In the Locker Room

It was just like any other day. The girls never rushed to get changed after PE, as their block had lunch next and could take as long as they wanted. Being that they were all seniors, they were all used to changing in front of other girls. Even those who had changed in the bathroom stall in middle school had eventually come out and dressed with the others. In fact, most girls only wore their sexiest underwear on the days they had PE! I mean, who else would comment on it? Their boyfriends weren't very likely to say anything other than, "That looks hot." While the other girls in the locker room were very forward about their thoughts, saying things like, "That is the cutest thong! I love the little bow in the back! Where'd you get it?" 

Shelly Whitmore was one of the girls who, being proud of her luscious body (she had a firm C cup), didn’t care when the other girls looked at her. Her parents were rich, and she had a cushy after school job, giving her enough money to only shop at Victoria’s secret for her lingerie. She was tall, 5’9’’, and thin with perfect abs, and she had long, straight blonde hair, and blue eyes. Since her underwear was so very expensive, she always was the last person to undress, and the last person to be dressed, making sure that everyone saw it. Today, she was wearing a black lace bra with a matching black thong. She stood in front of her locker, slowly putting her gym clothes away, spraying herself with perfume, and bending to apply lotion to her legs. She felt someone’s eyes looking at her.

Meg Green was at the locker next to her. Rumors had been going around that Meg was bi, but Shelly didn’t know what to believe. Meg didn’t have a bad body herself mind you. She was 5’7’’; with a C cup as well, medium length curly red hair, and green eyes framed by very long eyelashes. “Feather dusters” Shelly had commented enviously once. Meg was still in her underwear too; she was wearing a lime green set with a push up strapless bra and bikini style bottoms. They were the only two girls left changing, save for one girl in the bathroom on the other side of the locker room. There was the sound of the sink running, and then the paper dispenser was used, followed by the door opening, then shutting with a bang. 

Shelly looked up and saw Meg who was watching her unabashedly, smiling. Involuntarily, Shelly felt herself getting wet. 
“I’m sorry, I know it’s rude to stare, but oh my god. You should be a model. Seriously, you are so hot,” Meg said.

“Thanks,” said Shelly smiling but still wary of her. Is she checking me out? “You don’t look so bad yourself! You have really toned arms, I love them.” Okay, change the subject. “God, this thong has been bugging me so much today; it’s seriously not as comfortable as my other ones. Do you think it’s the lace?”
“Yeah, probably,” said Meg, still observing her the way Shelly usually saw guys looking at her. “You know what I do when my underwear’s bugging me? I just take it off. Believe me, it feels so much better.”

“That’s a great idea!” Shelly said gratefully. With that, she pulled her thong down and stepped out of it, putting it in the zipper pocket of her backpack. 
“Jeez, Shell, did you just shave yesterday or something? I wish my pussy looked that good,” Meg whispered seductively.
“Actually, I did shave yesterday,” she said, feeling at ease suddenly, not knowing why. “Do you shave?”
“Yeah, but it grows so fast down there. I shaved 3 days ago and I’ve already got stubble,” Meg replied.

Shelly was starting to feel really horny. She’d fantasized about being with another girl once when she was masturbating. It had given her the biggest orgasm she’d ever had in her life.

“Meg, you have a really pretty face, and those full lips are just to die for. Never pierce anything on it. It would ruin it.” Shelly said quietly.
“You’re really beautiful too, Shelly. I won’t ever pierce it if you don’t.” Meg answered. 
“Okay.”

They looked into each other’s eyes for a split second, and then Meg leaned forward, putting her hand on one of Shelly’s tits and kissed her. Soon they were open mouth kissing as Meg pushed her up against the lockers, and slid her hands behind Shelly’s back, unhooking her bra and pulling it off, still caressing her tongue with her own. She massaged her breasts and then moved down and started sucking, licking and biting her nipples. Shelly’s breathing had gotten heavier. Suddenly, Meg pulled away and said, “I’ll stop if you want me to.”

“Oh please no.”
“Can I lick your cunt?”
“Fuck yes!”
“Sitting her down on one of the changing benches, Meg stood before her and unhooked her own bra, tossing it to the side, and slowly removed her panties. She got down on the floor and grabbed Shelly’s hips, pushing her face into her waiting pussy. Shelly moaned in pleasure. Meg licked her fuck hole up and down, and then slid her tongue into her pussy, moving it around in circles. Shelly pushed Meg’s head farther into her pussy. Meg brought up one hand and started fingering her clit. Apparently Shelly’s clit was very sensitive because she immediately started quivering in anticipation. Moaning louder, Shelly begged Meg to give her an orgasm.

“Oh! Please Meg! That feels so good! Give me the ultimate pleasure. Oh! Oh my fucking god! It’s coming. Keep going! OH!”
Shelly’s orgasm rushed through her body making her pussy spasm and she came like a waterfall into Meg’s waiting mouth, and she lapped it up. When Shelly came down from heaven, she looked at Meg hungrily and told her it was her turn. Trading places, Meg now sat on the bench and Shelly kneeled on the floor. She lubed up Meg’s pussy by slowly running her tongue all over it; starting with flicking her tongue across her clit, then parting her pussy lips and licking the inside of her hole. Then Shelly slid one finger into her pussy, moving it in and out, and then two fingers. That still went in easy. Then she put in three fingers, moving a little faster. When she got to the knuckles in the three fingers, she knew that was it because Meg moaned as they went in. Flicking her tongue across Meg’s clit, Shelly moved three fingers in and out of her pussy faster and faster. When it was loose enough, she finally slammed four into her cunt and pounded them in, still teasing her clit with her tongue. 

“Do it Shell. I know you can. That’s the fucking spot. Right there! You’ve almost got it! Make me cum!! FUCK!”
Meg came almost as much as Shelly had minutes before. Shelly drank it down, then straddled Meg and kissed her. They tasted each other’s juices in their mouths and their hard tits pressed together. Shelly pulled away and stood up.

“Well, we should probably get to lunch. My friends are probably getting worried,” Shelly said, putting her clothes on. Meg followed suit. 
“Ok.”

They walked over to their bathroom mirrors, quickly did their make up, and walked out of the locker room together, Meg spanking Shelly’s ass as they walked out the door.

* * *
Later that day, as Shelly was walking out to where her car was parked, Meg ran up to her and put a piece of paper in her hand.
“Here’s my number if you ever want to have a good time again,” she said in an undertone, winking.