That quick, trashy blowjob I'd given at the camp had awakened something in me: lust. I'd long repressed my bisexual tendencies, and buried my femme s...de. And now they were awake.When I got back home from the cabin, Sunday, I dug out my old friend, Dildo Daggins, and went to work on my ass. I came three times that night.It was hard to concentrate, and to sit, at work Monday, but I managed. That evening, I got my boxes of girly clothes and supplies out of storage, and went through trying to. I touched her hairy pussy to see if she would wake up and she didn't move. Assured, I laid on my stomach and slowly moved in towards her pussy until my face was an inch away from her lips. I was very nervous being between her thick legs knowing she could wake up at any moment but leaned in further anyway and took a big sniff of her hairy cunt. My nose was touching her pussy lips I was so close.The aroma of her hairy pussy was magnificent, and she was also very wet for some reason because when I. Only she and I know how embarrassingly often sheprotected me in the last years of high school.I've always been the brunt of jokes, teasing, and bullying at school. Iwas called gay, fag, girlie-girl, wimp, mouse, and pee-on. I wasunderdeveloped everywhere, and I mean everywhere. Once the guys in gymclass threw me naked into the girl's change room because they said Iwas a girl and shouldn't be with the men. Always, Talyn was there. Shefought for me, even against guys twice her size. Amazingly,. We grew up together and I being a South Indian and she being a Punjabi couldn’t gel well with the other local kids in Gujarat where both our parents were transferred.We started playing together different kinds of sports, games and hangout very often. We became best friends, started spending time together and had best of our time. Both of us grew up with great body and good looks but we never felt that attraction between us. Instead, we always stayed away from the typical boyfriend/girlfriend.