CHAPTER ONE
Tania was beginning to feel good about herself. Her aunt was a woman of the world and would support her emotionally. Tania was seeing a therapist in the area. It wasn’t her fault she had been molested. Her weak, silly mother should have protected her. She shouldn’t have died and left her with her stepfather. Tania then went to her grandmother ... "The old bitch told me I was my mother’s shame. Really, like I conceived myself out of wedlock. Besides, I think my mom became pregnant to piss off the old bitch!" "Tania, are you really as pretty as they want you to think you are?" She spoke to the full length mirror as she dressed. "Funny, when I was little, I hated my name. But Tatiana’s a great name for a dancer."
Tania had gone to a movie last Friday. Other teens smiled at her. Some said hi. School would start soon. More people to meet. Her life was taking on a semblance of stability. Tania was readying herself to go to the Friday movies again this evening. She was hoping that boy would be back. Tania buttoned the broadcloth blouse. She turned the collar up in the current style. She pushed her black hair behind her ears securing it with a head band. She pulled on her crew socks and then the saddle shoes. Turning slowly in front of the mirror, Tania noticed how her hips were filling out her panties. The curve of her mons was impressive, alluring. Tania felt a quiver through her body. "Am I turning myself on?"
Her fingers traced her slit and paused at her clit. She stopped abruptly, stepped into her skirt. "Be right down," she shouted to the maid who would drive her to the movie theater in town. It wouldn’t have been quite accurate to say "coming."
CHAPTER TWO
Tania sat down in one of the last rows of the small balcony. That’s where that boy said he would look for her. A girl Tania’s age followed her in and sat down almost directly behind her. She remembered seeing the girl last week. She was Tania’s height, about five six. Athletically slender yet shapely, this girl had a cheerful insouciance that made Tania envy her and long to be like her. The baby bracelet on her wrist announced her as "Angel." Angel carried her name well. Her rich brown hair reached halfway down her neck. Parted on the side, it fell half over one eye. Tiny stud earrings adorned her ear lobes. Cat-like green eyes pierced whoever she deigned to look at. A white jewel neck tee contrasted with the plaid of her spaghetti strap jumper that just brushed the tops of her knees. White anklets with lace tops cuffed down were set of by black patent Mary Janes. Tania nodded a muffled greeting. Angel smiled enigmatically.
"You’re new here, girl. Got to learn to judge people better." Tania was a little put off. Angel slouched back in the seat putting her feet atop the seat in front of her. White nylon panties with lace edged leg openings flashed in contrast to the tan thighs as Angel adjusted her skirt to more modest coverage. The boy Tania was hoping to see arrived as the houselights went down. Angel made a show of taking her feet down but not before she kicked Chet. "Oh, dear," Tania teased before Chet could protest. Chet’s buddy seated himself on the other side of Tania. Tania was now certain that Angel had once been involved with Chet and this beautiful creature was being ridiculously jealous. It was to prove quite otherwise.
Chet put his arm around Tania’s shoulder as the trailers came on. She leaned her cheek on his shoulder. Chet’s hand fumbled with the top button of her blouse. He persisted even as she tried to push his arm away. Tania thought of leaving but the other boy was blocking her retreat. Tania was feeling a sense of panic. Suddenly Chet spun around. "Are you nuts?" he demanded of Angel.
"Can’t you stay cool and let the lady watch the movie?"
"None of your business. Just keep your shoes off my head."
"Sooo scared," laughed Angel.
Chet resumed his fumbling of Tania. He had his hand on her leg. Tania was beginning to wish she had worn a panty girdle. His hand clamped over her breast. Tania was struggling against his rough petting.
Chet yelped as Angel grabbed his hair and yanked his head back. "Bitch," he yelped. "Outside." He left. His buddy laughed at him. "Hey Chet, that skinny bitch got you pissed, huh?" "Fuck you," Chet yelled at Angel.
"Not with that pathetic little thing you call a dick," was her retort.
Angel stepped over the seat and sat next to Tania. She held Tania’s hand firmly. "It’s okay. You couldn’t have known what a shit he is." Angel took a tissue and dabbed the tears from Tania’s cheeks. "Hi, I’m Angel. Like tonight, maybe your guardian Angel." They giggled in unison.
CHAPTER THREE
They melted into the exiting crowd. They sat in a coffee shop. Everything was so new to Tania who had rarely known the trust of being allowed the most basic adolescent freedoms. "Not your fault. You’re new here so how could you know about anyone? Just keep cool and you’ll be fine. You were in a hurry to meet kids and they smelled you out. They figured you would do anything, give ... you know just to be with them." "I don’t get it, Angel. Give...what do I have to give?" "Wow! You are a babe in the woods. Give... you know, like put out. Give them that sweet little body of yours." Tania was weepy again. The counter waitress put the cups of coffee in front of them. The conversation ended for the moment. Tania realized Angel was studying her in the mirror behind the counter.
"Most guys want us for our looks, our bodies, our pussy. Sorry, I don’t mean to embarrass you. Tania, you need to hang out with some girls with, as my aunt says, real character." Angel sipped the coffee leaving the imprint of her lipstick on the rim of the cup. Angel was reassuring. Just to be near her made Tania feel worthwhile. She watched Angel redo her lipstick. There was something new and different about watching Angel slowly apply the lipstick. Sensual was the word she wanted. They rose to leave.
Chet turned the corner. He stared at Tania. "I’m walking you home."
Tania tensed. Angel grasped her hand, pressed it reassuringly. "No, you certainly are not," snapped Tania surprising herself with her own forcefulness.
Chet reached out for Tania’s hand. "Let’s go!" Suddenly Angel’s hands were in his hair. She shook him violently. He was yanked off balance. As Angel shook him, the back of her skirt rose to reveal the white panties that were riding up over the edge of her ass cheeks. Chet fell to his knees as Angel swung all her weight and released her grip. A well executed kick caught the hapless boy in the pit of his stomach. Angel took Tania by the hand and led her past Chet who was gasping to catch his breath. "Oh my," taunted Angel. "You should be more careful. After all, you might frighten us poor helpless girls." Tania found herself giggling as she and Angel strode off together. This girl had made her feel better than she had ever felt.
"I’m okay," Tania spoke to convince herself as much as Angel.
"I live with my aunt just down this street." Angel laughed softly. "I’m permanently parked with an aunt too. Funny. Really close too. Give me your number." Tania gave her phone number to Angel. "Thanks," said Angel.
"And thanks for keeping me from trouble." "For you, any time." Angel leaned forward kissing Tania lightly on the lips. The kiss lingered yet was over too soon for Tania’s liking.
CHAPTER FOUR
Tania was exhausted but elated. She realized she had been noticed by others in this new place. And it wasn’t just some creeps. Angel noticed her. Angel was so fascinating, so up, sooo sexy!!! Tania undressed slowly.
The brush moved slowly through her dark rich hair as she stood before the full length mirror. Turning slowly, Tania became aware the slight swell of her breasts over the cups of her proper white bra. She wondered what Angel’s tits must be like. What kinds of bras did she wear?
Tania’s blue acetate briefs showed the shadow of her hair. Stray wisps escaped the elastic leg opening and mingled with the tiny loops of the picoted hem. How deftly Angel disposed of Chet and his unwelcome attention. "Angel kissed me so easily. It was so good. God, my panties are wet!" Tania ran her hand over her hips and over her bottom.
"Angel’s tush is so pretty. So, so yummy in those pretty panties." She unhooked her bra and let it fall as she lay down on her bed. Her finger tips slid lightly around her nipples. The panty crotch was pulled aside as she slid between the sheets. Soft finger tips traced her slit parting the downy hair. Fingers in her mouth, she tasted her own juices. She inserted her finger as far as she dared. "Angel," murmured Tania as she quivered and then thrashed. "Angel..." Tania slept.
CHAPTER FIVE
Bright sunshine streamed into the room as Tania stirred to the jangle of the phone. "Hi. It’s me Angel. Get dressed. I’ll be by for you. Wear shorts and a top. Bye."
Tania swung her feet onto the floor. She was totally awake in anticipation of being with Angel. She strode toward the bathroom. Hooking her thumbs in the waist band of her panties, she eased them over butt and allowed them to fall. She kicked them aside. The needle spray of the shower made her tense up as the water slowly warmed. "Must wash between my legs so carefully. Maybe Angel will smell my juices. Don’t want that. Ask Aunt Ruth about douching."
Tania shampooed and turned off the water. The shower door slid open and a towel was tossed over her hair. "Hi," said Angel. "Your aunt sent me up. We’ll have breakfast at my house.
It’s really, really close."
Tania blushed lightly as she held the towel in front of her. "Okay Miss Modesty. I’ll wait in your room with my back turned...at least until you get your panties on." Tania copied what Angel wore. A white tank top and matching short shorts were tossed on the bed. Tania slipped on white cotton panties.
Angel turned and smiled, "How very pure... virginal." They both giggled. Angel’s shorts were blue but otherwise they could have been dressed as identical twins. Tania had even copied Angel’s plain, cotton bra.
They stood on the street. Angel led the way off the sidewalk and into the road. "We’re jogging. I’ve got to get in shape for the football season."
"Do you play football? It wouldn’t surprise me in the least...not after seeing you beat up that jerk Chet so easily." Angel laughed. "Nothing to it. Most guys are so sure of themselves that they fall part if you fight them. ... No football playing..I’m thinking about trying out as a baton twirler...I’m just too much of a loner to really want to belong to some group though."
"I never liked to hang out with other kids but you’re different...I feel okay with you."
Angel lived about a quarter of a mile from Tania. They turned up the driveway. Breakfast was ready in a minute. "Let’s swim." Angel walked toward the edge of the pool.
"No suit," laughed Tania.
"Soooo," responded Angel as she pulled the tank top over her head. "No one can see us."
Tania removed her top. She watched Angel wiggle out of her shorts to reveal pink cotton panties. She followed, but with less spontaneity. Sneakers and socks off, they dove of the side into the deep end of the pool. The water felt good. Angel did a surface dive into the deepest spot. Her panties floated to the surface. Tania was treading water waiting for Angel to surface.
A hand caught Tania’s ankle and pulled her under water. Her panties were wrestled off. The two girl’s surfaced; gasping and giggling, they embraced! Angel and Tania swam to the edge. Sitting on the rim of the pool, they allowed the sun to dry them.
The abandoned panties floated on the surface. "I’ll rescue them," offered Angel as she stood up unaffectedly. Angel was almost uniformly tan except for a very pale area that made it appear as if she wore white bikini panties. Tania noted that Angel’s bra area was considerably less defined. Angel bounced on the diving board. Tania tried to be discreet but couldn’t keep her eyes from Angel’s pubic hair. Her slit showed through the damp tangle of hair. Angel rose from the bottom of the pool, retrieved the panties and threw them onto the patio. "I’m sorry I made such a jerk of myself by trusting Chet." Angel responded sympathetically. "It’s not that bad. He used to be okay. Lately he’s just being a jerk so he can hang with some of the wrong guys. He might still be kind of nice. You’ll just have to straighten him out."
Angel stood directly in front of Tania as they spoke. Tania was aware that her legs were parted but made no attempt to bring her knees together. She slid into the water and faced Angel. Angel’s hand rested on Tania’s wrist. "You wonder what mine feel like, right?" She guided Tania’s hand toward her chest. Tania’s instinct took over as she lightly caressed Angel’s nipples. She cupped the firm flesh, weighing the breasts in her hands. Angel shifted to the back of Tania. She nuzzled the girl’s neck as her finger’s pinched her hardening nipples. Angel’s other hand roamed over Tania’s belly. The fingers parted her hair and rested on her clit. Thumb and forefinger grasped the now hard source of pleasure.
"Boys can never pleasure us in the ways only we can understand." She turned Tania toward her and kissed her deeply.
CHAPTER SIX
The sun warmed the two friends, lulled them into a gentle nap. Tania woke up, stood and stretched.
"Lot’s of dance lessons?" asked Angel.
"God, yes. It was only thing I loved that my grandmother allowed me. Does it show?"
"Absolutely. You move like a cat. And those muscular legs of yours could break someone in half."
Tania blushed with pride. Stepping into her now dry panties, she bent at the waist to show off her flexibility. "But Angel, I don’t think I could ever take a guy the way you did Chet." "That was easy. Chet isn’t any tough case. He liked to stay with me, hang out with me when he was little. Even played girls’ games like house and dress up. Then I guess he got tired of being teased as a sissy faggot so he’s trying to make it up to some of the guys. That’s probably why he came on to you the way he did. Kick his butt if he ever starts. You could whip half those guys without breaking a sweat. Someday this week I’ll teach you some moves. I’m into judo."
Tania sat on the edge of Angel’s chaise lounge. "Angel, you are so wonderful." She bent forward kissed Angel lightly. Tania realized she was kneading Angels breasts! Angel made a sound that was half moan, half purr. Reaching up she pulled Tania’s face to her breast. Tania needed no further hint, no instruction. Angel whimpered as Tania tongued her hard nipple. She writhed as Tania moved to her navel. Angel sat up and pushed Tania to the grass. Her more sophisticated, experienced tongue had Tania rolling in desire. Suddenly Tania swung her legs around Angel’s face and rolled her over so the girl lay on her side. Angel rolled and thrashed but could not break free. Tania’s juices rapidly soaked her panties as she became even more turned on by the control she had over this provocative girl.
Angel lapped Tania’s juices even as she struggled to break free. Catching Angel’s hair, Tania eased her scissors hold just enough to allow her to pull Angel’s face into her crotch. Angel’s tongue pushed pat the hem of the panties and deep into Tania’s labia. Tania quivered as the tongue darted over her clit. Angel was starting to come just from the excitement of being made to eat Tania. The trapped girl moaned as her legs twitched. The sound of Angel’s orgasm brought Tania over the edge. She came in a loud and long orgasm.
"Damn, girl! You don’t need any help with moves. You are formidable!" Angel laughed as she threw herself on Tania and kissed her deeply.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Tania toweled off in Angel’s room as Angel showered. Angel had not only allowed Tania to shower first but had laid out brand new panties for her on the bed. She noticed the antique brass telescope near the French doors that opened onto to the balcony. "Wow, neat," cried Tania in glee. Can you really study the stars with that?"
"It’s a nautical telescope but you can use it for stars. When I feel nosey I can see into other people’s houses but mostly I just like to see ships out at sea."
"That would be great. I’m going to get one. Maybe..." "Just ask your aunt. She’s treating you right. I’ll bet she’ll say it’s okay."
Tania moved the telescope out over the bay and toward the sea. After a few minutes Angel swung the telescope toward neighboring houses. "That’s Chet’s house. His room is on the far side but I think you could see it from your house."
"Real possibilities!" Tania giggled.
A while later the two girls sat munching sandwiches on the back porch that looked out over the bay.
Angel broke the silence. "Tania, you’re the first girl I’ve felt good being with in so long. I had some problems..." Tania reached out and held Angel’s hand. "I’m okay now but I just don’t like a whole lot of people."
"Me too," responded Tania. "We’re loners together." "Chet used to be okay. I know you like him..like a boyfriend or maybe a lover."
"Sure. If he weren’t such a jerk."
"He isn’t really. Chet just got tired of being called a faggot and a sissy so he lays on the macho stuff. He would be happier if he admitted he’s a loner like us. "When we were little kids we played together. Had our own pretend games. Chet liked to play house with me and my dolls. My therapist is the only one I’ve told this until now. Only thing was he liked to be a girl too!"
"Really! That’s kind of sexy!" Tania felt herself blush.
Angel looked at her friend with a knowing smile.
CHAPTER EIGHT
The phone jarred Angel out of her early morning sleep. "Darn Tania. I was just dreaming of your sweet clit. What’s up?"
Angel responded to Tania’s questions. "No Chet doesn’t have a sister. He’s an only child...You were using your telescope and you saw this girl come out on the upstairs porch. She was brushing her hair and had just her panties on! You say she looked a lot like Chet. Tania, my sweet, that had to be Chet. I’ll be over soon." Tania and Angel watched as the slender narrow hipped, firm bodied creature sat down on a mat on the deck. The teen turned, sat up, and unhooked her bra. Her tiny but perfectly formed breasts were exquisite. A white head band held the rich brown hair away from the face and highlighted the intensity of the large dark eyes. White nylon panties edged in lace set off the perfectly tanned, smooth legs.
Angel spoke conspiratorially. "That has got to be Chet.
Unless he has a girl cousin who looks just like him." She dialed Chet’s number. The sylph on the balcony picked up a phone and answered. Angel identified herself asking for Chet. The lovely girl was Chet! Tania’s heart raced. "Chet, this fighting is dopey. Tania really likes you and you used to be my oldest friend. We’re coming over to talk with you. Now." She hung up.
CHAPTER NINE
Chet waited for them on the porch steps. He wore cut off jeans and sneakers. His sun tanned torso was bare. "Hi Sheri," Smiled Angel.
"No one except my mom has called me that for a very long time. You know I really like it." He turned toward Tania. "My real name is Sheridan. Both Sheridan or Sheri got me teased and bullied so I use Chet. I really do like Sheri."
"I’ll call you Sheri when those jerks you hang out with aren’t around." Tania bent forward and kissed Sheri on the cheek.
Sheri stood up hugged Angel and kissed her on the cheek. His cutoffs were very much shorter than boys usually wear. As he mounted the steps Tania noticed the yellow hem of what had to be panties!
A few minutes later they sat on the upstairs balcony out side of Sheri’s room.
"Angel," Sheri gleefully announced. "I’ve still got our dance school pictures from the very start. Let me get the albums." They sat almost knee to knee. Angel burst into laughter.
"Ooohh! I was so chunky."
Tania was able to pick Angel out in the photos of three and four year olds in leotards. She realized that the cutie with shoulder length brown hair was Sheri!
Tania became more and more enthralled as they leafed through the albums. A group of three nine year olds in classic tutus were on pointe as the cygnets in Swan Lake. Angel was there and so was Sheri!
Sheri straightened his leg and grasped his ankle raising his leg straight up as he reclined on his side.
"You still practice!" Angel shrieked excitedly. "You were so great. All the girls envied your grace. We thought it was so cool that your mom allowed you continue classes even though there was no boys’ class or even boys’ technique."
Sheri stood up and demonstrated basic ballet attitudes very slowly. Tania was awed! He was so graceful. His slender, firm body was that of a ballerina. His smooth, golden skin was almost hairless. Only the hair under his arms betrayed that he was a boy. Tears ran down Sheri’s cheeks as he sat on the floor with the two girls. "Angel, I miss it so very much. Really, I’m not queer ‘cause I don’t want to screw around with guys but I really do love girls’ stuff. What they do, what they wear, how they act." Angel kissed away Sheri’s tears in a loving, non-sexual gesture. Tania leaned forward to give him a sisterly kiss but found she could not. Their lips brushed lightly. Tania put her arms around Sheri’s neck as her tongue probed his mouth. Sheri fell backwards pulling Tania over him. They separated but not before several minutes passed. Tania blushed as she realized her hand was tracing Sheri’s hard cock through his cut-offs.
Angel came out of the bathroom holding Sheri’s electric razor in her hand. She put her fingers to her lips to shush Tania even before she could speak. Angel spoke. "Sheri, you may not like this but you really shouldn’t waste your time hanging with those creeps. You can never be the real Sheri that way. We’ll make sure you’re going to hang with us."
Tania grabbed Sheri’s wrists. He wasn’t as easy as Tania hoped. She threw her firm tummy over his face as Angel began to shave his underarms!
Sheri sat up and hugged his knees. He giggled. "God, I’ve wanted to do that for ever so long."
CHAPTER TEN
Tania and Angel watched as Sheri stood up and allowed his shorts to fall to the floor. Tania had been right. Sheri stood before them in form fitting yellow panties. Tania felt herself getting wet as she eyed the outline of his cockhead through the sexy fabric.
Tania wrapped her arms around Sheri’s knees and drew him down. They faced each other on their knees as Tania drew her tank top over her head.
"Not to be rude but I’m going down to get a drink." Angel left the room.
Tania tongued Sheri’s nipples as her hand grasped his balls. She traced the outline of his cockhead through the smooth fabric of his panties. Sheri moaned as Tania pushed him onto his back. They kissed deeply as Tania caressed the back of his scrotum. Sheri pushed the bra over Tania’s breasts as he greedily took her nipple into his mouth. Tania sat up as she straddled Sheri’s tummy and undid her bra. She leaned forward and squeezed Sheri’s face between her breasts. Sheri writhed as Tania made gasp for air.
Tania pulled the waist band of Sheri’s panties down just far enough to free his raging erection. She squeezed it hard as she flicked the pearl of precum into her mouth. Relying on instinct, she ran her tongue around the rim of Sheri’s cockhead. He moaned as he fought to get his head between Tania’s thighs. Tania kicked off her shorts. She tangled her fingers through Sheri’s hair and drew his face to her eager cunt. Sheri’s tongue darted across the girl’s clit and deep in her hole. Tania felt as though she would drown Sheri in her wetness. Too soon she exploded.
Waves of ecstasy continued to spread through her as she swallowed Sheri’s cockhead and massaged the base of his cock. Sheri went rigid and screamed as he came as never before. "Oh so good but so fast. Yet wonderful." They spoke almost in unison.
They kissed deeply. "Wow, Tania. My cum really tastes good from your mouth." They giggled.
Tania grabbed her shorts and took her lipstick and eyeshadow from the pocket. In a few minutes Sheri looked even more like an alluring girl than at the start of this brief but intense discovery.
Sheri and Tania stood before Sheri’s full length mirror. "I know who I’m hanging with," said Sheri. The two hugged and kissed in a more than just friendly embrace.
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