Date: Sat, 9 Dec 2006 10:51:14 +1100 (EST)
From: madeline morrison <mdlnmrrsn@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: lesbian lovers

This is a story of lesbian love between a youth and an
older woman.
 The author is Madeline Morrison, my e-mail is
mdlnmrrsn@yahoo.com.au
The story is a little tale about something that happened
to me not that long ago.
The story is all my own work so I wouldn't like anybody
else to claim ownership to it. If you like it, please
copy it to your own computer.
The story is called LESBIAN LOVERS.

Victoria and I had formed a relationship that had started
when I met her in cafe where she worked. At that time I
was with a girlfriend that I'd just met, perhaps I should
have said a friend that later turned into a girlfriend.
Whilst the girlfriend and I had been sitting at the back
of the cafe waiting to be served I'd spotted Victoria,
the waitress, near the counter. I'd walked across to her
to ask her what her name was and to please come across
and take our order. Perhaps it was from having just
picked up an older woman in the hairdressers salon that I
was feeling so confident in myself but I thought Victoria
was a "neat" looking girl and I sort of mentally put her
in my diary for future reference.

She took our order and I thought she looked quite
interested when she saw a little of Erica's breasts where
her blouse had popped open. I think she got a bit nervous
when she noticed that I was looking at her looking at
Erica. When she knew that I'd seen her looking she left
us and went to order the coffee and cakes at the counter.
A few minutes later she returned with the coffee and
cakes and, as she put them on the table, which required
her to stoop quite low, I got a glimpse of her breasts.
Now, we were even, she'd seen Erica's breasts and I'd
seen hers. The interest she'd shown in Erica's breasts
made me think "wow, this girl's a lesbian too" and yes,
she was definitely going in my diary.

You know all about my experiences with Erica and how long
it had continued and how erotic our affair had been, that
is until our evening out at the Lez Bian cafe with
Florence, Erica, Victoria and myself. Everything had been
OK until Erica had caught me kissing Victoria and then
that was it, our affair was over but that was months
after I'd first met Victoria.

Anyway, when my girlfriend, Erica and I had finished our
coffee we left the cafe and went about our business. I
saw Victoria several times over the next few weeks when
Erica and I went in for coffee and I always made it a
point to stop and speak to her alone. On one occasion I
saw Victoria talking to somebody else near the counter
and again I went across to speak to her. This time I took
her hand and held it close to my thigh hoping she'd read
something into it. She did and it looked like a promise
so I said I'd see her one afternoon before she left work
for home.

It must have been about 4 o'clock one Tuesday afternoon
when I called in, just as she was finishing. She didn't
seem surprised to see me, that was a nice sign, so we
walked to another coffee bar for a chat. She was not
known at this one so we could chat in peace but I think I
may have come on a bit strong because she sort of jumped
when I took her hand. She didn't remove it though so
perhaps there was a little attraction there too. What may
have scared her was that I was still in school uniform
and whilst I don't look too bad in it I still looked like
a schoolgirl so I couldn't expect her not to be surprised

Again I may have been coming on too strong but she seemed
interested in both Erica and I. That caused me to feel a
little jealous because I wasn't looking to fix Erica up
with another girl I was interested in this girl for
myself. Anyway, we must have been there for about an hour
when I said I'm sorry Victoria but I have to go. Will I
see you tomorrow she'd asked and I felt quite "chuffed"
with her question but I couldn't see her the next day but
maybe Thursday afternoon when I didn't have to hurry
home. So we had an arrangement for me to meet her here
and not in her place of work but she'd asked me to wear
something that made me look a little older.

I had a pair of Erica's knickers and a bra at home that
I'd exchanged with her the previous Saturday when we'd
been to a motel, they would do and perhaps I could sneak
out with one of Florence's skirts and blouses. I could
always change in the ladies toilets here in the shopping
centre and I'd bring some make up with me too. I
shouldn't look too young then but I'd have to wait and
see how she felt.

When we met she didn't offer to take me to a cafe but
took my hand and led me to where her car was parked in
the staff car park. We slipped in and without asking me
where I'd like to go she just drove off. It was only a
short ride to where we were going but I was surprised
when we pulled up outside a house. OK, she'd said, this
is it and she opened the door and got out expecting me to
follow her. We walked round the back of the house where
she had a little flat with a pretty white painted door.
She turned the key and we walked in to find the cutest
little place I'd ever seen.

Such a very typically girly flat, pretty curtains and a
nice colourful tablecloth, all together a place that
seemed to offer a nice welcome. She started as though to
give me the "grand tour " but my confidence levels were
very high so I didn't let her take me past the bedroom
before I had my arms around her and my knee in between
her legs putting pressure on her groin. She winced with
the pressure but I'd pushed her against a door so she
really didn't have anywhere to go and with the way I was
feeling I wasn't going to let her past me and the only
part of the bedroom that interested me was the bed. I
kissed her and held her breast, no messing about with
this girl, before I led her to the bed and pushed her
down on it. Don't know whether she was a bit startled but
at least she was surprised at the speed of my movements.
I'd now got her blouse unfastened almost to the waist and
she was calling out "wait" but I didn't have time nor the
inclination to wait, I wanted her breasts in my mouth.

You're going too quickly she'd said as I took her breast
out of her bra and put her nipple in my mouth but after
I'd sucked it for a few seconds she obviously didn't want
me to "wait" she had her hand on the back of my head
holding me firmly to her breast. I thought now I'm OK
she's holding me there so I can afford to take my time
now and go back to her lips, she's sure to want me back
on her nipple before too long. I spent quite a long time
kissing her with my tongue exploring her mouth and my
hands exploring her breasts but when I came up for air
she said "my God Madeline, how old are you? When I told
her I was only sixteen she couldn't believe how much
confidence I had. She knew that I was a schoolgirl but
apparently she'd thought that I was probably just about
to leave which could have made me at least eighteen or
possibly even nineteen. Maybe fear had set in but I
didn't give her a chance to change her mind, I was in one
of my aggressive moods, not physically but sexually, so I
held her head between my hands whilst I kissed her once
again. This time I wasn't quite so gentle, I intended her
to know that I hadn't come here to look at her etchings,
as they used to say in old fashioned novels, I'd come
here to fuck her. I wasn't cruel, just firm with her,
letting her know that I wouldn't stand any messing about,
I wanted her and I had every intention of not leaving
before I'd undressed her, seen her naked and made her
"cum" in my mouth.

So, are we at an impasse, I don't think so, she seems to
have come to the conclusion that my intentions have been
made clear and it won't involve any cruelty on my part
she's amenable to my desires. I opened her blouse all the
way down to the waist and saw all her bra and then her
naked breasts for the very first time. They weren't big,
just a nice size to kiss and suck and her nipples had
grown in accordance with the rest of her breasts so they
were not too big either. Oh fuck, I wanted them quite
badly right now so I brought her to the edge of the bed
and let her sit there with her breasts dangling directly
in front of me whilst I was kneeling in front of her. I
only had to lean forward to take her nipple in my mouth
but she assisted me when she leant forward and held them
out for me.

The position of who was fucking who came into my mind as
I was kneeling there with her nipple in my mouth moaning
with pleasure as I sucked and licked at that pretty
little thing. She was pulling her breast away from her
chest perhaps in an attempt to squeeze more of it into my
mouth and every time her hands touched my lips I'm sure I
let out another moan. She was talking to me quite gently
saying that I didn't need to worry, I could have as much
as I wanted, she'd been waiting for this ever since she'd
seen me in the cafe with Erica. The thought did cross my
mind that perhaps she meant she wanted Erica in
preference to me but she was going to accept me by
default.

Obviously, I'm now her sexual slave, she'd moved me to
her other nipple saying that we have to be fair to them
both, they needed equal time but the breast that I'd just
left was being "mauled" quite fiercely with her left hand
whilst at the same time she was pressing my head against
the other breast. I needed to come up to breath because
the way she was holding my head had my nostrils almost
buried in her tit. It was a struggle to get away because
she now had the mastery of me.

It had been sometime since I'd last had a breast in my
mouth so whilst I didn't want to let it go I really
needed to take a breath. When I pulled away from her
right breast she must have thought that I wanted to go
back to the left one, the nipple that she'd been tugging
at and generally abusing was almost stuck in my mouth but
it felt lovely, it had seemingly grown so much. My mouth
was trying to open even further in an attempt to get even
more of her nipple and breast in my mouth and now as I
sucked her deeper into my open mouth I could hear myself
whimpering with joy.

This was not what I'd intended, I thought I'd be the one
making her moan but the reverse was true, I just couldn't
get enough into my mouth. Fortunately, she broke the
spell by pushing my head down to her groin and that break
gave me the time to get my emotions under control. As I
moved down her body kissing her exposed chest and ribs my
hand was pushing itself inside her skirt reaching for her
pussy. The skirt had an elasticated waist so it wasn't
difficult to find my way down to her knickers, oh what
joy, they weren't plain cotton, they were nylon, so shiny
that my hand just glided across them until they reached
her wet spot. When my hand arrived there she let out a
sigh and opened her legs even further so that my hand
could move in between her legs to stroke each of her
inner thighs in turn.

Her hand soon joined mine, pressing it against her pussy
lips and then gently moving it over her mound. Our
movements were eased by the amount of liquids that were
escaping through her knickers and my hand, being
underneath hers, was soon soaked with her juices. I now
desperately wanted to taste her but she held my hand
where it was increasing the pressure on it and making my
index finger push the material of her knickers inside her
pussy. Her knickers were not loose, as I like them, (must
talk to her about that soon) but the elastic held them
very close to her body.

However, with her help we moved them out of the way so
that I could get inside her but I guess I deceived her,
what went inside her was my tongue and not my finger. Now
it was my turn to make her moan as I moved my now wet
tongue inside her slit pushing not too gently in as far
as I could and then helping to stretch her with my
fingers before moving my tongue to say hello to her
clitoris. Whilst I was making her moan with pleasure I
was not in a much better condition myself, my pussy was
also in a very wet condition and when she suggested that
we perform a 69 on each other I didn't think I'd last
very long.

We separated so we could get undressed, all I had to do
was slip her blouse off her shoulders, her bra followed
and then joy, I dropped her skirt to the ground followed
and then I knelt in front of her again and removed her
knickers. Wonderful, my very first glimpse of her naked
pussy, I couldn't resist kissing it even though I know it
wasn't fair to her, she was waiting to undress me. I
stood in front of her, no embarrassment showing on my
face, whilst she removed my blouse, skirt, bra (I loved
the look in her eyes as she took it off and saw my bare
breasts) and she also knelt whilst she removed my
knickers. I was hoping that she'd do as I'd done and kiss
my pussy but she didn't, she pushed me back onto the bed
and knelt between my legs whilst she briefly kissed me
and without bothering with my breasts she turned and
placed her pussy directly over my mouth. When she lowered
herself to me I could see little drops of her fluids
showing on her lips and the very sight of them made me
reach out for her lips so I could suck her little drops
into my mouth.

Obviously Victoria had done this before because she
didn't lower herself any further but she took my pussy in
her mouth and teased me. What could I say, I couldn't
protest I was in ecstasy with her mouth devouring me, oh
how good she was, I wanted her to stay there, I'd
forgotten about my desires to lick her pussy. If she had
spent the rest of the evening just sucking, licking and
fingering me I would have been extremely happy but it
wasn't to be because I was almost there and just as I was
about to "cum" she lowered her pussy to my mouth and
without any further inspiration from me she filled me
with her lovely creamy `cum".

Both of us were satisfied as you can imagine and we, or
she, turned to lie alongside me where she kissed me so
slowly and so deeply that I could taste my `cum", on her
tongue, it was right at the back of my mouth along with
what remained of the "cum" I'd licked from her.

That had been an absolutely wonderful experience, I'd
never been "overpowered" before, I'd almost always been
the aggressor. I hope though, in future she'd be more
receptive to my advances and let me do the majority of
the work, my desire was to be the leader. We lay there
for a little while until she reminded me that I had to go
home before I got myself in trouble so we kissed a few
more times and then she ran me home. She dropped me off
quite close to my home but not near enough that Florence
could see us, as I got out of the car she said she'd see
me on Saturday morning in the cafe.

That could be dangerous because I was due to go there
with Erica for our usual meeting but she said we
shouldn't worry about Erica, she, that's Victoria, is the
soul of discretion and Erica wouldn't know anything about
us.

My only fear was now is that we'd had a wonderful time I
thought there was a possibility, given half a chance,
that she'd try to "hit on" Erica and not only would I
have lost Erica but my chances with her would be over
too.

Now, we've been lovers for a little while, some of that
time was whilst I was still with Erica and then part of
the time whilst I've been with her alone. She's told me
that sex, of itself, is not sufficient, she wants love
too. I couldn't promise her that, I think I'm far too
young to be making any commitments of that kind
consequently she'd told me that our little romance was
finished and since then she's had a steady girlfriend and
they're talking about moving in together.

Me, I don't have a girlfriend now, how could I when it
seems to be built into me that I treat all the girls I
like badly and at some time they eventually come to their
senses and break it off with me. I often think about the
times I spent with Erica but when I see her with Florence
I'm aware that I have no chance of reconciliation with
her at all.