Bad Girls Just Want to Have Fun
Bad Girls Just Want to Have Fun
I smiled up to my friend, watching my friend Stacie stretch and prepare to dive into the pool I had already entered. I couldn't help but admire the curvy pudginess of her purple furred body, even if she tried to hide her cute, stocky figure in loose fitting boys shorts and a tank-top. The Stunky girl always felt she probably should have been a boy instead, something I always thought absurd with how pretty I found her as a girl. Of course, I was the one with the boyish figure. Even though Stacie just turned 16 to my 15, I looked like I was 12 still. Just a flat chested, slender, twiggy little Glameow, wearing a too tight one piece to try to show off any sort of curve. While my friend who wanted to be the boy looked beautiful with a wonderful fullness. Life had some amusing twists at times.
My daydreaming was interrupted by the feline grin of the Stunky. Sharp eyes glittering mischievously, "mmm, what has you all dreamy now, thinking of some boy who's caught your fancy?"
I giggled quietly, thinking she was close. Just a girl who wanted to be a boy. But I never told her how, well, appealing, she looked to me, "no, just thinking how Summer's coming to an end all too soon."
The weather was still hot enough to go swimming. But the mornings had a crisp hint to them, promising of school to go back to soon. Stacie gave me one of her grins, raising an eyebrow. She knew how much I tried to get the boys to notice me, but being such a small little thing, and flat chested to boot. While the Stunky would get more attention then she ever liked, although her species gave her one threat none had ever tried to pass. By now most had gotten used to her ignoring of their comments and questions and brushing off their flirts.
"Really, I was just thinking how fun it's been to be with you, and wishing we had more time," barely had the words left my lips when I realized how, well, sappy that sounded. I cringed, realizing I probably sounded like some random boy trying to keep her around after a movie. She did have a way of getting what she enjoyed from them, much to their annoyance. Stacie just chuckled to herself, obviously catching how badly it sounded too as she pulled herself just out of the pool.
I tried to not stare too hard, now that her wet tank-top was clinging to her chest. I realized with a little gulp she didn't wear a thing under it, and tried to hide the flicking of my curled tail at the sight of how much it was revealing. Stacie gave an enigmatic sigh for a moment, quite unlike her, before she smiled widely, "It is true though, it's nice to have someone who can understand me and doesn't constantly try to girly me up."
I couldn't help but smiling back, and with a touch of awkwardness I settled before her. Trying to not get too, well, close. But I knew my chances would be limited after this weekend. So with a quiet shiver I 'casually' slipped closer to rest my head 'innocently' on her thighs. At least I hoped it wasn't blatant I was looking for more. "Thank you! I figure we get told enough how to dress, we can choose how we want. If you want to dress in boy's clothing, It's all the cuter... erk! better!"
I couldn't help but flush bright pink in ears. Shyly dipping my grey furred head down half in the water as Stacie batted an eye at me. "ooh? Hmm, y'know, for someone who's always trying to get the boys..." She grins mischievously, revealing a fang, "I wonder if perhaps I'm the handsomest 'boy' you know then." She was of course, quite right.
"eheheh, it was just a slip of the tongue..." But I pulled myself closer with a little more courage. Not seeing her complain yet. I gently settled my head on her leg. my tail feeling like it might twist off, curling back and forth in frantic flicks. I suspected Stacie knew that was my usual reaction to someone who, er, attracted my attention. She just grinned back down, soaking wet like I was from the pool. Her hand soon brushed one of my ears, the gentle touch making me likely turn even further pink. I couldn't help but purr, breathing in the nice scent of the Stunky, warm and musky and so naughty. I didn't mind the stronger hint of her skunkiness, it was never bad like people teased her about. And it even mingled ok with the sharp hint of chlorine from the pool.
Stacie brushed my hair gently with a fingers, "it's ok, if I'm a boy I'm supposed to like girls anyways." She giggled, petting gently as I flushed bright pink now. My tail flicked and twisted its corkscrew pattern, back and forth like when I was gonna pounce something. My heart stammering a little as I gulped quietly. I found myself snuggling closer to her legs with a shy smile. "So... you really want to become a boy?"
Stacie nodded a little, her little stubby tail flicking shyly herself. "just always felt, boyish, plus they don't have such an absurd number of clothes to wear." I nodded with a blush, wondering if she wore anything beneath the damp, thin shorts my nose was so close to. Her fingers wandering along my long hair as she grinned wider, "So am I boy enough for you then, or..." Her devilish grin making me shyly snuggle her thighs.
"Well.... OK, I found you absolutely gorgeous. With that perfect amount of softness to make you so wonderfully curvy. I think I lose a little breath each time you walk in. It doesn't help those boy clothes fit so snugly so often, and make such a cute contrast to such a wonderful, womanly body." I took a deep breath and gulped softly, hoping I wasn't too direct. Stacie soon looked away for a moment, making me fidget more nervously. I'd be crushed if I scared off my friend on the last weekend before school. I watched that thoughtful look, seeing her nibble her lip with a fang.
Soon she turned to look down at me, a Cheshire's grin across her feline face. "Well then, perhaps we can solve both our problems. You get your boyfriend, and I get someone who doesn't want to turn me into a girly girl." She giggled and winked, brushing my ears again as they burned. "Sound like a nice deal?"
I nodded and smiled, and reached up to hug her hips happily. Pressing my cheek to her belly with a quiet sigh. "I'm glad I have such an open friend, and if you ever did want to, er, become a boy, I'm quite fine with that." I looked up, her dark eyes smiling to my blue eyes, and with a sheepish grin I added "But I do think you are very lovely as you are." Resting my head on her belly, if partly to let my muzzle rest on her lap with an obscured smile.
Her hips shifted, and with a flush I felt her lean back just a little. Exposing my nose on her lap, and helping press it closer. I took a deep breath, smelling a more sweet scent that sent shivers rushing up my spine. And a heat to warm up my lap as I squirmed. Stacie letting her fingers trace my whiskers before I shyly kissed a fingertip. The Stunky grinning widely, "And you're quite cute too... and I've been with you more then long enough to know what your tail coiling that fast means."
I gave a quiet squeak. We've had a few... close... times, but never quite this hot. I prayed I wasn't being too direct, but the gentle petting stopped as Stacie leaned back and rested on her arms. Her thighs spreading gently, and obviously inviting as I looked up shyly. Watching the way her soft tummy rose and fall with her quiet panting, she was obviously just as excited as I was. I quietly looped a finger into the drawstring of her shorts, untying them slowly to let them loosen up on her hips.
My fingers were shaking by the time I got the courage to start drawing down her shorts. A quiet shiver and moan escaped us both as I found she indeed wore nothing beneath. A flush at how close we'd been so often before. While my tail felt like it was going to twirl itself right off my body, I was sliding the silky fabric free, watching as she squirmed to help guide it from her body. My eyes explored the plump, silky mons presented to me. Wet and pouting with excitement, and just as round and plush as the rest of her. My envy in her plump figure growing, feeling a little flat down there too. But I wouldn't have to complain. It was all mine now, that knowledge making me shiver with arosual.
After what felt like an eternity (probably a minute) of staring at another girl's lap as if it was the most beautiful thing I could imagine, a questioning purr from my lover woke me from my reverie. A little blush and smile up to her, then I leaned in. My heart stammered in my chest as I gave my new lover an intimate first kiss. Feeling those soft, full nether-lips gently give for my rough tongue, the sound of Stacie's moan making my lap burn with lust. Her taste sharply sweet, but not overpowering as I felt her arousal upon my tongue, wet and wonderful.
I closed my eyes, snuggled in against the side of the pool, and soon went to work to bring my lover pleasure. Letting the world fade away to just encompass the wet, soft warmth of my lover's intimate folds, and my lips and tongue buried against them. Slurping, kissing, suckling and nibbling, letting my tongue dance up to tease the button of her clit, or dive in to drag out that musky moisture. Listening to those pretty moans and gasps my tongue drags out. We both knew we had just this Saturday alone together, before our parents returned to get us ready for school. But one lazy summer day would be just enough for now. We would have more time soon enough for lovers to explore.
Her hands soon clutched at mine as I felt them squeeze urgently. A long, low moan and tremble pressed her soft, thick cunny against my lips more firmly, desperate with need. My tail was lashing and I thought my heart would leap from my chest in excitement as I shifted in for the finale. Wrapping lips about her clit, I began to dance and flick my tongue with a quiet giggle. I had read about how to pleasure a girl, and always dreamed of this moment. And soon I was deeply purring as my tongue danced what must have been an intricate and varying pattern around her delicate clitoris to her. To me, well, I was just practicing my ABC's with my tongue on a very special part of my lover.
The response was quite dramatic for me. Her hips suddenly jerked up against my lips. Then squirmed, writhing against my steady licks with lewd, whimpering moans. Her fingers squeezing mine desperately as I heard her moans grow quiet. Her body rigid as I placed all my concentration upon keeping my tired tongue dancing. And I barely got through F before she cried out sharply. A soft hint of girlcum anointed my muzzle as she moaned proudly, making me glad we had no neighbors around today. We held each other's hand tight as I kept my tongue frantically moving further down the alphabet. By M she was quietly whimpering, and with a tense little squeeze I realized my cue to relax. A little blush as my enthusiasm probably got the better of me.
I shyly looked up, and tenderly leaned in to lick the wetness from her splayed folds. A warm sense of satisfaction at bringing my lover to climax, and the sight of her netherlips splayed in lust for the first time is going to be the most erotic thing I'll ever remember. I just know it as I lovingly groom her musky sharp girlcum from her lap. Finally feeling a firm petting as she caught her breath, "oooh... Gwen, you were incredible. I think I'll have to give up boys for sure now with you, I don't think any would know how to make me feel so good."
My ears burned, and I wonder if I could blush enough to catch them on fire. I shyly nodded, sheepishly grinning "thank you, you were divine yourself love." We both smiled widely as I rested my head on her thigh, reaching out to pet her belly as she stroked my ears. This year was going to be the best ever, I just knew it. But first, I suspected a lovely Stunky was gonna drag her new Glameow girlfriend off for an ever better night...