I finally got up the nerve to ask her about what she did to me at the party and if she does that with all the girls. Cheryl said that I was only the second person. I was shocked when she told me that Miss Baker was the first. Miss Baker was tutoring Cheryl when she suddenly kissed her. Cheryl didn’t know what to do and just let it happen. Miss Baker fingered her to a climax and then used her mouth until she had another. Miss Baker took off her clothes and asked Cheryl to do her the same way only it was more like an order. Cheryl said it sounds crazy but in a way she wanted to just to see what it was like and besides she didn’t really want to disobey Miss Baker because she was a teacher.
Cheryl got between h Miss Baker’s legs and realized how much different she was down there from Cheryl. Miss Baker had shaved off all her hair so Cheryl could see every detail. Her mound puffed out from between her legs like a big peach that had been cut in half. Her folds were dark and protruded way out through her gash like sheets of burnt paper. The most amazing thing was her pleasure button. It was at least a half-inch long. Cheryl said that once she began she actually enjoyed giving Miss Baker pleasure. When Miss Baker had a climax her juices squirted almost like she was peeing only it wasn’t pee because Cheryl could tell by the taste. Anyway, Cheryl saw Miss Baker several more times before she was fired for trying to do the same thing to Nancy Miller.
I don’t know why, but listening to her talk about Miss Baker was getting me excited. Cheryl looked at me with her big eyes and suddenly we were kissing. I won’t go into all the details but we had sex if you can call being with a girl having sex. It was so much different than with a guy. She knew just where and how to touch, and her body was so soft and sensual. When she finished doing me I wanted to return the favor. I slid down her body, lifted her skirt, and pulled off her panties. I could see the faint outline of her gash visible through the dark curls that covered her mound. I spread her petals with my fingers and watched the juices gather in her opening. Then I moved my mouth over her and pushed my tongue inside.
It’s hard to describe what it was like. I knew exactly how to pleasure her by doing to her what I like done to me. The excitement was in knowing that I was giving her pleasure. I used my fingers and tongue. She moaned and squirmed against me and finally had a climax. I clamped my lips around her opening and sucked her secretions into my mouth. She was still shaking when I climbed on top on kissed her on the lips. That’s when we heard her mother come home so we quickly dressed and had our books open on the bed when she walked in to say hi.
We agreed to get together again on Thursday at her house and talk some more although I know it will be more than just talk and I want it to be. I must still like boys because I rub off thinking about them, but I also rub off thinking about Cheryl and, please don’t take this the wrong way, I think about being with you like that too. Of course I would never do anything you didn’t want but I can’t help but think it. I told Skip I was going to have sex with him this weekend but I’m afraid I won’t like it and that I am becoming a lesbian.