Date: Mon, 28 Jan 2002 20:52:35 EST
From: Cancer33SS@aol.com
Subject: "Vegetarians"     lesbian beginnings

The first time I met Lori was at the market. She had dazzling green eyes. Her
hair was long and blonde. She stepped close beside me at the strawberry
stand. Her lips were almost as red as the luscious fruit. Her hair smelled
like she had just stepped off of the set of a shampoo commercial. I found
myself longing to push my face deep into her blonde curls so I could absorb
every ounce of her aroma.

She flashed a big smile at me as if she knew exactly what I was thinking.  I
knew that we were neighbors. I had known for months, but I could never bring
myself to meet her. This was the chance. The conversation just seemed to flow
so smooth. We talked about everything. I first noticed her watering her ferns
on her patio. I had peered at her apartment across the way several times. I
felt naughty...like a spy, but some days my curiosity pulled me to my window
like a compulsive need.

I had secretly watched Lori entertain friends. I was always wishing silently
to be a part of the atmosphere her parties seemed to bring. The couples were
always dancing very close together, and always laughing. I would watch from
my dark pedestal as the crowds would thin out in the early morning light. Her
bedroom light always popped on just in time for my imagination to take
control. I imagined her body moving hard against some female partygoer, but
in all reality, instinct old me that she was fucking some guy like a wild
exotic animal.

Lori leaned over to choose some of the berries. I watched the way her
delicate fingertips traced the greenery around the top of the fruit...the way
she picked each one as if it were to be her lifelong friend. We made small
talk as we moved through other areas of the produce. She laughed under her
breath as she lifted a long cucumber in my direction. " Do you like
cucumbers?" she chuckled. I laughed out trying to hide the pulsating going on
inside my panties. Her beauty was so astonishing that it took my breath. I
hung on ever word, every movement, and felt so comfortable with her.

She placed her selection of veggies in the cart, and we moved on through the
store. She hesitated at the dairy section. " Amanda, I have seen you at your
window." I almost choked on the gum I was chewing. I didn't know what to say.
I was totally busted and there was no way around it. I felt like dropping my
items and running from the building like some teased school girl. She looked
deep into my eyes. " It's OK Amanda. I really never minded. " The wave of
guilt was exhausted by a river of excitement. " I'm sorry Lori. I never meant
to invade your space...it's just that you are so...She put her fingers on my
lips. " Shhhh don't explain. I know why."

In an instant she returned to shopping like nothing had ever been said. I was
completely confused. Here my gorgeous neighbor had just confronted me about
being a peeping Tom, and I felt like I was being rewarded for my slight
perversion. This could be good. This could be very good. We moved on through
the store and headed to the check out. She turned as they bagged her
groceries, leaned over close to me and whispered..." Everyone has fantasies
Amanda. You did nothing wrong." Her hot breath and her words found a place
inside my body and spidered out to every nerve ending. I felt my knees weaken
as she smiled and walked out.

I practically skipped back to my apartment. I felt a high that makes
everything seem like a skit from a Broadway play. The sun seemed brighter,
and everyone that I passed seemed to smile in my direction like I had just
won the lottery. I put the groceries away, turned on the stereo, and lounged
back on my overstuffed sofa to ponder the meeting. "What did all of this
mean?" The idea that I had a slight chance with the beautiful doll across the
way was too much. I pushed my running shorts to the side and slid my finger
across my swollen clit. Even I couldn't believe how wet I was.

I temporarily relieved the anxious, erotic buildup after a few strokes and
slipped off into a deep sleep. When I woke up the room was dark. The CD had
been long over and I felt like a new woman. I stumbled into the kitchen for
something to drink. The fridge light was the only light in the entire place.
The tiles were cold on my feet, and the ice water was soothing as I gulped it
down. Moving over to the window I almost spit water everywhere when I
realized what was going on at Lori's. She had the shade pulled up and she was
swaying alone in her bedroom. The overhead light was bright. That wasn't all
that shocking, but the idea that she was completely nude was.

She was flawless. Her creamy skin almost seemed illuminated as she moved
around the room. Her firm breasts only jiggled as she bounced to the rhythm
of the tune that I imagined to be perhaps some island music by her motion.
She looked in my direction and then turned away, as if she knew I was
watching again. I watched eagerly as she disappeared momentarily and then
returned. I gasped aloud when I realized she had came back with a cucumber.
She moved to the bed. My view was so well that I could see the tan lines
across her ass.

My breaths became shallow as she positioned herself doggy style on her white
comforter. Her ass pointing perfectly in my direction. I felt like this show
was arranged just for me. At this point I was quite certain of this. Her room
was lit up like a stage. I watched as she reached around with her natural
toy. Her legs spread wide. Her pink folds, I imagined were warm and wet with
desire. I watched as she slid the tip in. Her back arched as she pushed in
more and more. I ached to be there to accompany her in this magical dance.
She moved her hands underneath grasping the end with those lovely red
feminine nails. I wanted to feel them on my back.

I was compelled to touch myself again as she lowered her head into the
blanket and began fucking herself faster. Her body moved up and down. Her
cheeks flexing and relaxing with each thrust. I circled my tunnel
quicker...deeper. I wouldn't last long and neither would she. I could tell by
the way her body shivered that she was having an orgasm. That's all it took
for me. We came together...so distant, but yet so close. I watched as she
collapsed on the bed. My thighs still shaking with anticipation. I watched as
she approached the window and smiled. She motioned me to come over.

I grabbed a bottle of Merlot from the fridge and practically sprinted down
the hall...down the steps. I was out of breath by the time I pushed the
button as I stepped into the elevator. " Lori's fucking elevator!!!" I
thought to myself. She greeted me at the door in a white robe. I immediately
shut the door behind me. Our bodies crashed together. My hand moved instantly
inside the flap on her warm skin and I pulled her even closer. Our tongues
entwined and her lips were all over mine. Her kiss tasted so womanly.
Delicious.

I pushed her back on the kitchen table. My body steady against hers. I parted
the robe and sat down in the leather rollaway chair. Her feet pressed hard
against my shoulder I leaned in to devour my feast. Her pussy was still hot
from the friction of her previous encounter. I pushed my long tongue deep
inside. She moaned out. Her juices tasted better than anything I had ever put
in my mouth before. I pulled her clit gently between my teeth and started
flicking my tongue against it faster. I guided two fingers deep inside. Her
tunnel was so full of cum that my intrusion forced some out and down into the
crack of her shaved ass. I followed it sure not to waste a drop.

Lori had multiples there on the table. We both reached orgasm again on her
bed. She fucked me with the same cucumber that I had watched her pussy devour
from my "not so secret" hiding place. I shoved her against the wall and took
her again with a very happy vegetable. We took each other over and over
again. I had more orgasms in this session than any other. Each time she
placed her full pouty lips on me I climaxed again. She was so feminine and
yet her demeanor was so uninhibited. We met each others appetite with no
boundaries. Pleasure was our only mission. We bonded in a matter of hours.

She gave me a final kiss goodnight. The scent of our precious love making
still on our bodies...on our breath. I snuggled up close behind her soft,
warm, fragile body. I pushed my face deep into her tousled, gold locks. I
never wanted the moment to end. I felt complete, satisfied, and proud. I
listened as her soft breaths turned into a gentle snore, and then I followed
her into sleep.

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