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The Seduction of Beth
by CW (address withheld)
***
A butch lesbian thinks her pretty straight friend Beth
may be interested in a "deeper" relationship so she
invites her over to study for law school finals and
things quickly take an intimate turn. (FF, 1st-lesbian-
expr)
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My name is Christie, and I'm a dyke – a butch lesbian
with small breasts but wide hips and a soft, round
bottom. I've been "out" since my first week in college,
which was six years ago. I've had a couple of serious
relationships and my share of flings. Several months
ago I broke up with my partner of three years, and I
tried the bar scene. Unfortunately, most of the women
tended to be butch, and I wasn't meeting the sort of
soft, feminine woman I craved.
The one woman I really wanted seemed off limits. Beth,
a student in my law school class, is a striking
brunette, about my height (5' 6") but much slimmer,
with a classic model's lines and the best legs I'd ever
seen. I found her large brown eyes and open smile
captivating. I hung around with her at school as much
as I could, and I never hid the fact that I'm gay.
The problem was that she seemed completely straight; in
fact, she had a serious boyfriend who lived in another
city and regularly went to see him on weekends.
One day she told me that she and her guy had broken up.
Sensing my chance, I tried to be there for her whenever
she was feeling low, and I offered lots of hugs. I
noticed that she seemed to become more friendly and
sought out my company.
At first I thought the casual touches were an accident.
But then I began to suspect that she was interested in
something, just unsure of how to express it. She
certainly smiled at me the way a woman does when she's
chasing a man. A couple of my lesbian classmates
noticed and commented with smirks about my new
"girlfriend."
As this went on, I found myself fantasizing about
making love to her. At night, just before I drifted
into a restless sleep, I would masturbate with the
image of Beth before me. I imagined her lying beneath
me. She would me naked except for the petite silver
watch she always wore, begging softly for me to eat
her. I would stroke my clit in a frenzy as I thought of
myself licking her cunt and fucking her with the big
strap-on dildo – my "man," as I call it – that I keep
in my night table drawer. My orgasms were shattering.
Finally I made up my mind to give it my best shot. On a
warm spring day a few weeks ago I saw her, dressed as
usual in cut-off shorts that let the men in the law
school gaze at most of her long legs. I struck up a
conversation about the impending final exams. She said
she was nervous, too. "Why not start studying
together?" I proposed. "Sounds good to me," she
answered. "Can we start tonight, at the library?" I
remarked that the library was very crowded and noisy.
Then I made my pitch, "My apartment is much more
private."
Beth gave me that incredible, sexy smile – the kind you
save for a special someone, a lover. "I was hoping
you'd say that. I'll be over with my books at eight."
The stage seemed to be set, then, when Beth arrived
that evening. She was dressed provocatively in a tight
black t-shirt and black satin boxer shorts, cut high to
reveal much of her graceful thighs. I was ready to go
for it, especially because she seemed always to be
brushing against me. Each time she touched me I
reciprocated, and I flirted right back with her at
every opening.
After about an hour of grinding away at the books, Beth
complained that she had a stiff neck and back. "Why
don't I give you a back rub?" I suggested innocently,
seeing the moment to make my move on this foxy maiden.
We adjourned to my bedroom.
Beth lay down and I slid my hands under her t-shirt.
She moaned with pleasure under my soft touch. I grew
bolder, kneading the backs of her smooth thighs and
letting my hands wander up her satin shorts to her
exquisitely rounded ass cheeks. "That feels wonderful,"
she sighed.
"It can be better," I whispered. "Slip your shirt off."
She didn't hesitate. As she lay back down on her
stomach, I admired her smooth pale skin, lighter than
my own, and her firm, broad shoulders. I undid the
clasps at the back of her bra and slipped it out from
under her.
"Turnabout is fair play, Christie," Beth said, without
looking at me. "You take your shirt off, too. Besides,
it's very warm in here."
I lifted off my t-shirt. Since I wore no bra, my tits
jiggled freely, and my upturned nipples began to
harden. I thought to myself, why stop here? So I pulled
off my shorts and panties and tossed everything in a
pile on the floor. Then I reached over and eased off
Beth's satin shorts. She said nothing. As I gazed at
her lovely body, I realized how deeply I wanted her.
I ran my hands across her silky black bikini briefs and
notice her tremble with anticipation. "Let me help you
out of these," I said lightly, trying to sound as
casual as I could. She raised her hips slightly to make
it easy for me. Her panties were damp already with the
evidence of her arousal, and I held them up to my nose
for an instant to inhale the delicious aroma of her
passion.
Beth lay before me on the bed, wearing nothing now but
her pretty silver watch with its little safety chain.
Her eyes were closed, her breath rapid. I began rubbing
the backs of her calves and thighs, then moved to her
ass. My fingers gently probed her crack. She squirmed
under my knowing touch.
"Mmmmm, it keeps getting better," she said. I could
stand to wait no longer. I lay down on top of her back,
my moist pussy upon her ass and my breasts pressed
against her back. There is nothing more beautiful than
the sensation of another woman's smooth skin against
mine. I shifted slightly to the side and slid my thigh
between hers.
Beth gasped, then moaned softly as I slowly humped her
from the rear and pressed my leg against her now-
soaking cunt. I kissed the back of her neck just under
those soft brown curls and licked and nibbled her ears.
I slid my hands down her strong arms, pausing at her
wrist to trace the thin contour of her watch. Her ex-
boyfriend had given that to her. I thought to myself,
"I bet he liked it when she rubbed the watch band
across his back when they made love. Doubt he ever
imagined her wearing it in bed with another woman, with
her dyke lover."
I intertwined my fingers with her. For a few moments we
lay motionless, poised on the brink of giving ourselves
to each other. I whispered in her ear, "I want to kiss
you now, Beth. Your first kiss with a woman." She
turned her head to the side to kiss me over her
shoulder and I leaned forward. Our lips met and our
tongues danced together – oh, it was hot, the most
sensual kiss I have ever tasted. I was in heaven.
I gently rolled Beth onto her back. "You are so
pretty," she cooed softly, with that wonderful smile of
hers. She licked her lips and reached her hands behind
my neck to tease my short dark hair.
Our mouths brushed, tentatively at first and then with
rising lust, kissing as only two women can. I probed
Beth's mouth gently with my tongue and bit delicately
on her lower lip. Our embrace went on for a long time
as I let my hands roam across her curves and cupped her
shapely tits. I felt her fingers explore my waist and
my broad hips. The thin band of her watch lightly
scratched my smooth skin, adding another feminine touch
to the sensuality of our encounter.
I love the dominant role, and sweet Beth seemed to want
me to take the lead. I broke our kiss and moved my
mouth down to her perfect breasts. Under the
ministrations of my tongue and teeth her nipples grew
taut. Beth seemed to melt into passion.
"Your tongue is so sweet to me, Christie," she
murmured. As my mouth teased her nipple, I placed my
hand on her wet cunt and slipped a finger into her
vagina, delighted to feel her love muscles grip me.
Then I worked in another finger and another, until my
whole hand was slick and covered with her juices. The
pace of her breathing told me she was close. But I
wanted to try something else.
"Wait just a moment," I said. Her face wore a puzzled
but expectant look. I reached into the night table and
remove my strap-on dildo, with its big 8" black latex
cock. "I want you to meet my 'man,'" I said hoarsely.
"I'm going to fuck you like you've never gotten it
before."
Her eyes widened when she saw the size of the invader,
but she said nothing. Beth was so wet that I slid in
easily, drawing a happy gasp from her throat.
"Good girl," I said. "You took it all. You're a horny
little dyke, aren't you?"
We gazed into each other's eyes. What she said next
send a thrill through me.
"I like it when you call me a dyke. That's what I am
now. That's what you made me, and I love it."
I began thrusting deeply in and out, pausing sometimes
to kiss her deeply. In just a couple of minutes she
exploded in a loud, wrenching orgasm, which left her
limp in my arms. My ultimate fantasy had come true.
We made love the rest of the night, drifting off
occasionally into a contented sleep. Beth was as horny
as I was, so neither of us left the other alone for
very long. Her pussy tasted delicious and she loved it
when I swirled my tongue around her hard pink clit as
it peaked from its hood.
I was thrilled to discover that she gave as good as she
got, especially when I straddled her face and grunted
dirty orders to her about how I wanted her to lap my
pussy.
In the morning, snuggled in my arms, Beth told me that
she was through with men for good. Within a couple of
weeks we knew we were in love with each other, and we
exchanged gold rings. It had the whole law school
talking but we didn't care.
We plan to be together forever.
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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