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Lesbian Stories
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Lesbian Female / 29
A Strike Out, She Doesn't Even Play Baseball
At work I met Steph, not her real name. She was quickly my best work friend. As her birthday approached I wanted the perfect present. I had heard, but never been there, of a spa that catered only to women. I bought two full spa days, we could go together.
The spa offered these tiny little soft cotton panties, otherwise the clients wore nothing. Topless women of all ages, sizes and persuasions. We had our hair done, our nails, full body massage by two of the most beautiful Korean girls. Which included massage of glutes and the anal canal with finger penetration. Embarrassing, touching the most intimate part of you, not your vagina, your butthole.
Oh, well, part of the experience, the spa included a pubic sculpture garden, choose how you want to look from a thousand pictures, better still, have your girlfriend pick for you. A shave and a haircut, powdered pussy, with a spritz of your girlfriend's favorite perfume.
A long hot bath in your private jacuzzi, just you and your girlfriend, chocolates, strawberries and champagne. Two beautiful Korean attendants to towel you down afterwards. We left with a little something, a g*ft from the spa, included a certificate to Allison's, a ladies lunch place.
I didn't realize I was coming out to her. She apologized to me, said she had a boyfriend, with a six o'clock shadow, and a hard on for her. She loved to cook and keep house for him. She loved the spa day, she loved that I wanted her to feel special. But in spite of the perfume, she wasn't 'going down' there.
Did I forgive her?
The spa offered these tiny little soft cotton panties, otherwise the clients wore nothing. Topless women of all ages, sizes and persuasions. We had our hair done, our nails, full body massage by two of the most beautiful Korean girls. Which included massage of glutes and the anal canal with finger penetration. Embarrassing, touching the most intimate part of you, not your vagina, your butthole.
Oh, well, part of the experience, the spa included a pubic sculpture garden, choose how you want to look from a thousand pictures, better still, have your girlfriend pick for you. A shave and a haircut, powdered pussy, with a spritz of your girlfriend's favorite perfume.
A long hot bath in your private jacuzzi, just you and your girlfriend, chocolates, strawberries and champagne. Two beautiful Korean attendants to towel you down afterwards. We left with a little something, a g*ft from the spa, included a certificate to Allison's, a ladies lunch place.
I didn't realize I was coming out to her. She apologized to me, said she had a boyfriend, with a six o'clock shadow, and a hard on for her. She loved to cook and keep house for him. She loved the spa day, she loved that I wanted her to feel special. But in spite of the perfume, she wasn't 'going down' there.
Did I forgive her?
