1. My Lesbianism and Love of Good Cock.


    Date: 3/10/2017, Categories: Lesbian Sex, Masturbation, Voyeur, Author: MarieL, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    I was twenty when I first encountered him, and even then, by accident. It had started to rain, and it was getting harder by the minute, until the heavens quite literally opened up, trapping myself and two slightly tipsy teenage girls in the bus shelter. The gutters were awash with the torrents, and the two scantily clad girls, were feeling the cold of the sudden pressure drop, no wonder one reached into her shoulder beg and produced a bottle of partially d***k Vodka, she took a deep swig and passed it to her friend, who did likewise. They swayed somewhat on their high heels, but other than that, were pretty attractive, with nicely shaped legs, stocking clad of course, short provocative skirts and exhibiting nipples, unfettered by brassieres. 'Would you like a drink', one asked me, thrusting the open bottle in my direction. I smiled as I looked at her, myself on the other hand was dressed in a more repressed state for a girl of twenty at University, studying Medicine. I smiled warmly, trying hard not to appear snobbish, 'What is it', I asked, with a hint of naivety, it worked, and both girls giggled, 'It's Fuck Juice', one said, clearly starting to feel the effects from its intoxication on her. The look on my face spurred the other girl to chip in, 'Ignore her, she said friendly, it's just Vodka, she was looking intently at me, up and down, as if sizing me up as a potential candidate. I lifted the bottle to my lips and poured a good measure into my mouth and swallowed, ...
    unladylike, that one action warming me, both from the effects of the Vodka, and the other from her intent gaze. I handed the bottle back to her as a warm glow poured from my stomach, and I could feel my nostrils flare as her body scent flooded my senses. She reached out as our eyes did not break contact, took hold of the offered bottle, and raised it to her mouth, only this time, rimming her pink tongue all around the bottle opening, before pushing it past her pouting lips and swallowing. I swallowed hard, I knew our saliva's connected, and I felt it deep in my crotch, she was teasing me, tempting me, 'God I thought am I really exhibiting a closet lesbianism'? 'Where are you going', she asked, as she passed the bottle to her friend, who thankfully had been distracted, as we had our bonding moment. 'I am going back to the halls', I answered, my tone and accent sounded superior, and her pretty face adopted a quizzed look, 'Residence', I added, 'Halls of Residence, I'm a student, studying medicine', it came out staccato like a machine gun, and when her facial features softened, I smiled, all the time my eyes and hers remained locked. 'What do you Ladies do', I queried? We work in the Mill, she sounded embarrassed, almost apologetic, I nodded as she spoke, being drawn to her, she certainly excited me in a sexual way, and I could feel my loins knotted, with a deep hidden desire. Suddenly her friend squealed, something had caught her eye as the rain abated. Across the street a light had ...
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