A Plain lady friend Emerges From Her Shell.

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She was not a daughter you would normally ever, hire a second glance at. Plain and olive drab, was what came to mind, if you did canvass her.

The only empty seat was in the row behind her, and just to her right. I seated myself and took out the Quran, that I thought I might need.

New to the course of study, and knowing no one there, I glanced around a warm study of my fellow students.

There was one very striking lady friend, surrounded by her obvious work party of admirers. She wasn't my eccentric, too ‘ sex in your face'in visual aspect. A too low and unveil cleavage, an overly tight split short wench, tatty ‘ Hollywood'style lipstick, and so on.

The others, as far as my spry inspection allowed, all just looked passably norm. The plain one struck me as a bit odd. She was so nonde, as to be almost inconspicuous. Her tomentum was tidy, but that's all it was, just hair, no mode, nothing ! The clothes she wore, were as if they were meant to hide her, like disguise, lax fitting and very ordinary.

Maybe I just scan too often into them, perhaps, she just didn't care. Her desk, I noticed, was light and ordered, everything in its place.

The teacher, called our names, ticking us off."Julie Rodgers"she read out, and I raised my hand, only a few looked my way.

She continued reading the epithet out. The plain miss responded to,"Diane Peters."

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Diane sat waiting patiently for the teacher to begin the lesson. She had no pastime in her companion students, only the content to be learned.

A mitt touched her wrist,"Do you remember I might borrow a pencil ? I've broken mine and don't seem to have a spare."It was the new girlfriend, she vaguely realised, without a word, she passed her one.

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I went into the canteen and saw Diane sitting on her own in a nook."Oh, here you are, I just wanted to return your pencil, and say thanks."I started to take the air away, but on impulse, turned and asked,"Do you heed if I sit here, I don't know anyone else ?"

She simply nodded, then returned to her book. I sat and take out my tiffin."You're Diane, aren't you ? Hi, I'm Julie."

She glanced over briefly,"Hi."Then back to her book.

This is hard work, I thought to myself, oh well, never mind.

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Diane did not stimulate any friend, not that it ever bothered her, she didn't even think about it. She'd never had a boyfriend, it just never occurred to her. She wasn't aware of the fact that she looked plain, it wasn't anything intentional.

She bought clothes, simply because she had to wear out them, no thought process ever went into their extract. Makeup didn't cum into the equivalence, to her, it didn't serve any purpose.

This fille, Julie, was it ? Seemed to devil her a bit, although she had no theme why. She just didn't have any want to talk to anyone.

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I studied Diane as she ate. Yes, she was plain, well outwardly, as if by blueprint. And yet, something about her intrigued me.

I thought, style that hair a little, a tiny touch of war paint, and some more attractive clothes, she could perhaps be quite pretty. I felt a small frisson, goose pimple just showed on my munition. hoot ! I thought you like this girl.

It had been six month since I broke up with Trish, it had been a nasty separation, and I was not in any hurry for another relationship. And this rather average fille, it didn't make sense.

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Diane was aware that Julie was studying her. Why ? She wondered, she'd made it quite obvious that she wanted to be left alone.

Diane had never had a sexual thinking in her life. No feel of attraction to anyone. No awareness of her own body. It simply had never arisen.

She boarded the bus and was busy settling when Julie plonked down succeeding to her.

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"Hi again,"said Julie, brightly, her helping hand briefly touching Diane's, who barely noticed.

Julie enquired where she lived, to then exclaim,"So you're only just down the road from me ! We moved in there just a few weeks ago. There's a coincidence for you."

They chatted for the difference of the journeying, nothing of significance, although it was a jolly one-sided conversation on Julie's part."

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Diane did, however, lead off to take some pleasance from talking to this girl, it seemed dissimilar, she had no idea why.

They left the bus and turned toward their street. Julie took her hired hand, as they walked. It suddenly occurred to Diane, that it felt rather nice, and where, she would normally give birth withdrawn from the touch, this time, she didn't.

They arrived outside a fairly garden, Julie said,"wellspring here's mine. Why don't you come in for a Nice cool drink ? If you would like to, that is."

Diane hesitated, this was all something alien to her. But, before she knew it, she said,"Yes okay, that would be nice, thanks."

Julie fetched ice cold lemonade and indicated toward the rearwards garden."There's a lovely place to sit in the tad back there, come on, follow me."

The bench was quite pin down, just wide enough for the two of them. Diane could palpate the fondness from Julie's thigh, pressed close. It didn't really register at first, but as she became cognisant, it made her feel a little uncomfortable, even though she had no idea why, just an unusual proximity.

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Julie's hand came to cover hers, seemingly just a gesture, with nothing intended. Diane wouldn't have recognised it if there were.

But when Julie's fingers began a very slight caress, the girl glanced down, thinking it odd.

Julie was feeling a frisson in her body, a light outpouring between her legs. She knew quite well what was happening. She wanted to advert the girl, she was allowing herself to be drawn to her.

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Julie's hand left hers, and Diane realised that she missed it. She considered this unknown new feeling, what was happening to her ?

Julie laughed at something she said, I had missed the point in time, but I laughed with her anyway. For some reason, I felt dear inside.

Then she had put her arm around my shoulder, for a import I felt scare. What was she doing ? But when it just lay along my shoulders, I relaxed.

Still, Julie chatted, I was surprised that I found, I quite relish listening to her. It occurred to me that she had a very pleasant spokesperson, variety of bubbly, and so friendly.

Then I felt her digit stroking my upper arm, it was so light, I hardly noticed, but when I did, I knew it felt good.

Inadvertently, I had leaned a little closer to her. I was shocked when I realised and went to move away again, but her arm held me, even pulled me a footling tighter.

I just sat there, stiff, and now a footling frightened. She turned toward me, her face closelipped to my ear,"Relax Diane, it's just decent to feel you close."she whispered.

Her former hand came across her lap, taking mine, she entwined our finger's breadth together. It felt good again. I did slack up, leaning against her, but I was puzzled. I could never before have imagined, sitting like this with another person.

Her other bridge player, against my jumper, seemed to graze the side of my breast, was it an accident or had she meant it ? I was sure she had.

I could feel my teat push against my bra, just like on a cold day. A unknown feeling ran through my dead body, as laborious as I wondered what it was, I had no reply, but I knew it felt nice.

Her deal brushed again, and this clip, there was a definite tingling to my nipple, I gave a very little parachuting. What is she doing to me ? It did palpate nice, but these strange spirit made me frighten off, I had no estimation what they were.

Her digit released my hand until one touched my chin, she very gently turned my face to hers. I looked into her center, mine wide in electrical shock. Then she leaned forward, and our lip touched. I gasped and tried to perpetrate away, but her arm was holding me tight.

Once again, her brim came to mine, and this metre, she kissed me. I could feel her brim moving, but mine were rigid, I didn't know what to do. I felt her lingua tickle along my sass, as her hand left my chin, and it was then touching the front of my jumper.

For a consequence, I cringed, what was she doing, touching my boob ? Her fingers pinched through the material, my teat reacted to the sense of touch, I could feel it stiffen even more. God, it felt upright, I thought to myself, even though I was by now petrified.

Her natural language entered my oral fissure, I must have relaxed my lips, she tickled my knife, and without any witting thought, mine responded, and then I was returning the kiss. The start kiss of my life and it was with a girl.

Her hand cupped my breast and gently squeezed, then massaged. My objection to the tactile sensation was melting away.

I felt a strange feeling surging in my body, especially down between my legs. My legs squirmed, I clutched my human knee tight together.

I hadn't noticed how or when, but found my hand had reached for hers, and I was pressing the bridge player to my breast, as she rubbed.

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Julie drew back from the kiss,"You okay ? Do you want me to hold on ?"

I almost said yes, but my mouth said,"No, don't stop."

Her hired hand left my titty to travel down, then she was lifting the bed of my pinafore, her fingers touched my stomach, to travel around, in minuscule circle. I gave a shiver, and my legs clenched again.

The fingerbreadth traced up reached my bra, and once more she squeezed. Then she was searching for the shoulder strap and was pushing it off my shoulder. She eased the bra off my titty, I felt the nipple outflow free, then she was holding it in her palm.

She was looking closely at me, gauging my response, I guess, for the first gear prison term, I smiled at her. She grinned and pinched my nipple.

I gasped aloud. For a moment, I clutched at my jumper, she was pushing it up. Never had anyone seen my breasts.

I let go, as she persisted, then I felt an electric electric shock, her mouthpiece had enclosed my nipple, without understanding why, I took her pass and pulled her in tight to me.

The hand that had been at my tit was now drifting down again, for a moment it caressed my abdomen, then of a sudden, it was pressing through my wench, and between my pegleg. Automatically I fought against this obscure intrusion, I began to struggle, her paw stopped pushing, but still sat where it was.

She lifted her headland to see at me,"Diane, I want to adjoin you, and I know you want me to, just let it happen."

Then she kissed me again, I had realised that I loved her kiss. I found my legs had parted, just slightly, I don't exactly know when. The insistence of her fingers was so fire up, I hadn't noticed.

She was now rubbing a finger's breadth down to my private constituent. I felt a jolt, it had just pressed into the clit, I knew was my clitoris, it had never been touched before, not even by me. Something felt different, I seemed to be cock-a-hoop than I thought it was.

My chick was slowly moving up my thighs, I knew I should, but I couldn't motion to stop it. Now her fingers were at the front of my step-in, softly they rubbed, down along the entrance to my pussy, my ramification opened themselves wide-eyed, I no longer seemed to have dominance over them, and her finger pressed.

back up again, then that jolt once more, as she found my clitoris. Her fingers stayed there, massaging it into growth.

As she pulled away from our kiss, she raised her fingers, so I could see them glistening in the light, they were wet, very wet, She touched them to her back talk, her tongue flicked out, and licked. I watched both shocked and amazed, of a sudden, I understood what titillating meant.

She held her fingerbreadth, to me, and hesitantly, I tasted. It was a unknown taste, not unpleasant, but it wasn't so much the taste, as the tone that came over me. Suddenly I knew, I wanted this girl to pertain me to a greater extent, I needed her to.

She smiled deep into my heart, as I took her hand, and moved it back between my legs.

The genitalia of my panty was being pulled aside, then her fingers, for the commencement sentence, touched my secret flesh. I looked down to catch, I couldn't avail myself, and saw her easing my lower lips apart.

A digit disappeared, as she pushed interior of me, gently as inscrutable as she could go. My hips heaved at her mitt as she withdrew, the feeling surging through me was like heaven, I felt a sense of exit as her finger came out.

But then she was pushing again, two fingers this time, and her ovolo was rubbing my button. I could actually see it, like never before, jutting out from it's normally hidden office, it jumped as she flicked.

Her fingers were going faster now, as she moved them in and out. I could feel the unusual flavor, like a fire rising in vividness, raging between my legs. I was lifting off the bench, trying desperately to throw her handwriting push deeper.

Then my whole body went learn like a gyrate outpouring, I felt myself shaking, my legs felt like jelly, then I was jerking myself on her fingers, as my body went into overdrive. I wasn't sure, but I thought that this was my first culmination. I had no controller left, I was lost, riding a undulation of ecstasy.

Finally, as my dead body relaxed and I opened my middle, I gazed in awe at the place between my legs, I had no idea that all this time, such pleasure was hidden there. I saw her hand, still lying there, all wet and shiny

I clung to her, as Julie planted kisses all over my face.

For the get-go time in my life sentence, I used language I would never have dreamed of normally using,"What the nooky was that ?"

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"Did you like it ?"Julie looked at me, and I saw pleading in her eyes.

"I absolutely, totally, loved it,"Diane answered.

Julie's smile was delicious. Then a strange pensive facial expression came over her typeface,"I know it's very soon Diane, but I think I'm falling in honey with you, do you take care ?"

God knows I've never done it before, but I actually squealed, before I pulled her to me,"I think I would be very glad if you loved me, perhaps I could be your lady friend ? I've never had either a girlfriend or a boyfriend before."Then she clutched a hired hand to her backtalk,"You don't have one already, do you ?"

"No, but I do now,"Julie answered with a smile.

"That's just brilliant !"Then coyly,"When are you going to render me what to do, so I can get you going crazy like I just did ?"

"Why don't we go to my bedchamber, so I can picture you, would you like that ?"

Diane stood and held my manpower, she gave me a quick kiss, then said,"Lead the way, my love."

The end .