Thursday 28 February 2013

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Dana was the first girl to say hello when I transferred across country to my new university.  I came on an athletic scholarship and knew that even if we were all on the same swim team, we were still competing with each other.  But there was something different about Dana.  She was sincere and you could tell she wasn't just being polite, she was genuinely sweet and kind.  In fact, over the next few weeks, I realized she may have been too kind, and I grew to feel rather protective of her, as the other girls on the swim team seemed to laugh at her naivete and sincerity. We spent more and more time together, doing all the usual things college girls do, including sharing clothes, staying up late gossiping about boys and falling asleep watching movies.
By the time our regional competition approached that spring we were best friends, sharing everything. Clothes, food, study notes, our thoughts on nearly everything! Well, almost everything.  You see, as much as I trusted her and felt protective of her, I could still never tell Dana how attracted to her I was.  With our rigorous training schedules we saw each other's bodies every day, and it was nothing to massage each other's shoulders or legs after an especially hard training session.  We even laughed about how we could wait two hours for our turn with the team physical therapist or we could just rub each other and have our dinner eaten by the time the rest of the girls were back from practice!  She had never given any indication that she thought of me as anything  more than a best friend, so I was content to keep my innermost thoughts to myself.  I was content to touch her tiny body when giving her a massage, and since we were always comparing bodies and worried about making weight for the team, I was content to look at her from afar and never touch her most beautiful parts.  

Our team won most of the events, but I was unhappy with my individual performance that afternoon.  In the shower room afterwards Dana could tell I was tense. She came straight over to me and tried to touch my shoulders, but I jerked away. With twenty girls showering together, I was already tense, and so Dana bouncing up to me with her tiny nipples pointing at me in front of everyone else, the combination of anger at myself for my poor performance and seeing her perfect body walking up to me, I could feel myself swelling up and getting wet.  I quickly turned my back to her and hoped no one had noticed how swollen my clit suddenly was.  I reached up and turned the shower to cold and just said over my shoulder, "Thanks Dana, I'll talk to you on the bus!"  

I waited til most of the girls were done showering and dressing to step out of the shower and go get dressed.  I came around the corner of the lockers to see Dana waiting for me on the bench.  She was wearing my jeans and just matter of factly handed me the skirt she had on earlier that day.  "Here, this goes better with your top so you should wear it home."  I was too distracted by her sly smile to argue.  "OK, thanks." I said, and set it down and started toweling off. Something was different about her but I couldn't put my finger on it.  She just kept smiling as I toweled off and dressed, sitting there watching me and handing me piece after piece of clothing.  First my little lace panties and then the matching black lace bra.  I looked at it as she handed it to me and said, "I don't remember bringing this."  She said, "Oh maybe I brought it, You know you look good in that one, the way your nipples stick out in it."  Again with that smile!
"Ok." I said.  By this time I knew for sure she wasn't herself.  It was like the role of big sister that I usually assumed had been taken over by her, she was in charge and taking care of me today.  I was in no mood to question.  In fact, after the day I had had, I welcomed it.  So I let her tell me to wear my black panties and bra and I listened to her tell me how much better I looked in her little green skirt than she did.  She then told me to hurry up and get on the bus, as the rest of the girls would be done eating soon and she wanted to get a good seat for the three hour journey back to campus.  I followed her outside, and couldn't help but smile as I felt my clean panties getting wet as I watched her walking in my jeans.  I'd always admired her ass, but the combination of her tight little body in my clothes and her take charge attitude was more than I could handle.  All I could think was how much I wanted that bus ride to be over so I could be back in my room alone so I could relieve the tension in the best possible way.  

"Oh good, the back seat is empty!" She half stated half laughed as we got on the bus.  "Here, you get in by the window."  I just smiled as my body pressed against hers to get by.  I let out a huge sigh as I slumped on to the seat and leaned my head against the window.  "Wake me when we get there." I mumbled, and did my best to drift off to sleep.  After the bus got moving it became clear that I was not going to sleep with my head against the window, as this driver was determined to hit every bump.  I squirmed and put my back against the window and my legs went up on the seat, resting across Dana's lap.  "Is that ok?" I asked her, not really giving her a choice in the matter.  "Of course" she said with a smile, and gently rubbed my legs.  She then took her jacket and put it over my legs and lap, presumably so I wouldn't get cold.  
"Are you still stressed?" she whispered to me.  I just nodded as I looked around and realized she was whispering because most everyone on the bus had drifted off to sleep by this time.  She followed by gaze and looked around the bus, then looked back at me and smiled.  She rubbed my legs with renewed enthusiasm, gently caressing my calves and working out the knots.  As her hands went up past my knees I was at once invigorated and stressed.  Her little fingers were stronger than they looked, and were finding all of the tense spots and rubbing them all out....but I was nervous about them going up much higher.  If her hands went past my skirt at all she'd realize how wet her touch was making me.  Our eyes met as her hand traveled up my thighs, past the hem of her skirt, and slid to the inside of my thigh.  "Now you know why I told you to wear the skirt", she whispered, and boldly slid her hands up even higher. With one hand she slid my panties to the side, and with the other she ever so gently reached up to touch my lips.  "You're so wet", she whispered.  She continued to caress my wet lips, slowly spreading them apart with her finger tips, spreading my juices all over the outside of my pussy.  I could only feel this, as her jacket was still across my lap, so only the most discerning of eyes would realize where her hands were.  With her other hand I could feel her gently squeeze my clit and pull the skin on it back slowly.  "Do you like it when I touch you there?" she whispered.  I could only smile and stifle a soft moan.  She continued to massage my clit with her right hand as the fingers of her left played with my pussy.http://adultfriendfinder.com/go/g1400105  The bus driver hit a bump just as she slid a finger inside me.  I let out a gasp and opened my eyes to see if anyone had noticed.  No everyone was still fast asleep.  "Oh thank god", I thought, not wanting Dana to have to stop.  She looked at me and smiled knowingly.  She slid her finger out and worked it back in.  She did this several times and then surprised me with two fingers instead of one!  Again I gasped, but this time it was more pleasure than surprise.  "Will I keep going?" she whispered.  "Please do" I heard myself say.  So she kept going.....she worked in two fingers and then three and finally four.....each time it was a sweet combination of pleasure and pain, as she was stretching my pussy out a bit more with each stroke.  By this time the road the bus driver had chosen was especially bumpy, and Dana only had to sit still, the bouncing of the bus was enough motion to make me moan with delight.  Our eyes met.  "Will I go on?" she whispered.  I couldn't believe my own ears as I heard myself say, "Yes!  I want more!"  

We hit a bump that actually lifted our asses off of the seat, her hand still inside me.  How her wrist didn't break as I landed on it and felt her whole hand slide in right up to her wrist I do not know.  I gasped and she giggled and then we both looked around to see if anyone else was awake to notice our awkward position.  Her right hand was fully inside me, her skirt that I was wearing was flipped up on to my stomach so I was fully exposed and she could see how big my clit was and I looked down in amazement to see the inside of my thighs soaking wet.  No one seemed to notice, so we laughed and she leaned over to slowly graze my mouth with hers.  She whispered right in my ear, "Now you see why I told you to wear the skirt.  I've wanted to do this for you for months now!" She then gently kissed my neck and shoulders, her hand reaching down and pulling the skirt down to cover me and pulling the jacket that had fallen off my lap back over my lap.  She then reached under the jacket with her free hand and used it to caress my clit while she gently moved her other hand back and forth, in and out, until everything went white and I couldn't help but gasp for air.  Just then the driver hit another bump, and I felt a gush of warmth and wetness I'd never experienced before.  Dana smiled and slowly slid her hand out, then motioned with her eyes for me to look.  It was not just wet, it was dripping.  "Here" she said, "Taste your cum" and she slid her fingers in my mouth, one by one.  Her other hand was still on my clit, not massaging any more, but just resting there, pressing against me.  "Do it again" I heard myself begging.  

"Just wait til we get back to the dorm" she whispered......

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