Sarah and Allison 2
"That's not all of it. There's Allison. I just met her today when
I stopped to watch her soccer game at West. I stopped because she was
so damn beautiful."
"Don't swear, it's not ladylike."
"Mom! Are you listening? Anne, remember her from junior high?"
Mom nodded and I continued, "She's at West now. She told me that
Allison's a dyke." I paused and waited for mom to explode. I was
shocked when she just smiled and said, "So?"
"Mom, she is. She kissed me! And.... And.... I liked it." There,
I'd said it. I waited for the explosion.
"One kiss doesn't make you gay." God, who was this? Had they
replaced mom, old straight-and-narrow mom, with a clone?
"That's not all. She took a shower here. And I watched. And I
liked watching. She's got a beautiful body." That would surely do
it.
"Sarah, if you're trying to shock me or provoke me, it's not going
to work." Mom got that faraway look in her eye that meant she was
drifting back, thinking about the past. "When I was in college there
was a girl, my roommate actually, who was just so beautiful..... Well
we became very good friends. Very good friends....." Her voice
drifted off into silence for a moment, then she came back. "Well,
let's just say that it was very very nice while it lasted, but I
wanted a family and so we parted. But I wonder about her
sometimes....."
I was stunned. My mom and another woman? "But what about Allison
and me?"
She smiled. "That's entirely up to you, my dear. Whatever you
decide will be fine with your dad and I. But I do think you ought to
break up with Don. It's only fair."
I nodded. "Tomorrow."
Mom stood up and kissed me on the forehead. "Come down for dinner
when your father gets home." I nodded and she left.
The next morning I was up at 5:30 and went out for my run. A quick
three miles and then home to shower and get ready for school. I
hesitated over my choice of clothes and finally decided on a denim
skirt and a cotton top. My Nikes and a pair of cotton socks. Mom
dropped me off at 7:15 and I went straight to my locker. Don was
waiting and I could tell that he was mad.
He didn't give me a chance to say anything before he lashed out at
me. "We're through," he hissed. "I heard about you walking home with
that dyke from West Catholic. Bunch of lezzie cunts over there! How
could you do this to me? It's over, bitch." And he turned around and
stormed off. In a way it was a relief. At least now I didn't have to
worry about what I was going to say to him. But I had another worry.
If he'd heard, and I assumed Anne had been busy on the phone last
night, then everyone knew. "Well, fuck them," I muttered as I slammed
my locked and headed off to my homeroom.
Girls I'd known since kindergarten turned their backs on me that
day. Other girls, who I'd never known went out of their way to smile
and say 'hello'. Go figure. All-in-all it wasn't too bad a day. I
went by the gym after lunch and told Miss Mcquire that I wasn't going
to be at cheerleading practice that afternoon. She seemed sympathetic
and told me that it was okay to skip one practice, but only one. I
nodded and assured her that I'd be at the next one.
When 2:12 finally rolled around I was one of the first out the
door. I had my backpack and I was moving. I practically ran the
whole way over to West Catholic, slowing down only when I approached
the gate near the athletic field. The girls soccer game was just
underway when I arrived. Allison was on the field, so I dropped my
backpack near their bench and sat down on top of it to watch the game.
The coach came over and introduced herself. I stood up and shook her
hand as I told her my name. She asked if anything was wrong with
Allison. I shook my head, mystified. "Not that I know of. She was
fine last night when I walked home with her."
The coach shook her head. "Something's wrong. She's playing like
she's half-asleep." I turned to watch the game. The coach was right.
Allison was just going through the motions. The coach sighed and
said, "I'm going to take her out."
Without thinking I stuck two fingers in my mouth and whistled like
my brother had taught me. It was a loud, piercing sound and everyone
turned to look. Including Allison. It was like someone threw a
switch. She grinned and suddenly she was moving. She took the ball
away from an opposing player and started up the field. The coach
glanced at me and shook her head, but she was smiling. "Kids!"
Allison and her teammates passed twice and then Allison set up a goal
by passing out to a quick little redhead who was right in front of the
goal, five yards out. They scored and went on to win 5-2. Allison
scored twice. She was also tripped twice and involved in a bad
collision with an opposing player. She limped off the field at the
end of the game, obviously hurting, but with a big smile on her face.
She walked over and stood in front of me. "Thanks for coming to
the game."
I nodded. "You're welcome. I enjoyed it."
Her eyes searched my face for a moment. "Well?"
I blushed. "Okay."
She grinned. "Really?"
I grinned back. "Really!"
She touched my arm. "Say it. I want to hear you say it."
I blushed again and she chuckled. "I love you," I whispered
softly.
She smiled and touched my arm again. "Come and walk in with me for
the meeting." I nodded and fell in step with her.
As we walked toward the gym I whispered, "I can't believe this.
You're only 14!"
She glanced at me and asked if it bothered me that she was younger.
I shook my head. "No, not really."
"How do you feel when you're with me?" I glanced over and saw that
she was asking seriously.
"I feel confused. And happy. And excited. And safe. Very safe.
When you put your hand on my neck last night I wanted you to keep it
there forever. God, I felt so safe when you were holding me."
She stopped and looked at me in silence for a moment. "Good,
that's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me. I want you to
feel safe. I love you more than anything. I have since I first saw
you. You came running by my house one morning just after we moved
here and it was love at first sight. I've been hoping to meet you
ever since."
Then she turned and started walking again. I caught up with her
and we went into the girls locker room for the team meeting. I leaned
against the wall by the door and waited while the coach gave her
post-game talk. Then Allison and I walked home together. She was
limping a little and admitted that she'd twisted her ankle. I knew
she'd taken a couple bad falls and I saw new bruises on her legs. I
told her she was going right into the tub after a quick shower. She
glanced at me and grinned. "Yes, ma'am." I swatted her on the arm
and told her to behave herself.
She stopped and got a funny look on her face - real dreamy. Her
eyes went out of focus. And then her hand was on the back of my neck.
I didn't resist when she drew me close and bent to kiss me. We were
standing on the sidewalk a few blocks from my house but I didn't care.
I opened my mouth and moaned with pleasure as her tongue probed deep.
She kissed me like I'd never been kissed before and I sagged against
her when my knees got weak.
Then we were walking again and I was the one in a daze. She nudged
me with her elbow, "Wash my hair for me today?" I glanced at her,
"But that would mean...." My voice trailed off as she grinned.
"Exactly. Can't put anything over on you! So, how about it?" I
nodded and blushed. She giggled. "I love it when you blush!"
I got mad and punched her on the arm. "Stop that! I hate it when
you make me blush like that! I feel so stupid!" Just then a car
pulled up. A familiar car. "Oh shit," I whispered, "It's my mom!"
The passenger window slid down and mom leaned across the seat.
"Want a ride?" I hesitated, but Allison smiled and said, "Sure, Mrs.
Black." Allison opened the door and held it - I didn't have any
choice so I got in and slid into the middle of the front seat.
Allison swung her pack into the back seat and then slid in beside me.
I could feel her hip and thigh against mine.
Mom pulled away from the curb and glanced at me. "Is everything
okay?"
I glanced quickly at Allison. "Yes, everything is perfect."
Mom smiled. "Good. I like it when things are perfect. Decisions
made. People happy." Then she asked Allison a question about soccer
and they chatted for the rest of the three minute ride.
When we got home I told mom that Allison was staying for dinner but
needed to shower. Mom nodded. "The way she's limping it looks like
she could use some time in the jaccuzi too. Go ahead, I'll be out
puttering in the garden. Dad won't be home until very late so it will
just be the three of us for dinner."
As we started out of the kitchen mom called me back. "Sarah, I
need to talk to you for a moment." I went back and she said, "Are you
happy?"
I smiled. "Yes, mom, very happy."
She smiled back at me. "Good. Go ahead now." As I turned away
she said, "Your hair needs washing too. Don't make a mess in there
either." I glanced back at her, stunned, but she'd turned away and
was sorting the mail.
When I got upstairs Allison was waiting in my room. "What did she
say?" she demanded anxiously. I told her and she grinned. Then she
got that dreamy look on her face and I stepped closer. When I felt
her hand on the back of my neck I sighed happily and whispered, "I
love you." She squeezed gently and I moaned. "God, I love it when
you do that!" She squeezed again and then began unbuttoning my
blouse. I stood there quietly and let her strip me naked. She looked
me over and told me she loved my body. She ran the back of her hand
over my belly and I shivered. Then she kissed me, stroking my back
and buttocks gently as she did so. After the kiss she asked me if I
was happy. I nodded. "I'm very happy as long as I'm with you."
She grinned and said, "I love you so much. And I love you naked!"
Of course I blushed and she chuckled as she watched it move down my
body. Then she kissed me again and held me for a moment. I
whispered, "Keep me naked if you like me that way." She squeezed me
gently and then stepped back and started undressing.
When she was finished we went into the bathroom and I turned on the
shower while she unbraided her hair. We got into the shower together,
there was plenty of room, and I washed her hair while she knelt with
her back to me. It was very erotic - being nude together in the
shower and washing her hair. Then she washed mine while I knelt.
Then we soaped each other and washed each other all over. I loved the
feel of her soft smooth skin under my soapy hands. And I loved the
feel of her hands on my body, soft, but firm and strong. When she
washed my buttocks I bit my lip and moaned with pleasure. I took a
deep breath and whispered, "Oh, God!' when she spread them and ran the
tip of her finger over my anus.
It was fantastic! I cupped her breasts and kissed each nipple
gently before sucking it into my mouth. I loved the way she sighed
and moaned. Then I brought my knee up between her legs and rubbed it
against her waxed pussy. She spread her legs and pressed herself
against my knee. God, it was fantastic! A little later I dropped to
my knees and ran my tongue over her slit for the first time. I loved
it! She tasted wonderful!
Then I bumped her knee somehow and she cried out. I sat down and
took a good look. Her knee was badly bruised and looked a little
swollen. I felt terrible. I ran the tips of my fingers over her
knee, probing gently, looking up to see her reaction. She was in pain
- I saw her wince a couple of times. That was enough for me. I stood
up and told her that she needed to get into the tub and use the
jaccuzi, but first I wanted my mom to look at her knee. She didn't
want to, but gave in when I started to cry.
I filled the tub and she got in and turned on the jets. Then I
wrapped myself in a big towel and went to get my mom. She was out in
the yard but came when I called from the kitchen window. I told her
that Allison's knee seemed bad and asked her to look at it. She
nodded and followed me upstairs. She crouched by the tub and probed
and poked and prodded gently while asking Allison how it felt and how
it had happened. Allison explained that she'd twisted it when she
twisted her ankle. Mom immediately picked up Allison's foot and began
examining her ankle.
Allison didn't seem to mind having mom examine her while she was
naked and mom didn't seem to be bothered either. After a few minutes
she told Allison that she thought the damage was minor but advised her
to see her own doctor. She told Allison that she'd wrap her knee and
ankle after she was dry and dressed. Then she got up and kissed me on
the forehead and said she'd be out in the yard and call her when
Allison was ready to have her knee wrapped.
After mom was gone, Allison glanced at me and asked why I'd cried.
I sat on the edge of the tub and ran my fingers through her wet hair.
"I cried because I love you and I couldn't stand the thought of you
being in pain. Please take care of yourself." I touched her knee.
"You've got such pretty knees - I hate to see them all bruised and
scratched."
Allison smiled. "You'll have to get used to it. Athletes get
hurt."
I nodded. "I know that, but it doesn't mean you have to take
chances. Can't you wear knee pads and shin guards like some of the
others?"
She made a face. "I hate those things! They slow me down and make
me feel awkward."
"Please," I pleaded, "At least wear knee pads." She nodded
reluctantly and promised to think about it. I satisfied myself with
that for the moment. She distracted me by running her hand up under
my towel and I spread my legs slightly to allow her to slip her finger
into my wet pussy. Soon the towel was on the floor and I was moaning
as she sucked my nipples and masturbated me to my first orgasm with
her. She triggered it by slipping her free hand around behind me and
pushing her index finger into my anus. I threw my head back and
moaned with pleasure as I started to orgasm. pushing myself back
against her finger.
Twenty minutes later we were dressed and down in the kitchen, our
hair still wet. Allison sat on the counter while mom wrapped her knee
and ankle with Ace bandages. Then she called Allison's mom and talked
to her for a few minutes. Then Allison's mom came through the yards
to talk to mom in person. They seemed to hit it off. I brought my
hair dryer out to the patio and we took turns doing each other's hair.
Allison nodded when I asked if her mother knew she was gay. "Yes, and
she's comfortable with it. More than my dad. Mom's cool."
Allison drew me down onto her lap and kissed me. We were sitting
there, me on her lap, when our moms came out onto the patio. I
started to get up but Allison held me on her lap. Our moms came over
and sat down at the table. My mom told us that she had agreed to take
Allison on as a patient. (Mom's a pediatrican) Allison's mom smiled
at me and patted my hand. Then she told Allison to mind her manners
at dinner and be home by nine o'clock. Allison nodded meekly. "Yes,
mom. I will."
After Allison's mom left my mom said, "Allison, I have to ask you
this. Have you had any other lover's recently?"
I blushed. "Mom! How could you? I'm so embarassed."
Mom glanced at me and said, "Shush, Sarah. It's for your own good.
Both of you."
Allison squeezed my wrist and said, "Your mom's right. No, Doctor
Black, I haven't had any other lovers lately. Or ever. Sarah is my
first."
Mom smiled. "Good. That's good to hear."
I glanced at Allison. "I'm your last lover, too. I'll kick your
butt if you even look at another girl!"
Allison laughed. Mom chuckled. Then we all went inside to fix
dinner.
THE END
