Date: Tue, 20 Aug 2002 21:00:22 -0400
From: - Jessi - <insignificantbreakdown@msn.com>
Subject: Strong Enough to Break (Part 2) Lesbian/College

Strong Enough to Break - Part II
By Jessi

I'm SO sorry this took so long! Things have been very overwhelming in the
past few months. But finally, here it is!

This is the second part of a continuing story. Thanks to everyone that gave
feedback for the first part; it made my conscious nag at me to write the
second part. And everyone who leaves feedback gets a sneak preview of the
next part of the story before it's available for anyone else to see. So the
feedback benefits the both of us! It's continued to be appreciated!

I have also started a mailing list for this story. To be added to it, send
email to the same place to send feedback -- insignificantbreakdown@msn.com.
While on the mailing list, you'll be the first to know when an installment
has been added, you will get the sneak preview, other related news, etc.

This picks up right where the first part left off. So if you haven't read
the first part, I suggest you do.

Part II

	Before I knew it, Hannah and I were rolling around the bed -- kissing,
touching, and groping.

	"Have you ever been with a girl?" she asked, pulling away. Ahh, no time for
small talk.

	"Um, no. But I really want to be with one right now," I smiled and tried to
lean in to kiss her, hoping she'd take the hint.

	"I don't think you do," she shook her head. Dammit, she was playing with
me. Sure it was cute, but goddamn I needed her right then. And she knew it.

	"Sure I do," I said quietly, looking into her eyes. Her face softened.
Luckily she fell for it.

	I jumped up and landed on top of her. Not wanting to waste anymore time, I
leaned down and kissed her. My tongue was immediately in her mouth, and I
guess she decided to stop joking around. Our tounges intermingled and I
rubbed my hands over her chest and down her stomach. While still kissing, I
somehow managed to get her shirt and then bra off. I leaned back and looked
her over. She just smiled somewhat sheepishly as I did so. I smiled and
leaned in to kiss her breasts. I first kissed the left one, then the right.
And before long, my tongue was massaging her hard nipples that were begging
for attention.

	"Mmm, Jessi, I've wanted this for so long," she moaned. This turned me on
even more and I had to stop myself from putting my hand down my pants.

	I moved from her breasts down her flat stomach, licking my way down. While
still kissing her stomach, I put my hand down her pants and rubbed over her
silk panties, feeling her open her legs a little wider as a reaction. I
unbottoned her pants and pulled them off; soon following were her panties.
And there I laid inbetween the most popular girl in the school's legs, with
her pussy staring back at me. It was shaved so that there was only one strip
of hair down the center. I loved that.

	I rubbed my hand over her pussy, feeling how wet she was. I stuck a finger
in, her warm juices on my hand. She moaned lightly as I began to slightly
move my finger in and out...in and out...in and out. A small sloshing noise
could be heard as I did this.

	"Ohhh God, yes...oh yeah," she begged for more. I was at her service and
glad of it. But this also opened a new light. I controlled when this hot
girl could cum. I controlled when she could orgasm. It was all me baby.

	"You like that?" I whispered, knowing full-well that she did. I stopped.

	"Don't stop!" she nearly yelled. She saw my amused face. "Jessi, please, I
need it."

	I smiled but then leaned down and licked her. The chick was begging me to
make her cum, what did you expect me to do?!

	"There you go...just like that..." her voice was so quiet and almost
seductive that I found myself getting even hornier.

	I began licking her up and down, keeping a finger going in and out of her
slit all the while. I tongued her clit, finding she liked that the most. I
stuck another finger in, quickly moving them in and out as I continued
licking. I licked up her juices and quickened my pace even more, trying to
get her to the edge.

	"Ahh, yeah...ohhh...yes baby," she moaned and held tightly onto the pillows
that were beside her, her eyes clinched tightly shut. I watched her every
move as I continued to go down on her.

	This went on for a couple of minutes before I felt her legs quiver slightly
and knew she was getting close.

	"Lick me, Jessi! Eat my pussy! Oh yes!" she threw her head back. "I'm gonna
cuuummm!" she yelled, just as I was greeted with her hot girl cum. It tasted
so great in my mouth. As the orgasm rocked through her body, I held tightly
onto her legs, continuing to lick and suck her for all she was worth.

	When it finally subsided, I sat up and smiled. I didn't say anything, I
didn't typically ask how it was, I didn't hug or kiss her. I just sat there
and smiled.

	"That was...amazing," she said finally, still breathing pretty hard.

	At that very second, there was a knock at the door. Could the timing BE any
worse?!

	"Go away!" I yelled. Hannah laughed and the person at the door just knocked
again.

	Hannah quickly sat up and got dressed. Fuck, I needed some action. What was
I gonna do? And what goddamn moron was interrupting this?!

	I went over and opened the door with a look of death on my face to greet
our interrupter. Just my luck. It was the damn police. Couldn't they keep
the music down?!

	After not getting any sex that night at the party, I'd become ten times
more sexually frustrated than before. I had to find someone -- ANYONE -- to
fuck. Why did my hormones have to be racing so wildly?

	It'd been a week and I hadn't talked to Hannah. I figured things had gotten
too weird for her and she was trying to avoid me. I'm not sure why, but that
didn't bother me at all. I think I was just glad there wasn't gonna be
anything attached to that night. It was simply a way to get some action.
Nothing else.

	About another week later, two weeks after the party, some friends and I
went to a club. I was only 15, but I looked older, and the club we were
going to never carded people (one of the few good things about living in a
small town).

	I was hoping to find a chick to hook up with and this time actually get
some action for myself. I didn't mind giving but I needed to get some
receiving too!

	Sure enough, there were plenty of hot girls there, the question was, were
any of them gay. I doubted they were, especially a couple of certain ones
that I had my eye on. I mentally noted them as too hot to be gay, which I
did often. But then again, I'd done that with Hannah too.

	After dancing and basically screwing around for awhile, Brandon (remember,
the only person that knew about me being gay), forced me to come with him to
talk to the chicks he'd noticed me checking out for awhile. It wasn't that I
didn't want to or was shy, I just didn't see a point. Although at the same
time, I figured why not.

	We talked to them for awhile and low and behold, what did we find out?
They're good friends with Hannah who would be getting to the club anytime
now. I assumed it'd be awkward when she got there so I tried to keep my
distance from the girls and who would soon be with them.

	"Why don't you just talk to Hannah when she gets here?" Brandon pressed.
"Maybe you two could get it on again," he laughed. I playfully pushed his
shoulder.

	"I sure as hell wouldn't mind that, but I really think she's avoiding me so
ya know, whatever."

	Being the dumbass, great friend that he is, when Hannah got there, he
started chatting it up with her, very much on purpose. He mentioned that I
was there and, as he later told it, she seemed very interested in that and
wanted to talk to me. I, however, wonder if he asked her if she'd come chill
with us. Either way, I can't complain.

	"Hey, Jessi," she smiled at me and sat down at the table across from me.
Okay, looks like I'd been wrong. "What's up?"

	"Not much," I smiled. "What's up with you? Haven't talked to you in a
couple weeks." It was a sly way of bringing it up, and although there were
people around us, they were all caught up in their own conversations and not
paying attention to us.

	"Oh, didn't I tell you?" she asked, with a look of almost concern on her
face. "I've been in Florida." Oh my God! How wrong I'd been.

	"Florida?" I laughed. "Well, that's cool," I tried to quickly regain
myself, hoping she didn't ask why I'd laughed.

	"I can't stop thinking about that night at the party," she said quietly,
making my breath suddenly be slightly heavier.

	"Me neither," I admitted, needing to lower my voice more as it came out
hoarse.

	"I'm gonna go to the bathroom..." she trailed off as I nodded, not
thinking. "If you're gonna go to the bathroom too, feel free."

	My eyebrows furrowed for only a second before I realized what she was
hinting.

	She smiled and got up and began walking towards the back of the club. Oh
yes, baby! Things were gonna happen tonight; I'd make sure of it!

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