by Frank Downey
Courtney had never considered being with a girl. To her shock, she realized she was considering it now—and she wasn’t quite sure how she felt about that.
Shawna knew she had Courtney in a very vulnerable situation, and she was torn as to whether or not she should take advantage of it. She would stop—all Courtney had to do was say so—but she was drawn to Courtney in a way she didn’t entirely understand. So, she went for it. She leaned down, and let her lips lightly brush Courtney’s.
And Courtney felt an electric shock from her lips to the tips of her toes. She accepted the kiss—in fact, she pressed in harder, giving Shawna the answer she was looking for. Courtney moaned into her mouth, and her lips parted slightly, giving Shawna the opportunity to gently slip her tongue into Courtney’s mouth.
Courtney couldn’t believe it. This was so different from kissing a guy! Shawna was so gentle, and her lips were so soft. And her tongue didn’t invade Courtney’s mouth so much as explore it. Courtney was reeling. She was reeling moreso when she felt Shawna’s hand softly touching her breast.
They did this for a few minutes, Courtney sinking deeper and deeper into it. Then Shawna gave her one more chance to stop it. She broke the kiss, and said, "Court, we’d be a lot more comfortable in my bed."
Courtney thought about it, and decided. "OK," she said hesitantly. They got off the couch, and Shawna took Courtney by the hand and led her to her room. When there, Shawna pressed her advantage. She sat Courtney down on her bed, and started unbuttoning Courtney’s blouse.
Courtney sat there, watching another girl undress her. When Shawna had Courtney’s blouse and bra off, she leaned in again, touching her lips to the other girl’s. As their lips pressed together and their tongues dueled, Shawna put her hand on Courtney’s bare breast, fondling it and rubbing the nipple. Courtney moaned into Shawna’s mouth.
Shawna kept it up, feeling Courtney’s nipple become erect under her hand. Then Courtney surprised her. Shawna felt Courtney tugging on the waistband of her tee shirt. Shawna was amazed—she thought she’d be undressing herself! She gladly broke the kiss and let Courtney get her shirt and bra off. When that was done, she leaned back in, kissing Courtney again and fondling her boob. Then, Shawna felt Courtney place a tentative hand on Shawna’s boob.
Courtney was adrift. She couldn’t believe how this was making her feel. I mean, she’d seen naked girls before—of course she had, in locker rooms if nowhere else. She couldn’t believe the thrills he got when she removed Shawna’s shirt and bra—and the thrill she was getting from touching Shawna’s boob. To say nothing of what Shawna was doing to her.
They ended up sprawled on the bed, Courtney on her back, Shawna hovering over her. Their lips still pressed together, their tongues dancing. Their boobs pressed into each other’s. Shawna roamed her hands all over Courtney’s back—and was surprised to feel Courtney’s hand gently cupping her ass.
Shawna went for it. She rubbed her hands on the lower part of Courtney’s thighs, giving Courtney every opportunity to stop her. Courtney just moaned into her mouth. So, Shawna moved her hand up, slowly and lightly, traveling up Courtney’s thigh underneath her skirt. Her hand reached the top of Courtney’s thigh, and brushed across Courtney’s panties. Her panties were drenched.
"God, you’re so wet," Shawna whispered into Courtney’s ear. Courtney just moaned in return. Shawna dragged her fingers up and down Courtney’s panties for a minute, then went for broke. She abruptly reached both hands under Courtney’s skirt, and yanked her panties down. Then her hands were on Courtney’s bare pussy. She broke the kiss, and moved her lips down, and planted them on Courtney’s nipple.
Courtney gasped. She couldn’t believe how good this felt. Shawna’s hand on her pussy and her lips on her tit were gentle. They were coaxing, not insistent. And they were working her up to a frenzy in record time.
Suddenly, Courtney felt Shawna back away. She was about to groan in disappointment, but then she felt Shawna undoing her skirt. She pulled it off, leaving Courtney completely naked. Then, to Courtney’s complete amazement, she felt Shawna parting her thighs with her head!
Courtney gasped. She’d never done this before—she’d never let this be done to her before, and Ryan had wanted to. She didn’t know why she was resistant to it. But she always had been. And as Shawna parted her thighs to get access, her brain was at war. One part wanted to stop this—but the other part wanted her to spread her legs wider. That was the part that won.
Shawna dove in, and stuck her tongue into Courtney’s wet pussy, gently licking at it. Courtney, out of her mind with lust, whinnied like a horse at that.
Shawna loved doing this, so she went at it with great enthusiasm. She made love to Courtney’s pussy with her tongue—gently sucking on the labia and dipping her tongue into Courtney’s opening. She pushed her tongue into Courtney as far as it could go, moving it in and out deliberately. She could smell Courtney’s arousal, it enveloped her, as she worked on the girl’s pussy.
She pulled her tongue out of Courtney’s opening and lightly dragged it up and down her labia. Then she flicked Courtney’s clit with her tongue. Courtney jumped. "AH!" she gasped.
Shawna zeroed in on Courtney’s clit, licking and nibbling away at it. Courtney’s hips lifted off the bed, and she closed her eyes, her moans increasing in volume as Shawna sucked on her clit. After a few minutes of that, Courtney’s eyes flew open, she yelped, and then she exploded.
Shawna licked and nibbled Courtney through her orgasm, then she stopped. Her first instinct was to go for two, but she didn’t want to overwhelm Courtney. Instead, she crawled up the bed so that she was lying beside the other girl, and gently rubbed Courtney’s shoulder and hair as she came down.
"Wow!" Courtney finally said. "You know, I’ve never done that."
"I know," Shawna giggled.
"No, I mean ever. Not even with a guy. Ryan wanted to, but I wouldn’t let him."
"Well, girls are usually better than guys at that," Shawna laughed.
"You know what, though? I think Ryan would have been fine. And I still don’t know why I never let him. Of course, I also don’t know why I let you."
"Because you enjoyed it," Shawna said. "Court, don’t overanalyze it, OK? Go with the flow. We’re having a good time here."
"True," Courtney giggled. "Well, one of us is," she said. Shawna knew exactly what she meant, and what was going through Courtney’s mind—but Shawna was not going to push this. That would be a very stupid thing to do. Yes, she was turned on; and, yes, she wanted to get off. But she wasn’t going to push Courtney into that.
It turned out she didn’t have to. Courtney thought about it for a minute, then went for the snap on Shawna’s jeans. She was hesitant, and scared out of her mind, but she did it. Then she pulled them down, taking Shawna’s panties with them. When she had Shawna naked, she leaned over and started kissing her, and started tentatively exploring Shawna’s body with her hands. Just light touches, nothing urgent yet. Shawna still thoroughly enjoyed it.
After a few minutes, Courtney broke the kiss, and said, "I have no idea what I’m doing."
"It’s OK. Do what you like," Shawna smiled. Courtney looked at her. Shawna went on. "I remember my first time with a girl. I was 14 and so was she. I rather suspected by then that I was more attracted to girls than guys, but I hadn’t done anything about it.
"Anyhow, we were friends, and we were talking about it, and one thing led to another. It was her first time, too. I think we spent more time giggling embarrasedly than we did anything else." Courtney laughed at that. Shawna went on. "But it was still wonderful. It’s something I’ll never forget. Court, this is your first time with a girl. It should be special. Do whatever you want."
Courtney smiled and leaned back in to kiss Shawna again. Then she went back to letting her hands roam all over Shawna’s body, but with a little bit more purpose this time. She cupped Shawna’s breast in her hand and rubbed at the nipple. Shawna moaned into her mouth.
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mboldened, Courtney moved down and took Shawna’s nipple into her mouth. Courtney was rather surprised she was doing this. She was more surprised at how much she was enjoying it. Her hands, which had been somewhat unfocused, got more purposeful—and she took her right hand and slid it up and down Shawna’s thigh while she sucked on her boob. Shawna moved her hips, waiting for more contact. Courtney teased a little bit—then provided it, moving her hand onto Shawna’s pussy.
Courtney gently rubbed her fingers up and down Shawna’s pussy, delighted to find how wet she was. She explored, slipping a finger into Shawna’s opening and enjoying the low moan she got in return. She moved her finger in and out while she continued sucking on Shawna’s nipple. Shawna’s hips rolled, and she moaned, as she ran her hand through Courtney’s curly hair.
Courtney was thoroughly enjoying herself, but she kept thinking that there was another step. Did she want to do it? She thought about that for a while. Then, as Shawna was getting more and more worked up, Courtney decided.
She pulled her lips off of Shawna’s nipple and kissed the underside of her breast. Then she started working her way down, kissing the soft skin along her stomach, dipping her tongue into Shawna’s bellybutton—making Shawna giggle. Then she kept moving lower.
Shawna was quite surprised. She didn’t expect Courtney to do this. She wasn’t going to turn it down, though! Especially when Courtney took a tentative lick up the length of Shawna’s pussy. Shawna shuddered at the contact.
Courtney couldn’t believe she was doing this. She’d never let Ryan’s dick get anywhere near her mouth—and here she was, with her tongue in Shawna’s pussy—and liking it!
She barely had an idea what she was doing—but she knew what Shawna had done to make her feel good—so that’s what she did. She gently licked up and down Shawna’s pussy, then pushed her tongue into Shawna’s opening. Shawna moaned and bucked her hips, then Courtney came out, licking all the way up her pussy. She moved onto her clit and gently nudged it with her tongue.
"Oh, God, Court!" Shawna moaned. Courtney, incredibly satisfied by that, kept it up. Then, in a flash of inspiration, she tried something else. While nibbling on Shawna’s clit, she slipped a finger deep into Shawna’s pussy.
And Shawna went off like a rocket.
Afterwards, Courtney found herself wrapped in Shawna’s arms. That’s when she said, "You know, I’m not gay."
Shawna cracked up laughing. Courtney glared at her, so she tried to stop. It took some effort. "You know, for someone not gay, you’re very good at it. And that was done with remarkable enthusiasm—you know, for a not gay person."
Courtney smiled a bit, and blushed, and then said, "I don’t know. I just feel weird."
"For what it’s worth, I’d bet money that you’re bi, not gay," Shawna said. "You still like guys, I’m betting."
"Yeah."
"But, Court—you’re not straight. Not after that. Admit it to yourself."
Courtney thought about it, and said, "OK. You’re right. I enjoyed that way too much. In fact, it was mind-blowing."
"Right."
"It’s still weird. I mean, you told me you knew you liked girls when you were 14. How would you react if suddenly you found yourself in bed with a guy—and liking it?"
"It’s happened," Shawna admitted.
"Huh?"
"I’m not completely gay, that’s what I discovered. I’m probably 90-10. I am more physically attracted to girls, but I can be attracted to a guy. It has to be a guy a care a whole hell of a lot about before we ever get to that point, though. So, yes, I’ve been in bed with a guy—only one, but more than one time—and I thoroughly enjoyed it."
Light dawned over Courtney. "EVAN?"
"Yeah," Shawna admitted with a blush.
"But I thought Evan was…"
"He’s 90-10, too," Shawna told her. "I’m the only girl he’s ever been with. And, yes, it worked just fine," she smirked. Courtney laughed at that. "It’s mental attraction. Look, a lot of sex is about physical attraction—and you can have sex with just that, and very little mental attraction at all. What Evan and I found out is the opposite is also possible. We’re not particularly physically attracted to one another, because we’re both mostly gay—but we absolutely, positively love one another. Period. Any girl that I ever end up with, long-term, will have to understand that Evan will always be a part of my life, and that may include the odd trip to bed together." She laughed. "We’ve even talked about having a kid someday. I want kids. And Evan’s a whole hell of a lot more fun than a turkey baster."
Courtney laughed so hard that she almost choked. After she came back down, she looked at Shawna. "You were talking about attraction, mental and physical. Uh, what was this?"
"Both," Shawna smiled. "It was not just physical."
"It wasn’t?" Courtney squeaked.
"No, it wasn’t. Courtney, I like you a whole hell of a lot. I think I’m beginning to understand you. The person beneath all that baggage you tote around is pretty special."
"Oh, God," Courtney moaned, then started crying again. Shawna held her while she sobbed.
"It wasn’t just physical with you either, was it?" Shawna asked. Courtney shook her head. "Good," Shawna said. "You know, isn’t this how this whole thing started, with you crying in my arms?"
Courtney giggled through her sobs for a minute, then calmed down "Court?" Shawna asked. "Would you like to stay here with me tonight?"
"Very much so," Courtney said softly.
"Good."
They spent most of the rest of the weekend in bed, exploring, not coming out much except to eat. At one point Sunday night, Shawna got Courtney to admit that she loved it—but she also admitted that she liked a good fuck. That’s when Shawna introduced Courtney to her favorite strap-on. Courtney went nuts.
Afterwards, cuddling, Courtney said, "I am falling for you so fast it’s making my head spin."
"Good. Me too," Shawna grinned.
Before practice Monday, Shawna called Evan and they went for coffee. That’s when Shawna broke it to him.
"You need to know this, pal. Courtney and I became lovers this weekend."
Poor Evan almost choked on his coffee. "You are kidding!"
"Nope. Evan, listen to me, OK? You’ve always trusted my judgement. You will get that girl with honey, you understand me?"
"Yeah," Evan said. "I saw some of that this past week."
"Good. However, we have another problem."
The other problem showed up midway through their practice on Tuesday. Evan and Courtney were skating, working on some steps, when Evan felt Courtney suddenly stiffen up. She was looking past Evan, out of the rink. Evan turned, and saw.
"Mother. What are you doing here?" Courtney said.
"Why, darling, I told you I was coming! The house in Madison is up for sale, so I thought I’d come here and look to see what’s available. Now. Is Evan giving you a hard time?"
"No," Courtney said tightly. "Mother, if you buy a house out here, I won’t be moving into it."
"Of course you will. Where would you live?"
"Where I’m living now, with Shawna."
"Well, that just won’t do, you’ll have to move back in with me. After all, we know what she is."
Courtney stormed off the rink to face her mother, more furious than she’d ever been in her life. "No, I don’t know, Mother. What is she?"
"You know. She’s a lesbian." Mrs. Rogers said ‘lesbian’ like she might have said ‘axe murderer’.
"Is she? Hmmm. Well, then I guess I am, too—since I moved into her bed on Saturday night." Mrs. Rogers went ghost-white at that. "That’s right, Shawna and I are lovers. And it’s not for skating reasons, and it’s not because I’m trying to keep a guy around—it’s because we wanted to. I’ve discovered I’m bisexual. And Shawna and I are sharing a bed, and that’s all there is to it."
"NO IT IS NOT!" Mrs. Rogers shrieked. "That’s it, you’ve been corrupted, I am getting you out of here!"
"I’m 19
years old, you can’t make me do anything," Courtney said. She turned to her partner. "Evan, can you get her banned from the rink?"
"Surely," Evan said.
"Good," Courtney said. "Mother, for the first time in my life, I’m where I want to be, not where I have to be. With Evan. With Shawna. And without you. Go back to Wisconsin." And then she turned her back.
Her mother flew back to Madison that day.
A few days later, Courtney was sitting in the living room, staring at the phone. Shawna knew what was going on, and gave her privacy.
After an hour of staring, Courtney finally picked up the phone, and dialed. She knew the person on the other end wouldn’t recognize Shawna’s number, so she hoped they’d pick up.
They did. "Hello?" she heard.
She took a deep breath. "Ryan? It’s Courtney. Please don’t hang up."
"Courtney? What do you want?" he snorted back over the line.
"Just this." She took another breath. "I’m sorry, for everything. Good luck with your new partner. And thank you." Then, she quietly set the phone back on the cradle.
Chapter 156 - Choreographers To The Stars
Warren and Sophia had a busy summer for themselves. They had all those programs of their own to work on, and many others.
Some were easier, because they were closer. Ryan and Amy worked in their rink, so that was real easy to coordinate. Allison Bowman and Tom Bellamy were close by, so that was easy to coordinate. Especially since Tom was around a lot, anyway, visiting with Kristin.
"So, how’s it going to feel in September, going out with a Harvard woman?" Warren teased him.
"Horrible, I feel so inadequate," he mock-moaned.
"Ah, shaddap," Kristin said.
"She’ll have a ball. Harvard girl, going out with a scruffy figure skater."
"Oh, stop it, will you?" Kris told him. "It’s going to be Harvard girl going out with gold medalist, anyway. That ought to get me some notoriety."
"After I won the medal at Worlds last year," Allison said, "Eddie was the star of the school for a while."
