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Darcy's New Feelings
Part 1
By Eleanora Fagin
It was 8:00a.m. saturday morning and Darcy had just woken up. She really
liked the weekends. It wasn't so much that there was no school. School
was alright. It wasn't so much that she got to sleep in. She usually
woke up early any way. What she really liked was the extra time she had
to play with herself. Monday through friday she had to rub her pussy
fast, cum, and then get up for school. Today she had all the time in the
world.
She was hornier than usual, which she thought strange, since she had
gotten layed the night before. And not by some inexperienced 8th grade
classmate. No, this had been a high school junior, with his own car, a
great bod, and a lot of experience. Having older, hot guys, ask her out
was common. It wasn't that she was a slut, though she did like to fuck.
No, she was just so gorgeous, with her long wavy, blond hair, perfect
complexion,long legs,and pert,not too big breasts.She had a natural
smile and a happy ,bright outlook that endeared her to everyone she met.
Darcy had fucked six or so different guys in the last year, but the only
time she came was home alone in her bed every morning and just about
every night. She was starting to think there might be something wrong
with her. Well, at least she had herself to make her happy.
Her masturbation routine had changed as of late. The mechanics were
still the same, but the lust object was different. When she first
started, she thought mainly of rock stars and movie stars, or the better
looking high school boys in the neighborhood. But now that she was
getting some of her fantasies,those thoughts weren't there. What was
there was strange to her. She couldn't stop thinking about a girl she
had seen a number of times at the mall. This girl and her friends didn't
go to her school, they must be from the other local junior high. This
hot chick was a redhead, with the requisite freckles. She was about
5'1", a little shorter than Darcy. She was thin, and had medium size
tits with nipples that always seemed to show through her tops. But the
thing that really turned Darcy on was the girl's "don't give a fuck"
attitude. She walked around the mall, acted however she felt,and said
whatever she wanted without caring what others thought. Darcy herself,
while not reserved, was still a little self conscious. She wished she
could be that free.
Darcy reached over and took a Virginia Slim 120 out of the pack on her
nightstand, and lit her first cigarette of the day. The first one was
the best not only because it tasted the best, but because it accompanied
a good pussy rubbing. And since this was saturday, it would be a two, or
even three cigarette jack-off.
As she began to gently rub her clit, she drew in heavily on the VS,
inhaling deeply into her lungs, savoring that first blast of nicotine.
She gently exhaled, feeling the tingle on every inch of her throat and
mouth. As she rubbed and smoked, she thought about the redheaded girl.
She saw her face, she saw the swagger in her walk,,she heard her laugh.
She imagined her in a bra and panties, she imagined her naked. She
imagined her playing with herself, rubbing her nipples, and fingering
herself. Now Darcy was starting to get hot. She started to rub her hole
as well as her clit as she drew ever deeper on her cigarette. She
started humping motions, imagining the redhead was on top of her, though
she wasn't sure that was how two girls did it. She felt the orgasm
coming on. The little man in the boat was standing erect, and the ocean
was spraying him. Darcy quivered as she came through her whole body,
probably harder than she had ever come before. She put out her cigarette
and quickly lit another. Cumming again really quickly was the main thing
on her mind, as she imagined the redhead's tongue between her thighs.
She was probably as wet as if there really was someone down there. That
wonderful feeling unexpectedly shot through her again, less than a
minute after the first orgasm.
"Oh my fucking God, I can't believe I'm cumming again so soon, Oooooh
shit this is so fucking great, my pussy is so alive. I love my pussy and
my pussy loves me. How long can this go on? I'm gonna fuck myself til it
I'm raw".
She didn't exactly do that, but when she got out of bed, she had smoked
five cigarettes and cum six times.
After showering and dressing, Darcy went downstairs to have breakfast.
Her mother was sitting at the table reading the paper. Not being in an
eating mood, Darcy just ate a plain bagel, and drank a cup of coffee.
"How was your date last night, dear?", her mother asked politely.
Darcy didn't answer right away. First she lit a cigarette, then thought
about how much she would tell her mother about the date. Her mother was
pretty cool. She didn't mind her dating older boys and staying out kind
of late. She had let her smoke in the house for the last six months,
though she threw a fit when she first caught her, and gave her a lot of
shit for a while. But she didn't know how her mother would react to her
screwing. She even worried that she would hear her playing with herself.
Darcy decided to let sleeping dogs lie. "It was o.k. He's a pretty nice
guy, but I don't think I want to go out with him again".
"What are you planning on doing with yourself today?"
"The only thing I'm sure I want to do is go to the mall. There's
something there I really need".
Before her mother could ask her just what she needed, there was a knock
at the door.
"C'mon in Crystal. I've been waiting for you". Crystal was Darcy's next
door neighbor and her best friend for as long as she could remember. She
was a little taller than Darcy,but had a very slim build. Her mother was
Vietnamese, having come to the states as a child after the fall of
Saigon. Crystals feature were mostly those of her caucasian father, with
her jet blackhair and exotic eyes being the only nods to her
biraciality. The two girls had gone through all their life experiences
together. From first day of school to little girl crushes to camp to
first period to first cigarette, they were like sisters. That was until
sex. When Darcy started masturbating, she couldn't wait to talk about it
with Crystal, but to her surprise, Crystal backed away, and the few
other times she brought it up, the response was the same, so that was
that. She also tried to fix Crystal up a few times to double date, but
she seemed afraid to go out with the older guys. And while they were
still best friends, there was no way she was ready to hear about Darcy's
new fantasy girl.
"Have a cup of coffee, Crystal?"
"Sure, Mrs. Wallace".
As Darcy's mom poured, Crystal took a Kool 100 out of her pack,and lit
it. She really liked smoking. In fact it was probably the only "vice"
she had, so it probably had to make up for all the ones she passed on.
She inhaled deeply and as she blew the smoke out of her nose, she
inhaled again, this time blowing out a half a dozen perfect smoke rings.
She was proud of how good her smoke rings were. She had worked hard and
long to be so accomplished.
"I'm glad ypu came early, I want to get to the mall right away", said
Darcy,not giving the reason for her anxiety.
It was a two mile walk to the mall, but it was a pleasant fall day and
they didn't mind the trek. On the way, Crystal asked why Darcy was in
such a hurry. Was there some new outfit she wanted? Darcy was evasive.
When they reached the mall, they sat on a bench outside, having a last
cigarette before entering.
The two girls had a regular routine. They would visit certain stores in
a certain order. Today, however , Darcy kept on wandering, almost as if
she weren't paying correct attention to shopping. Crystal noticed her
continuously turning, as if she were looking for something. If she only
new!
Finally Crytal suggested they go to the food court and relax. As they
walked in, Darcy's heart skipped a beat. There at the back of the
Tacorama line was "The Redhead". Darcy grabbed Crystal and ran to the
line before anyone else could separate them from the object of her lust.
"What are we doing here? You hate mexican food".
"Shit, Crystal, can't a girl change her preferences? I feel like a
tostada".
Here she was, only a foot away. But how to start a conversation? Darcy
usually felt at ease with strangers and small talk was easy for her, but
this was different. Not only was her nervousness dulling her mind, but
she had to be sure that she didn't say any thing stupid. This was too
important. She noticed that the cashier was unusually incompetent,
resulting in a slow moving line. Not only would that give her more time
to be close, it also would give her an opening line.
Darcy breathed in, and asked "Does it seem to you this line is moving
awfully slowly?". She hoped she hadn't sounded stupid.
"You're fucking right it's slow. I'm getting pissed as shit standing
here, so I'm glad someone so nice is standing in back of me. I'm
Gracie".
Darcy heaved a sigh of relief that doubled as a sigh of happiness. Not
only had she not come off as an idiot, but the readhead,er, Gracie
seemed taken with her. She and Crystal introduced themselves. The three
girls exchanged basic information. All three were thirteen, they were
all in the 8th grade, Gracie indeed went to the other junior high, and
she lived about a mile beyond the mall. The line still wasn't moving,
and Gracie seemed a little irked.
"This is ridiculous. I'm gonna have a fucking smoke", she said, pulling
a Marlboro Light 100 from her pocket, and lighting it. While smoking was
allowed in the food court, Darcy was sure it wasn't in the line, but so
eager she was to bond with her new friend that she lit up too.
"Hey, what are you guys doing.You can't smoke here",Crystal cried ,
mostly out of embarrassment. They were breaking the rules and might be
stared at.
Gracie looked at Darcy and smirked, "Is your friend a fucking woos or
what?", taking a big hit off her cigarette.
"Yes I guess she is a fucking woos, but she's a nice fucking woos",
replied Darcy, taking a nice drag herself.
They finally got through the line and sat down at a bench in the corner.
Crystal sat on one side of the table and Darcy the other. Gracie, who
had explained that her usual gang of mall friends had various other
plans this day, leaving to her being alone, was glad to have someone to
eat with, and sat down next to Darcy. As a matter of fact she sat down
exactly next to Darcy, so close their legs were touching each other.
Darcy tensed up for a moment. Now she was embarrassed,as well as
nervous. How would it look to everyone in the food court, these two
young girls sitting so close to each other. Then she realized this was
what was so exciting about Gracie, her utter disregard to what others
thought of her. And the utter balls of the girl, to be so forward as to
sit up against a near stranger. Well at least this was an indication
that Gracie might act in real life as she had in her fantasies.
The girls ate their meals, talking about music, school, movies, a lot of
the usual girl stuff. When the subject of romance came up, Gracie talked
first. "Boys are alright, but wht I really like is sucking pussy. That
and getting eaten myself".
Crystal almost choked on her burrito. She couldn't believe what she was
hearing, and even though it excited her a little bit, she would never
admit it. She looked across the table at Darcy, expecting the same look
of outrage she had.
Darcy was between a rock and a hard place. She didn't want Crystal to
know she was thrilled by the talk, but she didn't want Gracie to think
she wasn't. So she kept her mouth shut and tried for an expression that
could be read both ways.
As the girls had after meal cigarettes, Gracie, who had been rubbing
Darcy's leg the whole time they had been sitting there, asked her new
pals if they would like to come over to her house. Darcy said that
they'd love to, much to Crystsal's surprise. The leg rubbing had been
out of her sight. Crystal got up to go to the restroom, asking Darcy to
go along. When they got in, she said to her best friend,"I can't believe
you want to go to her house. For God's sake, she's a lez".
"Shit, Crystal, don't be such a tightass. It'll be fun".
"Well, go by yourself, if you want, I sure as shit am not".
Darcy was kind of glad she was going alone. She would not have to try to
act two ways. She could hang loose and go with whatever happened. She
was excited about her new adventure.
Darcy and Gracie said goodbye to Crystal and headed to Gracies house.
Darcy asked Gracie about her family. She had a mother, and a sister in
5th grade. Her parents had split up when they were little and her father
had given up custody.Her mother wasn't a very good authority figure. Oh,
she tried, but she was kind of weak and easily intimidated, and Gracie
found out early on that she could pretty much boss her mother around.
Darcy couldn't help but notice that almost every other word out of
Gracie's mouth was a swear word. Darcy was a moderate curser herself.
She didn't talk that way for effect, it was natural, but this girl was
another animal altogether.
This did not bother her in the least. In fact it gave her a rush, the
naughtiness of it. Darcy decided that she was not nearly naughty enough
herself,and that Gracie was just the person to give her naughty lessons.
They reached the house and entered. Gracie announced their arrival."Hey,
ma I'm fucking home, and I got someone sweet for you to meet". Her
mother came out of the laundry room and was introduced. Gracie put her
arm around Darcy's shoulder and said, "Mom, this is Darcy, don't you
think she's gorgeous? I hope she likes me as much as I like her". Mom
smiled nervously.
Darcy did't feel put on the spot at all. She looked Gracie straight in
the eyes and simply said, "I do".
"I'm glad you said that. Sit down on the couch and I'll get us a couple
of fucking beers".
"Shit, thought Darcy, we're gonna drink in her house with her mother
here. She really must run things".
Gracie returned in a minute with a couple of bottles of Michelob and sat
down next to Darcy and lifted Darcy's legs over hers. As they drank
their beers, Gracie started to talk romantically. "You know Darcy, I've
noticed you at the mall before and you've allways turned me on. I've
wanted to fuck you from the first time I saw you, but I didn't know if
you liked screwing girls".
Darcy was totally honest with her. "I didn't until I saw you. In fact,
Ive been fantasizing about you when I play with myself".
Gracie was blown away by what she heard. To show her appreciation, she
started rubbing Darcy's tits, first over her clothes,then, after she
lifted off her shirt and undid her bra, right on the bare flesh. Darcy
had to laugh at how quickly her bra had come off, as opposed to how the
boys had fumbled around. Furthermore, Gracies technique on her tits was
quite unlike the boys, who, squeezed and sucked and bit all wrong,
thinking they were getting her off when they were just getting her
frustrated. Gracie knew just how to finger the tits, how to flick her
tongue on the nipple, just how hard to suck. It was hard for her to
imagine getting this hot just from upper body contact.
"Uh, Gracie , I think I'm gonna cum. Shit, you're good".
"If you're gonna cum, hold on a sec and I'll really make you fucking
cum".
In about three seconds, Gracie removed Darcy's jeans and undies and
started in on her cunt. It was obvious that she was no beginner. Darcys
cigarettes had fallen out of her pants on the couch. She put one between
her lips and asked, "Do you mind if I smoke while you eat?" Gracie
nodded her ok, her head buried in her lovers muff.
Darcy could feel the tongue fluttering her clit at what seemed like
hummingbird speed. Nothing she or any boy had done down there before
could compare in any way to what was happening now. As Darcy drew on her
cigarette, it seemed the smoke was going beyond her lungs down to her
snatch, and exploding there. She thought her morning orgasm was big.
This was humongous. As she shivered, she began to moan, quietly at
first, then louder. Gracie, obviously aware what was going on, sucked
even more intently, wanting the experience to be unforgettable for
Darcy. There was no chance it wouldn't be.
"This is the best I've ever felt in my entire, fucking, life.
Absolutely, fucking ever".
"I could tell you were getting off real good. Your cunt is unbelievably
wet and your clit was actually vibrating. Light me a cigarette, will
ya".
Just that moment, Gracies mother walked by, frowning and clearing her
throat. "Fuck, Darcy, if she bothers you, we can go up to my room".
Darcy nodded yes, Gracie got a couple of more beers out of the
refrigerator and they headed up the stairs.
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