1. MY EARLY DAYS


    Date: 9/23/2017, Categories: Lesbian Sex, Author: missyumyum14, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    As long as I can recall, even before my knowledge of sexuality even existed, I have been a deeply sexualized person. I had a multitude of crushes in my early years, mostly older women such as teachers, women in uniforms excited me in unexplainable ways that caused a wonderful tingling sensation between my legs. When I discovered masturbation it suddenly opened a whole new world of imagination as these women became characters in my fantasies that I could manipulate like a puppeteer guided a marionette, but my knowledge was still poor and all I could see use doing was being in bed kissing passionately, naked, touching one another. Growing up in a very conservative middle class home these feelings were never going to be seen as normal. I was to get married and lead a very middle class like my parents, but I think they knew I was different but never brought it to my attention and probably hoped that it was a phase I was going to outgrown. The walls of my bedroom were covered by pop singers and actresses who were frequent stars in my fantasies. Even without seeing pornographic movies or having any physical contact with another female yet I merely looked at myself in the mirror and imagined what I'd like to do to another girl and what I like her to do to me. I imagined soft lips grazing pussy which was just becoming overgrown with hair. I'd laid in bed and run my fingers through the gradually thickening hair and thought it was the object of my desire. When I discovered my ...
    clitoris it was like discovering a magic button and rubbed it rigourously until I nearly hurled myself off the bed on a number of occasions. But masturbation was a poor replacement for human contact. I had had made out with a couple girlfriends but it never went much further than kissing and fondling one anther's breasts. Being quite flat-chested I envied large breasted girls and stole glances at them after gymn class in the locker room while we showered. A classmate named Angel was a beautiful black girl with enormous breasts and big dark nipples that were even more appealing when lathered with soap and shimmered with water. I was hard not to gape at them. If caught I would have surely been beaten by any number of girls in my class. But I desperately wanted to fondle and kiss those magnificent breasts and hear Angel moan. She also had thick black pubic hair I longed to run my fingers through. I had to keep all these feelings to myself. I dare not share them with anyone nor committ them to the pages of diary for of snoopy b*****rs discovering these secret desires. My earliest relationship was an older neighbor who seemed to have a supernatural insight into my thoughts. It made me blush at first to openly reveal these thoughts but I grew to trust Lisa and we began taking long walks into the woods until we reached a secluded spot where no one would see us. She slipped a hand under my shirt and began to fondle my breasts. I trembled and breathed heavily at first. I just sat there and ...
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