Lesbo Talk

Debating on smoking away my problems.... I woke up that morning like I did every morning. Horny.  I rubbed my already swollen clit through my panties and thought about my last sexual tryst. I had let my boyfriend fuck my ass yesterday. As much of a slut as my school thought I was I was technically a virgin. I liked attention. Most females never gave me positive attention so it was up to me to get it from the boys. I would suck their dicks and swallow their cum and take it in my ass for them but I still had my cherry. Technically. I broke my hymen on my horse riding one day but nothing bigger than two of my own fingers had ever been inside of me. Until today. I thought it day like any other. I got myself off, got ready for school, and picked up a quick breakfast on the way out. I wore a short skirt, also very usual for me and left my big curly hair to its own devices. It was always unruly so I thought never to tame it. I kind of lived my life like that; untamed. I got through mos...

I was asleep. The bed was perfectly comfortable and warm. It had long achieved the equilibrium that comes from transferring heat back and forth from layers of fabric to warm body for hours. Slowly consciousness broke through like a Dam about to burst. It was violent. Leaving good sleep is always violent. Yet to awaken the way I am is the only thing that turns wakeful violence to soft moans.  Blinking sleep out of eyes,  to quivering thighs.  There she was, my beautiful lover, between my thighs fucking me. Worshipping my body like it was worthy of such praise.  I didn't deserve her. I was still irritated. (That spot was perfection!) I ruined the moment and left the comfort of our bed,  in lieu of the commode.  I heard her say "I'm sorry"  before the door closed. I kept hearing three words in the back of my mind :   SHE COULDN'T WAIT?!?  I was going to wake up soon!  SHE COULDN'T WAIT?!? I was asleep!  SHE COULDN'T WA...