Lisa and Lola, Part 2

                             Lisa and Lola 
                               part 2 
                            By Eleanora Fagin

Lisa awakened to her mother's voice. "C'mon honey, time to wake up".

"O.K. ma, I'll be up in a second". As her mother walked out the door, Lisa
struggled to get oriented. Who was she, where was she, why was she so
confused, why did she feel so good?

She remembered falling into bed last night, emotionately exhausted, as soon as
she had gotten home. Then she remembered where she had been and just why she
felt so good. Reaching down beside the bed to get her cigarettes out of her
jean pocket, she realized she hadn't bothered to put her pajamas on when she
went to bed. She took the lone Marlboro out, crumpled the empty pack, and put
the cig in her mouth. She then grabbed for her lighter, and when she got it
out, she realized it was her special gift. She looked at that wonderful
inscription, "Lola", and caressed the Zippo gently. She took an ash tray out
of her nightstand and lit up. The window was closed, but she didn't care. If
her mother busted her that was alright. She felt so happy, nothing could
bother her.

Laying, nude, on her back, she drew the smoke directly into her lungs for as
long as she could and blew it out. She didn't take the cigarette out of her
mouth, because her hands were busy doing other things. Her left hand was
massaging her right nipple, while her right hand was stroking her clitoris
more than gently. The seventh grader had occasionally played with herself the
past few months, but never intensely, and never with a sense of purpose. But
now she was aroused.  The taste of Lola's tongue was still in her mouth as she
she moved from one nipple to the other, and from her clit to down inside her
vagina, all the while inhaling on the cigarette that was perpindicular to her
body, imagining it was Lola that she was sucking on. She saw her girlfriends
face before her, and imagined it was her rubbing her private parts. As the
tingling she felt grew into a sensation more intense than any she could have
imagined, she rubbed harder and faster and smoked harder and faster. Her pussy
juices flowed as they never had in her young life. These sensations were all
so new to her but there was more.

The movements that a moment ago were conscious, the rubbing, the inserting,
the sucking all became effortless. There was no longer need for thought. She
had broken through to a new consciousness where every movement was naturally
in sync with every other movement and emotion. A flutter in her pussy spread
to her legs and breasts, then her toes and head. She screamed "Oh fuck, oh
shit, oh fuck, oh shit, I must be cumming, oh, shit, oh fuck, I can't believe
how wonderful this is, it's like my pussy has beautiful flowers growing out of
it. Oh my God, I want to feel this all the time, and I want to feel it with
Lola".

The cigarette in her mouth had burned down to the filter. She would have liked
another, but the pack and a half she had after school yesterday were all gone.
She took her hand from her cunt and put two fingers in her mouth. She imagined
that they came from Lola. Would Lola do with her what she did to herself? She
was going to find out for sure.

Lisa showered, dressed, and went downstairs for breakfast. Her mother didn't
ask about the racket. Had she not heard, or had she heard and known? Either
way, Lisa felt no embarrassment. She just felt happy.

She stopped by the convenience store on her way to school. The morning clerk,
Brenda, was in her early twenties. "Pack of Marlboros, Lisa"?

"Not today, make it Camel non-filters instead. I feel like trying something
new". She pulled the strip off the pack, and cellophane off the top. After a
couple of quick raps, she undid the aluminum foil and coaxed a cigarette out
and put the bottom end between her lips. She took that wonderful lighter out
of her pocket rubbed it against her jeans to open it and then in the other
direction to light it. She put the flame to  the Camel and drew in
strongly. After a moment, she inhaled all the smoke deep into her lungs and
exhaled, first just through her mouth, then through both her mouth and nose.
She paused a couple of seconds and repeated the procedure. Boy this was
satisfying. As Lisa stood there for a minute, smoking intently, she noticed
Brenda watching her. She smiled back and batted her eyelashes. Funny, while
she always enjoyed flirting with the male clerks, this was the first time she
thought of doing it with a female. And it felt so natural.

Lisa left the store and headed for school. A block away, she saw the before
school smoking crowd hanging around the usual spot across from the schoolyard.
Holly was there, along with seven other 7th graders, a dozen or so 8th graders,
and a few 6th graders. No Lola though. Lisa hadn't really expected her to be
there. The new girl hadn't yet become part of the regular crowd.

Lisa arrived, said her hellos, and lit up another Camel. She offered one to
Holly, who declined, saying they were too strong for her, then bumming a Kent
Ultra-lite off of Sally Potter. Lisa felt so much more mature than Holly and
the other girls, even the 8th graders. She kept looking around to see if Lola
was coming down the street, nervously inhaling and exhaling, hardly taking any
time to breath in the regular air. When the other kids started to walk across
the street, she told Holly to go along without her, not explaining why.

She stood alone on the corner, hoping that Lola hadn't gotten to school early,
or worse, wasn't coming in today. She lit another cigarette and paced
nervously, looking around continuously,just in case Lola might come from
another direction. Then she saw someone coming from the other end of the
block. The person was far away, but Lisa could sense who it was.  She wanted
to run up the street just to get to her more quickly, but she decided to keep
her cool. She flipped the butt of her cigarette in the air and quickly lit
another. She could now make out that beautiful face.  She waved to it, and
when she got a wave back, she quivered. She heard the school bell ring. She
knew they were going to be late, but she could hardly care.

Lola approached and grabbed Lisa's hand, squeezing it and smiling a smile that
made Lisa weak. Lisa took a long draw on her cigarette and then impetuously
embraced Lola and blew the smoke in her mouth, then stuck her tongue as far as
she could down Lola's throat. The smoke, instead of escaping into the air,
stayed in their communal mouth, moving from throat to throat as they breathed.

Lisa was relieved that Lola still wanted to make out, that it wasn't just a
one time thing, and feeling kind of bold, she moved her hand down between
Lola's legs, rubbing gently, but preparing to pull back if she were rebuffed.
But that was not the case. Instead, Lola hugged her hard and started
moaning,"Ooh that feels so good, I couldn't get you out of my mind all night.
Ooh shit, what a great way to start the day. Your going to make me come right
here on the street."

Lisa knew they were late for school, and knew they were being nasty in a
public place. Hell, they were only fifty yards from the school. Not only could
they get in trouble, but if the other kids knew what was going on, they would
be branded lesbians, their reputations would be shot.

Lisa decided she didn't care a bit, as long as Lola didn't, and it certainly
didn't appear so, for Lola was writhing and shouting. "Oh fuck, I'm so hot, go
faster, for fuck's sake. Yeah, that's it, keep rubbing, my pussy's really on
fire now. I'm starting to fucking come now. Shit, wow, ungh, ow, yesssss".

Lola gave Lisa's ass a little squeeze and kissed her once more. Lisa lit two
cigarettes and put one between Lola's lips. They inhaled at the same time,
trying to keep in sync with each other. Neither wanted to stop first, so by
the time they both ran out of room in their mouths, they had taken in an
amazing amount of smoke. After filling thei respective lungs, they blew into
each other faces for the longest time, until there was no smoke left.

Lisa looked into Lola's eyes and spoke. "I couldn't get you out of my mind
either. This morning I played with myself thinking about you, and came for the
first time in my life". She fondled the lighter and held it up. "When I found
this, I didn't know what to make of it. Why did you put it in my pocket?".

"Ig ave it to you so you'd have something to remember me by when I wasn't
around. I guess it worked. Keep it as long as you want to be reminded of me".

"You mean like eternity?".

The two girls walked toward the school, making plans to meet between each
class. Then, of course they had gym together, and they had the same lunch
period. School might be some fun after all. As they got to the door they each
took one last, long drag, flipped their cigarettes away, smiled at each other,
and walked in the door.

To be continued

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