College is the time to experiment II :: LESBIAN :: WARNING SEXUAL
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College is the time to experiment II :: LESBIAN :: WARNING SEXUAL
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Category: sex story
Saturday, 7 February 2009
11:31:07 PM (GMT)
MAKE SURE YOU READ THE FIRST ONE!!! Anyways, enjoy, and don't be a copying cunt.
Jordan grinned and turned towards me, throwing her legs up on the couch and resting her soda on her knee. "Yes, Lexa, we're all friends here. What is your sexual orientation?" Abi leaned forward until she was practically off her seat and standing hunched over. Jordan narrowed her eyes and grinned, waiting for me to give an answer that would finally satisfy her. "Well, I suppose I'm always up for a little experimentation. We are in college after all." Jordan nodded, raising her soda as if to make a toast. "My sentiments exactly." ... A couple hours later, after sitting through a practically one-sided conversation between Abigail and Jordan, Abi took off, leaving me alone with Jordan for a second time. The windows were still open, and a cool evening breeze rushed in as I sat on the couch, still beside Jordan who held a magazine in front of her once again. I raised my arms and stretched out my shoulders, feeling the strain from all of my packing and subsequent unpacking over the course of the afternoon. Jordan lowered her magazine and gazed up at me. "Tired already?" she asked. "Just sore," I sighed. "I'll bet I can help." "Oh really?" I said. "Yes, really," she replied, "now lie down on your stomach." I smirked. "Demanding, aren't we?" "I'm not a fan of pointless banter. That and I could use a brush up on my massage skills. Now turn over and lie down here." Jordan got up off the couch and let me lie down on the length of it. I raised my arms near my head and rested my chin on my wrists. "Is that why you and Abigail split?" I asked. "What?" "Pointless banter," I added. "You must admit she is a little more talkative than most." "She's got a mouth on her, I'll say that much. But when it's being used in the right way, it's not so bad." A look of confusion crossed my face for an instant as I tried to decipher what exactly she meant by that last comment. I glanced up to see Jordan smile one last time before she lowered herself to her knees next to the couch. I held my breath for a moment, listening and waiting as the cool air continued to flow through the room. Then, as I let out my held breath, I felt Jordan's first touch as she rested her hands on my shoulders, gently squeezing the muscles near my shoulders. Her touch was almost euphoric, sending tingles down my spine as I found myself tingling with her every touch. Her soft caress began to loosen the tension of my muscles, pushing the aches and pains I had built up from the day's work down to my feet and out of my body. After only a few seconds into the massage, my eyelids became heavy and I nearly fell asleep on the spot, roused again only by Jordan's movement lower down my back. As her hands slid below my shoulder blades and across the strap of my bra from beneath my shirt, I cringed for a moment, feeling the first sparks of arousal ignite between my legs. I let out a long, soft moan without realizing it. "You're good at this," I whispered, feeling a surge of warmth run between my legs. "I know that," she replied. "So, what happened between you and Abi?" I asked, trying to think of a conversation starter. "Forget about her, right now. This is between the two of us." Jordan's hands moved to the base of my top, untucking it from my jeans and sliding it up my back until my bare back was exposed. "Wait," I said, lifting my head slowly. Jordan stopped, tilting her head over and looking into my eyes. "Something wrong, Lexa?" We stared at each other for a long moment, and the apprehension that I felt seemed to melt away. "No, it just seems like my top is in the way," I said, looking at her hands and back into her eyes. "Would you like to take it off?" she asked. "Okay..." I whispered, lowering my head back onto the back of my hands. Jordan reached for my top again and began pulling it off. I raised my arms and head, letting it slip off and float to the ground beside her knees. From there, Jordan got up from her spot and looked down at me. "I think I need to reposition, if you don't mind." "Not at all," I said, in the same tone of voice. Jordan and I both grinned for a moment as she leaned onto the couch and sat on top of me just below my back. She spread her legs on either side of me and lowered herself closer to begin her massage once more. The warmth of her hands on my bare skin sent sparks up and down my lower back all the way down to my toes. I felt my muscles melt with pleasure as she ran her fingertips lightly over my back with each squeeze, repositioning in the perfect spot each and every time. "Do you remember our little kissing session this afternoon?" Jordan asked. "How could I forget?" I replied, no longer holding my emotions back. Jordan let out a faint giggle. "Now that's better," she said, grinning, "you're finally starting to loosen up. You seemed so tense this afternoon." "Maybe I've finally seen the light," I said, softly. Jordan reached her hands back up my back and unfastened my bra. "Not yet," she whispered, lowering her head towards my ear. "but I'll make sure you get there." Her words set off a fire between my legs as I felt her lips embrace my neck once more, this time from behind. I clenched my fists as I felt her light kisses change into the long stroke of her tongue down the back of my neck. "Oh... fuck," I let out, under my breath. Jordan raised herself back up, placing one hand on my back for support. "Such language, Lexa. And here I thought you were the very symbol of politeness." With Jordan still lying on top of me, I quickly shifted underneath her until I was lying on my back looking up at her. Jordan reached down and moved my bra straps down my shoulders, one by one until my bra was merely resting on my chest. My heart raced as I watched Jordan lower herself and plant a kiss on my neck again. Then, lowering her face down my chest she took a hold of my bra with her teeth and lifted it off completely. Tossing it aside along with my top, Jordan smiled as she enjoyed her first glimpse of my bare breasts. Playfully, I covered up with my hands, denying her the view for a moment. "Were you thinking about this when you first saw me?" "Every second," she smiled. Jordan allowed herself to slide off the couch and onto her knees on the carpet. She reached over and pulled my legs toward her with a swift motion, stopping with her hands at the waist of my jeans. Our eyes met with a lustful stare, as she sat with her head between my legs, inches away from what was now a fire between my legs, building with every moment. "You want to fuck me?" I asked. "Until you're begging for more, Lexa." Lowering her gaze to my stomach, Jordan carefully unbuttoned my jeans with her fingers, as I let my legs writhe around her. I held my breasts in my hands, cupping them gently and feeling the warmth of my skin, and the excitement of her touch. My lips trembled with a nervous ecstasy, as I felt Jordan slide my jeans down my thighs, dropping them at my ankles. She brought her lips to my leg and planted a soft kiss on my skin. The mere touch of her so close to my pussy sent shockwaves through my body and I let out a quiet moan. "Oh god, I've never felt like this..." Jordan smiled, kissing my thigh again, each time coming closer to my panties, which were now wet with my flowing nectar. She let her tongue meet the lips of my pussy through my panties, tasting me for the first time. I nearly passed out from the sensation, as I clenched my muscles and let out a heavy sigh. Jordan withdrew and licked her lips with a lustful grin. "Wet already? We're just getting started." Sitting up slowly, I lowered my head and smiled as Jordan lightly kissed my stomach, then higher until she was right below my breasts. She left one of her hands between my legs, gently holding her fingers in a cupping motion over my pussy. I could feel the warmth of her hand, and the slippery motion of her fingers, which were now covered in my juices. My limbs trembled, as I moaned and smiled and savored the sensations which Jordan seemed to bring to my body so effortlessly. Without thinking, I reached down and pulled my top straight off Jordan's body and tossed it aside, revealing her perfect breasts to me. Without stopping, Jordan brought my nipple into her mouth and let her tongue dance on my delicate skin. I grabbed the back of her hair with one of my hands, gasping loudly as a small wave of pleasure washed over me, unexpectedly. "Oh fuck..." Jordan flicked her tongue against my nipple, and pressed her palm hard against my mound as I stared up at the ceiling and lost myself in the delicious motions of our lust. She ran her tongue down my stomach, and pulled back, finally reaching for my panties with both hands. With a quick, fierce pull Jordan practically ripped my underwear off, grabbing my wrinkled up pants along with my panties and pushing them aside. She then began kissing my thighs again, as I giggled and quivered from the light embrace. My head was spinning, and my cunt was drooling as Jordan took a firm hold of my hips and pulled me closer to her face. I felt her hot, excited breath against my lips as her tongue flirted with my inner thigh. I reached down with both hands and gripped the couch tightly, holding my breath in long pauses and each time letting out a loud gasp of bliss. "You're so beautiful, Lexa," Jordan whispered, barely audible above my moaning. "Oh god, Jordan, don't stop..." Obeying my wishes, Jordan returned her mouth to the bare, moist lips of my pussy. I very nearly screamed out loud as she lapped up my juices and ran her tongue back and forth across my clit with an expert's confidence. I wrapped my arms around myself, and felt my heart fluttering against my arms and the wet skin of my breasts which were still covered in Jordan's saliva. She licked up and down against my cunt, kissing and prodding and tasting me without even stopping to breathe. After nearly twenty seconds she pulled out and giggled seductively, planting another series of kisses on my pulsing cunt. I tensed every muscle in my body and pointed my toes as I felt the first orgasm building deep within my walls, and I looked down to see Jordan licking me just slow enough to prolong its arrival. "Ohhhhh fuck, Jordan I'm close!" Before long all I could hear were the sucking sounds of Jordan's mouth between my legs as she drove me insane with pleasure. I yelled out, without realizing or caring what I said, and I fell into the trap she had laid so perfectly from the moment we met. My back arched, and my breath shortened, and one final pass of Jordan's tongue inside me was more than enough to send me over the edge. I closed my eyes and called out her name as an explosion of ecstasy coursed through my body. I drove my pussy hard into Jordan's face as I covered her lips and tongue in my girl cum, bucking my hips madly with each few seconds. I melted forward and fell into her arms, nearly blacking out from the sensation of being brought to orgasm by another girl for the first time. It was the most amazing feeling in my life. Jordan smiled, holding me in her arms on the floor, breathing hard but not even tired yet. I felt my cunt aching between my legs from the sheer force of my climax, and I felt our hearts beating as our glowing bodies pressed together tightly. Jordan kissed my forehead, over and over until I found the strength to lift my head and our lips met once more. I tasted myself on her lips, on her tongue. I tasted our lust and I loved it. I was completely drained, and all I could think of was when she could make me feel that way again. Then, for a moment we just stared at each other, trembling in each others' arms as our noses touched. We both inhaled and exhaled as if we had just run a marathon, and our bodies had become slick with heat and sweat. I felt my pussy still drenched, pressing up against Jordan's now soaked pants which hadn't even come off yet. She didn't seem to care. My pleasure seemed more than enough for her. Finally, Jordan was able to slow her breathing as she still pressed her nose to mine. Our eyes met. "Well, how was it?" she asked, softly. I felt my head spinning, and my body burning from the heat of the moment. Just before I totally collapsed into her arms, I was able to respond. "It was... nice." ... A few hours later, I opened my eyes to find myself lying back on the couch, still naked and covered in a white sheet. Jordan was in a chair across from me, holding a toy pipe that blew bubbles. She was listening to music again, and was wearing my top just as before. After a few seconds, she looked over at me and realized I had regained consciousness. "Hello there, sleepy head. Back in this world I see." I reached between my legs underneath the sheets, and felt my pussy. I was still wet. "Do you always make girls pass out the first time?" I asked. Jordan grinned, blowing a few more bubbles. "Well, I haven't been with as many as you'd think. But, I'd say you're officially the first." "I'm flattered," I smiled. "Was it educational for you?" Jordan asked. "I'd say so..." "But?" she asked. "But, I'm not quite sure. I may need you to try it again just in case. Or maybe I could try you this time." "Still horny as ever," Jordan giggled, blowing a few more bubbles my way. "I like that." "I like you," I replied, in a seductive tone. Jordan smiled and pulled off her headphones, sitting back up from her slouching position. "Well, before we start tearing each others' clothes off, I thought you should know that Abi is coming over." My eyes widened. "What, you mean right now? Oh shit!" Frantically, I jumped up from the couch and scrambled across the room, picking up my clothes as fast as I could. "Don't worry, Lexa. We just talked over the phone a few minutes ago. It'll take her at least 20 minutes to get over here from her place." "Didn't she just leave a few hours ago?" "She had evening classes. She always visits twice on weekends and it is Friday, you know." I slipped my last leg into my pants and pulled them back on. "So you were going to let her waltz in here and see me naked and passed out on the floor?" Jordan smiled her sly smile. "Of course not. Although, I think you'd have to be crazy to object to the sight of your body." I blushed slightly, still trying to look annoyed. "Just because you got to have your way with me doesn't mean everyone you're acquainted with automatically gets to see me naked." "Aww, you're no fun," she grinned. "Suit yourself though." Jordan returned to her bubble blower as I got threw my clothes back on and sat down, dusting myself off and trying to put back on a look of composure after having another girl fuck me for the first time. I wasn't exactly able to hide it. A few minutes later, the buzzer rang and Jordan looked up from her magazine. "Get that, would you, Lexa?" I gave Jordan a mean look as I got up from the couch, which I instantly noticed was farther from the door than she was, and walked over to the intercom. "Hello?" I asked, pressing the button down. "It's Abigail, of course, would you like to let me up now because it's chilly out here and..." I didn't wait for her to finish before I hit the button and cut off the conversation. I opened the lock on the door and opened it a crack, turning and walking into the kitchen. "You have anything to drink, Jord?" "What do ya like?" she replied, "I've got soda, juice, spring water... the hard liquor's in the cabinet." "What does Abi usually have?" Before Jordan could speak, a different voice gave the answer. "Spring water, please, it's all I drink or at least all I try to drink but sometimes I do end up drinking other things, but I like water." I turned to see Abi standing at the door, smiling politely and poking her head in through the crack. I gestured for her to come all the way in and she slowly pushed open the door and stepped inside. "Water it is," I said, pulling a large bottle of spring water from the refrigerator. "And you, Jord?" "You think I could get a screwdriver by any chance?" she called from across the room. "Umm..." I looked over at Abi, who was still standing at the door. She smiled and began mouthing something to me without speaking. Vodka, orange, juice. She gave me a thumbs up and turned back in Jordan's direction. "So, what have you two been up to while I was gone, anything fun cuz' my class was stupid and boring, hmm?" "Maybe you should be asking Lexa that question, squirt." I walked back into the room with a small tray of drinks. Abi sat down in a chair and looked up at me, twiddling her thumbs and lightly stamping her feet. "What...what was that?" I asked, nervously. "I asked what you two did while I was in class, so what did you do, anything fun?" I looked over at Jordan who just looked back and smiled, seemingly enjoying another moment of putting me on the spot and testing me. "Well... Jordan and I..." Abi listened attentively and stared directly into my eyes as I stumbled over my answer. I couldn't decide whether telling her the truth would just roll off her back or not. I didn't know whether I was ready to tell anyone, and whether it really meant anything if I did. "Yes..." Abi continued, moving her hand in a circle as if to coax my answer. "Jordan helped me unpack my stuff. It was hard work and we really worked up a sweat." "I'll say..." Jordan smirked. "Oh," Abi said. "I thought I smelled something funny. Sorry I couldn't help I guess, but I was in class as you already heard. That's nice though, I like sweating." I sat down next to Jordan and set the drinks down on the coffee table. Abi reached out and grabbed her glass of water. She immediately took a big sip and set her glass down, chomping on one of the ice cubes I put in it. Jordan reached for her glass and took a drink. I watched as she made a face and forced herself to swallow. "Oh, is something wrong?" I asked, a little startled. "Have you ever mixed a screwdriver before, Lexa?" "Well, actually... no." "Usually there's more orange juice than liquor," she said, nearly coughing. "Jeez, I'm sorry." "It's fine. I sometimes like them more hard, but you should tell me before I take that big of a drink."
Last edited: 8 February 2009

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‹Nessa_is_here_smile› says:   8 February 2009   317322  
u r a good writer
 
‹Nessa_is_here_smile› says:   8 February 2009   453843  
You are the BEST writer
 
‹Up-in-the-Clouds› says:   8 February 2009   515636  
This is great :D i just think that you tried to fit a little too much
on there than kupika can handle, bc it's cut off on both this one and
the previous one :P
 
Felix68 says :   8 February 2009   382468  
oh yeah that sucked that  kupika cut off the first part and this part
>.<
 
 
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