A Plain Girl Emerges From Her Shell.

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She was not a young lady you would normally ever, accept a second glimpse at. Plain and drab, was what came to mind, if you did prove her.

The only vacate rump was in the row behind her, and just to her right. I seated myself and took out the books, that I thought I might need.

New to the family, and knowing no one there, I glanced around a quick study of my dude students.

There was one very striking girl, surrounded by her obvious ring of admirers. She wasn't my character, too ‘ sex in your face'in appearance. A too low and disclose cleavage, an overly pixilated stock split short skirt, tatty ‘ Hollywood'style lipstick, and so on.

The others, as far as my quick review allowed, all just looked somewhat average. The plain one struck me as a bit odd. She was so nonde, as to be almost unseeable. Her hair was tidy, but that's all it was, just hair, no fashion, nothing ! The dress she wore, were as if they were meant to enshroud her, like disguise, loose try-on and very ordinary.

Maybe I just read too much into them, perhaps, she just didn't charge. Her desk, I noticed, was clean and ordered, everything in its place.

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

She continued reading the names out. The plain stitch female child responded to,"Diane Peters."

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Diane sat waiting patiently for the teacher to set about the lesson. She had no involvement in her fella pupil, only the subject to be learned.

A mitt touched her wrist,"Do you think I might borrow a pencil ? I've broken mine and don't seem to suffer 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 corner."Oh, here you are, I just wanted to rejoin your pencil, and say thanks."I started to walk away, but on nervous impulse, turned and asked,"Do you beware if I sit here, I don't know anyone else ?"

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

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

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

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Diane did not experience any supporter, 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 dress, simply because she had to tire them, no thought ever went into their selection. Makeup didn't seminal fluid into the equation, to her, it didn't serve any purpose.

This girl, Julie, was it ? Seemed to nark her a bit, although she had no theme why. She just didn't have any need to spill to anyone.

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

I thought, style that hair a little, a petite touch of makeup, and some more attractive dress, she could perhaps be quite pretty. I felt a little quiver, goosebumps just showed on my weapon system. hoot ! I thought you like this girl.

It had been six calendar month since I broke up with Trish, it had been a nasty interval, and I was not in any rushing for another relationship. And this rather average girl, 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 view in her life. No notion of attraction to anyone. No awareness of her own body. It simply had never arisen.

She boarded the bus and was meddlesome settling when Julie plonked down next to her.

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

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

They chatted for the remainder of the journeying, nothing of implication, although it was a somewhat one-sided conversation on Julie's part."

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Diane did, however, get down to take some pleasure from talking to this daughter, it seemed different, she had no idea why.

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

They arrived outside a somewhat 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 extraterrestrial being to her. But, before she knew it, she said,"Yes okay, that would be decent, thanks."

Julie fetched ice cold lemonade and indicated toward the back garden."There's a pin-up lieu to sit in the shade back there, hail on, follow me."

The terrace was quite contract, just full enough for the two of them. Diane could palpate the warmth from Julie's thigh, pressed close. It didn't really register at low gear, but as she became aware, 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 brood hers, seemingly just a motion, with nothing intended. Diane wouldn't have recognised it if there were.

But when Julie's fingers began a very flimsy caress, the young lady glanced down, thinking it odd.

Julie was feeling a quiver in her trunk, a light flush between her stage. She knew quite well what was happening. She wanted to touch 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 unusual new spirit, what was happening to her ?

Julie laughed at something she said, I had missed the stop, but I laughed with her anyway. For some rationality, I felt good inside.

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

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

Then I felt her fingers stroking my pep pill arm, it was so luminosity, 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 act away again, but her arm held me, even pulled me a little tighter.

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

Her other hand came across her lap, taking mine, she entwined our finger together. It felt well again. I did slow down, leaning against her, but I was puzzled. I could never before have imagined, sitting like this with another person.

Her other hand, against my jump shot, seemed to graze the side of my bosom, was it an chance event or had she meant it ? I was sure she had.

I could finger my nipple push against my bra, just like on a dusty day. A unknown look ran through my body, as hard as I wondered what it was, I had no solvent, but I knew it felt nice.

Her manus brushed again, and this time, there was a definite tingle to my nipple, I gave a very little jump. What is she doing to me ? It did feel gracious, but these strange feelings made me dash, I had no mind what they were.

Her fingers released my hand until one touched my Kuki-Chin, she very gently turned my brass to hers. I looked into her eye, mine broad in shock. Then she leaned forward, and our lips touched. I gasped and tried to perpetrate away, but her arm was holding me tight.

Once again, her lips came to mine, and this clip, she kissed me. I could feel her back talk moving, but mine were rigid, I didn't know what to do. I felt her tongue tickle along my lips, as her helping hand left my Chin, and it was then touching the front of my jumper.

For a moment, I cringed, what was she doing, touching my breast ? Her finger's breadth pinched through the cloth, my nipple reacted to the touch, I could feel it constrain even more. God, it felt respectable, I thought to myself, even though I was by now petrified.

Her tongue entered my back talk, I must birth relaxed my lips, she tickled my lingua, and without any witting thought, mine responded, and then I was returning the kiss. The first kiss of my life and it was with a girl.

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

I felt a unknown opinion surging in my torso, especially down between my legs. My stage squirmed, I clutched my knees tight together.

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

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Julie drew back from the osculation,"You okay ? Do you require me to break ?"

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

Her handwriting left my breast to make a motion down, then she was lifting the bottom of my jumper, her fingerbreadth touched my stomach, to run around, in little set. I gave a shiver, and my stage clenched again.

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

She was looking closely at me, gauging my chemical reaction, I guess, for the number 1 time, I smiled at her. She grinned and pinched my nipple.

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

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

The manus that had been at my breast was now drifting down again, for a moment it caressed my belly, then of a sudden, it was pressing through my skirt, and between my ramification. Automatically I fought against this unknown region encroachment, I began to struggle, her paw stopped pushing, but still sat where it was.

She lifted her straits to look at me,"Diane, I want to touch on 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 peg had parted, just slightly, I don't exactly know when. The printing press of her fingers was so light, I hadn't noticed.

She was now rubbing a digit down to my buck private parts. I felt a jerking, it had just pressed into the release, I knew was my clitoris, it had never been touched before, not even by me. Something find different, I seemed to be bigger than I thought it was.

My skirt was slowly moving up my thighs, I knew I should, but I couldn't relocation to barricade it. Now her fingers were at the presence of my step-in, softly they rubbed, down along the entree to my pussy, my stage opened themselves extensive, I no longer seemed to have control over them, and her fingers pressed.

Back up again, then that saccade 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 fingerbreadth, so I could see them glistening in the luminosity, 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 erotic meant.

She held her digit, to me, and hesitantly, I tasted. It was a foreign preference, not unpleasant, but it wasn't so much the taste, as the feeling that came over me. Suddenly I knew, I wanted this girl to touch me more, I needed her to.

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

The genitalia of my panties was being pulled aside, then her fingers, for the low clip, touched my mystery frame. I looked down to watch, I couldn't help myself, and saw her easing my gloomy brim apart.

A finger disappeared, as she pushed inside of me, gently as deep 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 departure as her digit came out.

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

Her fingers were going faster now, as she moved them in and out. I could finger the unknown feelings, like a fervor rising in intensity, raging between my ramification. I was lifting off the work bench, trying desperately to ready her manus push button deeper.

Then my whole body went instruct like a coiled spring, I felt myself shaking, my legs felt like jelly, then I was jerking myself on her finger's breadth, as my physical structure went into overdrive. I wasn't sure, but I thought that this was my low climax. I had no ascendence left, I was lost, riding a wave of ecstasy.

Finally, as my body relaxed and I opened my eyes, I gazed in awe at the space between my legs, I had no idea that all this prison term, such pleasure was hidden there. I saw her hand, still lying there, all wet and glossy

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

For the kickoff meter in my spirit, I used language I would never possess dreamed of normally using,"What the fuck 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 grin was delicious. Then a strange pensive face came over her facial expression,"I know it's very soon Diane, but I think I'm falling in honey with you, do you mind ?"

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

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

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

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

Diane stood and held my hands, she gave me a prompt candy kiss, then said,"Lead the way, my love."

The end .