Kelly's New Life

by Jen L. Lee © 2013

Dearest Readers: You may notice some familiar names in this story. It ties together with my previous two tales, namely "Super Cool Grandma" and "Sunny's Sis". Eventually, all will entwine. For now, this is the third of my twisted little tales. Please read, enjoy and if they make you all horny, my work is done. Lix from Jen

I surveyed the bar; it wasn't too crowded and looked friendly and inviting. Good – perhaps no one would notice the 15-year old girl with the fake ID who was trying to live a little for the first time in her life. I had come from Palmerston to live with my Daddy in Ottawa and so far, I hated it. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a country girl. I like action and I like to party, I had friends back home that would drive me to Toronto and we'd get nasty until early in the morning. But Ottawa didn't seem to be my kind of town, the only reason I'm here is because mom wanted me out of her hair while she tries to make a go of it with boyfriend # 100 or whatever number it is. I liked this place, lots of cute girls – and NO guys. The kind of place where a lonely young gal new to the city and all by herself could look around and maybe find herself a little bit of fun. I shimmied up to the bar and tried to look 19.

I love getting into trouble, I'm a rebellious little bitch. My mom can't control me. Maybe if she'd stop dating such total shits, I'd settle down, but then again, maybe not. Probably not. I've only been into partying for a little while, I was a typical teenager, living a dull, boring existence and going to school. Then, I met my best friend, Sherry on one of those trips to Toronto. She was the hottest girl I'd ever known, we must have exchanged a dozen E-Mails every day. As long as Sherry was around, I had someone to unload on. See, I'd just figured out I was into chicks, right? Sherry thought that was so cool and I gave her the lowdown on my first lesbian experience. It was weird, because it wasn't with a chick my own age. It was with one of my teachers, one of the hottest women I had ever seen. Stunning Monique Moore walked into school that day in September and everyone's tongue was hanging out – mine included. Some of the male teachers hit on her, she was polite and turned them down. The boys would almost faint when she crossed her legs, she could have modeled hosiery. My radar went off – I knew she was a lez. Guess who was right and by the Christmas break, was Miss Moore's personal little fuck bitch? She didn't turn me into a slut though, I already was one. She just made me better at it. She also passed me around to most of her lesbian friends, some who were my age. She treated me like her little lesbian fuck piggy and you would have thought I was miserable, right?

WRONG!

Oh God, I loved it. All of her friends were as hot as she was. Monique bought me heels and lingerie and was always telling me her little fuck piggy was hot. Meanwhile, my dull mom kept me in a dull, country rut, condemned to marry some hick farmer. Monique told me I deserved better and she was right. I wasn't even 15 at the time, a very young woman. The way my mom dressed me for school, you'd never know that I've got great legs, flaming red hair, a perfect smile, a nice pair of 34C tits and I can be a sexual wildcat. Do I get that opportunity to shine, aside from Monique and our little, intimate circle?

I do not.

Mom has me dress so conservative I feel like we're stuck in the late 1950's. He says I should aspire to a professional, dignified image. I'm not ready for that yet, nor am I interested. I'm still a young girl and it's the fucking 21st Century. I can do classy, but I think that my mom's worried men are going to notice me – men like her fucking boyfriends. I wear these clothes that are just from the "Godawful" collection. Not appropriate for a hot, fiery, nasty bitch like myself.

That's what led to our huge, knock-down, drag-out fight. I complained about my wardrobe, Mom shot back "If you don't like it, buy your own goddamn clothes!" So I did – I had a part-time job on a neighbor's farm all summer and earned my own money. Mom flipped when she saw my new minis and heels. "No fucking way is my daughter dressing like a slut!" She screamed. As estranged as I had been from Daddy, I figured it couldn't be any worse. He had been hoping for reconciliation, so he sent me a plane ticket and I was Ottawa bound in a few days. Daddy's house was huge and he had servants and some of our neighbors were so cool and – in case I forget – some of the women were H-O-T.

If any issue had caused a problem in my living arrangement with Daddy, it was the fact that he traveled a lot. Daddy decided I needed company, so he called Natalia. I wasn't even aware my cousin lived in Ottawa now. She's almost four years older than I am, but cool. It was great to see her again. We shot the shit for a while and then I found out, like me, she's into chicks. After I told her about mom, she sighed and said "Tell me again Kelly, why the fuck did you put up with Aunt Colleen's bullshit?"

Don't you hate it when people hit the nail right on the head?

"Because Nat – well, some days, I really don't know. She is my mom, I love her – she fed me and took care of me – but she's so screwed up and she finds all of her self-esteem in men – stupid, lunkheaded men. She should just try chicks, like us," I giggled. I thought it my mother ever wanted to swing the other direction, she could. Lose ten or twenty pounds and my mom would be a MILF.

Natalia poured me a very large glass of wine; she was already on her second. Daddy was out playing golf with some friends and then having dinner with his girlfriend. The chick was young enough to be my older sister. A nice piece though, I'd do her. I knew that if Daddy had come home right then, he might have bitched if he'd seen us too so blotto, but in my current state, I'd have handed him his balls. I was missing my girlfriends and wondering how Sherry was doing. Somehow, we'd lost touch and she wasn't returning my Yahoo Messenger communiqués.

"If I'm going to have some fun, I've got to earn some money," I sighed and decided to stop drinking. "You can't take a girl out on the town with no money and you can't buy shoes and dresses on good looks."

"I think I might have a solution – the lingerie company I model for needs a kind-of gofer / assistant editor for their catalogs. They need someone with a good eye to proofread and help in production. The chicks there are hot and a lot of them are `players'," Nat winked, letting me know exactly what she meant. I was sold. I told Natalia I was and we drank a bit more and then she headed out to the bar. Natalia's a total fox; I've been her best friend since forever and couldn't figure out why she couldn't find someone. I was glad I finally knew she was into girls so that I could stop trying to find a guy to fix her up with.

She called me back two days later and had me come in. I met her boss, Miranda Miles and she seemed a bit aloof, if attractive enough. She told me more or less what Natalia had – I'd be put through the ringer, but I could learn a lot and earn a lot after a time. Then she told me about the pay and I just about died. It was twice what I had imagined I would be able to earn. I could attend school part-time, my schedule would be flexible. As we walked out, some of the models walked by. My body was already reacting and I had to go home and jill off.

Daddy didn't like it at first. Then, I told him about the money and that he would only have to provide a room and some food for me. That got a smile out of him. We were getting along really well and I had to admit, my pops had great taste in girls. I could tell his latest was flirting with me, when he left the room to get us coffee, she flat-out propositioned me. I told her I'd think about it – and I did.

Daddy and I got along really well and yeah, I took the girlfriend up on her offer. What can I say, I'm a slut at heart. Monique had me pegged. I liked getting out of the house a few days a week and was banking a lot of money. I splurged with my first paycheck and I bought a really nice pair of stilettos I'd been yearning to buy for a long time. A few of the models complimented me on my nice legs; Natalia said "Back off, you dykes! She's mine!" We all laughed, but I kept looking at Nat and wondered if she might be semi-serious. Now I was curious as to what she was like in bed. I had never really thought of Nat in that way, but Natalia told me "A lot of the girls I know are into you, baby. I know you're going to swing, but honestly, I want to be the one you swing with first." I was stunned and then she said, "Don't worry Kelly, I don't bite."

I thought about it for a sec and my internal monologue said My cousin is sexy, maybe I'd like to be bitten. I brushed the thought aside and got back to work, earning praise from Miranda for my diligence and hard work. She was always around and the aloof façade had now faded. She was overtly friendly and I was surprised to find out that she had a daughter my age. When I met Alicia, I was surprised she wasn't modeling, she sure was pretty enough. Nat told me Miranda was dead set against it and I could see why. All the bi / gay models would want a bite of that blonde honey. I know that I sure did.

Miranda had to go on a business trip to Vegas and she didn't want to leave Alicia by herself. She asked Nat and I to chaperone. We talked it over, knowing what might happen. "Should we?" I asked, almost shaking.

"If we don't, we'll both regret it," she told me. "I think she's a game chick." She was right. We went over to her home and Alicia was bored. She said to us "Come on, let's go out on the town and have some fun!" She ran upstairs and changed into a mini that was so tight and so short I know her mom didn't know about it. I finally succumbed to temptation and kissed her, then Nat did, then we all swapped tongues. "Later, babes," Alicia purred. "I love both of you girls and would get it on with you in a heartbeat, but I need to get the fuck out of here and party!"

That's what we did. I got vamped up in a sexy new short skirt I'd bought, added some stockings and stilettos and we hit a few clubs. Alicia, Natalia and I didn't buy a drink all night. A few sexy older women offered to take us home and fuck our brains out, but I declined and Natalia just didn't seem interested. We didn't get back until 3 almost AM, but as Miranda wouldn't be home for another few days, who gave a fuck.

"Okay Alicia, Natalia, I don't get it. A lot of those chicks were hot, we could have partied with any of them, so why didn't we?" I asked.

Both girls looked at me and gave me these really odd smiles. "You haven't figured it out, after all this time? God Kerry, sometimes you're obtuse. I'm into you baby, and so is Alicia. I set this up from the beginning, the job, all of it, so we three could all party together."

I felt like the biggest idiot in the world – why hadn't I ever seen it? Alicia had flirted with me from the day we met, yet we were total strangers. I found out that she and Nat were friends, lovers and wanted to include me in the package. Once my cuz showed Alicia a picture of me, Alicia was ready to bite. I already wanted Alicia, adding my exotic brunette cousin to the mix was icing on the cake. We all went upstairs and Nat commented as Alicia stripped how hot she was and how lucky we were to be getting a chance to fuck her tonight.

Trying hard to regain my composure, I nodded and said "Yes, I'm so hot for you both!"

Natalia cocked her head to one side and said "Oh, are you now?"

"You'd have to be an idiot not to see how hot you two are. I wish I had known about this when I first got here. God Alicia, what a body you've got. Come here baby, let's all make out like total sluts," I groaned in ecstasy.

Natalia smiled and nodded. She kissed me passionately with her tongue sliding quickly across my lips. I was sure I had gone to heaven, but when Alicia kissed me, dear God, she was even better. We all tumbled to Alicia's bed and made love until dawn. For the first time, I got fucked by another chick. Alicia had a strap-on and so did my cousin. I never thought I would enjoy a DP, but I howled like a slut and begged for more.

Miranda went on a lot more trips that year, trusting us to take care of her daughter. Little did she know we kept going out to the lesbian clubs and finding hot chicks to buy us drinks and fuck. Older women and younger women – all of them, hot women. A blonde, a brunette and a redhead all wearing skintight short skirts and heels can get a lot of attention. I was lucky I had a dad too busy with his own girlfriend to bother much with me. My schoolwork slipped a bit, but as I seemed to have a future working for Miranda's company, which Daddy's girlfriend told him all about, he cut me some slack.

Nat had to beg off one night, so it was just me and Alicia. I wouldn't have minded a little alone time with her, but she was Nat's girlfriend more than mine and I wasn't sure how she would feel about me hogging her main squeeze all to myself. We looked around the bar and there wasn't one bad looking chick there. Alicia was in a Latex mini she had swiped from a Fetish shoot. It looked fucking amazing on her. She got hit on by a lot of women, including a girl from the office named Patty. She's a tiny adorable redhead and none of us knew she was into women. Well, after that night, two of us knew.

Tonight, I was completely on my own for the first time – no Natalia and Alicia were on a cruise to the Bahamas, paid for by Miranda, isn't that crazy? I hadn't had sex with a woman in a week and I was starved. I thought of Sherry and wondered how she was doing. If we ever caught up again, I was going to ask to meet her so we could finally fuck like minks. Every time I thought of doing it with my cute friend, I got a tingle. I wanted to try it, to feel Sherry's tongue gliding across my lips, to feel her silky skin against my own, to feel her round breasts against my own and to taste her pussy. In her absence, she had become my fantasy girl. I wanted to find her and hoped some day, I would.

This was a bar I often went to on my own, after work for a quick drink. I like it, because they never card me. I didn't let anyone buy me a drink, I didn't want to owe anyone a favor. I was fucking horny, because all of the staff here are gorgeous. They're a gay bar, but they hire hot girls, kind of like Hooters. I scoped the place out and wondered if / when I might score. I kept looking around and then I saw her – the girl, the girl I had been dreaming about for the past few months.

Yep, it was Sherry – but it couldn't be. I moved closer and she was sitting in a booth, all alone. She had on a short & shimmery, gold-beaded dress and had her hair longer and wavier, but it was my beautiful Sherry. She had obviously been enjoying the sun, because she had a nice tan for a redhead. I had to be sure it was her and I cleared my throat. She turned, saw me looking at her and smiled, then let out a large squeal. She jumped up and threw her arms around me, almost spilling her drink. I offered to buy her another and she nodded. We couldn't talk for a few minutes, we were just so happy to find each other.

Sherry was almost in tears. "Kelly, oh God Kelly, I can't believe it," she was actually sobbing. "What are you doing here, how did you find me, can you stay, Kelly …"

"What am I doing here? What are YOU doing here?" We played catch up and discovered we had both moved to Ottawa only months apart. She was living with her mom's family and only about 15 minutes away from me by bus.

"I live with my Dad, but he's away," I told her. "I have waited years to fuck you and I'm not waiting any longer. Call home and tell them you're with me. I remember your mom, she's cool. I'll take you home in the morning – if you can walk," I giggled.

We spent the night in my bed and I found out my Sherry wasn't a virgin any longer. Okay, neither was I. We decided we would see each other when we could and see how things played out. "I'm only just getting settled," she explained.

"Yeah, and I've got a few irons in the fire," I responded.

"Those sounded like some pretty hot irons," she teased. I had told her about Nat and about Alicia. She was almost chomping at the bit to be invited out with us the next time we partied. We looked at each other again and despite our knowing we shouldn't, the clothes came flying off again and we fucked. She had really learned what a girl liked in bed and I wondered who had taught her. She hadn't told me that yet.

For our next date, I brought Alicia along. We met in a nice hotel, I have no idea how Sherry paid for it. There were no preliminaries; she led Alicia and me to the bedroom. Her hotel room was immaculate and tastefully decorated, she peeled the covers down the bed and got in. Alicia and I joined her and we just kissed for a while. No rush, no fumbling – just soft, sweet kisses that inflamed all of our senses. My nipples were stiff in the silk blouse I'd been wearing and under my tiny skirt; I knew my thong was soaked. Sherry nuzzled my neck and Alicia's hands were on my body. My own hand stroked along Sherry's long, silky legs and I just took her all in. She and Alicia kept exchanging kisses too and I could tell they liked each other. As for me – I felt love. For Sherry, for Alicia and for Nat, although she wasn't there. I knew that women would always do it for me, but the ones that would always arouse me most were girls like these two, women I had a connection with.

"You're both so gorgeous," I complimented them, running my hand under Sherry's dress and finding no panties to impede my progress. Naughty girl. She moved into my caress and touched my face with her hand. Alicia was behind me, tugging my skirt away to reveal my stocking-clad legs.

"I think both of you are incredible," Alicia said, returning my compliment. "You've got great legs, I love your tits – and I'm into redheads, they're hot!" she said, biting my nipple while Sherry moved down my body. My friend was lazily eating my pussy. Alicia's mouth was now on my bare tits, her lips were licking and plucking. The games were well underway. I helped undress both girls and started with Alicia. Her blonde pussy was almost, but not quite, devoid of fleece. It was delicious and I knew it well. I went after her while Sherry went after me and we all feasted on delicious cunt.

"Oh baby, your fingers felt so good in my cunt! MORE, AGAIN Kelly!" Alicia groaned. I obliged and crooked it upwards and moved it about, she contracted her muscles slightly and gripped my finger, groaning yet again. Sherry's teeth gently nipped at both breasts and I felt my own body respond happily. I was in bed with the two hottest sluts in Ottawa, I was convinced of that.

We kept kissing and making love, but my lovers were on the same wavelength. "This room has a sunken tub," Sherry told me. "I'd love us all to get in and slide around and fuck." Who was I to argue? We rubbed our tits and pussies together and made each other cum with almost no effort.

Three beautiful young lesbians spent a magical afternoon having sex and eating wonderful food and pleasuring each other. I've never felt such a sense of community as I do with my wonderful Sherry, my gorgeous cousin and darling, sexy Alicia. I'm never going to let any of them go out of my life again and I know there are lots more fun times ahead in the future. In fact, I just got off the phone with Sherry. She tells me that she has a surprise for us this coming weekend – I can't wait!