I was just your average, run-of-the-mill Australian girl. I was an excellent student and had a good home life. I had many friends, and the guys were always chasing me. I was saving myself for marriage, or so I thought.
As I matured and reached puberty, I started to bloom, and I noticed it was not just the guys looking me over. After our physical recreation class, all the girls showered together. There were all shapes and levels of maturity in the showers. Unlike some other girls, I was in full bloom as a senior.
One of the girls, Alice, who became my best friend, constantly stared at me, sometimes making me uncomfortable. Other times, I liked her looking at me, and I was unsure why I felt that way. Alice was built much like me, five foot six and around one hundred and twenty pounds. She was one of the few who shaved their pussies. I caught myself, and I am sure she saw me looking at how her folds were so clear and displayed.
It was about mid-year in our senior year that Alice and I became friends and so much more.
We would talk after school about life and dreams. Alice told me one day, "Jenny, I notice you looking at me and especially my pussy in the showers. Do you like what you see?"
Turning a cherry red and stuttering, trying to think of an excuse for looking at her, I told her, "Well, I guess I do. I am thinking of doing the same thing, but I am a little afraid to."
Alice looked at me and said, "We can take care of that, but now is not the right time. You must get home for dinner, and so must I. So, we can talk about this soon." I nodded at her and went on my way home.
When I went to bed that night, I could not sleep thinking about what Alice said. What did she mean by taking care of it? Did I insult her? I felt myself getting moist thinking about her bald pussy and started to touch myself. I thought this was wrong. How can I do this and feel this way? She is a woman just like me. Those thoughts quickly vanished as I continued to touch myself.
This felt so good, and I kept on until I came, all the while thinking of Alice.
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One day, a few weeks later, Alice came to me and said, "Jenny, guess what?”
I looked at Alice and replied, "I don't know, tell me what it is."
She smiled and said, "Good news, my parents are going away this weekend, and I thought it would be a great time for you to come over and spend the night."
I was a little dizzy and excited at her suggestion of spending the night, but I thought, what better way to get to know each other? I told her, "It sounds good, Alice, but I must check with my parents first."
Like a Cheshire cat, she smiled at me and said, "I would expect nothing less of you."
My parents said yes, and those days till the weekend felt like a month. I was unsure what Alice had in mind, but the thought of her and me alone sent tingles up and down my body.
Friday came, and I shot home like a rocket as soon as school let out. I threw clothes and makeup in my duffle bag, hugged my mom, and went to Alice's house. I knocked at Alice's door, and she answered wearing a see-through bikini top and a G-string. She looked so sexy that I could not take my eyes off her.
I smiled at her and said, "I didn't realize this was so informal. I do have to say you look great."
She grabbed my hand, pulled me inside, and said, "Jenny, I don't mind you seeing me this way, but that old buzzard across the street is always trying to peek in on me. Have a seat on the couch, Jenny. I want to tell you what I have planned for us this weekend."
Alice told me what she had planned for food and snacks for us, how we could go swimming in her pool, and she had chosen some excellent movies she had for us to watch tonight.
Alice showed me to her room, where I could unpack all my stuff. She had decorated her room with pictures of famous actresses wearing bikinis. She had her bathroom and a view of her neighborhood.
Alice asked me, "Why don't you put on your bikini? We will go for a swim.” I nodded my head and went to her bathroom to change.
I was almost undressed when she surprised me. She entered the bathroom, and I tried to cover up. Then she said, "Jenny, there is no need to be modest around me. I have seen you in the showers at school, and besides, I like how you look."
She walked right up to me and began to kiss me. I felt her tongue swirl around my tongue. She pulled me right against her, our breasts pushing up against each other. I kept wondering if this was wrong. I loved it anyway, and it and I was becoming moist.
Alice suddenly pulled away and said, "Jenny, I like how you kissed me, but I have training for you to do before we go further."
With a puzzled look, I told her, "Okay, whatever you say."
We spent the rest of the day by the pool, eating snacks. We talked about some of the boys in our school. Alice kept saying how much she hated the guys. I had been thinking about what she said about having me do some training.
I finally broke down and asked Alice, "What did you mean about training?"
Alice said, "Let's go inside now. I have something to show you." She walked over to her DVR player, put a movie in, and said, "Jenny, I want you to watch this closely."
I had seen porn movies before, but this was over the top, or so I thought. The whole movie was about a dominatrix and how she had women serving her. They had to do whatever she told them to do. By the time the movie ended, my bikini bottoms were soaked.
Alice asked, "So Jenny, what did you think of the movie?"
I stuttered my reply and said, "Alice, it was nice. What did you think of it?"
She walked towards me, put her hands on my head, and said, "Pet, I loved it."
I thought, pet?
Then, I asked her, "Why did you call me a pet? “
She looked at me sternly and said, "Jenny, you don't know it yet, but you will belong to me soon. Now, stand up and take off your bikini. Do it now and be quick about it."