It Girl

Her body moves through the water as though she’s part of the wave. A full, free-flowing form that glides across the milky blue pane. Her strong thighs command the faded pink surfboard beneath her feet. Her ankles, adorned with glistening gold chains, hold her firmly on the aging fiberglass.

The sun burns high in the overcast sky. Warm rays fall perfectly upon the water, like a spotlight illuminating a stage.

I wait as she – let’s call her Claudia – catches three or four waves, just like she said she would.

Her full voluptuous body rises out of the milky whitewash, like a phoenix. Her long caramel hair now the color of my short black curls, saturated by the ocean.

I’ve been fantasizing about how fresh her pussy will taste after she’d been in the water; how slippery her body will feel in my hands.

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Claudia was the ‘it’ girl at our all-girls Catholic school—both loved and envied for being beautiful, smart, sporty and kind. One part of me wished I could be her, while another part of me wished I could be with her.

I knew she was bi-curious because at school she’d spoken openly about wanting to experiment with girls, but I didn’t think I was her type, so I was surprised when we matched on HER a few weeks before our final exams. 

We developed a casual sex relationship, which we kept secret because our school had a religious policy that if two students were known to be homosexual, they’d be asked to go for counselling with the school psychologist. Not only did this sound awful, but sadly our reputations would have been scorned, and we were scared it might impact our eligibility for awards once we graduated. 

Luckily our houses weren’t far apart, so during the exam break, I started “studying” at her place when her parents were at work.

Claudia’s bedroom had sandy wooden floors, and soft white billowing curtains. It smelled like sandalwood and coconut-lime—the mixed scent of the incense and candles she liked to burn. Her bed was a haven where I could melt into the sheets and let pleasure envelop me. Her body was the site of my bi-sexual exploration—the first girl I ever kissed and the first pussy I ever tasted. 

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