Samantha, who was standing there soaking wet and naked, was drop-dead gorgeous, head cheerleader, the lead in the school musical and soon to be the Prom Queen. I hope no one saw me staring, but she took my breath away. I got under the shower so I could clean up and get to my next class.

I'm Rachel, eighteen years old and sadly still a virgin. This is not by choice but more because of my parents. My father is a former local football star and now a badass fireman. No boy in town has the balls to cross him, so they're friendly, just not too friendly. Then there's my mother, the "church lady".  This leaves me, who looks like the girl next door and the world sees as a goodie two shoes, virginal princess.

My thoughts are nowhere close to that. Most of my thoughts are about sex, and not just regular sex. The kind of sex that many people would call perverted.

I arrive home after school on this lovely Friday afternoon ready to have a fun long weekend. Mom will be away at a Church conference for the weekend and Dad is working doubles to make up shifts he lost in the Curling season. Maybe I'll have a chance to explore the mall and find some fun, or maybe get into a bit of trouble.

Mom drops a bombshell. She's arranged for me to stay with Margaret, the school dweeb, the entire long weekend. Margaret's glasses are huge, and her hair is always in a bun, making her look like such book worm we call her the "Librarian". Margaret's parents are going away for the weekend so Mom volunteered me to stay with her at her house. All weekend. What are my friends going to say? I'll be the "Trainee Librarian"; my life will be over before it starts.

I gather up my things, I'm ready for my sentence. Maybe we'll spend the weekend studying or reading, because I don't want to be seen with her, or for anyone to know I was ever there, so I won't be going out. I'm sure I look like someone with a death sentence when Dad drops me off at her house. I've arrived as late as possible and I run to the door quickly so no one will notice.

Margaret is just as uncomfortable seeing me at the door as I am being there. She ushers me in quickly. Maybe she's afraid the other dweebs will see her with the girl next door. For a few moments, we stand in the front hall sizing each other up. This is going to be even worse than I thought.

Finally, I break the silence. "My mother called your mother?" 

Margaret shakes her head. "No, Mine called yours. She didn't want me to get into any trouble."

"Mine either, mine is away at a Church conference, and Dad's working extra shifts." Teasingly I ask, "Your parents didn't want to take you with them?" 

"They're going to be fucking all weekend. They want to rekindle their relationship."

My jaw drops to the floor. Margaret said the word fucking. I never knew she swore.

"Might catch some flies that way," she says, smiling.

Trying to relax. I had to admit her smile was cute. "Sorry, you swore."

Now Margaret is shocked. "Don't you?"

"All the fucking time when the teachers or my parents aren't around."

We both laugh.  

Margaret grabs her phone. "Want to order some pizza?"

"That sounds good."  

Sitting at opposite ends of the couch we watch an action flick while eating the pizza.  Things aren't as bad as I thought they'd be.

It starts getting weird again in her bedroom when we were about to go to sleep. The room has twin beds across the room from each other. The other bed must be her older sister's, who is away at college. 

We must present a funny picture standing across from each other looking like sad virgins in our boring cotton PJs. Margaret looks different now that she's let her hair down. It's fairly long, just past her shoulders.  She should wear it like that all the time.

As she turns out the light she says. "I saw you staring at Samantha today... I've seen you do it a few times." 

I'm glad the light is off, because my face is beet red.  "I didn't even know we had gym together." 

"I get that all the time. No one notices me, I'm almost invisible."

I feel bad. "Sorry."

"Don't be. Sometimes it comes in handy. It's like my superpower." 

I lay my head on the pillow.

Margaret breaks the silence. "So do you want to be Samantha? Or do you just want her?"

I can't answer, I don't even know myself. It is something I think of often and I fall asleep thinking about that question. 

Just before dawn, a moan wakes me up. For a moment I'm not sure where I am as I gather my senses. Then there is more moaning and it's coming from across the room. Margaret is masturbating with me in the room. She isn't who I thought she was. As her moans continue, I get turned on and I slide my hand beneath the waistband of my PJs and I begin to pleasure myself as silently as possible. I orgasm silently and fall back to sleep.

Margaret's face is just above me when my eyes finally flutter open and she says. "There you are sleepy head. Want some breakfast?" 

She pulls the covers off me and groggily I get up and follow her downstairs. She has bacon, eggs, toast, and orange juice waiting for us.

We eat silently. Until I blurt out. "I heard you this morning." The words escape my lips before I realize I'm being an asshole.

"You should have gotten up if you heard me making breakfast."

 Then she realizes what I was talking about.

Margaret gives me a funny look."Oh?"

"Sorry, I was being an asshole."

Margaret smiles. "I heard you too."

"How could you?"

"My eyes may be bad, my ears are just fine."

Then with a wicked smile, she turns the table on me. "Who were you fantasizing about?"

I remain silent for the moment. "I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours."

She nods says nothing and thinks for a moment then changes the subject. "So do you want to go to the mall?"

That's the last place I want to be seen with her. That would make us friends or something. I try to smile as I say. "No, I'm fine staying here." 

"That's fine with me. Mom was sure you'd drag me to the mall, but that's the last place I want to be."

Margaret's face lights up. "It's settled then, we're home for the day. Follow me."  

As we head back upstairs, I'm wondering what book she wants me to read.

Back in the bedroom, she motions to my bed and I sit down. She undoes two of the buttons on her PJ top and then sits down on her bed facing me.

She has a funny grin on her face as she leans back on the bed with her back against the wall.

I'm at a loss until she puts her left hand down her PJ bottoms.

My eyes are like saucers and I can't look away.

"It's called masturbation, Rachel; we both know we do it."

Part of me wants to leave the room, the other part of me is enjoying the view so I continue to stare.

"I like to call myself a horny wench," Margaret says with a big smile,  "because I'm always horny."

Her right-hand reaches under her top and she begins to caress her breasts.

"Feel free to indulge. There's no one here to see us."

Then as she exposes more and more of her breasts I admit to myself that this is turning me on and my hand proceeds under the waistband of my PJ bottoms. This turns Margaret on even more and her reactions light my fire. Margaret orgasms first, but that doesn't stop her. She slides down her PJ bottoms and I get my first glimpse of her red pubic hair and I can see her fingers playing with her vagina and grazing her clit.  Now it's my turn to orgasm. 

Margaret's eyes are big in her almost steamed glasses and she has a huge smile.

"Rachel this is my fantasy."

"The two of us masturbating together?"

She nods and her fingers start to move faster.

As I continue to masturbate, I get braver.  "Last night your moans turned me on and that was all I needed." Margaret moans again.

I push my bottoms down halfway and start to fondle my breasts through my cotton PJs. The room smells like sex and I am truly feeling great. We continue like this until we're exhausted.

Remaining in our PJs we playfully make some lunch. We chat about school and life. Margaret's insight is impressive. Following lunch, we do three meals worth of dishes.  As I dry the last dish Margaret says. "There's something I want to show you."
We head back upstairs and she takes us to her parent's room. The room features a massive king-size bed a big screen TV and a large mirror over her mother's dresser. Margaret goes to her father's dresser.

Digging into his underwear drawer she pulls out a dozen porn DVDs and says, "Sometimes you can learn a lot while doing your chores."

"Have you seen any of them?"

"I've scanned them all." Riffling through then she picks out two. "These two are the best."  

She hands me the best two and proceeds to her mother's dresser.

"Do you think your mother knows about these?"

"No, I don't think so. Remember, they're on a romantic getaway to reconnect. She also has her own secrets." With that, Margaret opens her mother's underwear drawer and pulls out several sex toys. "If they were connected she wouldn't use these."

"Holy shit!"

As I touch them, I'm a kid in a candy store. I look into her eyes and she reads my thoughts and nods. "Yes, I've tried them all."  She says with a wicked smile. "I told you I was a horny wench."

She watches me checking out the toys for a moment then says. "Pick your two favorites."

I stare at them for a moment.

"Don't worry, they're clean."

Finally, I pick two.

"Good choices."  She grabs two for herself then takes one of the DVDs from me, setting one on the dresser and bringing the other one with us and leads me back to her bedroom. 

She puts the DVD in her DVD player, hits play and turns on the TV, and moves to her bed. I proceed to my bed.
Margaret drops her PJ bottoms and kicks them away and undoes all of the buttons on her top. I've never seen anything sexier.
I drop my bottoms to my ankles and undo a few of the buttons on my top. She enjoys the view for a moment and then turns her attention to the DVD and her toys. She has a large vibrating dildo and a vibrating butt plug. She turns both of them on and uses one on each breast.

My toys are a six-inch unpowered dildo and a small vibrating clit stimulator and I begin to play with my breasts using my toys.
There is a full-blown threesome unfolding on the screen with a stunning blonde, shapely brunette, and a well-hung stud. I can't decide if between watching the DVD or watching Margaret.  As I do my best to enjoy both as she inserts the vibrating dildo into her pussy.

I begin to rub my dildo on the outside of my pussy. It gives me a jolt as in insert it inside. I want more of this and start sliding it in and out. Margaret is lost in her pleasure. On the screen, things are heating up as well as the brunette starts to eat out the blonde and the stud inserts his cock into the brunette from behind.

Margaret removes the vibrating dildo from her pussy and slides in the butt plug. On the screen, the stud withdraws his cock from the brunette's pussy and slowly inserts it into her asshole. Margaret removes the butt plug from her pussy and shoves it up her ass. As the stud begins to fuck the brunette even harder, Margaret returns the vibrating dildo to her pussy and turns it up to full. I fuck myself harder and faster with my dildo.

As Margaret starts to shake and moan, I apply the clit stimulator to my clit.

"Holy Shit!" I quake all over the bed. Margaret screams and quakes as well. Her eyes are staring at me and I'm staring at her as we both explode together.

Margaret turns the vibrating dildo down and then off. I turn off the clit stimulator and leave the dildo hanging from my pussy.

"That was the best!"

"Hell yes!"

We start to giggle nervously realizing what we've done.

Margaret breaks the silence "Would you like to try the butt plug?"

"Maybe later. I've never thought of doing anything like that."

"It's a good time for a shower then." 

My cheeks are suddenly red. Seeing my situation, Margaret has the solution. "You can use my parents' bathroom and I'll use mine."
I nod.

"My sister and I have matching plush robes; you can use hers, it's in the closet"

"She didn't take hers to college?"

"She has two. Trust me, once you try it you won't want to take it off."

In the shower, I reassess what's happened today. I've admitted to another girl that I masturbate, I've masturbated in front of her, watched porn with her and we've watched each other using sex toys. I can't imagine what she has planned for tonight.

She's right about the plush robe it's amazing, but I can't just be naked underneath. I rummage through my clothes and decide on the best option.  I'll wear my other PJ top and a pair of white panties. 

Dinner is Chinese delivery and we snuggle together watching another action flick. Surprisingly I'm apprehensive when the film ends and it's time for bed. I follow behind her as she heads upstairs. I'm a deer in the headlights, a lamb to the slaughter and I'm more turned on than any time in my life.

Instead of heading to her room, I follow her into her parents' room. Noticing the questioning look on my face she says. "I thought we'd be more comfortable in here tonight."

My brain starts racing. There's no longer going to be a room between us. My jaw drops as Margaret removes her robe and crawls onto the bed. She's in a sexy red silk slip top and panty set. She looks amazing. 

She motions for me to join her. I wish I was better dressed under my robe. My hands are on my belt but they aren't moving.

"Don't be shy," she says lovingly

I remove the robe and join her on the bed. We're on our knees facing each other. She likes what she sees.

"I wish I had something nicer."

"You packed for a study weekend and you look beautiful."

This is the closest we've been face to face. My heart is pounding through my chest. Gently she starts to toy with the top button of my PJ top. 

"You look even better than you did in my dreams."

I whisper, "Dreams?"

"All of those times you were watching Samantha in the showers I was watching you, dreaming of you, wishing for you."  

"Honestly?"

Margaret nods and undoes my top button and leans in and kisses me for the first time. She pulls back quickly to gauge my reaction. My panties dampen and I lean in and kiss her. This kiss is longer until I pull back to look into her eyes.

I love her eyes. Gently I remove her glasses and smile. She kisses me even deeper and longer. I doubt either of us has ever French kissed before but we are learning fast. She undoes my second button and I caress her breast through her silk top.

She quickly undoes the rest of my buttons moves her hand under my top and caresses my breast. I play with her nipples through the silk. Our kisses travel to our neck and ears and back to our mouths. I slide one of her slip straps down exposing one of her breasts. I feel the electricity when I touch her breast with my hand skin to her skin, for the first time. 

Margaret pulls my top off and starts playing with both of my breasts while we continue kissing. I slide down the other slip strap exposing her other breast and my other hand finds it. Our play intensifies. She replaces one of her hands with her mouth and she begins kissing my breasts. First one and then the other. She is driving me crazy and I begin doing the same to her. 

Her breasts are perfect, better than my dreams. Margaret trails her right hand down my chest to my stomach to my panties. She begins to tease me through my panties. I blush partly from her touch and partly because I'm so wet. 

My hand mirrors her motions, bringing my fingers down to her silk panties and I begin to tease her the way she's teasing me.
We continue to suck on each other's breasts and she brings her other hand down from my breast to my panties. Now both of her hands are playing with my panties and with one swift motion. My panties are down to my knees and I'm fully exposed to her.
Margaret's mouth lets go of my breast and I can feel her stare. I release her breast and focus on her eyes. I have nothing but love and trust for her. She brings her right fingers down to my pussy.

She whispers, "You're wet, I love it," and her fingers begin to tease my pussy lips. 

I bring my other hand to her panties and push them down to her knees. In the mirror on her mother's dresser I see our sexy image kneeling on the bed masturbating each other. Her red-haired pussy is just as wet as I am. 

As our fingers work their magic on each other we return to sucking on each other's breasts. Her finger grazes my clit. I am on fire. I find her clit with my finger.  Our mouths find each other and we explode!

We are both quaking from our orgasm and it is like we are a single body of joy. Our breath slows down and our hands caress each other. She pulls back and disengages just long enough to lean back and remove her panties. I do the same. 

Our knees are bright red from kneeling so long. Margaret leans back against the headboard and motions for me to sit in front of her. She reaches around and hugs me, bringing me closer to her. I can feel her breasts on my back. 

Breathlessly I whisper, "That was amazing!"

Lovingly she says, "Shut up and kiss me." I turn my head and find her mouth. Kissing raises our passion to the next level and her fingers start to play with my breast and my clit. 

Bliss, joy, love, and another intense orgasm take over my soul. We invent new ways to pleasure each other with our fingers until we fall asleep naked intertwined with each other.

I have no idea how we found our way under the covers but we are still tangled together when the morning's light wakes me.
For the longest time, I watch her beautiful face as she sleeps. My love for her is complete. How do I show her my love?
Margaret's eyes flutter open.

"There you are" I start by kissing her face, eyes, nose, forehead, and cheeks.

"What?" she says.

I climb on top of her and bring a finger to my lips to quiet her. "Relax and enjoy." I kiss her neck, ears, and hair. Then the lovely area between her breasts, her stomach, both her arms, and I suck on each of her fingers. Her smile tells me she's loving it and, I move down to her feet and suck on each of her toes and she squeals a couple of times.

Kissing up her ankles, shins, and knees I concentrate on kissing her thighs. She spreads her legs as I kiss her inner thighs and I have eyes on my prize. I begin to breathe on her pubic mound then I take moment just to look at her beautiful pussy. I've never seen one so close. I finally admit to myself that I've been waiting all my life to do this.

She breaks the silence and my focus. "You don't have to do this."

"I do."

With that, I inhale her scent and tentatively start gently licking her pussy. I'm tentative at first, waiting for her to catch up, otherwise I'd be fully diving in.  The more her body responds more intense my licking becomes. I start with her outer lips, then I lick inside. I reach both my arms around her thighs bringing her even closer to me.

As her pussy gets wetter, I move up to her clit.  First, I simply blow lightly on her clit, causing her to squeal again. Then I lick it ever so gently. Next, I lick the entire length of her pussy from the bottom to her clit applying more and more pressure with my tongue. She holds each of my hands tightly and lovingly our souls are meshing. 

Margaret begins to squirm and moan, she's getting close. I begin to gently suck on her clit. 

She screams, "Holy Fuck!"

Her cute bum lifts right off the bed and her thighs begin to shake. I suck a little harder and bring her over the top.  Suddenly I cum as well. This was even better than my dreams. I gently caress her as her body relaxes.

"That was the best! I mean ever. Come up here and kiss me." I crawl up her body and we begin to passionately kiss.

"You like your taste?"

"I know my taste. I've tasted myself many times. Now I have to taste you." 

Margaret rolls us over and she is in the dominant position as she begins to kiss lick and suck on every part of my body. Without missing a beat, she slips a pillow under my bum. She licks and sucks my feet and toes. Having my toes sucked is a total turn-on. I also know what's coming so my anticipation grows as she licks and kisses her way up my legs.

Then she stops to put on her glasses. My legs are spread and I'm exposed and she seems to be lost as she gazes at my pussy. I feel myself getting wet. I nearly explode when she gently blows on my pussy. She copies my early gentle licks and it takes right to the edge.

Margaret takes it to the next level as she begins to lick me from bum to my clit. Realizing that's what the pillow is for I explode the third time she licks my clit. She doesn't slow down, her reaction to more orgasm is to pick up the pace and take things farther. She swirls her tongue around my asshole taking me places I never thought possible. Then as I begin to quake, she begins to suck on my clit and I scream.

She is looking right into my eyes as I orgasm. There is a perfect mixture of lust, passion, and love in her eyes as she makes her way up my body and we begin passionately kissing. Now I'm tasting myself for the first time.

Our breathing slows and I say, "Is this what a honeymoon is like?"

"I sure hope so," she whispers.

 "I love you." I wrap my fingers in hers.

"I love you too," she says as she squeezes my hand.

We shower lovingly and playfully together, grab our robes and head to the kitchen and make a wonderful brunch.

"How did you get that sexy outfit?"

"Online just after I turned seventeen."

"Don't you have to be eighteen?"

"They thought I was my sister. I had to make sure it was delivered on a day when I was the only one at home. Hiding them and washing them has also been fun."

"Washing them?"

"I wore them on days I could be alone and masturbate all day and dream about you."

I giggle and blush. "You dreaming of me. I never thought I'd be someone's dream girl"

"Don't sell yourself short, I've been dreaming this for years."  Staring into my eyes she whispers, "Are you ready for some more fun?"

"Lead the way." I follow her back to her parent's room.

This time we lay the toys out on the edges of the bed she also includes a couple of tubes of lube.

There's no shyness at all as we drop our robes and flop naked onto the bed. Playing with our fingers and kissing, we roll around on the bed. Then I have her on her stomach with her bum in the air. It's now or never. I know Margaret enjoys ass play; time for me to dive in.

Kissing her entire bum, I begin to rim her asshole. She's really into it and so am I. The dildo I used yesterday is within reach and I begin to use it on my pussy as Margaret moans. When the dildo is soaked by my juices, I get another idea. I withdraw the dildo from myself and replace my tongue with the end of the dildo.

Her "Yes Please!" tells me what to do next and I start to gently fuck her with the dildo. Spinning and rolling around has Margaret's pussy hovering above my mouth I reach up and start licking her pussy. She leans forward to lick my pussy, making it easier for me to fuck her ass with the dildo. Somehow, she's able to get some lube on the butt plug and insert it into my ass. 

Lost in pleasure, we were sixty-nining and joyfully playing with each other's asses. We exploded together, screaming into each other's pussies.

Still catching my breath, "Before this weekend I would have said ass fucking was perverted, but I fucking love it."

"Maybe that's because you're a perverted horny wench just like me."

Smiling with joy. "That works for me."

"Come here and kiss me, Rachel, this party is far from over."

We rearrange ourselves and concentrate on passionately kissing. After that, everything is a blur, one sexual position after another and endless orgasms as we explored each other bodies in every way possible, sleeping only for an hour or two a couple of times and eating some leftover pizza and Chinese.

By early morning we were exhausted. The cleanup began; we washed her parent's bedding and cleaned the entire room, returning everything to its place. We scattered the empty food containers in Margaret's room so her mother's focus would be drawn to her room.

In the middle of it all, I say "I'm orgasmed out, I don't I could come one more time."

Margaret's eyes turned playful. "Wanna bet?"

She chases me onto her bed and lovingly eats me into submission.

I started to reciprocate but she stops me. "Do me in the shower. I want to keep your scent in my bed."  

In the shower under the steamy water, I have my way with her one last time.

Opening some pictures on her phone, Margaret shows me pictures of her parents' bedroom taken before I arrived on Friday. "We have to match this."

Kissing her, "You've thought of everything." 

"I have to, neither of us can afford to get caught."

"Wow. I hadn't thought of that... What about school?"

"We can become more friendly, communicate with our phones and we wait until college."

"I can't last that long."

"Think we can. We'll have to have sleepovers from time to time."  

  "I love you."

"I love you back."  

We finish the bedroom and make it perfect. I grab my bag and we head downstairs. She looks at her watch and I start to cry. "I wish I could stay forever."

We hear a car horn outside.

Margaret wipes the tears from my eyes and kisses me.

"Bye."

I open the door. 

"Rachel, text me when you get home."

I nod and leave, because if I look at her again, I'll cry again.

Thank God dad is picking me up and not mom. I'm sure she'd notice that I look like a fresh fucked fox.

Dad asks me how my weekend was. I say we spent the weekend studying communications and languages in preparation for university.  At home, I dash inside, avoiding mom, and run straight to my room, closing to door behind me. Opening my bag to grab my phone, I know our minds think alike. Margaret has given me her unwashed red silk panties, and I left her my used white panties under her pillow.

At least we can dream about each other. I text her my love and the story I told dad.

The question is, how long can we keep our love secret?