Message-ID: <30045asstr$988459801@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <sable_bunny@webtv.net> X-WebTV-Signature: 1 ETAsAhQnt4uALXQy663DPlkzJsWFHay0YQIUKGckF/KfOUF8bCOfpi+ezCEFdOo= From: sable_bunny@webtv.net (R A) X-Original-Message-ID: <13919-3AEA08C5-91@storefull-217.iap.bryant.webtv.net> Content-Disposition: Inline Content-Type: Text/Plain; Charset=ISO-8859-1 MIME-Version: 1.0 (WebTV) Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit X-MIME-Autoconverted: from Quoted-Printable to 8bit by sara.asstr-mirror.org id UAA16650 Subject: {ASSM} Physical Education ( Ff ) X-Original-Subject: Yes I want it posted Date: Sat, 28 Apr 2001 08:10:01 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2001/30045> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, kelly Physical Education My first lesbian experience happened shortly after my fifteenth birthday. My body was that of a well developed 18 year old rather than a student of 15. My breasts which had begun developing at age 8 were now at 15 a very impressive and sometimes bothersome 36 DD. While this was all good and well from a male advantage point they often caused me great pain while running track. Sports bras just don't do it once you've reached a certain size. Everyday after practice we'd shower and then I'd wait for the other girls to leave so I could lay along the bench on my back. There were no team mates around to snatch my bother me so I felt perfectly comfortable laying there with just a towel across my waist. I usually did this for a couple of minutes just to give my breasts a little rest. Well, that day I fell asleep for at least a half hour or so and awoke to my gym teacher Laura Kegan standing over me. My first reaction was to cover myself but, my arms were so heavy from sleep they had a delayed reaction to my brain. "Are your breasts still sore," She asked. I saw her struggling to maintain eye contact me but, with every other word they would steal a glance further and further down my body. I nodded yes, finally reaching for the towel up to cover my breasts. I was filled with panic when I found that it was no longer across my waist but, had fallen to the floor. "Can I touch....." She blushed spreading a scarlet red across her beautifully pronounced cheek bones. "Could I give you a massage? She corrected." I lay wordless wondering what she had wanted to touch. Without waiting to hear my reaction she had placed her warm inviting hands on my breasts. She began rubbing and caressing them in a circular motion. Which was both soothing and overwhelmingly erotic. I had never been with another woman before let alone been touched by one but, I had fantasies. Many fantasies about it all the time. I allowed her to go on, touching me. I loved to have my nipples played with and I hoped it would lead to at least that. Her hands felt so smooth against them. It was different than the way it felt when the boys would grope and fumble over them. She was careful about it, gentle. I had never known that you could make love to a person with your hands. She took me into her palms and just slid her hands up and down my breasts. Careful(I believe) to press extra hard when going over my nipples. I have extra sensitive nipples and she was on the verge of making me cum. She saw that I was throughly enjoying the stimulation and decided to take things one step further. She removed her shirt and then unfastened her bra showing me her wonderful breasts. I had stared at them countless times while she was leading us in practice but, I never envisioned that they were as stunning as they were. She was smaller than myself a C cup but they were perfect, up turned, and just waiting to be sucked. What I remember the most is how they bounced as she walked over to lock the door. I was ,needless to say stunned. Seeing her like that lit a fire inside of me that to this day has yet to be put out. I was still lying on the bench when she came back and leaned over me once again. Taking my hand she placed it on her breast and I immediately felt how excited she was and started to rub her nipple in a circular motion just as she had rubbed me. I knew to reciprocate the actions a new lover makes because it is most likely what they want done to themselves and that, was the way I liked it. Then she caught me off guard taking my tit into her mouth. She did it in one swift motion. Ducking down and sucking me inside of her. It was during my first orgasm that I screamed out her name and she kissed me to muffle my voice. Her mouth was so very sweet. She kissed me with soft little nips often taking my lips between her teeth. I had forgotten that I was completely nude until she placed her Hands under my ass, gave me a firm squeeze, and told me to sit up. I did so straddling the bench. "If this is making you uncomfortable we can stop, She told me." I was far from uncomfortable. In fact I had never been so sexually aroused before. She took my silence as a sign to go ahead and removed the rest of her clothing. She sat down beside me, lifted my leg, and slid her's beneath. She did the same thing with my other leg. I didn't question any of this. I just went along eager to know what was going to come next. With our legs entwined She began to scoot closer to me until I could feel the heat of her pussy and finally felt her, wet, against me. Then I felt her push her clit against mine and I smiled as she began grinding against me. We were humping away at each other like two feverish animals. I couldn't believe how wonderful it felt. I wanted to scream out at the top of my lungs calling her name out over and over. Slipping and rubbing up against each other I began to feel light headed and I knew we were both about to cum. She leaned down, bit my titty, and I just went wild. It was also the first time my vision blacked out during sex. This was the only act we performed. Even though that evening I sat alone in my room wishing we had gone down on each other. I'm now happy with things as they happened. Besides that first was saved for another time. Like I told you I was very experimental and very active. Once in awhile we run into each other in our little town. She has never spoken a word to me about that day but, I know she doesn't regret it. I get a steamy little letter from her every year on the exact day she introduced me to the pleasure two women can share. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com> | | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderator: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |<http://www.asstr-mirror.org>, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+