1. Bacall 1


    Date: 10/3/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: monica3, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    pussy and brought me to a screaming climax that beat any other I had ever known. She showed me that that and other things people like me thought were taboo were, in fact, joyous. There was almost nothing that she would not do to arouse me and she taught me, gently but firmly to do the same for her. She ditched me after three weeks and I didn’t care. I’d hatched. Ros had been a revelation, this was discovery. It was two years after I left University that I was with Glenys at a party. It was a fairly civilized affair, a celebration of a mutual friend’s birthday. We’d all assembled at one of the City’s best hotels and there was a sit-down meal followed by a bit of dancing and general jollity. There she was. Lauren Bacall. Obviously not THE Lauren Bacall but she so resembled her that I was smitten. She had those eyes, that hair and those legs, clearly on show under a knee length dress that had risen up her thigh as she had sat on the arm of a chair. She wore black stockings and black heels and the dark blue dress was tight across sensible sized tits. She looked incredibly like the actress. I had fancied her for a lifetime. I walked across to where Glenys was making doe eyes at a tall, well-dressed woman with hair drawn tightly back in a bun and thick glasses. She introduced me to her companion, Sylvia, a librarian who actually looked like one. I joined their conversation, dying for a moment alone with Glenys. After an eternity Sylvia went to get drinks for us and I squeezed ...
    Glenys’s arm. ‘Who,’ I hissed, ‘is the woman in the blue dress?’ Glenys looked behind me and smiled. ‘That,’ she said, ‘is Constance Beecham. Nice, huh?’ ‘You know her?’ ‘Of course. She used to live with Stella Grange,’ here she indicated a svelte, rich-looking blonde who was in the group Constance was sitting with. ‘They ditched each other amicably about four months ago. I’ve known Stella forever.’ She looked at me with new comprehension. ‘Oh, babe, you’re way out of your class. Constance is a big hitter in the local hospital, something to do with management I think. Rumour is that she and Stella did a lot of nurse training if you get my drift.’ ‘Introduce me.’ At that moment, Constance turned her head and seemed to be surveying the room. I looked away and suspected that I had blushed. Sylvia returned with drinks and I swallowed almost all of mine in the first gulp. My mouth had dried and I felt hot. I made excuses to Glenys and Sylvia and went, via the bar, out onto the terrace to take some air. I heard heels clicking on the flagstones and turned. ‘I’m Stella Grange,’ said the tall blonde. ‘Who are you?’ I extended my hand and she took it. ‘I’m Hilary Tenant, nice to meet you.’ ‘You too. You’ll forgive me saying but I couldn’t help noticing how you reacted when you saw my ex in there.’ She did a sort of backward nod to indicate the room inside. ‘You noticed the resemblance didn’t you?’ ‘I did, yes.’ ‘Lots of people do but they are usually a lot older than you.’ Up close Stella’s ...
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