Date: Sun, 5 Jul 1998 03:41:12 EDT
From: LuOmVaErOo@aol.com
Subject: Rosanne

*This is a real life experience.  The scenery and timing of events are not as
they* *really did occur,*
*This story has some violence (but not much)*
 
    I had met Rosanne when I was 13.  My first contact with her scared the
hell out of me.  Rosanne is filipino, has brown eyes and wears glasses, little
bit longer than shoulder length black hair (that she rarely let down, only
when we were in privite), I admit she's tomboyish and is quite strong I might
add.   

    The first time I met her was my first softball practice for my PAL
Softball Team.  She showed up wearing a blue Nike shirt and baggy swoosh pants
(those pants that go "swoosh-swoosh-swoosh" when you walk).  I thought "Oh,
*she's* gonna be fun to kick it with."  I didn't really talk to her the first
few practices.  She was really quiet and didn't talk to anyone.

    After one practice she needed a ride home.  My dad offered and she
accepted.  We both had to ride in the back of the truck because there was no
room up front.  I had to break the ice some how, so I asked her what her
hobbies were and crap like that.  We found that we had a lot in common.  We
quickly became close friends and later were named "The Bash Sisters" because
we were the "rougher" two on the team.

     The closer we got, the more time we spent with eachother.   We'd go to
the gym, movies, I'd stay at her house, she's stay at mine.  One day we
decided to go to the gym and play a lil' tennis.  After she beat me about what
seemed like 90 million times, we decided to stop and we headed to the locker. 

    We showered (and NO, I did not look at her in the shower, nor did she look
at me) and got back into our towels.  We talked while walking to the lockers
where we set down our bags and clothes.  We both sat down on the bench and
finished our convo.  I bent over and reached for my bags.  As I did that, my
towel had slipped and exposed my chest.  I didn't know until I noticed that
Rosanne was looking at my chest.  

    She didn't blush nor seemed embarassed for me catching her eyeing me.  Nor
was I embarassed that she was.  I quickly adjusted my towel and continued to
change.  When I had finished changing and pulling my hair into a short wet
ponytail, Rosanne asked for me to do her hair.  She NEVER let anyone touch her
hair, if you touched it...consider yourself dead.  

    So I took her brush and began to comb out all of her tangles.  I had to
reach over her to gather all her hair back, as I did so I accidentally brushed
passed her chest and felt that her nipples and become erect.  This turned me
on slightly and I wasn't quite sure why I was feeling this way.  I finished
her hair by pulling it into a tight french braid.  

    I sat down next to her and waited as she put away her stuff and closed her
back.  There was an odd silence as we both stared down at the floor.  I looked
at her and she was smiling back at me.  Both of our heads slowly moved closer
to one another.  I felt her lips barely touch mine and it sent a tingling
sensation down my spine.  We kissed and I slid my tongue into her mouth.  I'm
not sure who broke the kiss, but it was broken.  She grabbed my hand and said
"Let's go call my dad and go home."

    When we got to her house I called my mom and told her that I was staying
over at Rosanne's.  I didn't need to go home because I had half a closet of my
clothes that I shared with Rosanne and my own cot and blankets.  We went
upstairs and pulled out my cot.  We set it up next to her bed so it seemed as
though it was one bed.  We did this so we could talk and watch TV on her bed,
and when I got tired I could just roll off the side to my cot.  

    We went to the closet to decide what we were to wear tonight.  I asked if
I could wear a pair of her pajama's and she said sure.  I chose to wear her
blue flannel pants and button flannel shirt.  I kept my wonder bra on (yes, I
did say wonder bra) on because I don't take it off until the last second
before I go to sleep.  She wore my green silk pants and button up top.  
  
    I felt myself become horny and wet at the thought that Rosanne wore these
clothes...and I knew that she didn't wear any underwear to bed, nor did I.  We
went downstairs and got some strawberries.  We headed back upstairs, shut the
door, turned on the TV and got on her bed.  I sat back against her bed frame
and she leaned back on me.  There was a commerical break from ER and she went
and got the strawberries. 

    She handed me the bowl and laid down back against me.  I said "I have an
idea" and flashed an evil grin.  I picked up a strawberry and bit into it.  It
was real juicy and juice dribbled down my chin.  I brought the remaining part
of the strawberry down to Rosanne's mouth.  She licked off some of the juice
that was about to drip off and sucked slightly on the strawberry while keeping
her eyes on mine.  She bit off the rest of the strawberry (leaving the stem).
I leaned down and kissed her. 

   I forced my tongue into her mouth and could taste the strawberry.  I broke
the kiss after what seemed like an hour.  She sat up and turned around to face
me.  She whispered "you'd look much better with that shirt unbuttoned" and
started to unbotton my shirt.  She gently brushed her hand over my chest and
moved down to my breast.  She leaned forward and kissed the pale skin that was
not exposed from my bra on my left tit.

    My breathing began to quicken and my heart was racing.  I began to think
"Am I really a lesbian?"  She moved up and got me in a tight and lustfull
liplock.  My arms came on around her waist and pulled her closer to me.  By
this time I was slighty horny and craved more.  I broke the kiss and began to
kiss her on the neck and collarbone.  I unbuttoned her shirt and kissed every
part I could and left a wet trail down to her elastic waist band.  

   She got up out of the bed and locked her door incase someone decided to
give us a quick visit.  While she was locking the door I had removed my bra,
buttoned up my shirt and removed my pants.  The shirt reached my knee's, so
there wasn't anything showing.  I laid back and continued to watch ER.  George
Clooney was busy arguing with a patient, I was completely lost.  Rosanne laid
down next to me and tried to make sense of what was going on.  We decided that
we were both lost and had no idea what was going on.  

    I sat up and Rosanne was laying down.  I noticed she too removed her pants
and that her shirt was still open.  I looked down and noticed that she too
barely had any pubic hair.  The sight of seeing her pussy made me horny and I
needed to get something real bad.  I looked at her face and she was smiling as
she watched me explore her body with my eyes.  She looked so innocent, but I
knew and she knew that niether of us were innocent at that moment.

    I wasn't quite sure what to do next, this was my first time ever being
with a girl like this.  But I was getting really horny and wet and I needed
some contact.  So I got on my knee's and straddled her so that our pussy's
were touching.  I could feel that she too was already wet.  I unbuttoned my
shirt, took it off and helped her slide her arms out of the sleeves of her
own.  I reached down and began to fondle her left breast while pinching her
right nipple.  I could tell that this was getting her horny.  

    I bent down and began to suck on her right nipple.  I circled, flicked and
played with it with my tonuge.  I nibbled on it and pulled a tad.  When I felt
her get a lil' wetter, I moved on to her left nibble.  I teased her by kissing
and licking around it,  barely touching it.  Then when I heard her breathing
increase, I took it whole into my mouth.  I breathed in sharply and grabbed my
shoulders.  I could tell she was really really wet and horny by now.  I then
kissed up her neck and on her chin until I met with her lips.  She kissed me
hungrily and ran her hands down my back.

    I sat up and looked at her.  She looked really innocent and cute.  I
couldn't resist her.  I felt her hips begin to move.  Before I know it, we're
grinding our pussies into eachother.  I positioned myself so I could feel the
motions better and continued to hump her.  I moved my hips in time with hers
to makes sure that both I and her felt everything.  When I felt that I was on
the verge of an orgasm, I pushed her legs apart and laid on top of her.  She
wrapped her legs around me and we began to move as fast as we could.  I could
feel her wet mound pressing up against mine.  

    We had both already cummed and were reaching our climax.  We both went
into spasm's of orgasms and it seemed liked days before we could breathe
again.  When the spasm and ceased, I slowly moved my pussy away from hers.
There was cum all over me and her and on the bed.  I didn't know weither most
of it was from her or me, but it didn't really matter.

   She crawled out of bed and went to her drawer.  She reached inside a pulled
out a double-headed vibrating dildoe, I was amazed!  Where did SHE get a two
way strap on?!  I didn't ask and erased the thought.  I laid back on the bed
and she brought her toy over with her.  She got between my legs and could tell
that I was nervous.  I've never used one of those before.  She calmed me and
told me it'd be alright.   
  
    She brushed her fingers across my slit to feel how wet I was.  Then she
showed me how to put it in so I could do it to her.  She buckled it on me and
that it'd keep it from going all the way into one of us.  She slowly pushed it
in further and further.  It hurt at first, but I adjusted to it.  Then I did
what she showed me.  I pushed it into her slowly making sure not to move to
fast.  I saw that it looked like she was in pain, so I began to stop.  She
begged me not to and to keep going.  I gave one last pushed and I heard a
funny pop.  I couldn't belive it!  I popped her cherry!  *I* did. Not to
sleazy guy trying to get her pregnant.  Me, her best friend and now, her
lover. 

    She knew what it was, she had a shocked look on her face.  Then she smiled
and said "I never thought I'd lose my virginity to my best friend...or a
girl."  I never thought I would take a chick's virginity!   It was exciting,
yet strange.  I don't know where or how, but she flipped on the vibration to
maxium level.  We moved our hips in motion together and the vibration sent me
off like a rocket.

   She started to talk nasty to me and grope my chest.  She told me all the
things she wanted to do to me.  Our hips began to move faster and I had
already had an orgasm. She was reaching her climax and I reached up and
pinched her nipples.  I moved them between my thumb and forefinger.  Her grip
on my chest tightened and I almost screamed out in pain.

    I could feel her cum dripping out onto my legs.  I wasn't enjoying this
anymore.  She kept going even when I begged her to stop.  She had orgasm after
orgasm and didn't seem like she was able to hear nor see me.  I didn't think
they'd ever stop.  I found the switch and turned off the vibrator.  She kept
thrusting her pelvis sending the dildoe deeper and deeper.  I needed to
scream, but I couldn't.  The only thing I could to was cry.

    She felt it stop and her eyes flew open.  She saw that I wasn't enjoying
this and immediatly removed the dildoe and put it away.  I was no longer in
the mood for any "foreplay".  But she still was.  She held me for a couple of
minutes and then began to kiss me.  She moved down to my legs and spread them
a little.  I gave no reaction and just laid there.  I was still attempting to
recover from what had recently happened.  She got out of the bed and reached
into her drawer again.  I thought "My god, what is that?  Her drawer of sex
toys?!?"  
     
     She brought out a blindfold and rope.  I allowed her to blindfold me, but
when she got to the rope I refused.  I told her I was scared. She reassured me
by telling me that she wouldn't hurt me and that she'd be careful.  I gave in,
I trusted her.  She turned on her music, I wasn't sure why.   I felt her
kissing my legs and touching my thighs.  I felt vulnerable.  My legs were
spread and feet tied to the bed posts, my arms tied up and I was blindfolded.
I had no idea what she was going to do.  

    Then I felt her kiss my pussy and slide her tongue into my slit.  I
winced, my pussy was sore and swollen.  She parted my lips and found my clit
with her tongue.  It really hurt and I shouted out in pain.  I told her to
stop, she said "No, I'm just getting started."  I begged and pleaded with her
as she continued to suck and play with my clit.  She knew it hurt me, but
continued. 

   She moved her tongue down to my wet hole and darted her tongue in quickly
and then back out.  I thrashed my legs and yelled for her to stop, but she
held my legs down and went on doing her own thing.  I kept thrashing and
yelling and trying to get my hands out.  I guess her mother had left for the
store or something because no one was home to hear me yell.  She moved back up
to my clit and sucked on it.  She then slid in one finger and I yelled at her
to stop playing games.

   The more I yelled, the harder she sucked.  She then slid in another finger
and was pushing in as deep as she could.  I began to scream and she sucked
harder.  She entered another finger (did I mention she has THICK fingers) and
pushed in as hard and far as she could.  I passed out in the bed and didn't
wake up until morning.    When I awoke, I was in her arms with only my shirt
on.  That was my first time with a her and with a girl.  That wasn't the worst
time I had with her.  There were many more.

    I would like to say that I am not with someone else, someone more caring.
I love her very much and her sex is a whole helluva lot better.  :)


In the Highschool section, a couple of our encounters are under the title
"Jenny".
Go and read.