Chronicles of Allie Ward Ch. 06
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June 26, 2002
Allie sighed softly, basking in the late afternoon sun that fell through the slats in her blinds onto her bed, and the hot blood still coursing through her veins in the afterglow of a magnificent orgasm. Gwen lay beside her, also nude, panting. Allie was feeling melancholy now that Gwen's return home was imminent, but she made herself forget, dazed by Gwen's body and her sudden willingness to give pleasure and even initiate sex. She had sure initiated it that morning. Allie had hardly trudged back from the bathroom when Gwen had sidled up in between her sheets right beside her. She had slipped the silk pajamas from Allie's still-warm-from-sleep body and then dove in between Allie's legs as though she'd never have the pleasure of a woman again.
And maybe she wouldn't. Gwen's parents were tolerant, but not nearly tolerant enough for their oldest daughter to have a girlfriend, or even occasional lesbian sex, not that Gwen would inform them of such a thing. Allie knew that she could have a girlfriend if she chose, but the oddest thing was, she wasn't really all that attracted to any girl but Gwen. Maybe the huge attraction was because of their closeness as friends, but Allie just knew it wouldn't be the same with any other girl. What they had was special, but they had to give it all up, maybe forever.
Gwen had gone down on Allie hoping to help her lose the sad look in her eyes. Gwen was sad to be leaving, too, but she was sure that a lesbian relationship wasn't for her in the long run, anyway. She was meant to be with a guy. Still, she did feel an unnatural attraction to her best friend. She almost thought it would be better to leave than to give in again. But when she saw Allie, she just couldn't help herself and had to make her feel better, any way that she could. At any rate, she wouldn't be staying the night with Allie again. Her parents had arranged for her to stay at a cousin's house the last night of her trip, so she would have a guaranteed ride to the airport the next day.
Finally, Allie turned to Gwen and asked, "So, what would you like to do for your last day here?"
"I've been dying to go swimming, and we've got good weather now, so...You know, Jason's got a pool. I bet he'd let us come over if we were good."
"Good in what way?" Allie narrowed her eyes. She was loathe to take a favor from Jason, considering the payback that could be required. She didn't think she could stand to watch Gwen fuck Jason again, not after the past couple of days.
"Why don't I just call him?" Allie agreed, and after five short minutes on the phone, Gwen returned. "He said he'll pick us up at six, and then we can have dinner and swim before he drives us home. Well, you home, me to my cousin's."
"What do we have to do?" Gwen only shrugged.
The day passed far too quickly, Allie and Gwen trying to stretch out the time, and failing because they were trying so hard. Mostly they sat closely together on the couch or on Allie's bed, kissing every so often, but trying to keep their conversation out of their pants. It was getting close to six, and harder for the girls to keep their hands off each other.
Finally, Allie and Gwen's lips fell together as if magnetically attracted. Their hands were on each other's breasts through their thin shirts, rubbing at the stiff nipples poking through the fabric. Gwen's hand slipped between Allie's legs, and she was surprised to feel the heat emanating from Allie's core. Jumping back as though burned, Allie stood abruptly, panting for air.
"We need to go get changed." She dashed down the hallway into her bedroom, slamming the door behind her. Gwen sat there, stunned for a moment, before shaking her head quickly and heading to the guest room. She packed after pulling out her swimsuit, a rich green bikini. She changed into it, admiring the way it held her breasts. Allie was admiring herself in her own mirror as well, although it was her ripe, ample ass that her eyes were fixed on. She swore, sometimes she couldn't keep her eyes off her well-shaped bottom. It was barely held in by a white string bikini. She had to plead with her mother to let her get in, and then only with the promise that she wouldn't wear it out of the house. Well, where else would she wear it?! She hadn't used it yet, and wondered idly if the material would become transparent once she got it wet.
She stuffed a pink terry-cloth cover-up in her bag along with her keys, and then dashed back out into the living room where she sat on the couch, more composed. She didn't want to start something with Gwen that she wouldn't be able to finish, and she was afraid that if they had sex again, it was just going to make her unbearably sad, horny as she was. But when Gwen stepped out of the guest room shyly, wearing just her bikini and clutching her travel bag, Allie felt her mouth go dry.
The dark lush color of the bikini set off Gwen's cream-colored skin, and her dark hair fell down just so. Her breasts were held high and proud, and jiggled just slightly as she moved. When Allie saw the swatch of cloth that dipped down between Gwen's legs to cup her, she licked her lips unconsciously. Gwen had noticed, although she was doing some staring of her own. Allie's slightly curvier figure was set off by the tiny string bikini she wore. Her breasts and ass were not completely covered, and just enough flesh peeked out tantalizingly. Gwen dropped her bag and grabbed Allie by the arm, pulling her into an embrace.
Their lips met and they kissed frantically. Allie lost time as she twined her fingers into Gwen's hair, tugging slightly to elicit soft moans. Their breasts and hips pressed together as they melted deliciously into one. Gwen reached around to cup Allie's full bottom in her palms and squeezed them gently. Allie pulled Gwen's bikini top to the side and sucked one nipple into her mouth; Gwen shuddered in response. When Gwen leaned forward to touch more of Allie, the girls lost their balance and fell to the floor in a position Allie had not expected to be in: under Gwen. Up until then, she had always been the one on top, the one mostly in control. Now, lying beneath Gwen's overheated body, she felt irresistibly aroused at the thought of relinquishing control. Sensing this, Gwen took the opportunity to grasp Allie's shoulders and hold her to the floor while kissing her firmly.
She kept one hand possessively on Allie's breast and moved the other down over her bikini bottoms to press her palm on Allie's mound. When Allie moaned softly, she ground her palm in harder. Allie squirmed, feeling her wetness soak into her bikini bottom. Gwen felt it too, and started to move Allie's bikini to the side to slip her finger in, when the doorbell rang. Both girls froze for a moment, before getting up and grabbing their bags.
When they answered the door, they were still breathing heavily, their lips swollen with kisses, and their faces and bodies slightly flushed. Jason stood just outside, looking at them curiously, but said nothing. They followed him out to his window-less Jeep and both climbed into the front seat. Gwen sat back with her longer legs spread open, as she motioned for Allie to sit in between them, which she did, blushing deeply, much to her chagrin.
"So..." Jason dragged the word out, "What have you girls been up to all day?"
"Nothing," they said in near unison, trying to sound innocent. Jason wasn't fooled.
"Come on, I saw you guys at my house. I've got to say, I'm a little bit surprised, I didn't think you guys were that into each other. At least not that way. But I'd guess that was no spontaneous act, right? You guys fooled around before." He'd not missed the chemistry between them, nor the way that Gwen had grasped Allie's hips, pulling them backwards into her mound, however surreptitiously she was doing it. He hadn't noticed their flushed faces, heaving breasts, or the conspiratorial glances they kept giving each other. He thought it was cute...and sexy.
"Yeah, I guess we've been making out a little here and there," Allie said, easily. Too easily.
"Oh, come on now. I watched you finger Gwen to an orgasm right there on my bed, after I had just finished fucking her to orgasm myself." Ah, so Jason hadn't noticed Allie's nimble fingers on Gwen's clit as he fucked her, she thought with an inward grin. "And I've been hearing rumors about you two circulating. Something about a flashlight." He smiled knowingly. Gwen coughed in surprise.
"I suppose you could say we've been having a little fun." Jason guided the car smoothly into his driveway. The girls hopped out and dropped their bags on his sofa on their way to the backyard. Jason was stripping off his shirt and jeans as she walked out onto his patio. Allie leaned back slightly on a chaise lounge and eyes his bare chest appreciatively, as well as the slight bulge in his swimming trunks. Hoping to catch him by surprise, she sidled up to him and stopped a mere few inches away from him, her toes a breath away from touching his.
"So. Gwen mentioned that you might need a little convincing to let us play in your pool this evening. How about it, you have something in mind?" Allie watched with satisfaction as his pupils dilated slightly, his eyes roaming freely over her petite body. She may not like Jason, but she loved the fact that he found her sexy. She fixated her eyes on his crotch, and thought that she saw something twitch. Licking her lips pointedly, she looked him straight in the eye. "Well?"
Clearing his throat, Jason glanced over her shoulder at Gwen, whose eyes she could feel burning into her back, although with curiosity or jealousy she couldn't tell. Jason reached behind him to a small table and pulled out a bottle of sunscreen. He handed it to Allie, saying in a slightly strained voice, "Safety first, girls. Don't want you to get burned. Anywhere." He motioned toward Gwen and the large beach towel laying on the deck where she was already seated. Allie joined her and set the bottle of sunscreen between them.
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