My Very First Love - Sex Stories

My Very First Love

... back and proceeded again...but instead of the same feeling...it was a multiple of many times more...my entire body was flushing and somehow my nipples got even harder and down below where I was experiencing tiny explosions of pleasure...one after another after another and another and another made the moment that much more personal and wonderful.

Lifting myself up with straightened arms...looking down at Tawny...her face so intense and wanting..."Laura.....yessss" was whispered...and I lowered myself again onto her...breasts to breasts with the meshing and massaging in sync...my knee wanting more of her below...my wetness dripping through my panties and down my legs. I was feeling her legs rubbing against mine as if they were trying to absorb the wetness off my leg onto hers.

Tawny's one hand was squeezing my bottom and her hand was slipping into my panty and back out and then in and out...each time her fingers were sliding over my cheek and then between them...it was if her arm magically got longer and her reach farther until i could feel her fingers over my swollen wet lips...letting her fingers slide through the wetness of my folds and up over my butt hole...over and over and then her efforts focused on turning us over so that I was on my back and in that movement my panties came sliding off.

I know she had to have knelt up, thus separating our clutching aching loving bodies, but I never felt her leave me...there was no stoppage of the love between us but my bikini ...

... bottoms joined my tee and, I think as a courtesy to me...her panties ended up on top of mine...we were as natural now as when we were first born...we were at a new and different state of openness...we weren't sharing the latest gossip of the day...we were sharing the most intimate parts of ourselves...and clearly this evening, every moment was so different.

We were experiencing a growth of us... just different...just us...two young women that were finally being true to each other and to ourselves...somewhere in all of this...and I'm sure it was when I reflected upon this night on one of the ten thousandth time...I knew...knew knew knew..."yes" I was queer...I was gay...I was a lesbian I was me with whatever label you want to apply.

And now that our positions had switched, Tawny laid on her one side holding my face...tracing her fingers over my lips and cheeks...down my neck and back to my lips...she leaned over and kissed me...the sweetest most tender of kisses...her fingers slid down my neck and over my one breast...i moaned...my wetness continued to increase, though my legs pressed together as if wanting to stop the flow...impossible!

Her fingers traced circles around my one nipple and then slid gracefully across it. And if her hand and fingers were an equal opportunity provider...it slid over to my other breast...slowly tracing circles with her nails over and around my raising breast...my breathing was so intense...I thought I knew what "arousal" felt like....but ...