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Straight Female / 61
What Happened 43 Years Ago In November Still Holds Us Together
As a freshman I shared a suite with three other girls. We became friends and did things together. One night in November the weather was very bad and we stayed in. A chick fest began when a bottle of Vodka came out from it's hiding place. A top came off, then another. Showing off naked breasts led to flashing your woman parts as well. Fully nude by then, romping around each other, groping and kissing what had never been touched or kissed before, an all girl orgy was going on.
A camera came out, an instamatic, and pictures were taken. Focused primarily on action, many pictures captured naked legs, naked behinds, naked sex, naked breasts. By the time the 36 pictures were taken, everyone was exposed naked, and nothing was sacred. By the time the orgy ended, cuddled tightly two by two we wrapped ourselves under sheets and blankets, to wake up still naked, to face the light of day, and our lesbian orgy.
The film was processed some weeks later by a guy who was an amateur photographer and had a dark room. If was my job to get the film developed, and sit with him with 36 pictures of naked girls in orgy. Try as he could, he could not help but be vary curious. Holding an 8X10 of me naked, he needed an explanation.
He took the high ground of embarrassing me, "In don't approve" he told me. He was going to burn the negatives. Reluctantly he gave me the pictures after making a promise to destroy them. My suite mate's went through the pictures, acts of lesbian behavior, naked everything, nothing for the imagination.
I had no choice, it wasn't for me to question, he knew something that had to be kept quiet, and the price was me. To surrender my girlhood, to become his girlfriend, with all the pleasures for him. I did my duty, long after graduation four years later. We never did orgy again, but our bond to each other is deeper that one can imagine. After you have kissed a girl, kissed her most intimate parts, and held her in your arms to sleep after, you cannot break that bond. In my arms she sleeps, that girl, when we were girls, and now we are women.
We are not lesbian women in spite of that night. We still after all these years find comfort in each other's arms. Comfort no one else can give.
A camera came out, an instamatic, and pictures were taken. Focused primarily on action, many pictures captured naked legs, naked behinds, naked sex, naked breasts. By the time the 36 pictures were taken, everyone was exposed naked, and nothing was sacred. By the time the orgy ended, cuddled tightly two by two we wrapped ourselves under sheets and blankets, to wake up still naked, to face the light of day, and our lesbian orgy.
The film was processed some weeks later by a guy who was an amateur photographer and had a dark room. If was my job to get the film developed, and sit with him with 36 pictures of naked girls in orgy. Try as he could, he could not help but be vary curious. Holding an 8X10 of me naked, he needed an explanation.
He took the high ground of embarrassing me, "In don't approve" he told me. He was going to burn the negatives. Reluctantly he gave me the pictures after making a promise to destroy them. My suite mate's went through the pictures, acts of lesbian behavior, naked everything, nothing for the imagination.
I had no choice, it wasn't for me to question, he knew something that had to be kept quiet, and the price was me. To surrender my girlhood, to become his girlfriend, with all the pleasures for him. I did my duty, long after graduation four years later. We never did orgy again, but our bond to each other is deeper that one can imagine. After you have kissed a girl, kissed her most intimate parts, and held her in your arms to sleep after, you cannot break that bond. In my arms she sleeps, that girl, when we were girls, and now we are women.
We are not lesbian women in spite of that night. We still after all these years find comfort in each other's arms. Comfort no one else can give.
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