Chapter 2: Angie Goes Gay for a Change

I was getting tired of the boys at school. They were just no fun, no challenge to me, all so predictable and boring. Everyone of them so, so, desperate to get laid that they would do anything to have a chance of even a hand-job, never mind a blowjob, and as for full-on sex!!!

The hot ones all acted so big, as though they had done everything, as though all the girls were dying for them. They bragged about it, even if those brags were lies, and they didn’t mind the damage they did to a girl’s reputation. The others were just wimps and not worth the effort.

The few I had selected to have some discreet fun with, yes I can be discrete when it suits me, were either no good at sex or no fun. Christ, I was sick and tired of initiating the lead only for them not to last long enough to satisfy me.

The only exception to that was Gary, but he was like my toy-boy sex slave, but more of that later, in another story, but Gary was tormented by me for the rest of the school year.

So, I had decided I was going to change tack, have some fun and cause chaos in another way. I had decided to see if I had a liking for girl-on-girl sex, it was something that I was interested in, something new and forbidden to try out, and we all know what I am like with something that is forbidden.

The lucky girl who would get the full benefit of my attention was Sarah. The BFF of Jacquie, a girl who had made my life hell for a few years until Tim, my lovely, sexy, eldest brother, sorted things out with her dad. Since then, Jacquie has been as nice as pie with me, telling me she wants me to be her new BBF. Fuck off, bitch!

What was going to make things even better was I knew Jacquie had a secret crush on Sarah, that phase that all girls seemingly go through. I knew they hadn’t done anything yet! So I decided to steal Sarah away, be her first, and let everyone in the school know what I had done. Jacquie, I am so going to blow your mind and make you so jealous.

I keep my exploits with the boys very secret, well a girl’s got a reputation to keep up. But when I seduced Sarah, the whole world would know about it, well at least Jacquie! No, the entire school would all know that I had taken Sarah first. Jacquie would be devastated.

“Hi, Sarah, doing anything tonight, after school?”

Sarah looked at me with suspicion. I’m not normally that friendly with her or her group of friends, not just Jacquie.

“Why, what do you want?”

“Wanna hang out for a bit, I’ve got something really, really, really special I’ve just got to tell you.” I was using that stupid, lispy, mid-teen voice that many girls use, especially Sarah. I was both mimicking and mocking her at the same time, but she was too stupid to notice.

“What is it?”

“Not telling you, not now, we have that free period at the end of the day, meet you in the disused classroom. Don’t tell anyone, it’s a big secret, just between the two of us. Just you and me.” This old classroom was my go to place to take my conquests or victims, if you prefer.

“Why? Tell me, now.”

“No, if you want to know, just come and don’t tell anyone, especially Jacquie. It’s got to be our secret. What I’ve got to tell and show you will, like, blow your mind.”

“I’m not sure!”

“OK, your loss.”

“No, wait. OK, I’ll see you at two forty-five, that OK?”

“Great.”

That’s it, trap set. Now all I had to do was get through the rest of the day without creaming my knickers in anticipation or getting into trouble and getting a detention. I don’t cause trouble out of spite or because I’m bad. I just get so bored at school. I’m always finishing the lessons way before the end of the class. My idiot teachers, especially Mr Jennings, haven’t picked up on the fact that they’re not stretching and challenging me mentally. So I make trouble to have some fun, it fills the time for me, but the teachers think I’m a troublemaker.

At last, the bell for the end of my final lesson of the day rings, and I rush down to the old abandoned classrooms getting there just before Sarah.

When she walks in, I’m perched on an old desk, long bare legs swinging, skirt pulled well up so high you can see my knickers. I’ve undone a couple of buttons on my white school shirt, and taken off my tie. I’ve also ensured that there is an old but clean gym mat just out of sight.

Sarah comes into the room, blinking in the dark as she tries to get her bearings, “Angie? Angie are you here?” She asks nervously.

“Over here.”

As Sarah approaches me, I can see she is in a state of high anticipation. Wondering what deep secret I want to share with her, but also unsure and apprehensive. She looks lovely; she is the same height as me and pretty much the same build, with smallish but ever-growing boobs; and the same long, slim, toned legs that we share from our mutual love of dancing and running. Why she hangs with Jacquie and not me, I don’t know. We would be so cool as a pair.

“What is it? What do you want? What have you got to tell me?”

“It’s something so out there, you’ll never guess,” I paused, building up the tension. “You know Jacquie has a crush on you?”

“What? No way!”

“Honestly, she has.”

“No way, she’d have told me.”

“She has, everyone can see it. I mean a big big crush, she wants you, but is too scared to do anything about it.”

“No way Angie, anyway I’m not like that, I’m not into girls.”

“No, but you fuck the boys though don’t you, and plenty of them, or so I’ve heard. ‘School bike’ is one thing I’ve heard you called. Anyone can get a ride on Sarah.”

“You little bitch.”

“Maybe, but truth hurts doesn’t it. But about you and girls, you should try it and not with Jacquie. I’d be much better for you.”

Sarah looked at me in shock as I slipped off the desk and moved towards her, sliding my arms around her waist. I pulled her towards me, ensuring she knew who was in control and then kissed her. Hard on the lips, not a gentle inviting kiss, no this was hard and forceful, letting her know I was dominant. I was going to take her, and there was nothing she could do about it.

Sarah went stock still, arms hanging limply at her sides, but interestingly, she didn’t attempt to pull out of my grasp; my hold on her wasn’t that strong.

Sarah looked at me, shock in her eyes as I pulled away and broke the kiss. She didn’t know what to do. She didn’t know if she wanted to kiss me back, or run screaming. One thing I knew was that I liked the kiss. I liked kissing another girl. Oh, I think I’ve found another way to have fun. Watch out world!

I reached out again and undid her school tie, slowly pulling it from her collar, then I wrapped it around her neck and pulled her towards me again. This time, kissing her more gently. Sarah sighed as her lips opened partly and accepted my tongue as it pushed forward insistently. Our tongues met and played with each other, not fighting, but taking their time, teasing and enjoying what the other was doing. This time the kiss was more loving and playful in nature.

At times, when I’m kissing someone, my tongue just seems to do as it wants, divorced from my mind and body, this was one of those times, and why not? After all, I was kissing another girl for the very first time. By now, Sarah was kissing me back, and she was a good kisser, the best I had known so far, and on later reflection, probably the best person I have ever kissed. Her lips were soft and sweet. She must have driven the boys wild when she kissed them. If she uses her tongue like that when she gives a boy a BJ they wouldn’t last long. Might let her loose on Tim!

My hands reached up and undid the buttons on her shirt, pulling it off her shoulders and throwing it on the dusty floor as soon as I could. Not stopping, I reached around her back; her skin was warm and soft as I slid my hands up her back. I found the clasp of her bra (a pretty pink one, so not allowed in school) and using a practised flick, snapped it open.

Sarah pulled apart from me and let the bra straps slide down her arms until it joined her shirt on the floor. Her boobs were perfect, small and compact with tight sticking-out nipples; they stood high, firm, proud, and ever so perkily on her chest. I almost fainted at the sight. They looked so perfect and begging to be kissed and played with.