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A Letter to Vanessa   

By Katie McN
katiemcn@my-deja.com

NOTICE - This story is written for adults. If 
learning about the first time experience of two 
lesbians might offend you, please stop reading 
now. 

You should also keep in mind that this is a work 
of fiction and certainly has nothing to do with 
my life or the life of anyone I know. 

This story is (c) copyrighted by Katie McN, 
1999, but feel free to post it unchanged 
anywhere on the Internet in places where people 
can understand real love.

---

Vanessa is gone now, but I still think about her 
from time to time. It's been a few years since I 
wrote her this letter. It really hurt when we 
broke up. But, you know it was best for both 
of us.

Writing this was one of the hardest things I 
ever had to do. Thought you might like to look 
at it.

Love you,

Mary Kay

___


My Darling Vanessa,

I love you so very much. 

I can't imagine us ever being apart for longer 
than a few days. Trying to imagine a time before 
you is like trying to hold on to the smoke from 
an August prairie fire.

You always want to know every little thing about 
me. It makes me feel so special. So loved. I 
want you to know everything, too. 

I want you to know every secret and share every 
part of my hidden life. 

It's not that I ever want to hold back anything. 
I just need to make sure I can express my secret 
thoughts and images in ways you really 
understand. 

I've tried to tell you about my first time with 
another woman, but I can't seem to conjure up 
words that express the pictures printed forever 
in the inner most recesses of my memories.

You're gone today and I will miss you until you 
get back. 

While you'er gone, I'll try to write the words I 
can't say when you look at me with the most 
beautiful eyes that any woman ever gets to see. 

If I succeed in painting my feelings on these 
pages, I'll give you this letter when you get 
home. If I don't, well, I'll try again some 
other day.

I was standing on the back porch of our ranch. I 
told you about it once. It's a large old ramblin' place near Big Spring. The place where 
my daddy tried to raise the Santa Gertrudes 
cattle. Good thing he did a better job raising 
oil wells. That's for sure.

A great big old place. Spent the best years of 
my childhood there.

On that special day, I watched a tumbleweed roll 
slowly across the flat land behind the big 
house. Not much to stop it for another 10 miles 
or so. It didn't seem to mind much. Just kept 
moving along.

Ellen was there with me. You remember her. She 
and I were best friends since the second grade. 
Been through a lot together. Hating boys. Loving 
boys. Not really sure what to make of any of 
it. We both got into horses instead of worrying 
about things too much.  

My dad was flying his plane over to Austin that 
evening. The folks were heading out to a party 
the Governor was putting on after he won 
reelection. Quite a time.

Mr. and Mrs. Guthrie, Ellen's folks, were flying 
out with them. Just us kids left here to have a 
good time.

Used to be a big problem staying alone with 
Ellen's three brothers. They are all older than 
us. For the longest time, they hated having 
girls around. Can't say that I blame 'em really. 
Daddy's little girl types can be a pain in the 
ass I'm sure.

Two things changed all that. First, we kind of 
figured out how to act like guys. Pretty easy 
really. Just had to be loud, wear cowboy boots 
and act stupid. Fit right in, both of us.

Another thing that kind of helped was how I was 
beginning to look. 

Not too hard figuring what a girl looks like 
when she's wearing nice fitting jeans and a 
tailored shirt. Southern girls just utomatically 
know how to bend over without breaking their 
knees. Certainly know how to point that cute 
little thing where it will do the most good. 
Boys were starting to appreciate it. Ellen just 
thought her brothers were so funny.

Never had a problem with a one of 'em though. 
They wouldn't want to have to put up with Ellen 
getting all pissed off at them. Ha ha.

The maid lived in a little house out back. She 
left that night as soon as she washed up the 
dinner dishes. That's our signal to start having 
a good time.

The boys always seemed to have two or three 
brand new porno videos for when the folks were 
gone. Sure enough, we headed for the TV room to 
see the sights. 

Randy, Ellen's oldest brother, had his own car 
by then. 

He'd slipped off earlier in the day and got a 
case of long necks. The other boys had their own 
ideas about what kind of beer to get. But, since 
Randy was buying, we always ended up with Lone 
Star no matter what they said. Didn't care much 
myself. Neither did Ellen.

Ellen and I would have one beer each and make 
'em last all night. Didn't really like drinking 
beer that much. Just part of the guy thing and 
fitting in.

There are certain rituals when you watch a porn 
film with the guys. First off, you got to know 
how to act. 

Just waited for the right spot to holler out, 
"Whooeee! Look at the tits on that one." Yep, 
that was me. 

Ellen would jump in and say something like, 
"Boys, don't you wish you were hung like that 
guy." Course, they'd all say they were and 
ask us if we wanted to see. Kind of curious, but 
too smart to say yes. 

Anyhow, seen everyone of 'em naked when we'd go 
skinny dipping out at Seaford Pond. Didn't point 
out that they weren't even close to that guy on 
the screen. Not right for a girl to look you 
know.

When you live on a ranch, you get to see fucking 
all the time. Animals don't give a shit who 
watches. Just want to get it on whenever they 
get the urge. Got the fundamentals down at about 
age five if I remember right.

Thing that made the porno films interesting was 
the other stuff that happened on the screen. 

Never saw a bull get a blow job for instance. 
Don't recall seeing three horses getting it on 
with each other. Never noticed two cows doing 
each other. Lots of valuable information for our 
young eyes.

We'd pretend to know everything that was going 
on of course. Wouldn't do to let the boys think 
they knew more than us. Part of hanging out with 
the guys. 

Ellen and I couldn't wait to get off by 
ourselves to talk about everything we saw in 
those films. Interesting sex education class 
I'd say. 

Boys sure are silly. Funny to wait and see who 
got a boner first and how he tried to hide it. 
All three of 'em usually got hard at one point 
or another.

Ellen and I'd been staying over at each other's 
homes for long as I can remember. Wouldn't seem 
right if this didn't happen three or four times a month.

We had our own ways of doing things, too. First 
off, we'd hit the shower just before we got 
ready for bed. 

Mostly we spent our time outdoors and the West 
Texas dust just grinds away at a person. 

I'd usually be first. Didn't waste any time and 
came right back to the bedroom. Her turn next. 
Ellen would be in and out in a flash. Both of us 
all shiny and new. 

We'd been wearing big old tee shirts to bed 
since we started to get boobs. Trying to hide 
the changes in our bodies I guess. 

After a while, looking like big girls stopped 
bothering us. Kept wearing them big old shirts 
out of habit I guess.

We really didn't look alike now that I think 
about it. Sure we always tried to dress the same 
way. But looks, no, we were quite different.

Ellen is not a blonde like me. She has auburn 
hair with enough natural curl in it that it gets 
hard to manage on bad weather days. 

My hair is almost straight. It's thick enough so 
that it will hold most any way I fix it. Never 
has been much of a problem to me. Used to make 
Ellen so mad when she'd have to work real hard 
to look good and I'd just run a brush through my 
hair and be ready to go.

By then, I was just 5' 7" and 115 or so pounds. 
Ellen weighed about the same, but she was always 
a couple inches shorter than me. 

Her extra weight seemed to go to all those just 
right places. Ellen's boobs were a little bigger 
than mine then. Her butt looked rounder than my 
slender cowgirl ass. Although, must say that I 
was getting some notice, too.

I thought she was beautiful and told her so more 
than once. 

She said the same things to me. Just loved my 
best friend.

At the time, we didn't realize just how 
beautiful the two of us were. Somehow when you 
live with yourself, you get real used to how you 
look and how you feel. Doesn't seem that special really.

Later on you start to understand you're a little 
different than some other folks.

No matter how much we'd been together during the 
day, we still had secret things to talk about 
when we were alone. 

That night was stuff like Randy getting a big 
old hard on. Laughing about me asking him a lot 
of questions while he tried to hide that thing. 
Pretending I wasn't seeing anything. Ha Ha. 

One of the videos caught both our attentions. 

A little bit of foreplay, kissing and hugging. 
Oh sure everyone ended up fucking their brains 
out in the end, but there was a little loving 
and tenderness for a few minutes at least. We 
both agreed it was kind of nice.

Another thing we found out. Pretty much the 
girls did whatever the guys wanted in those 
films. But, when there were two girls 
together (or three or four depending), they 
seemed a little more into each other and into 
sharing. Not so much pressure I guess.

By this time we were in Ellen's bed. We always 
slept in the same bed when we stayed over. 
Always had.

Just her table lamp on that night. Best way to 
keep her brothers from pounding on the door 
about another film they found or whatever. Those 
boys could raise hell all night. We didn't care 
as long as they left us alone.

Never been able to figure out how it all 
happened. 

We somehow started looking right at each other. 
We looked for what seemed like a real long time. 
Then I just pushed my face forward and up and 
kissed her. A tiny little kiss, but we both knew 
it was real. 

Now we had been kissing each other since we were 
little girls. Didn't mean anything, just our 
way. 

This time, I was weak. Don't know why. Something 
just went all through my body and I couldn't 
move. I was afraid, too. What would Ellen think 
of that little kiss?

We looked at each other for the longest time and 
said nothing. She'd been my friend for so long 
she could tell that I was embarrassed by what I'd done. 

Being my friend, she saved me with a kiss of her 
own. A nice little kiss, but just that much 
longer than mine.

I could hear the sigh come from her mouth. A 
tiny little sound that said, "I don't know what 
that was, but I do know I like it." Knew what 
she was thinking because I felt the same way, too.

Time went by forever. 

My timid arm kind of moved forward toward her. 
The moment it touched her shoulder she grabbed 
on to me and gave me the biggest kiss I ever 
had. Whooee girl! Just wasn't ready for that.

We held each other and I could feel the heat 
coming from our bodies. Our boobs were pressed 
together with just a little cloth separating us. 

Somehow her hand ended up on the back of my 
neck. I made a sound that told her she didn't 
need to stop. 

Kind of tailed my hand down her back. Moving 
toward the bottom of her tee shirt. Let my hand 
wander down below her shirt till it rested gently on her panties. My what a nice butt you 
got there girl. 

Trying to make up my mind about what to do next. 

Guess she was doing the same. Her little tongue 
just pushed right into my mouth. Well, I kind of 
opened up my mouth and let her get on in, once I 
realized what she was up to. 

Didn't know she could kiss that good. Didn't 
know I would like it that much. Didn't know. 
Wow.

Let my hand wander up her back staying under her 
tee shirt this trip. Damn did she feel good. 
Like rubbing your hand on silk. Umm.

My idea was just to explore under her shirt a 
little bit. Soon as my hand got near her 
shoulder blades, her hands went right up into 
the air. Ohh. She wanted me to take her shirt 
off. Didn't waste a second doing it either.

Soon as I had her shirt off, she got right after 
me. Pulling my shirt over my head lickity split. 
Kind of fresh for fourteen year old girls don't 
you think?

Funny thing. I'd seen her tits lots of times 
before, but they sure looked different that 
night. Kind of a daring mystery.

We fell back on the bed. Our arms were wrapped 
around each other real tight. Our mouths were 
pressing together real hard. Nothing but fire 
and passion.

I felt her hand going down my back. Wondered 
what it was going to feel like having another 
girl touch my ass.

Didn't have to wait long to find out. She was 
very gentle at first. Tentative even. Just like 
me I guess. Kind of wondering if I would mind 
her checking me out.

When she realized that I liked what she was 
doing, felt her hand slip right inside my little 
panties. What an interesting feeling. Yum.

Lifted up my hips so she could pull my panties 
down. She had to get under the covers to finish 
getting them off. Ohh a little kiss on my tummy! 
How very nice.

I pushed her panties down real slow. Saw this in 
the video. Looked real cool and sensual. Could 
tell she sure liked it.

Got under the covers to pull off her panties. 
Let my tits rub on her legs and tummy as I came 
back up to find her. Hot stuff, huh?

Got very brave then. I kissed her nipple. Well 
not too brave. Just a quick kiss really. We both 
giggled. But, we both knew that it wouldn't be 
too long before we got real serious about all 
this.

That next kiss lasted more than a life time. I 
felt her climbing up on my leg. I felt her 
thrusting herself at me. She was rocking 
me back and forth. I kind of pulled my leg up a 
little and made it real easy for her to do what 
she wanted.

We always got a tiny bit high from our one long 
neck apiece. At that minute, felt like I drank 
the whole case. Hardly knew where I was. Only 
knew that I wanted her more, more, more. Yes, yes, yes. Ohh fuck.

Until that very minute, the only tits I ever 
touched were my own. Hers felt so good. The 
sound she made when I slowly squeezed and rubbed 
them was so nice to hear. 

Kind of lost track of what I was doing when she 
started playing with my boobies. 

Knew I could get myself going when I played with 
my own titties. Didn't have a clue how much 
better it would be with someone else 
touching them. 

She knew just what to do. Don't know if it was 
the video or just stuff she did to herself. It 
didn't matter. Could not believe it. Only one 
other woman ever had that sane impact when she 
touched me like that. And you know who that is, 
Vanessa.

Sometimes when I'm with you my beautiful woman, 
I get this feeling in my chest and tummy that I 
just can't explain. Certainly not in words, no. 
Feels so good, but no words. Just electricity, 
just emotions, just things too hard to say in 
words. I had the same feeling for the first time 
that night.

We were lying on our sides. Looking at each 
other. Kissing. Touching. Not believing we were 
there. Loving it all. Studying, 
remembering, feeling the mystical experiences of 
the West Texas summer night.

Her hand started down my rib cage moving toward 
my hip. By now we both could relax with the 
luxury of knowing we had time to do whatever we 
wanted. We knew we would, too.

Her hand moved across my naked hip. My body 
wanted to pull her inside me. Her long fingers 
slid over my ass and stopped inside the crack 
between those two cheeks you seem to like so 
much.

She squeezed nice and easy. One finger moved 
toward my ass hole hole. 

What was that sound? Was that me? Oh my! Damn. 
Umm.

I found her hand and guided it down my stomach 
toward my pussy. Pushed her hand into my bush. 
She grabbed on to me between my legs and started 
moving her whole hand back and forth.

Felt her finger on my clit first. Then she slid 
right inside my. I was so wet by then, it was 
easy to accommodate her. 

She started moving her hand back and forth with 
a constant pressure that said that she knew just 
what I wanted to feel. She was so right.

Her finger moved in and out of the flame that 
was between my legs. I opened myself up for her. 
Seemed like I was as wide as my thighs. Seemed 
like I could somehow swallow her whole.

She had three fingers inside me. Not the way I 
did it, but oh my god. 

There didn't seem to be an end to it. I floated 
off to some place far away from reality. I could 
feel tears well up in my eyes. Happiness was so wonderfully strange.

Her mouth covered mine. Her insistent tongue 
entered my mouth searching, probing, exciting. 
Her other hand touched my tits. Rub, squeeze, 
stroke. Please stop - don't stop! Oh. Oh. Ohhh.

I had orgasms before. 

There was a time that I thought I invented the 
orgasm. 

But, never anything like this. My body exploded 
from high to high. 

I couldn't see. An orange explosion hid me from 
everything, but the passion that filled my body. 

Waves of sex and warmth. Over, over, over.

Ellen, Ellen. Let me touch you now. Let me make 
you feel this good. Let me.

She soon found out what it felt like to have 
part of me inside her. My finger moved 
relentlessly inside her pussy at a pace that 
merged with the movements of her body. 

I kissed her breasts, her nipples, her pretty 
lips. My finger moved over her face, cheeks, 
neck. Yes, oh yes. Touch, touch, feel, feel. 
More.

It just seemed to start way down inside of her 
somewhere. Exploded to the top with sounds of 
pure lust and ecstasy. I was just a few inches 
away from her face and got to watch it all.

She opened her eyes at the peak of her pleasure. 
I was getting ready to get off again. She could 
see me moving toward a climax and it just 
intensified those strangely wonderful feelings 
she was having. 

We were like two mirrors making love. Magnifying 
our feelings and emotions. Having feelings that 
had no names or descriptions. Not for mortals at 
least.

We stayed awake for the whole night. Sometimes 
just holding each other tightly in an embrace 
that could only be understood by two people who 
loved each other in a way that few could 
understand.

Other times, we were hotter than that old porno 
video. We were pretty brave. Nothing we didn't 
try. Nothing we didn't love. Don't think there 
was one part of her beautiful body that I didn't 
touch, kiss, feel. She didn't miss any part of 
me either.

My tongue in her pussy. Her lips on my nipples. 
Fingers touching, caressing, teasing. Lips 
kissing, sucking, nibbling. Her tongue in 
my pussy. My finger on her asshole. 

Did I miss anything? Where are we? What's next?

Must have come five or six times that night. 
Well, no, can't really tell you how many times. 
Don't know how often Ellen got off either. We 
weren't counting. Didn't have time really.

We fell asleep when the sun started to peek up 
at the eastern sky. Holding each other. Loving 
each other so much. Knowing we'd never forget 
any of this. Not one bit.

There were other times over the days and months 
and years. Funny thing though. No one ever told 
us we could be together. We were still seeing 
boys. Doing all the stuff our parents expected 
of us. Never just seemed like something we could 
do. 

You met my folks. Guess you can understand how 
this might happen. Seems real funny now in a sad 
kind of way.

Ellen and I never really got together like us my 
darling Vannie. But she and I shared something 
special. Something I'll never want to forget. 

She's living over in Lubbock now with Charles 
Frederick. They make a lovely couple, don't 
they? Never was a question that I'd be her 
maid of honor. We both cried at her wedding for 
more reasons than most people know.  

For a long time, I'd thought that special day 
from long ago changed me. Now I realize that I 
only found out what I was all along.

Ellen didn't change either really. We were just 
a little bit different. We still love each other 
like two sisters who are very best friends. 
Always will I guess.

I owe you so much. You let me know that it was 
all right to be my own person. You made me feel 
love in a way that let me be just what I am. I 
wasn't raised to wear my feelings on my arm. You 
dragged each little emotion out of me. Showed 
them to me like they were jewels and told me 
that you loved each and every one.

Just love being your baby and being loved by the 
most wonderful woman I could ever know. 

I love you,

Mary Kay

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Katie McM
katiemcn@my-deja.com



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