My first lesbian sex scene. Eek!

5 Sep

As you may have guessed from my previous posts, my characters are not behaving themselves as they should!

Jemma, a rather innocent, naive young lady who previously had only ever slept with one man, appears to have developed rather a fondness for the female form. Although in prior chapters this has always been forced rather reluctantly onto her, in the latest chapter she seems to have decided to take matters into her own hands and return the favour to the young girl who gave her her first lesbian encounter in the bath.

This is the first time I’ve written any kind of consensual girl on girl action and I have to say I’m not entirely happy with it. Jemma doesn’t seem to be half as shocked or worried about getting it on with another girl for the first time as I was, where’s the nervousness? Where’s the self doubt? It appears she has none. In fact, I suspect she’s been wanting to give this a go ever since the other girl first touched her!

Either way, the chapter has now been submitted to literotica and should show in a few days. In the meantime, here’s a little sample of what happens when Jemma wakes up in bed with another girl. Enjoy…

Jemma woke to the familiar feel of a warm body wrapped around her. Sighing happily she wriggled closer, still half asleep. Soft arms wound around her waist, delicate fingers stroking gently over the exposed skin of her stomach and up to caress the underside of her breast. Jemma could feel her nipples tightening beneath the sheet and wondered absent-mindedly how it was that this girl, who she’d only met a day or two ago, could know so instinctively how to arouse her body when Kyle didn’t.

The girls clever hands roamed over her body and Jemma gave up the pretence of sleep. She knew this was wrong but it felt too good. Rolling over in the bed, she tentatively reached out her hand to touch the other girl, marvelling at the way her nipples shrunk and hardened beneath Jemma’s questing fingers.

The girls breasts felt strange in her hands, heavy yet delicate, the skin smooth and soft and warm. Gently she lifted, squeezed, tugged, watching the girls face to gauge whether she was enjoying it. Taking a deep breath, Jemma lowered her head, her tongue darting out to lick around the dark brown aureole, smiling as she heard a small moan escape from the girls mouth.

Sucking the whole nipple into her mouth, she rolled it in her teeth, the unfamiliar hard button pressing eagerly against her tongue as the girl arched her back in pleasure. Dampness flooded between her thighs as she sucked and nibbled at the other girls breasts, pushing her flat on the bed in order to pay attention to both equally.

Curiously she reached down with one hand, fingers delving beneath the sheets to slide over the girls hairless mound. Her pussy felt soft and plump and smooth, the lips parting at the insistence of Jemma’s inquisitive hands to reveal hot, slippery dampness.

As if she were touching herself, Jemma stroked down over the girls wet slit, collecting her juices then bringing them up to circle around her sensitive clit. It was strange to touch another girl so intimately, to see her writhing and responding in the same way that Jemma did herself and she felt a strange sense of pride. With Kyle she had always felt so unsure, but here, with this girl, she knew exactly what to do, exactly where and how and how hard to press to give her pleasure.

Sitting up, she stared down at the girl. Her eyes were closed and her mouth slightly open, her small white teeth biting her bottom lip as Jemma’s fingers swirled teasingly, causing her to emit small strangled moans as she wriggled and gasped.

Tugging down the bed covers Jemma looked for the first time at another womans pussy, the smooth hairless mound glistening with her juices, the lips slightly separated. It felt wrong to be staring at another girl like this but at the same time so arousing. The scent of the girls juices drifted up, musky and inviting. Did she dare taste her?

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