A Lesbian Love Story...Of Sorts - Sex Stories

A Lesbian Love Story...Of Sorts

... grabbed her hand and led her to the dance floor. As we danced it was clear she was drunker than I thought. Twice she stumbled forward and I caught her from falling. I took the first opportunity to slide my hand up the back of her ass, my hand staying way longer than necessary. The second time I actually caught her by her breasts, and leaned her back up, my hands still cupping her large breasts. When the song ended, she said she had to pee so I took her to the bathroom. As expected, there was a line for Rosie. The line was an eclectic assortment of woman. At the front was a pretty black woman in her thirties, behind her was a blonde in her fifties I would guess, and behind her was a clearly pregnant woman in her late 20s. Also in the bathroom Megan was talking to Brittany. I watched as that conversation ended and Megan joined the line. I walked to Megan and said, “Hi Megan.” Megan smiled as she said, “It’s been a while.” “Indeed,” I agreed, “Too long.” “So who is your friend?” she asked. “Gwen, Megan, Megan, Gwen,” I introduced. They shook hands as Megan said, “Nice to meet you.” “You too,” Gwen slurred, “You are very pretty.” Megan smiled, “Thank you, you are very pretty too.” I added, “Yes, we are all pretty. So Megan who was the new girl?” “Jenny,” Megan answered, “She is my babysitter.” “How long?” I asked. “Last night,” she answered. “Ha,” I celebrated, “I so called it.” Megan looked confused as she moved up the line as the black woman entered the stall. I said, “I ...

... haven’t tasted Big Rosie forever.” “Me either,” Megan said, “But I watched little Jenny please her and I decided I should get a taste as well.” I looked at Gwen and remembered she really had to tinkle so I helped Gwen to a stall; of course it was one that had a generous peep hole of Big Rosie. I closed the door for her and was confronted by Brittany again. “Come with me now slut,” she said. Now usually I am the aggressor, but Brittany had me wet already and I was so horny from the teasing of the egg, so I followed. I looked back at the closed stall and stopped. Brittany realizing my reluctance because of Gwen said, “Your friend will be fine.” I wasn’t sure that was true, but had little time to consider it as Brittany grabbed my hand and led me out of the bathroom as I gave Megan a desperate look to watch out for Gwen. Brittany took me up the stairs and into a private room. As soon as the door closed, she pushed me against a wall and kissed me hard. Her hand went under my dress and began rubbing my clit. I moaned loudly as she molested me. She broke the kiss and said, “Do you want me to fuck you?” “Badly,” I moaned as she lifted my dress off. She then went over to the table and put on a decent sized 7 inch strap-on. She then said, “Crawl over here coach.” I dropped to my stocking covered knees and crawled over to my player. “Suck my cock coach,” she demanded. I took the plastic stick in my hand and began sucking it. I bopped up and down like a whore would suck a real dick. She then ...