1. Vagina Dialogue


    Date: 10/16/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: BradleyStoke, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    struggle and there was nearly a whole bottle of wine needed to reduce those inhibitions, but yeah! She went all the way. But it was me who did the hard work. I tell you, though, it was worth it.” “It was?” gasped Natasha, who was stroking the outer lips of her vulva in guilty arousal. “She had a real bush. It came almost up to her belly button and right over her inside thigh. And within all that hair was the cutest little thing. Those lips had hardly seen any action to speak of. They were smooth and undamaged. Those inner lips had never been nibbled, I bet. Her little button was almost impossible to prise out, but I got my tongue under it and it swelled just like her puffy nipples. She had that strong smell I like, as well. Raw and pungent. She wouldn’t put her face in my toy box though, but I could tell she liked the feel in her own pleasure chamber. She gasped just like a little girl. Brought back memories of my schooldays in the girls’ loo, I can tell you!” “She turned a hundred and eighty degrees, you think?” “Scarcely. She got all weepy and angry afterwards. I had to get another taxi home. But I’d had my fun.” “Was it fun for her?” “What a question!” Julie said with mock indignation. “It was worth it, though.” “Are all your conquests like that?” “Not the easy ones. Usually a night at the Cupid’s Alley or the New Inn on a Friday or the Crescent Moon is a bit predictable. There’s a lot of pussy on the prowl and it doesn’t take much effort to snaffle snatch. But it’s ...
    always better when it’s not a foregone conclusion. The fur tastes better after a bit of a fight. The best is when it’s unexpected. Like at work, for instance.” “At work? You mean at the office? Are there a lot of lesbians who work in advertising?” “There are certainly a lot of women who work in the biz. There was a gorgeous one who worked in the section that deals in those wanky three inch by five ads for newspapers. You know: those ads for machine tools and language guides. Fuck knows what a babe like her was doing in the most unglamorous niche in the industry…” “As opposed to…?” “I work in television advertising. The fucking crème de le crème. Only the top-paying clients come my way! Anyway, she was one of those girls who don’t know how fucking gorgeous she was. She dressed like she’d only ever bought her clothes from Oxfam and she never wore make-up. But, fucking hell, she was the head-turner from heaven. And believe me, I was in there straight away. Of course, I’ve got an edge on the men when it comes to top-notch tottie. Men are just fucking useless. They’re more expert with dogs than with the real deal. So, it was easy for me to become like her best friend at work. Every lunch break, every fucking coffee break, even the bloody loo breaks, I was there.” “She sounds very nice,” mused Natasha enviously. “Soon we were going out together in the evenings. Cinemas, wine bars, even the fucking opera. She likes all that shit. The things you do for love! She fancied herself a real ...
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