Her house- with Anne

 Marissa awoke hours later, lying on the black-leather couch in her dorm's living room, alarm clock reading Saturday 8Am. She tore back the covers and sat up, holding her head in her hands. She was wearing her favorite pajama top and her panties. She quickly pulled out a pair of pajama bottoms and went to the kitchen After a minute or two, she remembered everything that happened in the last two days but passed it off as a bad dream. Standing in her kitchen, she poured herself a cup of coffee. She usually liked it sweet but this time she left the sugar out all together, though she did put alot more milk then usual.
   While sipping on her coffee, she turned the radio on to her favorite station and left the volume at medium. As she walked to her window and stared at the view. Glancing at her reflection in the mirror, Marissa was your typical prep girl. Typical long brown hair tied up tight in a pony-tail and dropped passed her shoulders. Typical skinny waist with natural C-cup boobs accented by her tight, cotton-yellow bed-shirt that seemed just a bit too short for her, as is slightly showed some subtle skin between her shorts and her shirt. Her legs were long, toned. Must have been from all that shopping she does at the mall..

   She heard a slight thump, turned, and noticed the bathroom door was closed and the light was on. she moved to the door and put her ear against it- she heard falling water- someone was in her shower. Backing against the wall, she grabbed the bat she left there when she first got the room, and waited as small shadows crept towards the crack under the door. When the knob finally opened, Marrissa posed to swing when the figure of a woman in a towel stood there quite confused. It was Anne, Marissa's best friend. She was wrapped in a towel that just barely covered her nipples and hung down passed her knees. Her hair, very short and dark-brown, was still wet and lightly slicked back, with 2 licks of hair hanging down infront of her right eye, just passed her nose. As she screamed, she fell back and held her hand out for Marissa to stop. After a few seconds, Marissa spoke.

"My god, what are you doing taking a shower in my house?"

"Jeez.. I'm sorry! You passed out in the middle of the changing room so I told them we were friends and had the school bring you back to your dorm. I promised I'd stay here with you until you woke up."

"Wait wait, what are you talking about. When did I pass out??"

"After track practice, in the showers. I asked you to help me with something and you.." Marissa's eyes widened as she started to realize that her bad dream wasn't a dream at all. Anne looked happily surprized.

"So you do remember, thats good."

"I wish I didn't"

"What? Oh, you mean.. Well, it's nothing to be embarrassed about Marissa, I was a little scared when I started thinking about it. It's normal for us girls to go through this, at least thats what my mom said to me."

"No! You don't understand!"

"Sure I do! Like I said, I went through this too! I know wh-" Marissa started walking away. After a pause she turned around and stared at Anne, sadly. She then began telling the story about the young lesbian she shunned and her "curse". Even though Anne had a hard time believing this, she knew she could trust Marissa wouldn't make something like this up without a reason.

"Alright... Well... , maybe this is just a part of you she somehow let out. Something deep inside that you couldn't see in yourself. Lately have you found girls attractive? Like, have you... thought about them alot?"

".. yes"

"And how did it feel? I mean.. how did it feel.. with me?"

"Anne, .... you're my best friends and I'm not gona lie to you, I was truly disgusted at first. Just the thought of... made me sick. But when you did what you did to me... I've had sex before-"

"I know"

"-lots of times, but this... nothing, Nothing, has ever felt that good! I've done it every way you could think of, and I loved it.. But, ever since that girl, ever since the shower incident, ever since You, I can't stop thinking about it! And every time I do I crave it more."

"Are you saying you like it now?"

"No, I'm saying I want it now!" Marissa grabbed Anne's towel in the middle with one finger and slowly began pulling it towards her, pulling it open. Anne snapped her hand to her chest, keeping it from sliding off.

"But Marissa, are you sure you want t-"

"No more questions. Just shut up and give me what I want before I throw you on this bed and take it myself!"

"but what i-"

"No more questions" Marissa tugged Anne hard, close to her body and thier lips met. Soon their tounges were swimming around each other ever so slowly, gracefully. Marissa, no longer disgusted, but very turned on, ran her hands slowly up Anne's back.

   Anne had been bi-sexual her whole high-school years and into college. She was an early bloomer as far as virgins go, as she had sex with a boy the last day of 9th grade. This was also to be her first time with a girl as well. Before this she had only told 3 people, her old best friends, about her curiosity about women. Then they all shunned her and after that day, the whole school knew. Now come the Freshman Formal dance and she winds up in the saddle with this jock of a kid, Dan, who tricked her into having sex with him as "an experiment" and that "half the school was already doing it". No more then 15 minutes after Dan got Anne on her back, the school slut Angie walks in on them. Dan, at this point, is still fucking her but now has his hands on hers, pinning her to the ground. 

"Well well Lezzy, I hear you said you might wana try some pussy? From what I can see you like cock well enough!" Anne dropped her leg from Dan's left shoulder and looked on, unable to keep Dan still hasn't stopped fucking her, but still focuses on restraining her to the ground. Anne looks at him;

"How is she at sucking cock, Dan? She just as good at that as she is at riding cock too?" He said nothing, just smiled and nodded.

"Well then, how about we give her a little taste of the other gender!"

"Yes, do it! lets see if she likes pussy as much as she says!" Without wasting a second, Angie slipped off her loin-cloth of a pair of shorts (she didn't bother wearing panties to the dance, she knew if her plan with Dan and Anne didn't work, she'd just find someone else to fuck by the end of the night) and knelt down above Anne's head. Knowing she couldn't win against Dan, she just looked in horror as Angie lowered her pussy right onto her face while she was still moaning from Dan's still-constant pumping of her pussy.
She couldn't say much, but managed to scream "Help!" out before Angie's pussy muffled her voice. Angie, at first sort of face-fucked her, grinding her pussy even further into Anne's mouth. Still wanting to push her off of her, Anne tried to free her hands only to feel Dan's vice-grip hands keep her down. Angie lifted her own shirt over her D-cup breasts and slipped the bra down. Her bra came off easily as if it were too big for her already swollen breasts, she probably was hoping to fill it out eventually. She reached down and pulled up Anne's shirt from her chest, and pinched Anne's nipples hard screaming "Lick me, Anne. You said you liked this!" Before she finished yelling, Anne already started eating Angie's pink pussy. She figured that if she was to ever find out if she liked girls or not, the best thing to do would be dive in and go for it. So she did.
After licking Angie to orgasm, they sat her on a chair, strapping her down with some tape and had her suck Dan's cock while spreading her legs wide for Angie's experienced tongue. It was Anne's first time feeling another woman's tongue on against her dripping wet cunt so even Angie's amateur technique felt great to her.

Better then great.

"You weren't kidding, she is a natural cock-sucker!"

   She reached an orgasm before Dan so her quaking and intense pleasure just made her suck him that much harder. Unable to continue, he shoved her head as far into her throat as she could and spurt every last little drop he had until she couldn't hold it any longer. Coughing and gasping for air, she finally calmed down and fell limp. Cutting her loose and re-dressing her, they left her in the storage closet to leave whenever she wanted, knowing full well she wouldn't ever tell what happened to her to anyone. She knew what everyone would say. But they were wrong, 3 weeks and 2 law-suits later, Anne's parents moved, bought an expensive house in the burbs, and Anne joined a new high-school where she met Marissa. But, unexpectedly Anne, going through what she did, came to enjoy the thought of a woman's body more and more and began to hate men for what Dan did to her, so it's no surprise she decided to drop the suit on Angie, only Angie..  Which brings us up to date!

   Moving to the bed, Marissa almost threw Anne onto the bed before she jumped on top of her and gets to work.