Date: Mon, 28 Jan 2013 14:59:42 -0800 (PST)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Grad School Librarian (lesbian/fbeginings oral. anal, F/F)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young
women at college.  If this type of content offends
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               Grad School Librarian
                        By
                       Jan

	I had always been a studious girl, and developed
an interest in reading that led me to seek a career in
library science.  My parents named me Margaret, and
they instilled in me a fundamental religious ethic that
stressed sex outside of marriage is a sin, so I was a
virgin and dressed conservatively and used very little
makeup.  My world changed radically while I was a
graduate student attending the University of
Arizona, in Tucson.

	I was sharing an apartment with a nursing
student, named Rhonda.  She was a nice girl and my
family approved of her living with me to defray living
expenses.  We got along fairly well, oh, there were
the usual arguments about whose turn it was to do
the dishes and pick up clothes strewn around the
apartment.  Over all we got along pretty well though.

	One weekend we were playing volleyball with a
mixed group of fellow students, and worked up a good
sweat as much from the Tucson heat as the exertion
of the competition.  Both of us had to excuse
ourselves from the game, because we had committed
to a double date that evening.  An event I could have
cared less about.  I had only agreed to the date
because Rhonda wanted it.

	As soon as we returned to our apartment we
prepared to take a bath before getting dressed for
our date.  We only had one tub in our apartment, so I
let Rhonda bathe first.  At some point she called me
in and asked me to scrub her back for her.

	I felt a little strange about entering the
bathroom while it was occupied by my naked friend.
When I did enter I tried to avoid staring at her
naked body.  I picked up the loofa and proceeded to
scrub her back for her.  It embarrassed me because
I felt myself getting sexually stimulated by the sight
of her luscious breasts.  As soon as I finished
scrubbing her back I left her to finish her bath.


	Eventually she came out of the bathroom, so
that I could take my bath.  I had no more than
started scrubbing my body than Rhonda came in and
started brushing her hair and applying makeup.  She
was looking in the mirror when she asked me if I
needed my back scrubbed.

	I said, "Okay."

	She approached the tub and picked up the loofa.
The feeling of her hands on my back was driving me
crazy.  My pulse quickened and I held my breath as
long as I could.  Eventually Rhonda reached around my
body and used her soapy hands to wash my breasts.
No one had ever touched me there before, and I
actually peed in the bath water.

	She helped me out of the tub and dried my body
before she led me by my hand to her bedroom.  Her
room was a mess as usual and the bed was unmade,
but that was the last thing on my mind at that point.
Her body smelled of soap and her body was radiating
heat.  She pushed me onto her bed and started
smothering me with kisses.  She took hold of my right
breast and massaged it vigorously.  I lost control and
hugged her tightly against my body.  Just when I was
getting into what she was doing, she reached for the
remote phone and dialed the number of our dates.
She told them that we had to call off the date,
because our parents just showed up and insisted on
taking us to dinner.

	Having cancelled our dates, she tossed the
phone on the floor; she was still lying on top of me
and started kissing my body.  I could have died the
way she was sucking on my tits.  That was nothing
compared to what she was doing to my pussy with her
hand.  She vigorously rubbed my pussy until I had an
orgasm.  I almost passed out from my first orgasm.
It took me a little time to recover.  Rhonda was in
complete charge.  She moved to the foot of the bed,
and spread my legs.  I knew what she was going to do,
from all of the romantic books I had read.  I just
couldn't believe she was actually going to place her
mouth on my wet pussy.

	She not only placed her mouth on my pussy, she
did things with her tongue that drove me wild.  She
even probed my asshole with her tongue.  I would
have thought that was discussing until I felt her
tongue fucking my ass.  I lost count of the number of
times I cum.

	There was no denying she had opened a new
world for me.  We spent the weekend naked and it
was natural that I not only sucked on her nipples, but
ate her pussy and tongue fucked her asshole too.
The remainder of our academic life was accented by
our nights sucking pussy.  It was a tragic parting
after graduation.

	She got a job in California in a large hospital,
while I assumed responsibility for a library back
home.  With time I submitted my resume to a large
library in the north east.  It took time for me to
become accustom to the cold winters.  Rhonda and I
kept in touch, and I was even the maid of honor at
her wedding.

	We never got together again sexually except
for all those cold winter nights I spent masturbating
with images of Rhonda's naked body in my mind while
I finger fucked my pussy.



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