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Ruthann's High School - 3
by Strength + Wisdom (silvermanez@hotmail.com)

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After soccer practice, a little afternoon delight. (FF-
teens, 1st-bi-expr, rom)

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PART 3

By the time that Ruth-Ann got to the last period of the 
day, she was so excited it was hard to sit still. Going 
to all of her classes, knowing that the panties she 
left the house with this morning were now in her 
Principal's possession had just kept her wet all day. 

It was a very strange and cool sensation to go to 
biology class today and have to sit on the little metal 
stools. Because she was bare underneath, her moist 
pussy had been resting directly on the cold metal, 
which was very uncomfortable at first, but as her over-
excited body heated the metal, it became much more 
comfortable. She was amused immensely at the end of 
class when she stood up and saw the wetness that had 
accumulated on the stool where she had been sitting.

So now it was time for soccer practice. She hurried to 
the locker room, not even stopping at her locker to 
drop off her book bag. She wanted to get changed into 
her soccer shorts before anyone else got in there, not 
sure how she would explain that one if anyone did 
happen to see. Unfortunately, even the best-laid plans 
fail sometimes.

"Ruth-Ann, you don't have any panties on!" In her haste 
to get changed, Ruth-Ann had lost track of what was 
going on around her, and had not heard the door to the 
locker room open. There stood her friend Jennifer, book 
bag in hand, looking at her. Ruth-Ann had just taken 
off her skirt, and since her locker was still locked, 
it was pretty obvious that she had not taken her 
panties off first.

"Uh.... I already took them off." Maybe she could bluff 
her way out of this one. Unfortunately, Jennifer was 
quicker than that.

"Oh bullshit. Why would you take your panties off 
before soccer practice? You would only take them off 
after to shower." Jennifer's eyes suddenly grew a 
little brighter. "Have you been walking around all day 
without panties on?"

Ruth-Ann thought about it for a couple of seconds, and 
decided that the truth was stranger than anything she 
would be able to make up on the spot. " I lost them."

Jennifer began to giggle. "You lost them? Didn't you 
have them on? How in the hell do you lose your panties 
when you are wearing them? Did your pussy eat them?"

Ruth-Ann blushed furiously, but managed to respond. 
"No, my pussy did not eat them. If I promise to tell 
you later, will you let it drop for now? Please?"

Jennifer thought for a second. "Ok, but only if you 
promise to tell me later. Anything that you can't tell 
me know has to be a killer story." She started for her 
locker next to Ruth-Ann's. "How the hell do you lose 
your panties?"

Jennifer continued to mumble that phrase over and over 
under her breath as she sat down next to Ruth-Ann on 
the bench and began to change into her practice 
uniform. Ruth-Ann noticed that her friend sure was 
taking a look as she took off her too-small white lace 
bra, and pulled on her sports bra. She knew that her 
breasts were considerably larger than Jennifer's, which 
just made sense. While Jennifer was long and lean, with 
breasts that were on the small side, Ruth-Ann was a 
couple of inches shorter, but carried a lot more muscle 
on her frame, and her breasts were in proportion to 
that.

The girls finally got changed, and made it onto the 
field with the rest of the team. Since it was the first 
day of the new school year, their coach was taking it 
easy on them, making sure all the girls on the team 
were still in some semblance of shape, and that no one 
was going to pass out or throw up. Because Ruth-Ann had 
made a point of running and swimming every day during 
the summer, she was in better shape than most of the 
girls, and it showed. 

She and Jennifer pretty much ran circles around the 
rest of the team, so at the end of practice when the 
rest of the squad was laying on the sideline gasping 
for breath, Ruth-Ann and Jennifer were already heading 
for the showers.

Back in the locker room, Jennifer was untying her 
cleats when Ruth-Ann spoke up. 

"Jenn, do you have anything you have to do this 
evening?"

"It's the first day of school. Of course I don't have 
anything to do. Why?"

"Well, I have to go shopping this evening, because 
apparently my school uniforms are too small. Do you 
want to go with me?"

"Sure. Let me take a shower real quick, and then we can 
go."

Ruth-Ann paused for a second, and them spoke up again. 
"Well, since I don't have any other clothes with me, 
why don't we go back to my house first, and then go 
from there? We can shower at my house. My parents won't 
be home before dinner."

Ruth-Ann let that last statement hang in the air, 
hoping that Jennifer would get the hint that she was 
interested in continuing what they had started back in 
May. Apparently Jennifer did understand, or totally 
missed it, because she responded quickly. "That sounds 
good. However, I don't have any clothes to change into 
besides my school uniform. Although I guess I could buy 
new clothes while we are at the mall. That's what my 
dad's AmEx is for, right."

"That's right. Great. Lets get out of here so we have 
as much time as possible to shop."

The two excited teens quickly gathered their stuff, 
only taking enough time to switch from cleats to flip-
flops. As Jennifer jumped into her BMW sedan, Ruth-Ann 
climbed into her Ford Explorer. Windows down, radio up, 
and away them went.

Jennifer followed close behind Ruth-Ann's Ford as they 
headed away from school. She knew that her BMW could 
corner with best of them, but she did not want to lose 
Ruth-Ann at all now. She hoped that the way that Ruth-
Ann had invited her over to her house, instead of 
showering at school, meant what she thought that it 
did. The episode between the two of them the past 
spring still kept a place in her mind, and she hoped 
that maybe the tone of her friend's voice meant that 
she too was interested in seeing if this could go any 
further.

Pulling into the driveway of Ruth-Ann's house, Jennifer 
was somewhat impressed. The house was not overly large, 
like some of the houses in the area, but it was obvious 
that it sat on a whole lot of land, which gave a nice 
sense of privacy in the crowded neighborhood. As 
Jennifer put the Beemer in park, she noticed a dog in 
the window looking out, but did not notice any other 
movement, and no other cars in the drive. The setup 
could not be any better if she had planned it herself 
ahead of time.

Into the house the two girls ran, eager to get ready so 
that they could head to the mall for the evening's 
entertainment. "Jennifer, meet Max. Max, Jennifer." Max 
had already introduced himself to Jennifer by putting 
his paws on her waist and trying to lick her face.

"Well hello there Max. Did you have a good day at 
home?" As Jennifer asked the question, she gave Max a 
good scratch behind the ears as a welcome. Max 
apparently decided that she was OK, for he got off of 
her waist and walked back over to sit in front of the 
window again.

"Up this way, Jennifer." Ruth-Ann was already half way 
up a staircase that was at the end of the entryway. "My 
room is at the top of the stairs in the back."

Jennifer picked up her book bag and obediently 
followed. At the top of the stairs was an open door 
that led into a game room of some sort, and a closed 
door that she assumed belonged to Ruth-Ann. But that 
was it. 

"Only two doors up here. Do you have to go downstairs 
to use the bathroom?"

"No, when whoever built this house thought up the 
plans, they must have had a teenage girl in mind. My 
room is here, and a full bath is attached to the room. 
If I had a fridge up here, I could not emerge for days 
at a time. And with my brother, there have been times 
that I have wanted to do just that."

"Where is your brother's room?"


"He has a conversion room in the basement. My parent's 
room is on the ground floor, so we all have about as 
much privacy as we could want. Come on in."

Ruth-Ann opened the door to her room, and led her 
friend in. She was really surprised that she had been 
able to grab the doorknob and get it turned on the 
first try. She was so nervous that she was sure she was 
shaking. She had been thinking about getting Jennifer 
alone for months, and had wondered how she would do it, 
and now the opportunity was in her lap. She just hoped 
that she had enough guts to actually go through with 
it.

As Jennifer walked into the room, a quick visual scan 
revealed all the normal stuff that every teenage girl 
should have: bed, dressers, desk, TV and stereo, 
stuffed animals, bookshelves, and pictures on the wall 
of Tom Cruise and Antonio Banderas. She also saw the 
door open to the bathroom in the back.

"Tom Cruise and Antonio Banderas? Aren't they a little 
old for you?"

"I don't know Jenn, I have always seemed to like guys 
older than me."

"Whatever. I think I will stick with Orlando Bloom as 
my future husband." Ruth-Ann's blank look prompted her 
to explain further. "Orlando Bloom? He was the elf in 
'The Lord of the Rings' movie? He was in 'Pirates of 
the Caribbean' with Johnny Depp?" Still more blank 
looks from Ruth-Ann. "Never mind. I will show you 
pictures tomorrow."

Ruth-Ann sat on the side of her bed and kicked off her 
flip-flops. "Why don't you go ahead and take a shower 
first? Your hair takes longer to do than mine does."

Jennifer's nose turned up at the suggestion. "We have 
been showering together in athletics for three years 
now, and suddenly you are shy about taking a shower 
together because we will have to share a shower head? 
Puh-leaze."

"Well, actually, we would have to share six shower 
heads." At this rate, Jennifer was going to make all of 
the moves and decisions for her. Not that she was 
complaining. It certainly made it easier for her if all 
she had to do was go along with her first time instead 
of taking the lead.

"Six shower heads? Do you have a bathroom or a locker 
room?" Jennifer moved into the bathroom for a second, 
and then called out, "Oh, I don't think I have ever 
seen a shower like this. It does have six heads, and 
they're all in the walls. Cool. I am going on in. Hurry 
up, I might get lonely."

Ruth-Ann moved about two feet to the left on her bed, 
and looked into the full-length mirror that was over 
the vanity in her bathroom. From that angle, she was 
looking at the side of Jennifer as she kicked off her 
flip-flops and pulled her uniform shorts off, along 
with her regulation white cotton panties. The uniform 
top and sports bra also came off in one motion, and 
landed on the floor in front of the vanity. 

Ruth-Ann continued to look at Jennifer's ass as she 
opened the glass door, and then bent into the shower to 
turn the water on. At that angle, bent at the waist, it 
was almost like Jennifer was putting herself on display 
for her friend. Ruth-Ann could see the dark space in 
between Jennifer's legs, but the hair there obscured 
getting any more anatomy lessons. However, the thought 
that Jennifer's pussy was staring at her again after 
all these months was enough to make Ruth-Ann's juices 
flow even more, making her squeeze her legs together in 
delicious agony.

Ruth-Ann watched Jenn's ass disappear into the shower 
and heard the door shut. Immediately the steam began to 
billow out of the bathroom, followed shortly by a long 
drawn out sigh from the shower's lone occupant. "God 
this feels good. Do we really have to go shopping, or 
can I just stay here for the next couple of hours?"

No time to answer now. Ruth-Ann pulled her soccer 
shorts off, realizing that her pussy was so wet that 
the juice had seeped into the crotch of her shorts, 
making them nice and juicy also. She ran her fingers 
through her pubic hair, quickly sinking her first two 
fingers inside of herself. God she was turned on. She 
closed her eyes for a second, bringing her fingers back 
out and up to her clit, which by this point was as 
erect as her nipples were. Rubbing the abundant juice 
along her clit, she almost sat back down on the bed it 
felt so good. 

She really wanted to continue to stand there and finger 
herself, but a small voice in the back of her head kept 
screaming that there was much more pleasure waiting for 
her if she would just gather the nerve to get in the 
shower. After a few more strokes of that hard knob, 
Ruth-Ann took a deep breath, pulled her hands out of 
her crotch, and removed her jersey and sports bra in 
one motion.

Opening the glass door to the shower, Ruth-Ann felt her 
excitement ratchet up another notch. Jennifer was 
standing in the shower facing her with all 6 jets going 
full blast. Her head was down so the water could run 
over her head, giving the impression she was standing 
under a waterfall. Even though there was a billowing 
cloud of steam from the heat, Jennifer's nipples were 
protruding out at least a half-inch. 

The desire to walk over and nurse at those tits was 
pretty overpowering, but still Ruth-Ann waited for the 
nerve to come to her. She was pretty sure that Jennifer 
was game, but still was not sure if she could go 
through with it, although her pussy was making a pretty 
convincing argument at this point. She knew that 
sometimes it was better to just listen to what your 
body was telling you instead of what your rational mind 
is trying to say.

"Alright, quit hogging all the hot water. I have to get 
clean too, you know." Closing the shower door behind 
her, Ruth-Ann moved into the shower, and in what she 
hoped was a playful motion touched Jennifer's shoulders 
and pushed her back against the wall so she could get 
under the spray. The hot water did feel good, almost 
enough to distract her from her excitement level, but 
only for a brief second.

"Here, let me wash your hair." Ruth-Ann opened her eyes 
to see Jennifer leaning against the back wall with a 
hand full of shampoo. Not being in the mood to turn 
down an offer to have Jennifer touch her, Ruth-Ann 
moved out of the shower spray and dropped her head, 
offering her hair to this gorgeous creature in front of 
her. As Jennifer's hands began to work the shampoo into 
lather, she felt her head being moved back and forth. 
This girl was a lot stronger that she appeared. Ruth-
Ann tired to keep her head still, but to no avail.

"Geez Ruth-Ann, your head is bouncing around like 
crazy. I love it when my stylist gives me a head 
massage while she is washing my hair, and I was trying 
to do the same for you. I guess my head is braced 
against the wash sink when she does it. Um... ok. Why 
don't you get on your knees, and brace your forehead 
against my stomach. That way I can dig in on your 
head."

The last two sentences took a second for Ruth-Ann to 
register completely. She had been so out of her mind 
with Jennifer's hands running through her hair. It had 
felt so good; she was imagining her friend's hands on 
other parts of her body, like stroking her clit and 
squeezing one of her nipples at the same time. Now this 
goddess wanted her to get on her knees in front of her, 
and put her head on her stomach? With her face that 
close to her pussy? Well of COURSE she would take her 
up on the offer.

Ruth-Ann got on her knees in the shower, and slowly 
leaned her head into Jennifer's stomach as Jenn held 
her hair back. When she was situated, the ministrations 
on her head and scalp started again. Although it felt 
heavenly, a scalp massage was the last thing on her 
mind. Because Jennifer was a couple of inches taller 
than Ruth-Ann, her forehead was resting below her belly 
button, and her nose was almost buried in the sparse 
pubic hair that decorated Jenn's crotch. 

She could smell Jennifer's excitement as soon as she 
got on her knees. She smelled different from her own 
smell, but Ruth-Ann knew the smell of excitement. There 
had been enough times that she had engaged in a 
marathon orgasm session in her room late at night, and 
then come out of the bathroom to find the room still 
reeking of sex. She knew that smell intimately.

Ruth-Ann also noticed that when her head tilted down so 
Jennifer could get the back of her hair, that the lips 
of that beautiful pussy right in front of her were at 
full bloom. She had heard that every woman's equipment 
looked different, but had never been able to tell in 
the locker room. 

Now, she had an up close inspection going on. While 
Ruth-Ann's pussy just got full of blood and very red 
when she was excited, it never really changed shape. 
Looking at Jennifer's pussy, however, she could tell 
that the outer lips had pulled away completely, and the 
inner lips were in full bloom, just begging for some 
stimulation of some sort. Her clit was sticking out 
between the inner lips, a beacon for anyone searching 
for the Promised Land.

The stimulation was just too much. With the earlier 
excitement in the day, the locker room episode earlier 
this year, and this afternoon running through her head, 
not to mention Jenn's hands still running through her 
hair, Ruth-Ann ran out of doubt. She knelt down a 
little more and ran her tongue from as far back on that 
glorious pussy as she could to the top of that 
beautiful pubic hair. She felt Jennifer stiffen for a 
second, and then the hands in her hair wrap a little 
tighter and pull her back into that juncture.

Jennifer was going crazy. What other hints did she have 
to drop to Ruth-Ann that she wanted the same thing she 
did? She thought that Ruth-Ann's idea of showering at 
her house was as clear a signal as she needed, but then 
nothing. So washing her hair was a last ditch effort on 
her part before she pushed Ruth-Ann against the shower 
wall and took her. 

Thank god her friend finally got the message when she 
put her on her knees. Jenn knew that she was very 
excited, and it would show in her crotch. When Ruth-
Ann's head bent forward, and that tongue slid over her 
clit, Jennifer moaned both in excitement and relief. 
She needed to come, bad, and needed her beautiful 
friend to help her get there.

She continued to wrap her fingers in Ruth-Ann's hair 
and pull her face into her crotch. She needed to get 
off, and the time for tenderness was later. Right now, 
she needed her clit licked, and her pussy fingered to 
get her over the edge. "Oh God yes. That is exactly 
what I need. Stick your finger in my pussy. Fuck that 
pussy while you lick my clit. God I need to come. I 
have needed to come since you first walked into the 
locker room today. Seeing you without any panties on 
got me so excited. Oh yea, right there. Lick my clit 
right there. Faster, fuck my pussy faster. Oooohhhhh... 
don't stop. I am so close. Please don't stop. Please. 
Please....PLEASE....."

Ruth-Ann was aware of Jennifer talking, but could not 
understand what she was saying. She was so involved 
with her first act of cunnilingus that nothing else 
mattered. She could feel Jennifer start to tremble, and 
her legs begin to give way. She wanted to make her 
friend come. She wanted to feel that pussy squeeze her 
fingers as she thrust them inside. Keep running circles 
around her clit with her tongue, and keep those fingers 
sliding in and out of that beautiful hole. He shoulder 
was cramping up, but it felt so good knowing she had 
the power to make her friend feel this good.

Almost...almost.... almost there. Just a little more. 
Come on Jenn, get over the mountaintop. And then, there 
it was. Ruth-Ann felt all of the tension go out of 
Jenn's body except for her pussy, which was clamped 
down on her fingers for dear life. Ruth-Ann knew from 
personal experience to keep up her clit work in order 
to make the come last longer. And she did, and by god 
if she did not feel Jennifer clamp down on her fingers 
for about 10 seconds, relax for a bit, and then moan 
out loud and start the whole process over again. Did 
she just make Jennifer come twice in a row without a 
break? It seemed like it.

Jennifer's world was a haze at the moment. All she knew 
was that she had just had two of the most powerful 
orgasms of her life, and back to back no less. She was 
riding a sexual high, and wanted to share the feelings 
with Ruth-Ann. Using her hands, which were still 
wrapped in her friend's hair, she pulled Ruth-Ann to 
her knees, and stuck her head under the shower nozzle, 
rinsing her hair. At the same time, she leaned into 
her, and planted her lips full on her friend' face 
trying to convey all the emotions running through her 
in one kiss. Judging from Ruth-Ann's response, she did 
a pretty good job.

Pushing her against the wall, Jennifer knew that she 
wanted to get her off. Breaking the kiss, Jenn bent 
down a little and pulled the nipple of one breast into 
her mouth. Ever since she and Ruth-Ann had been on the 
same teams, she had been envious of her breasts. Jenn's 
were nothing to be ashamed of, but Ruth-Ann had this 
pair of D cup tits that were as close to perfection as 
Jenn could imagine. She had wanted to get a chance to 
touch them for the last year, ever since she came out 
to herself, and now was given the opportunity. 

She certainly was not going to let it go. As she nursed 
at that beautiful nipple, Jennifer slid her right hand 
down Ruth-Ann's stomach until she found her pubic hair. 
Traveling further, she found Ruth-Ann's clit and pushed 
hard on it. My God! That thing felt as large as her 
pinky finger. Ruth-Ann must be able to finger herself 
like crazy with that much to work with. Again for a 
brief second, Jennifer felt envy with Ruth-Ann's 
exceptional equipment, but then realized that for the 
time being, she got to play with her new toys, and that 
seemed to reconcile things in her mind.

Jennifer continued to work Ruth-Ann over, sucking on 
first one nipple and then the other, all the while 
rubbing her clit vigorously. After almost no time at 
all, she felt her friend tense up, and take that sharp 
intake of breath that usually signifies an approaching 
orgasm. Determined to make Ruth-Ann feel as fantastic 
as she did, Jenn redoubled her efforts, turning her 
hand into a blur, and lightly biting the nipple that 
was wedged between her teeth. 

That seemed to be just what Ruth-Ann needed, for her 
whole body tensed up, waited for a 2 count, and then 
went over the top. Moaning something incoherent, Ruth-
Ann wrapped her fingers in Jennifer's hair, and held 
her tight to her breast as the orgasm washed over her. 
Jenn continued to lightly rub Ruth-Ann's crotch, and 
keep the nipple in her mouth as her friend came down 
off the sexual high she was on. She felt Ruth-Ann go 
limp, and helped her slump to the shower floor. Laying 
her head on her friend's chest, the two girls just laid 
sprawled out on the shower floor for a while, both 
recovering from what just transpired between them.

"Jenn?"

"Yea?"

"Can we do this again?"

Jennifer raised her head a little to look at Ruth-Ann's 
face. "Right now?!"

"No silly," Ruth-Ann giggled in reply. "Not now. But 
sometime. I liked this."

To be continued...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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