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Lesbian Stories
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Bi-Sexual Female / 22
My Faire Lady
I was 14 when I first met Faire, while staying the weekend with my closest friend, Leah. Her parents had gone to some event for three days so I was keeping her company. She could have stayed at my house with me and my mom, but her parents were adamant she watched the house.
After she turned 13, they decided she was old enough to be on her own for days or even weeks while they went on trips to different places. Four times a year, they would fly or drive somewhere, either in their SUV or RV, which her mom called a romantic vacation. Leah assumed it was just them spending time together, until she found out they were really going to sex parties and conventions after finding the code to her mom's desktop, her birthday and reading her emails and searching her history. She told me that her parents were perverts and sex fiends.
Leah and I were watching this trippy show about people trapped in a town, when there was a knock on the door. Leah jumped up excited and ran to answer it and in walked Dean, a boy from school and her new boyfriend of eight days. I was a little bummed because I hate being the third wheel, especially when I had no choice.
_Sighing, I watched as she hugged him and grabbed his hand to lead him into the living room, knowing I was on my own when it was all said and done. Leah had been sleeping with him and I had no doubt she was planning to do just that now that he was there.
_They had barely gone two steps when he stopped and said something quick to Leah, who gave him a dirty look as he called out the door. A second later, a girl walked in, one I had never seen before, and joined Leah and Dean. Leah glared at her and at her supposed BF, but then Dean said something and her attitude changed; she became really chill.
_The new girl had long dark hair, all the same length past her shoulders. It was parted on the side, so it covered her forehead and left eye. Her right eye was heavily made up, like a cat's eye or better yet, an Egyptian Queen. She had a cute button nose and a small mouth with plump lips.
_She was dressed in what I assumed was her 'slut outfit' which all the girls I knew owned, even I had mine. Her's consisted of a very tight-fitting black leather skirt that was shorter than I would dare think wearing. I couldn't imagine having to bend over or squat down without showing off your panties. Lastly, she had on black heels and sugar black thigh-highs that left about 6" of bare skin showing.
-Her top was a very low cut spaghetti-strap, and it was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra because her incredibly firm, round breasts were plainly visible, as were her nipples which were poking out in plain sight through her top. They looked like she had two cantaloupes on her chest, they were so round. I wondered if she'd had a boob job, even though she was my age.
_She walked past Lean and Dean, walking with an exaggerated swing of her hips as she came into the room. She saw me, still sitting on the sofa in my pajama bottoms and an oversized t-shirt of my dad's. It was from some concert he went to when he was younger, a band called Cream, but was way too small on him now. The girl broke our quick hug, then stood back and read the front of my shirt, smiled and said something akin to "I agree! Who doesn't love getting creamed?!!"
_Dean and Leah came in right then and sat down on the sofa, so I got up and dragged a chair over, offering it to the new girl (Dean's GF???) but she declined and sat down on the arm of the sofa next to Dean. I sat down on it on the other side of the coffee table, and watched as Dean took out a huge rock of cocaine and a tin filled with joints.
_Leah got up and went to her bedroom, leaving me and Dean and the girl alone in the room. As soon as she was up the stairs, the girl dr**ed herself over Dean who had taken out a joint and was patting himself down looking for a lighter. Looking at me with her crooked smile, she playfully licked Dean's ear. Dean brushed her off, looking perturbed but then whispered in his ear, making him give a big sigh before turning his head toward her.
_The girl grinned at me again then kissed Dean on the mouth, making sure I saw their tongues entwining. As they were making out, she slid her hand between his legs and gave his crotch a big squeeze. She seemed startled but then laughed and said he was such a guy, then sat back up as Leah came down with a mirror and razor blade, which she handed to Dean as she sat down next to him. I was feeling sorry for her, I knew she really liked Dean, but I didn't know how to do it.
_Leah put on some Metal CDs and cranked it up, then lit the candles around the room before turning off the lights. We all snorted two big lines of Dean's coke and drank beer from Leah's dads forty case stash. Laughing and talking and having a good time, we would do two lines, smoke a joint and drink then start all over again.
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After she turned 13, they decided she was old enough to be on her own for days or even weeks while they went on trips to different places. Four times a year, they would fly or drive somewhere, either in their SUV or RV, which her mom called a romantic vacation. Leah assumed it was just them spending time together, until she found out they were really going to sex parties and conventions after finding the code to her mom's desktop, her birthday and reading her emails and searching her history. She told me that her parents were perverts and sex fiends.
Leah and I were watching this trippy show about people trapped in a town, when there was a knock on the door. Leah jumped up excited and ran to answer it and in walked Dean, a boy from school and her new boyfriend of eight days. I was a little bummed because I hate being the third wheel, especially when I had no choice.
_Sighing, I watched as she hugged him and grabbed his hand to lead him into the living room, knowing I was on my own when it was all said and done. Leah had been sleeping with him and I had no doubt she was planning to do just that now that he was there.
_They had barely gone two steps when he stopped and said something quick to Leah, who gave him a dirty look as he called out the door. A second later, a girl walked in, one I had never seen before, and joined Leah and Dean. Leah glared at her and at her supposed BF, but then Dean said something and her attitude changed; she became really chill.
_The new girl had long dark hair, all the same length past her shoulders. It was parted on the side, so it covered her forehead and left eye. Her right eye was heavily made up, like a cat's eye or better yet, an Egyptian Queen. She had a cute button nose and a small mouth with plump lips.
_She was dressed in what I assumed was her 'slut outfit' which all the girls I knew owned, even I had mine. Her's consisted of a very tight-fitting black leather skirt that was shorter than I would dare think wearing. I couldn't imagine having to bend over or squat down without showing off your panties. Lastly, she had on black heels and sugar black thigh-highs that left about 6" of bare skin showing.
-Her top was a very low cut spaghetti-strap, and it was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra because her incredibly firm, round breasts were plainly visible, as were her nipples which were poking out in plain sight through her top. They looked like she had two cantaloupes on her chest, they were so round. I wondered if she'd had a boob job, even though she was my age.
_She walked past Lean and Dean, walking with an exaggerated swing of her hips as she came into the room. She saw me, still sitting on the sofa in my pajama bottoms and an oversized t-shirt of my dad's. It was from some concert he went to when he was younger, a band called Cream, but was way too small on him now. The girl broke our quick hug, then stood back and read the front of my shirt, smiled and said something akin to "I agree! Who doesn't love getting creamed?!!"
_Dean and Leah came in right then and sat down on the sofa, so I got up and dragged a chair over, offering it to the new girl (Dean's GF???) but she declined and sat down on the arm of the sofa next to Dean. I sat down on it on the other side of the coffee table, and watched as Dean took out a huge rock of cocaine and a tin filled with joints.
_Leah got up and went to her bedroom, leaving me and Dean and the girl alone in the room. As soon as she was up the stairs, the girl dr**ed herself over Dean who had taken out a joint and was patting himself down looking for a lighter. Looking at me with her crooked smile, she playfully licked Dean's ear. Dean brushed her off, looking perturbed but then whispered in his ear, making him give a big sigh before turning his head toward her.
_The girl grinned at me again then kissed Dean on the mouth, making sure I saw their tongues entwining. As they were making out, she slid her hand between his legs and gave his crotch a big squeeze. She seemed startled but then laughed and said he was such a guy, then sat back up as Leah came down with a mirror and razor blade, which she handed to Dean as she sat down next to him. I was feeling sorry for her, I knew she really liked Dean, but I didn't know how to do it.
_Leah put on some Metal CDs and cranked it up, then lit the candles around the room before turning off the lights. We all snorted two big lines of Dean's coke and drank beer from Leah's dads forty case stash. Laughing and talking and having a good time, we would do two lines, smoke a joint and drink then start all over again.
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