Date: Thu, 1 Apr 2004 14:35:42 -0800 (PST)
From: Marie LeClare <marieleclare@yahoo.com>
Subject: Age of Innocence Lost - lesbian adult youth

This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents
either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.
Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is
entirely coincidental

NOTE: This is a true story about my first experience with a woman, but due
to legal reasons it had to be put under fiction.


Age of Innocence Lost Ff
By
Marie LeClare 


My Mom had always wanted to be a dancer on Broadway, but her parents
couldn't afford dancing class so she sent me. I was in my first recital at
the age of 5 and loved people looking at me, as I played a kitten.

When we moved from the little village in Canada to the big city in Ohio, I
was enrolled in dancing school even before I was enrolled in the local
Catholic school. I totally loved seeing the other girls undressing for gym,
although I didn't know what I was feeling, at night I would masturbate
thinking of them.

Miss Shaw, my dancing teacher took a special interest in me and sometimes,
instead of practicing at her dancing studio, we would practice at her
apartment. She took me through all the classics of ballet, tap dancing, toe
dancing, and jazz. When I did good she would hug me close to her and tell
me how beautiful I was and how talented. At night I would think back to her
and the thought of her hugging me, and I would rub my little pussy.

One day, I was 14, and trying a very difficult toe dancing leap, and fell
in a heap on the floor. Miss Shaw picked me up in her arms and carried me
to the couch. Smelling her perfume, it was White Diamonds my favorite even
today, did something to me and I wanted to be home to rub my pussy, but I
couldn't.

As I lay on the couch in my black leotards, she picked up my leg and
started to massage it, telling me it was going to be alright, even going so
far as to kiss my foot.

Her hand was massaging up further, and although I didn't know anything
about women making love I really enjoyed her hands on me, hoping against
hope that she would touch my pussy.

It really got intense when her hand was massaging my inner thigh, and I
thought I was smelling the smell from my pussy that would happen when I
would rub it, and hoping she couldn't smell it like I could.

Her fingers got closer and closer to my pussy, and when her little finger
slipped under the leg of my leotards I held my breath. Not saying a word or
breathing, wanting her to touch my pussy, which she did.

"Marie" she said, "your little vagina is all wet. Do you have to pee?" I
just nodded no, not hardly even breathing. "Do you have to masturbate?" she
said as her little finger was softly rubbing my little pussy, "it's alright
if you do, because even grownup ladies like myself masturbate."

I was blushing like mad, and asked "you do?" She said "yes I do. Would you
like me to help you? It'll be our little secret." I just nodded yes, not
hardly breathing.

She pulled aside my leotards and cotton panties, which by this time had a
wet spot, and rubbed my pussy. It was incredible, like nothing I had ever
felt before in my entire life. She said, "you have a lovely pussy Marie, I
think I'm going to kiss it" as she lowered her head and kissed my pussy.

As I felt her lips on my pussy, her tongue started licking, and thinking to
myself, that's not kissing, that's licking, but don't stop. When she parted
my little pussy lips with her fingers and I felt her tongue invade my holy
of holies, I thought I was in heaven.

Moments later I could feel the tingle getting stronger and I knew from my
playing with my pussy that I was going to cum. The feeling generated
throughout my whole body and I stiffened, my pussy contracted, and I came.

As she sat back up she asked if I liked that and again I nodded yes. Then
she said, "would you like to help me masturbate?" Just by the look in my
face, or perhaps I nodded again, I don't remember, but she hiked up her
skirt and rolled down her panties, and for the first time in my entire life
I saw a woman's pussy without any hair.

As she lay back on the couch she took my hand and drew me to her, placing
my hand on her wet pussy. I really didn't know what to do but I rubbed it
like I used to rub my own pussy.

Then she said, "Marie, would you kiss it like I kissed your pussy?" Before
I could answer she pulled me closer to her and put her hand on the back of
my head, drawing me to her pussy.

As my head got closer to her pussy I took a quick little lick of my fingers
to see if her taste would be awful, but it wasn't. So I stuck out my tongue
as far as I could stretch it and let it connect with her pussy.

"Oh yes Marie just like that, don't stop licking until I tell you to stop"
she said. As she held herself open she told me to lick the little bump at
the top of her slit in a little circle, which I did.

My jaw was starting to hurt from doing all the licking and I wondered how
much longer I would have to lick, when all of a sudden she started jumping
around on the couch saying "oh God yes, don't stop", and liquid started
pouring out of her pussy which tasted so good I drank it.

Finally she settled down and released my head and helped me sit up, asking
"did you like that Marie?" I just nodded yes again, and she said "we must
keep this fun a secret, but from now on in we're lovers Marie". I just
beamed and said, "I love you", and she said, "I love you too Marie".

If you like this story or have any comments, please write me at
MarieLeClare@Yahoo.com I also have a woman's only free group on Yahoo. If
you're a woman, 18 or older, and it says that on your Yahoo profile, you
can join. We have other lesbian writers and their fans.
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/MarieLeClaresStoryland/