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Lesbian Stories
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Lesbian Female / 23
Romantic And Unexpected, I Married The First Girl I Fell In Love With
I worked at a bookstore in college, hours to fit my schedule. At the bookstore I met Pam, a hottie who worked out a lot and was majoring in Kinesiology. Every guy who came in hit on her and I asked her if it bothered her. She said no, it happens all the time. Well, it never happened to me. So yes, I was jealous.
The football game for that weekend was in town and Pam walked over to me and said that she wanted to know if I wanted to go with her. I said sure, but I'm sure she had a date. No, not really she said, I don't really like guys. I was stunned. Look she said, think about it like this, you have a choice, a vulgar sweaty guy who all he wants to do is fuck you, or a soft pretty girl you can make love with, which would you pick. Well I didn't know how to answer, so she added, a soft pretty girl every time, so I'm asking you to be my date.
We went down to the athletic department to get our tickets, so we could sit side by side, she planned it so that we would go to the game and go out for pizza afterwards, and then back to her apartment for some wine and a movie, about two girls who meet and find that they can't keep their hands off each other.
It is hard to describe just how hot Pam is. She walks and people stop and look. She wore shorts and tight top, she has an amazing set of boobs, with a bra that is just a bit to tight and sheer and her nipples showed. She does it on purpose. She unbuttoned her shorts so I could look down and see that she was going commando and insisted that I go commando too. No panties at a football game, and God know how many people can see through. We sat in our assigned seats, she knew who all the major players were, what high school they played at and which ones were being scouted by the NFL. She told me that at one time she went back into the showers and every boy on the team was nicely cut with very pretty penises.
After the game, so not to lose me, she held my hand and kept me beside her. Let everyone know she wasn't alone, she had a girlfriend with her. She pumped her chest in the crowd, her nipples hard and dark against her tight white top. She kept me by the hand and when the crowd got heavy, she put her arm around my shoulders. About the time we got to the pizza parlor she showed me a tattoo down her shorts, right above her pussy, a lesbian sign of two interlocked Venus symbols. She said that she wanted to find her so she could get her initial in one and 'her' initial in the other.
The conversation went fast, the pizza was good, we weren't old enough to order beer or wine so that had to wait until we got to her apartment. We walked back hand in hand, slowly just talking, she asked me that question, how many girls had I been with. That was easy, none. And more scary, how many boys? Be honest. None. Your a virgin? and I said I was. For me? she said. Maybe, I'm not sure.
At her apartment she got things ready, a large soft blanket to cuddle under, the movie she says always makes her fall in love, she put popcorn on and opened a bottle of Chablis. Now, the part that was unexpected, get naked and come cuddle with me. She stripped down to nothing, her body amazing, she works out, I had never seen a girl like that in real life. She helped me undress, she tossed the clothes across the room, she sat me down and she said to kiss her pussy, and she put her finger right on her clit, adding make me hard.
Her pussy is amazing just to look at, perfect, everything perfect, I kissed her clit and sucked and licked till it got hard and she asked me so suck on it, like a little dick, except better. Before she brought the popcorn out she pushed me back and held my legs open and gave me a long French kiss in my pussy, and she said we'll have more of that later. We watched this tearful movie of two girls who meet in college, and fall in love. We both cried and kissed and she said she wanted me to be it, her. The one for the initial.
We made love in her bed, it was complete sex, everything done and checked off the list. The one thing that didn't happen, we didn't use any dildos. That night was for us, no penetrations. We slept late on Sunday, and got up naked. We showered together and had some coffee and fresh muffins. We kissed in the kitchen and in the living room, we kissed in the bedroom and the bathroom. Since I didn't wear panties, she loaned me a pair and fitted them to me.
We worked at the bookstore, we went to class, and we dated. By the time graduation day came my initial and her initial were on her pussy, I had the same tattoo replicated on my breast. We didn't talk much about it, it was assumed so we did it. We got married after graduation and moved to our new apartment. To me anyways, ours is much better than that movie.
The football game for that weekend was in town and Pam walked over to me and said that she wanted to know if I wanted to go with her. I said sure, but I'm sure she had a date. No, not really she said, I don't really like guys. I was stunned. Look she said, think about it like this, you have a choice, a vulgar sweaty guy who all he wants to do is fuck you, or a soft pretty girl you can make love with, which would you pick. Well I didn't know how to answer, so she added, a soft pretty girl every time, so I'm asking you to be my date.
We went down to the athletic department to get our tickets, so we could sit side by side, she planned it so that we would go to the game and go out for pizza afterwards, and then back to her apartment for some wine and a movie, about two girls who meet and find that they can't keep their hands off each other.
It is hard to describe just how hot Pam is. She walks and people stop and look. She wore shorts and tight top, she has an amazing set of boobs, with a bra that is just a bit to tight and sheer and her nipples showed. She does it on purpose. She unbuttoned her shorts so I could look down and see that she was going commando and insisted that I go commando too. No panties at a football game, and God know how many people can see through. We sat in our assigned seats, she knew who all the major players were, what high school they played at and which ones were being scouted by the NFL. She told me that at one time she went back into the showers and every boy on the team was nicely cut with very pretty penises.
After the game, so not to lose me, she held my hand and kept me beside her. Let everyone know she wasn't alone, she had a girlfriend with her. She pumped her chest in the crowd, her nipples hard and dark against her tight white top. She kept me by the hand and when the crowd got heavy, she put her arm around my shoulders. About the time we got to the pizza parlor she showed me a tattoo down her shorts, right above her pussy, a lesbian sign of two interlocked Venus symbols. She said that she wanted to find her so she could get her initial in one and 'her' initial in the other.
The conversation went fast, the pizza was good, we weren't old enough to order beer or wine so that had to wait until we got to her apartment. We walked back hand in hand, slowly just talking, she asked me that question, how many girls had I been with. That was easy, none. And more scary, how many boys? Be honest. None. Your a virgin? and I said I was. For me? she said. Maybe, I'm not sure.
At her apartment she got things ready, a large soft blanket to cuddle under, the movie she says always makes her fall in love, she put popcorn on and opened a bottle of Chablis. Now, the part that was unexpected, get naked and come cuddle with me. She stripped down to nothing, her body amazing, she works out, I had never seen a girl like that in real life. She helped me undress, she tossed the clothes across the room, she sat me down and she said to kiss her pussy, and she put her finger right on her clit, adding make me hard.
Her pussy is amazing just to look at, perfect, everything perfect, I kissed her clit and sucked and licked till it got hard and she asked me so suck on it, like a little dick, except better. Before she brought the popcorn out she pushed me back and held my legs open and gave me a long French kiss in my pussy, and she said we'll have more of that later. We watched this tearful movie of two girls who meet in college, and fall in love. We both cried and kissed and she said she wanted me to be it, her. The one for the initial.
We made love in her bed, it was complete sex, everything done and checked off the list. The one thing that didn't happen, we didn't use any dildos. That night was for us, no penetrations. We slept late on Sunday, and got up naked. We showered together and had some coffee and fresh muffins. We kissed in the kitchen and in the living room, we kissed in the bedroom and the bathroom. Since I didn't wear panties, she loaned me a pair and fitted them to me.
We worked at the bookstore, we went to class, and we dated. By the time graduation day came my initial and her initial were on her pussy, I had the same tattoo replicated on my breast. We didn't talk much about it, it was assumed so we did it. We got married after graduation and moved to our new apartment. To me anyways, ours is much better than that movie.
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