Jennies taste of pussy
Jenni had just graduated from High School and had just gotten out of a
relationship with a wonderful girl. But like all High School romances,
this one ended when the school year did. Jenni was going to a school
in-state and Brenda was going to a college 1000 miles away.
Jenni wasn't too sad though because she realized that Brenda wasn't
for her. They had a mutual split and they left the relationship as
good friends and former lovers.
Brenda had taught her to love her body, to be proud to be what she
was: a lesbian. During their courtship, Jenni met many more lesbians
than she ever thought were out there. She went to clubs, coffee
houses, and even internet chat rooms and met many wonderful women. But
good things end, and so did her relationship with Brenda. During
senior year, they started to drift apart and rather than ending on a
sour note, the two decided to part ways while their friendship was
still intact. Jenni knew that in her heart Brenda would always be
special to her.
One evening during the summer before she started college, Jenni went
to one of her favorite lesbian bars not really to meet anyone, but
just to be around women like her. Brenda had already left for her new
life and Jenni felt that it was time she started to start one also.
After a few hours (and a few drinks), she felt loose enough to get out
on the floor and dance a little. Being 5-11 with her purple-dyed
flowing hair, she stood out among the other dancers, but she didn't
care, she was there to have a good time.
After a few heavy-beating songs, a slow melody started to play and
she began making her way back to her seat. From behind her, someone
grabbed her hand lightly and Jenni turned around.
Would you like to dance with me for this song? the stranger asked
her.
Sure, why not, Jenni replied, startled that someone would be that
bold to ask her. Startled but flattered nonetheless. This woman was
about her height with straight dark hair to her shoulders, a very
slender face, and had on a dark knee-length dress that complimented
her figure well.
As the song progressed, she noticed that this woman was putting her
head on her shoulder. The two swayed back and forth to the rhythm,
oblivious to the other couples on the floor. Jenni thought to her self
that this was very nice: a cute lady in my arms and beautiful musicin
the background. The song ended and Jenni thought that this mystery
woman would just walk out and never be seen again. But she looked at
Jenni and asked if she could buy her a drink. Jenni agreed and they
went back to her table.
Sorry for being so forceful earlier, but I saw you dancing alone and
took a chance that you would like some company. By the way, my name is
Carmelia. I know it's a little unusual but that's why I like it.
Well no apologies necessary. I really enjoyed dancing with you. My
name is Jenni.
The two women smiled at each other and even though Jenni wasn't
looking for a date, in her mind she found one.
She was hoping Carmelia
was also. They talked to each other until the house lights came up at
2am. They shared stories of past relationships and even some of their
most embarrassing escapades.
Jenni had the feeling that she knew her for longer than one night.
She felt close to her. Jenni and Carmelia exchanged phone numbers and
Jenni went home with a light heart.
That night, Jenni dreamed of Carmelia. It wasn't a sexual dream, but
it was a happy one. When she woke up the next morning she found that
she was moist. She kicked the covers off and began to slowly play
with herself. She pictured Carmelia in bed with her, kissing her as
she awoke.
Jenni gritted her teeth and knew she was going to come. Her fingers
moved fast and rough over her clitoris and into her sex. As she
climaxed, she let out a series of deep, satisfying groans. She hadn't
come that quick and hard in months and she laid in bed savoring her
sensations. Jenni looked over at the number on the bed side table and
smiled. Tonight she would call her and maybe, maybe, start a wonderful
new chapter in her life.