“I like,” said Alexa. “That one really looks good on you.”
“I like these lines on the sides of the cups,” said Mandy, looking down at her chest and touching the bikini top.
“I’d love to encounter you on the beach wearing that,” continued Alexa, stepping toward Mandy. She wrapped her arms around Mandy now and pulled her closer for a hug.
Mandy suddenly felt herself getting aroused. It could have been the act of trying on bikinis with Alexa in the same fitting room, or possibly the fact that Alexa was still standing there, embracing her, fully nude. She couldn’t help but make a move and pulling back from the hug she gently placed her lips on Alexa’s.
“Mmm,” moaned Alexa, her own lips now moving against Mandy’s. Mandy’s hands traveled along Alexa’s bare back, up at her shoulder blades and down to the curve of her butt, slipping a daring finger slightly down into Alexa’s crack. She then rubbed more vigorously on Alexa’s ass, pulling her cheeks apart and letting them bounce back.
“This is hot,” sighed Mandy, between kisses. Alexa hung her arms around Mandy’s waist, sweetly returning her kissing affection, and letting Mandy lead the way.
“I don’t think I’ve ever made out in a fitting room before,” snickered Alexa. “It actually is really hot.”
Mandy let one of her hands creep to the front and cup Alexa’s mound warmly. While her palm rested on Alexa’s pubis, her fingers began to slither along Alexa’s lips and up to her clit. Alexa tossed her arms around Mandy’s shoulders and more deeply kissed her now, tilting her head and relaxing into the moment.
Slowly, with a bit of shyness and nervousness, Mandy pulled herself from their shared kiss and lowered herself to her knees. She placed a hand on Alexa’s thigh and with her other hand she guided Alexa’s leg up and placed her foot on the bench next to them.
“Oh baby,” said Alexa. “I’m ready.”
Mandy gently pushed her lips against Alexa’s pussy and methodically lapped it, coursing her tongue over Alexa’s throbbing lips and diddling her clit with the tip. As Mandy’s tongue entered between her slit, Alexa’s outer lips puffed out and pulsed. Alexa tossed her head back against the fitting room wall, her face pointed up toward the florescent lights above. She closed her eyes tightly and accepted Mandy’s passionate gestures.
Placing her hands atop Mandy’s head, Alexa pulled Mandy into her and spread her legs as wide as she could, her juices now beginning to moisten Mandy’s mouth and chin. Mandy raised her hand up toward Alexa’s vulva, and tenderly eased two fingers past her lips and deep into her pussy. When she did this, Alexa shivered and quickly pulled her hands from Mandy’s head and covered her own breasts with her arms, suddenly very chilly with goosebumps.
Mandy felt her own pussy begin to grow wetter and while she had the sudden worry that she was going to soil the bikini she was trying on, she quickly ignored the thought and continued to pleasure her best friend, as doing so pleasured Mandy herself immensely.
Bringing her hands now to her face, Alexa covered her mouth to stifle her moaning. She placed both hands tightly over her mouth and made a loud, long humming sound, squinting her eyes, her little belly heaving in and out with her hastening breaths.
Suddenly there was a loud knock at the fitting room door. Mandy froze, terror in her eyes, looking toward the door. Alexa’s eyes widened open, she too staring at the door.
“Kylie and Samantha,” said Chase from the other side of the door. “Everything all right in there? Can I get anything for you from the rack?”
“No thanks, Chase,” said Alexa quickly. “We’re still trying stuff on in here. Please don’t come back, we’ll be done shortly.”
“You got it,” they heard from beyond the door.
Voraciously, Mandy dove right back into eating Alexa out. She pushed her lips firmly against Alexa and suckled, letting Alexa’s creaminess course over her mouth, and with her fingers she explored deeply inside Alexa’s moist and pulsating pussy.
With her head against the wall and to the side, Alexa started to thrust her hips slightly all while still stifling her moaning.
“That was so hot,” Alexa said as she panted. “We so almost got caught.”
“Mmmm,” Mandy hummed into Alexa’s pussy, forcing Alexa to immediately cover her mouth once more. Mandy doubled her efforts, quickly pushing her fingers inside Alexa and using her mouth and tongue and focus on Alexa’s clit, sucking and slurping, reveling in consuming her juices and making her best friend happy.
“Shhh,” Alexa said, shushing herself now, her eyes closed, grinding up and down the wall. “I’m coming, Mandy, I’m coming.”
Mandy felt Alexa’s hips and legs shake, clinching onto her head slightly, her hips still grinding as she convulsed. Looking up, Mandy saw Alexa clamp her mouth shut tight and make a screaming face, her eyes squinting and her face wrinkled with pleasured excitement.
“Mmmmmppphh,” was the noise Alexa made, now wiggling her legs back and forth, Mandy still attached to her pussy, dutifully sucking. Alexa then started softly smacking Mandy on the head, shaking her own head back and forth. “Okay, okay, okay,” said Alexa. “Oh my God,” she squealed.
Mandy pulled back and smiled at Alexa from down on her knees. She wiped the corners of her mouth and rubbed the wetness onto Alexa’s thigh.
“Oh God,” huffed Alexa. “That was something.” She looked down and rubbed her own pussy a few times in a circle, shivering and shaking.
*
The girls stepped out of the fitting room, fully clothed, each holding onto a hanger with a single bikini attached to it. Alexa smoothed out her mussed up hair and ran the back of her hand over her forehead to wipe off some sweat. Chase stood not too far off from them, and as the girls approached him on their way to the cash register, he spoke up.
“Everything work out, ladies?” he said with a grin on his face.
“We’re great,” said Alexa, pushing a tendril of hair away from her face. “We’re taking these.” They continued to walk past him, his eyes following them as they walked up front.
“Alexa,” started Mandy. “I got this bikini bottom all wet.” She held it up and showed her friend. Alexa tittered and looked at it closer.
“We’ll just buy it,” she said. “The chick at the counter won’t notice anything.”
“It’s $100,” said Mandy. “I definitely can’t afford that.”
“Just give it here,” Alexa said, taking it out of Mandy’s hands. “I’ve got my Dad’s Amex. I’ll buy them both.”
Mandy sighed as her fear subsided. She reached out and pinched Alexa’s side fondly, Alexa returning her affection with a knowing smile. At the counter, the cashier folded and bagged the suits, swiped Alexa’s Dad’s credit card, and handed everything back to Alexa. Mandy gripped on to her friend by the waist and gave her a thankful hug.
“That was pretty insane,” admitted Alexa as they walked out of the store.
“I’ve never done anything remotely like that,” said Mandy, her heart still pumping with adrenaline.
“That’s what this summer is all about,” said Alexa. “Let’s get out of here and get you home, working girl.”
The laughed together, embraced, and made their way through the mall toward the parking lot.
TAKE OFF MY PANTIES
*
MANDY AND ALEXA sat in Mandy’s Honda Civic at the edge of a lake. They had driven down a hidden dirt road, a secret spot covered on all sides by thick forest, ending at a rocky beach that lead right down into the lake. Often people would come down here to launch their canoe or simply steal away to this concealed, quiet area to be alone.
With her seat all the way back, Mandy laid down with her eyes closed and her hands folded across her stomach. She wore jean cutoffs with the pockets peeking down the legs and a yellow bikini top. Alexa, in the passenger seat, sat reclined slightly with her feet out the window, fingering a small hand-rolled cigarette, and flipping through a magazine.
It was a quiet midweek aftern
oon on the lake, no boats made wake, be they pontoons at the sandbar or small dinghies out fishing. Gulls could be seen lazily flying over the lake, and the warm summer air would often smoothly breeze in through the open windows of Mandy’s car. The radio played generic pop music, but was turned too low to really decipher what song was being sung.
Alexa, wearing a heather grey jersey skirt and a blue tank top, took the last puff of her rollie and then tossed the end out of the window. She exhaled slowly, redirecting her attention to her magazine, flipping through pages to find an article of interest.
“Hey Alexa,” said Mandy. She opened her eyes and turned her head to look at Alexa.
“Yeah babe?” said Alexa, still thumbing through her magazine.
“I’m feeling confused,” Mandy said with an earnest look on her face.
“About what?” asked Alexa, folding the magazine closed and pulling her feet in from the car window. She straightened up and turned slightly to see Mandy.
“About all this,” admitted Mandy. “I’ve been thinking a lot about this… us, I mean. What we’re doing.”
“Oh, I get it,” said Alexa, smiling and putting her hand gently on Mandy’s bare thigh.
“I mean,” started Mandy again. “What are we doing?”
“Just exploring,” said Alexa. “It’s okay. We’re having fun, aren’t we?”
“Well, yeah,” said Mandy. “I just… are we lesbians?”
“Maybe,” said Alexa.
“Are you a lesbian?” said Mandy.
“I don’t know,” said Alexa, shrugging her shoulders. “I like girls,” she continued. “But I also sometimes like boys. I really don’t know.”
“That’s how I feel,” said Mandy. “I do still think about boys, but I’m having a really great time being with you.”
“It doesn’t have to be so black and white,” said Alexa. “We can just enjoy what we’re doing right now and see what happens.”
“That’s true,” said Mandy. “I don’t need any answers right now. I’m just trying to figure it out.”
“That could take a lifetime,” said Alexa, laughing and giving Mandy a pinch.
Mandy laughed softly and batted Alexa’s hand away.
“I got it,” said Alexa. “Let’s do a feelings test.”
“What do you mean?” asked Mandy.
Alexa maneuvered herself around, her feet across Mandy and rested out the driver’s side window. She fussed a bit to get comfortable with her back against the passenger door. Once ready, she hiked her jersey skirt up and over her hips, bunching it around her waist. Underneath she was naked, no panties to cover her up.
“Just watch me and see how you feel,” smiled Alexa. “No touching though. Just watch.”
Alexa licked her fingertips and then moved her hand down between her legs. She placed her spittle-wet fingers on her clit and began to massage herself in slow, smooth circles, applying just a bit of pressure. The fleshy folds of her pussy moved with her circles. She laid her head back against the car doorframe and closed her eyes.
Mandy watched intently, her heart beginning to pound with excitement and fear. She starred at Alexa fingers, adroitly manipulating and fondling herself, hypnotized by the masturbatory motions. Alexa started to moan quietly and these subtle noises shook Mandy inside. An intense longing to reach out and assist came over Mandy and she could feel herself getting moist between her thighs.
“Do you like watching me?” said Alexa tranquilly, her eyes still closed, a sense of passionate calm washed over her face.
“Yes,” admitted Mandy, a tone of embarrassment in her voice.
“It’s okay to like it,” said Alexa. She opened her eyes for just a moment and made a kissy face.
Mandy could feel her own breath quickening as Alexa continued pleasuring herself. She couldn’t keep her eyes off of Alexa’s pussy. It was intoxicating to watch her friend. Alexa moaned softly, and moved her fingers down to her pussy, rubbing them through the wetness that was now glistening from it. She pushed her middle and forefinger down between her lips, puffing them out with each rub, and then curled her fingers inside of her hole, thrusting them a few times before she moved them back to her clit to continue her circular massaging.
“Mmm,” sighed Alexa, draping one hand over the seat-back and letting the other continue its work between her legs. She was relaxed and in her own world, comfortable to let her friend watch her personal moment of self-exploration and release. Mandy could tell Alexa’s breath was mounting, her chest beginning to heave under her thin blue tank top. She could see Alexa’s fingers glimmering with wetness in the afternoon sunlight, a creamy moisture slowly dripping from Alexa’s hole, and Mandy so wanted to reach out and contribute. But this voyeurism also provided her with a secret excitement, and she was starting to feel completely aroused without having touched or been touched.
Alexa’s hips started to thrust gently with her fingering and she sped up her circles, her face contorting slightly into a pleasured visage. With each out-breath she moaned and she braced herself tighter against the car interior with her back and her free hand.
Mandy’s breathing grew heavy as well as she watched her friend. She felt her panties becoming sticky and damp, and she shifted slightly in her laying down position to maintain a good view of the show.
“Oh!” moaned Alexa, thrusting her hips harder and faster now, trying to keep her fingers in motion as she was obviously reaching peak sensitivity. She suddenly pushed herself back and went stiff as a board, her legs rigid as they bridged across Mandy and remained stuck out of the window. Alexa stopped her rubbing and simply cupped her pussy now, sighing and calling out expletives between her breaths. Her eyes squinted and her face crinkled. In her body’s rigidity it shuttered and trembled just so, a wave of electricity coursing through her.
Then Alexa dropped her ass back down to the seat and the stiffness faded. She panted and sighed, her body now limp in the seat. Mandy’s heart was beating incessantly, her own body feeling empathetic tremors from Alexa’s orgasm.
Alexa gradually opened her eyes and smiled, looking at her friend.
“Well?” asked Alexa coyly.
“That felt pretty good,” said Mandy, returning the smile. “My heart is still racing.”
Alexa pulled her feet from out of the driver side window, swung her legs back around to her own seat, and as she positioned herself sitting straight again she pulled her jersey skirt down over her hips to cover her thighs. From her purse resting on the floor below her, she removed her tobacco sachet and started to skillfully roll another cigarette.
“So that’s all I’m saying,” said Alexa. “Let’s just have fun and feel good this summer.”
“Okay,” said Mandy, taking deep breaths and trying to calm down.
“We’re young, free, and we’ve got all the time in the world,” continued Alexa. “We’ve got to take advantage of that.”
Mandy nodded and smiled. She lay back in her reclined seat and closed her eyes once more, the image of Alexa fondling herself still fresh in her memory.
*
Later on, the girls walked in through the front door of Alexa’s parents house. Her parents had a nice modern, solidly built house with brick and stone construction. As they entered with a jangle of keys and the slamming of the door, they encountered Alexa’s father near the foyer, going through a bundle of mail.
“Girls,” said Alexa’s father in greeting. “You both look adequately relaxed.”
“Oh stop, Dad,” said Alexa smiling and approaching him. She wrapped her arms around him and they hugged.
“A package came for you,” he said, pointing to a small brown box on a table in the foyer.
“Ah,” said Alexa. “Makeup.”
“I was hoping it would be a book,” started Alexa’s father. “But we can’t all get what we want.”
Alexa laughed and smacked him on the arm.
“Mandy, let’s go upstairs and take a look at this,” said Alexa, grabbing the package from
the table.
“Think you’ll stay for dinner, Mandy?” asked Alexa’s father.
“Sure,” Mandy said with an agreeable smile.
“Have you decided on a college?” said Alexa’s father, smiling softly at her. “There’s still time. You’re only a year back.”
“Not yet,” said Mandy timidly. “I’m still figuring it all out.”
“Leave her alone, Dad,” said Alexa. “We’ll be down later for dinner.”
The girls spun away from Alexa’s father and quickly trotted up the stairs toward Alexa’s bedroom. As they pushed through the bedroom door, Alexa let Mandy walk by her and then she swiftly shut and locked her door. Making her way to the dresser, she grabbed a small pocketknife from a bowl on top and then motioned for Mandy to follow her over to the bed. Alexa put the package on the bed and the girls both hopped up and sat around it.
“So what kind of makeup did you get?” said Mandy.
“This isn’t makeup,” said Alexa impishly. She flicked the knife open and dragged the blade along the top of the box to sever the tape. Opening the box up, she pulled out a plastic package with a long vacuum-sealed pink totem inside. She held it up toward Mandy and grinned.
“Is that a dildo?” asked Mandy incredulously. Alexa nodded excitedly and then turned the knife onto the dildo packaging, swiftly freeing it from its wrapping.
“Have you ever used one?” said Alexa, turning the dildo around and admiring it.
“No,” said Mandy, she too looking at it though somewhat cautiously. “But it does make me a little excited.”
“I’m gonna go wash it,” said Alexa, popping up from the bed and dashing toward her en-suite bathroom. Mandy could hear the faucet turn on as Alexa rinsed and prepared the new toy.
Mandy felt her heartbeat abruptly begin to increase and she sensed a weird exhilaration bubbling up within her, some sort of expectation mixed with a vague fear of the unknown. She slid up further on the bed and sat on her knees, now hearing the faucet shut off.
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