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The Perfect Date
by Collegewriter (collegewriter2006@yahoo.com)

***

Lauren is going to the prom with the hottest guy in 
school, but her friend Beth has other ideas. (FF-teens, 
1st-lesbian-expr, mast)

***

As the end of the school year approached, Lauren Abrams 
got more and more excited – not for summer vacation, 
but for her school's Junior Prom. Lauren was a cute 16 
year old junior, with brown hair and a beautiful tan 
complexion, about 5'6" and 135 with a very athletic 
build. She stayed in shape by playing soccer and hockey 
year-round, but while sports helped tone her physique, 
they also left her a little bigger than what would be 
considered "hot" by guys her age, and with smaller 
breasts (34b) than all the guys said they wanted on 
girls. 

Lauren also didn't wear the tight, revealing clothes 
that many of the other girls in her class did in hopes 
attracting guys' attentions. Lauren was much happier in 
loose jeans and a t-shirt than tight black pants and a 
halter top. While not exactly a tomboy, Lauren could 
hang with the guys and talk sports with the best of 
them, which led many guys to count her among their 
friends, but not consider her as a possible hookup. 
Time after time Lauren had been passed over by the boys 
for the class hotties or sluts. 

Lauren was excited for the prom, not only because it 
was her first formal dance, but because one of the 
hottest guys in the school had asked her to be his 
date. Craig Johnson was the senior star quarterback of 
the state finalist football team and his movie-star 
good looks drove just about every girl at school crazy. 

Lauren had never really considered herself sexy, but 
had spent extra time to get ready for her special 
night. Two weeks before the prom, she went dress 
shopping with her best friend Beth. The two girls had 
been friends since junior high, but they were almost 
complete opposites: Beth being a petite redheaded 
dancer with VERY ample proportions for her 5' frame. 

Beth and Lauren plowed through store after store at the 
mall, trying on dress after dress, each girls searching 
for the perfect dress. Beth quickly found a dress that 
suited her – a tight, low-cut black dress with a 
trendy, uneven hemline and red accents that highlighted 
her hair and face perfectly, and flaunted her perfect 
body. Beth also picked a fake solitaire diamond pendant 
that drew almost all the attention to her ample 
cleavage. 

Lauren was having more difficulty, and was becoming 
frustrated because, in her opinion, everything she 
tried on made her look fat. Beth tried to convince 
Lauren that she looked good in a number of dresses, but 
the looks she received from her best friend quickly 
convinced her that it would best to let Lauren choose 
her own dress. In order to alleviate the tension she 
felt building, Beth shifted the subject of the 
conversation away from dresses.

"So, are you guys gonna... you know, do it tonight?" 
she asked her friend.

Lauren blushed deeply and quickly turned to face her 
friend, almost dropping the dress that she had in her 
hand.

"Beth! It's just a date! And besides, I have barely 
done anything with a guy."

"So? Its prom, silly! Everyone knows you lose your 
virginity your first prom night."

"You're planning on losing your virginity to Eric after 
prom?" Beth had been dating Eric, a varsity wrestler, 
for almost a month. Lauren liked Eric, but didn't know 
if she approved of him enough to let her best friend 
sleep with him. 

"Well, I'm kinda, sorta not a virgin, Lauren," Beth 
sheepishly admitted.

"What?!" Lauren was shocked, not only because her best 
friend was a virgin, but also because she hadn't been 
told about it. "Bee, you gotta tell me about it," 
Lauren begged.

"Maybe another time, Lauren, I don't really want to 
talk about it."

Lauren was smart enough to know when not to press an 
issue, and went back to eliminating dresses out of the 
pile she had dragged to the dressing room. An hour 
later, Lauren finally settled on a pastel blue gown 
that showed off the little cleavage that she had, but 
was flowing enough to hide her self-described "thunder-
thighs." 

Beth stared at her best friend unabashedly, letting her 
eyes roam up and down Lauren's body, having never seen 
her look so feminine. Beth had been sexually attracted 
to girls, but had never pursued her desires to anything 
beyond fleeting thoughts, at that moment, however, she 
saw a beautiful woman in her best friend that she never 
knew was there, and was tempted to act on her feelings 
for the first time.

Beth smiled softly, "You look amazing Lauren! Craig is 
gonna flip when he sees you!"

Lauren blushed for the second time that afternoon, not 
only for Beth's comments, but also because she caught 
her friend's eyes roving over her body. She quickly 
dismissed the thought that her best friend was checking 
her out, and made her way up to the register to pay for 
her new dress.

**

The Friday before the prom, Lauren slept over at Beth's 
house so they could start their day early. The girls 
had big plans to get ready for the dance the next 
night: the salon to get facials and manicures, then the 
hairdressers, then the florist to pick up boutonnières 
for their dates. Friday night, however, both girls were 
lounging on Beth's bed, eating Cheetos and watching 
movies. 

Something had been bothering Lauren for the last two 
weeks, and she finally felt that it was the right time 
to bring it up with her friend, "Beth, you said you 
weren't a virgin. I thought we told each other 
everything."

Beth laughed, "I HAVE told you everything I've done 
with a guy – I haven't done much more than you: I only 
let Eric go as far as fingering me a little." She 
leaned over to her bedside table, opened the drawer, 
and pulled out a small vibrator – about 6 inches long 
and an inch wide.

Lauren gaped, "Ohmygod Beth! Is that what I think it 
is?"

"Duh, Lauren. I do have needs, you know," Beth giggled. 
"Here, watch." 

Beth quickly slipped her pajama pants off, revealing a 
neatly trimmed patch of red pubic hair. She scooted up 
the bed and propped herself up on her stack of pillows, 
spreading her legs. Her hand slid between her legs and 
she pressed her palm against herself and began rubbing 
up and down. Lauren was in shock – she knew her friend 
masturbated, and so did she – but she couldn't believe 
that Beth was going at it right in front of her. 

Beth pushed her two middle fingers between her now 
soaking wet lips, becoming even more turned on than 
usual that she was doing this in front of her best 
friend. Beth moved her fingers up to her rapidly 
hardening clit, and began teasing it in slow circles. 
Suddenly she stopped, and picked up the vibrator from 
where it lay beside her. She reached back into her 
table and pulled out a condom, unwrapped it, and rolled 
it over the vibrator. Lauren couldn't help but stare as 
Beth slowly pushed the vibrator inside herself.
  
"My sister got me this for my fifteenth birthday," Beth 
explained, a little breathless, "I started out just 
using it on the outside, especially on my clit, but I 
wanted to feel it all the way inside me. So, a couple 
months ago, I propped it on a pillow, straddled it, and 
popped my own cherry."

"Didn't it hurt?"

"Yeah, and it bled a little, but I figured it was 
better doing it myself than having some guy I didn't 
really care about doing it for me and then bragging to 
all his friends about it."

Lauren laughed, "Well I guess that's one way to do it."

Beth was too preoccupied to respond as she had switched 
on her toy and was lying back with her eyes closed, 
obviously in rapture. She used her right hand to flick 
her clit back and forth, while her left reached up her 
shirt to pinch her nipples.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm," Beth moaned, as the orgasm swept over 
her body. "See, its so much quicker than just with your 
fingers, and definitely a lot less work! Here, you 
try."

Lauren was taken aback by her friend's request, "Um I 
dunno Beth, I'm not really sure."

Beth pulled the used condom off the vibrator and rolled 
on a new one before handing her toy over to her friend. 
"Just try it; I know you'll love it."

"OK, but I'm not putting it in me."

"It's all up to you, babe," reassured Beth, smiling.

  Lauren moved up the bed to lie next to her friend, 
turned on the vibrator and slid it into her pajama 
pants, moving the tip side to side over her pussy. 
"Uhhhh," she gasped as the new feelings surged over her 
body.

"You know, Lauren, it's a lot easier if you take off 
your pants," Beth prodded.

"No thanks, I'm fi – OHHHH," Lauren almost screamed as 
she pressed the vibrator right on her hard clit. She 
held it on her most sensitive spot for only a few 
seconds, before the biggest orgasm she had ever had 
made her arch her back and curl her toes. When it 
subsided she reached over and squeezed Beth's hand.

"Thanks for sharing that with me, Beth, now I just need 
to figure out where to get one of these for myself," 
Lauren laughed as she sat up.

"I'm sure my sister can pick one up for you, she's cool 
like that," Beth responded as she sat up and hugged her 
best friend. Lauren hugged her back, which Beth took as 
her cue, and kissed Lauren passionately on the lips. 
Lauren kissed her back, briefly, but broke the kiss and 
looked at her best friend.

"Beth, I love you, you're my best friend, but not in 
that way, I just don't feel right about doing this kind 
of stuff."

Beth hugged Lauren, "It's OK, I just thought – well, I 
don't know what I thought; I guess I was just a little 
curious, I've never done anything like that before, but 
I just love you so much."

  The two girls settled back on the bed to watch their 
movies, giggling and talking late into the night, until 
they finally fell asleep in the wee hours of the 
morning.

  The next morning, the two girls were awakened by 
Beth's mom, who dragged the comforter off the two still 
very sleepy girls. The girls straggled out of bed and 
threw on some clothes. They grabbed a quick breakfast 
of juice and bagels before piling into Beth's mom's car 
for their day of beauty improvements to get ready for 
the prom. 

The girls' excitement was evident by their huge smiles 
as the got their facials and manicures. After a morning 
of pampering, Beth and Lauren looked radiant, even in 
their slightly grungy street clothes, when they arrived 
at the hairdressers to put the finishing touches on 
their appearance for the night's festivities. The two 
teens were halfway through their haircuts when Lauren's 
cell phone rang.

"Hello? Hey Craig!" Lauren's smile widened even more 
talking to her date for that night. "After listening to 
Craig for only a few seconds, however, Lauren's face 
fell and tears appeared in her eyes. "Yeah, I 
understand, it's ok," Lauren was almost bawling as she 
hung up her phone.

"Did that jerk cancel on you at the last minute?"

"Yes," sobbed Lauren. "I have no idea who I can get to 
go with me at the last minute."

To be continued...

This is my first story; please send me feedback, either 
comments or suggestions on which way the story should 
go to collegewriter2006@yahoo.com. Who should Lauren 
take to the prom? Find out in part two...  

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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