Lesbo Talk

On A Ledge “All right ladies who is it?” he asked harshly. “What are you talking about David?” Jasmine said. “Statistics show that 1 in 5 girls masturbate. There are 5 of you here. So who is it?” he laughed at his own punch line then looked at each of us in the face. I could feel the heat of my cheeks as I burned with embarrassment, knowing that in this group it was definitely me. Something told me that David knew it was me too. “If I had to guess, I’d say it’s Veronica. I mean who could resist touching herself when they looked like her?” “Shut up David, get lost” Abby snapped. She had a crush on him, and I take it she didn’t like hearing him say he was attracted to me. I wanted him to leave too, but I couldn’t hide that I was excited I knew he was attracted to me. Maybe if I could muster the courage I’d ask him out. My mind made the connection that if he was my boyfriend he would probably want to touch me, and I could feel my body responding to the arousal even through ...

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...