Lesbian

In the early hours of the morning Ginny and 17 years of student woke up to the sound of the television downstairs. She looked at her clock, it was 1:30. Ginny went down to investigate. She looked through a hole in their spiral staircase to get a clear view of the TV set.

On the TV was a porn movie she looked down the stairs… So she decided to watch the program. She saw how a beautiful young girl was showering when her mother came in and looked at her. The girl didn’t notice her and began to masturbate, in a fraction of a second she had come as she came the girl looked up in the mirror and saw her mother walking to her, kneeling on her knees and began to eat her daughter’s sweet young pussy.

Wendy waited impatiently for the movie to begin. It was already 15 minutes after midnight and the big girl with breasts was clearly in a bad mood. Her date for the evening had left her, none of her friends were there, and the only resort for entertainment was a lonely midnight movie. She sighed, she leaned back on the scratchy chair when the lights finally dim.

The theatre door opened and closed quickly, blinking a spear of light at the opening curtains. Some dumb guy walked down the aisle. She sat next to Wendy and annoyed the unhappy girl anyway. The theater was almost empty; There was no reason why this woman should only sit one chair away. The pre-movie ads for popcorn and licorice flourished to life and Wendy looked at the newcomer from the corner of her eye.

When I left college I had a degree in photography, and I was looking forward to becoming a full-time professional. What I didn’t count on was that there were at least 20 qualified candidates for each job. And my sex was definitely an obstacle, because they seemed to favor male photographers. I got discouraged and desperate, then I met Tish.

She was a new model and we quickly became friends. She was the one who suggested I take some glamour shots from her and try to sell them to men’s magazines. She thought being a woman was an asset in glamour photography. I rented a studio and while Tish dressed up, I put the locker room in jeans and a tee shirt, but it was a completely different Tish coming out. Talking about sexy, black fishnet stockings, black lacy panties, a frilly lacy braces belt and high heels shoes, a long string of pearls around her neck, dangling over her breasts. “Would you like it?” she turned her lips as she crossed the room. You think they’re sexy enough? I whistled out of appreciation. She was really a beautiful woman with soft breasts, and a smell of sweetness. If I were a man, I’d jump on her. God!

I get along with my apartmentmate Martha, but since we’re both working women and active on weekends, we don’t keep the apartment as neat and clean as we’d like. We never seemed to be able to find the time to put it right and clean it that really needed it, so that we despaired to ever get it back together. I heard a colleague of mine talking about a friend who had hired someone to help with the cleaning and I immediately realized that we should. I discovered the name of the cleaning lady and arranged to hire her for a Saturday that Martha and I would devote to our task. With three of us working, we should be able to do miracles in one day.

This story started more than a year ago. My husband and I had arranged to send our 15-year-old son to a summer camp where he wanted to go for a few months. Then my husband came up with the idea that we should also go on vacation. We chose Cyprus as our place to spend a few weeks.

We did all the planning, bought the tickets to fly over and made reservations in a beautiful hotel on a picturesque beach. We wanted to exchange our passports, cheques and money… When my husband told me he was going Japan had business to do.

Although I wasn’t looking forward to having friends tonight… I had to admit the food went well. My ribs were mildly painful from laughing at Steve tell us about how he tried to get into his football uniform and wide open the cross. You suggest that we feel more comfortable in the living room, so we all filled our wine glasses and moved to the living room. Dimly lit and soft music play the furniture filled quickly so I sat on your lap. Brian (who is never without a story) starts to tell us about the problems he had in chemistry at university and requires tutoring. He told us that all he learned from his teacher was the right way to fuck and we all laughed. This naturally leads to the exchange of our erotic school stories.

It was the middle of summer, and we were on vacation in the country. Hiking in the forest and cycling on the trails were our outdoor fun. We wanted to visit every national park before it was time to return to the real school world in autumn. Next year I graduated with an English degree and then another year. This was our last hooray for September.

After walking all morning he was ready for the longest ride of the bike paths. I was ready for a good dip in the cool water of the lake. So we broke up and met in our cabin for dinner. I waved goodbye and went to change the shower room on the beach. I came out with my favorite black bikini and a sun hat… And of course with my super strong sunscreen. (The dangers of honest skin.)

I was 17 when I decided to finally try to have sex with another girl. I had thought about it since I was a pre-teen, but had never had the courage to try anything, especially because I was afraid the word would come out all over town. A little background information:

My parents were mid-40s when I was 17; I had two sisters, Lora (16) and Lisa (15); My parents weren’t open-minded about “alternative lifestyles.”

While Donna was washing the morning dishes she looked out of her kitchen window and saw her daughter playing in the backyard with one of her neighbors. The girls had been playing with a tin ball. It was a warm morning and the girls had stopped playing and moved under the shadow of a maple tree where they drank water from a garden hose. They still felt playful and got wet. Donna laughed herself when they struggled to control the snake.

Allison Munro is frustrated. Her first year in college is over, and there was no fire, no awakening. Two poor and ordinary sexual experiences have not given her the wild times she wants to remember when she is old and grey. And then, quite unplanned, on a hot steamy night, she and her best friend start making love in the silence of a dark park, and her world changes. When every new sexual experience opens her eyes wider she sheds her inhibitions and becomes more wild and daring, seduces the brother of her friend, then father, then mother, reaching out to others around her, filled with the sensation of sexual conquest, the pride of a beautiful nymph, and the heat of bad desire.