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Posted on 02.14.05 by Justine @ 4:32 pm
Here’s another erotic story for you and this one is a true story about my first lesbian experience. I still remember it as though it was only yesterday and often masturbate while thinking about. I hope you enjoy it… Justine Lesbian Sex I was at college when my nineteenth birthday arrived and I went to the pub with a group of friends, a rowdy drunken rabble that upset the locals and enjoyed every minute of it. We did a kind of pub crawl and by the third pub, I was completely pickled. With each pub, we drank more and more, and lost a few people from our group until eventually it was just two friends, Michael and Coral, and myself. As I opened the door to enter the next pub, I tripped over the doorstep and landed in a giggling pile in front of the startled customers. Coral and Michael were good enough to pick me up off the floor and prop me up on a chair at a table in a quiet corner and I sat still, trying to stop the room from spinning before my eyes. Even in my inebriated state, I noticed that Coral was staring at me intently. I was always struck by how lovely she was, but tonight she looked particularly beautiful. Her long dark hair and grey-green eyes shone in the low light of the pub. She caught my eye then flashed a big disarming smile at Michael. “I know what we should do,” she grinned, looking between me and Michael, “We should go back to your place, Michael, and have a threesome.” We all laughed loudly at the idea and started talking about it in a way that simply wouldn’t have been possible without the enormous amount of alcohol pumping through our veins. “But you don’t like men, Coral,” Michael smirked, looking at her in a patronising way, “You’re just trying to get into Justine’s knickers.” We all laughed hysterically for ages, then bought some more drinks before slumping back at the table in the corner of the pub. The mood changed to a more serious tone. “Oh come one,” Coral whispered to me when Michael went to the toilet, ”It would be fun - you only live once and it’ll be exciting.” She squeezed my knee in a conspiratorial way and I was suddenly tempted. When Michael came back, I told him that we both wanted to take him back and fuck him, and we were soon staggering along the road in the rain to his place. The cold air and drizzle sobered us up a little and as we huddled into Michael’s room, an awkward quietness descended over the three of us. I sat on the edge of the bed with Coral as Michael locked the door and she leaned over towards me, her soft lips an inch from mine. “Shall we…?” she murmured. I was still feeling the effects of the alcohol but I was suddenly in total control of myself and my actions. Sex always has a way of intoxicating me in a different way however, and the exact details of that night aren’t that clear in my memory today. I remember kissing Coral for what seemed like hours, then we both stripped in front of each other. I was astonished at the effect the sight of her naked body had on me. The swell of her large, full breasts, the curve of her hips and belly and the taut skin of her thighs, all elicited a profound erotic response in my mind and body and I felt my pussy juices dripping from between my labia as I admired her. I watched her eyes as she looked at my body - I could tell that she liked what she saw and I was further aroused by that knowledge. We kissed again, our naked flesh touching softly, and I could feel her breasts pushing into mine as I slid my hands over her silken back and buttocks. The next thing I realised was that Michael was there in between us. I suppose in retrospect he was feeling left out as we were lost in our own female world. He kissed us both in turn, full on the mouth, then put a condom on his stiff cock and pulled Coral on top of him. He started fucking her but she clearly wasn’t happy. It was obvious that she really had no interest in having any kind of sex with Michael - she said it hurt her, so he pulled out and went to lay on the sofa on the other side of the room. I was too intoxicated to care about his feelings, and Coral and I spent the whole night in his bed, kissing and stroking each other, drinking from each others eyes as I learned a little of the mysteries of lesbian sex. She touched my cunt and stroked my clitoris as we kissed. It was so different from when a man had done that to me and I was so turned on that I was quickly approaching orgasm. As I came, an incredible light exploded in my head and my senses were filled with her femininity. I could smell Coral’s scented skin and hair, feel her silky skin, and taste her sweet lips as my body bucked in pleasure on the rumpled sheets of Michael’s bed. And then it was time for me to touch her in a way I had never touched a woman before. I stroked her flat belly and let my fingers trail downwards to caress her tangle of dark blonde pubic hair; she kissed me hard as I fingered her rhythmically. Our tongues entwined like snakes and she choked her orgasm into my throat in a husky gasp. I was surely intoxicated, but above all I was more aware than ever of the power that sex itself was exerting over me. We cuddled for while as the shudders of her orgasm subsided, then we simply fell assleep in each others arms. This was the first and only time I had sex with Coral but, as you very well know, I have had lots of wonderful experiences with many other lovely ladies since. I have also been far more considerate towards my man in letting him join in than Coral was Written by Justine from http://www.JustinesBedroom.com Filed under: Lesbian Comments:
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