“Instead of with a guy who’s, like, fumbling around?” said Mandy. Alexa laughed.
“Yeah, like that,” said Alexa. “I love guys,” she said. “Don’t get me wrong. But it’s kinda nice being with a girl sometime.”
“Okay,” said Mandy. “I understand.” She moved closer to Alexa again, and took the smoldering rollie cigarette from Alexa’s hand and puffed on it.
“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, though,” said Alexa. “It just felt right in the moment.”
Mandy felt now as though she had bumbled an opportunity. She sucked in on the cigarette and exhaled with a long sigh, looking off across the cliff, the last bit of light leaving the night.
“It’s all right,” said Mandy, setting the still-lit cigarette down on the picnic table. “Let’s try it again.”
“Yeah?” said Alexa.
“Sure,” said Mandy. “Show me.”
Alexa smiled and turned toward Mandy. She put her hands on Mandy’s sides and leaned her face in, placing her lips against Mandy’s. The two began to kiss tenderly. Mandy closed her eyes and let Alexa lead, placing her hands on Alexa’s bare thighs. They kissed like this for a minute or so, slowly and with mild trepidation, tilting their heads in opposite directions and then switching. A cool moisture was shared between their lips.
Finally, Alexa pulled back and both young women opened their eyes.
“Well?” said Alexa, smiling at her friend.
“That was nice,” said Mandy, wiping a bit of spittle off the corner of her lip. “It wasn’t much different than kissing a guy. No stubble, though!” Both girls laughed a little.
Alexa picked up the rollie and took a drag.
“Yeah,” she said, exhaling. “It just feels a lot softer.”
Mandy leaned in toward Alexa and began softly kissing her neck. In response, Alexa leaned her head back as she smoked the cigarette, letting Mandy explore. Moving up closer to her, Mandy wrapped her hands around Alexa’s waist and planted soft kisses on her neck, then to her throat, then to the other side of her neck, Alexa moving her head as necessary to allow Mandy the access she desired.
“Can I feel you up a little?” asked Mandy.
“Sure,” said Alexa.
Mandy let her hands go exploring, rubbing them up and down Alexa’s sides, on her back, and then she moved a hand forward and cupped the underside of one of Alexa’s breasts. She then palmed Alexa’s tit and gave it a gentle squeeze, to which Alexa responded with a subtle moan.
“I’m sorry,” said Mandy. Alexa laughed softly.
“No, it’s okay,” said Alexa. “I’m just enjoying it.”
Mandy moved her lips back up to Alexa’s and returned to delicately kissing her. The only sound that could be heard was the subtle smacking of their lips pushing off each other’s.
Alexa arched her back and stuck her chest out and Mandy took this cue, rubbing her hands up and down Alexa’s front, massaging her breasts lovingly. Alexa again moaned and instead of pulling back this time, Mandy increased and intensified her fondling.
“You’re a natural,” said Alexa, between kisses. “That feels really good.”
“I do love touching you,” said Mandy, reaching her lips out for another kiss. She felt herself getting tingly and she felt her pussy start to moisten and pulse.
“Do you want to go a little further?” said Alexa. Mandy stopped kissing and pulled back, looking at her friend inquisitively.
Taking the last drag of this cigarette and flicking it off, Alexa smiled warmly at Mandy with her eyes open and accepting.
“What do you mean?” said Mandy.
“Well,” started Alexa. “There’s nobody around here. Do you want to get naked?”
“Naked?” said Mandy. “I mean, I don’t know. I don’t know about that.”
“If you’re uncomfortable,” said Alexa. “That’s okay. We’re just having fun.”
“I’ve seen you naked before,” said Mandy. “And you’ve seen me.”
“Right,” said Alexa. “But I guess this is a little different.”
“I’m not sure I’m ready,” said Mandy. Alexa leaned in and kissed her once and smiled.
“How about this…” started Alexa. She reached out for Mandy and ran her hands up and down Mandy’s chest, settling finally on the button of Mandy’s khaki shorts. She adeptly unfastened the button, and then returned to moving her hands up and down and all around Mandy’s torso.
“Mmm,” sighed Mandy, tossing her head back slightly and opening up to her friend.
Alexa then ran a hand down Mandy’s shorts, leading with two fingers, and began to run those fingers over the front of Mandy’s panties, softly caressing Mandy’s pussy lips through the fabric of her panties. Mandy felt herself growing wetter down below, giving herself in to the lead of her friend.
“I like that,” said Mandy. “Keep doing it.”
Alexa leaned in and kissed Mandy’s neck as she tenderly massaged her pussy, gracefully tracing her fingers up and down.
“I’m going to go a little further, okay?” said Alexa. “Just tell me to stop if you feel uncomfortable.” Mandy nodded, but kept her eyes closed, her chest heaving with her increasingly speedy breaths.
In a slowly movement, Alexa moved her hand up and then back down, entering the elastic band of Mandy’s panties, and softly ran her nails over Mandy’s pubes, giving a gentle scratch. Mandy moaned more audibly now and threw her arms over Alexa’s shoulders.
Next, Alexa moved her middle and forefinger down further and ran them over Mandy’s moistened pussy lips, back and forth, using Mandy’s wetness to assist as she glided over her. Alexa moved her mouth up to Mandy’s ear and kissed it, nibbled her lobe, and kissed again. She released a few hot breaths into Mandy’s ear.
“Don’t stop,” whispered Mandy. “I really like this.”
“I know,” cooed Alexa.
Mandy pulled back from her friend and braced herself with her hands on the picnic table behind her. She opened her legs up, placing one on the tabletop and the other on the bench. Alexa shifted Mandy’s shorts down a little to grant greater access and continued to fondle Mandy’s wanting lips, her own fingers growing more moist with Mandy’s juices.
Slowly now, Alexa eased her two fingers beyond Mandy’s lips, gradually entering her, first with her fingertips and then about half the length of her fingers. She slid them in and out, curling her fingers slightly in a “come hither” motion, gently dragging her fingers along the ridged front of Mandy’s inside.
With each thrust of Alexa’s fingers, Mandy emitted a low moan. Mandy lifted her hips up and gave herself to Alexa, enjoying the pleasurable movements more than she ever thought she would.
Alexa pulled her fingers out of Mandy’s pussy now and moved them slightly up to her clit, massaging it with her moistened fingertips, rubbing in a concentric circle, applying steady pressure. Mandy hiccuped once and then opened her eyes, giggling for just a moment.
“It’s good, right?” said Alexa.
“Yeah,” said Mandy. “It feels really good.”
Mandy gripped onto Alexa’s arm with one hand, keeping the other behind her to hold her up. She arched her back and stuck her chest out, sighing and letting out little whines as Alexa handled her. Then Mandy started to delicately thrust her hips up and down, matching Alexa’s rubbing.
“Don’t stop,” said Mandy. “Don’t stop.”
Alexa continued her massage, concentrating her pressure, giving an even and constant movement. She pushed herself up onto her friend and laid her head on Mandy’s shoulder, breathing against Mandy’s neck.
“Come for me,” said Alexa. “It’s okay, just come for me.” She kissed Mandy’s neck three, four, five times.
Mandy felt her toes go tingly and her bare legs began to catch a chill. The prickly feeling moved up her body until it landed on her now aching pussy. Her neck went limp and her head fell back, moan after moan leaving her gaping mouth. She went dizzy, she lost her breath, and her whole b
ody suddenly warmed. Sweat on her brow, on the underside of her elbows, under her knees.
A slow build of emotion slammed into her all at once, and then it all came together. The blood rushing through her, the intense emotion, and continual gliding circular drive against her clit.
She was coming.
Mandy whispered Alexa’s name, then whispered it again but louder, then again even louder. She suddenly closed her legs tightly and started giggling, pulling away to one side.
Alexa took the cue and pulled her fingers out from Mandy’s panties. She brought her fingers to her lips and tasted Mandy’s juiciness.
“Mmm,” said Mandy, now opening her eyes to gaze at her friend.
“Was that okay?” said Alexa.
Mandy nodded enthusiastically.
Alexa lunged forward and embraced Mandy, squeezing her tightly, and starting to laugh. Mandy followed suit, hugged her back, and laughed as well.
“Nothing wrong with that,” stated Alexa. “And now we have the whole summer to explore together. Think that would be okay?”
Mandy nodded, smiling.
“I’m excited,” said Alexa. She reached to her sachet of tobacco and began to roll another cigarette.
There was contented silence, both young women feeling happy and fulfilled, eager for the experiences that lay ahead of them. The stars shown above them, lighting up the clear summer night sky.
They shared the cigarette, they laughed, and they kissed tenderly.
MY SUMMER BABE
*
MANDY SAT IN the passenger seat of Alexa’s Mom’s car, a red Mercedes coupe, with the top down. Alexa was in the driver seat, primping her hair in the rearview mirror, as they waited in traffic. The two had decided to take a day trip to a small resort town on the West Michigan side of Lake Michigan. The warm breezy air coursed over them as they pulled into the charming downtown and stopped at a traffic light. People were milling about in beachwear, floppy hats, sunglasses. Gift stores and restaurants adorned the street. Across the intersection from them was a grouping of ten motorcycles, revving their engines.
The light turned and Alexa pushed her bare foot on the gas.
“This place is amazing,” said Mandy.
“It’s cute, isn’t it?” said Alexa. “I used to come here every summer with my family.”
“I can’t believe your Mom let us take her car overnight,” said Mandy. “Everyone’s gonna think we’re rolling in it.” She patted her hand on the outside of the car door.
“Great,” said Alexa, laughing. “Maybe we’ll get whatever we want.”
“Just watch for stop signs,” said Mandy suddenly, Alexa slamming the breaks quickly to stop. Both young women laughed.
“Oops,” said Alexa.
“This place is crazy overrun with people,” said Mandy. “I can’t believe it.” She looked around the streets and saw families walking together, people sitting at a table in front of an ice cream store eating their treats, an older hippie guy gracefully zooming by on a too-small scooter.
“A lot of people have summer houses here,” said Alexa. “It’s always busy this time of year.”
“Where are we staying?” said Mandy. “Do you guys have a house?”
“My Aunt and Uncle do,” said Alexa. “But I got us an AirBnB rental. Some little guest cottage off of someone else’s house.”
“Awesome,” said Mandy. “How close is it to the lake?”
“It’s, like, right on the lake,” said Alexa. “We’re literally on the beach.”
“You’re kidding me,” beamed Mandy. “I’ve always wanted to stay in a cabin right on the lake.” She danced in her seat with her arms above her head, hooting into the warm lake breeze. Alexa laughed at her.
“I thought you might be excited,” Alexa said. She reached over and pinched Mandy’s side, which caused Mandy to squirm and giggle.
“Take me to the cabin,” Mandy demanded playfully, pointing her finger dramatically forward. “Full speed ahead.”
“Aye aye,” said Alexa. “Whatever my summer babe wants.” They looked at each other and smiled, their eyes hidden behind oversized sunglasses, and Alexa sped up, having left the little town, and venturing now down winding back roads along the lake.
*
Flinging the door to the little cottage open, the girls sauntered in, each carrying a small duffle bag at their side. The cottage was quite small, only having a single room and a bathroom, but inside was a kitchenette at one corner, a sitting area at the opposite corner, and a one big bed along the middle of a wall. It was light and airy in the cottage, a few windows having already been open, and two big bay windows covered one side, allowing them to look out at Lake Michigan.
“Holy cow,” said Mandy, setting her duffle down and walking through the cottage. “This place is like a dream. I mean, it’s like a magazine.”
Alexa laughed, tossing her duffle onto the bed.
“Do you see this view?” said Mandy, leaping toward one of the bay windows, unlocking it, and pushing it open. The rollicking sound of waves gushed in along with a cool gust of wind.
Alexa popped her loose oversized tee-shirt off to reveal a purple bikini top underneath, letting the tee fall to the floor.
“I’m ready to go hop into the lake,” she said, wiggling her chest a bit. “I’ve been waiting to get to Lake Michigan ever since I got home from college.”
“Okay,” said Mandy. “I just need to put my suit on.”
Mandy grabbed her duffle bag off the ground, set it on the bed, and unzipped it. She dug through it to find her swimsuit, finally coming up with a white bikini with red polka dots all over it. As she did this, Alexa unbuttoned her own shorts and slid out of them, already dressed in her matching purple bikini bottoms.
Kicking off her flip-flops first, Mandy dropped her shorts and kicked them off her feet. She then took her shirt off and tossed it on top of her shorts on the floor. Standing there in just her bra and panties, she smiled at Alexa and turned around so that her back was to Alexa. She slid off her panties, revealing a white tan-lined butt, and quickly pulled her bikini bottom on. Next, she undid her bra, dropped it, and began to position her bikini top on her chest.
“Can you help me tie this?” Mandy asked. Alexa came over and tied it in the back for her.
“Is that too tight?” asked Alexa.
“No,” said Mandy. “That’s good.”
“It looks like you’ve already gotten some sun this summer,” said Alexa playfully.
“I try to lay out at home,” said Mandy. She turned around and struck a pose for Alexa, who giggled at her.
Alexa stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Mandy’s waist, pulling her in for a hug, their bare stomachs grazing each other.
Mandy felt herself get goosebumps and a tingle ran up her spine. She smiled and pulled her friend closer in a hug, laying her head on Alexa’s shoulder.
Out on the beach, Alexa sat on her knees atop a towel, presenting her back for Mandy. Mandy squirted a white gob of sunblock on her hands, rubbed them together and began to cover Alexa’s back, shoulders, and arms in it. Mandy squirted another gob of the sunblock onto her hands and reached around, rubbing it on Alexa’s upper chest. Alexa closed her eyes, arched her back, and stuck her chest out as Mandy did this.
Mandy positioned her towel toward the lake and lay back on it, her hands behind her and holding her up. Alexa sat on her towel, taking out her small sachet of rolling tobacco, and started to roll a cigarette. Gazing off into the lake, with her best friend at her side, Mandy felt so incredibly at ease. Time seemed like it stood still, she had no care in the world, and she considered that she could just die right now and be fine with it.
“If she smokes,” started Alexa, handing Mandy the rollie. “She pokes.” Alexa poked Mandy impishly in the side. Mandy recoiled from the poke and laughed, taking the cigarette and lighting it in her mouth.
“What does that even mean?” said Mandy, exhaling a cloud of smoke.
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�� said Alexa.
“If she smokes, she pokes. What does that even mean?” asked Mandy once more. Alexa laughed.
“It’s a thing I’ve heard guys say,” said Alexa. “It means, if she’s a smoker, she’ll probably have sex with you.”
“Really?” Mandy said, now laughing. “They really think that?”
“Well,” said Alexa. “I don’t know. It stands to reason that if you’re a little bad in one way,” she said, taking the cigarette from Mandy and pulling from it. “You might be bad in another.” She exhaled.
“Have you had sex with a guy?” asked Mandy, now turning on her side toward Alexa.
Alexa, looking off into the lake and holding the rollie out in front of her, nodded affirmatively.
“Really?” said Mandy. “A guy up at college?”
“Yep,” said Alexa. “David is his name.” She ashed the cigarette into the sand and offered it back to her friend. “He lives in my dorm and we dated for a little while.”
“Did you do it just once with him?” said Mandy.
“A couple times,” said Alexa. “It was okay. It kinda hurts at first, especially because these guys don’t know what they’re doing. They don’t let you get wet or turned on enough.”
Mandy laughed bashfully and looked away, taking a puff at the dwindling rollie.
“Young guys just see dudes relentlessly pounding these chicks in pornos,” Alexa continued. “It’s like they have no idea what the clit is. They think we just need our pussies pillaged for a couple minutes to get us off.”
“Stop,” said Mandy, giggling. “You’re embarrassing me,” she said in a coy whisper. Alexa laughed.
“No, you stop,” said Alexa. “You’re 19 now. You mean to tell me you’ve never gone that far with a guy?”
Mandy shook her head no.
“Well, you’ll have to sooner or later,” said Alexa. “I mean, it’s bound to happen.”
“I’m sure it will sometime,” said Mandy wistfully.
“Make sure he wears a condom,” said Alexa. “Even though they suck. I hate them. But you got to be safe.”
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