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Subject: {ASSM} Story: How I became a lesbian lover. fF
Date: Thu, 30 Mar 2000 20:10:12 -0500
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HOW I BECAME A LESBIAN LOVER

by

JO-ANNE

It happened on a Saturday morning during the summer school holidays.

I was at home alone the Saturday after my thirteenth birthday. Mom and
Dad had gone to visit granny in a town some distance from us as they
ususally do on the first Saturday of the month and, as they usually
do, would only return very late. Fiona, my big sister, had packed a
picnic lunch and she left when her boyfriend, Roy, arrived in his car.

I cleared the breakfast things and tidied the kitchen and went
upstairs to wash my hair. When I came out of the bathroom, I decided
to put on some of the new things Mom had bought me for my birthday.
She said that I was a big girl now like my sister and needed real
feminine wear. She bought me nighties and panties and bras. Real bras.
I was no longer going to wear trainers. I slipped off my robe and put
on a bra with lace and a silk panty and stood in front of the full
length mirror.

I was drying my hair but at the same time I was looking at my image.
Tall and a little thin, but Mom said not to worry, pretty soon you
will look like Fiona. I hoped so, as Fiona was a lovely girl. She was
tall with long shapely legs and a real sexy body. I mean, she had
beautiful full rounded breasts.

When my hair was dry, I started brushing it. Like Fiona I have long
black hair. I bent forward and let my hair fall down and started
brushing with long strokes. Now and again I would stand up straight
and look at myself in the mirror. I so wished those breasts would get
a move on!

But the rest of me was not bad. Not bad at all. Long legs, like Fiona.
Slightly rounded behind. Narrow waist. Flat tummy. And a just
perceptible bulge between my legs. Just enough to tell what delight
was available there. Right there and just waiting to be stroked. Oh
yes! Like other girls nobody had to teach me the pleasures my clit
could give.

In fact, I was so horny today that I planned to excite myself and play
with myself. I could see in the mirror the smile forming round my
lips. Dad is an umpire at ball games and some time ago bought a
massager to relax his legs and his back. One day I discovered that the
large rubber pad vibrated quite strongly. Of course I tried it on my
pleasure place and the result was astounding! I was wet in no time
between my legs and when I came I just had to groan with delight. My
hips shook and my breath raced. I could only use the massager when I
was alone at home and that day was going to be one of those days I
could climax as often as I had strength left. I patted my pleasure
place and promised myself that it would be another beautiful day.

Just then the doorbell rang. I hastily pulled on my Bermuda shorts and
a loose fitting shirt and went downstairs. It was Linda, Fiona's best
friend who worked with her in the bank.

"Hi", said Linda, "how are you, Jo-Anne?"

"Fine, and you Linda?" And without waiting for an answer said that
Fiona had gone with Roy to their favourite picnic spot.

"I know" she said.

I was uncertain what to do.

I said "Mom is not here either".

Again Linda said "I know" and smiled.

"Are you not going to invite me in, Jo-Anne?"

"Sorry, Linda. Of course! Come in".

We walked to the living room, Linda in front of me. I noticed that her
long pants fitted her perfectly accentuating the nice shape of her
behind. She was wearing a light blue shirt and it was possible to see
that she wore an expensive lace bra. She caught my gaze and gave me
one of her smiles showing her white teeth. She really was a picture.
Blond hair swept up. And those blue eyes were so perfectly matched by
the colour of her shirt that I could not help blurting out that she
looked truly lovely.

"Thanks Jo-Anne"

A few weeks ago I became aware that she started calling me by my name
and no longer referred to me as "Kiddo", as my sister still does.

We chatted away for a while and Linda then said that Fiona had told
her that I got some nice "women's" clothing for my birtday. And that
it was real sexy.

"Yes" I answered with enthusiasm, "it's really nice and Mom was very
good to me".

"I would like to see it, if I may".

I blushed a little but said sure let's go up to my room.

I took my new things out and spread them on the bed. Linda was
impressed.
"This is lovely" she said, "and I am sure it must look very sexy on
you".

"In fact, I've got something on now" and blushed again.

"Please show me, if you don't mind". Linda's eyes were bright. 

I blushed again and asked whether I should take it off.

"No, I want to see it on you". Linda's voice had changed a little. It
was sort of soft and warm.

I pulled off the shirt and stepped out of the shorts.

Linda picked up my hairbrush and brushed my hair with long even
strokes until it was shining and hanging down straight. She stood in
front of me.

"What a beautiful girl you are!" Linda said. "White skin, black hair,
dark eyes, long legs".

Her voice trailed off towards the end and I noticed that her eyes were
on the black triangle just visible through my panty.

She came forward and parted my hair and draped my hair over each
shoulder so that it cascaded over my breasts. She looked at me with
her head held sideways.

"No, we do not want to cover those perky little breasts. They are far
too lovely".

With gentle slow movements she slid my hair over my shoulders and down
my back. Linda remained in front of me, her hands on my shoulders. I
could feel the warmth of her hands. And that they were trembling. She
moved her hands slightly and brushed my skin with the tips of her
fingers.

"Does this embarras you?" Linda asked.

I shook my head. I could hardly speak. In a whisper I told her that it
felt good.

Her fingers were slowly, slowly moving towards my breasts. My
heartrate increased sharply and I closed my eyes. Her fingers were
caressing me along the edge of my bra. I could feel my nipples getting
stiff. My mouth was dry and I had difficulty in swallowing. Next, her
hands were like cups on my breasts. Linda leaned forward and gently
kissed me. Her lips were warm and moist. I felt goose pimples forming
all over my body. I kissed her back. When she slightly opened her lips
and I felt her tongue playing on my lips, I could not stop myself and
put my arms around Linda.

I felt breasts against breasts, legs against legs, tummy against
tummy, pleasure place against pleasure place. I sighed and Linda
pushed her tongue into my mouth. What a fantastic feeling that was! I
became wet between my legs immediately.

We were kissing each other passionately. I felt Linda's hands seeking
for the clasp of my bra. She unhooked my bra and stepped back to let
it fall to the ground and came forward and started to kiss my throat
and shoulders, working her way towards my breasts. I was gasping for
air. No-one had ever kissed my breasts and I was trembling. When
Linda's tongue rasped over my nipples I could almost not find enough
air to breathe.

Linda's voice was soft and low when she asked whether I wanted to do
it. And I was embarrassed when I had to say that I had no experience,
but yes, I wanted to do it.

She lead me to my bed and we gathered all my undies and put them on a
chair. I lied down, watching Linda remove her clothes. The sight of
her breasts sweeping up to her nipples greatly excited me. But it was
her triangle that made me shiver. I could hardly wait to touch it.

"On your tummy" Linda ordered and I turned around. Linda got onto the
bed and stood on her hands and knees over me. I felt her soft warm
lips on my shoulders caressing my back. Then her face was in my neck
and I felt her hot breath on my skin. Linda lowered her body until her
nipples touched my back. She moved up and down stroking my back with
her breasts. She lowered herself onto me completely and I felt her
full weight on me. It was incredible! Her skin was hot and soft and
her mouth warm and wet.

"Honey", she whispered into my ear, "we have lots of time. Let us
enjoy ourselves. Don't rush. We can climax several times and take as
long as we like. I can come at least four times and I will help you to
do the same".

Linda started making thrusting movements with her hips. Her pleasure
place was pressing hard on my behind. She was rubbing her clit against
me.

"Lift your body slightly, honey, I want to get my hands on your tits
and your pussy".

We do not normally use those words in our family and I never heard
Linda use them before, but they seemed right. I lifted myself slightly
from the bed and Linda put her left hand on my left breast and her
right hand on my pussy. As she started rubbing her body against me,
she held my breast and slipped two fingers into my slit.

"Tell me when I reach the right spot" Linda whispered between deep
breaths. "Up little" I said, "yes, yes, yes!"

Linda's movements became more and more physical and I could feel the
perspiration running off her onto me. Her mouth was next to my ear and
I could hear her groan. With every thrust she groaned. It made me
really hot. I slid my right hand in undeneath my body and put it on
Linda's hand. I gave her the rhythm I liked.

When Linda came her whole body convulsed several times and her hands
tightened their grip on my breast and nice place. She groaned loudly
and breathed very hard .... Slowly, very slowly her body relaxed and
became limp.

"Let's go and get some water and when we come back it will be your
turn, beautiful Jo-Anne, to ride me".

Copyright subject to the Berne Convention

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