I’ve got a lot of lesbian sex stories, but this one is one of my favorites.
While in China, one of the girls named Laura loved listening to my various sexcapades, especially my lesbian sex stories. We spent a lot of time together just chatting at first. Eventually, we started drinking as we hung out multiple times each week, and often would end up playing drinking games along with my stories.
Occasionally in these games, she’d ask me about being bisexual. I’m open about it; I jokingly tell friends it means I’m not a picky eater. Each time Laura would ask about my lesbian sex stories, I’d tell her about fondling another woman in college, fingering another girl in the classroom, even eating out a girl as she gave a presentation over Skype. Laura listened to me with big eyes and a blush on her face but never did anything else. She confessed she was a virgin and hadn’t been with anyone at all.
So I took it upon myself to do something about it. One night, she and I were a little drunk, and I ended up over in her room. I asked if she wanted to make out, and of course, she said yes. She was a quick learner- any time I kissed her, she mimicked me, learning how to best press our lips together, our tongues clashing. Quickly she started moving on her own- and that’s when I pressed kisses down her body.
I refused to rush anything, so instead, I kissed her body all over, lavishing attention on any place I could reach: her nipples. She gasped and writhed underneath me, her legs spreading, wanting me to pay attention to her pussy.
I took my time, pinching, touching, rubbing her skin so she was ready.
I absolutely wanted her to cum, but I wanted her to feel good, too- I didn’t want to end up in the bad lesbian sex stories she’d tell her friends later, about someone who’d make her cum and then leave.
Once I made it down to her pussy, I nuzzled her crotch and breathed in her scent; she was leaking through the bed. Her legs were wide open, ready for me. Unable to hesitate any more, I placed my fingers inside, stretching her, feeling her. Her insides felt like warm velvet, slippery, tight, and I slipped two fingers inside. My fingers spread apart, trying to get her ready for a toy I had in my bedside table, but she begged for more fingers, so I complied.
A third finger slipped into her hungry little pussy, and then a fourth easily slipped in beside it. I couldn’t believe how well Laura stretched around my fingers. She was moaning and whimpering, and I was stroking that spot inside of her, making her tighten beautifully around my fingers. I kissed the inside of her thigh and pushed my thumb in.
She trembled, cumming onto my fist.
By taking our time, she was relaxed enough that I could fist her without tearing anything- no blood, no hymen breaking, just her natural lube and my fist. I slipped outside of her, checking for tearing, but nothing. Her pussy was completely fine; worn, but unharmed.
“How’s that for one of your lesbian sex stories? Gonna think about me forever?” she asked me at the end, breathing heavy and flipping me over on the bed, spreading my legs apart and hovering over my pussy. “It’s your turn now, Elise.”
She was a very good learner.
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