Date: Thu, 21 Feb 2002 22:38:20 -0500
From: Leila Benson <leila113@lycos.com>
Subject: The Rest Of My Life (Part - 6) Lesbian/Beginning; (F/f)

Part # 6 "Patience Rewarded"

This is my first attempt to write a story to achieve a long-felt
ambition. I had read some erotic pieces before, and some were very good
indeed. Still I wanted see if I could reach out with just words and achieve
the desired effect. Which of course, is turning you on!

The very first story I wrote was published some months ago. It was called
"Joan and I " That story became a Chapter in this much longer story which
I'm now trying to break up into chapters or parts.  I would love to know if
I had my desired effect. This story describes about six months in the
sexual transformation of a teenager as she discovers her powerful
sexuality. While it focuses on Lesbian relationships, there are some
graphic (F/m) parts. What can I say, it's my life.  It's very much taken
from life. I guess you might say it's mostly a true story. If this kind of
story is problem for you go no further.  leila113@lycos.com Central
characters - Molly, a 16 year old. Allison, the friend and mother she baby
sits for, and other friends and lovers. Leila Benson


Part # 6

I was actually trembling when I reached my room. I realized that I had left
my shorts and panties on the floor of the living room and had a towel
wrapped around me. I felt the cool evening air on the damp between my legs
and in general felt shaky from what I had just witnessed. I took the towel
and carefully wiped myself, washed somewhat, brushed my teeth and put on my
sleep top. Actually, a big old hand me down cotton short sleeve shirt of my
dad's. I had two of these shirts which I treasured. They had been laundered
so many times that they were wonderfully soft and comfy. This shirt came
down to almost my knees and was my favorite "nightgown". I put on a little
light on the bureau, turned the light out by the bed and jumped in. I was
lying there listening intently for Lin to come to "tuck me in'. I could
here their voices murmuring from the kitchen. I was beginning to fantasize
having Lin make love to me and had begun to drift deeply into my own
thoughts when I realized that someone was standing over me. I opened my
eyes and there was Lin. "I thought you might have fallen asleep. I didn't
want to wake you. You looked so sweet lying there. I was just beginning to
feel badly that maybe I had waited to long to tuck you in." She said this
while brushing my hair with her soft hand. I was in heaven. " I'll sit
here". She said as she sat on the edge of the bed. " How was that
experience for you, Molly? For me, it was very much like Allison's. Knowing
you were watching made it even better. I hope that it was all right for
you?" I told her that it was "extraordinary," something I could never have
imagined having such an effect on me, and that I was still trembling a
little from the experience of watching them and waiting for her to come to
my room. "Here, sit up a little. Lean against me. That's good. " I moved up
to lay my back against her. I was super sensitive to every tactile
sensation. The feel of Lin against my back. The heat of her body. Her
hardened nipples touching my shoulder blade. She bent down slightly and
smelled my hair. I inhaled with her. Her odor was rich and sweet. I swore I
could smell the sexuality of her body. She began to gently kiss my hair
then the side of my face, moving toward my mouth. I turned towards her with
my mouth open. She enveloped me with her lips, and then she shot her tongue
into my open mouth. I returned the thrusts of her full lips and probing
tongue. I was leaning and also turned towards her. It was an awkward
position and I was out of breath. Lin began to play with my face. Running
her fingers along my lips, then my eyebrows. Along the opening of my
ears. It felt heavenly. Just as I was leaning towards her delicate tracing
of the erotic parts of my face, she stopped and removed her hands. A moment
latter, like an electric shock, her palms brushed my nipples. It was
amazing. It was if my nipples were directly in touch with my clitoris. My
excitement reached another dimension. My heart, which already was pounding,
leapt to my vagina. I heard myself sigh and let out a low moan. "Oh Lin,
please, I need you, please help me, please." Lin let her other hand slide
along my stomach. I could feel my whole body tense as her hand reached the
end of the nightshirt and slowly raised it upward. I felt myself opening
like a flower. I first raised my knees, then let my legs move apart. I
could feel the cool air on my moist pussy, and then her warm fingers began
to trace a line from my ass crack to my upper mound. She then began to play
with my outer lips; she placed a tip of her finger inside me. It was
another jolt. I found my hips arching to allow her finger to go in
deeper. She took the wet finger out and began to play with my clit. She
kept wetting her fingers inside me as she continued to play with my tender
bud. She was moving faster and faster and I was gyrating on her moving
fingers. I then started to cum. I felt it well up in me in a giant
spasm. At that moment, she thrust her fingers deep inside me and with her,
other hand pulled my nipple. I now was having convulsion after
convulsion. I kept saying to Lin, "don't stop, don't stop, more please,
please don't stop." I was frightened she would end before I was
finished. She continued to get me off as she whispered. "It's ok, let it
go, let me have it." I came over and over. Finally, they began to slow
down. Lin gently continued to hold me softly while she just barely
continued to gently stroke my outer lips. I could feel the orgasms diminish
gradually, then disappear, to be replaced by a powerful sense of well
being, love and sleepy exhaustion. Lin kissed me gently, and asked me,
"ready to be tucked in?" I was already half asleep, when she pulled my
nightshirt down fluffed my pillow, then lowered me down. I literally think
I was fast asleep before my head hit the pillow.

I slept through the night. I was awakened to find Cindy crawling into my
bed. The alarm clock showed it was a little after eight am. It was another
lovely day the sun was streaming through the window. Cindy was trying to be
careful not to wake me. I pretended to be asleep. I watched her though the
slits of my closed eyes. She was a perfect combination of her father and
mother. She had Mark's darker coloring and eyes with Allison's beautifully
delicate features. She also had a sweet and bright personality that was
never manipulative, just straightforward and humorous. Altogether a great
kid! While she was watching me intently, I slowly began to stick my tongue
out. She was fascinated. Then I began to wiggle my nose. She still did not
get it. I began to move my head in a circle. At that point, I was starting
to laugh, and could barely hold it in. Cindy finally got it! She shrieked
as I grabbed her and began to tickle her. We played at some roughhouse for
awhile. I finally threw her off me, got up rushed into the bathroom to
shower and get ready for another great day.