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A Geeks Coming Out Party By Jan
Sonja was apprehensive when she approached the principal's office. She had never been in trouble before. This was the first time she had ever been summonsed to the office during class. When she had been singled out after the teacher read the note handed to her by the secretary the class had all reacted with comments like "Oh What did you do?"
The teacher had ushered her to the door and turned o the class and told them to quiet down and return to their assignments.
She paused before knocking on the door. When she was admitted she was curious because there was another girl sitting in a chair in front of the principal's desk. She had seen this girl around school before but she didn't associate with girls like her.
She knew her name was Maxine but her friends called her Max. She was way too Gothic for her taste. She had dark hair that was streaked with purple and spiked. She smelled of stale cigarette smoke. Her ears had safety razor blade ear rings hanging from them. Her eyebrows had stainless steel rings. Her nose and lips were pierced and she sported a bolt through her tongue. She had a distressed black leather motorcycle jacked covering a tank top that hardly covered half of her stomach. Her greasy hip hugger jeans were tattered as much as her scruffy canvas tennis shoes. Sonya saw the belly ring in her navel. She wondered why anyone would mutilate their body like that.
The principal motioned for Sonya to take the chair next to Max. She sat down and wondered what could have linked her with this punker.
The principal sat behind his desk and said, "Sonya I'm sure your wondering why you were summonsed to my office. Relax you have done nothing wrong. I'm going to ask you to do me a favor. Maxine has never done anything so terrible that would prevent her from graduating from middle school. The problem is her grades. She does not have enough credits to graduate. What I need is for you to tutor her until graduation to bring her grades up enough to pass her.
Sonya was relieved to know she was not in trouble but she was not sure she wanted to take on the responsibility of teaching this smelly punker.
Maxine sure didn't look as if she was interested in her help at all. The look on her face was pure contempt. She tried to tell the principal that she didn't need any help from a fucking Socialite bitch.
Sonya felt hurt to be classified in that group. She didn't consider herself a member of that group at all. She didn't date those kinds of boys. In fact she didn't date at all. She didn't hang out with those kinds of girls either.
One look at her would tell anyone that Max was wrong about her. She was far too tall to be in the social click. What thirteen-year old in that group was almost six-feet tall. The social click would call her a geek. She was too fucking smart. Any class she was in the grade curve went to hell. Under her practical clothes was an innocent girl.
She had plain brown hair that was long enough to reach her shoulder blades. Her skin was almost flawless. Her skin was alabaster like with only a trace of freckles on her shoulders. She did not have an athletic figure but it was developed beyond her age. When pressed she agreed to help. Max knew if she didn't accept that she was not going to be passed on to high school and accepted the help with an acrimonious tone in her voice.
They were excused to discuss just how Sonya was going to tutor Max. When Sonya suggested going to the library Max nixed that suggestion. They finally agreed to leave the campus and go to the park.
They selected a concrete picnic table. They sat on the table with their feet on the bench as they talked about what to do. When Sonya asked what was her weakest subject Max said all of them. When Sonya asked to see some of her homework and tests she could not believe the crumpled scraps of paper she pulled out of her canvas back pack. Next they discussed where to study.
Max said that they could go to her home. Sonya called her mother on her cell-phone to let her know where she would be. When they arrived Sonya was repulsed by the smell of stale cigarettes. The house smelled like an ash tray. There were several small children running around the house in varying degrees of undress. The noise was just short of the decibel range of a 747 passenger jet taking off. When they closed the door to the bedroom it was not all that much better.
The floor of the room was cluttered with clothes. The walls were covered with posters of heavy metal rock groups and some women singers on the edge. There were two beds in the room and Sonya could tell that at least three girls were living in that room.
Max swept clothes off of the bed and flung the blankets and sheet towards the foot of the bed. She hopped onto the bed and crossed her legs. Sonya knew she expected her to do the same. She pulled out Max's homework and spread it out she had her re- write everything and watched her write. She helped her clean up her penmanship. She slowly led Maxine through her homework until Max understood what she was doing. It was late and Sonya wanted to get away as soon as possible.
As the weeks passed Sonya became accustom to Max's image. She eventually understood that her rebellious character was a defensive mechanism. She felt like a failure. If she acted like she didn't care she didn't have to face the fact that she didn't understand what she was being taught. Sonya felt sorry for her and vowed to teach her as much as possible.
When Maxine understood that Sonya was not making fun of her or judging her she opened up and felt closer to her than any of her punk girlfriends.
Eventually Sonya invited Max to her home because of the distractions at Maxine's home. Maxine was very impressed with her home. It was very large and airy. There was no smell of cigarette smoke or dust. Max was impressed that their three car garage was larger than her parent's home. Sonya's large bedroom had its own bathroom. Her room was very feminine. She had her own desk with a computer and printer. The walls were not covered with poster. They were decorated with copies of French impressionist's pastel paintings.
One day while Max was at Sonya's home after she had received great grades in all of her tests that week she wanted to show her appreciation to Sonya for teaching her that she was not as stupid as she had though by kissing her.
She clung to the taller girl and kissed her on the mouth. The kiss lasted longer than she had intended. She found herself attracted to her beyond her ability to understand. Max was no stranger to lesbian sex. Hell, she had been sucking pussy for years. She even sucked her sister's cunts. But this was girl was different. Sonya was so sweet and clean.
Sonya had gotten used to the smell of stale cigarette smoke on Max's body but she found the taste of cigarettes in her mouth nasty. But it turned her on. She had never had sex with anyone, male or female before. She even felt guilty with she was stimulate by the feeling of a soft bath towel rubbing her clitoris. The feelings she felt being kissed and hugged by Maxine was confusing.
When Max started kissing Sonya her lust took over. She stared feeling her breasts. Sonya froze. She felt herself being turned on at the same time her brain was telling her to stop Max.
Max's hands were roaming all over Sonya's body. She started pulling Sonya's blouse out of her skirt and running her hands hand's up her ribcage until her fingers reached the bra. She forced her hands under the bra and grasped both tits. Sonya gave up all resistance as her emotions over whelmed her. Maxine stripped Sonya of all of her clothing.
Max was like an animal the way she pawed and lick at Sonya's flesh. Sonya's body was soft and had an alabaster look about it. There were only traces of freckles on her shoulders. The contrast of her dark hair against her creamy milk glass like skin was striking. The only blemish on her skin was a brown mole on the outside of her left breast. Max had never seen any body as perfect as Sonya's.
Max pulled her leather jacket off and pulled her T-shirt over her head. She was a little plump and her flesh struggled to pill over the top of her tight black bra. When she unhooked the bra the straps flung around her body like a broken sling shot. Sonya could see the red marks left behind as the shoulder straps were pulled down. Sonya saw that Max had several tattoos on her upper body. She had grown accustom to the facial piercing and hardly noticed them anymore. But now she saw the nipple blots for the first time. Max had large areolas and the stainless steel bolts stood out in stark contrast to the brown areolas. Sonya thought the tattoo on her arm of a black widow spider repulsive. There was also a bolt in her navel. Max unfastened her jeans next.
Sonya watched as the girl pulled down her low rise jeans and step out of them. All he had on was her tight fitting black panties that were almost nothing more than a thong. When she bent over to step out of her jeans Sonya saw that tattoo on the small of her back. It was a tribal design that looked organic, like a growing vine. There was also a black heart on her ankle. Sonya could not believe any girl would mark her body like that. At the same time the fact that it was so taboo excited her too. When Max was naked she pushed Sonya backwards to her bed and climbed on top of her.
Max continued kissing Sonya at the same time she grasped Sonya's cunt. She rubbed her vulva with the palm of her hand roughly. Sonya could not keep up with the feeling running through her body. She was shaking like a leaf in a strong wind.
Max moved down enough to suck on one of the white tits. The areolas were no larger a pink nickel. Max sucked on it and squeezed the other tit at the same time. When Max licked her way down the tall girl's body on her way to the dark triangle of pubic hair Sonya tried to resist but Max was too strong. When Max put her mouth on her pussy and looked up at Sonya's face Sonya could almost see the smile on her face as she licked her cunt. Her body went into violent convulsions that shook her body. She was jerking and wave after wave rolled up her body from her tummy to her tits. Her legs were quivering like she had been given an electrical shock. She could not have reacted more violently if she had been hit by a tazzer gun.
When she slowly recovered Max mounted Sonya so that one leg was on the outside and the other was between Sonya's legs so that she could rub her own pussy against Sonya's. She was fucking her like a man would and the friction of their cunts against each other was driving Sonya wild. They were sprawled all over the bed. After Sonya had another climax she wanted to find out what it tasted like to suck a pussy.
It was Sonya's turn to push Max onto her back and position herself between the chubby thighs. She inspected Max's cunt and found that she even had rings piercing her labia and a bolt through her clit. She held the labia open by a couple of rings and smelled the aroma of her cunt. It was a strong smell but erotic too. She tasted the flesh and found that she could not resist sticking her tongue as deep into the cunt as possible. She was shaking her head back and forth like Max had done to her.
Max grabbed two hands full of hair and rode her face until she climaxed. She had a few spasms before she released Sonya's head. Max flipped Sonya over and went after her again. She masturbated Sonya with her hand again until Sonya was about to cum again before she went down on her again. This time she did more than suck cunt. This time she wet for her asshole.
No one had ever touched her there before. She though it was nasty and tried to stop Max. Max was not strong enough to stop her. Sonya found the feeling of having her asshole licked and a tongue forced into her ass was just as exciting as having her cunt sucked. In a short time she had another gut wrenching climax. She even fainted for a few moments. When she came to she was still quivering. She was not up to trying anal sex with Max but she did kiss her on the mouth for a long time while they masturbated each other's cunts. She thought she would be repulsed by the taste of her ass on the face of Max but it turned her on too.
They spent hours making each other cum again and again. By the time they were exhausted they could hardly make their way to the bathroom to shower before Max had to get dressed and go home.
Sonya was never willing to pierce her body or tattoo it but she became a true devotee of any girl that was. Through Max she net a variety of girls that were just as tasty.
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