Body and Mind

"S-Sara, wait a sec," she whispered.

Sara sat up, straddling Marie's lap and looking down at her.

"I'm not moving too fast, am I?"

"N-No, it's not that," Marie gulped, fear creeping its way back into her mind.

Sara had reacted admirably to her confession of being a transsexual. But she hadn't thought to tell her she still hadn't gone through with the full surgery. She wondered if Sara, as a lesbian, would still want to be with her, given the circumstances, but knew she couldn't hide the fact, not now.

"I um...I still have..." Marie began, hesitating.

Sara smiled wide, and Marie became confused. This feeling only lasted for a brief moment though as Sara reached down, placing her hand on Marie's crotch over the skirt. Marie nearly jumped out of her skin, but she felt her member give another twitch and begin to throb.

"A dick? I know, you lunatic," Sara laughed and began to caress it through the soft material of the skirt, still smiling. "I felt it last night when I was on your lap."

"It's not...a turn off for you? As a lesbian?" Marie asked sheepishly.

"Of course not. The rest of you looks like a girl, hell, IS a girl as far as I'm concerned. This just means you have the full package," she paused to give Marie's crotch a gentle squeeze, and could feel the bulge growing. "Pun intended."

Marie's smile returned, and once more she felt at ease.

"Then I'm all yours, Sara," she said breathlessly.

"As if there was any doubt," Sara replied confidently, laying down on top of Marie and again pressing her lips to hers. They shared a loving kiss, tongues entwining, and Marie wrapped her arms around Sara's waist. Sara in turn ran her fingers through Marie's silky soft hair.

After a few minutes, Sara spread a trail of kisses over Marie's face. She started with her chin, working her way across her cheek, neck, and collarbone. She reached down and pinched the hem of the teal skirt, pulling it up to reveal Marie's toned thighs and pink panties.

"Oh these are cute," she mused, now caressing Marie's growing member through just the thin material of the bikini-cut underwear.

"Th-thanks," Marie whispered. She was more turned on than she'd ever been in her life, but still insanely nervous. She'd never done anything like this before, and she felt as if there were butterflies in her stomach, churning with a mixture of excitement and unease.

"Are you ready?" Sara asked, pausing her gentle massage and looking up at Marie.

Marie nodded her head and whispered back, "I'm ready."

Sara grabbed the hem of the pink panties and slowly slid them down Marie's legs, pulling them off and letting them drop on the bedroom floor. Marie felt her cheeks burning, her throbbing member, fully erect, now on display for the first time in her life.

Sara wrapped her digits around it and gently began to pump her hand. Marie moaned immediately. Sara's hand felt so soft, so gentle and warm that it sent tingles up her spine from just the first contact.

"Does that feel good?" Sara asked, and Marie could detect a hint of unease in her voice as well. As a lesbian, she guessed she'd never done this before either.

"It feels great," she whispered in response, watching Sara's hand grip her, black-painted nails accentuating her fingers as her hand pumped up and down. A tiny translucent drop of fluid appeared at the slit and Sara took notice.

"I guess it does," Sara said with a smile. She leaned down and extended her tongue, collecting the drop with a swift flick and then licking her lips. Marie jumped at the sudden moist touch.

"Mmm. You taste good, babe."

Marie blushed even harder, but found herself at a loss for words. She didn't have to speak though, as in another moment, Sara's head descended upon her member. Her soft, brightly-painted lips wrapped around it as she enveloped it within her warm, wet mouth. Marie moaned louder. She still couldn't believe this was happening, or how good it felt.

Sara slid her lips along the shaft slowly, having no trouble taking the entire thing within. Once she'd reached the bottom, she slowly slid back up, repeating the process, picking up her tempo little by little. It wasn't long before Marie was panting and moaning.

"I-I'm going to...I can't hold it," Marie whimpered, embarrassed by how quickly she was arriving at her first orgasm.

This information didn't deter Sara at all. She bobbed her head even faster, soft lips slipping over the now saliva-slicked phallus. Her moist, wriggling tongue and warm mouth provided limitless pleasure until Marie could no longer bear it, and she felt pulse after pulse of seed spurt into Sara's mouth. She arched her back as this happened, letting out a low, deep groan.

Sara was caught off-guard by the first jet, but she carried on without pause, swallowing every last drop. Once Marie had finished, Sara slowly slid her lips back up and released her member with a pop. She smiled and slid back up Marie's body and kissed her passionately.

Marie returned the kiss, tasting herself on Sara's lips and tongue. It was salty, almost too much, but she didn't care. She longed to feel Sara's lips pressed against hers, and so she melted into the embrace. Sara eventually broke the kiss however, again kissing Marie's cheek and neck softly, lovingly.

"C-Can I return the favor?" Marie whispered.

"Of course. We can do as much or as little as you want, babe," Sara replied reassuringly. She rolled off of Marie, onto her back with a giggle.

Marie took the initiative now, rolling on top of her best friend turned lover, and again kissed her. She found herself repeating Sara's pattern, kissing her way across her features, down her neck and over her collarbone, before sliding down between her legs. She gently ran her fingertips over the tops of the black stockings that encased Sara's thighs and legs.

"I really like these," Marie whispered, leaning down to kiss Sara's right thigh just above the stocking, before doing the same thing to the left.

"I love stockings myself. They feel and look great," Sara admitted, excitedly watching Marie tease her with the gentle kisses.

"Especially on these legs," Marie said with a little laugh, again running her fingers over the sheer fabric. She continued to kiss her way up Sara's thighs, pressing her lips against the soft flesh, until finally she came to the hem of Sara's skirt. She hesitated for only a moment, before pushing the skirt up and revealing a pair of black lace panties.

She could smell Sara's womanhood, and the aroma made her shudder. She loved the scent; it reminded her of fresh flowers. Leaning her head forward, she kissed Sara through her panties, and now it was Sara's turn to let out a moan.

"Oh baby," Sara sighed, running her fingers through Marie's hair.

Marie repeated this a few more times, until finally hooking her fingers in the sides of the garment, pulling them down Sara's shapely, stocking-wrapped legs. Sara kicked them off and they fell to the floor, forgotten.

This was the first time Marie had ever laid eyes on such a private place. She licked her lips, taking another deep inhale of the scent before placing the gentlest of kisses on Sara's clit. Another moan escaped her lips.

"It's beautiful," Marie whispered, her hot breath cascading over Sara's flower. Her lips were already glistening with moisture, and Marie knew she was excited and ready for attention.

She parted her lips, running her tongue through the soft folds, and felt a bittersweet taste wash over her tongue. She loved it right away, and wanted more. She continued to lap at Sara's slit, before pushing her tongue inside as deeply as she could. She savored the flavor, and the soft, warm, wet feeling. She loved every facet of Sara's body and features, and continued to show this love by tonguing and licking with abandon.

She felt Sara's fingers begin to tangle and grip in her blonde hair as she continued to work, lapping at the wet folds. When she wrapped her lips around Sara's sensitive clit though, her lover lost it. She bucked her hips, pushing her womanhood into Marie's face as a strong orgasm rocked her body.

Once the feeling had subsided, Sara pulled Marie up to lay on top of her and again they shared a kiss. Now it was Sara's turn to taste herself, and like her lover, she didn't mind as the more important aspect was the kiss itself, and how much it meant to the both of them.

Marie slid off of Sara to lay beside her, and the two lay there side by side, cuddling up together. Both girls had found a love and happiness they thought was impossible just a day before, and both basked in the feeling of warmth they now felt, before falling into a restful sleep.

Chapter IV

Quality of life improved for Marie after that night. She couldn't have asked for more loving and accepting parents, but now she had the kind of love she'd always wanted, but was always too afraid to risk. Sara was everything she'd ever wanted or needed, in one package. While the two were close before, now they became nearly inseparable.

A few days after their first night together, Marie and Sara sat together during lunch, enjoying the time they got to spend together between classes. As they ate, talked, and laughed, a boy approached the table. He was buff and tall, with neatly trimmed brown hair and chiseled features. Marie recognized him immediately.

"How're you two fine ladies doin' today?" He asked, trying to sound smooth. Marie couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"We're great, thanks," Said Sara plainly. The boy didn't seem to get the hint. He placed a flyer on the table between them.

"We're havin' a party after the homecoming game this Friday, you're both invited," he winked at Marie and moved along, passing out more fliers to the other tables.

Sara looked at the one he'd left on their table and then up to Marie.

"Could be fun. Hang out, be ourselves, have a few drinks. What do you say?"

"Ugh, I don't know," Marie responded, wrinkling her brow. "That was Allen, football jock and all around creep. He's come on to me and asked me out so many times, but he just won't take the hint."

Sara laughed. "He must not know you've got me now. I still say we go. Maybe if he sees us together in that capacity he'll take a hike."

"I'm not really much of a party person," Marie fidgeted uncomfortably. "Too much opportunity for things to go wrong."

"I'm not gonna force you to go, but I think it'd be fun. Just think it over, alright? If you don't wanna, we'll go see a movie instead. How about that?" Sara said reassuringly.

"I'll think about it," Marie promised.

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That Thursday, Marie and Sara had decided to go to the mall after school. They'd explored several of the shops already, not having bought anything yet, and had decided to take a break at the food court for some lemonade and soft pretzels.

"Have you thought about going to that party?" Sara asked.

"Are you sure it's a good idea?" Marie asked, her eyes down as she picked pieces off of her pretzel.

Sara reached her hands across the table, taking Marie's within them. Marie looked up to see Sara smiling.

"Babe, trust me, I won't let anything happen to you. If anyone even tries to give you any shit, I'll beat the crap out of them."

Marie couldn't help but smile at this promise. It did make her feel better to not only have a girlfriend, but one who so easily offered to protect her.

"Alright...I'll go," she finally conceded.

"We can be ourselves at the party. I'll make sure Allen sees us together, and after that he should move along to some other girl, although she won't be nearly as pretty," Sara said with a wink.

Marie smiled again, her cheeks turning pink at the compliment.

"How 'bout we buy new outfits for the party while we're here?" Sara said, finishing off her pretzel and gulping down the last of her lemonade.

"Sounds like a plan," Marie replied, likewise finishing her food.

The two then left to visit one of the many clothing stores. They decided to pick out Sara's outfit first. She typically enjoyed darker clothing, and some of her friends at school even called her goth, though she didn't consider herself to be.

"Ooooo, how about this?" Sara asked, holding up a thigh-length black pleated skirt with tattered edges.

"It looks like it went through a shredder," Marie laughed. "It is kinda cute though."

"Pair this with some fishnets and boots, it'd look awesome," Sara said, running her fingers over the fabric. "Now then, what to wear with it?" She asked, perusing the nearby selection of tops. Marie selected one, a black blouse with see-thru sleeves and a fishnet pattern outline along the top and midsection.

"I love it!" Sara squealed.

Marie laughed at her enthusiasm, as their focus shifted to an outfit for herself.

Marie came across a pink knee-length wavy skirt she liked, but upon turning to ask Sara her opinion, she found her girlfriend holding up a little black dress. It was sleeveless and had straps that tied at the back of the neck, and a flared skirt that only reached just past the thighs.

"I usually don't wear things that short..." Marie said, looking at the length of the dress.

"Babe, your figure is perfect for this. How about you try it on at least? See how it feels?" Sara said, nudging her towards the dressing room.

"I guess it couldn't hurt," Marie chuckled, taking the dress and heading into the changing room. To her surprise, Sara came with her.

She watched as Sara slipped out of her t-shirt and jeans, revealing her crimson bra and panties that hugged her curves so perfectly. Marie was immediately turned on, and fidgeted as she watched Sara don the outfit she'd selected. She gave a little twirl and looked in the mirror. "I like it. I've got the stockings and boots at home to go with it." Sara said, smiling at her reflection. "Whatcha think?"

"I-it's...gorgeous," Marie whispered breathlessly. Sara giggled and turned, giving Marie a soft kiss.

"Your turn, babe."

Marie shed her clothing and slipped on the little black dress. Sara stepped behind her, helping to tie the straps in place. Marie then looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't help but smile a little.

"It's...really nice," she said somewhat hesitantly. She was used to skirts that went down to at least her knees, so to be in a slinky dress that just barely covered her thighs made her a little apprehensive.

"It's beautiful," Sara said, wrapping her arms around Marie's waist from behind and resting her head on her shoulder. She smiled at their reflections, kissing Marie's cheek. "You're drop-dead gorgeous, babe."

Marie's cheeks flushed again, and she turned to face Sara, who kept her arms around her waist.

"You really think so?"

"Would I lie to you?" Sara said with a sly grin, leaning in for another kiss.

Marie melted into the kiss. She had to admit, as nervous as she was in the skimpy dress, it did make her feel sexy, and she knew paired with the right heels, it would definitely turn heads at the party. And with Sara there to protect her, she'd feel safe in it.

The kiss lasted for a long time, arms wrapped around each other as they shared a loving embrace. Sara helped Marie back out of the dress, while kissing across her cheek and neck.

"S-Should we be doing this in here?" Marie whispered.

"You're so irresistible, I can't help it," Sara whispered back, dropping to her knees.

She could see that Marie already had a prominent bulge under her panties. She pulled the front of the fabric aside to allow it to spring free, and immediately leaned forward, placing her lips around it.

Marie held her breath, trying not to moan, as the door to the changing room was extremely thin. This became harder however as she felt Sara's mouth envelop her. That warm, moist feeling was so exquisite that it made it difficult to remain quiet.

Sara reached around, groping Marie's ass as she continued to slide her lips up and down the hard shaft. Marie's knees shook as she tried to maintain her balance, watching her sexy raven-haired girlfriend's lips engulf her. "Oh Sara," she whispered, biting her lip to hold back her urge to moan.

It wasn't long before she experienced the now familiar feeling of an impending orgasm. Sara's talented mouth was wrapped perfectly around her, soft lips slipping over the full length so easily. Marie's entire body shook as she felt it happen. Pulses of thick, white seed splashed into Sara's mouth, and she hungrily swallowed it all.

Marie helped Sara back onto her feet, kissing her again. She tasted the remnants of her orgasm and was growing more used to the flavor the more Sara's tongue danced across hers. As they passionately made out, Marie slipped her hand into Sara's crimson panties, and found that her lips were already wet. She ran two fingers across the soft folds, getting them nice and wet with her nectar. She then slid one finger inside of Sara, and Sara moaned into their kiss. For a moment Marie was afraid someone outside might hear, but nevertheless she continued.

She began to kiss and suckle on Sara's neck as she inserted a second finger. Sara's walls clung to her fingers so tightly. She could feel the muscles constricting as she thrust them in and out, now fully slicked with Sara's juices. Sara found herself biting her lip as Marie had done before, trying desperately to hold back moans.

Marie leaned her head down, slipping Sara's bra down so that it hung limp around her stomach, and took one of the hard, pink nipples between her lips, suckling on it and flicking it with her tongue. Sara ran her fingers through Marie's silky blonde hair, both out of habit and for balance.

From the combination of her girlfriend's fingers pumping in and out of her tightness, and the warm mouth around her nipple, Sara felt a powerful orgasm rock her body. She clutched Marie's head and brought it back up for another kiss. Marie sighed happily against the other's lips, both girls fully satisfied from their impromptu dressing room romp.

Marie pulled her hand from Sara's panties and licked her fingers clean with a smile. "I love the way you taste," she whispered to Sara as they both got dressed.

"Likewise," Sara replied.

The two exited the dressing room. A nearby security guard gave them a shifty look and both girls couldn't help but giggle. They paid for their clothes and practically ran from the store.

Chapter V

Finally the night of the party had arrived. Their high school had won the homecoming game and spirits were high.

Marie decided on a matching set of undergarments to go with the little black dress. She slipped on a pair of black lace panties and bra. She then slid on the dress, smoothing out the front before strapping on her two-inch black heels. After applying a modest amount of makeup and styling her hair, she was ready, albeit still a little nervous, to hit the party.

Sara arrived within minutes of Marie finishing up getting dressed. She was clad in the blouse and skirt she'd bought at the mall, as well as a pair of thigh high fishnet stockings and knee-high, high-heeled boots that were laced up in the front. Her nails were painted black as well.

They looked each other over appreciatively before getting into Sara's car to head to the party. After a short conversation and a very interesting rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody, they arrived at Allen's house.

Sara held Marie's hand as they approached the front door. There were people outside in clusters, hanging around talking and drinking. They could hear the music from inside.

"You ready?" Sara asked.

"Let's do this," Marie responded with a confident nod.

With that, Sara knocked on the door with her free hand, which was promptly opened by Allen, who stood on the other side in a pair of shorts and a tank top.

"Welcome to mi casa, ladies!" He shouted over the music, clearly already a little inebriated.