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I knew I had lesbian tendencies ever since I saw one of my father’s sex magazines that showed two women kissing and touching each other’s breasts. I was fascinated with their breasts, as mine at the time were just beginning to grow. By the time I entered high school, I was buying sex magazines at the local dirty bookstore. I also loved taking showers after gym classes because I could see the other girls’ naked bodies, and especially their breasts. I was amazed at how different each girls breasts were; some big, some small, some cone-shaped, and some very rounded. My own breasts would tingle as I looked at the other girls, and I couldn’t wait to get home and in my room to masturbate thinking about them.

I graduated and went to a small community college outside of Topeka. There was only one dormitory for women, and my roommate was a girl from Kansas City named Brenda. She was a blonde like me and seemed nice. I was still quite shy, but Brenda wasn’t at all. After two nights she was walking around in her bra and panties. I was dying to get a look at her breasts and couldn’t keep my eyes off her. Then it happened. We were going to a movie on Saturday, and I was showering when she pulled aside the shower stall curtain and came inside with me.

“You’re taking too long, honey. We’re gonna be late if we don’t hurry.”

I just stood there, water splashing my back as I looked at her. She smiled and said, “Come on Lisa…let’s do each others backs.”

I grabbed the soap and looked down at her breasts. They weren’t huge but nicely rounded with extra puffy nipples. I mean, the whole nipple and areola were raised and looked like a teenagers budding breasts. I loved them, and my whole body trembled with excitement as I told her to turn around and began soaping her back, my eyes falling to her firm buttocks as I did. “Mmmmm that feels so good, Lisa,” she whispered.

I let her do my back and then I began soaping my breasts. She saw me and said, “You’ve got nice titties, Lisa. I wish mine were like yours.”

I laughed and said, “I love yours, especially your puffy nipples. They look like they just beg to be sucked.”

She smiled and said, “Have you ever sucked another girl’s nipples?”

I blushed and said, “No.”

She reached up and ran her fingers across her pink nubbins, making them stand out even more. Then she pinched them and rolled them in her fingertips. I just stared at her and felt my pussy getting wet. Then she brought her left hand down to her crotch and began fingering her pouting pussy. That did it; I reached up and felt her breasts, kneading her nipples as she did. She moaned and kept fingering her pussy. Then she took her other hand and put it on my pussy. I gasped and she just smiled as she slipped a finger into my soaking wet cunt.

“Suck my nipples, Lisa.”

I quickly leaned down and took the puffy nipple into my mouth and began sucking. She moaned even louder, and I felt my orgasm approaching as her finger found my swollen clitoris and rubbed it until I came, my juices flooding her fingers as my mouth sucked her fantastic nipple, then the other one until she groaned and mumbled, “I’m cumming too!!!” and I reached down to yank her hand from her cunt and replace it with my own so I could feel her pussy convulsing as she had her orgasm.

Later, after the movie, we shared her bed and sucked and fondled each other’s pussies until, finally, we ended in a sixty-nine that was a first for both of us. Needless to say, it was the beginning of a wonderful relationship that continued until we graduated. I’ve found two other women with puffy nipples since, but none gave me the same thrill as I had with Brenda.

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Hey Melanie! … Startled out of my studies, I looked up to see my best friend Heather standing over me excitedly, the tendrils of he long red hair falling around her heart shaped face. Her bright green eyes sparkled with happiness. I’d been in love with Heather since the day we met after our psych lecture, and I found out she was gay over coffee at the corner. But, as far as I knew, she had a girlfriend. It was a miserable, codependent relationship in my opinion, and I thought that she was perfect for me, but she never seemed to be aware of the sexual tension that existed between us; pulsing below the surface.

“Mel? You there?” she said, snapping me out of my reverie.

“Huh? Oh yeah, what was it you wanted to tell me?”

“I’ve done it! I’ve broken up with her!”

“What?”
“Seriously! It’s over! I’m going to club Sabor tonight to celebrate. Wanna come with?”

“Uhh, sure!” I was still trying to absorb the news of her break up. Now was my chance. Tonight, I could make her mine. My pussy moistened at the thought.

The club was completely packed tonight, not really a surprise, considering that Sabor was the only gay club for miles. I stared in the bathroom mirror, pulling myself together. I was wearing a low-cut, tight, sky-blue dress that just barely covered the tops of my nipples, which were already hardened in anticipation of the night to come. I slid a finger inside my pussy and played with my wet lips, easily working around the silver thong I was wearing. I fingered my clit, imagining Heather’s plump lips encircled around it, tasting, licking. I slid three fingers inside of myself, and then stopped. Heather was out there, and I was in here, making no progress at all. I washed my hands and went back on to the dance floor.

I saw Heather standing at the bar, sipping a Cosmo and chatting with a very masculine dyke. Heather was wearing a black dress that was so tight and low-cut, I found myself wondering how it stayed on her body. My juices started to flow at the thought of fondling her barely concealed breasts. I walked up to the bar next to her, and ignored the dyke. Pouting, she went away. Heather looked at me, a sexy smile softly curling her lips slightly. She was sexy. Too damn sexy. Without thinking, I bent down and kissed her lips gently. To my surprise and delight, she deepened the kiss, eagerly thrusting her tongue into my mouth to stroke mine in a wild, spontaneous dance. She broke off the kiss and probed my gaze, seeing the fire in my eyes that I had been concealing for months. There were no words spoken; none needed to be. She smiled, and kissed me again, more aggressively. God, this woman was turning me on. Suddenly, she tore her lips from mine and grabbed my hand, taking me out to her car. Quickly, I got in and we drove back to her condo.

Fumbling with her keys, she threw the door open, waited long enough for me to come in, and slammed it shut. Forcing me up against the wall, she bit down my neck and put her hand between my legs. I moaned in delight as my juices flowed onto her hand. But I wasn’t going to let her have all of the fun. I walked her over to the couch and she lay down as I ran my hands over the body that I had fantasized touching since the day we’d met. Heather turned her dark green eyes, stormy with passion towards mine.

“Mel, do you believe in love at first sight?”

I managed a hoarse, “Yes.”
Heather smiled, reaching up and pulling me down to her lips and kissed me gently, then fiercely. “Touch me,” she moaned, placing my hand on her breast. Eagerly, I pulled off the skimpy fabric, delighted to discover that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her nipples stood erect as I ran my tongue slowly around them while squeezing her firm breasts. She tilted her head back and moaned, grabbing my hand and placing it between her legs. She wasn’t wearing any underwear. Her juices were flowing, streaming down her thigh. I scooped some up with two fingers and licked it off, enjoying Heather’s expression of agony as she watched me circle my fingers with my tongue with gentle strokes while I tugged at her nipples, keeping them hard.

“Fuck me Mel,” she pleaded, “Please. I’m so horny for you.” She sat up slightly so that her hips were spread over mine. She brought my hand down to her pussy and moaned as I slipped two fingers in her snatch, probing for her g-spot. I pushed her back onto the pillows and began to lick her pussy with long, nimble strokes, teasing her clit, and then pulling away. I shoved two more fingers in her snatch and moved them faster as she bucked her hips to match my rhythm. She grasped the edge of the couch and moaned. I could tell she was close, so I clamped my mouth around her clit. Unable to hold it back and longer, she came in spurts, coating my mouth and chin. I eagerly sucked it off and buried my lips into hers again as she rode the wave to another climax, and then another. Shuddering, she lay back on the pillows and moaned loudly.

Then, she sat up and kissed me deeply, inserting four fingers into my dripping snatch. She pushed up my dress and tore off the thong, admiring my shaved mound. Gently, she circled my clit with her tongue, squeezing my nipples roughly. I tilted back my head in ecstasy, close already. She pumped her fingers faster. I tried to resist the climax, wanting it to last forever. I couldn’t hold it in for long. I came quickly, moaning her name as she sucked my juices off of my thighs and buried her tongue into my clit again. The pleasure was too much. I screamed, grasping her hair and pressing her face to my pussy as I came again, sobbing her name.

She pulled me into her arms and kissed me softly on the forehead. “I’ve wanted to do that to you since I met you,” she said, “but I thought that you only cared for me as a friend.”

“Never,” I murmured, reaching up to pull her down to me, gently kissing her lips, which were swollen with our fierce lovemaking. I snuggled back into her arms and we fell asleep together.

I had known, right from the beginning, that there was something more.

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I never saw myself doing this but I just had to. Call me a slut but I just had to get off once in public.

I grew up in kind of a private house, my mom would always tell me that my business should stay my business. At first when I was like 15 I got off for the first time while my parents were away. I did it more often through out my high school years as I couldn’t come out and say I was a lesbian. After a while I mustered up the courage to get myself a vibrator. It was bigger than I thought, but what can you do? It felt great in my pussy. I kept it in a corner of my bed that was open next to a wall. I only really got caught with it once and this might sound stupid but I slept naked and left it in my pussy and I woke up very early the next morning. My parents have to walk by my bathroom to get to theirs, and I walked out naked with the vibrator still in my pussy. “Nichole what is that?” my mom asked. I closed the door quickly and removed it and told her it was a Barbie.

Sexual expression is fun for me. I enjoy being a girl and moaning to show how good it feels when my girlfriend is hammering at my pussy. When I was 18 I had finally had enough of being so private.

My mom took my family, which consists of my brother, my mom, and my dad, over to Spain to stay with some of her cousins who live right on a nude beach. The only person who had caught me getting off was my brother who is 3 years older than me. If you have read any of my other stories you know I think berets are the cutest things in the world so I packed 2 of them, some corresponding skirts, my vibrator under all of those things, and went off to Spain. Spain is a fun place and I cannot complain about what a good time I had there. I almost got with one of the hottest Spanish girls I could find before she decided not to experiment.

Anyway I went to the beach naked everyday just for fun and an even tan. I have to say I loved having my pussy exposed for everyone to see along with my midsized breasts. All I would wear is my sunglasses.

So one day it finally overtook me. I am a very impulsive and a totally different naughty person in private. I woke that day like always- naked- and walked over to my balcony, still naked with my sunglasses and a pink beret on, and my brother was there also. My mom’s cousin’s house has a massive courtyard in the center of the house so I dared not get off or I knew that everyone would hear me. I walked downstairs to get some breakfast; it was almost 11. Because of the freedom of Spain I wore a skirt with no panties and a tee with no bra. I had my toast. I was trying to lose a few- I was at like 135. I relaxed reading the local newspaper and looking out into the great view of the sea and it was crystal blue. My mom said she was going with her and her cousin and her husband food shopping and asked if I wanted to go.

“No thanks I think I am going to stay and go to the beach.” I said but at this point I had no intention to doing what I was going to do. My daddy asked if I wanted to go with my brother and him for a walk around town. Having just gotten off a cruise ship (I don’t know if I mentioned that) I didn’t feel like seeing any more ruins or old streets and broken buildings. “No thanks,” I replied again.

Leave me alone with me and good things are bound to happen. It is just a matter of time with me. I honestly sat on a couch and read all there was to read in the newspaper only stopping to adjust my beret to where the sun was. After that I watched a little TV and thought of masturbating only in my room since I hadn’t for 14 days. But I pushed that notion aside. When I am alone I often take off my clothes because I feel free. So I took off my clothes and put them in my room and flung my beret on my bed. I walked out on my balcony- it was a beautiful day in the prettiest place in the world. While I was standing there out of nowhere I just stuck a finger in myself. After realizing where it was I immediately took it out. Ok I admit it I had to cum. So I said ok and took my vibe and stuck it in my dripping pussy and messed around for a while- but nothing too serious. I walked back outside. I had barley gotten into it and I saw a perfect spot on the beach just beyond the foam of the waves. I took a towel and already being naked I somehow wrapped my vibe in the towel and got to my spot. When I unwrapped my towel it fell out. Oh what the hell, I thought, and lay down. I couldn’t believe what happened next.

This was a bold move considering the beach was pretty crowded but I was so far out there it just seemed right. I turned it on without any protection (like one of my berets or something) and stuck it in my wet pussy and away I went. It was amazing. I had never felt this good before. I don’t know what it was- either the beach or the people but my moans soon drew attention. They started off soft; I didn’t want to make it obvious but as I got closer to cumming I just screamed. “Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! I like to fuck my pussy!” I moaned and I am sure there were a few people who took notice. I don’t think that it is everyday that some cute American girl masturbates on a beach. After cumming that first time I think I might have thought about stopping but I couldn’t- it felt so fucking good. I continued moving it in and out of my pussy while the vibe part felt so good when it came close.

“Yeah! Holy shit! I want this whole thing in me right now YEAH!” I moaned as my second orgasm came and again my towel was covered in cum. I might have not on a regular day been able to keep going but this was different and again I found myself fucking myself. “Cum! Cum! I am going to CUM!!!!!” I moaned the loudest and I came again.

That took the wind totally out of the sails. I could hear what some of the men were saying but I didn’t care. I tanned for a few minutes then took my cum filled towel back inside and collapsed with my vibe still in me which I forgot to take out on the beach.

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My romantic life was on the skids. Night after night I went to the lesbian nightspots. My friends were always telling me about how they had met their true love at a club or at least found a great sexual playmate. But, all I ever got out of the experience was a hangover from drinking too much at the bar while trying to look cool. After months of having no luck on the dating scene, I had resolved to live out my life as a hermit. That’s what they make toys for, I thought to myself.

It wasn’t too bad at first, but as the weeks passed my cats started to give me a look that seemed to say “Don’t you have somewhere to be?” The sad part was I agreed with them. One Saturday morning, I decided enough was enough. I just had to get out and go somewhere. I figured a short road trip would do me some good. I was driving along the interstate when I saw the signs for a nature preserve. It might be nice to get outdoors and enjoy some fresh air, I thought. The place had several trails open, but I decided on the one that wrapped around the lake. The park ranger told me to be careful of snakes and to watch for the big spider webs that were along the paths. I was suddenly very glad that I had dressed in jeans and hiking boots before leaving the house.

The park was beautiful with the canopy of deep green leaves covering the walkway. The only sounds I heard were from the birds and squirrels. It was such a change from the loud bustle of the city streets at home. I made my way down to the lake and found myself a nice shady spot to sit back, relax, and watch the wildlife. The sounds of nature had nearly lulled me to sleep when I heard the sound of footsteps.

My eyes opened to see the figure of a stunning woman coming towards me. My heart skipped the proverbial beat as I took in her beauty. She was taller than me and lean, very athletic. Her long blond hair hung in a loose braid, swaying from side to side as she walked. Her hiking boots and outdoor attire, complete with khaki shorts and white cotton button up shirt, hinted that she was probably a regular on these types of outings. She looked as if she were heading out on an expedition to some exotic location.

“Oh, hi. I didn’t mean to disturb you,” she said.

“No, you didn’t. My name is Janice.” I waved casually. I just couldn’t let her getaway. “You can join me if you like.”

“Sure. I’m Kara.”

She plopped her backpack on the ground beside me and the two of us fell into easy conversation. I had just met this woman and we were talking like we’d known each other for years. It turned out she was in the same boat as me, tired of the dating scene and, she too, was a recent convert to the hermit lifestyle. I had asked what bars she had hung out at and I recognized the names as some of the same lesbian clubs I had frequented. How could I have missed this stunning woman as many times as I had been in those places? I couldn’t help but fantasize about the hot sex we could have had if we had hooked up at one of those bars. I could almost taste her lush lips and feel her breasts in my hands. My pussy dampened at the thought and I was overcome with a need to take her in my arms and make my daydreams a reality, but I managed to restrain myself. I wasn’t certain, but from the look on her face it seemed Kara might be having the same deliciously naughty thoughts. Suddenly, she turned away as if afraid she might have been too forward in some way.

“Are you hungry? I have some snacks if you are,” she asked reaching for her satchel.

Her words shook me from my erotic reverie. I was hungry, but not for food. I wanted Kara.

Kara had begun to rummage through the contents of her bag when her hand brushed against mine. The sexual energy between us had been growing since she sat down, but now it was undeniable. Without realizing it, we had stopped talking and were gazing into each other’s eyes. It was that moment before a first embrace with a new lover. Our lips brushed in a soft kiss before my tongue slipped between her lips. She greeted it frantically with her own as her hand ran the length of my leg. I felt her fingers tug at my zipper while her other hand moved up my shirt. The sudden pain as she pinched my nipple sent a chill through my body and I wrapped my legs around hers, pulling her close. Her blouse unbuttoned easily, allowing me to reveal her breasts. The nipple tasted sweet as I took it into my mouth and sucked. She moaned, pressing my head into her chest as her hand slid into my unzipped pants. Her fingers rubbed my clit to an erectness I had never felt before; it felt hard and engorged as a phallus in need of release.

We lay back on the ground, the leaves crunching behind my head as she relaxed on top of me. Her hand found its way into my panties and her fingers darted inside of me without hesitation. They moved slowly at first, but they increased in speed and urgency with each thrust. I lifted my shirt giving her access to my breasts. She hungrily sucked the nipple through the soft cotton. Her tongue flicked the tip and with each movement my insides grew moister. My hips arched forcing her to penetrate me deeper with every move. She began to plunge more frantically inside me, her fingers teasing all of my secret places. I grabbed her wrist and pressed it onto my swollen clit, sending waves of euphoric warmth throughout me. She sucked my nipple harder, biting it with the tips of her teeth. It was the perfect balance between pleasure and pain as her hand continued to work inside of me. Suddenly, she lunged it deeper inside forcing the firmness of her palm onto my clit. I felt every muscle in me tense and relax over and over again as the orgasm shook my body; sheets of my nectar enveloped her hand and dampened my panties. I was left spent and shaking from the release.

Kara smiled down at me before planting a long kiss on my still quivering lips. It calmed my body and rekindled my desire. I reached behind her, cupping her buttocks in my hands. They were firm and plump under the stiff fabric of her hiking shorts. I ran my fingers across them before settling on the taut muscles of her thighs. I grabbed a leg in each hand, spreading them wide over my waist. I ran my fingers up her shorts, pulling her panties away from her moist pussy as she straddled me. I slid one hand inside while the other worked her clit. Her muffled moan of desire escaped through our kiss as the tip of her blond braid tickled my still exposed breast. Her juices moistened my hand as I worked her into a heated frenzy. She moved her hips in an urgent rhythm on my hands and I responded by plunging my fingers further into her. Her body writhed as it moved in circular motions, grinding her clit against my thumb.

Kara was so caught up in the moment that even the slightest touch was euphoric for her. I licked my lips before wrapping their moistness around the tips of her breast. Her sighs of pleasure encouraged me as I began sucking, harder and harder until it seemed I would take all of it into my mouth, devouring the soft creamy flesh. Kara was unable to suppress the orgasm sweeping across her, forcing her body to convulse as her sweet juices covered my hands and coated my crotch.

She collapsed on the ground beside me. We looked into each other’s eyes for a moment, sharing a deep kiss before composing ourselves. When we were sure we would be presentable to any passerby, Kara rested her head on my shoulder and we lay there for hours talking and cuddling before we decided to grab a bite to eat. As we made our way back to our cars, I realized I had found that special someone in her and that neither one of us would have to be alone ever again.

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