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  LESBIAN INEXPERIENCE

  My Summer Babe

  Nicolette Dane

  Copyright © 2015 Nicolette Dane

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  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. All characters within this book are consenting adults over the age of 18.

  Nicolette Dane

  Nicolette Dane landed in Chicago after studying writing in New York City. She flitted in and out of various jobs until she decided to choose herself and commit to writing full-time. Her work focuses mainly on female bisexual, bicurious, and lesbian erotic romance, however she does sometimes write about romantic encounters with men.

  Although she spent her younger days as a bisexual, Nico eventually found herself in a perfect and amazing relationship with a woman whom she later married. The two live happily together in one of Chicago's hip neighborhoods on the west side. Their dream is to be able to travel frequently and never be bound to one single location. As Nico's writing takes off, this dream is becoming more of a reality.

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  Your “Look Inside” Quickie

  “Do you want to touch it?” asked Alexa. “It’s smooth. You can feel it.”

  Mandy stepped a little closer to Alexa now, though that small shower had them quite close already. She reached her fingers out and ran them over Alexa’s pussy, along her lips and up her pubis. It felt soft and very smooth.

  “Mmm,” moaned Alexa softly. “Do it again.”

  Mandy complied, rubbing her wet fingers up Mandy’s pussy and then immediately did it a few more times.

  “You can explore,” said Alexa. “It’s just like yours.”

  Mandy took two fingers and rubbed back and forth between Alexa’s outer lips, massaging her pussy and up to the clit. She could feel Alexa’s pussy begin to release a moisture more viscous than the shower water covering the rest of their bodies. Alexa placed her hands on Mandy’s shoulders and presented herself, letting Mandy explore.

  MORE STORIES IN THIS SERIES

  Mandy’s Best Friend

  Our Sleepover Panties

  Bikini Shopping

  Take Off My Panties

  Mandy Shaved Bare

  MY SUMMER BABE

  Mandy sat in the passenger seat of Alexa’s Mom’s car, a red Mercedes coupe, with the top down. Alexa was in the driver seat, primping her hair in the rearview mirror, as they waited in traffic. The two had decided to take a day trip to a small resort town on the West Michigan side of Lake Michigan. The warm breezy air coursed over them as they pulled into the charming downtown and stopped at a traffic light. People were milling about in beachwear, floppy hats, sunglasses. Gift stores and restaurants adorned the street. Across the intersection from them was a grouping of ten motorcycles, revving their engines.

  The light turned and Alexa pushed her bare foot on the gas.

  “This place is amazing,” said Mandy.

  “It’s cute, isn’t it?” said Alexa. “I used to come here every summer with my family.”

  “I can’t believe your Mom let us take her car overnight,” said Mandy. “Everyone’s gonna think we’re rolling in it.” She patted her hand on the outside of the car door.

  “Great,” said Alexa, laughing. “Maybe we’ll get whatever we want.”

  “Just watch for stop signs,” said Mandy suddenly, Alexa slamming the breaks quickly to stop. Both young women laughed.

  “Oops,” said Alexa.

  “This place is crazy overrun with people,” said Mandy. “I can’t believe it.” She looked around the streets and saw families walking together, people sitting at a table in front of an ice cream store eating their treats, an older hippie guy gracefully zooming by on a too-small scooter.

  “A lot of people have summer houses here,” said Alexa. “It’s always busy this time of year.”

  “Where are we staying?” said Mandy. “Do you guys have a house?”

  “My Aunt and Uncle do,” said Alexa. “But I got us an AirBnB rental. Some little guest cottage off of someone else’s house.”

  “Awesome,” said Mandy. “How close is it to the lake?”

  “It’s, like, right on the lake,” said Alexa. “We’re literally on the beach.”

  “You’re kidding me,” beamed Mandy. “I’ve always wanted to stay in a cabin right on the lake.” She danced in her seat with her arms above her head, hooting into the warm lake breeze. Alexa laughed at her.

  “I thought you might be excited,” Alexa said. She reached over and pinched Mandy’s side, which caused Mandy to squirm and giggle.

  “Take me to the cabin,” Mandy demanded playfully, pointing her finger dramatically forward. “Full speed ahead.”

  “Aye aye,” said Alexa. “Whatever my summer babe wants.” They looked at each other and smiled, their eyes hidden behind oversized sunglasses, and Alexa sped up, having left the little town, and venturing now down winding back roads along the lake.

  *

  Flinging the door to the little cottage open, the girls sauntered in, each carrying a small duffle bag at their side. The cottage was quite small, only having a single room and a bathroom, but inside was a kitchenette at one corner, a sitting area at the opposite corner, and a one big bed along the middle of a wall. It was light and airy in the cottage, a few windows having already been open, and two big bay windows covered one side, allowing them to look out at Lake Michigan.

  “Holy cow,” said Mandy, setting her duffle down and walking through the cottage. “This place is like a dream. I mean, it’s like a magazine.”

  Alexa laughed, tossing her duffle onto the bed.

  “Do you see this view?” said Mandy, leaping toward one of the bay windows, unlocking it, and pushing it open. The rollicking sound of waves gushed in along with a cool gust of wind.

  Alexa popped her loose oversized tee-shirt off to reveal a purple bikini top underneath, letting the tee fall to the floor.

  “I’m ready to go hop into the lake,” she said, wiggling her chest a bit. “I’ve been waiting to get to Lake Michigan ever since I got home from college.”

  “Okay,” said Mandy. “I just need to put my suit on.”

  Mandy grabbed her duffle bag off the ground, set it on the bed, and unzipped it. She dug through it to find her swimsuit, finally coming up with a white bikini with red polka dots all over it. As she did this, Alexa unbuttoned her own shorts and slid out of them, already dressed in her matching purple bikini bottoms.

  Kicking off her flip-flops first, Mandy dropped her shorts and kicked them off her feet. She then took her shirt off and tossed it on top of her shorts on the floor. Standing there in just her bra and knickers, she smiled at Alexa and turned around so that her back was to Alexa. She slid off her knickers, revealing a white tan-lined butt, and quickly pulled her bikini bottom on. Next, she undid her bra, dropped it, and began to position her bikini top on her chest.

  “Can you help me tie this?” Mandy asked. Alexa came over and tied it in the back for her.

  “Is that too tight?” asked Alexa.

  “No,” said Mandy. “That’s good.”

  “It looks like you’ve already gotten some sun this summer,” said Alexa playfully.

  “I try to lay out at home,” said Mandy. She turned around and struck a pose for Alexa, who giggled at her.

  Alexa stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Mandy’s waist, pulling her in for a hug, their bare stomachs grazing each other.

  Mandy felt herself get goosebumps and a tingle ran up her spine. She smiled and pulled her friend closer in a hug, laying her head on Alexa’s shoulder.

  Out on the beach, Alexa sat on her knees atop a towel, presenting her back for Mandy. Mandy squirted a white gob of sunblock on her hands, rubbed them together and began to cover Alexa’s back, shoulders, and arms in it. Mandy squirted another gob of the sunblock onto her hands and reached around, rubbing it on Alexa’s upper chest. Alexa closed her eyes, arched her back, and stuck her chest out as Mandy did this.

  Mandy positioned her towel toward the lake and lay back on it, her hands behind her and holding her up. Alexa sat on her towel, taking out her small sachet of rolling tobacco, and started to roll a cigarette. Gazing off into the lake, with her best friend at her side, Mandy felt so incredibly at ease. Time seemed like it stood still, she had no care in the world, and she considered that she could just die right now and be fine with it.

  “If she smokes,” started Alexa, handing Mandy the rollie. “She pokes.” Alexa poked Mandy impishly in the side. Mandy recoiled from the poke and laughed, taking the cigarette and lighting it in her mouth.

  “What does that even mean?” said Mandy, exhaling a cloud of smoke.

  “What?” said Alexa.

  “If she smokes, she pokes. What does that even mean?” asked Mandy once more. Alexa laughed.

  “It’s a thing I’ve heard guys say,” said Alexa. “It means, if she’s a smoker, she’ll probably have sex with you.”

  “Really?” Mandy said, now laughing. “They really
think that?”

  “Well,” said Alexa. “I don’t know. It stands to reason that if you’re a little bad in one way,” she said, taking the cigarette from Mandy and pulling from it. “You might be bad in another.” She exhaled.

  “Have you had sex with a guy?” asked Mandy, now turning on her side toward Alexa.

  Alexa, looking off into the lake and holding the rollie out in front of her, nodded affirmatively.

  “Really?” said Mandy. “A guy up at college?”

  “Yep,” said Alexa. “David is his name.” She ashed the cigarette into the sand and offered it back to her friend. “He lives in my dorm and we dated for a little while.”

  “Did you do it just once with him?” said Mandy.

  “A couple times,” said Alexa. “It was okay. It kinda hurts at first, especially because these guys don’t know what they’re doing. They don’t let you get wet or turned on enough.”

  Mandy laughed bashfully and looked away, taking a puff at the dwindling rollie.

  “Young guys just see dudes relentlessly pounding these chicks in pornos,” Alexa continued. “It’s like they have no idea what the clit is. They think we just need our pussies pillaged for a couple minutes to get us off.”

  “Stop,” said Mandy, giggling. “You’re embarrassing me,” she said in a coy whisper. Alexa laughed.

  “No, you stop,” said Alexa. “You’re 19 now. You mean to tell me you’ve never gone that far with a guy?”

  Mandy shook her head no.

  “Well, you’ll have to sooner or later,” said Alexa. “I mean, it’s bound to happen.”

  “I’m sure it will sometime,” said Mandy wistfully.

  “Make sure he wears a condom,” said Alexa. “Even though they suck. I hate them. But you got to be safe.”

  Mandy nodded and passed the last bit of the cigarette to Alexa.

  Waves softly crashed to the shoreline, bringing with them a cool breeze and that inimitable smell of Lake Michigan. The beach around them had few people on it, as their part of the lake was private residences. They could see a family a few houses down playing in the water with their kids. A sailboat went by about a mile out. Everything felt calm and secure.

  After an hour of sunbathing, Alexa stood up and brushed herself off. She looked around for a moment and stretched. Lying on her stomach, Mandy was engrossed in a book on her Kindle, hiding her face from the sun behind sunglasses and a floppy straw hat.

  “Wanna go in?” said Alexa, pulling her bikini bottoms out of her butt crack. She tossed her own sunglasses and hat down to the towel and stood above Mandy, looking down at her.

  “Sure,” said Mandy, dropping her Kindle and removing her sunglasses and hat. She stood up and stepped toward Alexa.

  “Race you!” called out Alexa, who then made a dash toward the lake.

  “Hey!” shouted Mandy, swiftly following behind her.

  The two girls sped across the sandy beach and crashed together into the water, kicking up splashes from their feet. Laughing, Mandy flew into Alexa, grabbing her around the waist, and pulled her down into her water.

  “Woo!” shouted Alexa, giggling and splashing. She jumped up and made her way further out into the water, getting deeper still, the water coming up to just above her stomach.

  Mandy chased after her, her movements slow and dramatic as the water held her back. Alexa stopped and Mandy collided into her, again tackling her, and the two girls fell into the water, going under and soaking both their heads.

  Alexa popped up first, laughing, and shaking her head side to side to get the excess water off her. As Mandy popped up, Alexa was smoothing out her hair behind her head, squeezing it together and letting it hang down her back. Mandy floated low in the water, letting the water sit above her shoulders.

  “This water is amazing,” said Mandy. “It’s like bathwater.”

  Alexa splashed some water at Mandy with her hand and smiled at her while Mandy lifted a hand up to block the splash from her face. Dropping herself to Mandy’s level now, Alexa floated low and moved closer to her, wrapping her arms around her underneath the water.

  “I’m glad we could come out here and do this,” said Alexa.

  “Me too,” said Mandy. “This place is magical.”

  Alexa planted a sweet, simple kiss on Mandy’s lips. She pulled back and smiled.

  As the waves rolled in from the lake, the girls played together in the water, swimming haphazardly around, diving under and seeing how far they swim out together, then raced back in toward the shore. Few people were around the beach now, as it was getting close to dinnertime, and the girls felt like they had some seclusion and privacy.

  Every so often, after swimming and goofing around, they would come together and kiss gently. Afterwards, Mandy would look around to make sure someone wasn’t watching them. Seeing no one, she would then kiss Alexa, touch her smooth skin under the water, run her hands over her back, and feel her wet hair.

  Coming out of the water first was Mandy, leaning her head to the side and wringing out her hair. Alexa followed close behind and as she approached Mandy she teasingly pushed her down. As Mandy tumbled she reached out and grabbed Alexa’s hand, both girls falling into the sand together, laughing and rolling around.

  “Let’s get moving,” said Alexa, patting Mandy on the butt. “We should get ready and then go out to dinner.”

  *

  Back up at their little cottage, Alexa stood naked and covered in sand, testing the temperature in the running shower. The bathroom was small and tight, barely big enough to accommodate a single person.

  “Why don’t you just join me?” said Alexa, popping her head out of the open bathroom door. “We can rinse off together and then get ready.”

  “I don’t know,” said Mandy, approaching the door now. “I can wait.”

  “Don’t be silly,” said Alexa. “You’re going to get sand all over the room. Just get in here with me. The water’s ready.”

  Mandy looked around with apprehension, as though someone were watching her.

  “Okay,” she acquiesced. “I guess it’d be all right.”

  Alexa smiled and pulled her into the bathroom.

  While Alexa hopped into the shower right away, Mandy slowly took off her bikini top and placed it in the sink. Following that, she slid out of her bottoms and placed those with her top. She now stood naked and sandy, and looked toward Alexa who was rinsing herself off in the open shower.

  “It’s kinda tight in there,” said Mandy.

  Alexa looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

  “Okay,” Mandy said. She followed her friend into the shower, the stream of water hitting her right away in the tight space, washing the sand quickly off of her.

  “Let me help you,” said Alexa. She ran her hands over Mandy’s body, brushing the sand off, moving Mandy around to get other sandy parts off her skin, and assisting the sand down the drain by kicking it with her feet.

  Mandy followed Alexa’s lead and moved her hands over Alexa’s body, helping to get the sand off.

  “Doesn’t this feel better?” said Alexa, running her hair under the water and then squeezing it out.

  Mandy nodded.

  “What?” said Alexa, still working through her hair.

  “Do you always shave it all off?” said Mandy.

  “What?” said Alexa. “This?” She pointed to the bare mound between her legs.

  “Yes,” said Mandy.

  “I have been lately,” said Alexa. “It makes me feel kinda sexy.”

  Mandy looked down at her own crotch, the hair neatly trimmed close but not bare like Alexa.

  “I trim mine,” said Mandy. “But shaving totally just seems like it would get itchy.”

  “Nah,” said Alexa. “I use witch hazel on it. Stings for a minute, but it prevents it from feeling itchy later.”

  They showered for another few moments in silence, with Mandy every so often looking to Alexa’s shaven crotch.

  “Do you want to touch it?” asked Alexa. “It’s smooth. You can feel it.”

  Mandy stepped a little closer to Alexa now, though that small shower had them quite close already. She reached her fingers out and ran them over Alexa’s pussy, along her lips and up her pubis. It felt soft and very smooth.