylon-clad legs. "Two can play this game, darling". Working upwards, she came to Roberta's naked pussy. "Ah, ha. No pantyhose or panties. I should have guessed. Mmmh. That's my little lover. Can't wait to go out can she. But wants to leave herself open for options, huh?"
Jean rubbed up and down over Roberta's pubic hair, then down to her clit. Jean kissed Roberta harder. As Jean felt Roberta's moistness build, she inserted a finger into her pussy, moving it around gently.
Roberta moaned into Jean's mouth. "Oooh, don't baby. You know that'll get me off. You keep doing that and we won't be going anywhere tonight". They kissed for another minute, before breaking it. Both panting, and very hot and wet.
"OK, where do you want to go tonight on your birthday?" Jean asked.
"I don't know. Got any ideas?", Roberta said.
"Well. You've made me awfully horny. Now its my treat for your present. How about doing something we never do. Something daring and hot. Let's go to a male strip-club. I think we could just put our hands under our skirts while nobody is looking, and have a little fun while we watch them dance".
Roberta looked puzzled, almost pouting.
"What's the matter, you don't like strip clubs?"
"I don't know", said Roberta. "I've never been to one. Does it have to be male".
"Oooh, come here my hot little baby. I'm sorry. I forgot." She hugged Roberta and kissed her again, pressing her body against hers. "What kind of a strip club would you like to go to, my horny little lover? Wait, let me guess", Roberta said, looking down into Roberta's eyes.
Jean put her tongue in Roberta's mouth. Roberta pressed gently against Jean's leg.
"I bet I know what would get you hot. You don't want to see male strippers, huh? No big cocks bulging against their little outfits?" She kissed Roberta again.
"Uuh, uuh. No." moaned Roberta, grinding a little harder into Jean's leg.
"OK, Let's think. You want to go to a strip club, but not men ... hmmm. But you want it to be daring... and hot. Yes let's not forget hot" Jean again forced her tongue into Roberta's mouth.
"Oooh, God. Jean, please stop" Roberta panted, continuing to press herself into her lover.
" I know. I know what my little lover wants for her present. Oooh... what a naughty little girl you are, aren't you. I bet my little slut wants to see some girls, doesn't she?".
Jean pushed her tongue more forcefully into Roberta's mouth, and pulled her ass so she was tight against Jean's leg. Roberta started moaning and grinding herself desperately into Jean's leg.
"You want to go to a girl's strip joint, don't you, Roberta? But wait, that might make me jealous. Would you look at them instead of me?" She kissed Roberta harder. Roberta was clearly in heat now.
"Well, it's your birthday. If you want to be a naughty girl, I guess it's your treat. Is that what you want to do? Do you want to see the girls show you their tits and pussies? Let's see if that's what you want".
She put her hand under Roberta's skirt and rubbed her clit. "God, your absolutely soaking, baby. That's it, I guessed it. You want me to take you to see some naked girls. Kiss me hard, lover".
"How would you like them baby. Young?
"Mmmmhh."
"Big tits? Small tits?"
"Ooooh, Jean, don't."
"Long legs Roberta? The kind you could rub off on?"
"Aahhh, Oooh" said Roberta.
"Do you like big nipples, baby?"
Jean continued to french kiss and rub Roberta's ass. Roberta was now moaning loudly.
"I know one thing".
"What's that", sighed Roberta.
"I don't think you care how their breasts look, or how long their legs are, do you."
"Huh, what do you mean?" asked Jean. John slipped her tongue deep into Jean's mouth.
"What I mean, lover is you don't care as long as they show you their big wet pussies... big wide, open, wet pussies, with a big clit. That's all you need, isn't it?" Roberta said.
With that she stuck two fingers forcefully into Roberta's pussy and started jacking her off.
"Oooh, oooh, no. Oh, God Jean. Yes. I want to see the young girls. Oh my god, I'm going to cum". With that, Roberta came violently, trembling in Jean's arms.
"Oh, God, Jean. That was too much. Why did you do that to me. I've never cum so hard in my life."
"I guess I know too many of your little secrets, huh". Jean kissed Roberta tenderly for a minute before saying, "OK, my little pussy lover, let's go find some little pussies to watch for you".
The two girls got into Jean's car, Roberta sliding over to the middle, with her arm around Jean. She enjoyed watching Jean drive, especially her watching her nylon clad legs as they moved up and down on the accelerator pedal and brakes. Watching legs usually got her pussy going as much as looking under dresses. They drove to the "Brass Nickel", a classy strip joint out of the county, which was know for girls stripping all the way, and sometimes doing more than that. (None of this "Pasty" stuff for us, as Jean said). It was Ladies Night, so they wouldn't look to strange going in there. Although, as classy as they were dressed, some of the men might have thought they worked there.
They walked through the door, and waited until their eyes grew accustomed to the light. Jean had her arm around Roberta's waist, with her hand on Roberta's hip, holding her close. There were a couple of other women there, some with men, but two tables had two women each. Roberta wondered if they were looking for men, or if they were as curious as she was about looking at the strippers. Jean pushed Roberta over to a table right in front of the stage.
"Not here", said Roberta, "it's too close".
"Sit down love. Better to see your prey." Jean told her. "You know you like closeups, darling. You can tell me if they really enjoy themselves or not."
"Jean!" said Roberta, embarrassed.
"OK, honey. I'm sorry. But remember, they don't know you. Don't be afraid to look as hard as you want. I'm serious about them enjoying it. I'm told that some of them actually get off doing this."
Roberta sat down, and said to Jean "Watch your skirt so the men don't look up it. We're not exactly covered up, you know.".
Jean laughed, and whispered to her, "You should talk my little cunt lover. Who is it that I found looking up my skirt that day in the library. The girls should be more afraid of you then of the men! It's a good thing I let you have your fun and look at me, wasn't it."
Roberta giggled. "I'm not that bad, am I".
"I don't know, sweetheart. Let's wait and see."
The announcer came on, telling everybody that the next dancer was "Long, Tall Sally". Sally came out, wearing a white evening gown, slit up the side. She was a gorgeous, tall blonde, with small breasts, big hips, and beautiful legs. She was bedecked in jewelry, and had long white gloves on her arms, like the girls who grace the Penthouse centerfold. She had white nylons, and very high heels. The men began to whistle, as the music started.
Jean moved closer to Roberta. She whispered, "So what do you think. Is she your type".
Roberta was nervous, but starting to feel another sensation as well. "I don't know. I'll tell you in a minute". The fact was, tall blondes were very much Roberta's type. She loved wide hips, and long legs. She also liked small breasts with big nipples.
The girl started a graceful bump and grind, slowly removing her gloves and twirling them around. She threw them to the men in the audience. She turned around, and with her hands on her hips, started a very sexy swaying of her rear end, her long leg stretched out to her right. While she did this, she looked over her shoulder sexily.
Roberta gasped. "Oh, my goodness."
"What's the matter, lover. Like nice rear ends, huh." Her hand went under the table onto Roberta's leg, which she noticed was moving back and forth gently.
"Uh, huh" Roberta answered.
"Like long legs, too, don't you?" Roberta's hand dropped over Jean's and pressed it firmly in response, almost pushing it into her crotch. Jean felt the warmth.
"You better believe it". Roberta almost didn't believe she said that.
"Yeah. I remember. You get off rubbing on girls legs, don't you baby?" said Jean.
"Oooh God. Jean. Don't. I mean, no. I mean yes. Mmmh. Yes, I like Long legs and tight asses."
"Yeah, but what about the part where you like to rub off on them?" whispered Jean.
"OK, OK. So I enjoy holding women." said Roberta.
"Enjoy isn't the only word that comes to mind, my little cum-buncher". Jean retorted.
The blonde then turned around and started unbottoning the top of her evening gown. She slowly peeled the straps off her shoulders, revealing her naked chest, with a white lacy "half-cup" bra. Her nipples were standing out over the cups. She peeled the dress down to her waist, and then danced around the stage bending over, and letting everybody spend time eyeing her breasts.
She came over near Roberta's table and looked down. A gleam came in her eye. She bent over, so her cleavage was even more accentuated, and looked directly at Roberta. She then reached up and played with her nipples, grabbing them between her thumb and index fingers, and rolling them until they became about and inch long. She licked her lips and stared right at Roberta as she did this.
Roberta's fingers started clenching Jean's hand tighter. "Oh, my God. Oooh Jean" was all Roberta could mutter.
Jean's fingers started lightly stroking Roberta's leg, and she whispered "I guess you like big nipples, too, don't you my pussy lover".
"Oooh, yes. Oh, honey lover, this is good. Very good" Roberta said. She was clearly getting horny now, and her legs were clenching together.
The dancer kept rubbing her nipples in front of Roberta. Then blew her a kiss, and danced away.
"I hope you can hold out. She's just started." Jean kidded.
Roberta blushed and said, "I hope I'm not too obvious?"
Jean turned to pretend to whisper, and licked Roberta's ear. "Go ahead, honey, enjoy yourself. This is your treat. I'm just having fun with you. If she turns you on, go for it. I think she likes you."
"Mmmmh, I will, don't worry" said Roberta, "She does turn me on. Alot".
Roberta rubbed the back of Jean's hand and pushed it lower on her leg, below her hemline. Jean got the hint, and slid her hand up under Roberta's dress. She gently rubbed the inside of Roberta's left thigh as the dance went on. Roberta's legs started opening slightly. Jean rubbed higher, until her hand was over the tops of Roberta's nylons. She played with Roberta's thigh, as Roberta started to groan and move her legs apart some more.
The dancer then unzipped the back of her dress and slipped it down over her hips. She had on a gorgeous satin white garter belt, white stockings, and nothing else. Roberta gasped. She was entranced.
Roberta stared between the blonde's legs. Sally was a natural blonde, with beautiful, light, long, fluffy pubic hair. Jean rubbed higher on the inside of Roberta's thigh.
Jean leaned over and whispered, "So what's the answer, sweetheart. Do you like blondes, you little pussy slut?"
"Oooh yes. Yes I definitely do" answered Roberta, as her legs opened and closed.
"Is this as good as that girl you told me about in high-school, that you apparently couldn't stop looking at without coming all over your (and her) hand?"
"I don't know. Maybe."
"Maybe? Well let's just see. How wet did that girl in high school get you? About a six on the ten-point scale when you first looked at her, wasn't it."
Roberta's hand slowly slid up all the way to Roberta's pussy. She moved her finger down over Roberta's slit. She found Roberta already had her right hand down there.
"Why you little sneak. Couldn't wait for me huh?." Jean asked.
"Mmmmhh," Roberta sighed.
Roberta's lips were wide and open, and she was soaking wet.
Jean whispered "Hmmm. Looks to me that you're wetter now than you were then"
Roberta moaned, and rubbed her wet pussy more on Jean's hand, while staring at the blonde pussy about ten feet away.
"Roberta, honey. I'd say you were way up there, probably around an eight on the juice- meter." Jean stroked Roberta's clit some more. Roberta opened her legs, letting her skirt ride up to her hips. She didn't really care who could see her. Her pussy was clearly available to Jean's probing hand.
"Oooh, God. Jean, don't. OK, Yes. I'm getting hot. Oh yes. This is definitely better than the high school. But nothing I can't control."
The blonde turned around and bent over at the waste. Her asshole and pussy was staring Roberta right in the face. Roberta gasped, and her legs clamped down on Jean's hand, then opened again. Several times in succession. Then she ground her slit up and down Jean's finger.
"Hot isn't the word for what you are, you little slut. Look at that pussy. Like that?"
"Mmmm, Hmmm"
"She's showing you her ass, too. Or didn't you notice. Oh, I know better. I know you noticed. Did you see her nice little puckered asshole. Or were you concentrating on her pussy."
"Oh, God, Jean. Don't. Please."
The dancer came up stage and got on the floor on her knees only two feet in front of Roberta's table. She parted her legs widely, and bent over backwards.
"Oooh, God, no". Roberta had a clear view right up her cunt. Her legs were spread wide. Her labia were very big and extended.
"Oooh. Oooh, Jean. Please.".
Jean started frigging Roberta rapidly now, rubbing her clit briskly.
"How's that lover. That feel good. Look between Sally's legs, baby. Go ahead. Like to look between her legs, huh? Look at that pussy, Roberta. Tell me how hot she makes you".
"Oooh, Jean, oooh, Noo."
"Don't lie to me baby. Your pussy's doing the talking. Your now at ten on the wetness meter."
Roberta looked mournfully at Jean. Jean kissed her. Roberta tore her gaze back into the crevice between Sally's legs.
"Oooh, yes, Jean honey. Oh, yes, I like her pussy. God she's beautiful."
"Look at her pussy, baby. Look at those long legs. She's beautiful enough to make you cum hard, isn't she my little pussy lover. She's your little birthday present pussy." Jean now put her finger into Roberta's pussy and started finger-fucking her.
"Oooh, yes, Jean. Do that. While the girl shows me her pussy. Finger fuck me, baby."
At that moment., the blonde reached down and opened her pussy lips for Roberta. Opened them so Roberta could see deep inside her. Her clit was very large. She was wet... obviously enjoying it. She started playing with it.
"Aaagh, yes. Oh God, she's going to make me cum.. I can see her pussy lips. Her clit. Oh, God, she's playing with it. Jean, she's... oh my God, she's wet in there. Keep fingering me, Jean. Here comes. Aaaaaaagghhhhh..... Oooooohhhhhh... Oh, God, yes. What a pussy. Oh yes. Oh, she's beautiful. Oh my. Oh, that was great." Roberta's cum drenched Jean's hand and the chair, and the back of her skirts. Roberta was breathing rapidly and trying to calm down.
Jean leaned over and kissed her on the cheek as she continued to finger Roberta's slit until she was done.
By some miracle nobody appeared to have seen them.... except Sally. She blew Roberta a kiss and licked her finger as she got up and danced away. Roberta could see the cum leak out of Sally's pussy. Roberta was sure Sally did that on purpose, opening her pussy in front of her like that. She also could tell Sally had a minor orgasm doing it. She wondered why Sally enjoyed getting other girls hot. Oh, well. She was glad she did.
Jean asked, "Had enough?".
"Mmmhh. I don't know. Maybe. What about you?" and kissed Roberta soundly.
They sat there for a minute as Roberta recovered. Jean continued to stroke Roberta lightly. Roberta still watched Sally intently . Sally moved in front of Roberta and spread herself even more. Sally could clearly see Jean playing with Roberta. She looked under the table at Roberta's wet pussy and licked her lips. "I see you enjoyed my show?", she whispered. "I usually please my clients... Even the girls. How much did you like it?"
"She wants you to tip her, sweetheart," said Jean. Roberta reached for her purse and pulled out $10. She placed it up under Sally's bra. A tingle went through her, as she got a brief feel of Sally's hot nipple.
Sally moved over in front of the next table over. Also two more girls, a blonde and a very stunning brunette. The brunette was staring hard at Sally. The blonde was sitting very close to her, and was whispering something into her ear. Again, Sally got down on her spread knees, and leaned back, this time putting on her show for the brunette. Her pussy was stretched open. Roberta could see the eyes of the brunette were locked straight into the blonde dancer's cunt, just as hers had been. The brunette was flushed, and she appeared to be breathing heavily. The hand of the blonde was under the table, and her arm was visibly moving up and down.
Roberta looked down. The brunette's legs were splayed wide open, and her skirt was also up around her hips. Her panties were down around her knees. Her blonde friend was finger fucking her in open view.
"Jean. Look. That girl's playing with the brunette. She's trying to maker her cum."
"Why you sly little pussy looker. Leave it to you to find the girls pussies under the tables. " Mmmmh. I bet you like the side-show as much as the main event, don't you?"
"Mmmhh. Not bad." Jean and Roberta tongue-kissed.
"How do you like the brunette, Roberta?" asked Jean.
Roberta couldn't help herself. She looked back at the brunette's beautiful face, then down to her pussy.
Jean had not removed her hand from Roberta's pussy. Jean started stroking Roberta's clit again.
"Oooh, no Jean. I can't take anymore." said Roberta.
"Oh, I don't know, my little pussy slut. You look like you're enjoying the new show" said Jean.
"Oooh. Oooh, my god", said Roberta, as Jean rubbed her.
Roberta kissed Jean's ear and whispered "Go ahead, lover. This is your treat. Watch the brunette's pussy. Your second pussy of the night. Watch the blonde play with the brunette's pretty pussy. Bet you've never seen that before. Watch the pretty brunette cum all over her friend's hand."
"Oooh. Oooh my." Roberta started moving her hips starting to move visibly, along with the brunette.
Jean stuck her finger into Roberta and started to rub her "G-spot".
"Tell me how you like to watch the brunette get finger-fucked, Roberta. Come on, baby. You like to get finger fucked while you watch that don't you."
"Look what's getting the brunette off, Roberta. Sally's spreading her wet pussy for the brunette too. Just like she did for you, baby. Look, Sally's rubbing her clit again. This time for the brunette".
"Oooh. Oh, yes, baby. Frig me. Sally's cunt is so hot. Aaahh, yes. God, I love watching the brunette's pussy getting played with. The brunette's so cute. Her pussy is wide open and she's letting the blonde play with her."
"Go my little pussy watcher. Enjoy yourself baby. Like this, don't you. Oh, my, I feel your pussy starting to pump again. The brunette's not the only one letting another girl play with her, is she. You're addicted to it."
"Oh God, Jean. I'm going to cum again. Oh Jesus, Jean. Ooooh. Nooooh.".
"Go pussy slut. Watch the brunette's pretty pussy while you come all over my hand. Give the brunette a nice little present on my hand"
"Oooh, yes. God. I'm cuuuummmmiiiiinnnngggg... Aaaaagghhhhh. Ooooh. Ooh. Oh. Oh God" moaned Roberta as her cum again drenched Jean's hand and the chair.
Roberta lovingly licked all her cum off Jean's hand and fingers. They hugged and french kissed. Roberta forgot to let her skirt down. She looked over and noticed that the brunette girl was taking a good look at her pussy, as the blonde continued to finger fuck her. Smiling at the brunette, Roberta spread her legs more. The brunette started cumming violently, looking right at Roberta's pussy. When she came down, all flushed, she looked up at Roberta, and smiled weakly. "Thanks!", she mouthed.
"OK, baby, your turn", said Roberta to Jean.
"I don't think I'll get off like you did. Looking at girls has not been my addictions" said Roberta. "You're my addiction".
"Mmmh, I don't know. I don't think you've tried hard enough. Let's try."
The next dancer came out. She was a shapely black-haired beauty, dressed to kill in a latex bra and french-maid type skirt (cut just below her pussy). The bra had 3 thin latex straps, and black half-cups below. The top half was clear latex, framed by a lacy black border. The pleated skirt was also clear latex framed in lacy black.
"Mmmmh. Now that's interesting" said Roberta. "Better than some of my magazines. Relax Jean. Look closely." Roberta slid her left hand up Jean's mini-skirt and went right for the bare target. Yes, just as she thought, despite her protestations, Roberta was wet. She started rubbing against Jean's hand.
"Jean, give me your hand," said Roberta.
"What. Why?" Roberta asked.
"Just give it to me". Roberta took Jean's right hand, and put it under her skirt on top of Jean's hand. "Help me."
Roberta started moving her hand over Jean's fingers, and massaging them down into her pussy.
"Like that?" Roberta asked.
"Mmmh, nice. Do me honey." Jean replied.
"You're going to do it baby." Roberta switched, and put her hand on top of Jean's. Jean now had no choice but to stroke her pussy herself. Roberta rubbed Jean's hand sexily, as Jean started playing with herself.
"Show me what you used to do when you'd go home after our dates at night." Roberta said.
"Ooooh. Oh, Roberta. I'm playing with myself. You got me so hot."
Roberta hugged Jean and kissed her ears as her pleasure elevated.
She whispered, "Are you watching the show Jean. Look at that nice pussy. Look at those beautiful tits while you do that. You'll see why I like it so much."
Jean looked, as the black haired girl moved in front of her, and squatted down with her legs spread. The girl's pussy had huge lips. She opened it wide, and was obviously very wet. Jean was stroking faster. She couldn't believe it, she was looking at a wide open pussy. Her hips were flying wildly. It was too much. "Ooooh, no. I can't be getting excited looking at a pussy. Oh, my God. I can't believe I'm doing this. Oh Roberta, honey. Help me. Forgive me. Oh, God, she looks so good. Why are you doing this to me Roberta. Oh, baby, hug me. Oh, Roberta. I'm going to cum lover. Oooh.... Ooohh Roberta. She got me...off.... Aaaaggghhhh. Oh, shit. Ooooh that's good." Jean pulsed her cream into her palm, and continued to rub it up and down, back into her pussy as Roberta kept kissing her cheeks and ears.
"Mmmhh. That got you off good, didn't it my love. Now we can enjoy looking together. I think you've just graduated to full-fledged lesbian, tonight. Wanna go home and play some more?"
"God, yes. That was good Roberta. Happy birthday my horny, corrupting, little slut." With that they got up and left.