A Girl's Story Chapter 1
Hello Readers! Here begins the next segment our heroine's story. This story began in junior high school (found in the Young Friends section) and continuing on through high school (found in the High School section). Those of you who have been reading since the beginning probably noticed that the story of her high school years had a lot of details in it; as the story continues it won't have quite the same day-by-day narrative as it did previously. In high school our lovely protagonist was experiencing everything for the first time, now she is living her own life and the story will look in on the more significant events in her college career. As before this is a work of fiction, but it is based on the events of my own life; at least what my life could have been if I were living in a lesbian romance movie rather than the far less exciting real world. I hope you like the story.
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Our Dramatis Personæ:
Cindy: The protagonist of our story. Cindy has grown into a good-sized girl; she is 5'10" and somewhat stocky (she complains about the size of her butt frequently). She has unruly, curly brown hair, often hidden under a Chicago White Sox hat. She has always been quite the tomboy, much to the frustration of her mother. Cindy is, as the story opens, studying to become an electrician and hopes to work in the theater so as to be closer to the love of her life, Lisa. Cindy can sometimes act rather rashly, especially when she thinks someone needs help, often without considering the risks involved in her actions. Cindy is quiet sexually active, but she is totally in love with Lisa. Cindy decided to draw the line at incest, not matter how sexy her younger sister becomes. Cindy enjoys wrestling nude with other women as a form of foreplay and she is not averse to getting rather rough, if her partner is willing. Cindy is starting her first year at Illinois State University (ISU).
Lisa: In Cindy's eyes Lisa is the most breathtakingly beautiful woman on Earth, with the possible exceptions of Wendi Richter, Princess Diana, and Ingrid Bergman. She is also a tall girl (5'8") with curves in all the right places. She has an amazing singing voice and her dream is to be a stage actress, hopefully on Broadway. She is also a very good dancer and has had occasional fantasies of dancing in a strip club. Lisa's most striking features are her hair, which it totally white (and has been since elementary school), and bright blue eyes which Cindy firmly believes glow like those of a Fremen. Lisa is also sexually voracious, but she and Cindy are totally dedicated to each other. Lisa is starting her first year at Illinois Wesleyan University (IWU).
Lauren: As our story open she is one of Cindy's suitemates in the university dormitory. She is a solidly built young woman who is bisexual, though she does prefer girls. She's a first-year student at ISU as well studying computer science.
Rita: Possibly Lisa and Cindy's closest friend. She is shorter than them (5'6") with epically large breasts. She comes from a wealthy family, both her parents are lawyers, and her father is a partner in a prominent Chicago law firm; he is also known to have been very effective at defending some reputed organized crime figures. Her mom is passionate defender of women's rights, and more recently, the rights of the queer community. Rita is a student at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago and she is an amazing artist. She is also one of the only people who Cindy trusts to put makeup on her.
Janet: Cindy's younger sister. She has grown from an incredibly bitchy little brat (Cindy still calls her "Brat") into a quite beautiful blonde. Prior to the opening of this part of the story she finally acted on her desires and had sex with Lisa (which Cindy was OK with). Janet is still in high school and she is two year younger than Cindy.
Ellie: Short for Elizabeth. She is a very sexy friend of the girls with long black hair. She has been very active sexually and in the year before this part of the story opens realized she likes sex with girls as much, if not more, than with guys. She has a huge crush on Cindy and she and Janet have hooked up as well. Ellie is still in high school as well and she is a year younger than Cindy.
Out Story Thus Far...
Our lovely protagonist, and her even lovelier girlfriend, have left their small-town home in eastern Illinois and have hopefully left behind many of the closed-minded attitudes too often found in small towns. The two girls, along with their assorted friends have now embarked on the next phase of their lives, going off to college. Cindy and Lisa go to different schools, but the two campuses are only a few miles apart. If you wish to read the entire story look for "A Girl's Story" in the Young Friends and High School sections of Nifty.
Part 1: A New Beginning
Our little caravan rolled up the interstate toward the town that would be my home for the next four years. Janet was riding with me, but she wasn't saying much. She was still really embarrassed that I had walked in on her and Lisa fucking.
Finally she turned toward me, "Hey Fuzzball."
Dammit, I was never going to be free of that name! "What Brat?"
"Am I a slut?"
"Why would you say that?"
"I mean, I've fucked three different girls in less than a month. Doesn't that make me a slut?"
"How many guys?"
"Two; Anthony, the guy who took me to prom, and Carlton, a guy I met at the Halloween dance."
"Well, I don't know much about guys; I've only known two guys really well, Gena's boyfriend Brian and Gil, the guy who helped us with the Homecoming float. They were both really nice, so I know there are good guys out there, but they don't seem that common. But Lisa, Ellie, and Rhonda are all your friends. They were your friends before you had sex with them and I know they will always be your friend. That's the best kind of lover."
Janet nodded, "So you don't think I'm a slut?"
I laughed, "If anyone is the slut here Brat, it's me. I've never had sex with a guy, and I really don't have any interest in trying, but I've been with," here I paused, counting in my head, "thirteen girls since junior high."
"Holy shit!" Janet was equal parts repulsed and impressed, "Mom and Dad have no idea, do they?"
"Nope. They are sure Lisa and I are exclusive to each other and I have no plans to tell them otherwise and would ask you to do the same." Janet nodded.
We pulled in to an epic line of cars dropping students off at my new home. There were carts to load my stuff on, with older students there to help. I removed my bike from the rack on the Jeep and locked it up so that we could get my stuff up to the 8th floor. When we got there Lauren and her parents were there already. Mom and Dad remembered her from Our Town so that gave the parents something to talk about. Janet looked over at me, one eyebrow raised as it to ask, "Have you fucked her?" I nodded very slightly. She smiled and shook her head slightly in an "You nasty slut!" sort of way.
Mom and Dad both remarked how much nicer my suite was than the rooms they had in college back in the 1960's. Lauren and I had talked quite a bit about what we were bring with us. Lauren had brought a TV and a microwave, I had brought a small fridge and my me new stereo. We had both communicated by email with our third suitemate but neither of us had ever met her. We knew her name, Samantha, and that she was from the southern tip of the state, down near where the Ohio river joins the Mississippi, that she was the youngest kid in a large family, and that she had a horse named Elanor. That last bit had caught Lisa's attention since Elanor was the name of a flower in The Lord of the Rings; she was quite eager to meet this Samantha, since she might be a fellow Middle-Earth fan.
Lauren had gotten her stuff moved in and she and her family had gone to find some dinner before her parents returned home. We were arranging my things when the suite door opened. The girl who came in could best be described as "sturdy". She was close to my height and it was clear she had some real muscles, nothing all bulgy or anything like that, they were the sort of muscles that someone builds up doing years of hard, physical work. From her emails I knew she lived on a farm and her mom was a high school English teacher and that she was coming to ISU to study to be a teacher as well. She had shoulder length reddish-brown hair and a face that could be described as "broad". She was not a pretty girl in that classical Barbie-doll sort of way, but I noticed she had pretty green eyes and some quite nice boobs. She reminded me some of Ellie because of the well-worn cowboy hat she was wearing.
"Hi", she said, somewhat nervously, "You're Cindy?"
"Yeah, that's me. These are my parents, and this is my little sister Janet."
She waved a little nervously (really reminding me of Ellie now) and introduced us to her parents. They seemed nice enough and they definitely looked like farmers. They would be spending the night before heading back to Marion, which was about as far south as you could go and not be in Kentucky or Missouri.
Mom, Dad, and Janet were heading home that night, so we went out for Italian, meeting up with Lisa and her parents. Mom agreed with Lisa that the restaurant's Italian bread would go very well with my spaghetti and with my jambalaya. Lisa's parents were heading home that evening as well so there was some tearful hugging in the parking lot; I noticed that Janet hugged Lisa very tight, far tighter than she hugged me and that Lisa patted Janet's very nice butt. Lisa and I waved good-bye, arms around each other's waist and fighting back tears; we were now on our own and that called for a quick kiss. We were going to be careful since, even with the presence of the universities, Normal and Bloomington still had the feel of small towns and all the narrow-mindedness that could go along with that.
I took Lisa to see my room; normally I would have to park the Red October out in one of the storage lots but parking enforcement was loose during the move-in time. She gave Lauren a big hug and introduced herself to Samantha.
"Hi Samantha, I'm Lisa and I went to high school with Cindy and Lauren." Just as we had done with our parents for years we weren't going to out and out lie but we would tell the truth carefully. None of us knew where Samantha fit on the Kinsey Scale and revealing too much too fast might make for a tense school year.
Samantha shook Lisa's hand, I knew from experience she had a really strong grip. "Please, call me Sam, only my mom calls me Samantha and only when she's mad at me. Are you going to school here as well?"
"I'm at IWU and I'm studying music and theater. What are you going to be studying?"
"I want to be a teacher like my mom, but" and here she blushed, "I don't want to teach English. I'd like to teach Agriculture. I want to be an example that girls can be farmers too."
I had a vague memory of agriculture classes being offered at our school in the technical education program. "I was the first girl at my school to take our electricity classes. I'm an apprentice in the electrical workers union in addition to being a college student."
Sam smiled a little, she had a really pretty smile, "I think we are more alike than it first appears Cindy."
I was already thinking ahead about Lisa spending weekends with me, "You're a long way from home. Do you have a car?"
"Not right now. My Dad hopes to find me one by Christmas but until then trips home will be by bus and train."
Well, I thought, I might be telling her more of the truth about Lisa and me sooner than I thought.
I took Lisa to her campus and got to meet her roommate. Amber would be studying music, in fact most of the girls in her wing of the residence hall were in either the theater or music programs. She was a quite pretty girl from a small town in Wisconsin; she had long, black hair; longer than Lisa's, wonderfully smooth light-brown skin and very nice brown eyes. She was shorter than either of us, about the same height as Janet (she was about 5'6" at the time).
"Nice to meet you Cindy; Lisa's told me a lot about you."
I looked at Lisa in a questioning way. She giggled a little, "She's not on our team but she's fine with us lesbians. Yeah, I was taking a chance in telling her, but I figured we were amongst friendlies with theater and music people."
"I'll see you later, a friend of mine lives in the dorm across the street." Amber gave us a knowing smile and walked out, giving us a little privacy to break in Lisa's bed. Unsure of how much time we might have we got undressed pretty fast and Lisa laid down on the bed on her back, her legs open to show off her damp pussy. I knelt between her legs and slid up along her naked body, my hard nipples dragging along her smooth skin. Pressing my brown bush to her white-furred mound, I slid my hands under her so that I could grab her shoulders from beneath. Pressing my hips against her I began rubbing my pussy on hers, holding her tight, my mouth pressed to hers, our tongues swirling together.
I dug my fingers into her shoulders and Lisa wrapped her legs tight around me as we climaxed at almost the same time. We lay there on the bed, knowing we needed to get dressed before Amber returned, neither of us thought her ready to see the two of us naked, but it was just to delicious to lay there, skin on skin.
"Well sweetie," I was playing with her white hair, "We've made it this far. I wonder if Sam has us figured out already? Amber seems OK with the situation."
"Do you think she wants to fuck us?"
"I don't know, she'll probably move on you first."
"What about Sam?"
"I need to come clean with her. She seems like a nice girl and I don't want her to think we're playing games with her. Whatever happens after that we will deal with. I'm just happy we're together with new people around us."
She kissed me good and proper, "We're on our next step along the path baby."
Grudgingly we got dressed and headed out. Lisa showed me the kitchen on her floor; I looked it over with a critical eye. By now there were three things I was really proud of: my amazing girlfriend, my skill as a photographer, and my talent in the kitchen; and if I was going to make dinner for Lisa's new friends I was going to do a proper job of it. The cookware was decent, certainly as good as Mom's, nowhere near the quality of what the Graff's or Alecia's family had. There was a crock pot big enough for a decent amount of red sauce or gumbo, and some basic spices. Lisa and I would be making a trip to the grocery store at some point to get some quality ingredients and maybe ordering some spices as well.
After some extended kissing I drove back to campus, this time parking in the storage lot. Fortunately, my dorm was on the edge of campus, so I didn't have a long walk to get home. When I got back to my suite Lauren and Sam were watching TV. Lauren had brought a cheap little couch with her and Sam had a big beanbag chair (I was already thinking about what sex on the beanbag would be like) and they were watching a rerun Star Trek. I sat down on the couch but did not snuggle up against Lauren. I was thinking hard on how I was going to handle revealing the whole lesbian thing to Sam. When a commercial break came Sam turned to look at me; she was now wearing shorts and a t-shirt, and I got a nice view of how strong her legs looked.
Lauren put her hand on my leg, "You get Lisa all settled?"
"Yeah. I met her roommate, Amber; she seems nice enough. I also got a look at her floor's kitchen facility. Some Sunday night (no dinner in the dining hall on Sunday nights) I'll be over there making jambalaya. You two are, of course, invited to come along?"
Sam seemed impressed, "You cook?"
Lauren jumped in, "You wouldn't think it to look her, her being such a tomboy and all, but Cindy's actually really good in the kitchen. She loved making really spicy Cajun stuff and she can make really good spaghetti sauce too.
Sam smiled her very nice smile, "Neat. I'm not much of a cook but I do like to eat."
I laughed, "You and me both, babe."
She fixed her eyes on me, "So Cindy, I need to ask you something."
Oh shit; here it comes. I took a deep breath, "Sure."
"Are you and Lisa a Thing?" I could hear the capitol T in "thing". I looked in your room, I wasn't meaning to snoop, but the door was open, and I saw all the photos you have of her. Some of them are pretty damn sexy."
Another deep breath. I figured Sam had guessed pretty shrewdly and there was no point trying to cloud the question now. "Yeah, we're a couple. We've been together since 10th grade."
Lauren pulled me in close, "These two had some epic adventures; Lisa managed to get herself elected Homecoming Queen even with almost all the school knowing she was one-half of the infamous Lesbian Pirate Queens."
"Sam does the fact that I'm gay make you uncomfortable?"
"I'll be honest, I've never known anyone who was gay. I'm sure there were kids at my school who were, but no one ever talked about it." She clearly chose her next words carefully, "No, it's O.K. with me. Lisa seems really nice and you two deserve to be happy just as much as anyone else does."
"Would it make you uncomfortable if she spends the weekend here sometimes?"
"I'll be honest, I'd be a bit freaked out if I walked in on you two going at it on the couch or on my beanbag chair."
"I promise, we'll keep it in my room and close the door. I'll even hang my batting gloves on the doorknob." I had to giggle at that one a little.
"You played softball?" Sam seemed very interested in this.
"Yeah, I was a decent catcher, but I wasn't good enough for our school's team. I did play on the Parks & Rec team in the summer. Did you play?"
"I did a little, my dad's a big baseball fan. I did actually play football with the guys however. We were a small school and the coach would take anyone; I'm sure he asked me because I was big even back then, but I did kind of enjoy it."
Lauren was surprised, "Football? See Cindy, you're not the trailblazer for everything."
Sam laughed, "I wasn't even the first, it's not uncommon at small schools out in farm country.
"My granddad has been a White Sox fan for decades and he pulled me in to liking baseball too."
Sam smiled, "St. Louis Cardinals."
"Nice. Now we have something to watch together."
"Or listen to games on the radio. My dad always told me that is how God intended it."
"I think like your dad and my granddad would get along well."
It was late so we all went to bed. Classes would start on Wednesday and so there would be a few days of social activities. I spent some quality time with my Hitachi vibrator (the Magic Wand) and my album of sexy photos of my friends before going to sleep.
The next day we had a meeting of everyone on our floor. It's was lot of talk about sexual harassment and how us girls need to be careful if we went to parties. I figured that years of living as a closeted lesbian in a small town, along with guidance from our samurai friend Katherine, had given Lisa and I decent situational awareness.
There was a walking tour of the campus that afternoon but since I had a bicycle I went on the bike tour. We covered a lot more ground and got to see more things in the area around the campus. I did get to see where the building that many of my classes would be held in was located, which was good. More of my tech classes would be in a building near my dorm and that was really nice.
After the tour I bicycled to the IWU campus, which only took me about 15 minutes. I hoped Lisa would be at home, but Amber answered the door.
"Hi Fuzzball!"
Oh God, someone else had learned Janet's nickname for me. Lisa was going to get a mighty spanking for this one! "Is Lisa around?"
"No, she's at the orientation for the theater program." She gave me a wink, which made me nice and tingly, and I headed over to the Fine Arts building. I found the crowd in a large lecture hall and I peeked in through the doors, and quickly finding Lisa's white hair. The meeting ended after a little bit and I gave her a very chaste (for us at least) hug when she saw me. As we walked down the hall toward where her bike was parked Lisa pulled me into a doorway and we moved on to some proper kissing with plenty of accompanying boob rubbing.
"Amber has her orientation with the music school at 3, so we need to find something to do until then; then we can go back to the room and fuck."
"I love how you think babe. Where do you want to go?"
"Let's just explore, you've got the good sense of direction, so we can find our way back."
We rode around finding lots of bike paths around the campus. Lisa took me by the church she had found, she was already planning on joining the choir. I noticed the church's sign said they were "Open and Affirming" which I had learned meant they accepted gay people. I'd probably start tagging along because I knew it made Lisa happy, she was a lot more spiritual than I was and having the church community was important to her; it was important to me because it made her happy. Sadly, we found no Cajun restaurants, but we did find a Chinese place; I hoped it would be as good as the Jade Emperor at home. Mrs. Tsing had set a very high bar for me where Chinese food was concerned. We did find a used bookstore that had a very nice science fiction collection and that made us both happy.
When we got back to her room Amber was gone. I noticed Lisa hung strange little Christmas decoration on the doorknob. I was going to ask her about it, but she was kissing me as she tried to get her bra off at the same time. She pushed me down on the bed and spread my legs out wide so that she could push her tongue way up inside my pussy. It didn't take long for her to bring me to a hard-kicking orgasm, she was holding my ankles to protect herself. I rolled us over so I could lick her pussy from behind while I pushed a finger deep in her tight little butthole. Hot on the heels of her exuberant orgasm I rolled us on our sides, so we could bury our face in each other's pussys in a tight 69 and this time I got squirted pretty good. I hoped Lisa had brought some spare sheets.
We laid there in the bed, holding each other tight and really wishing the bed was bigger. I looked into Lisa's bright blue eyes, "You want to go get something to eat?"
"You know sex makes me hungry. You want to try that Chinese place we found?"
"Sure. Should we invite Amber to come with us?"
"I think she has a bicycle so we can ask her, if she doesn't want to go then this will be our first real college-girl date."
We got dressed and waited for Amber in the lounge area where we could sit on a surprisingly comfy couch while waiting for her. We saw her come walking in with some other girls and Lisa waved her over.
"We're going to go out for some Chinese food, you want to come with us?"
Sure, where are we going?"
"It's a place we rode by on our bikes called the Grand Mandarin Café. It smelled good from the outside, so we thought we would try it."
Amber thought for a minute, "Sure. I'll go change and meet you at the bike rack." Amber was a lot like Rita and Lisa in that she had some really nice, and sometimes quite sexy, clothes. She was wearing some quite tight black slacks and a red top that showed off the curves of her boobs. Me, I was still the tomboy schlub I have always been.
We went down to get out bikes and Amber met us, wearing some very short shorts and a tank top. Lisa and I could not help but stare, Lisa had seen them already, but I had not realized what nice boobs she had. "I think she wants to fuck us."
Lisa smiled radiantly, "Well if she offers I'm not going to say `no'."
"I won't kick her out of bed."
We rode to the restaurant and once again I felt like a total bumpkin. The Grand Mandarin had a much larger menu than then Jade Emperor so I did what I had to, I turned to Lisa and grabbed her hand, "Help!"
She squeezed my hand, "Order the kung pao chicken, you like spicy food and that's usually pretty hot.
Lisa ordered her favorite, Szechuan pork, I followed her suggestion on the Kung Pao chicken and Amber got the Mongolian beef. Amber also ordered an appetizer, something I had never heard of before, called a crab Rangoon; once again I felt like such a country girl. The appetizer came with Chinese mustard (I knew to be careful of that!) and some bright pink sweet and sour sauce. They were amazingly good, but Lisa told me they were about as Chinese as I was. Chinese chefs have done a masterful job of adapting their food to local tastes for hundreds of years.
We spent a lot of time asking Amber about her background. She told us she was from Manitowoc, Wisconsin; she also told us how she was a member of the Menominee tribe. She was born on the reservation up north and east of Green Bay, but her parents had moved to Manitowoc when she was a toddler. She would still go back to the reservation a few times a year, but she said that she was considered a "City Indian" and many people who lived on the reservation looked down on her for that. She had been in band and orchestra in high school and she played the saxophone and the clarinet. Her parents had wanted her to go to the University of Wisconsin, either in Green Bay or Manitowoc, but (just like us) she wanted to get away from her little town and she had gotten a nice financial aid package for IWU.
We didn't tell her all the sexy stories, but we did tell her about our trip across Lake Michigan with Rita and Steph; Amber was quite amazed we had been to her hometown. I also told her about Erin and Katherine and how Erin had played the clarinet in the Marine Band.
"Now that is impressive. What is she doing now?"
"She plays in the orchestra for the Lyric Opera of Chicago. She and Katherine are finally out of the closet."
"Cool. I definitely want to see your photo albums," here she smiled in a very hungry way, "Both of them."
"I'll bring them along the next time I come over."
We talked about everything except the elephant in the room, sex. Amber had dated several guys in high school, but she was very coy about relationships with girls. She could be very frustrating sometimes; it felt like she was always flirting with us, but she never made any moves. I was now wondering if she was waiting for us to move first.
Amber was a huge Stephen King fan, she had almost all of his books, and she had read a lot of horror and suspense novels. Thanks to her parents she was a massive Bruce Springsteen fan; she also really like the Rolling Stones and Led Zeppelin. The way she described her parents made me think of Lee's parents. I missed seeing Lee, but we did communicate by email often.
We headed back home; Lisa and I did some serious kissing before she went to her room and I rode my bike back to my dorm. We had a few more days before classes would start and I was
excited and nervous at the same time.
And there we are, our heroine is starting her college years and she is away from her family for the first time. She will have more adventures and meet many interesting people and she will, of course, have sex with many of them. I love hearing from my readers (cattingcindy@yahoo.com) and please consider a donation to support the Nifty archive (https://donate.nifty.org)