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My Last Summer at Home - 4
by stifleurself (stifleurself@gmail.com)

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The newly developing first time lesbian relationship 
between two 19 year old small town girls from Iowa. 
(FFdom/Msub, bi, tease)

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PART 4

The whole week at the supermarket seemed to last forever 
for me and Jill. We didn't really get a chance to tease 
our boss Rickey again since the store was super busy. 
The 4th of July was next Monday and everyone in town had 
been stocking up on stuff to make their favorite holiday 
foods. The weather was supposed to be perfect the whole 
three day weekend. 

I was sure looking forward to going over to the Carter’s 
with Jill, because they were the only family in town 
with an in-ground pool and hot tub. I was also really 
curious what Beth would be like outside of school. After 
Jill told me about her last “adventure” with Beth, it 
was going to be pretty interesting.

I didn't see Tommy all week, which was just fine with 
me. I hadn't said one word to him since I found out he 
left my graduation party to get sucked off by that bimbo 
Cindy Johnson. I just wanted him to leave for the 
Marines and never come back. Some of his friends told me 
he hadn't been the same since graduation. He told 
everybody he knew he had fucked up really bad. He told 
them again and again that I’d been the best part of his 
life for the last two years. I only had two responses 
for those conversations, “Good” and “No, I won’t talk to 
him.”

Punching that time clock at 5 PM on Friday is a good 
feeling. The clunk from the time clock when it punches 
through your time card is an awesome sound. Jill and I 
grabbed our purses, climbed into my truck and headed 
straight for the gravel pits. Rickey had hooked us up 
with some good beer for tonight, a twelve pack of 
Rolling Rock in bottles. 

He had packed them, along with 10 pounds of ice, in a 
cooler that he had stashed under a tarp in the bed of my 
truck. When Jill reached down to put her purse under the 
seat, she noticed Rickey had also stuffed a carton of 
Marlboro Reds down there. Having a boss that was your 
boy toy was turning out to be really cool. He had also 
taken us off the work schedule for the weekend, and 
Monday was a holiday. For the time being life was good.

I cranked the stereo and we left a trail of dust behind 
us as we raced out to the gravel pits. My stereo was 
killer, my uncle Stu bought it for me when dad and I 
finished restoring my ’72 IH pick-up. It looks like a 
vintage radio, but it has up to date electronics inside. 
They mounted a speaker in the each door and down in each 
kick panel. Then they mounted an amp and sub-woofer 
behind the seat. When we finished installing it my dad 
and uncle Stu made me raise my right hand and swear. 

I had to swear never to play rap or country through my 
new sound system, ONLY classic rock. That’s what I 
listened to most of the time anyway, but I have some 
NWA, Tupac, Brad Paisley and Keith Urban on my phone. I 
crank those when I get out on the country roads, out of 
ear shot of dad. We blasted some classic rock today from 
an Allman Brothers CD I’d swiped from dad’s truck. They 
were dad and uncle Stu’s favorite band growing up, and I 
loved them too. I still do.

“Ain't but one way out baby, Lord I just can't go out 
the door. Ain't but one way out baby, and Lord I just 
can't go out the door. Cause there's a man down there, 
might be your man I don't know.”

“Lord you got me trapped woman, up on the second floor; 
If I get by this time I won't be trapped no more. So 
raise your window baby, and I can ease out soft and 
slow. And lord, your neighbors, no they won't be Talking 
that stuff that they don't know.”

I cranked it to eleven when Duane and Dickey ripped 
through their solos. I played the drums on the steering 
wheel while Jill played her usual dorky looking air 
guitar. God I was going to miss her when I left for Iowa 
State, she was the best. Her grades weren't good enough 
to get into a university, so she wasn't going with me as 
we had always planned. 

She was either going to a junior college or joining the 
military. We pulled off the road next to our favorite 
swimming hole and skidded to a stop in the gravel. I 
turned off the truck and we just sat for minute and 
breathed in the summertime Iowa air. The bean and the 
corn fields, and all the freshly mowed yards and ditches 
gave the air a great smell in July.

“Damn that was a long week Tanya, I’m ready for some fun 
this weekend” Jill said, as she blew all the air out of 
her lungs. Then she turned and flashed me her evil grin. 
“Rickey told me about the break room accident."

“Oh really,” and I couldn't help but smile. “How'd that 
come up?”

“Well yesterday in the stock room I was feeling naughty. 
I trapped Rickey in the corner and asked if he was being 
a good boy and not having any orgasms without 
permission. When he turned beet red I knew something was 
up. Then he told me about waking you up in the break 
room on Monday, and about his accident. He said you made 
him show it to you. Then he said you touched his “little 
buddy” as you call it, and it just went off.” I grimaced 
a little when my Catholic girl conscious started to take 
over.

“Jill, maybe we’re going too far with Rickey. Maybe 
we’re being a little too perverted.”

“No fucking way chick, he loves it. He loves being our 
little boy toy. He told me he wanted us to keep treating 
him the same way, and if we do he’ll keep us stocked up 
on beer, wine and smokes all summer. Then he begged me 
to let him cum for me, right there in stock room. I said 
no way buster, but then I slipped my panties off right 
there and pressed them in to his sweaty little hand as a 
down payment. I told him he’d better hook us up with 
beer starting today, or the fun was over.”

“Jesus Jill. You were at work today with no panties on?”

“Yeah, it was great, it felt sexy,” she said, as she 
pulled up her work uniform to show me.

“You shaved?!”

“I just trimmed it, and I left this neat little patch at 
the top”, and she tugged the little patch of dark hair 
as she looked t me. “I figured if we’re going over to 
the Carter’s this weekend I better be ready for a 
bikini.” Then she peeled her uniform over her head and 
looked at me in just her bra and a smile.

“Come on Tanya, don’t be a slow poke and get your suit 
on. Let’s go cool off.”

I had never been self-conscious about being naked in 
front of Jill; we changed in front of each other all the 
time and shared the showers at school. This new thing 
between us caused me to see her in a whole new way, a 
sexual way I wasn't used to. When she took her bra off 
and was sitting there naked on the seat of my truck, I 
found it incredibly hot.

She didn't have big breasts, they were just perfect 
little ski slopes with a scattering of freckles. They 
were topped with dark pink puffy nipples that looked 
like marshmallows. Jill has a very unique look because 
her father is Irish, and her mother is from Thailand. 
She got her mother’s dark hair, skin and slim body. She 
got her dad’s green eyes and freckles. I couldn't look 
away as she wiggled into her cut offs and slipped her 
bikini top over those cute little boobies.

“Last one in the water has to suck Rickey’s little 
buddy” she smirked as she swung the door open and ran 
for the water. Just as I got my uniform over my head, I 
watched her swing out on the rope and plunge into the 
cool water. I had my cut offs and bikini top on in 30 
seconds and was in the water in a flash.

As I swam up to her, she teased me in a sing song voice. 
“Haw, haw, haw, slow poke. Better loosen that jaw up, 
‘cause Rickey’s little buddy is coming in for a visit.” 
Jill raised her middle finger up to flip me the bird and 
then said, “You can practice on this.” She popped the 
same finger in my mouth when I opened it to tell her to 
fuck off. 

She surprised me, but I played her little game so I 
could move closer and sucked her finger in. I circled it 
with my tongue while trying to give her a sexy look. 
When I got close enough I reached up and grabbed both 
her nipples through her top, and pinched hard.

She jerked her finger from my mouth, rose a little out 
the water and squealed, “Ouch, you little bitch!”

I shrieked as I turned and swam the other direction as 
fast as I could. It was a stupid move to try and out 
swim her, Jill had been on the swim team since she was 
7. She still had a swimmers body and caught up to me 
fast. She grabbed my bikini top to stop me, causing the 
bow in the back to come undone and then pulled it off 
right over my head.

“You better give that back to me,” I sputtered in the 
water as I swam after her.

She glided backwards over to the shade under the big 
walnut tree and waited for me, laughing and holding my 
top up as high as she could. I had to jump for it when I 
got there, which caused my boobs to pop out of the water 
right by her face. She tried to bite one before I came 
back down with my top, and I pushed her head down in the 
water. She popped up out of the water laughing and 
splashing me. I looked into her eyes when she stopped, 
and then I grinned and issued a dare. “I’ll leave mine 
off, if you take yours off.”

She only thought about it for a few seconds, and slipped 
her top off and left it floating next to her. She looked 
at me with an intensity that scared me a little and 
slowly moved closer. She grabbed my butt as my hard 
nipples touched hers and whispered “What are you going 
to do now?” I was turned on so much by her look and the 
tone of her voice that I knew I had to kiss her again. I 
leaned in as she tilted her head and closed her eyes 
while parting her lips ever so slightly.

A thousand things were going through my head as I leaned 
in to kiss my best friend. I shouldn't be doing this, 
I’m not a lesbian, I’ll have to confess this to Father 
Jeffries, what would my parents think? And as my lips 
touched hers, BAM! We heard a car door slam. Shit. We 
ducked down in water as low as we could and frantically 
put our tops back on. We looked up the bank and out to 
the road and then Rickey popped out from behind the 
walnut tree. He was holding another 12 pack of Rolling 
Rock and muttered, “Um, I thought you might need some 
more beer.”

“Fuck Rickey, you scared the shit out of us. What the 
fuck are you doing, you think we can drink a 12 pack of 
beer in an hour you little shit!” Jill was almost 
screaming as she climbed out of the water and snatched 
the beer from Rickey. His gaze immediately shifted to 
Jill’s bikini top and she noticed he was already getting 
hard. Her evil side immediately took over, “Tanya, 
Rickey’s little buddy is almost ready."

“Jill, don’t be so mean. He just brought us some beer,” 
I called from the water. I decided the old good cop bad 
cop would be a good way to fuck with him. I winked at 
Jill as I climbed out of the water and walked towards 
Rickey.

By the twinkle in her eye, I could tell she was 10 steps 
ahead of me already. He could see my hard nipples under 
my suit as I walked over. I ruffled his hair while I was 
standing close enough to brush his shoulder with a boob. 
“Thanks Rickey, it was really cool to bring us some more 
beer. You want to cool off quick before you go? Take a 
quick dip maybe?”

“Uh, thanks but I didn't bring my suit." He was blushing 
already and backing up; still not sure of exactly what 
was going on.

Jill moved towards him with her evil smirk. “Rickey I 
know what you can wear if you don’t have a suit. Do you 
have the panties I gave you earlier?”

“Yes” he muttered, as the blush spread from his cheeks 
down his neck and back over his ears.

“Well, go put them on. Then you can go swimming with me 
and Tanya for a little while. I want to watch you swing 
from the rope with your cute little panties on.”

“I-I, I don’t know. I mean, what if someone else shows 
up?”

Jill lowered her head and clenched her teeth. “Rickey, 
if you want to keep having fun with us this summer you 
have to be more open minded. Now GO GET MY PANTIES.” She 
pointed to his car, “NOW!”

He turned and bolted for his car. He ran back with the 
panties in his hand and stood in front of Jill. She 
glared at him and held her palms up. “Well... put them 
on, RICKEY.” He immediately started to strip right in 
front of us. He got down to his boxers; he paused while 
he looked around and then he pulled the waist band over 
his hard-on. 

He let them fall to the ground and then quickly tried to 
hop into Jill’s panties. He was so excited he almost 
fell as he swayed on one foot trying to get them on. He 
finally got them up and pulled the lacy waistband over 
his boner, letting out a little puff of air when the 
silky material surrounded his hard little shaft.

Jill just pointed at the rope then. He walked up to it 
with a tent in his pretty little panties and grabbed 
hold of the rope with a worried look. He stepped back 
and then swung out over the water. When he was over the 
water he let go of the rope too soon and his feet were 
still out in front of him. He smacked the water so hard 
with his back that it sounded like a flat board hitting 
the surface. He slowly swam back to us trying to be 
cool, but we could see by his face that it really hurt.

“Rickey come here and let me look at you. That must have 
hurt sweetie,” I said, as I hurried over to him. “Maybe 
you better stay out of the water for a little, till you 
get your breath back.”

“OK,” he grimaced, but amazingly his boner never went 
away. I was impressed.

I leaned over and ruffled his hair again. “Tell you 
what; you've been a good sport, and you look so cute in 
your new little panties. I think you deserve a reward 
today. Your little buddy looks like he needs some relief 
sweetie. You take Jill’s panties off and we’ll give you 
your reward.”

“You mean I... I get to cum?”

Jill then stepped over and lightly tickled Rickey’s 
little panty-covered scrotum with her index finger. “Yes 
you can,” she said with that Cheshire cat grin, “but it 
has to be while you’re swinging on the rope."
“But how? I won’t be able to touch my wien... um, I mean 
my cock if I’m holding the rope.”

“What? Were you just going to say, “wiener”? Fucking 
hilarious! Rickey when you’re around me and Tanya you 
need to call it your little buddy. And definitely NOT 
your “cock." That’s a word for big boys with big hard 
ones. I know how to get you started Rickey, and then you 
can put on a good show for us. Give me my panties 
Rickey, you’re just stalling now and ruining our fun.”

Rickey slipped them off and handed them to Jill, as he 
did that cute blush shed down his chest. Jill led him 
over to the rope by pulling him over with that always 
hard little member. She motioned me over with her index 
finger as she handed the rope to Rickey. She turned and 
smiled sweetly at Rickey, then draped her panties down 
over Rickey’s now twitching little buddy.

She said, “Hold on tight Rickey,” and then turned to me 
and whispered “Kiss me Tanya."

We softly pressed our mouths together and exchanged 
tongues as she stroked Rickey’s little buddy very 
tenderly with her panties. He started to buck his hips 
in less than a minute and whimpered “it’s happening." 
Jill pushed him towards the water on the rope, and as he 
swung out firing shots into the air, we clapped and 
cheered. 

We squealed and jumped when he swung back towards the 
bank and fired one last shot of cum in our direction. 
His momentum carried him back over the water again and 
he let go. As he plunged into the water he cupped his 
little balls and dived in perfectly this time, toes 
first. In just a few seconds his head popped up and he 
was smiling.

We grabbed the extra 12 pack Rickey had brought, and ran 
to my truck laughing so hard we could barely make it up 
the little hill. We jumped in and headed to my house to 
take showers before we hit the streets tonight. We were 
laughing and singing a Bob Seger song when we rolled up 
to my house, bouncing on the seat to the beat of the 
drums.

“Night after night, day after day, it went on and on. 
Then came that morning he woke up alone. He spent all 
night staring down at the lights of LA, wondering if he 
could ever go home”

“And those Hollywood nights. In those Hollywood hills. 
It was looking so right. It was giving him chills. In 
those big city nights. In those high rolling hills. 
Above all the lights, with a passion that kills”

I killed the engine and we ran to the house to raid the 
fridge. Mom and dad were out at the movies, but mom had 
left some pot roast in the oven for us making the whole 
house smell delicious. I grabbed some hot pads and 
lifted the pan out of the oven, quickly setting it on 
the stove top. When I lifted the lid off we both leaned 
over and breathed in and then hummed “mmmmmm” at the 
same time. 

We pulled some meat out of the pan with a big fork and 
slapped it on a slice of homemade bread. We spread a 
little mustard on a second slice and smashed it on top 
of the meat. We put the sandwiches on some paper plates 
mom had left on the counter, and wolfed them down while 
we bolted up the stairs to my room.

“You want to shower first Jill?”

“Nobody else is here, let’s just take one together.” She 
wiggled her eyebrows as she said it.

“My mom and dad could come back anytime soon. I’m pretty 
sure it wouldn't be cool if we were naked in the shower 
together when they come home. I’ll go first, and then 
you can take a quick one while I go get gas. I want go 
over to Storm Lake tonight for the carnival, sound 
cool?”

“OK fun hater, I need to brush my hair out before I 
shower any way.” She followed me into my bathroom and I 
slipped my bikini top off, then my cutoffs and panties 
at the same time. Jill was brushing her hair at the sink 
and watching me in the mirror. She started laughing and 
turned, “My gawwwd girl, you’re in serious need of some 
yard work down there.”

I looked down and fluffed my pubes, and then looked at 
her and stuck my tongue out. “I know, I just haven’t had 
a reason to trim it lately, and I’m afraid to get it 
waxed like Beth does. How’d you do yours?”

“I trimmed it real short with scissors and then I used a 
little battery operated trimmer. They make a little tiny 
one for close trimming; you can get them in the pharmacy 
at the supermarket now." She turned back to the mirror 
and in a light hearted tone said "If you have an 
electric razor, I'd help you trim it..."

“Um, yes I do... but last time I nicked myself. Are sure 
you can do it without nicking me?”

“I promise I won’t, and if I do I’ll kiss it and make it 
feel better”, then she stuck her tongue out at me.

“Let’s just trim it now; it’s easier if someone can get 
down there where they can see everything. Hurry, so we 
can get showered and take off before your mom and dad 
get back." Then she turned to look at me again and 
patted the counter by the sink, "Just sit here."

“OK” I said cautiously, and I sat on the edge of the 
counter. I leaned back a little and then Jill playfully 
pushed on my sternum to force me back a little, then she 
pushed my knees farther apart. She sat on my makeup 
stool and leaned in holding my little pair of scissors. 
All that catholic girl guilt started to creep into my 
head, and as Jill leaned in close to my privates for the 
first time I almost stopped her. 

She fluffed the hair lightly and looked up at me, her 
face already flushed. I’m sure mine was flushed to, my 
cheeks felt hot and I jerked just a little when she 
touched my pubic hair. Then she lightly pulled some 
strands of my pubic hair tight and clipped them off.

When she pulled on my pubic hair, I had never felt 
anything like the tingle that went straight to my clit. 
She kept pulling and trimming, each time sending a jolt 
to what was suddenly the most sensitive part of my body. 
She moved in closer and I could feel her warm bare 
shoulders on my thighs. She kept pulling and trimming, 
and my right leg started to tremble. She looked up at me 
as I bit my lower lip.

“You OK girl?”

“Yeah, I’m just a little nervous with those scissors 
clipping away down there”, and I bit my lip again to try 
to stop my leg from shaking.

What was really happening, is that I was moving closer 
to something I’d never experienced before. Jill clipped 
the rest of the longer hairs the best that she could and 
then grabbed my electric razor. She popped on the 
trimmer attachment, then switched the razor on and 
lightly pressed on each side of my crotch. The vibration 
from the razor went all the way to my toes. She trimmed 
around and lightly pressed. Bzzzt, bzzt, bzzzt. Each 
vibration made my leg quiver again. Bzzt, bzzt, bzzt. 
Then both of my legs started to quiver.

“Jill, you have to stop for a minute.”

“Why Tanya, what’s the matter?” There was that devilish 
smirk again.

“It feels like I’m going to pee, you better stop.”

She pulled away a little so she could admire her work. 
She then leaned back over without hesitating and touched 
the vibrating trimmer on the flat pubic bone area above 
my pussy, sending that tingling sensation to my clit 
again. “Just let me trim a little more on top." Then she 
used a little more pressure than she did before. 
BZZZZZZZZT, BZZZZT, BZZZZZT!

“Jill seriously, you have to stop.”

She let up on the trimmer, and then pressed again 
lightly. Bzzzzt. Then she moved her left hand up slowly 
while she gave me a smoldering look. She used her thumb 
to lightly draw a circle on the hood covering my now 
swollen clit. My eyes opened wide, and then rolled back 
as I tilted my head back toward the mirror. Both my legs 
were now quivering faster as I clenched my teeth, and 
the feeling started to wash over me. I looked back down 
at Jill and squealed “Jill what are you 
doooooooiiiiing.”

She circled around on top of my clit once more, while 
pressing the trimmer down lightly. My toes clenched, and 
I leaned my head back and breathed in through my nose. 
The world exploded a few seconds later and I saw stars 
through my closed eyelids. 

With both legs shaking my toes touched the floor, and I 
put my palms down on the counter while pushing myself 
into Jill's thumb. I mewed like a cat and then breathed 
in sharply again, shuddering while almost pushing my 
crotch into Jill's face. When it was over, I lowered my 
butt back down on the counter slowly, and quickly pushed 
her hands away as my eyes popped open. 

I was breathing like I had just run around the block. My 
right leg was still quivering as my chest heaved up and 
down. A bead of sweat dripped down off my nose and 
rolled between my breasts. I looked down at Jill’s 
shocked expression through the hair now covering my eyes 
and tried to catch my breath.

She stood between my open legs and gently placed both 
hands on my hips, and leaned in to touch her forehead on 
mine. “Oh my god Tanya that was hot! That was your first 
orgasm, wasn't it?”

To be continued...

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