Chapter 5
"Did you like it?" Debbie asked.
"Ummmm, yes," Diane said. "I get goose pimply just thinking about it. I never knew it could be like that. All Daddy ever told me was that it hurt and I should be careful because all boys wanted to do it."
"Yeah," Debbie agreed. "My father told me the same thing. And I believed sex was like that until I got into his private collection one day."
"His private collection?" Diane asked. "What's that?"
"His pictures and films," Debbie explained. "Pretty raunchy stuff."
"You mean your father has dirty pictures," Diane said.
"Lots of them," Debbie said. "All hidden away in one of his drawers. I bet your father has some too."
"Not my father," Diane said.
Diane remembered how she'd awakened at night and heard the film projector going and she'd wondered what films her parents were watching that time of night.
It seemed a little foolish for her parents to be watching family films in the dark privacy of their bedroom.
"We could look," Debbie suggested. "You said your parents won't be back for hours."
"Okay," Diane said. "We'll look. But I don't expect us to find anything."
Diane felt her heart pounding as they made their way up the stairs.
"Oh, this is nice," Debbie said, as they entered the plushly-carpeted bedroom.
"Where should we look?" Diane asked.
"In the closets first," Debbie said. They found the film projector easily but they found no films in the room. They searched it twice and there was nothing to be found.
"Damn," Debbie said disgustedly. "I guess your father isn't like mine."
"No," Diane said. "I guess he isn't."
"But why does he keep the projector in here if he doesn't have any films?" Debbie asked.
"I don't know," Diane admitted. "But I've heard it going at night."
"Then there must be some films here somewhere," Debbie said. "We just haven't found them."
Diane sat down on the edge of the big, comfortable bed. She looked around but she couldn't think of any place where they hadn't looked.
"Under the bed," Debbie said. "But we looked under the bed," Diane said. "Not under the mattress," Debbie said. "But there couldn't possibly be anything..." Diane began saying.
But Debbie had already pulled up a portion of the mattress to expose the cavity beneath the springs. The hollow portion was filled with books, magazines, films, and devices that Diane had only heard dirty stories about.
"There," Debbie said gleefully.
Debbie reached in and got a handful of the magazines and pulled them out.
"We should be able to learn something from these," Debbie said.
Debbie let the mattress fall back and the two of them stretched out on the big bed. Diane was beginning to feel a little guilty and ashamed. After all, she had gone through her parents' room and now she was helping her friend look through some magazines that her patents obviously didn't want her to see.
The shame left her almost as soon as Debbie opened the magazine to the first page.
"My God," Debbie said. "Will you look at that. Daddy just had some naked pictures. He didn't have anything like this."
Diane was looking and she could feel her heart hammering rapidly.
Debbie turned over the pages slowly and each picture seemed worse than the one before. Pictures of people doing everything -- sucking, fucking and everything else in every combination possible. There were plenty of cum shots. "Damn," Debbie said softly.
The next magazine had only girls and Diane was finding it hard to breathe.
"I-I," she stammered. "I never thought about two girls like that."
There was a picture of a dark-haired girl with her face buried in the pussy of another girl.
"God," Debbie said softly. "Oh, God." Diane was getting hot. She couldn't help it. She was wondering what it would be like to pose for pictures like that, and she wandered what it would be like to kiss another girl.
Her own thought shocked her. "I'm getting kind of flushed," Debbie said.
"Me too," Diane admitted.
"I wonder where they find girls to do this," Debbie said. "It looks like they're really enjoying kissing one another."
"Uh-uh," Diane said.
"Do you think that it would be fun?" Debbie asked. "I mean, to kiss another girl."
"I don't know," Diane said.
She knew what Debbie was getting at. She wanted Debbie to go ahead but she wanted Debbie to stop at the same moment. She really didn't know what she wanted.
She felt Debbie moved her leg closer. Their thighs touched. Diane had on shorts and Debbie's short skirt didn't cover enough to matter. Diane felt Debbie rubbing against her.
"Would you like to kiss another girl?" Debbie asked.
"I don't know," Diane said.
"Would you like to kiss me?" Debbie asked.
It was a long time before Diane could answer. She was afraid, more afraid than she'd ever been. What happened with her two teachers had been wrong, but at least it was natural.
There was something unnatural about what Debbie was asking.
"Yes," Diane admitted.
It was true. She wanted to kiss Debbie. She wanted to feel Debbie's soft lips against her own. She felt her heart hammering again.
Debbie leaned closer, her face inches from Diane's.
"Just like the magazine," Debbie whispered. Her lips pressed against Diane's. She felt Debbie's lips open and her tongue press against her mouth. Diane moaned as her lips came open and Debbie's hot tongue went deep into her throat.
Her first thought was that it was wrong. But her second thought was that nothing could be wrong that felt so good.
She hadn't realized Debbie's fingers had been fumbling at her blouse until she felt Debbie tugging her flimsy blouse open.
"Debbie," Diane gasped. "What are you doing?"
"Don't stop me." Debbie pleaded. "I've wanted to do this for so long. Please don't stop me."
Diane felt weak as she tried to push Debbie away. Then she didn't want to push Debbie away as she looked down and saw the girl's blonde hair against her tits.
Debbie reached behind her back and easily unhooked the bra. Diane didn't protest as Debbie pulled it off her shoulders and pressed her face against Diane's tits.
"Oh, Debbie," Diane moaned. "Oh, Debbie, you shouldn't be doing that. You shouldn't. It's wrong."
Diane said the things she knew she should say but she knew that she really didn't want her friend to stop. It felt too good. Debbie's lips were soft against her, not like the greedy sucking of a boy, but gently caressing.
"You're getting me hot," Diane moaned.
It was wrong, so wrong. And yet there was something exciting about being touched by another girl. Debbie knew the things to do to turn her on. Diane quit pretending.
"Oh, Debbie," she moaned. "Mmmmm. It feels good. It feels so good."
Debbie played with one tit while she sucked on the other. Her wet tongue caused shivery spasms up Diane's spine. She arched her back and tried to push more of her titty into Debbie's hot mouth.
"Oh, Jesus Christ," Diane groaned. "Your lips feel so good to me."
"Yes," Debbie said. "It makes me feel hot to play with your titties. I've always thought they were so pretty. I've always wanted to touch them. Looking at them in the park was part of what got me turned on."
"Seeing Mr. Kinkaid's big dick didn't help?" Diane asked, giggling.
"Of course, honey," Debbie said. "Of course it did. But your tits are so pretty. I love them. I love how your nipples get so hard."
"Jesus, Debbie," Diane protested. "You're biting me too hard."
"Sorry," Debbie said. "But your tits are just so tasty I can't help biting."
Diane knew she wasn't going to be able to control herself. She was burning hot already!
She brought her hands up Debbie's back and then slipped them between them so she could feel Debbie's tits. She found the young blonde's nipples as hard as rocks.
"Ummm," Debbie moaned.
"You're all excited," Diane said.
"Damn right," Debbie moaned. Diane unbuttoned Debbie's blouse and found the girl wasn't wearing a bra. Diane slipped her hands into the warmth of Debbie's blouse.
"Your tits are nice," Diane said.
She cupped Debbie's titties and used her thumb to rub the hard nipples.
"God," Debbie moaned. "God, that feels nice." Suddenly Debbie pulled away. Diane watched as Debbie slipped out of her skirt and panties. Debbie had a fantastic build, better than Diane had expected.
"Got your eyeful," Debbie giggled.
"Oh, yes," Diane sighed. "You're beautiful."
"Not as beautiful as you," Debbie said. "Come now. Your turn. I want to undress you. I want you to be completely naked so I can look at your body."
"Yes," Diane agreed.
Quickly, Debbie's hands found the zipper of Diane's shorts and Debbie peeled them down. Then the panties and Diane was as naked as her friend.
She saw Debbie looking at her critically. "Am I pretty?" Diane asked. "God, yes," Debbie said. "You're fantastic. No wonder the boys drool over you."
Debbie's words made Diane feel hotter. She found herself reaching for her friend and tugging her down. Debbie's luscious nipple dangled inches from Diane's lips.
"Ummm," Debbie said. "Kiss it, Diane." Diane pulled Debbie closer so that she was licking the nipple. She sucked the soft flesh into her mouth and began biting gently.
"Oh, yes," Debbie moaned. "Yes, that's it. I love it, Diane!"
Diane moved her mouth from one nipple to the other, greedily sucking at the tender flesh. It turned her on to feel Debbie squirming hotly against her mouth.
"You're biting me," Debbie groaned. "Biting me softly and it feels so good. It feels really good. Ummmm, so nice. Ummmmmmm!"
Diane tried to suck as much of her flesh into her mouth as she could take. Now she knew how a boy felt when he was able to suck her titties.
The flesh tasted sweet and innocent, but there was more than just the tasty nipple and creamy tit. There was a sense of excitement growing in her as she made Debbie moan. She allowed her hand to trace the flat of Debbie's stomach all the way to her furry bush.
"Oooooh!" Debbie groaned. "Oh, my!"
Diane began pushing her finger into the soft, furry bush. Debbie's hips began to move faster as she felt her friend's hot finger brushing lightly against her sensitive cunt lips.
"Christ," Debbie groaned. "Jesus, I like that." Debbie really fell completely down on the bed. The two girls stretched out side by side with their mouths and hands busy. Diane felt Debbie's fingers slipping between her own hot thighs.
"Ummmmm," Diane groaned.
She found Debbie's pussy almost at the same time Debbie found her own. Both girls cried out softly as they explored each other's slippery cunts.
"Put it in me," Diane moaned. "Put your finger in me and I'll play with you."
Diane sobbed as she felt two of Debbie's fingers slipping past her cunt lips and going into her hot sheath. Debbie began to wiggle her fingers around.
"Oh, yes," Diane cried. "Finger me. Finger fuck me. It feels good!"
Diane wasn't going to be left behind. She gently pushed apart Debbie's cunt lips and inserted her own finger into the slippery box. She was rewarded by feeling Debbie start to squirm hotly against her finger.
"Ummm, shit," Debbie groaned. "We're really doing it. We're really playing with each other's pussy."
Diane moved closer to Debbie's hot body and she kissed Debbie's soft white throat. She traced a wet path with her tongue down Debbie's body to her jutting boobies.
She licked at the nipple and heard Debbie groan. She licked harder at the salty-tasting bud. She opened her lips and sucked the nipple into her mouth. She bit down gently.
"Christ," Debbie screamed. "You're driving me crazy. You're making me so hot."
"Good," Diane said.
She opened her lips wider and took much more of the soft mound into her throat. Debbie's hot tit filled her mouth. She kept running her tongue over the nipple because she liked to feel Debbie shiver.
Diane felt Debbie's hands pushing at the top of her head. She knew what Debbie wanted and she was afraid. She didn't know if she could. She'd seen the pictures, especially of the redhead being eaten and eating another girl's pussy. Debbie wanted to be eaten like that.
"Please," Debbie whispered. "Go ahead."
Debbie pushed harder and Diane found herself going down between Debbie's legs. First Diane kissed at Debbie's thighs. She could smell the girl's pussy perfume and her nose pushed against the soft pubic hairs.
"Eat me," Debbie urged. "Eat me like the girls were doing in the magazine. Please, Diane."
Diane licked at the red pussy lips and felt Debbie start to shiver.
"Jesus, that's it!" Debbie groaned. "Keep licking me that way."
Again Diane pushed her tongue against the swollen lips. She tasted the salty juices of her friend. She parted the pink lips with her fingers and pushed her tongue inside.
"Christtt," Debbie groaned. "Oh, myyy!"
Debbie tasted salty and sweet at the same time. She also tasted exciting. It was not as good as sucking cocks, but it was exciting because it was just as wrong.
"I love it," Debbie shouted. "I love your sweet tongue, Diane. You're making me feel so good."
Diane no longer thought about what she was doing, except that it felt good. She kept Debbie's pussy lips parted with her fingers and kept darting her tongue in the warm muff.
Diane felt Debbie's fingers tugging at her hair.
"God, it's so nice," Debbie groaned. "It's so nice. It feels so good."
Diane found Debbie's swollen clit and she sucked it up between her lips.
Debbie seemed to go out of her mind. Her hands pulled hard at Diane's hair and her voice uttered soft cries of passion. Diane felt her hips beginning to jerk on the bed. Her sweet-tasting pussy was being pushed against Diane's mouth.
"Shit," Debbie groaned. "I'm going to come. Oh, shit, I'm going to come. Oh, fuck, what are you doing to me? Oh shit, I'm coming. I'm coming. SHITT!"
Diane pushed her face even tighter against Debbie's pussy and began to suck her sweet juices. Debbie screamed loudly as her body rocked with her climax.
Diane swallowed Debbie's flooding juices with a hunger almost as strong as when she had sucked James Wailer. Diane kept sucking until the trembling in Debbie's body stopped.
Debbie's hands loosened the fierce grip on Diane's tangled hair.
"Oh, God," Debbie moaned softly. "That was so fine, Diane. That was really nice."
Debbie's fingers tugged Diane upward and her soft lips clung hotly to Diane's.
Finally Debbie pushed Diane gently away as Diane felt her blood getting hotter. There was something strange in Debbie's eyes.
"Now it's your turn," Debbie said.
Diane panned. She could already feel Debbie's tongue between her lap. She'd never felt so hot. She couldn't think of anything to say and she simply nodded at Debbie.
Debbie bent her head to Diane's titties and Diane felt a hot trembling. Debbie's lips closed over one of Diane's taut nipples. Diane moaned softly. It felt good, really good. Debbie's lips were like burning embers burning her flesh.
"Oh, Debbie," Diane moaned.
Debbie's lips went lower. Diane felt the wetness from Debbie's tongue as the blonde girl traced a path down her stomach. Diane looked down and she could see only the top of Debbie's head.
"Nice," Diane moaned. "Nice!"
Diane sobbed softly as Debbie's head disappeared between her thighs. She felt the first tingle as Debbie's tongue touched her inner thighs. She grabbed the back of Debbie's head and pushed her farther into her venus mound.
Debbie's hands slipped up and clutched Diane's titties. Debbie began to knead them gently.
"Ummm, Debbie," Diane said. "That does feel good. It really does."
She shivered excitedly as Debbie's tongue entered her. Debbie pushed her tongue deep and then began to wiggle it around Diane's cunt walls. Diane felt hot shivers all over. She sobbed softly again as Debbie continued to drive her tongue into her honeypot.
Debbie's tongue moved faster and deeper. Diane screamed as she felt it rub across her clit. Then her tilt was sucked into Debbie's lips and Diane really went crazy.
"Oooooh," Diane called. "Oooooh, Jesus."
The hot fingers kneading her titties and Debbie's mouth sucking greedily at her clit was too much for her.
"Christ!" Diane yelled. "Oh, Christ. I ain't stand it. I'm coming. I'm coming. Oh, Christ I'm coming. It feels so good. CHRISTTTT!! AGHHHHH!"
She pushed Debbie's face as hard as she could, and Debbie licked her cunt until Diane's juices flowed. Diane sobbed softly as her head fell back against her pillow.