Rachel's Tutor

The hot water on our cold skin made us both shriek. It took some time, but we settled down and enjoyed the warm, bubbling water. I had only been in a hot tub a few times, so I really enjoyed this. Amanda leaned back on the edge and closed her eyes.

"Hey, you okay?" I asked, kind of dizzy from the heat.

"Hmm, yeah," she mumbled. "I just always liked this thing. Makes problems go away." I watched her. I was on side of the tub, while she was on the other. I just stared, caught by her pale, goddess looks. Feelings were starting to stir inside, and I fought to control myself. To gain that control, I stood up and pulled her with me, and we jumped out and rolled in the snow.

Shit, that had to be one of my stupidest ideas ever! The snow on our skin brought instant goosebumps and not to mention what it did to my nipples. They poked hard at the tight bra and they almost started to hurt. Once we had had a good roll, with our hair sporting white flakes and all, we jumped back in for another temperature shock.

I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder when I reentered. Fuck, the sudden change had caused my shoulder muscle to seize up. I reached behind, and tried to massage it. My arm was awkward and not helping.

"You okay over there?" Amanda asked, relaxing against the edge again. "You hurt something?"

"Yeah, my shoulder," I said, still trying to get the damn muscle to relax. "I think I pulled it or something, it hurts."

She nodded, but smiled. "Move over here. My mom taught me some massage stuff before…and I haven’t been able to see how they worked. Wanna be my guinea pig?" she wriggled her fingers at me, teasing me. I looked over at her, not knowing if she was playing with me or if this was legit, but slowly moved across the tub. She had me sit between her legs, my back to her, with her legs on either side of me. I dropped my arms, splashing water a bit, and just allowed her to try whatever. 

Her warm hands instantly made my shoulder quiver. Everything above the top rim of my breast line was exposed to the cool air, and her hands just felt like magic. Amanda knew what she was doing, using both hands to focus on the pained area first, then moving a hand to the far shoulder. I relaxed visibly, and had to resist just falling back. I enjoyed the massage, letting the muscle be kneaded and rubbed. 

I never noticed my hand start to run itself up and down her leg. I looked down, not that she could tell, and saw fingers tracing a line back and forth, back and forth. She didn’t seem to mind, or at least didn’t say anything. I kept it up, liking how her leg felt. There was an explosion, and in the distance we saw the fireworks had started. The rockets shot up, and filled the sky with color. Feeling like she needed to see this too, I moved beside her. My hand rested on her leg, and while she looked at me, she quickly looked back at the sky. 

Lust was starting to build in me. I felt desire starting to fill my body, and my hand, with a mind of it’s own, gave her leg a slight squeeze. She jumped, and looked shocked.

"What the hell are you doing?" She pushed my hand away and moved back a bit. Fear covered desire, but it was fading. I had to know, I had to find out if she felt anything for me. 

"I…I…" stuttering, I could only run my hand up to her hip and give another squeeze. She jumped again, but didn’t back away.

"What are you doing?" she asked again. "Are you coming on to me?" Exactly, that’s exactly what I’m doing. I knew I had to do this. I almost didn’t care what happened now.

"Yes." That stunned her to silence. With the show still going on in the sky, I swam closer. My hand was still on her hip, now holding it steady. She looked a bit scared to see me acting like this, but she didn’t scream; didn’t try to get up, didn’t push me away. I looked into her eyes.

What I saw was surprising. She didn’t show fear, nor disgust. Instead, she was just a little confused. And I tried to help the only way I could. 

Moving forward, cupping her cheek, I kissed her. Gently, just on the lips, I kissed her for a full minute before she seemed to get a hold of herself and push me back. She was gasping, and staring at me; but she looked confused, not to mention a little scared.

"What are you doing to me?" I didn’t understand, what was she saying. "How can you…why are you…" She was gasping for words, pointing at me. I thought I knew what she was trying to say, and swam forward. I was intent on showing her what I meant, and brought her against the hot tub wall, kissing her harder then before. She squirmed for a second, like she didn’t understand, but slowly stop struggling. I broke the kiss and looked into her face, about to cry. I didn’t want to hurt my friend, I didn’t want to ruin things, but I couldn’t stop myself. 

"I…I’m sorry," I had tears in my eyes, but didn’t care. "I-I-I’ll go…if you want me to." I started to stand, ready to grab my things and just run home. She grabbed my arm; she didn’t look at me, staring ahead in shock, but didn’t let me go. "What?" I asked, still crying.<%PART%>

Amanda looked up. She had a face of fear, but it wasn’t aimed at me. "I…think…you should…stay." She pulled me back into the water. Then I was surprised, when she rushed forward and pressed her lips into my. It was awkward, I don’t think she had kissed much before, but it had lust buried into her lips. Angling my head around, I moved our lips into a deeper lock, and we hugged each other close for some time.

When we broke she looked happy, like she had conquered something. "I…didn’t know. That you felt this way," she said, her arm still around me. "I didn’t think love ran this way." 

"Trust me," I said, "it does. It truly does." She giggled. 

"I never thought I’d be gay. I mean," she said, "two women?"

"It’s not as strange as you might think," I chuckled. We stared into each other for a second, before coming together again. This time we took our time, groping our hands over each other, our lips drawing fire over our mouths. I pushed my tongue into her mouth, with some resistance, but when it was in… We just made out, seeking out our new feelings. I didn’t need much time; Amanda, I think, was still getting used to kissing a woman. Thinking we should move it on, I kept the lip lock while moving my hands free. I brought my palms up to her breasts and squeezed. 

Amanda gasped, breaking the kiss, but dived back in after that initial moment. I rubbed and massaged her mounds, pressing them into her chest. She moaned; I loved how that felt in my mouth. 

"How do you feel, about this," I asked. I wouldn’t force this too fast. If I could, I wanted to make sure Amanda knew what she was getting into. "If you want to stop, I’ll understand. This can be really different and all bu-"

"No," she interrupted. "No, I…I know this is right. I know you…like me." More then like, but we could work on that. She moved away, but she was steeling herself up for something. "You should probably know; I have been with a guy. You know, all the way." No, not really. I understood the mechanics of it, but having only been with one woman, zero men, my ideas were probably off base. But I did get one thing.

"You aren’t a virgin."

She shook her head. "Does that make a difference?" she asked.

I could only laugh. "It’d better not. I’m not one either! Granted, not the same way you lost yours…but still, a cherry popped is a cherry gone." I ran my hand through her wet hair. "It won’t make a difference to me, none." She smiled, liking that. I motioned her back over, kissing her lightly. "You want to keep going?" She shivered, either because of the air or the thought of what I was suggesting, but she nodded.

I moved slowly. Remembering what Rachel had taught me, I started at her ears. Giving them a small lick, I started to kiss my way down her neck. She closed her eyes, and let me go over her body. I sucked at her wet skin, really enjoying this. I had wanted her so bad for so long, and my pent up lust for any woman was making me reach a boiling point. She "eeped" when I tried to pick her up, but she helped herself sit on the edge of the tub, letting her legs and feet dangle in. I passed over her breasts for the moment, and just ran my tongue down to her navel. Her bellybutton was pierced, with a silver stud, which I flicked back and forth, making her giggle. 

I made my way to her legs. They were shaking as I kissed and licked her thighs, trying to let her relax. I ran my nose down her panties, making her jump again. 

"What are yo-"

"Shhhhs," I whispered, "Don’t worry. Just let me handle this." I pressed my nose into the lips of her cunt, making her wriggle. I grabbed her ass to keep her there, and flicked my tongue in and out over her panties. She was moaning, probably not understanding these feelings, but I knew she would love them. From her ass, I slipped my fingers under the panty straps, and slid them off her. She turned to help, but closed her legs the instant I had my prize. 

"N-no," she shook. "You shouldn’t do that."

I just looked into her eyes. "Please? Trust me?" She seemed to think about it, and I ran a finger between her legs. She slowly opened them, and I took my time. Her cunt was hairless, giving me a straight view of her vagina. The lips were starting to puff a bit, and I could easily smell her juice. I was so much different then myself; like a new candy or something. Taking a deep breath of her, I grinned as I lowered my mouth to her quivering pussy.

She groaned; I think, as soon as my mouth was over her, her legs clamped over my head. I didn’t mind, and attacked with wild lust at her cunt. Her juice was slick and coated my mouth and face; I didn’t care. My mind was on autopilot and I was enjoying the flight. Her juice was sweet, more sweet then my own, and I couldn’t get enough of it. I covered her slit with my mouth and just attempting to suck it all out. Amanda bucked at this, using a hand to press my head further into her. My tongue came out to play, licking at her walls. I jammed it up into her, thrusting it as far as I could, and going as fast as my tongue would go. She started to moan, groaning my name louder and louder, telling me she was going to cum. When she did, I let it go, lapping up what I could. Her orgasm left her a bit weak, and she fell down in the cold snow. I climbed out of the water, licking her cum from my face, and leaned over.