Marissa and Sonya

I’m a “straight” girl. As in, I’d never date another girl, but I got off on lesbian porn, and have a tendency to fantasize about other girls and whatever.

I knew I could pull the bi and lesbian girls in school if I wanted to- not to brag, but I don’t look to bad. Tan skin, 48D’s, black hair, brown eyes. I don’t think I’m too attractive, but plenty of my classmates do.

I go to an all girls boarding school in California. My parents finally sent me after I’d begged to go the year before. They’re still living back home in West Virginia. So I was a free girl.

Mind you, I’m not one of those preppy whores. I don’t like pink, I rarely wear makeup, I don’t want a cell phone, and I’m still a virgin.

I do, however, like to dress like a whore. But pretty much all the girls at school do. I look like a Christian school girl compared to some of the other girls- some of my friends.

School uniform requires a black skirt, white top, and black shoes. There’s no other regulations as long as you’ve go your “private parts” covered. So, like most of the other girls, I take advantage of that situation.

My wardrobe consists of white button down shirts black skirts and black shoes, just like I’m supposed to. Because I’m a “good girl.” Yeah right.

My shirts are see-through white. I only button up the two buttons on my shirt that are on my chest, leaving my pierced naval and stomach exposed. Maximum cleavage. I wear bright colored bras with cool designs on them. My skirts are all fairly short and if I bend over you can see my panties that match my bras.

How I dress is nothing compared to my best friend Sonya though. She wears no bra- perky 38C’s, but what she lacks in chest, she makes up in ass - and only one button done up over her tits. Wrapping a ribbon around her waist one time would make a more chaste skirt for her compared to what she normally wears. She wears black high heels- stilettos in fact. Her hair is always tied up in a messy bun that always makes her look like she like got done with the hottest fuck of her life.


Sonya and I always meet up after our last class to walk back to our dorm- did I mention we’re roommates? After class we always slip on our bathing suits and head for the pool. Sonya picks up a new girl nearly every week- FYI, she’s lesbian. “Straight curious” she calls herself, only because when she’s horny and no girls will give she goes into the teacher’s lounge (all male staff) and fucks the nearest teacher.

Sonya’s bathing suit was even less modest than her uniform, leaving nothing, right down to her areoles, to the imagination. Each would-be cup was actually just a little diamond of thin material that covered her nipples. The bottom was a bigger diamond that covered her shaved pussy. It connected to the back with a thin string that went up her ass. Nothing to cover her ass.

“Still friends with benefits on Janie?” I asked her as we walked to the pool. I glanced down at her tits- rock hard nipples.

She rolled her eyes. “Yes, and-” she grabbed my face with one hand “- if you want, we can give it a try.” She let go of my face and winked. Obviously, I needed to be more discreet about checking her out.

It was my turn to roll my eyes. “I don’t go that way, no matter how bad you wish.” I playfully grabbed her head and put her face to my chest. “It’ll be alright, Sonya,” I teased in a fake sad voice. “One day you’ll find someone as sexy as me who’ll give you the hottest fuck of your life.”

She laughed and bit my right tit, making me let her go. “Delicious,” she laughed.

I stuck my tongue out at her.

“Is that an offer?”

I flipped her the bird before I flipped my hair dramatically and walked away like the prissy girls do on those cheesy old movies.

She picked up her step to keep up with me and two seconds later we were laughing at our dumb jokes.

Sonya didn’t even go swimming today, she sat on Janie’s lap and they made out for the two hours I was swimming in the pool.

We went straight from the pool to dinner, not caring about dressing in street clothes. After dinner we went back to our dorm to relax.

“Hey, Rissy, I-” Sonya began.

“Ah, c’mon Sonya, don’t call me that. I hate that nickname.”

“Fine, Marissa.” She stuck her tongue out at me. “You know how I was kissing Janie at the pool today?”

“I could here your lips smacking against each other under water,” I commented, snickering.

“Well, that left me a little-” she blushed “- excited. Do you mind if I…?”

I rolled my eyes. “You know I don’t care. I mean, c’mon, Sonya. I didn’t object at all when you let CeeCee eat you on my bed- while I was in the room.”

She laughed. “That girl had a long ass tongue.”

I laughed with her. “I got stuff to do on the computer anyways.”

“Porn again?” she asked, giving me an innocent face.

“None of your business.”

She stuck her tongue out at me. “Lesbian porn?”

“So?” I didn’t look up, my face got a little hot. I opened my laptop and turned it on.

“I don’t get why you’ll watch girls you don’t know fuck but you won’t even let me touch you.”

I ignored her as I pulled up the internet. Truth be told, I fantasized about Sonya more than any other girl. I was just too embarrassed to tell her. Or do anything.

I pulled up the internet and type into the address bar.

Sonya must have forgotten about her “excitement” because she plopped onto my bed and laid on her stomach to watch the videos with me.

I typed “trib” into the search box. Sonya pointed to the video that was titled “Roommates trib.” I stuck my tongue out at her but clicked on the video.

I clicked play and set the laptop in front of me, laying down on my stomach next to her.

It was about three minutes into the video. Sonya seemed to remember her excitement because I saw her slip a her under her chest to tweak her nipples. I felt myself getting aroused too, I almost wanted to copycat the video with Sonya. Almost.

She must have slid her hand down to her pussy because Sonya gave a little gasp. I glanced at her, eyebrows raised, but she didn’t return to look. Her face and neck were red, so she knew I’d caught her.

My eyes were still on the screen. There was a close up of the girl’s pussies rubbing against each other. I crossed my legs and could feel how slick my pussy was already getting. Probably more from my fantasizing about Sonya than the video.

I hadn’t realized it until I heard her whisper. “You’re breathing a little hard,” Sonya whispered in my ear. “You can touch yourself, Marissa. I don’t mind.”

Now it was my turn to blush. None the less I slipped my hand down to my slick pussy as subtly as I could.

I was amazed at how wet I was. My clit was erect and as my fingers slid down my labia to my soaking hole they brushed my clit. I gave a soft involuntary moan.

Sonya rolled over so she was on her back. Her fingers were pushing in and out of her ...

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