Lesbian Schoolgirls
Redhead, Lesbians, Girl-on-girl, College Girls lesbian sex story
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Karen was not one of the prettiest girls in her school, but she had never aspired to being cheerleader material. She considered herself fortunate that she did not like guys, because they tended to treat her as though she was invisible. At eighteen, she was still a virgin and seemed likely to remain that way. She knew she looked like a nerd and made little effort to cultivate friendships, mainly due to her shyness.
There was only one girl she could truly call a friend and that was Annie - the other class outcast. Annie was not unpopular because of shyness or lack of looks, but because of an aloof manner and total devotion to her studies. Annie had just turned eighteen and - even with the big round spectacles that she were all the time - was a thousand times more attractive than her friend. Her long hair was shiny and black, Karen's was boyishly short and a dull shade of blonde. Annie had perfect skin, but Karen wore faint acne scars on her chin and forehead. Annie's teeth were perfectly straight, Karen's crooked. And where Annie's body fitted the blueprint of a typical male wet dream, Karen was flat- chested and broad hipped.
All of those imperfections she could have lived with, or even changed. But Karen could not change the one thing she found most difficult to accept. She was a lesbian. As she masturbated herself to sleep at night, she fantasized about girls and women, never boys or men. The closeness of other girls excited her. At gym class, she lived to watch the ethers changing or showering. The sight of their bodies brought a hot, wet flush to the area between her legs. The walls of her bedroom were covered in posters of Sarah Michelle Gellar, Britney Spears, the tennis playing Williams sisters and Sandra Bullock. These were the superstars she fantasized about, the beautiful women she dreamed were lesbians like her and who wanted her in their beds.
As Karen lay back on her bed at the end of another school week, she tried desperately to ignore the familiar tingling in her pussy. Annie - her best and only friend, was the cause of that tormenting desire. As they had walked home together from school, Annie had stumbled and dropped her books. As she bent down to help her pick them up from the pavement, Karen had fond herself looking up her short skirt and seeing the dark shadow of her pussy through her thin white panties. The sight had made her feel suddenly weak with desire. She had stared helplessly, unable to look away, until Annie had stood up and asked her if she was okay.
Karen was not okay and never again would be, unless she achieved the impossible and banished that unforgettable erotic vision from her mind. She tried to think about somebody else, but it was no use. Even the image of a sweating Venus Williams looking down from the wall could not divert her thoughts from Annie.
She reached under the bed and searched until she found her favorite book - a glossy women's lingerie catalogue. As she turned the pages with one hand, she pulled her skirt up around her waist and slipped her right hand inside the damp crotch of her pink lace panties. Her lightly haired pussy was already soaking wet. She pushed two fingers deep inside and moaned as she began to fuck herself.
The pictures of the beautiful models in their seductive silk, satin and lace underwear danced before her eyes. Karen tried to imagine herself caressing one of those perfect bodies and kissing the model's pouting, glossy lips. Suddenly, the body she was caressing and the mouth she was kissing belonged to Annie. As the fever of lust rushed to her brain and she worked her fingers inside herself, with a soft wet sound, she no longer even saw the girls in the catalogue. All she could see was Annie and that mouthwatering memory of white panties pulled tight against her dark pussy. Karen shut the catalogue and surrendered to her fantasy. She stroked her thighs and finger-fucked herself aggressively, breathlessly whispering Annie's name as she climaxed.
She lay on the bed for a while afterwards and tried to tell herself that everything would be all right. When Annie came around later, they would do their homework together and Karen would feel no sexual desire for her. But she knew it would not be like that. She would never again be able to look without lust at Annie. Sooner or later, this unnatural interest would become obvious and Karen would then lose her only friend. The prospect brought tears to her eyes. She and Annie had been friends since they were children. They were like sisters. Without Annie, life would net be worth living.
By the time Annie arrived, an hour later, Karen had somewhat composed herself. Annie had changed into a short lemon cotton dress that showed off her long, tanned legs to striking effect. Several of the top buttons were undone, revealing an eyeful of her succulent round breasts, squashed into a white lace bra.
"You okay?" she asked as they climbed the stairs to Karen's bedroom.
"Yeah, fine," Karen lied.
Her heart was pounding and her cheeks felt as hot as coals. If only Annie knew the effect she had caused by showing herself off in that sexy dress.
They sat close together, on chairs at Karen's desk and began their homework. Whenever Annie's leg touched hers, or their arms or hands made contact, Karen felt an erotic electric shock. Concentrating on her books was virtually impossible. The heat between her legs was becoming very uncomfortable. Her panties were as wet as if she had pissed in them. Annie worked on, her full concentration devoted to the books before her. Finally, after two hours of torment, Karen threw down her pen, with a sigh of frustration.
"It's no good, I can't concentrate," she said, rising to her feet.
Annie also laid down her pen and stood up.
"There's no need to pretend anymore," she said softly. "I know what's wrong."
Karen felt sick in her stomach as she turned to face her. Annie knew she was a lesbian and now their friendship was about to end.
"I knew for sure this afternoon, when you looked up my skirt," she continued. "Oh God, Karen, I'm so glad!"
Karen's mouth fell open.
"Glad!" she repeated, unable to believe what she had just heard.
Annie smiled and nodded. "I'd be heartbroken if you weren't. I'm a lesbian, just like you and I've been in love with you for ages. I go to sleep every night thinking about you. Sometimes I wet my panties when I'm sitting next to you in class. But I couldn't say anything until I knew for sure how you felt about me."
In the next instant, the two girls were embracing each other tightly. Then they kissed, their tongues feverishly exploring each other's mouth, for the first time. As they kissed, Annie unbuttoned Karen's skirt and pushed it down over her hips. It fell around her ankles. She moaned into Annie's throat as she felt her soft, warm hands slipping inside her panties and cupping the swell of her ass cheeks. She gripped Annie's hips and pulled her tightly against her. When their bare legs touched, each girl rea1ised that the other was shaking.
They stripped each other slowly, kissing and stroking each piece of flesh that was revealed. Karen was not wearing a bra. With only two small bumps on her chest, she did not feel she needed one. When she removed Annie's bra, her big breasts fell into her hands. Her dark red nipples were as stiff as rocks. Karen trembled with pleasure as she kissed the globes of her dreams. She felt tears of happiness rolling down her cheeks, as she sucked on a stiff nipple. Annie held her tight against her breast and fought back the tears that were brimming in her own eyes.
Karen lay back on the bed, too dazed to move. Annie pulled off her panties, then kissed her wet, dark haired pussy. The moment her lips touched Karen's crinkled labia, Karen climaxed, with a small moan. Annie 1icked her juicy slit, then eased her tongue gradually inwards. Her fingers stroked Karen's thighs and teased the curls around her pussy. The taste of the girl was the most beautiful thing she had ever experienced. She pushed her tongue as deep as she possibly could into the hot, wet, tunnel of flesh and licked up the sweet love juices like a cat with a bowl of cream. Karen gripped the bedsheet in her fists and cried out in pure ecstasy. She looked down and saw Annie watching her through her glasses. The rest of her face was buried between her legs.
"I love you, Annie," Karen gasped, as they stared into each other's eyes.
Her friend's tongue deep inside her pussy told Karen that she loved her too.
Karen climaxed again, with an intensity that left her breathless. After licking her for several more minutes, Annie kissed her. Putting her tongue into Annie's mouth was like licking her own pussy, the taste of it was so strong. Karen hugged her lover girl tightly against her body, relishing the warmth of her soft nakedness. After a while, Annie sat up and started to pull down her panties.
"No!" Karen whispered. "Let me."
Annie stood up on the bed and Karen knelt before her. Her hands shook as she gripped the waistband of the small, damp white panties and pulled them down over Annie's thighs. Annie stepped out of them, but Karen did not let them go. She balled them up in her right fist and rubbed them against her own pussy. She kissed Annie's dark triangle of hair. The musk of her pussy filled her nostrils. Karen ran her tongue through the soft growth of curls, caressing Annie's baby- soft ass cheeks with her other hand. Annie cupped her own breasts and squeezed the hard nipples.
"Please, Karen, lick my cunt!" she breathed urgently. "I can't wait any longer."
Karen's tongue glided downwards and in between her thighs. The pouting lips of Annie's pussy were almost dripping with love honey. Karen kissed them, then lay on her back, staring straight up into Annie's tunnel. Annie lowered her pussy to her waiting mouth and cried out with pleasure when she felt her tongue slide up inside her.
After the first heavenly taste of her friend's pussy, Karen did not want to stop licking and sucking the beautiful hot treasure. She was rubbing Annie's panties furiously between her own thighs with both hands. Annie leaned forward and gently pushed her hands out of the way. Then, she slid the long finger of both of her own hands into Karen's pussy and licked the sweat from the silky skin of her inner thighs. Karen spread her legs even wider and moaned into Annie's pussy. At that moment, if she had thought she could have pushed her head into that wet love canal, she would have done it.
Annie finger fucked Karen and Karen sucked her clitoris and licked her pussy walls until her tongue hurt. Only exhaustion caused them to finally roll apart, their teenage bodies sticky with sweat. The smell of girl sex hung like incense in the room. Karen was glad her mother would never dream of interrupting their "studies". She lifted Annie's left foot to her mouth and began to lick the sole.
Annie giggled. "What about our homework?"
"Fuck it," replied Karen.
"I'd rather fuck you, you sexy lesbian," said Annie.
Karen bit her big toe. "My cunt is sore from your fingers."
"But you're still a virgin," said Annie. "If I was a boy, you'd be broken now."
Karen crawled up to her and kissed her softly on the lips. "I'm glad you're a girl, Annie, because that's why I love you so much."
Annie slid off the bed and picked up a hairbrush from the dressing table. She stroked her pussy lips with the white handle. Karen watched from the bed. Annie squatted down and spread her legs wider. She gritted her teeth, then gave a little cry of pain as she pushed her fingers further into her tight hole. Blood trickled down the handle and onto her fingers. Karen jumped off the bed, picked her own panties up off the floor and held them against the bleeding slit. Annie smiled as she studied the bloody hairbrush.
"That's my virginity gone," she said, in a trembling voice.
The flow of blood soon stopped. Karen began to wipe the crimson from Annie's pussy, then changed her mind and licked it away instead.
"Ohhh, that feels good!" Annie gasped. "Your tongue is making all the pain go away."
Karen understood that it now had to be her turn. Annie offered her the bloodstained hairbrush, but she shook her head.
"I want you to do it."
Annie kissed her and led her to the bed She lay on her back and Karen positioned her pussy over her face. She pressed her mouth to Annie's wet love lips and wrapped her arms around her thighs. Her body was tense from fear of the pain she knew was coming. She pressed her mouth tighter against Annie's pussy, so that her cries would be muffled. Annie licked her pussy lips for a moment, reviving that delicious erotic sensation. Then, she eased her fingers gently into the wet hole. Karen's body stiffened again. For a few seconds, the penetration was pleasant, just like Annie's fingers inside her. Then, there was a sharp stab of pain that felt like a knife cutting her open. She cried out, Annie's pussy muffling the sound.
"It's done now," said Annie, raising her mouth to Karen's bleeding orifice. Pain turned quickly to intense pleasure. Karen knew that the warm liquid seeping from her was virginal blood and that Annie was licking it up, just as if it were her love juices. The significance of this act of love made her cry again.
Later, when the bleeding had stopped, the girls kissed. Their mouths tasted of pussy and virgin blood. But, as if by some miracle, their was a new passion in their lust, as though this were really the very first time. They no longer felt like little virgin girls. They were women now. Young lesbians in love. It was the most beautiful feeling in the world.
They lay naked together, until darkness began to creep over them. Annie was the first to get up.
"I've got to go home," she said, bending to retrieve her clothes from the floor.
Karen ran her tongue down the sweaty crack between her ass cheeks.
"Just half an hour more," she pleaded.
Annie hesitated. Karen's fingers crept through her pubic bush and in between her thighs. Annie was holing her bra in her right hand, but made no move to straighten up and put it on. Karen's long finger entered her already wet pussy. She kissed her ass cheeks and ran her finger down between them. The long finger of her other hand slipped into her pussy, from behind. Annie dropped her bra and shut her eyes. To hell with what her mom might say about her getting home so late. What Karen was doing to her was worth anything.
Karen's fingers worked together inside her, bringing her to the peak of yet another orgasm. Afterwards, Annie sat back on the floor.
"God, Karen, we have to stop!" she panted.
"Why?" asked Karen, sliding off the bed. "It's fun and we're in love. And you want to lick my pussy again, don't you?"
She thrust it temptingly towards Annie's face.
A moment later, Annie's face was buried between Karen's soft thighs and her tongue was lapping at her pussy, with a fresh hunger.
THE END of "Lesbian Schoolgirls" STORY
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