A Plain girlfriend Emerges From Her Shell.

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She was not a girl you would normally ever, take a indorsement glimpse at. plain and drab, was what came to mind, if you did prove her.

The alone vacate seat was in the row behind her, and just to her right. I seated myself and took out the Scripture, that I thought I might need.

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

There was one very striking girl, surrounded by her obvious gang of adorer. She wasn't my eccentric, too ‘ sex in your aspect'in visual aspect. A too low and disclose cleavage, an overly pissed snag unforesightful bird, garish ‘ Hollywood'elan lipstick, and so on.

The others, as far as my spry review allowed, all just looked somewhat average. The plain one struck me as a bit odd. She was so nonde, as to be almost invisible. Her hair was tidy, but that's all it was, just hair, no style, zero ! The clothes she wore, were as if they were meant to hide her, like camouflage, loose fitting and very ordinary.

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

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

She continued reading the names out. The plain daughter responded to,"Diane Peters."

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Diane sat waiting patiently for the teacher to begin the lesson. She had no interest in her fellow bookman, only the subject to be learned.

A hand touched her wrist,"Do you reckon I might adopt a pencil ? I've broken mine and don't seem to have a spare."It was the new girl, she vaguely realised, without a Holy Scripture, 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 yield your pencil, and say thanks."I started to walk away, but on urge, turned and asked,"Do you mind if I sit here, I don't know anyone else ?"

She simply nodded, then returned to her book. I sat and unpacked my dejeuner."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 have any admirer, 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 champaign, it wasn't anything intentional.

She bought apparel, simply because she had to get into them, no thought ever went into their selection. Makeup didn't come into the equivalence, to her, it didn't serve any purpose.

This girlfriend, Julie, was it ? Seemed to rile her a bit, although she had no thought why. She just didn't have any indigence to spill the beans 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 tiny touching of makeup, and some more attractive dress, she could perhaps be quite pretty. I felt a little thrill, goosebumps just showed on my arms. bull ! I thought you like this girl.

It had been six months since I broke up with Trish, it had been a foul separation, and I was not in any hurriedness for another human relationship. And this rather ordinary bicycle 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 thought in her life. No feelings of attractive force to anyone. No awareness of her own consistence. It simply had never arisen.

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

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"Hi again,"said Julie, brightly, her hired man 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 conjunction for you."

They chatted for the remainder of the journey, nothing of implication, although it was a fairly nonreversible conversation on Julie's part."

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Diane did, however, set out to take some pleasure from talking to this little girl, it seemed dissimilar, she had no thought why.

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

They arrived outside a pretty 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 OK, that would be prissy, thanks."

Julie fetched ice frigidity lemonade and indicated toward the back garden."There's a lovely blank space to sit in the shade back there, issue forth on, accompany me."

The bench was quite narrow, just panoptic enough for the two of them. Diane could feel the lovingness from Julie's thigh, pressed close. It didn't really register at first off, but as she became aware, it made her feel a slight uncomfortable, even though she had no estimate why, just an unusual proximity.

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Julie's hand came to breed hers, seemingly just a motion, with cipher intended. Diane wouldn't have recognised it if there were.

But when Julie's digit began a very slender caress, the fille glanced down, thinking it odd.

Julie was feeling a tingle in her body, a easy heyday between her leg. 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 foreign new feeling, what was happening to her ?

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

Then she had put her arm around my articulatio humeri, for a moment I felt panic. 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 love hearing to her. It occurred to me that she had a very pleasant articulation, form of champagne, and so friendly.

Then I felt her fingers stroking my upper berth 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 incite away again, but her arm held me, even pulled me a little tighter.

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

Her other hand came across her lap, taking mine, she entwined our fingers together. It felt honest again. I did make relaxed, 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 breast, was it an chance event or had she meant it ? I was certainly she had.

I could finger my nipple push against my bra, just like on a insensate day. A strange smell ran through my body, as hard as I wondered what it was, I had no result, but I knew it felt nice.

Her hand brushed again, and this time, there was a definite chill to my nipple, I gave a very little leap. What is she doing to me ? It did sense decent, but these strange belief made me scare away, I had no idea what they were.

Her digit released my hand until one touched my mentum, she very gently turned my grimace to hers. I looked into her eyes, mine wide in blow. Then she leaned forward, and our brim touched. I gasped and tried to take out away, but her arm was holding me tight.

Once again, her brim came to mine, and this time, she kissed me. I could feel her lips moving, but mine were stiff, I didn't know what to do. I felt her tongue tickling along my lips, as her manus left my mentum, and it was then touching the movement of my jumper.

For a moment, I cringed, what was she doing, touching my breast ? Her fingers pinched through the cloth, my mamilla reacted to the signature, I could feel it stiffen even more. God, it felt good, I thought to myself, even though I was by now petrified.

Her lingua entered my sassing, I must stimulate relaxed my back talk, she tickled my tongue, and without any conscious view, mine responded, and then I was returning the kiss. The beginning candy kiss of my spirit and it was with a girl.

Her bridge player cupped my bosom and gently squeezed, then massaged. My objection to the touch was melting away.

I felt a strange feeling surging in my body, especially down between my peg. My legs squirmed, I clutched my genu 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 stop ?"

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

Her deal left my breast to travel down, then she was lifting the fanny of my pinafore, her fingers touched my tum, to move around, in footling roundabout. I gave a shudder, 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 breast, I felt the nipple saltation gratis, then she was holding it in her palm.

She was looking closely at me, gauging my reaction, I guess, for the first clip, 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 electrical shock, her mouth had enclosed my nipple, without understanding why, I took her headland and pulled her in tight to me.

The mitt that had been at my tit was now drifting down again, for a here and now it caressed my stomach, then of a sudden, it was pressing through my skirt, and between my legs. Automatically I fought against this unknown violation, I began to skin, her hand stopped pushing, but still sat where it was.

She lifted her head to wait at me,"Diane, I want to meet 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 pegleg had parted, just slightly, I don't exactly know when. The pressing of her fingers was so unaccented, I hadn't noticed.

She was now rubbing a finger down to my private parts. I felt a jerking, 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 bigger than I thought it was.

My skirt was slowly moving up my thighs, I knew I should, but I couldn't motility to give up it. Now her fingers were at the battlefront of my step-in, softly they rubbed, down along the entryway to my pussy, my legs opened themselves wide-cut, I no longer seemed to have got dominance over them, and her fingerbreadth pressed.

Back up again, then that jerk once more, as she found my clit. Her fingers stayed there, massaging it into growth.

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

She held her fingers, to me, and hesitantly, I tasted. It was a unknown appreciation, 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 equal me more, I needed her to.

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

The crotch of my panties was being pulled aside, then her fingers, for the first time, touched my private flesh. I looked down to observe, I couldn't help myself, and saw her easing my lower lips apart.

A finger disappeared, as she pushed inside of me, gently as deep as she could go. My pelvis heaved at her hand as she withdrew, the feeling surging through me was like heaven, I felt a sense of going as her finger's breadth came out.

But then she was pushing again, two fingers this fourth dimension, and her thumb was rubbing my button. I could actually see it, like never before, jutting out from it's normally obliterate space, it jumped as she flicked.

Her fingers were going faster now, as she moved them in and out. I could feel the unknown feelings, like a flaming rising in intensity, raging between my legs. I was lifting off the bench, trying desperately to cause her handwriting get-up-and-go deeper.

Then my whole body went teach like a spiral bounce, I felt myself shaking, my leg felt like jelly, then I was jerking myself on her fingers, as my trunk went into overdrive. I wasn't sure, but I thought that this was my get-go orgasm. I had no control left, I was lost, riding a moving ridge of ecstasy.

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

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

For the starting time time in my life, I used language I would never have 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 grinning was delicious. Then a strange brooding look came over her face,"I know it's very soon Diane, but I think I'm falling in love 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 happy 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 hand to her back talk,"You don't have one already, do you ?"

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

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

"Why don't we go to my sleeping room, so I can render you, would you like that ?"

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

The end .