A field Girl Emerges From Her Shell.

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She was not a girl you would normally ever, hold a second coup d'oeil at. plain and drab, was what came to mind, if you did see her.

The entirely empty ass was in the row behind her, and just to her right. I seated myself and took out the book of account, that I thought I might need.

New to the social class, and knowing no one there, I glanced around a quick study of my gent students.

There was one very come across girl, surrounded by her obvious gang of admirers. She wasn't my character, too ‘ sex in your human face'in show. A too low and let out cleavage, an overly fuddled tear short skirt, gaudy ‘ Hollywood'vogue lip rouge, and so on.

The others, as far as my quick review allowed, all just looked pretty norm. The plain stitch one struck me as a bit odd. She was so nonde, as to be almost unseeable. Her whisker was tidy, but that's all it was, just hair, no vogue, cipher ! The wearing apparel she wore, were as if they were meant to hide her, like camo, loose fitting and very ordinary.

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

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

She continued reading the gens out. The field girl responded to,"Diane Peters."

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Diane sat waiting patiently for the teacher to set about the moral. She had no interestingness in her fella students, only the subject to be learned.

A hand touched her wrist,"Do you opine I might adopt a pencil ? I've broken mine and don't seem to have a spare."It was the new female child, 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 return your pencil, and say thanks."I started to walk away, but on impulse, turned and asked,"Do you mind if I sit here, I don't know anyone else ?"

She simply nodded, then returned to her ledger. 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 arduous employment, I thought to myself, oh well, never mind.

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

She bought apparel, simply because she had to wear them, no cerebration ever went into their excerpt. makeup didn't ejaculate into the equality, to her, it didn't serve any purpose.

This little girl, Julie, was it ? Seemed to irritate her a bit, although she had no idea why. She just didn't have any need to talk 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 fascinate me.

I thought, style that hair a petty, a bantam contact of composition, and some more attractive apparel, she could perhaps be quite pretty. I felt a minuscule frisson, goosebumps just showed on my arms. Shit ! I thought you like this girl.

It had been six month since I broke up with Trish, it had been a smutty interval, and I was not in any rushing for another family relationship. And this rather average young lady, 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 lifespan. No feelings of attracter 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 next to her.

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"Hi again,"said Julie, brightly, her 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 hebdomad ago. There's a coincidence for you."

They chatted for the remainder of the journey, nil of significance, although it was a pretty biased conversation on Julie's part."

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Diane did, however, get down to make some joy from talking to this girl, it seemed different, she had no estimate 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 Nice, and where, she would normally experience withdrawn from the feeling, this meter, she didn't.

They arrived outside a middling garden, Julie said,"fountainhead here's mine. Why don't you come in for a nice poise tope ? 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 O.K., that would be nice, thanks."

Julie fetched ice cold lemonade and indicated toward the dorsum garden."There's a lovely seat to sit in the shade back there, follow on, postdate me."

The Bench was quite peg down, just all-encompassing enough for the two of them. Diane could sense the warmheartedness from Julie's second joint, pressed close. It didn't really register at low gear, but as she became aware, it made her feel a fiddling uncomfortable, even though she had no idea why, just an unusual proximity.

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Julie's mitt came to embrace hers, seemingly just a gesture, with cipher intended. Diane wouldn't have recognised it if there were.

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

Julie was feeling a tingle in her dead body, a light flush between her stage. She knew quite well what was happening. She wanted to touch the fille, she was allowing herself to be drawn to her.

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Julie's hired hand left hers, and Diane realised that she missed it. She considered this strange 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 reasonableness, I felt good inside.

Then she had put her arm around my shoulder, for a second 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 savour hearing to her. It occurred to me that she had a very pleasant interpreter, kind of champagne, and so friendly.

Then I felt her fingers stroking my pep pill 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 short tighter.

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

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

Her other hand, against my jumper, seemed to browse the side of my bosom, was it an stroke or had she meant it ? I was surely she had.

I could feel my mammilla push against my bra, just like on a cold day. A strange look ran through my soundbox, as intemperately as I wondered what it was, I had no answer, but I knew it felt nice.

Her hand brushed again, and this time, there was a definite tingle to my teat, I gave a very little leap. What is she doing to me ? It did finger nice, but these strange feelings made me scared, I had no theme what they were.

Her fingers released my hand until one touched my chin, she very gently turned my face to hers. I looked into her heart, mine wide in shock. Then she leaned forward, and our lips touched. I gasped and tried to draw out away, but her arm was holding me tight.

Once again, her lips came to mine, and this time, she kissed me. I could find her lips moving, but mine were rigid, I didn't know what to do. I felt her tongue tickle along my lips, as her hand left my chin, and it was then touching the nominal head of my jumper.

For a present moment, I cringed, what was she doing, touching my chest ? Her fingers pinched through the textile, my pap reacted to the tactual sensation, I could find it constrain even more. God, it felt good, I thought to myself, even though I was by now petrified.

Her lingua entered my mouth, I must have relaxed my sassing, she tickled my glossa, and without any conscious thought, mine responded, and then I was returning the kiss. The first kiss of my life history and it was with a girl.

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

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

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

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

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

Her hand left my boob to move down, then she was lifting the tush of my pinny, her fingers touched my belly, to move around, in picayune circles. I gave a tingle, and my legs clenched again.

The fingers traced up reached my bra, and once more than 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 teat spring free, then she was holding it in her palm.

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

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

I let go, as she persisted, then I felt an electric electrical shock, her sass had enclosed my mamilla, without understanding why, I took her headspring and pulled her in tight to me.

The hand that had been at my breast was now drifting down again, for a moment it caressed my venter, then of a sudden, it was pressing through my skirt, and between my peg. Automatically I fought against this unknown trespass, I began to struggle, her script stopped pushing, but still sat where it was.

She lifted her head to look at me,"Diane, I want to pertain 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 ramification had parted, just slightly, I don't exactly know when. The press of her fingers was so clean, I hadn't noticed.

She was now rubbing a finger down to my individual parts. I felt a shock, it had just pressed into the clitoris, I knew was my clitoris, it had never been touched before, not even by me. Something felt unlike, I seemed to be bad than I thought it was.

My skirt was slowly moving up my second joint, I knew I should, but I couldn't move to stop it. Now her finger's breadth were at the front line of my panties, softly they rubbed, down along the entering to my pussy, my legs opened themselves broad, I no longer seemed to have control over them, and her fingers pressed.

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

As she pulled away from our kiss, she raised her finger's breadth, so I could see them glistening in the light, they were wet, very wet, She touched them to her sass, her knife 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 unknown taste, not unpleasant, but it wasn't so much the gustatory perception, as the smell that came over me. Suddenly I knew, I wanted this girl to adjoin 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 crotch of my panty was being pulled aside, then her fingers, for the first time, touched my hidden flesh. I looked down to follow, I couldn't help myself, and saw her easing my low lips apart.

A fingerbreadth disappeared, as she pushed inside of me, gently as inscrutable as she could go. My hip joint heaved at her hand as she withdrew, the tactual sensation surging through me was like heaven, I felt a common sense of red as her finger came out.

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

Her fingers were going faster now, as she moved them in and out. I could feel the strangest feelings, like a fervor rising in intensity, raging between my wooden leg. I was lifting off the terrace, trying desperately to crap her hand thrust deeper.

Then my all dead body went taught like a coil fountain, I felt myself shaking, my legs felt like jelly, then I was jerking myself on her fingers, as my organic structure went into overdrive. I wasn't sure, but I thought that this was my first coming. I had no control left, I was lost, riding a wave of ecstasy.

Finally, as my body relaxed and I opened my optic, I gazed in awe at the space between my stage, I had no idea that all this time, such pleasure was hidden there. I saw her deal, still lying there, all wet and glossy

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

For the first meter in my life sentence, I used language I would never have dreamed of normally using,"What the nookie 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 smiling was scrumptious. Then a unknown pensive 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 lady friend ? I've never had either a girlfriend or a boyfriend before."Then she clutched a hand to her mouthpiece,"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 show 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 show 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 .