Katenka and Lizanka
I warn you right away — the story is fictional, any resemblance to people and events is coincidental.
This girl's name was Katerina, for some Katyushka, for others Katyusha. She was 19 years old. She was very attractive: tall, about 180 cm, toned (professional dance classes kept her figure in excellent condition), had regular facial features, large green eyes, and slightly pouty lips. All this plus long, light brown hair and a 3rd size of firm, high breasts, with a small, firm butt, made her an object of heightened interest not only from the opposite sex but also of wild envy
from women. Fate favored Katya: she had well-off parents and a cunning mind that helped her graduate from school with honors and get into the budget department of the Faculty of Dance Arts. And she studied excellently, and Katya had plenty of suitors... But something was missing for her...Katerina had huge leadership potential. She wasn't just beautiful, she was a princess. She literally attracted people to herself. She had many "girlfriends," but only one caught Katya's attention — Liza. Liza didn't stand out in any particular way — kind of average everywhere: in studies and in beauty. However, something about her very much attracted Katerina, and it was her eyes — blue, like a clear sky, and deep like wells. Just one look into those beautiful eyes threw Katya into... confusion? She couldn't understand what this feeling was? What was happening to her? Why did this girl affect her so much? What was it about her? Not a single boy's glance evoked such a storm of emotions in her as these beautiful wells with impeccably blue water.
Katerina was frightened by these feelings but didn't dare tell anyone about them. Moreover, once she, Liza, and a few other girls stayed late for classes, and coming home and entering the bathroom to relax her body after another serious rehearsal, Katya discovered that her silk thongs were soaked with juices from her well-groomed pussy. Katya, like any other girl her age, took care of her appearance. And considering that her parents were very well-off people (her father was the director of a construction company, and her mother was the head of a dance troupe), Katya didn't have financial problems, so she could afford the best of everything. Katya paid special attention to her breasts (as her mother said: "Daughter, with these hills you can move mountains!") and her pussy. Why exactly the pussy? Katya herself didn't know, she just wanted that part of her body to always be beautiful and well-groomed. Therefore, her girl (and Katerina was still a virgin) was always smooth-smooth and smelled pleasant. And oh, when Katyushka appeared on the beach... in short, all eyes were immediately drawn to her. Let's return to that incident.
Pulling her panties down and finding them wet, Katya simply froze in bewilderment. What was wrong with her? Did she get so aroused and not notice that her pussy started to flow? But when and what aroused her so much? With these thoughts, the girl sank into a hot bath, filled with her favorite salt. After lying for about 5 minutes and coming to her senses a bit, Katya decided to reconstruct the course of today's events to find out the cause of the wet panties. The girl remembered that when she went to the toilet before training, her panties were dry, so she got aroused during the training. So, what was so arousing during the training? There were no boys, only her, Liza, and Vera with Inga... Stop, this Liza again?! What kind of effect did she have on Katya's body and feelings? The girl remembered that Liza today wasn't training as usual in her baggy pants and t-shirt (like it's so fashionable now, which Katerina was ready to argue about with foam at the mouth), but in tight leggings and a tank top, which clearly showed that Liza's breasts and butt were bigger than Katyushka's. And if Katya considered her own butt an incredible gift of nature (small, very firm, although dance classes played a big role here too, without a hint of cellulite), then Katya cherished and nurtured her breasts, wishing they were just a little bit, but still bigger. And Liza's mammary glands were exactly the size Katya wanted for herself.
Could she have gotten aroused from the sight of her classmate's tight-covered breasts? "What is happening to me?" thought Katerina, when suddenly she felt pleasant waves spreading from her pussy throughout her body. "What the?!" — the girl didn't even have time to understand, and weak orgasmic tremors began to shake her. Katya came just from the memories of Liza's breasts.
The young beauty lay in the foamy bath and thought about what had just happened. But nothing sensible came to her mind, relaxed after the orgasm, so she washed up quickly and, wrapped in a towel (there was no one to be shy in front of — her parents had gone away to celebrate their wedding anniversary), padded barefoot to the kitchen. After preparing a simple snack and grabbing it, the girl padded barefoot again across the floor, this time towards her room. Climbing onto the bed with her feet, she turned on the TV and, munching on the prepared food, started flipping through channels, trying to find anything that would catch her attention. And she was rewarded — on one of the channels, there was a program about same-sex love between women. Katerina herself didn't understand how, but this program caught her attention, so much so that she froze with a half-eaten carrot in one hand, the remote in the other, and in a sort of lotus-like pose. The girl's mouth opened on its own, and her beautiful eyes stared at the TV screen.
And there was something to stare at: not only were they talking about things quite interesting for an 18-year-old girl, but they were also showing extremely indecent photos and videos (it's worth noting that it was already past midnight). Katya followed the video sequence intently with her eyes, and her ears absorbed all the information that interested her. The young beauty got so carried away that she didn't notice how she fell asleep.
Katerina woke up in a very uplifted mood: firstly, it was Sunday, secondly, she had slept wonderfully, and thirdly, between her legs, which had been spread during the night, there was a wet spot on the sheet, indicating that the girl's dreams had been extremely interesting. Stretching, Katyushka got up and padded barefoot again to the bathroom to take her morning shower. Leaving the bathroom, the girl didn't bother to cover her charms and padded to the kitchen. After having a light snack and drinking her favorite tea, Katyusha remembered what she had seen on TV yesterday and decided to expand her knowledge of same-sex female love via the internet.
As soon as the girl typed the word "lesbian" into the search engine, she found herself in a world of lust and debauchery, among many pictures and videos of pink themes... Katya herself didn't notice how the clock in the corner of the computer screen showed it was already around 4 PM. The girl stretched her whole beautiful body and turned off the computer. "I am a lesbian!" — that was the thought currently residing in her head. Katyushka, looking at the photos, imagined herself in the place of those girls and women. But here's what was strange — she imagined not only herself but also Liza! Yes, her classmate Liza! Oh, what the two of them did in Katya's fantasies — no video, no photo showed such things. Another strangeness of Katya's fantasies — for some reason, the girl imagined that her friend had a tattoo on her shoulder blades in the shape of angel wings. Katya remembered that she had never seen Liza with a bare or even slightly open back; her friend always wore t-shirts, jumpers, or tank tops, but always closed ones.
Katyushka sat deep in thought, from which she was pulled out by the ringing of her mobile phone. The girl looked at the screen and was extremely surprised — the beauty with angel wings from her fantasies was calling her — Liza!
— Hello, Katya? — the voice from the phone speaker seemed much more beautiful and interesting to Katya than usual.
— Yes, I'm listening.
— Katya, I heard your folks have split for a couple of weeks, right? Listen, I need your help, — Liza, as always, spoke quickly but clearly. Katya was still captive to her fantasies, and the meaning of her friend's words reached her with difficulty.
— Katya? Hello? Are you listening to me? — the chirping voice turned concerned and somewhat questioning.
— Huh? Yes, yes... What kind of help? — Katya tried to gather her thoughts and drive away the lustful fantasies.
— Umm... I understand we're not particularly close friends, but... Anyway, can I crash at your place for a few days? I can cook, clean up... It's just that I have some family problems here... Just a couple of days, no more... — Liza's voice began to sound pleading and started to tremble.
Katya knew that Liza was from a not very well-off family, plus she only had a father, her mother died a few years ago. And then Katya began to hatch a cunning plan, if not to seduce her friend, then at least to find out if she had a tattoo on her back.
— Yes, Liza, of course. You can stay for more than a couple of days! I'll be very happy, I'm so bored! — Katya added joyful notes to her voice. Although in her soul, she was truly happy that she could now find out if she was a lesbian or not.
— Oh, thank you, Katya! You have no idea how you've helped me! I won't be any trouble at all! — here Liza was right, Katya's apartment consisted of 8 rooms, half of which weren't used as living spaces anyway.
— Listen, Liza, how about right now? — Katya couldn't wait anymore, she desperately wanted her friend!
— Is that okay? Then I'll be there in half an hour! Thank you so much! — the sound of a firm kiss came through the phone, and the conversation ended.
Katerina sat with the phone to her ear for another 20 seconds, realizing what she had just done. Well, it seemed like nothing much — just allowed a friend to stay with her for a few days, however, she was only thinking about how to get Liza into bed.
In the remaining half hour before her friend's arrival, Katyushka managed to take a shower, freshen up, and put on an extremely seductive outfit. Which consisted of a short silk robe, under which the girl wore only stockings, a garter belt, and tiny transparent panties. (Specially for .org — ) On her feet, the girl put on sandals with very high 15-centimeter stilettos. Katya decided to stun Liza right away, right from the doorstep. With 5 minutes to spare before her arrival, the girl also managed to set up a small spread, consisting of a bottle of light sweet wine, fruit, and juice.
And then the doorbell rang. Katyushka quickly glanced in the mirror, she really liked her reflection. Authoritatively clicking her stilettos on the marble floor of the hallway, Katya opened the door without even looking through the peephole. Before her stood her classmate Liza. Again in baggy sweatpants and a similar t-shirt, a small sports bag was slung over her shoulder, and worn-out sneakers were on her feet.
I think now it's time to tell a little about Liza. Liza was only one day younger than Katya, a little shorter (height 178 cm), somewhat rounder in the butt and breast area. She also professionally practiced dancing, which allowed her to have an extremely attractive, athletic, toned figure. As already mentioned, Liza's eyes were like bottomless wells with a clear sky reflected in them. The girl's lips were puffier than Katya's. Her father, after his wife's death, started drinking regularly and was constantly irritated and angry, so Liza was simply forced to stay with someone for at least a couple of days a week. The girl constantly put off calling Katya, but when there was no one else to call and ask for a place to stay, she finally decided to call this beautiful princess of the university. Yes, Liza simply admired Katya and always dreamed of being like her. Yes, she envied Katyushka: her popularity, her intelligence, her wealth, but this envy was white, she never did anything bad to Katya and didn't even want to think about it. And now, she stands on the threshold of this beauty's apartment and simply stares wide-eyed at Katyushka, at her magnificent outfit.
— Oh, you probably were expecting your boyfriend, not me? I think I should leave... — Liza already wanted to turn around and try her luck with someone else when she suddenly felt Katyusha's firm hand on her shoulder.
— What are you talking about? What boyfriend? Is my outfit bothering you? — Liza looked at her friend again, this time at her face, and saw a wide, good-natured smile there.
— It's just that you're so beautiful, so I thought... You weren't waiting for me... — Liza shyly averted her eyes, realizing that in a moment she would blurt out something extra.
— I'm beautiful? Thank you! I just decided to consult with you a bit... So, do you think it suits me? Oh, what am I doing?! Keeping you on the doorstep... Come in, take off your shoes! — and Katya let Liza inside the apartment, inhaling the scent of the girl passing by. Frankly, she didn't like the smell — it smelled of unwashed hair and sweat.
— Thank you, Katya. I promise, just for a couple of days. You're really helping me out! — Liza continued to smile even as she sat down to untie her sneakers.
— Liza, don't be silly. Stay as long as you need! My parents won't be back for at least 2 months anyway. You can live with me all this time! — Katya put her hand on Liza's head and began to gently stroke her short, jet-black hair. I forgot to tell you that this story took place at the end of May, and Katya, and her whole group, had already passed all their exams and tests, and many had already managed to leave (this was the main reason Liza decided to ask Katya for help).
— What are you saying, Katya?! I can't do that! — Liza was terribly happy about this offer, although Katya's stroking was also very pleasant to her.
— You can, Liza, you can. It's good for you, and I'll have company, otherwise it's terribly boring, — Katya continued to stroke Liza.
— Katya, how about this, I'll stay with you for a couple of days, and if you want, I'll stay longer? — Liza finally took off her sneakers and straightened up, so Katya had to remove her hand from the girl's head and move it to her shoulder.
— Deal! You're probably tired? And a shower wouldn't hurt, sorry, but you smell, — even though it sounded like an insult, it was said so softly and gently that Liza wasn't offended at all, on the contrary, she smiled back and nodded.
— I'll bring you a towel and a robe now, and you go into the bathroom, undress, adjust the water, — and Katyushka clicked her way to her room, swaying her hips and knowing that Liza was now looking at her barely covered butt under the robe.
Liza entered the bathroom and only now realized how expensively furnished the apartment she had entered was. The girl was terribly afraid of breaking or scratching something, so by the time Katya returned, she had only managed to take off her t-shirt and pants. The sight that presented itself to the hostess of the apartment simply mesmerized her — exactly in the same place, exactly the same as in her fantasies, Liza had angel wings of dark blue with silver. A strong jolt went through Katyusha's entire body, from her well-groomed toenails to the very top of her beautiful head. The girl watched spellbound as her friend's shoulder blades moved, giving the illusion of the wings moving. Liza stood with her back to Katerina and didn't see her; she brought her hands behind her back and unclasped her simple, cheap bra. And as soon as it fell into her hands, she turned around and saw Katya. Her eyes showed surprise, but what Katya saw was simply mesmerizing — the girl's large, not at all sagging breasts stared at the hostess with their beautiful pink nipples.
— Oh, Katya, sorry, it's just that everything here is so beautiful and expensive... So I was afraid to scratch or break something... — Liza smiled shyly and looked away from Katerina.
— It's okay, don't be so afraid, no one will hurt you, — Katyushka walked over to the counter and put down the things she brought. Then she approached the still embarrassed Liza