Her name is Mary. One night Mary was lying in her bed, listening to her favorite LP. The album "disintegration" by the cure.That had been her favorite album since she was 10 years old, now she was 16 and it was still her favorite. Her brother had bought it for her in New York. She laid under her cover, thinking about a girl. This girl she just couldn't stop think about. For the last 5 weeks she had been thinking of her every night before she fell asleep. At first she didn't really know why she did, she just got a picture in her mind of this cute girl. But as days went on she realised she longed for this girl, longed to lay next to her and touch her and feel her against her own body. Feel the heat and warmth from this girl. Her name is Anne. She goes to the same school as Mary. As Mary think about Anne, she suddenly discovers that her hand is outside her white cottton-panties caressing her labia. She is wet, she can feel a wet spot on her panties. In her mind Anne is next to her in the bed, Mary crawles ontop of Anne her face is only an inch over Anne's, and so they kiss eachother. Its a deep and passionate kiss, their bodies pressing together hard. Mary pulls her hand through Anne's hair, the kiss continues and they caress eachothers bodies. Mary awakes from the dream finding her hand in her soaked panties, and a finger deep inside. She masturebate until she comes, her panties has been totally soaked. Before she goes to sleep she have to change them. But she's so tired, she pulls them off and bring them over the cover into the dim light, they are wet and has got the smell of her sex. This makes Mary more horny, she bring them to her nose, pressing them to her nose and inhaling, she feels the arome of her self. Once more her fingers are inside her. She masturbate again, in her mind it's Annes white, smelly, cottonpanties. The next morning she wakes up with her panties next to her head, and no panties on. She's late to school this morning. She hurry up, put on the same, now dry but soiled panties, without thinking of it. When she's dressed in her normal school-clothes, jeans and a teeshirt, she takes off to school. Mary missed her first lesson, which made next lesson biology and seeing Anne. Biology was their only subject together.Before going she went to the girlroom, she had to check out how she looked. In front of the mirror she put on mascara, and some powder, carefully, she didn't want to look cheap. She put her darkbrown hair in a knot. Mary considered her look, about 5'4" tall, darkbrown hair, her weight was normal, her tits well formed but not enormous, her even white teeth was something she was proud over, she had a nice nose, not to big neither too tiny. Mary actually looked very good. Probably one of the most beautiful at her school. She knew several boys who wanted her. But she didn't want any of them, she wanted Anne. Mary sat in the back of the classroom next to her friend Amy, they talked about the normal stuff, then the teacher came and the lesson begun. Mary looked at Anne who sat two desks to her left. She was so beatiful, her blond hair reaching half the way down her back, and her smile that was so nice. Mary felt tingly between her legs. She was in a dream, her view was Anne. Amy shook her arm asking what was going on. Nothing, just a daydream Mary answered. Mary did quite often talk to Anne, especially during the biology lessons. The teacher spoke up, this lesson was groupwork. Yes thought Mary. She and Amy and Anne and ooone of her friends were in the same group. They gatherd up in a groupwork room. After some ordinary chat the work begun. Amy and Anne's friend Susan went to the library to het some books. This left Anne and Mary alone in the room, writing some stuff. After some time Mary asked Anne to come and help her with a question, Anne smiled and went to Mary, she stood behind Mary. She bent forward so her head was next to Mary's. Mary could feel Annes tits pressing against her back. And her sweet vocie talked almost right into Mary's ear. She hardly couldn't stand it, this made Mary so aroused, the tingly feeling between her legs was enormous. She could feel her panties getting soaked, she was worried that Anne would feel her aroma. Mary soon lost herself into a dream, Anne woke her up by asking if anything was wrong. No, course not, said Mary. Anne just smiled, then went to sit down towards Mary again. Mary was so wet now that she felt the smell of her sex, her already soiled panties were probably not cleaner now. The desk they shared were not a big one and under the desk Mary's legs leaned against Anne's. Both of them continued their writing and for some seconds Mary felt Annes knee move up far between her legs and then with it caressing Mary's thigh on her way back. Mary melted, but thought it must have been an accident. Amy and Susan came back with some books and the three of them discussed their subject till the lesson was over. The following lessons went on and soon the schoolday was over. Mary longed to come home so she could masturbate, her panties had not had a chance to dry this day. She had been thinking of Annes breasts in her back and her voice in her ear. As Mary gathered her stuff to go home, Anne came up behind her brushing against her back. She asked if Mary wanted to join her for a cup of coffee. Of Mary wanted this, they had done it before but then some of their friends had joined them. This time they were by themselves. The two of them walked away, Mary watched Anne as she walked, she looked so nice, her blond long hair was so beatiful and her eyes so kind and cute and her lips so perfect. Mary felt her wetness again, it poured out of her, into her panties. She was afraid it might be a dark spot on her jeans, but couldn't look. At the cafe they sat towards eachother, again their legs leaning into eachothers, talking about schoolstuff and music and so on. Mary liked music as the cure and radiohead and depeche mode. Anne had heard of a band from sweden, the Hellacopters, they were playing hard rock music and Anne had ordered their first LP. So came the subject Mary had feared, boys. Anne said she had been dating one for a few weeks ago but that he was only interested in her body and sex. Mary didn't say so much, but she was glad it was over between them. They sat there for an hour or so. Mary desperately longed for her bed to masturbate. Then it came as a shock, they were heading at different ways,and when they were to say goodbye Anne gave Mary a little kiss on her cheek. Then she was gone. Mary didn't know how to take this, but it certainly made her more wet. When she came home she throwed her self on the bed, after taking her pants and teeshirt off. She begun thinking of Anne how soft her skin would be and how good she must smell. Mary caressed her pussy outside her soaked panties, and dreamed of Anne again. Then she took the hand inside her panties and caressed her pubic hair. She had thick dark pubichair, she had never thought of shaving so she really hairy. She liked her hair it turned her on. She pulled her panties off and brought them to her face, she looked in them they were really soiled by pee and juice. She hadn't changed them for a week. She felt really dirty about this. Normally she changed every second day, but this week she hadn't. she wanted to feel dirty. She looked down at her dark pubic bush, she thought about Annes pussy how she wanted to lick it, to feel the taste of Anne's juice and the smell of it. She put a finger in her pussy and pushed it in and out until she came.
To be continued.