Subject: My First Lesbian Experience (FF, oral)
Diary Date: September 13, 2003
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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!!!WARNING!!!!
This file is a work of fiction containing sexually explicit material which may
include depictions of underage, nonconsensual and unprotected sex as well as
incest and adultery. It is not intended to implicate any person or action by
them or me, nor advocate such practices. If you can't separate fantasy from
reality, get professional help - FAST!
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Although I wrote this to stand on its own as much as possible, it might help to
understand things better if you read my previous diary entries at
https://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Kelly85/. The "About Me" directory also has a
lot more information about me as well if you're interested.
Summary:
Well, technically this was not my first lesbian experience since I had been with
my mom and Aunt before I was with Brenda. It WAS, however, the first time I was
with a girl sexually was not a relative of mine. Thus, as far as I am concerned
this was my "first" time with a girl.
Table of Contents
Chapter 1 � Worries About Going to College
Chapter 2 � Brenda, My New Roomie
Chapter 3 � Morning at Brenda�s House
Chapter 4 � Brenda�s Back Yard
Chapter 5 � Sexy Photoshoot With Brenda
Postscript
Chapter 1 � Worries About Going to College
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I lost my virginity when I was fourteen and was fucked by more than my fair
share of guys while in high school, yet in all that time I never did anything
serious with another girl - sexually speaking that is. What I mean by �serious�
is actual physical contact in a sexual way. I was like most of my friends at
that age, horny all the time! Sometimes I would masturbate with my friends at a
sleepover or something. My younger cousin Kristi and I use to play with
ourselves a lot growing up but we were more like two sisters than anything else.
Even with Kristi it was always just for fun and we NEVER touched each other, at
least not with any sexual intent.
After I turned sixteen and started being with my dad, it wasn't long before my
mom joined in and then her sister, my Aunt Linda, got involved as well.
Actually, I don�t do it much with my Aunt and even my mom is only an occasional
thing, especially when you compare to how often my dad does me. From my
perspective, being with my mom and aunt is a family thing, completely different
from having sex with a girl my own age. Maybe it�s just me, but I just can�t
think of sex with them as being a �true� lesbian experience � it�s my mom and
aunt! So going into my freshman year of college, so far as girls went I
considered myself a virgin.
Looking back at those times, I can�t really cite any real reason WHY I didn�t
have sex with other girls. It wasn't a conscious decision NOT to so much as for
one reason or another the right opportunity just never seemed to come about. I
suppose the case could be made that I didn�t really LOOK for one either but
then, why would I? From the time I tasted my first cock, I knew I LOVED sucking
cock and being fucked was even better. Since I was quite satisfied with my sex
life as it was, why should I go looking for something else? There was certainly
no shortage of guys willing to volunteer to take care of my �needs� whenever I
was horny.
When I left home for my first year of college I also left behind my boyfriend
Chuck, who was going to be a junior at The University of Pittsburgh. As you
might guess, Chuck wasn�t exactly thrilled when I chose a school that was over
three hours away, meaning I would only be home for major holidays. As for
myself, although I knew I would miss him a lot, I wasn�t too worried about us
being separated for so long because I knew that we were in love with each other
and somehow or another I was sure we would make it work. If nothing else, I was
confident that memories of my patented blow jobs, not to mention my willingness
to let him fuck me virtually anytime and any place he wanted, would keep him
waiting for me!
As for me, I was more concerned about the lack of sex than anything else. For
the past four years I probably hadn�t gone more than a week or two without
getting laid so how would I cope with having to go for weeks without it? Chuck
may have been a bit spoiled in that he knew he could have me whenever he wanted,
but at the same time I was also accustomed to having Chuck�s horny cock
available pretty much whenever I wanted it (c�mon, when did a boy ever say no
when a girl asks him to fuck her?).
On top of everything else, I would no longer be getting fucked regularly by my
dad either. Actually, this would be the first time since he first fucked me
over two years ago that he would have to go more than a few days without me
being there to take care of his needs and I wondered how both of us would cope
with the separation. It wasn't so much I needed my dad to take care of MY
needs, I loved it when he fucked me because I knew I was taking care of HIS
needs. As a daughter, what more could I do for my father than that?
So to sum it up, going cold turkey when I was use to having TWO cocks readily
available was not something I was looking forward to. Of course I love to
masturbate but that�s not the same as having sex. There�s nobody I could blame
as I chose the school because I thought in the long run it would be best for my
career, so the sex thing would just have to work its way out. In my heart I
knew God had led me to this decision so I just had to accept His will and trust
that he would take care of me as he always has.
Chapter 2 � Brenda, My New Roomie
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A couple of weeks before school started, I was notified of my dorm assignment
and given the name and e-mail address of my new roomie. We�d exchanged a few
things and pics but it wasn't until I arrived at my new school that I got to
meet my new roomie for the first time. Brenda and I got along fantastic from
the start even though we were quite different in many ways. She was a perky
redhead with freckles whose great boobs (ok, so I was a little jealous about
those!) and looks were already catching the eyes of the upperclassmen. One of
the unusual things about Brenda was that her family lived only about ten miles
from school. As she explained it, her parents wanted her to stay in the dorms
during her freshman year so she could have her �college life experience� and
then live at home for the remaining three years to save money (living in the
dorms IS expensive). As things turned out, I doubt they had a clue what �life
experiences� she would be soon be having. No doubt if they had, they might�ve
thought twice about the arrangement!
During our second week of school Brenda invited me to come over to her house for
the upcoming weekend. Her parents lived out of town near a small lake in a
large two-story home. I was especially excited when she told me that they had a
pool in the back yard. The weather in mid-September was still pretty hot at
times so a dip in a pool sounded awfully inviting. Needless to say, I
immediately agreed to go home with her! Besides, if nothing else it beat
spending a weekend alone in my dorm room masturbating. It wasn't the
masturbating that was so bad, it was the being alone part that sucked. I�d been
away from home less than two weeks and already I was so incredibly horny that I
wasn�t sure I was going to hold out until Parent�s Weekend in October when my
dad would come to �rescue� me.
Being a private Christian school, there were very strict guidelines on our
lifestyles, particularly regarding sexual behavior. In a nutshell, �no sex�
would sum it up pretty well. That includes anything on the Internet, which they
warned they would be monitoring everything we did very closely. The dress code
was rather draconian but not anything I couldn't live with although it required
a pretty drastic overhaul of my wardrobe from high school where pretty much
anything went. Although not spelled out in any exact words, it was strongly
implied that even masturbation was viewed as a sin as it involved lust and self-
gratification and would not be tolerated. After our orientation, Brenda and I
talked about these guidelines and for a while we both sort of danced around the
subject. I had a feeling she wanted to say a few things but was worried that I
might be some sort of prude and frankly, I had some of the same concerns about
her. Finally, I decided to break the vicious circle of denial.
�OK Brenda, I�ll be the first to say it... I�m not a virgin.�
Brenda cracked up and for a minute I wondered what I�d said that was so funny.
�Sorry Kelly, I don�t mean to laugh,� she apologized, �It�s just that here we
are in college, and it�s like we�re back in middle school talking about the
first time we kissed a boy!�
I couldn't help but laugh a bit at that as well. She was right, it was pretty
silly but then after the dire warnings during orientation, what choice did we
have?
�And for your information, I�m not a virgin either,� she blurted out between
giggles.
It was the proverbial opening of the floodgates as once we got started, it was
like one-upmanship as we each confessed more and more about our sexual history.
Naturally, there were a few things I did NOT tell her such as my family
�relationships� nor did I tell her the truth as to how many guys I�d been with.
She told me that she had been with two guys so far and the way she made it
sound, THAT was a lot to her! Well, no way was I going to tell her how many
guys I�d fucked, not to mention the number of BJs I�d given. I told her I�d
been with a few guys � enough to impress her but not enough to make her think I
was some class slut or anything. Being the class slut was something I�d been
quite proud of back in high school but here at a Christian college, it�s not
exactly something you wear on your sleeve!
One thing we both agreed on � we both masturbated. Even so, this was another
area where I felt it was better to hold back a bit. Brenda actually blushed
when she told me she sometimes did it several times a WEEK, as if that was
something naughty. Imagine if she sometimes I did it that many times a DAY!
Thus I toned things down a bit and just agreed with her that we were about the
same. Brenda was obviously from a more conservative lifestyle than I was and
when I hinted about us maybe masturbating together sometime, the look on her
face was enough for me to back-track immediately. The one thing we agreed on
was not to make a big deal out it. Thus during the first couple of weeks we
both did it but made an effort not to be obvious about it when the other was
around. It was a bit of a pain not to be able to do myself whenever I wanted
like I was use to doing back home, but I was hopeful that the day would come
when we would be comfortable enough with each other to do that. Who knows,
maybe this weekend would provide the opportunity? It wasn't like we would be
having sex with any guys. Honestly, at that point the thought of me doing
anything with her beyond just watching her fingering her pussy never even
crossed my mind.
Chapter 3 � Morning at Brenda�s House
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Brenda�s parents picked us up promptly after classes were over on Friday and it
only took about fifteen or twenty minutes to get to their house. Her mom served
a great dinner and for the rest of the evening we watched TV in their family
room. Her parents were quite a bit older than mine and I learned that they were
alumni of our university. The two of them had met in school and married about a
year after graduation. I also learned that Brenda had a brother as well but he
was older than her and was already married with two small boys. They lived in
town and visited quite often but she didn�t expect him to be there this weekend.
There were some family pictures on the tables and Brenda showed me what he
looked like. Wow, he didn�t look too shabby! I didn't dare say anything as I
had no idea how Brenda would react if I told her what I was getting horny
thinking about her married brother!
Brenda�s parents said goodnight and went off to bed early after which Brenda and
I decided to go to her bedroom and we got changed for bed.
That brings up another issue we had to work out early in our dorm room
experience � what to wear around the room and to bed. For all the preparations
I�d made, this was something I never even thought about once. Ever since I was
twelve, I�ve slept nude and so for me it�s not even something I think about
unless I�m at someone else�s house. I suppose I should�ve expected it to be
like a sleepover at one of my friend�s and put on a nightie or even pajamas the
first night, but when it came time for bed I instinctively started to get in
naked bed after removing my clothes. Looking over at Brenda, I saw she was
putting on a long t-shirt style shirt over a pair of gym shorts. She have me an
odd look and suddenly I realized what she was wondering about � what in the
world was her new roomie doing going to bed in the nude? I grabbed a t-shirt
and put it on so we could discuss the situation. I explained to her that
sleeping nude for me had nothing to do with anything sexual, it was simply the
most comfortable way for me to sleep. I originally started sleeping nude
because I wanted to mimic my parents, but over time I found it simply felt
better than having to deal with unnecessary clothes.
Much to my surprise � and delight, Brenda just shrugged her shoulders and told
me to do whatever I felt most comfortable with. Well, since she was OK with it
I dropped the T-shirt and slipped between the covers. Once Brenda realized I
wasn't a nudist or something kinky or perverted, she more or less ignored me
after that. It wasn't like I ran around the dorm room all day and night nude.
Even at home I didn't do THAT. Really, the only time I like being nude (besides
personal care and well, the obvious) is in bed or in our hot tub.
About the third or fourth night, I noticed Brenda quickly dropping her nightie
and slipping between the covers nude. I didn't say anything and waited until
morning when she got out of bed after me and thus I was able to see her nude
again. She blushed a little and then explained she thought she might try it for
herself. I asked her how she liked it and she giggled, saying it wasn't all
that bad. From that night on we both slept nude without discussing it further.
Tonight, though, we were at her house and she was being a little more
conservative.
�Ummm, Kelly... � she started off as I started to get in her bed naked, �I think
here at home we should wear something to bed. If my mom were to come in here
and find the two of us in my bed nude... well I can�t even begin to imagine what
she would say!�
It was tempting to debate it but instead I just rolled my eyes and shrugged. It
actually made sense the more I thought about it. Her parents seemed really nice
but I could tell from the moment I first met them that they were extremely
conservative and the last thing I wanted to do was cause my new roomie any
problems with them over something silly like sleeping in the nude. Reluctantly
I pulled the nightshirt I�d been wearing back over my head and the two of us
slipped in bed next to each other. She only had a double-size bed so we had to
be pretty close to one another and I couldn�t help but be conscious that she was
up against me with nothing but a couple layers of thin cotton separating us.
This was the first time I�d laid close to her like this and it felt a little
different in a way I wasn't sure how to describe.
We started chatting about school and boyfriends and any strange thoughts quickly
left my head. It wasn�t like I�d never slept together with a friend before and
no doubt she had done the same herself with her friends so there was no reason
this should be any different. Beside, in our discussions about sex she hadn�t
mentioned anything about girls.
As you might imagine, it was pretty late by then time we finally drifted off to
sleep and as a result we woke up late as well the next morning. Getting out of
bed, the first thing that hit me up was how quiet the house was, especially
compared to the typical noise of the dorm. Actually, it was TOO quiet and so
Brenda went out to investigate. She quickly returned with the news that her
parents had left us on our own and handed me the note which explained that
they�d left early to go to a farm auction a couple of hours away. The part that
caught my eye was the ending where her mom said that they wouldn't be back until
after supper time. After I read it I looked back up at Brenda who had the
beginnings of a sly grin on her face.
�Well, that�s really cool,� she said, �We have the house all to ourselves for
the entire day!�
Now I had no idea what she had in mind for the day that would be any different
with her parents gone. I was still trying to rub the sleep from my eyes and
wake up without fretting over it. We both headed off to the bathroom to brush
our teeth and get ourselves ready. Since we weren�t planning to go anywhere I
didn�t worry much about my makeup and just let my hair go for the day. From the
looks of things, it was going to be a hotter than average September day so we
both decided on shorts and tank tops. Brenda wore panties and a bra and when
she saw I didn�t, she could help but comment.
�No underwear?� she teased.
�Hey, we�re not at school so why bother?� I replied.
�Well, I guess with your boobs you can get away with it,� she said with a wry
grin. She lifted her boobs with her hands and juggled them a little and
continued, �These girls can be a pain sometimes.�
Well, I GUESS that was a compliment. Growing up my boobs had always seemed to
be the smallest among my friends and so I was perhaps a little overly sensitive
about any remarks made about them but I knew Brenda wasn't trying to say
anything about mine. Hers WERE much larger than mine and I guess I could see
where a little support might help during the day.
�Still, my mom would die if I went without panties,� Brenda continued.
I laughed and said, �Well, my mom would probably die of surprise if I did!
Besides, who�s gonna see us anyway?�
That ended that line of questions. Once we�d dressed and each wolfed down a
bowl of cereal for breakfast, Brenda asked me if I wanted to take a little hike
so that she could show me the lake. She said it was only about a quarter mile
or so walk to get to the parking area and boat launch which was fine with me.
We both put on our sneakers and headed out. Being accustomed to the never-
ending crowds back in Pittsburgh, it surprised me how isolated her house was and
how little traffic there was on the road. I mean, back in the �burgh if there
was a lake this close the roads would have been filled with cars and trucks
towing boats by now. We didn't see a single car or another person during our
hike and even the couple of houses we passed didn't show any signs of life.
It didn't take long for us to turn the corner and suddenly there in front of us
was the parking lot and beyond that was a small lake. Brenda led me over to
where a row of pontoon boats were tied up and then she shocked me by jumping on
board one of the smaller ones. There wasn't anyone around so it wasn't like
anything we would get in trouble, but it still seemed odd as back home I never
would�ve dreamed to even touch someone else�s boat at our marina! Brenda stood
there looking back at me with her arms outstretched toward me.
�Well, what do you think of the family yacht?� she asked.
The light bulb over my head finally lit and I understood what she was doing.
Our family had always owned boats designed for water skiing and in fact, I�d
never even set foot on a pontoon boot in my entire life so it never occurred to
me that one of them might belong to Brenda, or at last her parents. Brenda
motioned for me to get on board with her and she showed me around. It didn't
more than a few seconds as it wasn't very big, but then neither was the lake.
She explained that boats were limited to small engines so there was no point in
having a fancy boat or anything. Her family enjoyed just going out on the lake
to party and fish and this little boat was well suited to the task.
Leaving the boat, we walked around the park, avoiding the crap left by the
flocks of geese that seemed to be everywhere (God I hate them!). Eventually I
was surprised when we were back at her house. My bearings were totally screwed
up and I couldn't have told you how we got back there through the woods but
somehow we made it. The sun was starting to get hot by then and we were both
getting a bit warm. As we walked through her back yard towards her house,
Brenda turned to me with a mischievous smile.
�I know JUST what to do next,� she announced, �I�m going to help you out with
that problem of yours.�
I guess I must have looked more than a bit puzzled at her excitement because she
laughed and explained, �Oh Kelly, don�t tell me you�ve forgotten about ol�
Chucky boy? You know, the hunk you just spent half of last night crying on my
shoulder about! Well... I�ve been thinking about your little dilemma and I know
exactly what you need to do!�
It was true, I HAD sort of gone on a bit last night about how much I missed
Chuck. To the best of my recollection, I never told her the total reason but
she probably worked out the details for herself. Brenda had known early on that
I was doing it with Chuck and we actually had some discussions about how to deal
with our �past lives� � as in before we came to school, and our current
situation. If Chuck were to appear in the door right now, I would probably have
his pants down and his cock in my mouth before he got finished saying hello
(well, maybe not THAT fast but you get the idea.)
One thing I hadn�t mentioned and that was in order to attend this school we all
had to sign a pledge stating that we would abstain from sex and promiscuous
behavior. Frankly, I never had any intention of complying with it but still,
it was in the back of my mind. Although Brenda wasn�t a virgin, she didn't have
a boyfriend at the time and she said she hadn�t had sex in over a year so going
without it wasn't such a big deal for her. As for ME, I was use to it most
every day and sometimes more, depending on who was available, so it WAS a big
deal for me. Of course I didn't tell Brenda that I was doing it that often but
she must have gotten the general idea that I DID do it a lot more than she did.
So now I had to wonder what she was up to. Odds were she wasn�t hiding Chuck in
the closet so what could she possibly be plotting to address my �problem�
regarding him?
Chapter 4 � Brenda�s Back Yard
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By this time we�d made it to the house and once inside, Brenda made a beeline
straight to a kitchen drawer where she triumphantly pulled out a small digital
camera. Ok, sometimes, I may not be the sharpest knife in the drawer but in
this case it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what she had in mind!
She must have seen that light bulb over my head flash go off again as she put
her hand to her mouth and giggled like a little girl. Before I knew what was
happening, Brenda snapped a couple of pics of me and when I started to protest,
she simply ignored me and took some more. After she had her shots, Brenda
grabbed me by the hand and started pulling me along, presumably to her bedroom
if I was reading her intentions correctly. As it turned out, I had the
destination correct but not her intentions!
�Come on Kelly,� she encouraged me as she literally dragged me down the hall. I
didn't really mind, it was just sort of fun to pretend to protest. When we got
to her room, instead of taking more pics of me as I expected, she surprised me
by saying, �C�mon, let�s go out to the pool! I bet your boyfriend would love to
see some pics of that hot body in a bikini!�
Everything was happening so fast that I wasn�t sure how to react. On the one
hand I felt a twinge of excitement at the thought of sending Chuck some cute
pics of me but then there was her comment about my �hot body�. Oh well, I
decided just to take it as a compliment and got undressed. I knew Brenda had a
pool so I�d brought a bikini along with me. It was strapless but not by any
stretch of the imagination one of my more revealing ones. The main reason I�d
chosen it was that I had been out in the sun with it quite a bit and my tan
lines matched up. Not exactly the most thought-out selection but it worked for
me. As I slipped off my shorts, my eyes wandered over to Brenda who was pulling
her t-shirt up and over her head. As she removed her bra, freeing her
incredible boobs, I couldn't help but admire them. God she had great boobs! As
I stripped off my T-shirt I felt a bit like I did sometimes in high school gym
class when I wanted to hide my boobs because they didn't look near as nice as
many of the other girls� boobs did. It wasn't like I was flat or anything and
what I did have was pretty firm and perky � no sagging here I can tell you. It
was just another cup size would have helped the ol� Kelly self-esteem!
Another thing I was reminded of seeing Brenda nude was her cute pussy. She
didn�t shave very much nor did she trim it a lot so her pubic hair was a bit
thick compared to most girls these days. The thing that grabbed my attention
wasn't the thickness of her pubic hair but rather the color. Brenda was a
�true� redhead and if anything, her pubic hair was even brighter red than her
hair on her head. The reason it caught my attention so was I knew my dad was a
sucker for redheads. Both his wife and daughter were brunettes as well as my
Aunt. The exception was my cousin Kristi who was a blonde but even so, her
pussy (when she wasn't shaving) was much darker. I hadn�t realized how much my
dad was fascinated by redheads until one day I was studying on the couch in our
family room and my dad turned on a porn movie. I don�t know what her name was,
but on the porn-star whores was a �true� redhead and when I looked up, my dad
was jerking his cock like crazy as he watched! Just then my mom passed though
on the way to do some laundry and she saw me gawking at my father. She patted
me on the head lightly and then pointed at my dad.
�Ahhhhhh, I guess you never knew about your father�s fetish over redheads!� she
said, slowly shaking her head with that �what can you do?� look on her face.
�John, couldn't you have waited until later?�
My dad just grinned and used his free hand to wave her off. His other hand
never left his cock and his eyes never left the screen. I went back to my
studying. The things you didn�t know about your parents!
So anyway, that�s why I was so interested in Brenda�s pussy. I�d told my dad
one night on the phone (needless to say, Brenda wasn't around) about my roomie�s
red pussy and he begged me to take a picture of her but I didn't dare. How
would I explain it � tell her my dad wants to see her pussy? Yeah right!
In the meantime, we both had changed into our bikinis and were now headed for
the back yard once again. Following Brenda�s lead, on the way to the back yard
I couldn�t help but take a long look at the cute little ass that was bouncing
suggestively in front of me. While I was wearing a rather conservative suit,
Brenda had picked out a very suggestive string bikini that didn�t leave much to
the imagination to say the least. There WAS one thing that made me curious
though; her tan lines extended well beyond the thong so it was obvious she
usually wore a much more conservative bikini. Not only that, but from the brief
time that I�d known her mother, I couldn�t possibly imagining her mom
sanctioning anything even half as suggestive as what Brenda was wearing. So if
it wasn�t her normal suit, and if her parents didn't even know about it, why was
she wearing it now? I figured she was just trying to show off a bit, maybe
trying to impress me with how much she could rebel against her parents or
something. Whatever the reason, I didn't mind and if anything, it made me wish
I�d brought along one of my more naughty bikinis.
When we finally reached the pool, my attention was drawn away from her bikini
and ass by the sight of the inviting clear water. It was late in the summer so
odds were it was pretty warm. I didn�t hesitate and just jumped right in. Sure
enough, the water was practically at bath temperature but it still felt cool in
comparison to the air temperature that seemed to be rising faster by the minute!
I climbed up on one of the plastic floats and laid on my stomach, stretching out
and relaxing as the waves created by my entrance bounced me gently up and down.
As I relaxed in the middle of the pool I heard a clicking sound from behind me.
Looking over my shoulder I saw Brenda standing at the edge of the pool holding
her camera once again, taking more pics of me.
�Mmmm, now THAT was a GREAT picture of your ass!� she said as she took a few
more pics of me. For some odd reason I felt a little embarrassed at first. I
wasn't sure why as it wasn't the first time by any means that I�d been
photographed in a bikini or less. It was just that the photographer was usually
one of my parents or a friend, not someone who was still a stranger to me in
many ways. I knew sometimes guys took pictures of me when I was waterskiing or
even at the public pool. Usually the lifeguards would shoo them away but I
didn't mind. If anything, I wondered what they did with them when they got
home. Hopefully, they masturbated thinking about me and it turned me on laying
out in the open as I thought about the possibilities. This was different
though. Brenda wasn't some perv at the public pool � she was my roomie!
�Oh c�mon Kelly, relax! Chucky boy is going to love these!� she teased me.
Frankly, I was starting to get annoyed at this stupid nickname she apparently
was intent on using for my boyfriend. She must have misinterpreted my annoyance
as being associated with the pictures she was taking.
�Ahhhhhh, don�t pretend you don�t know what a cute ass you�ve got. I bet you
love showing it off for him when you�re home � and every other guy as well,� she
said grinning the whole time.
Well, I had to admit that she had me pegged when it came to showing off my ass!
When you don�t have the greatest chest in the world, you have to take advantage
of what you�ve got and for me, that was my butt. I loved to wear a short skirt
or tight jeans, anything to tease Chuck as much as possible. Fortunately, he
loved it too and it made me feel hot when we would walk through the mall and I
would feel his hand clenching my ass right in front of everyone!
Brenda took a few more of me before finally putting the camera down. I watched
as she took a deep breath and jumped in to join me in the pool. Naturally the
first thing she did was tip me off the raft and the water fight was on! We
played around, splashing each other and chasing one another, just goofing around
like two little girls. Later, as we sunned on a beach towel in her back yard,
Brenda got up and took a few more shots of me. The she gave me a more
thoughtful look after which a playful grin broke out on her face.
�Ya know Kelly, you�ve got a great tan and much as I love the strapless thing
you have going there, that bikini have just doesn�t cut it.. She stood up and
wagged her finger at me saying, �Now you just hang on for a minute, I have the
perfect thing for you!�
Before I could get a word in edgewise, Brenda had turned and was running back to
the house. It seemed like less than a minute had gone by when she emerged with
something in her hand. A couple of steps from me she tossed the pieces of cloth
to me and I held them up to find a sexy bikini. The top was lime green and
bottom was cream with orange stripes. The material was practically fluorescent
and seemed to magically to glow as I held it next to my tanned legs. Brenda
smiled, obviously satisfied with herself for her selection.
�Yep, now THAT�S the bikini for you. Your tan looks so much better next to it,�
she said approvingly, �Ok girl, switch.�
I figured there was nothing to lose in trying it on so I got up and started
walking back to the house to change in the privacy of her room. I hadn�t taken
two steps before Brenda huffed and shrugged her shoulders at me.
�Hey!... Where do you think you�re going?� she called out after me, �Just change
out here. Don�t worry, nobody can see anything.�
I didn�t want to appear prudish or anything bit then changing bikinis in the
backyard of her house WAS a little pushing the envelope so I hesitated for a
second. Brenda�s face had such a look of exasperation I caved in and started to
take off my bikini. After dropping the bottoms I pulled the top over my head.
I reached down for the new bikini and couldn�t help but feel a bit weird
standing there nude right out in the middle of her back yard where anybody going
by could see me. I wasn�t like I was ashamed of my body and I loved to show it
off, but I didn�t make a practice of being nude in public either. I spent a lot
of time nude on our deck, especially when I was using the hot tub but it wasn�t
like the whole neighborhood could see. Here, anyone driving by would get
themselves a free show but then I remembered how few cars ever came down the
roads and it didn't seem so bad. The thing that concerned me most wasn't
someone seeing me nude, it was that the word might get back to Brenda�s parents!
Brenda started to reach for something and when I saw what it was I had to
protest.
�Hey! Don�t you DARE snap any pictures of me like this!� I said with a laugh,
trying to take the edge off of the sharp tone I had used. It was then that I
realized that Brenda hadn�t taken her eyes off of me the entire time that I was
undressing. Normally that would have made me uncomfortable but in this case,
for whatever reason, it felt more erotic than anything else. I quickly slipped
on the new bikini and from what I could tell, she was right � it looked great
except my tan lines on my boobs from my own bikini showed. The top was a little
big on me as Brenda was a full C-cup, maybe even a D compared to me who was
barely able to fill a B-cup. Brenda caught me fussing with the top as I tried to
arrange my boobs in it better.
�Ahhhhhh, don�t worry Kelly � those tans lines just make it look even sexier on
you. Mmmm, that loose top makes for a great tease!�
This time I didn�t protest as she grabbed the camera and began to shoot more
pics of me.. After taking a few more shots of me out in the yard she got that
thoughtful look again. I was quickly learning that when Brenda got that look, it
meant I had better watch out!
Chapter 5 � Sexy Photoshoot With Brenda
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�Hey, this is cool but do you want to go in the house to take a few more photos�
she asked. I figured what the heck, after all, what could possibly happen?
Well, I was about to find out!. This time she led me to a spare bedroom where I
posed on the bed for a few more shots. As the time went by, I noticed that
Brenda seemed to be looking at me more and more with a gaze seemed to be more
focused on my boobs than anything else. Before I could think any more about it
she grabbed a floppy hat from one of the chairs and planted it on my head.
�Mmmmmm,� she purred, �That hat really makes you look sexy - in a little girl
sort of way.� She backed away and gave me another once-over. She had one
finger against her lips and her eyebrows lowered as she appeared deep in
thought.
�I got it - get on your knees and bend over for me � c�mon, show me some
cleavage girl!�
I just giggled and did what she told me to do. Like most girls, I had long ago
learned to make my boobs look as good as possible by holding my arms in tight to
squeeze my boobs. Today this had the effect of filling the bikini top just a
little it better.
�Damn Kelly, now THAT is really hot!� Brenda gushed.
Rather than be embarrassed, if anything her compliments encouraged me to started
goofing around, trying to look sexy while I thought about my boyfriend and what
Chuck�s reaction was going to be when he saw these photos. It wasn't like he
didn�t know what I was hiding but I thought the bikini pictures were very erotic
and hopefully they were going to make him all the more willing to wait for me.
After a few more I figured we must have been about done but I was quickly
learning that Brenda was always full of surprises and this was no exception.
�Well girl,� Brenda finally said, �this has been fun and all�.. so what do you
say? Time for some pictures to really grab Chuck�s attention?�
I wasn't exactly sure what she meant so I didn�t know how to respond. While I
hesitated Brenda dug through a dresser drawer and brought out a basic white bra
and shirt.
�OK, this should look sexy enough,� she said almost more to herself than to me.
She tossed them to me and said, �Here, change into these.�
By now I was getting use to following her directions so I stripped off the
bikini and once again was nude in front of her. This was starting to become a
habit except now I didn�t feel so weird being nude in front of Brenda. Of course
she saw me nude at night and in the room, but this was different, more personal
somehow. I quickly wrapped the bra around me, snapped the hooks, twisted it
around and put my arms through the straps. Then I put on the shirt and started
to fasten the buttons.
�No, no, no, no...� Brenda cried out, pulling my hands down and away from the
shirt, �Leave it unbuttoned!�
It sounded like a good idea so I did as she said after which she snapped a few
more pics of me. �OK then, now undo the rest of them,� she instructed me. I let
the shirt hang open for the next few photos. Looking at Brenda, I noticed that
she was looking a bit flushed.
�You OK Brenda?� I asked, concerned a bit about how red her face was becoming.
�Oh I�m fine,� she said, sounding a bit flustered, �it�s just that you really
look sexy in that outfit! I mean REALLY sexy.�
Now it was my turn to blush! Brenda looked at me and I noticed that she licked
her lips just a little bit when she looked at my boobs. It seemed like she
wanted to say something but couldn�t get it to come out. I waited patiently
until finally she took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
�Well, are you ready yet for a few that are a little hotter?� she said softly.
I gave her a quizzical look and she just giggled at me. �Well��I just figured
you might want to send him a few naughtier ones for him to jerk off to,� she
said to me with a sly look on her face.
Suddenly the thought of sending Chuck some nude pics of me WAS pretty hot,
though. He had tried to take some of me that way numerous times in the past but
I had never allowed him to. I loved him but he was still a guy and guys like to
share their �conquests�.
�What do you mean by hotter?� I asked her slyly. Granted, I had a pretty darn
good idea just what she meant but I wanted to hear it from her own mouth.
�Hmmmm,� Brenda purred, �I guess that depends on how hot you can make yourself,
dear.�
I smiled at her with one corner of my mouth raised in what I hoped was a
suggestive fashion. �Oh?��Do you REALLY want me to show you?�
Brenda licked her lips again and I was getting a feeling that she was more
interested in me stripping for her than taking pics for my boyfriend.
�Well, are you going to show me something or are you just a teasing bitch?� she
asked, a little more strongly this time.
Wow! Now that comment was certainly raising the bar! I had a feeling she knew
exactly what she had said and that it was not an accidental choice of words. My
perception of my roomie was undergoing a rather radical change at this moment!
Sure, I knew she wasn�t exactly an angel, but until now, I figured it was pretty
much mostly bluster and teasing without a lot of real substance behind it. Be
real! How could she go a year without getting laid if she was really into sex
anyway? Now I was starting to wonder if maybe she had another outlet for her
sexual needs � one that didn't involve a penis!
At this point I still wasn't sure where I really wanted this to go. So far
everything had been fairly innocent but the fact was I had only known Brenda now
for a couple of weeks and even now, I didn�t know her all THAT well. We had not
seriously discussed girl-girl sex so far, and other than a little masturbation
in bed after we turned out the lights, had not done anything sexual with regards
to one another. Was this Brenda�s way of breaking the ice or was she just
teasing me to see how far I would go? Yeah, Brenda was really cute and the
thought of playing around with her wasn't exactly objectionable, but then I had
those thoughts about a lot of my friends before - but never acted on them. Of
course, now that I was officially a college girl, maybe it was time to start
acting like one!
�Well�..you asked for it,� I warned her. She just grinned maliciously at me, as
if daring me to do whatever it was she wanted me to do.
I stood up on the bed and slowly undressed. To make it easier for me, I
imagined that I was doing a strip tease for Chuck. After all, I had plenty of
practice doing that! Brenda sat on the edge of the bed and watched me intently,
one hand balancing herself on the bed while the other was resting on her bare
leg. I couldn�t help but look at her as well since her bikini left her
practically nude as it was. God she looked hot! Soon I was naked, standing not
two feet away from her, slowly gyrating my hips and playing gently with my
boobs. Brenda�s eyes stayed fixed on me while her free hand slipped between her
legs and I could see her fingers start to gently work on her pussy as she
watched me.
The erotic sight of my new roomie playing with herself as she watched me made
something click in my head and I instantly felt myself becoming wet and warm
between my legs. Although I had started out thinking about Chuck and his
wonderful cock, at this moment it wasn�t Chuck�s cock that I desired anymore.
Instead, I found myself engrossed by the way Brenda was looking at me, the way
her eyes roamed over my naked body the way horny guys do when they pass me by in
the mall. Deep down I felt this intense desire to show off for Brenda, to tease
her and turn her on even more. She was back to snapping photos of me again
although the hornier she got the more reluctant she appeared to be willing to
let go of her pussy to hold the camera. It was at that moment that I seriously
began to realize that we both were feeling something � something that would
cause us to become involved beyond your typical roomie friendships.
As odd as it may seem, I was starting to get into more and after a while I
kneeled down on the bed and then laid back on the pillow. As I held my legs
tightly together, Brenda moved over closer to me and put her hands on my knees.
I felt her gently pushing my legs apart which encouraged me to spread my legs
apart just enough to allow her to get a few close-up shots of my pussy.
�Oh God, that is soooo hot��mmmmmm, spread your pretty pussy open for me,� she
whispered in a husky voice, �I want some good shots of that tight pussy.�
Any sense of modesty or decency on my part was now officially gone as I reached
down and with both hands, pulled my pussy lips apart and spread my cunt open for
her to see my wet hole. She moved in closer with her camera lens and for a
moment there I thought she was getting to get her lens all wet from the way she
was advancing on me!
�Turn over now, I want to get some of that incredible little ass,� she
instructed me suddenly. As I did I looked back at her and saw Brenda's eyes
widen as I raised my ass up in the air, wiggling it suggestively for her.
�Oh my god,� she said softly, �you�ve got such a beautiful butt!�
I was feeling even more hot and horny as she kept taking more photos of my
backside. For just a moment my thoughts turned to how Chuck was going to be
jerking off to these pics later but just as quickly they changed to the image of
Brenda staring at me, getting turned on by my ass which now was right in front
of her pretty freckled face. Even so, I couldn�t help but think again of Chuck
and how I missed his cock so damn much! My mind starting drifting off and all I
could think of was how good it would feel to have him pushing his hard dick up
inside of me right then and there. The more I thought about him fucking me the
hornier I got. I imagined him moving in behind me, spreading my ass apart and
entering my pussy from behind, pushing himself slowly and steadily into me. I
could almost feel his cock as it filled my starving pussy, feeling him swelling
in me and then stroking himself in and out of me.
Damn! I was getting so hot and bothered that I had completely forgot about
Brenda and without even thinking about it I started to play with my pussy,
imagining it was his fingers that were touching me instead of mine. As I
massaged my clit, surges of pleasure coursed though me like a flow of molten
lava. I slid a couple of fingers inside my pussy, dreaming that it was his fat
hard cock that was fucking me instead. I started to stroke my fingers in and
out of me, imagining Chuck fucking me the way he knew I loved to be fucked at
the start � slowly and deliberately.
Suddenly my mind snapped out of its dream state when I felt a real hand planted
firmly on my ass. Of course I knew it was Brenda�s so I didn�t say a word but
instead kept playing with myself as if nothing else was going on. I was afraid
that if I did anything at this moment that she might be intimidated or otherwise
change her mind. Her hands began to wander all over me and she reached under me
to start playing with my clit. I looked back over my shoulder and saw that she
had stripped off what few clothes she had been wearing and was playing with
herself at the same time she was fiddling my pussy. The suddenly, something hit
me and at that moment I felt incredible self-conscious as the reality of what we
were doing began to sink in.
�Oh Brenda... I�ve never been with another girl like this,� I whispered to her.
Technically, I was telling the truth. I had only been with a �woman� in the
past and besides, having sex with your mom and aunt doesn�t really count as a
lesbian thing, does it?
Now that I thought of it, there was this thing about being a �lesbian� as well.
It wasn't that I was homophobic or anything, certainly not. Being called a
lesbian was nothing compared to what other things people had called me � slut,
whore, bitch, cock-tease, and such. All those had male-female connotations
though, whereas �lesbian� was distinctly in a class by itself. In any case, I
could never be a �true� lesbian anyway � by that I mean a woman who only does
other women. I LOVE cocks way too much to ever cut myself off from the male
population! Oh well, it was something I would just have to deal with some other
time as Brenda was getting more and more brazen with me.
�Don�t worry Kelly... just lay back and relax... let make you feel sooooo
wonderful,� she cooed to me, �Oh Kelly! You are so beautiful... I want so bad
to be with you... Oh god I want you!�
I flipped over on my back and Brenda moved up along side of me. She laid half
on me and half on the bed with her upper leg draped over my waist. I felt her
breath against my neck and then her tongue as it gently flicked along my neck
and then up to my ear. Her hands ran through my hair and I shivered as her
fingers stroked through the length of it.
�Mmmmmm, you like your hair to be played with, don�t you babe,� she whispered
huskily in my ear. My low moans were answer enough for her and she continue to
pull gently on my hair, running from my scalp to the very ends of each handful
of my hair. I closed my eyes and just let the sensuous feeling cascade down my
body until even my pussy was tingling. I felt her lips meet against mine and I
kept my eyes shut as we shared our first kiss. I could tell right from the
start which of us was going to be the dominant one in our �relationship�.
Brenda clearly liked to call the shots and dictate the flow. Anyone who knows
me and how I feel about being in control with a man might be surprised to know
that this wasn't bothering me at all. In fact, I like it when men (and now
women) take control of me when we fuck. With men though, except for my dad,
deep inside I don�t like to feel out of control since I know I am the one who is
ALLOWING him to do the things he did. Looking back I wonder why I was so quick
to relinquish myself to a girl in a way I never did with a man. I guess it
really doesn�t matter why, for whatever reason I surrendered myself to Brenda at
that moment. From that moment, and even to this day, Brenda determines our
sexual agenda but I can�t complain based on the results!
From that point on, we behaved like two teenagers on our first date in the back
seat of our parents� car, gingerly exploring each other, going a little bit
further all the time but not too much at any one moment. Unlike my experience
with younger boys, I didn't feel as though I was being groped, but more like I
was being tenderly touched. Our hands wandered all over each other and I was
getting incredibly turned-on by the firmness of her lithe body and the
smoothness of her pale skin. It was different in many ways from touching my
mother or Aunt Linda. Both of them are in pretty good shape but face it, forty
years takes its toll. No matter how much lotion and massage therapy they used,
they could never compete with the natural smoothness and softness of an eighteen
year-old college girl. It�s not that Brenda needed to �compete� with anyone,
least of all my mom. I was just trying to explain why it was such a thrill to
feel Brenda�s for the first time.
Eventually Brenda�s touched my breasts and she gently cupped each in turn with
her hand and then gently massaged them. Her thumb and forefinger grabbed my
hardened nipples and tenderly pulled on them, letting them snap back into place
when she released them. Then she put her finger in my mouth to wet it, after
which she ran it around in circles around my nipple and then down and around
into the fullness of my breast. I couldn�t believe how sexy her gentle touch
was! She wasn't rough and strong like Chuck yet I felt better when she did it
than I ever had with Chuck � or any man for that matter.
Slowly Brenda's hand worked it was down my tight stomach until she reached my
pussy. She didn�t stop until her hand had traced itself all the way down and to
my asshole. Much to my relief she didn�t stop there but instead changed course
180 degrees and worked its way back to my cunt. On the way up her finger
pressed in more firmly and worked its way between my wet pussy lips. My pussy
hole was so wet she dipped her finger in it and used it to lubricate my clit
even more than it already was. When my roomie touched my clit I thought I was
going to bolt straight up and out of bed. She played with it in much the same
manner she had with my nipples � pulling it gently with my fingers and then
tracing little circles around it. She pressed herself up tighter against me and
our nude bodies felt so warm and smooth against each other. Brenda pushed her
hips up further and I felt her crotch against my leg. Her crotch was shaved
smooth so I didn't feel the tickle of bushy pubic hair like I did when my mom�s
thick bush pressed against me, but I could feel the wetness of her pussy against
me. Instinctively I began to move my hips under her hand and I could feel her
humping my leg in rhythm with me.
Just when I thought it couldn�t get better, Brenda thrust two fingers into my
pussy and started fucking me with them. That was all it took � I was going to
cum and nothing was going to stop me now! Brenda felt my pussy clamping down on
her hand and the gush of cum told her instantly what was happening to me.
�Oh yea, cum for me Kelly!� she cried out, fucking me even faster than I thought
possible with her hand and fingers.
�Oh my God!� I yelled out. Thankfully nobody was home and in this case, it was
also good she didn�t have any close neighbors because I must have sounded like I
was being killed � or fucked like I had never been � and by a girl a that!. My
mom knew better than anyone how to make me cum and cum hard but this was totally
different somehow. Brenda wasn't family so the entire relationship felt
different, more erotic in some ways I would say. Brenda was almost merciless as
she didn�t stop or even slow down after my first orgasm and it seemed like the
next one was there before I even realized the first was over. I bucked like a
bronco on her bed, begging her to fuck me more and more, not wanting her to ever
stop! The second orgasm was even stronger than the first since it started just
as the first was winding down. I literally couldn�t see as everything went out
of focus and the room was spinning around like it did when I was a little girl
and twirled around in the front yard before falling to the ground. My pussy was
sending what seemed to be an endless stream of pleasure throughout my entire
body, making goose bumps rise up everywhere on me. It just seemed to go on and
on as I lost all concept of time.. I don�t know at the time if it lasted ten
minutes to two hours, it really didn�t matter to me. All I knew was that it was
one of the most incredible ten minutes or two hours of my life. Eventually,
though, it had to end and so it did but it took almost as long to die down as it
had to build up. Even when it had subsided I was left lying there with this
incredible afterglow. It was like having a sunburn all over my entire body but
instead of pain accompanying the heat, it was pleasure that seemed to ooze from
every pore of my body.
Although Brenda allowed me to catch my breath and bring down my heart rate, she
never completely stopped moving her hand over me. I could feel her soft touch
constantly running up and down my legs, body and arms. It wasn't anything
forceful but rather a relaxing stroking of her fingertips all over me. Almost
TOO relaxing - I would probably have drifted off to sleep but the little minx
wasn't about to let me off that easily!
�My turn now,� she whispered in my ear, �Mmmm, did you know my pussy�s been
dying for your face since the first time I saw you.�
I was still halfway in a dream world so it was almost like I was hypnotized and
ready to do her bidding. I would have done anything she asked me to at that
point but she didn�t take advantage of me � something for which I will always
love her. She rolled over on her back as I got up and dropped to my knees
between her slender legs. Admittedly it felt a bit strange the first time I put
my head between her legs. There was something entirely different about eating
her pussy compared to licking my mom�s. Maybe the most striking distinction was
that Brenda shaved whereas my mom and aunt didn�t. The softness of her thighs
caressed my face as I gazed at her pretty pussy up close and personal. The
unique odor of her wet pussy was intoxicating as I drew in a deep breath.
Pussy�s ate like cocks in that regard. Although they all have the same general
characteristics, each is unique in it own way, a slightly different scent,
color, shape (well, for dicks anyway). Although this was only the third pussy I
had licked compared to dozens of cocks, I was confident I could identify the
owner blindfolded. My Aunt Linda had the strongest scent, almost musky, whereas
Brenda�s was much more delicate and refined. My mom was somewhere in the
middle, more towards my Aunt�s side though. I guess age must have something to
do with it as well as I remember when I was little that my pussy tasted totally
different than it does now.
It was time � time to lick her pussy for the first time. I gingerly reached out
with my tongue and barely touched her with it. She jumped a little as I flicked
my tongue lightly over her swollen clit. As I licked and sucked her sweet pussy
I realized that while I had always loved the taste of my own pussy, hers was
even better! Something was missing, though, and I realized I wasn't being
tickled by my mom�s thick patch of pubic hair. I didn't mind it as in some ways
it made me feel like I was licking a girl half her age! Now there was a weird
thought that came from nowhere. Eating out my roomie was one thing, tasting a
younger girl was quite another thing entirely and not something I was ready to
spend much time thinking about at the moment to be perfectly honest.
When she came, Brenda turned out to be a �gusher� - just like me. Come to think
of it. every girl I had ever seen masturbate had gushed when she came so it
makes me wonder where are all the so-called �squirters� that people love to
write about and post on porn sites. My personal opinion is that squirters are
like guys with 8� cocks � you hear a lot about them but in real life they are as
rare as flying saucers. Just as guys with big cocks are portrayed as the
�typical� male in porn movies, I think girls that squirt are represented at a
much higher percentage in porn movies than in real life.
While Brenda was enjoying her orgasm, I was lapping up her cum up like a kitten
wither first bowl of milk. As it turned out, Brenda only came once but boy did
she ever cum when she did! By the time she was finished she was so exhausted
that we both just turned to each other and held each other close. Although I
was totally exhausted myself, I couldn�t seem to fall asleep as I was so wound
up from what we had just done. It turned out to be a good thing because as soon
as Brenda returned to earth she was ready for more!
�Have you ever 69�d with a girl before� she asked me. I assured her that I
never had (well, as before not with a girl) and as it turned out that was just
the answer she was looking for! We traded off being on the top and bottom
although we ended up with both of us on our sides with our heads tucked between
the other�s thighs. I loved touching her and was almost overwhelmed by the feel
of her warm and soft naked body against me. It was easy to see why girls liked
to be together. Compared to the guys I had been with, Brenda was so much softer
and smoother! She smelled incredible and I wanted to just lick every inch of
her.
Looking back, I would say that what I loved the most about that afternoon was
Brenda�s patience. Boys are always in such a hurry, trying to get their cock in
me as fast as they can so they can fuck me, doing just enough foreplay to
satisfy their conscience. In contrast, Brenda and I spent almost the entire
afternoon in bed together just caressing each other and kissing. In fact, we
completely lost track of time and her parents were coming in the front door
before we even realized they were home! Fortunately there wasn't much to the
clothes we wore so we were able to get dressed and fairly presentable by the
time they found us.
Later that night Brenda confessed that she had been turned on by me from the
first time we met but had been afraid to say anything knowing how much I liked
guys, not to mention the prohibitions at school. She claimed that she was bi
but that she preferred girls and hoped that now that we had broken the ice we
could be much closer roomies! Well, we sure were. We decided to sleep together
even thought the beds were small because it meant we were always up tight
against each other. My school is very strict when it comes to these types of
relationships so we don�t do anything outside the dorm room unless we�re at her
house. It didn't really matter I guess so long as it was just the two of us in
the room. The best thing was I had a feeling college was gong to be even more
incredible than I had dared even dream that it would be!
Postscript
==========
Wouldn�t ya know it! The next week my wonderful boyfriend, the hunk who
supposedly loved me more than anything, sent me an e-mail telling me that he
wanted to be �free� to date other girls. This girl wasn't born yesterday, I knew
what he really meant - free to fuck other girls! Fortunately, I was just about
to e-mail him my photos that Brenda had taken of me and now I was glad that I
had waited. Needless to say the jerk never got them! I DID learn a lesson,
though, in that just because a guy says he loves me doesn�t mean he loves ME �
it probably means more like he loves to fuck me. It was a lesson I didn't want
to repeat and I made a vow not to have another long-distance relationship again.
THE END