she’d soon be writhing in the grip of her first lesbian-induced orgasm. Would she meet the girls again? she wondered as she sucked the brunette’s clitoris into her hot mouth. Repeatedly sweeping her tongue over the solid protrusion, she knew that she’d meet the girls for lesbian sex again. This was only sex, she thought dreamily. She wasn’t a lesbian – was she?
Her orgasm erupting, shaking her young body to the core, Anne sucked and mouthed on the other girl’s clitoris and took her to her earth-shuddering climax. Writhing on the mattress, lost in her sexual delirium, she reached up and squeezed the firm mounds of the girl’s breasts and pinched her ripe nipples to add to her pleasure. The three-way coupling was driving her wild: her mouth flooded with orgasmic milk as she thought how soft and gentle girls were, compared to men. Alan and Rick had been good, she reflected in the grip of her orgasm. But the feel of another girl’s tongue, the loving gentleness of the forbidden act … Bisexual. The word played on her mind as she sucked on the brunette’s pulsating clitoris.
‘Wow, you were good,’ the dark-haired girl breathed. ‘That was brilliant.’
‘Would you like to join us again?’ the blonde asked Anne, sitting upright and licking her juice-glossed lips. ‘We come here most days in our lunch break.’
Anne propped herself up on her elbows as the brunette sat beside her. ‘I don’t know,’ she breathed, the taste of female sex milk lingering on her tongue. ‘I’m not a lesbian.’
‘We’re not lesbians, either,’ the blonde said, with a giggle. ‘We both have boyfriends but … well, there’s nothing like another girl’s tongue.’
‘We’d better get going,’ the other girl said, leaping off the mattress and grabbing her clothes.
Anne wasn’t sure what to say as the girls dressed. She clambered to her feet, slipped her knickers up her long legs and waited by the door. Should she meet them again? she wondered. She’d certainly enjoyed her initiation into lesbian sex, but she felt uneasy about her new-found pleasure. Her uncharacteristic emotions worried her as she watched the girls kissing passionately. This wasn’t right, she thought as her clitoris swelled. Male and female fit but … but she couldn’t deny the immense pleasure she’d derived from the three-way lesbian coupling.
‘Will you be here tomorrow?’ the blonde asked her. ‘By the way, I’m Dee and this is Angela.’
‘I’m Anne,’ she breathed. ‘Yes, yes – I’ll be here tomorrow.’
‘That’s good. I’ll look forward to sucking your little tits.’
‘So will I,’ Angela chipped in.’
‘You mentioned that you had boyfriends,’ Anne said. ‘Do you share them? I mean …’
‘No, never,’ Dee replied. ‘We’re going to be late. By the way, shave your pussy. See you tomorrow.’
Anne closed her eyes as Dee locked her full lips to hers and kissed her. She could taste her own pussy juice as the girl’s tongue slipped into her mouth, and she wondered what she’d got herself into. Then Angela kissed her, and she felt her stomach flutter. A battle between right and wrong raging in her tormented mind, she was pleased when the girls finally left. She grabbed her bag, ambled down the stairs and stepped out into the sunshine. She wasn’t sure how she felt as she sat on the grass and recalled the lesbian acts she’d indulged in. These were new and confusing emotions, and Anne found herself lost in her swirling thoughts.
She began to think about her teenage body and how she could not only lure men into having sex with her, but attract other girls too. Hayley wouldn’t have indulged in lesbian sex, she thought. She was too refined and perfect to do such naughty things. But was it really that bad to have sex with another girl? After all, it was only fun, and most gratifying. But Anne still found her predicament confusing. What if word got out? she wondered. What would people think of her?
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Her orgasm erupting, shaking her young body to the core, Anne sucked and mouthed on the other girl’s clitoris and took her to her earth-shuddering climax. Writhing on the mattress, lost in her sexual delirium, she reached up and squeezed the firm mounds of the girl’s breasts and pinched her ripe nipples to add to her pleasure. The three-way coupling was driving her wild: her mouth flooded with orgasmic milk as she thought how soft and gentle girls were, compared to men. Alan and Rick had been good, she reflected in the grip of her orgasm. But the feel of another girl’s tongue, the loving gentleness of the forbidden act … Bisexual. The word played on her mind as she sucked on the brunette’s pulsating clitoris.
‘Wow, you were good,’ the dark-haired girl breathed. ‘That was brilliant.’
‘Would you like to join us again?’ the blonde asked Anne, sitting upright and licking her juice-glossed lips. ‘We come here most days in our lunch break.’
Anne propped herself up on her elbows as the brunette sat beside her. ‘I don’t know,’ she breathed, the taste of female sex milk lingering on her tongue. ‘I’m not a lesbian.’
‘We’re not lesbians, either,’ the blonde said, with a giggle. ‘We both have boyfriends but … well, there’s nothing like another girl’s tongue.’
‘We’d better get going,’ the other girl said, leaping off the mattress and grabbing her clothes.
Anne wasn’t sure what to say as the girls dressed. She clambered to her feet, slipped her knickers up her long legs and waited by the door. Should she meet them again? she wondered. She’d certainly enjoyed her initiation into lesbian sex, but she felt uneasy about her new-found pleasure. Her uncharacteristic emotions worried her as she watched the girls kissing passionately. This wasn’t right, she thought as her clitoris swelled. Male and female fit but … but she couldn’t deny the immense pleasure she’d derived from the three-way lesbian coupling.
‘Will you be here tomorrow?’ the blonde asked her. ‘By the way, I’m Dee and this is Angela.’
‘I’m Anne,’ she breathed. ‘Yes, yes – I’ll be here tomorrow.’
‘That’s good. I’ll look forward to sucking your little tits.’
‘So will I,’ Angela chipped in.’
‘You mentioned that you had boyfriends,’ Anne said. ‘Do you share them? I mean …’
‘No, never,’ Dee replied. ‘We’re going to be late. By the way, shave your pussy. See you tomorrow.’
Anne closed her eyes as Dee locked her full lips to hers and kissed her. She could taste her own pussy juice as the girl’s tongue slipped into her mouth, and she wondered what she’d got herself into. Then Angela kissed her, and she felt her stomach flutter. A battle between right and wrong raging in her tormented mind, she was pleased when the girls finally left. She grabbed her bag, ambled down the stairs and stepped out into the sunshine. She wasn’t sure how she felt as she sat on the grass and recalled the lesbian acts she’d indulged in. These were new and confusing emotions, and Anne found herself lost in her swirling thoughts.
She began to think about her teenage body and how she could not only lure men into having sex with her, but attract other girls too. Hayley wouldn’t have indulged in lesbian sex, she thought. She was too refined and perfect to do such naughty things. But was it really that bad to have sex with another girl? After all, it was only fun, and most gratifying. But Anne still found her predicament confusing. What if word got out? she wondered. What would people think of her?
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