Date: Sat, 16 Jul 2005 11:12:55 -0700 (PDT)
From: Edna Martinez <baby_edna2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Edna's Weakness 3 (Revised)

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Chapter 3 (The Understanding)



I managed to sleep an hour and a half before my alarm went off; It went off
so loud, that I jumped out of my bed sheets and my heart was beating like a
drum....  "Damn it..... stupid alarm!!!..."  I shakily extended my arm and
pressed the snooze button to shut it off. The clock read 7:00AM.  Somehow I
had managed to profoundly fall asleep in such a short period of time.

As I sat on the edge of my bed trying to compose myself, I took several
deep breaths and slowly started to settle in. These alarms could kill you.
I started arranging my thoughts one by one, and I felt my heart rate
returning to normal.

After a couple of minutes relaxing, I was fully awake, feeling very groggy
and my head heavy....my body slowly becoming slumber.

I regained total presence of mind and started analyzing things.

Today wasn't like every other normal day.....today was a very special day;
it would mark a pivotal point in my life, a dramatic change; a new
understanding of things; an irreversible perception....I would be viewed
upon differently yet again; somehow this time I knew it had to happen; no
more lies, and no more hiding.  There was that feeling of something big to
come, something bigger than me, something much bigger than anything I had
lived before...I was on the brink of starting a new life, a new promise, a
new way of being; so much to look forward too.....and it was all going to
happen Today.

I managed to take a shower and get dressed in time to join my parents for
breakfast.  They noticed how ecstatic and clumsy I was, but they didn't
have a chance to question me as I had to make a staggering retreat to be on
my way to school.

Living only five blocks from St. Mary's High school, it was only a ten
minute walk for me.  As I made my way down the sidewalk, I noticed how hot
and humid it felt; it was going to be a blistering day; yet it was
gorgeous, the sun was blinding and the sky was a sea of blue with no clouds
on sight.  The streets had almost no traffic, with the exception of the
yellow school buses heading towards the school. On the opposite sidewalk
there were other kids making their way to school; it would be a routinary
day for them; that wasn't the case for me.

I couldn't help but notice, that my pace was erratic and a little quicker
than normal; the palms of my hands and feet were ice cold. It was my
nerves.  The closer I got to school the more nervous I felt.  I couldn't
control it; my heart started beating a little harder, and the butterflies
returned to my stomach.  I became oblivious to my surroundings; my brain
wasn't processing, my legs were just guiding me.  As my eyes registered the
road ahead, the beige walls and brown roof started to come into view.
Through the pounding of the heart beats in my ears, I could hear the tower
bell ringing.  Classes would start soon; I needed to pick up my pace.

As I reached the building, I found myself standing in front of the huge
brown gates. I felt smaller than ever; I felt like I had shrunk, and my
knees felt very weak; by now my entire body felt cold, and I had a swarm of
butterflies in the pits of my stomach; there was a huge knot in my throat
and it felt like I had cotton in my mouth...  I was a nerve wreck at this
point; I couldn't get myself to take another step; I started gasping and my
respiration came in short breaths, I thought I was going to faint.

Then I heard a thumping sound of fingers snapping in my ear, and a voice...
"Edna come on, we need to run to class we are late girl!!......"  and I
found myself running down the hallway as Megan grabbed my arm and was
dragging me towards our History class.

As we stumbled into the classroom and took our assigned seats at the very
back of the room, we were struggling to catch our breath.

Luckily Mrs. Ray was also running a couple of minutes late, so we managed
to beat her to class

Sitting to my left, I could hear Megan trying to formulate some
words..."W...Whhh....What the hell were you doing standing out there!!!'..

I couldn't think very well and much less speak, as I was trying to get the
oxygen to flow through my brain.  All I could do was to look at her with
glary eyes to acknowledge her words.  She had a puzzled look in her
face..."You looked crazy out there...";

I nodded my head a little bit trying to answer to her bewilderment.  "You
Weirdo!!!...what was it with the blank stare??"....

I couldn't make words yet, instead the inquisitively puzzled look in her
face seemed very comical at the moment, and I couldn't help but to start
giggling....

"What are you laughing about??"... Megan's expression was so clueless, and
the more I looked at it, the funnier it became. I just busted out laughing.

My laugh was so contagious that she couldn't help but to start giggling
herself; and as her giggles became louder, we were playing a comical
symphony in the back of the class that had everybody staring at us.

We were starting to have too much fun when we heard the classroom door
open, then we knew that our fun time was over, as Mrs. Ray was a very
strict teacher, and required the student's utmost attention.

When the class started, I felt more at ease; the laughter therapy had
definitely helped my nerves; I could think clearly.

As I listened to Mrs. Ray's words, my concentration slowly started shifting
from History to my best friend.

Megan was such a great friend; she always seemed oblivious to my defects
and flaws, and she never tried to exploit my weak character.  It could've
been so easy for her to just put me down and trample all over me, instead
she always used her wit and ingenuity to make me feel at her same level,
when I understood we were not.

As I was having these thoughts, I found myself staring at her while she was
doing her bookwork, unaware of my fixed look.

Not only was Megan a great friend, but she was a gorgeous friend.  I was
scanning her from head to toe; her blonde hair was so shiny and lustrous,
perfectly straight; and her cheeks seemed to have a permanent blush on
them, noticeable even through her golden tone; her skin always had that
rich satiny look to it.

Slowly scanning her, my eyes then focused on her legs; having her right
foot on the edge of the chair, which was her frequent habit, made her thigh
appear extra mighty and voluptuous. With abundant sunlight filling the
classroom, I could clearly see the very tiny blonde hairs on her thigh;
they were gleaming beautifully.  Her thighs looked so enticing that they
appeared to have a smell and taste to them; they almost looked edible.

When Megan abruptly shifted in her seat, I quickly snapped out of my trance
and realized that I had been drooling, literally; my throat was dry and my
mouth watery...and then there was that feeling, again that feeling of
hunger that I couldn't explain.  I had to find out what was happening; I
needed to find an explanation to all of this; I couldn't continue living in
this clueless fantasy world that engulfed me; I had to be courageous for
the first time in my life.  I tore a peace of paper from my notebook and
nervously made a note...  The note read..."I need to talk to you after
school, I need your help its extremely important".....I folded the note and
tossed it on top of Megan's book; she flinched and then turned to me with a
quizzical look.  I pointed to the paper signaling for her to read it.

I felt that this was the beginning to my mission, to the biggest mission in
my life.  As Megan read it, I knew there was no turning back; this was it,
I had to go through with it.  My nerves started creeping up on me; I hated
to feel like this, so fragile and susceptible to my emotions; but then
again I had always felt like that, this situation was no different.
Everything moved in slow motion; this was big, a huge step; the biggest
step. I had no choice but to take it and be ready for it.

On the flip side I wasn't sure if Megan was ready for this. 'What if it is
just too much for her...what if I totally freak her out and she sees me
with different eyes....even worse, what if she doesn't want to be my friend
anymore...'  I appreciated her company too much to not have her as my
friend; it was a risk that I had to take and maybe live with its
repercussions for a very long time.  Megan looked at me with an expression
of approval and then whispered..."Of course....what is it about?"....

"I will explain later, meet me at the bottom of the stairs after school..."
I whispered back.

Megan nodded energetically and gave me a thumb's up.

The rest of my classes I spent them rehearsing in my mind the best way to
reveal my story to Megan.  I came up with every line I could think of, some
were pretty acceptable and some were just plain over the top; yet none of
them fully convinced me...everywhere from...'Megan I think I am a
dyke'...or... 'Megan over the course of the past months'...to
even....'Megan I have this thing for ass and pussy'...  It was driving me
insane; how could I possibly put this into words; I couldn't even explain
it to myself; how could I explain it to Megan.

I decided to leave things to destiny and just let it happen. I guess I
would have to improvise.

The last five minutes of my Social Studies class moved like hours; this was
my last class and thus I was very anxious; my palms were sweating and my
heart was thumping.

As soon as the bell rang, I nervously gathered my books and made my way to
the bottom of the stairs at the front entrance of the school.  I felt very
agitated and uneasy, the nerves were killing me.

When I reached the stairs, I noticed Megan that wasn't there; I was
agonizing..."Damn it Megan...where the hell are you.."; then I remembered
that her last class was P.E., she needed time to shower and change.

I needed to calm myself down; I couldn't let her see me in such critical
condition.

I sat down on the stairs to wait, my feet moving uncontrollably; my gaze
constantly moving to my watch.

Then out of the corner of my eye I saw someone hastily approaching me; it
was Megan, she was still in her P.E uniform. The class had just ended and
so she had to storm to our meeting.  "God Megan, you're a mess...why didn't
you take a shower and changed"...She was soaked and breathless, I pictured
she was sprinting to where I was..  "Dohh...don't worry about me, I know
you wanted to talk to me, what is it??" Her voice out of breath.

Those simple words proved her friendship and solidarity; her kindness and
support really touched me; I felt like I was truly important to her; it
gave me a new confidence to go through with it. As I looked straight into
her blue eyes, I knew that this was the right thing to do; she was there
for me.

I told her that we needed to go somewhere private, as I didn't want to risk
anybody listening to our conversation.

After going through several choices, Megan came up with a good idea; "Come
on lets sneak into the Biology Lab, it'll be empty, there we can talk"...

Students were not allowed into the Biology Lab after class due to the
fragile equipment it contained; yet its doors were never locked, and so a
lot of students would sneak in to take naps on the examination beds that
were at the back of the room. This was the perfect place.

As Megan grabbed my hand and started up the wood stairs, I followed close
behind.  The staircase up to the lab was very steep and narrow, so it only
allowed for one person at a time per step.

Trailing directly behind Megan, I found myself face to face with her plump
buttocks.

I noticed how her blue shorts came just short of the bottom of her ass
cheeks; they appeared to be a very tight fit, making her twin cheeks look
very juicy and powerful, almost as if they were ready to burst out of their
confinement.  Each cheek appeared to move independently from the other, and
they had a deliciously firm jiggle to them.

Her thighs looked godly from this angle; the looked very firm and well
rounded; it was a sight to behold.

I noticed the skin where her thighs met her ass cheeks was not as tanned as
the rest of her legs, this area made a pale strip directly under each butt
cheek, as it had been deprived of sunlight; a testament of how incredibly
juicy her buttocks was.

With each step she took, her slick thighs rubbed passed each other; I could
almost hear the wet smacking sound of their flesh rubbing together. It
looked so amazing it gave me goose bumps.

>From such a close distance I was also treated to quick flashes of her
inner thighs, which voluptuously flowed and met right before her crotch
area; this spot where they met had a gradual but darker hue to it, almost
overly tanned or burnt, yet very smooth; somehow it appeared very aromatic
to me.

Then I had an impulse; a very naughty and perverted impulse.

In a bold manner I brought my face to within inches of her ass cheeks, my
nose almost making contact with her flesh; I could feel the warmth of her
skin from this distance; I was in a conscious trance, as I was very aware
of my actions.

Without thinking I took a silent but very deep sniff; her aroma shocked my
entire nervous system; it was very raw, almost wild in nature; it was
succulent in a forbidden way; a powerful mixture of sweat and spices, an
aphrodisiac recipe. I was pure feminine musk at its sweetest.

I needed to control myself, but I couldn't.

I kept taking in her heavenly scent; I couldn't stop myself from secretly
sniffing her behind; I was high on her aroma, it had me salivating, and I
couldn't stop trembling; my eyes were getting glassy; I had become a
junkie.

Deep inside of me there was an internal battle; I felt disgusted with
myself, but yet I was loving it; I felt depraved and dirty, but I was too
weak to stop my actions.  I wanted to tell myself that this was very wrong,
that it needed to stop, and yet I would find myself thinking.."Ghhhod
Megan....your ass smells so good...."

As we reached the top of the stairs, I had to force myself away from
Megan's fleshy buttocks; I was following it closely like a bee after the
sweetest honey.

Oblivious to my inner demons, Megan turned to me and noticed my flushed
appearance..."Megan you look sick....you okay??"....

I managed to play it off and assured her that everything was good.  But it
wasn't; I had just committed a filthy act, I had sniffed another girl's
sweaty behind, and I had loved it, I found it addictive; I knew that if I
had the chance to do it again, I wouldn't be able to hold back, and this
really scared me.

How could I control myself being as weak a person as I was; especially when
I had this hunger growing in me like a beast ready to take over. My
impulses would no longer be impulses, they would turn into action.

I could foresee into the future; I would be totally controlled and
manipulated by these depraved impulses.  I wouldn't be able to control my
urge to get high; to drug myself with funky female musk; I would be
delirious around school tracing girl's behinds, trying to get a whiff of
ambrosia.

I knew my thoughts were irrational, but they were a reality.

Somehow I knew that these wicked impulses were part of a bigger picture;
they were a small piece to the puzzle, and now more than ever it was
important to start putting it together.

As we walked into the Biology lab, it felt cool from the air conditioner.
We went straight to the back of the class and Megan immediately sat
sprawled in one of the examination beds; I rolled a small chair directly in
front of her.

In this position, Megan was sitting taller than me, and so I had to look up
at her. I felt like I was in a court room, and Megan was the judge sitting
above me.  As I was getting ready to spill my guts, Megan fumbled around
uncomfortably, until she decided to slide to the end of the bed with her
legs hanging off the edge.

As I observed her trying to find a comfortable position to listen to me, it
felt kind of awkward; being here in front of her, ready to reveal my
condition, this had to be the most important point in my life.

Suddenly Megan broke the silence...."Edna you've had me thinking and
worried the whole day....what's up??....does it have anything to do with
me??....did I do something??"....

The moment of truth had come, I couldn't help my nerves.  My voice sounded
very coarse as I spoke with a huge knot in my throat..  "Megan...I...I
d..don't know...hhhffffff..... whats happened to me...I....I...I...this is
harder than I thought...."

Megan's face showed utmost concern, she was agonizing with me, without even
knowing the problem..."What is it sweetie????....you are scaring me....have
faith in me....come on tell me!!"...

It was coming; my brain processed the words, my tongue would deliver the
chaos....

"Megan...I am not who you think I am....at least not anymore...I am
different now...I am so repulsed and upset...."

Megan's face was contorted with confusion; she had a puzzled and desperate
look..."Edna I am confused..."

"Megan I am a LESBIAN...." I had tried to whisper the words, yet they were
loud and clear; this was the moment I had lived for; I was balancing
between happiness and despair; there was no turning back, it was a one way
trail, and I had no choice but to walk it.

Megan was intently staring at me; her face had no expression, blankly
studying me.  I tried to appear as calm as I could, yet I was slowly dying
on the inside; I needed to know what she was thinking...yet I understood it
wouldn't be so complicated, she would either accept me or turn away from
me.

At this moment Megan was not only my best friend, but she represented my
family, society, the entire world; she represented the mighty eyes of
judgement upon me, my future, my survival, my acceptance.  Her reaction was
vital to me; I was hanging on a thread.

I could only lower my gaze to the ground and wait with the coldest
uncertainty.

Then I heard her stuttering nervously..."Wh...Hhhhh...When...how did you
find out???....what happened??..."

I decided to tell her everything; there would be no more lies; I had gotten
too far to hold back now.  I poured my heart out to her. My voice was very
emotional.

I told her about my crazed obsession with the female body, and my
lascivious hobby at the gym.

Her blank look had acquired an expression of interest; she was paying close
attention, her face almost analytical.  This was a great sign; I was given
the chance to testify, to accredit my insanity; It was becoming easier.

I told her that I masturbated thinking about other girls, particular that
night when I discovered how sweet it was to rub my genitals fantasizing
about soft voluptuous female curves.

She was motionless, deeply enthralled by my revelations; she was absorbing
my every word.

I was flowing; I described every spicy detail; I just couldn't have any
loose ends. I felt that it was only fair for her to get the whole story,
specially after I had anointed her my personal drama listener; I knew this
was a heavy burden for her also.

I revealed my dream to her, and told her how real it felt; how mesmerizing
and strange it was. I explained to her that I thought this dream was trying
to tell me something, but I couldn't figure what; somehow it held the key
to this new feeling, this new identity that had taken over me.

Megan remained silent, trying to absorb everything I told her.

"Megan I'm sorry it had to be you....I just needed to tell someone..you are
the only person I trust.....please I need your help..."

I desperately needed support, I needed answers; maybe Megan would see
something I didn't, maybe she could help me understand my condition.

"I am speechless....Edna I don't even know what to say....how could I
possibly help you....I mean....do you even look at me in that way??.."

I wasn't expecting that question, it hit me like a slap in the face; my
tongue was tied; I couldn't lie to her..."I d...dhhh..don't knowwwww..." I
whispered almost whiningly.

"Yes you doooo!!!!!!!!....Oh my God Edna!!!!!" Her tone was very
lighthearted; she couldn't help but laugh at such an awkward discovery; she
was blushing and giggling..."Wowww...I gotta be smoking hot...!!"  she had
shifted into her joke mode.  I couldn't resist but to laugh myself, as it
was almost impossible for me to hide the truth from Megan.

The mood had changed; we were back to our old selves; we were now joking
and giggling, at the expense of my LESBIAN condition.

"Megan can I confess something without you freaking out???...."

Through chuckle and giggles, she managed to make a serious minute, her
facial expression turning worried..."sure girl what is it?"...

I had to tell her everything ..."Well its kinda weird....actually very
weird...but anyways....as we were climbing the stairs something strange
happened...I had the craziest impulse to smell your butt.....and then I
d...dhh..don't know...I just couldn't stop myself from doing it.....and I
loved it....Megan this really scares me!!.."

Megan's face remained very serious, I feared for a moment that I had gone
too far; maybe finally I had managed to freak her out.

Her eyes were locked with mine, I couldn't read her feelings.."Eeeewwwwwwww
grosssss....I haven't even showered!!!"...her tone lighthearted once again.

"Megannnnnn!!!...I am serious!!....quit playing!!!!..besides thats my whole
point....I know it is gross...but....awwww Megannnnn....I don't
knowwww....I j..jhhh.just couldn't help it...I was attracted to it
somehow....I know how it sounds.....but nothing seems to make sense
lately..."

I could only gasp in desperation as I tried to explain my bizarre actions;
I felt helpless and disgusted at my words, yet there was so much truth to
their irrationality.

Megan's nose was crinkled, and her puzzled expression displayed confusion
in an almost hilarious manner.

"Megan could you stop staring at me like that!!!....it makes me feel like a
weirdo..."; even though everything in me classified me as a weirdo, it
somehow still made me uncomfortable.

Megan had a cartoonish look of disbelief on her face. "Well hellooo
Edna...you were sniffing my ass...you have to admit that is a little bit
weird..don't you think??...besides I am all smelly and funky fresh..."

We both couldn't help but to bust out laughing at her funny remark.  Megan
had such a special gift to humour a bad moment and totally change the mood.

I loved this side of her so much; her unconditional friendship was such a
valuable gem.

"Awwww Megan I am so scared...I don't know what to do...I feel like a
freak.."  My emotion surfaced and I became very sentimental; I was both
happy and desolate, I knew that I had made the right decision by telling
Megan, and even though she had taken it lightly, somehow I felt sorry that
she had to see me in such a different light.

"shhhh...shhhh...come here Edna...we are friends regardless...plus nobody
else knows about it right?..."  I just nodded.

"Come here sweetie..." Megan offered a hug spilling her affection to me.

She pushed herself further to the edge of the bed and opened her arms
invitingly, her legs splayed open in front of me making space for our hug;
her thighs were bulging out of the bed and her crotch was now visible.

Slowly approaching our embrace, I noticed the wet markings of perspiration
directly over her crotch area. Her forward movement had pressed her shorts
tightly against her vagina, showing a distinctive and clear outline.  Her
lips looked very puffy, giving her vagina a pouty and elevated appearance,
almost like half a peach stuffed under her shorts.

I started to salivate, and my heart started to beat faster; it was
happening again; I felt anxious and erratic, out of control.

As I rolled my chair directly in front of Megan's opened arms and legs, I
was fighting a battle, a contest of will against urge; I needed to ignore
her gorgeous crotch, so close to me now, so perfect and maybe fragrant.

My hands started shaking and my body began to spasm; I knew I had lost...My
weakness was my curse.

As Megan ushered me in, I felt as if time had stopped; everything moved in
slow motion.

Ever so gently I leaned forward and placed my hands on her curvy hips, my
face moving slowly but surely towards her crotch, almost mechanically; her
bodily heat was blurring my senses, I couldn't think at this point, all I
could see was her outlined genitals.

As my nose slowly made contact with the perspiring crotch, I felt Megan's
thighs tense.

I reflexively sniffed in her scent.

I lost all my strength, my body surrendered; it was heavenly; a powerful
musk, very warm and very spicy, deliciously raw and primitive.

It had an overpowering effect on me; I felt like a fortress collapsing, I
was drowning in musky pleasure.

Then I heard Megan's voice, it was a nervous whisper..."Aaaaaa
Edna???...what are you doing???.."

I couldn't get myself to react; I was drugged up in her warmth, my thoughts
were mixed up and I wasn't processing well.  I was snorting and babbling on
her crotch.

"Hmmmmmmm...Iiiiihhhh...sorrhhyyyyy...I can't help it...hmmmm....Megan this
stuff is so good...please allow mehhhh....I beg youuuhhh...wowwhhh..."

I was beside myself. At this point I didn't care what Megan thought of me;
I was in my own world, my face on her muff was all that mattered now.

Instinctively I pushed my nose deeper in between her lips; the heat and the
smell in her hole were wonderful.

As I shoved further, Megan gave out a high pitch
squeal.."uuyyyyyy...Ednaaa!!!..."....But I just couldn't stop, not now,
this was too good.

Megan's body slowly started to relax; her fingers tentatively caressing my
hair; then almost acceptingly she spread her thighs wider and placed her
left foot on the edge of the lab bed, giving me full access to her crotch
area.  "Its okay sweetie...I understand...take your time..." She was
whispering; her voice very subtle, understanding my need and the gravity of
the situation; her demeanor very mature and consoling.

I could have spent an eternity in this position. It was such a beautiful
feeling, being between her warm thighs; it felt very accommodating.

Megan's gentle caresses and her motherly support were helping me relax and
control my emotions better.

I was nuzzling her crotch in a loving and caring manner, when I felt her
hand carefully pushing my head away from her center.

Looking up from in between her thighs, I could see a look of worry and
consolation on her face..."Edna we need to talk sweetie...I am a little
worried...did you see yourself just now??..."

I felt embarrassed that Megan had to see me in such a vulnerable and needy
state; I felt inferior and degraded; It was hard to look at my friend in
the eyes.

"I am so sorry Megan...I hate it that you had to see me like this...I am so
embarrassed..."

My shame was so much that I couldn't help the tears welling up.

Megan immediately came to my consolation..."Edna....its okay...I just had
no idea it meant so much to you....plus you don't have to be
embarrassed...its me.."

Her supportive words reminded me of how great a person she was; I was so
glad that she was my friend.

"Really Megan...do you mean that??..." I managed to speak through the knot
in my throat.

Her face light up with a warm inviting smile.."Of course I mean it Edna..I
am always here for you..."

Then with a naughty grin on her face she did the cutest and most delicious
impersonation that my eyes had ever seen; spreading her thighs she brought
her right hand to her crotch, placing her middle and index finger on each
side of her vaginal lips, she started animating them over her shorts by
opening and closing them, utilizing a cartoonlike voice..."weeeee
Ednaaa...hey there buddaayyy!! you are always welcome to come play with
me...muahhh...muahhhh..."

Her silly impersonation had me blushing profusely, and I couldn't help it;
I also couldn't help the itching sensation that I was feeling on my
clitoris as I watched her manipulate her lips over her shorts.

I pictured myself having x-ray vision and piercing through the thin piece
of clothing to see her in all her heavenly glory..'it must be
gorgeous'...impure thoughts flooding my brain....'it must be so
pink...Megan give me a glimpse...just a little one...please...I'll do
anything you want...'

Megan abruptly shut her thighs and snapped me out of my illicit thoughts.

Her face was so bright with laughter, and I knew all her actions were with
the best of intentions.

"Megan you are such a prankster...but I still love you..."

"I love you too Edna..." Megan spoke in a fond manner as she bounced out of
the bed.

Staring out the window, we noticed how late it had become.

"What do you say we continue this conversation at my house tomorrow after
volleyball practice...that way we can take our time okay?...'

"That sounds great Megan...thank you so much...I don't know what I would do
without you..."  Megan's acceptance of my condition was such a huge step in
a life of grief and confusion.  "Oh nonesense Edna...come on now...we are
buddies...don't worry about it...besides I think its kinda cool to have a
lesbian friend..its kind of rebellious.."  Megan's comments elevated my ego
and made me feel better about the whole situation..'maybe it is not so bad
being a lesbian'...

With that we ended our meeting and headed home.

That night I couldn't sleep due to sheer excitement; I had a feeling of
hope, of acceptance, it was a new beginning.  This was the first time that
I had truly expressed myself; I felt free and liberated; she had made it so
easy for me and I was thankful.

Megan was becoming so much more that a friend to me. She had exceeded every
expectation I had by miles. I was beginning to see her in a whole new
light.  She was everything a friend should be; she was so good and
understanding, accepting and always willing to help; her personality and
sense of humor were like no other, and to top everything she was simply
gorgeous.  My heart got fluttery as I pictured her deep blue eyes, her cute
permanent blush, and her pretty dimpled smile, such superior genetics; and
then there was her ass, oh my God that plump gorgeous ass; if only I could
get a whiff of it again.  My body shivered with lust as my thoughts went
back to our encounter earlier; smelling her delicious funk and nuzzling
between her thighs was such a wonderful experience.

I rolled over on my stomach and buried my face on the pillow pretending it
was Megan's crotch...'If only I could feel its heat against my face again,
I would loose myself in its heavenly smell...'

My hand automatically slid into my panties and I started rubbing the entire
length of my vagina with the palm of my hand...'Megan...you mean so much to
me...I want you to always be my friend...I need you....  I love you...I
love youuu....aaahhhhhh....' My entire body shook as I had a thunderous
orgasm.

After I fully recovered from my climax, I realized that there was something
else happening parallel to my entire situation, once again something that
was inevitable and undeniable....'I am in love with Megan...oh God
noooo...please not that...'

I could not afford to have feelings for my best friend; not only was it
unhealthy, but it would complicate things...'Edna you can't let her know
under any circumstances...'  Deep inside of me, I knew I was too weak a
person to deny my love for her, yet I had a strong presence of mind to
understand its consequences, as I valued her friendship more that anything
else in the world.  I finally went to sleep with the conviction of keeping
my feelings for Megan as secret as my weakness would allow it.

The next day in school I was much more relaxed; I was able to concentrate
on my classes, even though my mind kept bringing up images of Megan.

I was very excited that we were going to continue our conversation after
volleyball practice.  Then I had a naughty thought...'maybe she will even
let me get in between her legs...that would definitely make my day...'

I didn't want to get ahead of myself, I knew that I had to control my
impulses if I didn't want to totally freak out Megan.

During my last class, I could already feel butterflies in my stomach, as I
knew that I would be seeing Megan very soon...'Edna...please control
yourself around her....don't let her know how you feel...'

When the bell rang, I quickly picked up my books and paced myself towards
the school gym; I didn't want to be late.

As I entered the gym, I realized that volleyball practice wasn't over.
There was a game in process and the entire girl's volleyball team was in
the court, except for Megan. I looked all around the gym, but she wasn't
anywhere on sight.

As I looked up at the bleachers, I realized that they were empty, and so I
decided to sit for a while and engage in my favorite hobby while I waited
for Megan.

My other best friend Lisa was there and she waved at me when she saw me. I
observed Lisa as she moved around the court; there was something so sexy
and attractive about the way she swayed her hips when she walked, her juicy
ass ready to free itself from her shorts, the bottom of her cheeks
indecently peaking out; she had such a fantastic ass.

As I lusted after my other best friend, a hand came from behind and
obstructed my view.."Who is it???...Megan is that you???..."

"Noooo...I am your worst nightmare" I could clearly make out Megan's voice
in disguise.

"Megan you are so silly.."

"Edna you are no fun...you were suppose to go with it"

"yeah right.."

Still covering my eyes Megan lowered her voice and spoke in an almost
secretive manner..."Hey I have a surprise for you...."

"What is it now Megan??..."

"Do you want it yes or no??" Megan whispered in a playful manner

"I don't know...what is it?..."

"Just answer sweetie...yes or no..." Megan whispered again

"Ok yes..." She got the best of my curiosity.

Then I felt something directly under my nose, it was very warm and somewhat
moist; I immediately recognized it as a finger; it had a very peculiar
smell; it was female spice, it was very strong; it made my heart beat a
little faster and my taste buds moistened; my skin began to warm up.

"Do you like it?...." Megan whispered in a nervous tone as she sat next to
me, taking her finger away from my nose.

I desperately grabbed her hand again and tugged it under my nose, trying to
get as much of her smell as I could.

"OOuuchhhh..!!" Megan complained as I pretty much dragged her by her finger
so I could savor her scent.

"OOhhh Megan...where did you have this finger...it smells really nice..."

"In a very special place...I thought you would like it" Megan couldn't stop
blushing and her voice quivering.

We were attentively staring at each other in mutual understanding; our
friendship was so beautiful, it was at another level; she understood my
needs and was willing to help in any way she could, I could see the
compassion in her eyes. When did I get so lucky to have a friend like her.
I was tempted to confess my love for her, my feelings, the passion that was
building inside of me.

Then the thunderous clapping of the volleyball team snapped us out of our
moment, signifying that volleyball practice was over.

Megan quickly straightened up and took her hand back..."We better leave
before they see us here...lets go to my house....I need to relax a bit...I
am so tired..."

As we walked towards Megan's house, I felt so at ease being in her company;
she made me feel so safe and secure; holding hands down the sidewalk made
me feel that nothing could go wrong, while she was with me, I had nothing
to worry about.

When we reached to Megan's house, none of her parents were at home, so we
comfortably made our way to her room and locked the door behind us.

Megan immediately jumped in the bed and stretched on her back stuffing a
handful amount of pillows under her head.  I stood standing in the middle
of the room until Megan padded the bed in front of her motioning me to
sit..."Make yourself at home sweetie...mi casa es su casa..."

Megan had a very tired look, as she kept yawning and stretching her
joints..."Edna sweetie...would you mind if I take a half hour nap before I
shower...I am so exhausted....then I am all yours..."

I could never deny my best friend of rest, especially after everything she
had done for me, besides I would do anything she asked me too; I loved her
so much.

As she made space for me to stretch at the bottom of her bed, she raised
both her knees and spread her thighs a little, treating me to that gorgeous
view that I couldn't resist. As she spread her thighs I caught a faint
whiff of her sweat soaked shorts. I started to fantasize about once again
putting my face in there and taking her heavenly smell.  I was a little
anxious as she had already triggered my senses with her surprise earlier at
the gym.  I knew that I wouldn't be able to remain calm having her next to
me displaying her attributes, so I decided to throw caution to the wind.

"Aaa Megan...can I...do you mind....errrr...is it possible.." My voice
trailing off as I couldn't get myself to speak my mind.

"What is it sweetie??....tell me..." Megan's voice was very mellow and
caring.

I could only swallow, as I was so ashamed to ask.

Then as if reading my mind, Megan slowly spread her rounded thighs widely
and pushed her crotch slightly upward, almost inviting me in..."Is it this
what you want sweetie??...." her voice very tender and somewhat seductive.

All I could do was swallow deeply and nod my head.  Megan gently slapped
her tanned thigh close to her crotch area..."Come on Edna sweetie...you can
take a nap here if you want..."

Without thinking it twice, I made my way in between her thighs and nuzzled
my face against her crotch; I couldn't help sniffing out loud, it had been
too long since the last time I had smelled this musk.  I nuzzled the crotch
of her shorts, producing a small giggle from Megan...."hehehe...that
tickles Edna...hehehe..."

I laid my cheek on her firm and warm thigh, keeping my nose in contact with
her pouty fragrant crotch; it felt perfect.

As I relaxed happily snuggled in between her legs, I slowly started to fall
asleep, as I was also exhausted from my own lack of sleep; the cozy warmth
of her bodily heat was awesome, and I couldn't help but to embrace it and
pass out.

I must have been asleep for at least an hour.  As my eyes slowly opened, I
could see sunlight filtering through the blinds.

Slowly I raised my face off of Megan's thigh, a string of drool stretched
from the side of my mouth leaving a wet marking on her skin.

As I carefully looked over, I realized that her eyes were closed and she
was sound asleep.  I did not want to disturb her sleep so I decided to
remain in the same position.

As I looked down at her crotch, I noticed the perfect split down the middle
of her slit; her shorts had ridden up and were wedged between her pussy
lips; I noticed how thick and pouty the looked, as I was thoroughly
examining the sight; it was beautiful, they looked very enticing, I
couldn't resist and once more I brought my nose down and sniffed her pussy.
If I would have done it a million times, a million times I would've reacted
the same way; my heart accelerated and my mouth watered; the hunger in my
stomach burning...'God Megan this is awesome..'

Almost instinctively and without thinking I gave her crotch a loving peck;
it felt very soft and warm on my lips; I loved the feeling, so I
tentatively gave it another peck; my heart was pounding in my chest and the
hunger in my stomach was more present than ever before.

Then through the fog of thoughts in my head, I decided to risk everything;
I had to do it, this was probably my only chance, I needed to see Megan's
pussy; it was almost necessary for me to go on living; I had to feast my
eyes with her most private part.

I did not want to take advantage of my best friend while she slept,
especially after she had been so good to me, yet I knew that this was more
important, maybe I was being selfish, but I needed it so bad, that I could
care less about the repercussions.

Carefully I brought my finger to the edge of her shorts at her crotch; it
was quite a task and I had to maneuver carefully since the shorts were
almost glued to her.  As my finger made contact with her warm skin, I
noticed it had a silky and somewhat rubbery texture, making it difficult to
slide my finger along; it must have been the result of the dried humidity
on her skin.

Managing to hook my finger into the shorts, I knew I was about to uncover a
beautiful treasure, maybe the most beautiful of them all; my hand was
shaking nervously, and my mouth was dry.

Very slowly I pulled the damp clothing to the side, revealing her vagina.

I gave a out a loud sigh, as my body jerked reflexively; I became dizzy,
and my breath became short and labored. I thought I would faint as my eyes
took in the most beautiful sight known to my pitiful existence.

It was breathtaking; I could only whisper to
myself..."Ghhoooodnessss...its..its...more beautiful than I thought it
would be.....so gorgeous..."

Her pussy was simply amazing; the outer lips were thick and puffy, and were
the same color of the skin adjacent to it, almost peach in hue; they
appeared a bit oily and very smooth. They gave the impression of pouting
lips begging for attention.

The sight was just too much for me to handle; my heart was beating very
hard and at an alarming pace; my eyes felt glary, and my whole body was
trembling. As I closed in for a better look, I felt the excess drool puddle
up at the base of my mouth, a drop managing to trickle out as I swallowed
the rest.

I was being driven by my instincts; my senses no longer working.

Shakily I separated her pussy lips, to show her hot pink interior. Her
inner lips were almost nonexistent; they looked very fragile and they had
an amazing pink luster to them. Her clitoral hood was beautifully dormant
at the top of her slit, partially buried between her very puffy lips,
encasing her clit.

I also caught a stronger whiff of her musk, but this time straight from its
source; I noticed it was a bit more acrid, as I was able to discern the
faint smell of urine mixed with her dried sweat; it was a bouquet of
teenage hot All American blonde pussy.

I was nearly insane, face to face with the prettiest and most forbidden
carnal jewel; I knew I wasn't in control of the situation, as I was only
inches away from it, my eyes hypnotized by the sight.

Without thinking I brought my lips down on Megan's pussy and gave it a
tender peck. It felt very warm and very soft..."hmmmm....nhhhiceeee..."

Tentatively I gave it another kiss, this time a bit
firmer...."hmmm...wowwwhhh..."

Then I gave it third kiss, even firmer than the second and lasting longer;
there was a faint smacking sound when the kiss ended.


Then the unthinkable; I slowly extended my salivating tongue and made
contact with the inside of her right outer lip.  At that moment I knew that
my life would change, and definitely my diet together with
it....'Nutrition??...Food?? Who cares about food when you have something
like this out there.'  My taste buds detected the saline flavor of her
sweat and the raw spice of her vaginal fluid.

My whispers became louder as I couldn't control myself..."Ohhh
Megannn....this is great.." muuuaachhhssss(kiss)..."Don't ever keep this
from me....its so hot.." muuuaaachhhssss(kiss)...."I love it so
much.."muaaaacchhhsssss(kiss);

As my intensity grew, I completely lost any reserve left and I began to
French kiss Megan's pussy deeply and passionately, while moaning at the
same time; I was innocently raping my best friend.

Then I heard Megan's groggy voice..."Edna what are y....."

"Shhhhhhhh...Megan don't worry....go back to sleep
sweetie...."mmmmmmuuaaachhhsss(kiss with tongue)

My insanity making me whisper irrational thoughts.

"Edna I don't think you should...ughhhhh...this ain't
right....ughhhhh....ohhh fuck.....ughhh"

Megan's hip started thrusting involuntarily as my mouth French kissed per
pussy; I could feel it rapidly warming up and her tangy taste started to
overpower the saltiness of her sweat; her fluid started to thicken and was
now flowing into my mouth, instinctively and inexperienced, I swallowed it,
feeling its peculiar warmth as it made its way down my throat, it felt so
forbidden to take in her vaginal fluids like this and yet somehow it added
to my passion.

Then I saw the cutest and sexiest thing; her clit was peaking out of its
hood, very defiant and erect. As it caught my eye, I slowly detached myself
from Megan's swollen vagina, thick strings of saliva mixed with cum
stretching from both set of lips, the little nodule had me in awe.

I heard Megan's voice, very shaky and coarse..."Whhh...what is
it?...something wrong?..."

I couldn't answer, so instead I did what felt natural at the moment and
brought my hungry lips down to her clit and sucked on it using my tongue to
milk its taste..."hhhhmmmmmhhhmmmmmmmm...." I could only moan as I
experimented and relished in its slippery texture.

As I sucked voraciously, Megan's thrusts became faster and their rhythm was
erratic, I didn't understand what was happening, but I didn't care as I was
only focused on my personal bliss.

Then I heard Megan scream out of the top of her
lungs...."AAAAiiiiiiiiiiiggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!"

With a loud wet sucking sound I released her clit as I thought I had caused
her pain somehow..."Megan...Megan...what is it...are you ok???"

I quickly crawled up the bed to look at her face; her expression was tired
and extremely flushed, almost like if she had just finished running a
marathon.

She slowly turned to look at me, her eyes dreamy and watery; her voice
unstable and lacking refinement..."do you have any idea what you just
did...."

"Oh nooo Megan...did I hurt you...I am so so sorry...I am so stupid....I
promise I didn't mean too..." I was so upset with myself for being so weak
and impulsive.

Then she interrupted me..."shhh shhhh...Megan listen...shut up....listen..I
think I just had an orgasm..."

I blushed profusely at her comment, realizing what it meant.

"Ohhh...did you?" I could only ask, as I didn't know what to say.

Megan could only nod, her demeanor very exhausted.

As I stared at her in her flushed condition, I suddenly felt guilty, I felt
that I had forced my lascivious will on her for my own personal pleasure.

"Megan I am so sorry....I feel that I have betrayed you and taken advantage
of you.....I should have never done it..."

"Edna I kinda feel the same way...I feel like I took advantage of you by
encouraging you on..."

Her words were very surprising to me..."Nooooo Megan..don't ever say
that...besides I was enjoying it a lot..." my voice trailing off as I
realized the implications of my last words.

"Then you shouldn't feel like you took advantage of me because I was
enjoying it too...." Her last words came with a deep swallow.

We couldn't help but to stare at each other in silence.  There was so much
tenderness and understanding in our eyes; we were communicating silently;
deep in our hearts we knew that our friendship would change forever, we
didn't need to say anything; our gaze sealing the new found covenant.

Our relationship would soar to new heights.  This was the beginning of a
beautiful promise; a future filled with love and mutual satisfaction.  We
didn't need to delegate roles, as we both perfectly understood our parts in
this new found episode of our lives; she would be the receiver and I would
be the giver.

That evening I left Megan's house with a different aura about me.  My heart
was overflowing with joy; I was starting a new life, one that was very
promising and accepting; there was so much to look forward to.

I jumped and skipped all the way to my house in sheer happiness and
excitement.  As I entered, I saw that my mother was in the kitchen
preparing dinner; I ran to hug and kiss her, still celebrating my
luck..."muaahhhh...I love you mom.."

My mom had a surprised look in her face..."Edna what is all the excitement
about darling??..."

"Nothing mom!!!...I just did very well today...that's all!!"

As I spoke to my mom she was examining closely..."Edna what did you eat
today....your breath is...I don't know....fishy...were you eating
fish??..."

I grinned to myself..."Yes mom...the sweetest fish I have ever tasted...the
sweetest one..."



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