Date: Mon, 19 Dec 2016 20:24:30 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Making of a Kitten (Lesbian/Authorities, oral, anal, dom, F/FFF?)

Authorities, oral, anal, dom, F/FFF...)

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young
girl and older women.  If this type of content offends
you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.

Copyright 2016 Jan, All rights reserved

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                Making of a Kitten

                      By
                     Jan

      I was a college freshman at Boston College when I
had my first lesbian experience.  I was of Scot-Irish
decent and a natural redhead named Louise.  As a
devout Presbyterian family I grew up in a family that
was ignorant about lesbianism.  I don't even
remember hearing the word until I was in college.  I
was required to live the first year of college in a
female dorm.  I was assigned a roommate that was
girl of Welsh decent, named Rhianna.

      I was a petite 5-foot 2-inch girl, but in truth I
added a half inch, where she was a 5-foot 10-inch gal,
with dark blonde hair.  She was going to college on a
track scholarship.  When I first met her I was
intimidate by her size, but we soon became close
friends.  After the first year we even found us an
apartment off campus to share expenses.

      Our relationship became more emotional.  At first
we were like sisters, but it slowly became more
physical.  Living in a room no bigger than an average
sized bedroom was crowded with two single sized
beds, two desks and very little closet space with an
adjoining bathroom to service four girls let to a lot of
bumping into each other.

      After we went to bed and we were under
pressure to prepare for tests and turn in papers let
to sleepless night.  I became aware that Rhianna was
masturbating under the covers on her bed.  It was a
little embarrassing for both of us.  Even I had to
resort to self-gratification to get some sleep before
some troubling classes.  With four girls using the
same bathroom we could stay in the shower too long,
so we could masturbate in there.

      One evening while we were naked Rhianna and I
bumped into each other while getting ready for bed,
and she said, "Sit down on your bunk.  We need to
talk about this!"

      As soon as I sat down she stood in front of me
and said, "We are both a horny a rabbits.  We know
each other is masturbating almost every night.  It
would be a lot more satisfying if we helped each
other out."

      I was so naive the word lesbian had no meaning
for me, so I hardly understood what she was
suggesting.  I had never put s name to what I was
doing under the covers.  It just felt good to rub
myself between my legs.  In fact I was even
embarrassed to be in the same room with her while
we were naked, even talking about the subject with
her while we were naked embarrassing.  After all with
me sitting on my bunk, and her standing in front of
me with her dark blonde hairy crotch eye level was
enough to make me blush.

      To insure I understood what she was talking
about she reached down and placed her hand right on
my red bush and slipped a finger between the folds
of my vagina.  I instinctually clamped my thighs
around her hand to prevent her from doing anything
more.

      She said, "Calm down honey I'm not going to hurt
you!"

      I was too embarrassed to even say that what she
was doing was wrong.  The longer she played with my
pussy the wetter it got.  It even felt better than
when I did it to myself.

      Rhianna had the figure of an athlete, but I
noticed that she didn't shave her crotch and there
were dark blonde hairs growing down the inside of
her thighs a little ways.  I had noticed before that
when she was just wearing her panties that there
were hairs showing out from under both legs
openings.  Her breasts were bigger than mine but
compared to her size they were small.  At least they
wouldn't go flopping around while sprinting down the
track.

      I stopped fighting her and relaxed my legs.  She
placed her hand on my chest and pushed me
backwards and I and to turn to lay lengthwise on the
bunk.  Rhianna hovered over me and started sucking
on my tits and continued rubbing my pussy.  She
continued masturbating me until I had a strong
orgasm that was more intense than any orgasm I
from self-manipulation.  She eventually went to her
own bed leaving me to struggle all night with my
conscience all night.

      I didn't get any sleep that night.  I felt that what
she did to me was wrong, but I had enjoyed it very
much.  I got up early in the morning and got dressed
as quietly as possible, for fear that I would wake her
up.  I spent the day avoiding running into anyplace
Rhianna might be.  After my classes I hid out in the
library periodical section in the basement.  I spent
the time using one of the computers looking for
periodicals about human sexuality, specifically
articles about lesbianism.  I was struggling with my
own sexuality because I had enjoyed the sex so much.
After reading hundreds of articles before I was
satisfied that I was in fact a lesbian.

     Later that night I returned to the dorm and found
Rhianna bent over her desk studying something.  I
approached her and she deliberately ignored me.  I
stood behind her chair and placed my hands on her
shoulders and bent over and whispered in her right
ear, "I'm sorry about my behavior today!  I was
unsure of my feelings about what took place last
night!"  Having said that I slipped my hands under her
armpits and cupped both of her tits.  I gave them a
firm squeeze.

      Rhianna closed her book, and turned her head
towards me.  She gave me a wet kiss on the cheek
before turning her chair around to face me.

      We both tried to speak at the same time, but we
ended up just giggling like young school girls.  We
stared removing each other's clothes and made our
way to her bunk.  The bed was narrow enough to make
it uncomfortable for the two of us to lie next to each
other.  The obvious solution was to lie on top of each
other or between the legs of the other.

      It was a totally new experience for me to taste
the flesh other my roommate's tit.  When she placed
her hands on top of her head and applied pressure I
knew she wanted me to go down on her.  I scooted
almost to the foot of her bed and studied her pussy.

      Rhianna had a carpet of dark blonde pubic hair.  I
combed it with my fingertips so that I could inspect
her pussy.  After all I had never actually seen where
the urethra was located.  Her hands were still resting
on my head, and she pulled my head against her cunt.

      For the first time I actually tasted the flesh of
another females pussy.  I started licking her pussy
and my nose was buried in her pubic hair.  It took me
a little time to get used to the pungent odor of her
cunt.  I found her hooded clitoris and sucked it into
my mouth.  Between increasing and decreasing by
sucking power and shaking my head around Rhianna
had a strong orgasm.  The way I could tell she was
cumming was her smashing me face against her cunt
and clamping her thighs against my ears.  When
Rhianna recovered she exchanged places with me, and
sucked my pussy until I was satisfied.

      We became lovers and spent our free time in our
room sucking pussy.  By the second year we had
rented an apartment off campus.  We set up
housekeeping like a married couple.  That year we
discovered other girls that were into lesbian sex.  We
went to parties where we openly had sex with other
girls, but it was difficult for me because I felt
jealousy pangs.  During the winter we were invited to
a party of a mutual friend, and we knew there would
be plenty of sex.

      Because of the cold night everyone had to dress
accordingly.  When everyone arrived they had to pile
all their excess clothes on top of the extra bedroom.
We made our way to the kitchen to make ourselves
mixed drinks to taste.  We greeted friends with a
hug and kiss.  As we made our way to the living room
we spotted Ms. Brooks PhD, the Political Science
Department Dean.  She was about forty years old,
and she was very vocal women's rights advocated on
campus.

     She was standing in a corner holding court with a
half dozen fellow students.  She had a cigarette in
one hand and a cocktail in the other.  Rhianna and I
didn't have a class with her, but we were interested
in her opinions.  As time passed girls came and went
as the returned to the kitchen to freshen their
drinks.

      Eventually I noticed that every couch and chair
was occupied.  The gals sitting on single chairs had
girls sitting on their laps.  There was a lot of kissing
and feeling of breasts going on.

      When Ms. Brooks finished her lecture she
managed to place her glass in the same had as her
cigarette and placed her free hand on the back of
Rhianna's neck and drew her close and kissed her on
the mouth, with tongue.  After kissing me the same
way she led us to the spare bedroom and cleared
space at the bottom of the bed for Rhianna and me
to sit on, but before she allowed us to sit she had us
remove each other's clothes.

      She was wearing wool slacks and a blouse that
looked like man's dress shirt.  When she removed
then we saw that her breasts s sagged like empty
enema bottles without a brassiere.  She was wearing
nylon pantie hose for the warmth without panties.
Her shoes were fashionable with a nonslip soles,
because the ice covered sidewalks are slippery during
the winter.  Looking at her crotch through the
panties I couldn't make out any pubic hair.

      When she pulled down the pantie hose I saw why.
She was wearing flesh colored latex panties and she
reached between her legs and pulled out a flesh
phallus that had to be eight inches long.  She had
Rhianna lay on the bed with her feet dangling over
the foot of the bed.  She had me lay next to Rhianna
too.  She spread her legs and drove the dildo deep
into her pussy, at the same time she was finger
fucking me.

      During the time she was taking turns fucking us
girls were coming in to retrieving their coats.  They
did so as casually as if they were simply seeing three
women talking.

      Rhianna and I were devoted to each other
throughout our college years.  Upon graduation I was
recruited by an advertising agency in Manhattan, and
Rhianna was recruited by National Insurance Company
based in Boston.

    Rhianna and I keep in touch with each other for
almost a year.  But as our careers progressed we lost
touch with each other.

      Living in Manhattan was more than expensive, I
found a bustling lesbian community.  I wasn't ready to
commit to a lasting relationship.  The city is an ethic
and religious melting pot, so I worked my way through
League of Nations of young sexy women.  I was
enjoying dating gals of all kinds of colors and
religions.  I had sex with a southern black gal, and a
dark skinned Egyptian Muslim that wore a hijab.

      That was interesting to have sex with a naked
brown skinned girl with her head covered all the time.

      One time I met a couple of women at the gym I
often workout at.  One of them had TV program for a
while.  They were both body builders, and built like
Arnold Schwarzenegger.  Breasts looked out of place
on their extreme muscular bodies.  They invited me
to visit them at their flat, and I couldn't resist.

      Their flat looked like an abandoned warehouse.
It had an old, pitted, dark wooden floor, the paint on
the walls was peeling, the windows and sills were
covered in a gay oily dust so thick it locked the
sunlight.  There was also a musty smell, and the
furniture was Spartan.  They did have a workout
bench and a complete set of weights.

      When they finished showing me around the place
they led me back to the living space and
demonstrated their weight lifting skills.  They
encouraged me to lie on the bench and lift a small
amount of weight, but when I lay on my back the two
of them grabbed my wrists and tied them to the
metal rack.  Then they tied my ankles to the legs of
the bench.  They pulled my tits over the top of my
sweater blouse and pushed my skirt up around my
waist.  One of them grabbed the waist of my panties
and virtually ripped them from my body, and started
slapping my cunt with her big meaty hand.

      The other gal started pinching my nipples.  It was
a new world to me.  Pain became pleasurable.  They
took turns straddling the bench and making me eat
their pussies and tongue fuck their assholes.

      They both were so hopped up on steroids that
they not only were built like men with tits, their clits
were rock hard and protruded out of their cunt at
least three inches.  I was forced to suck them off
and they fucked me with them.  Their assault lasted
so long I eventually couldn't hold it any longer and I
pissed all over their floor.  They punished me for
messing up their floor by canning me until my butt
was aflame while I was bound to the wall and
completely helpless.

      When I was finally allowed to get dressed and
leave my ass hurt so much I stood up on the train
back to the city because my ass hurt too much to sit.
That was the strangest experience I have had to
date.


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