Sapphic Beauty

Sapphic Beauty

Copyright Ethyr 2004.

Email: ethyr@dark-omens.com Website: http://www.ethyr.dark-omens.com

This story describes explicit sexual acts between young females. If that offends you, go away. Now.

Chloe brushed a lock of her long, blonde hair out of her eyes, and looked around. Everyone, it seemed, was having fun.

Apart from her.

She wished fervently, and not for the first time, that she had never accepted the party invitation. Stayed at home with her computer. And Tabatha, her cat. If it had been solely her decision she would have, but her mum was always keen to encourage any form of social activity, especially after the move. Oh well. She was here, so she might as well occupy herself...

Chloe scanned the room, her eyes eventually settling on a girl with red hair who was standing by the window, chatting animatedly with her Asian friend. She was wearing a short black dress and strappy black high heels, which contrasted with her pale skin perfectly. As she half turned, still deep in conversation, Chloe discovered that she wore no bra, the outline of her nipples faintly visible under the thin black material. Chloe began to daydream, imagining how it would feel to slip her hands underneath the dress, and caress the girl's firm breasts...

Abruptly, the girl swung round and looked Chloe straight in the eye. Chloe jerked herself out of her fantasy with a start and looked away, blushing a deep crimson. She prayed silently that the girl had not noticed her checking her out. The last thing she wanted was for her sexual preference to become public again, like in her last school. The constant mocking and harassment was definitely something she could do without. Thinking back, she remembered the torture of each and every school day. Not even the teachers were sympathetic, preferring to ignore her and let the torment continue. She had endured it for three long years, before her father's new job had caused the family to move away.

Chloe was sixteen, and she had never been kissed by anyone except her family.

The memories brought tears to her eyes, and suddenly she was sick of it all. The party, the other girls happily chatting to their boyfriends, life, everything. The tears welled up as she walked quickly out of the room and down the hallway to the front door. She was fumbling with the catch when a quiet voice spoke.

'Why are you leaving?'

Chloe turned and saw the pretty redhead standing before her. This is it, she thought. She noticed me looking at her, and now she's come to confront me. Soon, everyone will know I'm a lesbian, and it'll be just the same as before... The tears came readily now, running down her cheeks in glistening streams. If only I hadn't come to this stupid party! If only I'd stayed at home! She turned again and reached for the door handle, but a hand on her arm stopped her.

'Don't cry,' the redhead said softly. 'It'll be okay.' She put her arms round Chloe, and held her close as she continued to sob. 'My name's Alyson,' she said. 'What's yours?'

'Chloe,' replied Chloe miserably.

'Well Chloe, come with me, and we can talk about whatever is making you upset, and maybe I can help you feel better.' Chloe nodded unhappily, and allowed herself to be led back down the hallway, to the stairs, where they met a tall girl whom Chloe recognized as Rachel, the hostess.

'Hey Rach, do you mind if we go upstairs for a bit? This is Chloe, and she's a little upset.'

'Okay, no problem. Just try not to make too much of a mess, my parents are back tomorrow!' She turned to go, but Alyson stopped her.

'Oh, and Rach?'

'Yeah?'

'I think we could do with a drink.'

'Oh, okay... I'm sure there's wine around here somewhere... Ah. Here it is. Some glasses, too.' She handed the bottle to Alyson, and winked. 'Have fun.'

Have fun? What did she mean by that, wondered Chloe, but before she could ponder it further Alyson had taken her hand and was leading her upstairs. They sat down on the bed, and Alyson poured two drinks.

'Here. It'll make you feel better.'

'Thanks.'

Chloe didn't usually drink alcohol, but she accepted it anyway. The two girls sat in silence for a few minutes, drinking. Slowly, Chloe began to feel better. She finished the cup, and placed it on the dresser. Alyson did the same.

'So, are you going to tell me why you were so upset?' asked Alyson. 'I'm guessing it has something to do with the way you were looking at me earlier, right?'

Chloe started.

'You... you noticed?' she stammered.

'Of course! I think I can tell when someone's checking me out!' Alyson laughed mischievously, and looked straight at Chloe. Chloe looked back, and, staring into Alyson's deep, dark brown eyes, she found herself telling her story, of how she discovered from an early age that she was attracted to girls, and how she was ostracized at school because of it.

When she had finished, both girls were silent. Then, slowly, slowly, Alyson moved closer to Chloe, closer, closer, until at last their lips were touching. They kissed, passionately yet tenderly. For Chloe, it was her first kiss, and she was finding it a very enjoyable experience. She overbalanced and fell backwards on the bed, with Alyson on top of her, still kissing, their tongues entwined...

After what seemed like an eternity, Alyson pulled out.

'Alys-' began Chloe, but she was silenced by Alyson's finger on her lips. She drew the blonde girl towards her, then started to pull Chloe's t-shirt over her head. Chloe, still shocked by what had happened, sat there in a blissful stupor as the redhead undressed her. Chloe's t-shirt was flung into the corner, revealing a lacy white bra that Alyson undid with arousing skill, fondling Chloe's shelf as she did so. A slight gasp escaped Chloe's lips as her breasts were exposed. Giggling, Alyson leaned forward and began to stimulate Chloe's already erect nipples with her tongue.

Oh God, thought Chloe. Oh God, oh God, oh-

Alyson switched breasts, swirling her tongue faster and faster, while her hands reached for Chloe's skirt. She slowly pulled it up, revealing sheer lacy panties to match the bra, and smoothly planted kisses down Chloe's flawless chest, stopping between her legs. Chloe's breathing became heavier as Alyson traced a line around her pussy with a finger. They kissed again, their tongues flirting. Chloe unconsciously pulled her skirt up even further. All she could think about was Alyson.

Alyson.

Beautiful, beautiful Alyson. Chloe was in heaven as the redhead slowly slipped her fingers underneath her panties, softly, slowly, pulling them down, brushing them against her thighs. Her underwear gone, Chloe spread her legs slightly. She wasn't sure if it was the alcohol or just the sheer exhilaration, but she felt little inhibition as Alyson slipped a finger into her tight pussy.

'Ohh...' she breathed. Alyson, rotating the single finger, quickly added another, and started massaging Chloe's breast with her free hand. Chloe felt like she was rising, always rising, with the feeling inside her escalating by the second. She moaned, softly at first, but increasing in volume. Alyson, realising Chloe was about to experience the first orgasm of her life, went in for the kill. Finding Chloe's exposed clit, she flicked it. Chloe was sent up and over the edge. She screamed with pleasure as the waves of her orgasm swept through her body. The force was so great she blacked out, lying motionless on the bed with a euphoric smile on her face.

Chloe awoke to find they were no longer alone.

Rachel and Alyson. Locked in an embrace right next to her on the bed.

Rachel's long, swirling hair was jet black, contrasting with Alyson's slender, pale hand running through it. Rachel's hands were hidden beneath Alyson's skirt, caressing her upper thigh. It soon became apparent that neither girl was wearing underwear, and as Rachel pulled Alyson's skirt up to reveal a shaven pussy, Chloe was mesmerised by how beautiful it looked. One hand crept down her stomach and came to rest between her legs as Rachel moved her head down to Alyson's pussy and began to lick. Slowly at first, but building in intensity. Alyson moaned and her hands grasped Rachel's head, pulling it into her cunt. She loved the feeling of a tongue deep inside her. As Alyson's sensual moaning grew louder, Chloe, watching intently, felt instinct take over as the hand between her legs began to move.

Alyson, now very near her orgasm, locked her legs around Rachel's back, and threw back her head as Rachel increased the pace of her licking. Alyson screamed as her orgasm hit, and her body convulsed with pleasure. Rachel, however, seemed unable to stop. Addicted to the taste of Alyson's juices, she continued to lick, quickly bringing Alyson to climax again.

'Oh my God, Rach!' Alyson screamed, as she experienced her second orgasm of the night, closely followed by her third and fourth. Ally had never encountered anything like this, and she was stunned, unable to do anything except allow the waves of blissful exhilaration wash over her.

Finally, Rachel stopped, and disentangled herself from Alyson's embrace. Alyson sank back on the bed, breathless and exhausted.

'Rachel...' She was lost for words.

'C'mon, Al, we'd better go.' Rachel pulled Alyson off the bed, and led her to the door. Alyson walked unsteadily, still amazed by her experience, and Rachel supported her as they left the room.

Alone again, Chloe came partly to her senses. The happenings of the past half hour seemed distant and dreamlike, but the fact remained that she was naked in another girl's bedroom. Hurriedly, she dressed, retrieving her panties from the corner, and slipping them on. Next, her bra. Midway through putting it on, she paused, remembering the feel of Alyson's tongue on her breasts...

Had it really happened? Or had she imagined it? Still in a daze, she stepped into her skirt and pulled it up to her waist. Top. Shoes.

Downstairs.

With one final backward glance, Chloe left the house and began the short walk home.

• . * . *

The dappled sunlight shone through the gap in Chloe's curtains, creeping along the beautiful sleeping form that lay under the covers. When the soft light finally reached her face, Chloe awoke, and rubbed her eyes blearily.

Alyson.

The name flashed through her mind. Chloe sat up. Alyson? What? She didn't even know an Al... Suddenly she recalled the events of the previous night.

'Oh my God...' Chloe whispered to herself. 'Did that... Did that really...' Last night seemed so distant, so far away. Maybe she had dreamt it? After all, it wasn't unlike her to dream about girls... But this... this seemed real. Chloe could remember exactly how Alyson's light touches felt, and the pure ecstasy that had swept through her body when she reached climax.

'It happened,' Chloe murmured. 'It happened...'

'What's that dear?'

'Mom!' Chloe swung round to see her mother standing behind her. 'You startled me!'

'Sorry love. I did knock, but you were in a world of your own. Anyway, I came up to remind you about school. It's your first day today, remember. You want to get there early, get off to a good start, right?' School had been temporarily banished from Chloe's mind but now it came flooding back, seeping into her mind like poison. School... Her last one had been hell. Would this one be different? Chloe didn't know, but seeing the expectant look on her mother's face, she didn't have the heart to spoil her day.

'Yes, mom,' she said, endeavouring to introduce enthusiasm into her voice. 'I'll go and get changed now.'

'Good girl.' Chloe got to her feet and started to leave the room. 'Oh, and Chloe?'

'Yeah?' Chloe turned.

'I know what you're thinking, and I'm not saying it'll be easy, but you'll make lots of new friends, you'll see. Perhaps you'll even find a nice young man to keep you company!'

Chloe sighed heavily and left.

Less than half an hour later she was dressed and ready for school. It was a warm summer day, and she admired her reflection in a car window as she walked down the lane. Long, blonde hair flowing down her back, and deep green eyes sparkling in the sunlight. Chloe was wearing the prescribed full uniform, black skirt with a white blouse. Black high-heeled sandals completed the outfit. The skirt was short, and Chloe self-consciously pulled it down and smoothed it out. The blouse was tight around her breasts, creating a pleasant feeling when she moved. Chloe twirled, sending her hair flying, giggled, and set off for school. She was in a surprisingly good mood, considering, and she knew exactly why that was.

Alyson.

While she walked, she sung softly to herself. Anyone listening would have recognised The Night Before, by the very greatest of sixties rock bands.

Fifteen minutes later, Chloe was standing outside the principals office, waiting. Everywhere students milled about, talking and shouting. Suddenly she felt very alone and vulnerable, and longed to be somewhere else, anywhere but here. The door swung open abruptly, interrupting her thoughts, and the principal stepped out. He was a giant of a man, towering above everyone, a bushy black beard dominating his features. The resemblance to Hagrid from Harry Potter struck Chloe, and she stifled a giggle.

'Ah, you must be Miss Haverworth... Chloe, if I recall correctly.' Chloe nodded. 'Welcome to the school. I'm sure you'll find Saffron High to your liking. Now if you'd care to follow me, I'll hand you over to someone who'll show you round. She should be waiting down here... a girl, can't quite remember her name, but she seemed very keen to help you. What was her name again...? My memory gets worse by the day... Oh yes, I remember now. Alyson. I think she'll be in some of your classes.'

Chloe's heart skipped a beat. Alyson? Surely, it couldn't be...

It was. As they rounded the corner, Chloe saw the her leaning against the wall.

'Good morning, Miss Marre. Glad to see you're on time for once. This is Chloe, and it's your job to show her round the school, take her to lessons and suchlike. So make sure you look after her.

'I will, Mr. Stevenson,' said Alyson, smiling sweetly.

'Good,' he replied. 'Well, I have to rush, or class 10N will have started a riot. Don't hesitate to come and see me if you have any problems, and your mother can ring me anytime, Chloe.' He strode off down the corridor, leaving Chloe and Alyson alone. A few seconds passed, but to Chloe they seemed like hours.

'Its nice to see you again... Chloe,' said Alyson, fluttering her eyelashes.

'You too, Alyson,' Chloe replied softly.

For a moment the two girls stood in silence, gazing into each other's eyes. Then Alyson recovered, taking Chloe's hand and leading her down the stairs.

'Come on. I'll give you the guided tour.'

'...And if you look to your left you'll see the laboratory, where you'll have Chem lessons sometimes, and... Chloe! Are you even listening to me?' Upon hearing her name, Chloe jerked herself out of her trance with a visible effort.

'Sorry?'

'You weren't listening!' said Alyson accusingly. 'Here's me telling you everything I know about our school, and you're lost in a dreamland!'

'Al, I'm sorry. It's just...' Chloe trailed off, unsure of herself.

'Just what?' asked Alyson, her voice softening.

'Well... I can't stop thinking about last night... You know... about us...'

'I see...' Alyson moved closer to Chloe, taking both her hands and squeezing gently. 'You enjoyed yourself then?' Chloe nodded. 'Well, it so happens that if you look down the corridor, on your right you'll see the girl's toilets. Maybe we should take a quick glance inside...' Alyson walked down the corridor, motioning for Chloe to follow her. They reached the toilets, which were deserted, and went in.

'And over there we have one of the cubicles. I'm sure you'd love to see the interior. I always find it very... interesting.' The two girls entered the cubicle, Alyson locking the door behind them. 'On the other hand, maybe it's what sometimes happens in here that I find interesting...'

Alyson pushed Chloe against the wall, and kissed her passionately.

'I want you to know something,' she whispered. 'I haven't been able to stop thinking about last night either.' Chloe's reply took the form of a kiss, which remained unbroken as Alyson began to unbutton Chloe's blouse, slipping a hand through to caress her breasts lovingly. She could feel Chloe's nipples harden with arousal at the contact. A soft moan escaped from Chloe's lips as Alyson's delicate hand slid up, underneath her bra, to pinch the tip of her nipple lightly.

Gradually, Alyson pulled out of the embrace. 'Sit down,' she said. Chloe, a little confused, did as she was told, but she soon realised what Alyson had in mind as she felt her skirt being pulled down, dropping around her ankles. 'White with pink hearts,' remarked Alyson with a smile. 'Cute.' Chloe blushed, but her embarrassment soon faded as Alyson removed the panties, letting them drop by the skirt. Chloe's blouse was already half unbuttoned, and she willingly finished the task as Alyson's fingers began to explore Chloe's exposed pussy. Slow, sweeping movements brought Chloe to a state of high sexual excitement, and she screamed with pleasure as Alyson went inside her. 'Ssh!' giggled Alyson. 'This isn't exactly part of my duties, you know!'

Chloe, however, was blissfully oblivious. She lay back, spreading her legs as far as they would go, caring for nothing but the intense euphoria of the moment.

'Oh... Alyson...' she breathed.

Suddenly there was a loud knocking on the cubicle door.

'Hey! What are you girls doing in there?'

Chloe and Alyson looked at each other in horror. Chloe pulled up her skirt and underwear quickly, and began to button her blouse. The knocking came again, louder this time.

'I hope you're not getting up to any mischief!'

'Not without us, anyway!' another voice added, and girlish laughter echoed around the toilets.

'Rach! Is that you?' Alyson opened the door and saw Rachel and her friend Felicity, helpless with mirth.

'Rachel Sanders and Felicity Ardenne, you evil bitches!' Alyson tried to be angry, but the relief she felt was sufficient to make it impossible. Soon, she and Chloe were laughing too.

'Al, when they said to help Chloe if she wanted anything, I don't think that's what they had in mind!'

Alyson smiled and took Chloe's hand. 'So how did you know we were here?'

'Well, it wasn't hard to guess!' replied Rachel. 'And as soon as we walked in, the noise you were making kind of gave it away.'

'Well, maybe we got a little carried away...'

As Rachel and Alyson talked, Chloe took the opportunity to study Felicity. She had long, light brown hair, braided into plaits, with brown eyes that seemed to light up when she laughed. A pendant hung round her neck, swinging gently to and fro between her breasts. Her black skirt was knee length, but with a split that ran almost to her hips, revealing an occasional glimpse of black lacy underwear. Felicity, noticing the attention, twirled, laughing.

'You like?' she asked. Chloe, blushing yet again, nodded. 'Well, you're not so bad yourself.'

'Thanks.' The two girls seemed to get closer together without taking any steps, and suddenly they were kissing.

'Hey! Get a room!' That was Alyson. The two girls separated, rather sheepishly. 'God, Chloe, you're a proper little sexpot, aren't you.'

Chloe giggled.

'Speaking of rooms, though,' said Rachel, 'the girls locker room will be empty, won't it? You know, because no one has PE the first day of term...'

Alyson looked at her.

'Let's go.'

Sneaking into the locker room wasn't hard. All the teachers were either with their forms or being briefed for the upcoming year in the staffroom. No one saw the foursome slip in through the door, and close it quietly behind them.

'Well, girls...' said Alyson. 'Let's have some fun.'

All three nodded emphatic agreement. Felicity and Rachel started to make out, but Alyson stopped them.

'I know,' she said. 'Seeing as Chloe's new... I think we should completely service her.'

'Oh, good idea.'

Chloe's heart speeded up. Completely service her? She didn't know what it meant, but it sounded like fun.

Alyson took charge. 'Fliss, you take her tits. Rach, her pussy. And I'll take her ass. Chloe, honey, off with that blouse and down on all fours. I think you're gonna enjoy this.'

Chloe breathlessly did as she was told. Once she was on all fours Felicity slid underneath her, face to face, propping up her head on a folded towel. Then Rachel did the same from the other end, spreading her legs so she and Fliss were practically pussy to pussy underneath Chloe. Finally Alyson knelt behind her, and Rachel rested her head on Ally's upper thighs. Chloe started to ask a question, but was silenced by Felicity's tongue. They made out for at least half a minute before Felicity pulled down the cups on Chloe's bra, exposing her breasts, and started tweaking the nipples. Alyson took this as her cue, pushing Chloe's skirt up to her waist and slowly pulling her very wet panties down to knee level.

'Okay, Rach. Go.' Rachel plunged her tongue deep into Chloe's cunt. She was an expert, swirling her tongue around inside Chloe's hole, almost making out with her pussy, and occasionally flicking her clit with the tip of her tongue.

Now it was Alyson's turn. Slowly she began to rub Chloe's exposed asshole, using her pussy juices as lube. The sensation was new to Chloe. New and very pleasurable. Then, without warning, she stuck a finger inside, and Chloe would have gasped had her tongue not been so busy. With the initial penetration achieved, Alyson wasted no time in adding a second finger. Then a third. She was stretching Chloe's virgin asshole to its limits, and Chloe was loving it. She moaned, loud and low. Felicity grabbed her tits with both hands and squeezed, hard, kneading her breasts like dough, and still not letting up on the kiss.

Oh my fucking God, thought Chloe. Oh... my... fucking... God...

And almost as one, all three girls moved up a level. Rachel doubled the speed of her tonguing, focusing exclusively on Chloe's clit. Felicity kissed furiously, pinching Chloe's nipples as hard as she could. Alyson spread Chloe's asshole even further, pumping her fingers faster and faster.

And Chloe was coming. The sensation was rising and rising inside her, building and building. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. She was a slut and an angel all at once. And she was coming... coming...

'OHHHH!' she screamed, arching her back and breaking the kiss as tidal waves of pleasure crashed through her body.

'OHHHHHHHHMYYYGOODDDD!'

Chloe collapsed on top of Felicity, panting like a marathon runner.

And behind her Miss McKenzie the gym teacher watched quietly.

Thank you for reading.

Comments of any kind appreciated. If you enjoyed it, an email saying so will probably motivate me to write more stories.

ethyr@dark-omens.com