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Lesbian Stories
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Lesbian Female / 47
My First Time
After graduation I took a job as a math teacher in a private junior high in suburbia. I was alone, far from home and my first real experience in a big metropolitan area. I got an apartment close to the school. The counselor at the school befriended me and helped m meet people. She was mid thirties and divorced, no children and had a wide friends group she let me join.
At a party at her house, for which there were only women, and lots to drink, I saw something that I didn't have permission to see. I was sitting in the small den and I pulled a picture album out of the bookcase. One of those that is 5 X 7 ring binder picture album. I opened it and the first picture was a black and white of a young girl, eleven or twelve, naked with her finger on her lips suggesting you be quiet. There were more, all of the same girl, naked, some with her legs open, others with her legs closed but all of them showed her very clear vulva and slit. No hard porn, very suggestive porn, her chest with her nipples and her very distinct vulva. And she was a pretty girl.
I was captured by the pictures, I hadn't noticed that the counselor was behind me, watching me go through the pictures. She leaned down putting her arms around my neck and asked if I liked them, her father took them, he was a photographer. Her hands went down over my shoulders and she cupped my breasts, kissed my cheek and asked me if I liked pussy and then whispered in my ear that she liked pussy.
She let me stand and put the album back in the bookcase and she took me by the hand back into the kitchen to talk with the other women that were there. I was her new girlfriend and these women were all lesbians. I got my pussy eaten that nite, on her bed. I got kissed and I had my breasts played with, and my nipples kissed, and I was naked and she smiled at me when she looked down at me. She had me open my legs so she could see me. It was my first time.
The next morning she took me back to my apartment to change and we went to a brunch at this small restaurant in town. Behind the reception was a large picture of a naked man, with a lipstick X across the genitals. On the wall across the room where we sat were pictures wall to wall, ceiling to the backs of the booths of girls kissing, all 8 X 10s, some black and white and others color, young girls, older women, some baby girls and older women. At the tables, were foursomes, and others couples, some young women, some mixed, an older woman and young woman like us. This was a lesbian only brunch on Sundays, this is the social element where I was going to belong.
I learned about being a lesbian that first year after my graduation. I learned that I liked to see pictures of pussy, and better still to see pussy, to touch pussy, to kiss pussy, to lick pussy. I liked breasts too, I liked to play with breasts, to kiss nipples. And I liked to kiss while I touched pussy. While I went out with her, I spent a lot of time with her album, those pictures are seared into my mind. Innocence, not porn. Just a naked girl who was learning how powerful her pussy was.
At a party at her house, for which there were only women, and lots to drink, I saw something that I didn't have permission to see. I was sitting in the small den and I pulled a picture album out of the bookcase. One of those that is 5 X 7 ring binder picture album. I opened it and the first picture was a black and white of a young girl, eleven or twelve, naked with her finger on her lips suggesting you be quiet. There were more, all of the same girl, naked, some with her legs open, others with her legs closed but all of them showed her very clear vulva and slit. No hard porn, very suggestive porn, her chest with her nipples and her very distinct vulva. And she was a pretty girl.
I was captured by the pictures, I hadn't noticed that the counselor was behind me, watching me go through the pictures. She leaned down putting her arms around my neck and asked if I liked them, her father took them, he was a photographer. Her hands went down over my shoulders and she cupped my breasts, kissed my cheek and asked me if I liked pussy and then whispered in my ear that she liked pussy.
She let me stand and put the album back in the bookcase and she took me by the hand back into the kitchen to talk with the other women that were there. I was her new girlfriend and these women were all lesbians. I got my pussy eaten that nite, on her bed. I got kissed and I had my breasts played with, and my nipples kissed, and I was naked and she smiled at me when she looked down at me. She had me open my legs so she could see me. It was my first time.
The next morning she took me back to my apartment to change and we went to a brunch at this small restaurant in town. Behind the reception was a large picture of a naked man, with a lipstick X across the genitals. On the wall across the room where we sat were pictures wall to wall, ceiling to the backs of the booths of girls kissing, all 8 X 10s, some black and white and others color, young girls, older women, some baby girls and older women. At the tables, were foursomes, and others couples, some young women, some mixed, an older woman and young woman like us. This was a lesbian only brunch on Sundays, this is the social element where I was going to belong.
I learned about being a lesbian that first year after my graduation. I learned that I liked to see pictures of pussy, and better still to see pussy, to touch pussy, to kiss pussy, to lick pussy. I liked breasts too, I liked to play with breasts, to kiss nipples. And I liked to kiss while I touched pussy. While I went out with her, I spent a lot of time with her album, those pictures are seared into my mind. Innocence, not porn. Just a naked girl who was learning how powerful her pussy was.
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