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Lesbian Seduction Part 2 - the erotic odyssey continues

The erotic odyssy intensifies

For two days I had thought so constantly of her and our meeting ...the fantasy of her which now after our "date" seems so real, and the reality of just how badly I want to know her sexually give her pleasure and for how much pleasure that will give me. I have confidence that we have clicked enough to continue our "romance," but I have to remind myself not to get too high on all of this because she just might back away euphoria may be or may become one sided ....and it would not be the first time that my hopes had been dashed. But how I would be crushed strongly I long for her emphatically I want her to want me as badly as I want her. But ....she gave me no choice but to leave the course of this infatuation to her ....for now I was to wait and yearn and hope and fantasize. Sooooo hopeful for more of her company, more of her touch, and consumation of the uninterrupted craving.
And this goes on for two days. My "just letting you know what a wonderful time I had with you" email goes unanswered, and my considerations for stopping by the store where she works are tempered by my determination to let her decide our lesbian destiny. I keep wondering if I conveyed my feelings to her too strongly, or perhaps not even enough. I remember how subtle I was at our meeting for most of it, but by the time we kissed, I believe I had completely showed the flood of emotion I know I was feeling...but I had no idea how she was processing all of this ....for me a kiss was a beggining of all that was to come, but for her, was our shared moment of passion just that...just a moment. It was driving me crazy with anticipation and I was almost ready to give up atn about 11am at my desk when my cellphone beeped and she sent me a text. And her text said it all...all I wanted to hear and the simultaneous flood of relief and flood of warmth between my legs as well.
hey girl...just thinking about you and sayin hi. Sorry I acted so stuck up the other day .... I had a great time.'re a good kisser ... the best! Sooooo Lets do something. hang out, or whatever ..make out ? blush .... Call me ....can you get away today ?

I read it a thousand times in 60 seconds if that is possible. Had she ever answered the questions and had even deliberatly taken my mind to her body. Schoolgirl happy about a girl who wasn't much older than a schoolgirl. How those few words did so much for me in that moment.
I couldnt get away ...and while at work couldnt really call from work....not and have the intimate discussion I might want to I knew I had to text back. I realized I had never sent a text to a crush before...this was a first.
hey back...its great to hear from weren't stuck up....and YOU are the best kisser . I haven't quit thinking about that kiss for one moment. I don't think I can get free to see you today. hope its not my only chance.

I read my text before sending and knew it wasn't how I felt ...for she had purposefully given me the thought of holding, kissing, touching and exploring...MAKING OUT says alot. So...I thought about rewriting or not sending ...instead I thought about adding at the end :
...only chance to kiss more than just your soft sweet lips.
too much? I knew if I clicked send I wouldnt have to think about it. should I send should I going to send ...send...and it was done. And relieved, and still with the buzz of all this resisting the urge to burst forth, I could get back to work. ANd I did for a few minutes before BEEP. With nobody in my office, I checked the text I knew would be from her, but had no idea how spicy:
and which soft sweet lips do you want ME to kiss? :)
Quickly on the phone I tapped:
what are you trying to do to me ? LOL Any kiss with us will be passionate ...and maybe some will be wetter than others.

And I can't believe it but ..SEND. Again. And I wonder if she will continue this...I am thrilled and excited ...never having been one for computer cybersex despite spending a good deal of time in lesbian chatrooms, but erotic texting was something I never had given any thought to before. She was doing this to me, with me ...instigating it no less ...and while I didn't want to always consider our age differences, the words that surfaced in my mind related to her were "dirty girl," and "vixen," a word I remember Simon Cowell using on American Idol once, and probably hadn't heard since ..yet my mind was attributing it to her. She knew she was teasing me. BEEP
Don't you know how wet ? Ever seen Niagra Falls ? jk. LOL ...wish this was your finger (did i say that-FLIRT) are you sure you cant meet today.....I HAVE to see you...just 5 minutes..just one kiss.. are you getting what I am saying ?

Sounds like u r starting w/o me. ..I wish you knew how happy you are making me while I am WORKING !!!! torture! ...Gawd what you are doing to me. You know it. I can call later....hope we can talk.
She took that hint and didn't text me back but that didn't stop me from wanting another communicatioin from her every minute. What an intense lust and need she had brought to the surface. Not just a "yes I am interested," but with her salacious notes to me, I had the knowledge that her feelings for me were as carnal as mine for her. As I continued my at work tasks as best as I could considering my completely detached mindest, the clock ticked towards a time when I could call her. I sent a quick text and she answered immediately.
Will your hands be free to answer your phone in 5 mins? I flirted.
and make my phone sticky ??? oooooh!

I excused myself to my co-workers to take a break and said I was running out to my car for a few minutes. When I called my heart was about to bea out of my chest. I kinda didn't know what to say much having been implied in the text...would the audible conversation be that racy ? I intended not ..but my juices...clearly hers too..were flowing. I soooo hoped that she could go for what I had in mind ...a rendesvous the next day when I could get off work earlier and have a good deal of privacy.

WHen I called and we exchanged hellos, and I told her how good it was to hear her voice...and "so what are you reallllly doing today," was answered by a much more serious tone than her flirty texts of the previous couple of hours.
"Ive actually been writing you a looong email today," she said.
Fear of being rejected returned for a brief moment. "am I gonna like it when I read it ?"
"I think so ...its not bad ....I just need to tell you some things...need to let you know where my heads at....let you know that im ...(pause) well you will read it."
"you want to tell me you're not a lesbian?" I guessed.
"well yes ..but its more....but ..yeah thats part of it."
"please don't be afraid. Im ten years older than you and still don't know if Im ..whatever...but its ok...I told you already ,....I don't want anything you dont want....its .." I was about to remind her I wasn't pushing her when she began to pour quite a bit of her heart out to me ...letting off the steam of allll the emotions I had obviously stirred in her that had never been brought to the surface...
She raised her voice slightly and spoke swiftly..."You just made me feel like I never had a clue that I could be this way about a girl think this is all about the sex ya know...cause I'm sitting here thinking about all this and I'm liking you alot more than you probably get ...and your older and I'm younger and you're married and I got guys on my space throwin down and I'm not fucking denying that I wanted to kiss a gjirl for the longest time and see whatever happens no matter what but fuck, you like crossed my wires up my emotions are like...fucking anialhated and its like....its like two seperate thoughts...that I cant think s traight about what I want...and like I am totally completely clear what I want and fuck....I dont kniow what the hell we're gonna do or where we're gonna do it and whether or not my life is going to change or if it changed a long time ago or if it changed when you came into the store ...all I know is that I'm thinking about you always since Tuesday and I just totally gave up on guys the moment you came in and snapped your fingers. And I fucking KNOW it doesn't work like that ....I KNOW Im not gay ...fuck Im an adult I can do whatefer I fucking want but...but (instrospectively and slowing down) My whole sky color changed this week...I mean I'm on a different world girl... and I ....(her voice tails to softness and to catch her breath) ....I JUST need you to understand. Im sorry ..dont mean to shit on you"
wow...the breath knocked out of me as I realize ever moreso the gravity of this.
"you arent....please calm down....take a deep breath girl." I think I hear a sniffle from her tears on the other end. Im thinking simultaneously what I can say...and am I going back to work...."so ..did you save any for the email ?"
"oh thats just the first page.." she laughs through the relieved stress.
"well you can tell me anything...and you know...this is so cliche but you know I have been there and thought alot of exactly what you are thinking and I was exactly your age." "I was going to tell you in an email if you didnt call today...that if you think this is about its about coming and just about having orgasms and all that...its NOT about all that...its about ...I know we don't know each other that well but I know how much I like you and how you keep making me feel ....if we ...I don't know how to say this right..but...I mean sex...or making love or whatever ...making out right ? if we hook up its ...i mean at least for me...I dont know how you feel ...but just dont think I wanna get my lesbian jollies and then screw it."

"I know"
"...and you can tell me anything"
"and you can tell me anything too."

"right...and me that email and I'll read it and try to send you something back...and I just need this to be kind of a quick call...but I wanted to tell you I can get off work tomorrow at 1:00 and I'd have all afternoon if you want to meet....discreetly of course."
"oooooh" she whined ..." I need to see you today."
"i cant"
She whined again....begged please....I said I cant...again asked about tomorrow. "I'm usually off the earliest on Fridays...and no pressure...lets get together ..see what happens...tomorrow...ok ?"
And her answer dropped my ajw and brought us back to the tone of the text conversation...but it was the words this time combined with her voice that practically made me gush.
"ok...tomorrow ...but...only if its somewhere I can show you more the way I feel when we kiss then I did on you'd met me today for five minutes??? I was going to french you for like..four and a half of those minutes....I gotta show you how you make me feel...I failed to do that before...understand?"
"Oh gawd girl...I dont want to go....but I have to."
How painful it was to break the spend the next few hours in anticipation of getting home to read her email ...which confirmed to me something I was feeling so strongly, but was afraid to let myself thing about....that things between us were happening fast enough to presume that lust and consumation had now become the given. The new question to ask of our relationship ... before we had ever embraced in passionate anticipation of bliss and release...before I ever felt her nipple further stiffen between my lips ... even before we giggled as we shared with our fingers playfull under each others noses how completely drenched these kisses could inspire us to become...before these very erotic, and fullfulling sexual sensations would be known by both our bodies and our emotions and souls.... the new question to ask, because these carnal awakenings and realizations on that Thursday after our texts and after our phone call and her email....was indeed...a very weighty and emotionally serious question... how to handle, alongside the immenently enacted upon lust ....was the undenyable love that felt like it was blossoming."

A lost lesbian movie kiss

I wonder if this will make you as hot as it did me. I imagine for these two actresses, the kiss was a big ordeal in their lives...yet the movie is a long lost one. Gosh I have watched this over and over ..and wanted to share.

Somehow it felt like a lesbian seduction ...If the shoe fits

I guess it felt like a Lesbian Seduction . . .

Part I

She gave me a look I will never forget and I knew just what it meant, for it is the same look that I have given to the few women who flustered me so much I couldn't hide the blush and the rush of excitement they made me feel. However, not one of those women would come to know the passion I desired with them ... but as she gave me the look, as I observed her blush and transparent infatuation, it felt soooo good to be liked, wanted, desired, and I was determined from that moment on to give her the chance .... no ...give us the chance, to find passion together. How many times I wanted to just tell her, "you know I write this lesbian blog..." but ...I made up my mind about her that if anything happened...I kinda wanted to write about it ...and so I am.

There was so much about her that attracted me at first. She was one of the girls at the register in the discount store I'm in a few times every week. Her eyes more than any thing else got to me ...but also her shape. I don't know why it is that my longings trend towards women with beautiful eyes combined with breasts that are melon size are larger ...round ...and when the choice is made to wear something form fitting to, of course, most likely attract men, nto women, it is me whose knees get week and my heart goes aflutter. To say this more directly ...more crassly ...I am more than a little attracted fact , very strongly lured by women with expressive eyes that meet mine when we talk, combined with large,round, weighty breasts. Cleavage isn't a neccesity if something clingy emphasizes shape, but when a woman decides to raise her breasts for all to admire, admire I will to the point of being rather obvious about it I suppose, with my mouth watering and my tingles running the length of my body. Terry had all of these qualities and you could also tell how soft her skin was without touching ....a litttle moisturizing goes a long way and I notice. Throw in a taste for cool shoes and her butterfly hairband, dramatic makeup in the daytime, and mischieviously black painted nails. I liked her glasses too made her look like kind of a slightly pudgy and blonde Tina Fey type, like fun to be around and fun to look at too. She just had this LOOK that gave me that ..that feeling.

The spark that happened the first time I came through her line, when her smile and friendliness inspired my own, while I weighed how much from her was genuine and how much was because it is simply her job as customer service to be nice to me ...I determined the former to be the case....she was sweet ...and the next time I came through the store, noticed she was there, remembered the feelings she gave me and sought out her reaction. It was obvious to me that she got to me ....but she was younger ...I would later learn exactly 11 years younger than me ....and it turns out, a rather innocent country girl who had yet to live away from home ...and yet to experience as much LIFE as most 20 year olds have ...much less as much LIFE (sex life) as I had rolled over for and into by the time I was only 16. And then, when I considered this crush, there are the statistics ....just what are the odds this girl that I am now officially hot for is open to the idea of the female bond taken beyond conversation, or complimentation, or infatuation, and into the realm of an embrace, a kiss, a time of lovemaking and exploration. See, I can want that ...I have always wanted that ...I have let it be known with everything but a scream a few times in my life ...but I only once in my life "came out" to someone I cared for ...and the discouragement and frankly the pain of the rejection has scared me away from being the one who makes the move. Rather, I have spent a good deal of time and defacto rejection by using my eyes, my words and my way to encourage quite a few "Ms. Rights" to realize all I want to give. In the closet about my bisexuality, in a small community where everyone talks, where I have quite frankly alot to lose if I am branded a lesbian, and with the possibility of interenet rendesvous as a safer alternative, I have just never been the one to make a pass as they say. But it was Terry that opened the door and let me know it was ok. The second time I came through her line, she was flustered ...she stared at my cleavage long enough to burn a hole through my chest, and when we made eye contact when I complimented her nails and her shoes, I was a little too heavy on the flattery, and it was clear to me she liked it as much as I would have. With nobody in line behind me, our conversation lingered ....her smile was precious, her inability to meet my gaze for longer than a few seconds, combined with sure determination to attempt to look me in the eyes dreamily while nervously wringing her hands, or grasping and twirling her beautiful shoulder length blonde hair, lifted me towards the cloud nine experience as the voice in my head began to insinuate "she wants you...I really think she wants you to go further."

The third time I was ready to try something ...I had a plan ...and it was frankly do or die. If I felt the the way I said something or the way I came across would brand me a community sexual deviant, I would just not shop there anymore right ? I was thinknig that "today was the day" and I was building courage. But as it was, I didn't have quite the one on one chance, but I may has well have been a puppy wagging its tail, and I thought she felt the same way when we saw each other. More convinced than ever that our crush was mutual, and when I threw out the brazen compliment "I've just gone out of my way to shop here today for no other reason than to see your angel eyes smile," I searched for rejection in her embarrased blush. I didn't see it. I could have waited a few days til the next time I was naturally in the store to go forth...but I was egged on by my confidence and wanted to strike while it was still so strong. So, about thirty minutes later, I re-entered the store, lingered until she wasn't busy, and picked up nothing but tic-tacs, now making more obvious that I was on the prowl. This is nothing I have ever done and then adrennaline is overwhelming, yet would not be possible if I wasnt feeling it from her.

I have read a thousand times that you just have to not be afraid of rejection...I don't fully understand what it is about my personality that is so fearful ...but understand I am trying to convey to you the mixture of lust, desire, want, fear, and addrennaline to achieve at the very least escape from embarrasment, and in the pinnacle of success, the reward of the soft kiss from Terry that I was in such desire for. "Back again, " I stated the obvious and she smiled and said it back to me. "Will this be all?" ...."This is all...but...ummm ...I wanted to say something ...or ask you ... " while my heart beats a thousand beats a minute....."this is my cellphone number...I cant take calls at night if you would call me during the day from here...I'd like to have lunch with you or something like that treat...just to get to know you better...and tell you about a dream I had about you." She took the paper from my hand and stared at the number and stared then at me....tilted her head and smiled..."You want me to call you?" " we can meet away from here...just us....if you want." "I'd like that...." DEEEP BREATH EXHALE ..its done ...she didn't shout to the store "attention...lesbian on register one....lesbian pass occuring on register one." "just anytime in the daytime ok ...and ...just can we keep this our secret ?" "yeah sure...I'll call in the next day or two ok ?" Well....I think it was overly apparent what was on the table least potentially ...and I had survived this round of potential rejection...And I felt empowered to solidify my intentions ..."just please call me ...I can't begin to tell you how beautiful I think you are....I'm going to make you happy you said yes."

The next day I was wondering when or if she was going to call, and resisting the urge to go to the store and push the issue ...but I realized I was pretty far out on the town lesbian limb as it was if I wasn't I decided to wait ...but not for long when the phone rang.
"I just got in my car on the way to work....and...I just wanted to tell you Im available for a get together today when I get off about 1:30 if you want to ge together today ....tomorrow is...." I interupted .."today is want me to meet you or pick up up or what .." .....we agreed I would meet her and after back and forth between what do you like to eat and whatever you wants, I asked her if she would mind meeting me at a diner about 20 minutes out of town. "I think we'd have more privacy there if you don't mind the extra drive." She agreed to meet me there, and when she arrived, her beauty amazing, with her halter neck top with an encircling cleavage hole cut in the middle of her breasts, black short skirt and strap lo heels ....and to further entice my adoration, her exposed shoulders now revealed a 3d diamond tatoo that I hadnt seen before ...never saw her soft shoulders opened for admiration. I had also never seen her hair untied and brushed out...and I felt like a kid when I realized she had dressed for the date ..for ME.

And I too had dressed for her by wearing a red silk button up blouse that fit my boobs in such a way that never failed to drop mens eyes from my own eyes to my chest. I did my makeup more for a Saturday night then a Tuesday afternoon. Before we entered the small establishment, we gave each other a warm hug and I thanked her so much for allowing me to meet her here. "Look people will talk unless we get away ...but then again, if anyone sees me here, people will talk about that too." Neither of us are saying lesbian, or really acting lesbian, but its just so understood and so comfortable ...but I still at this point, don't KNOW ..and half of what I am thinking about involves wondering what the heck SHE is thinking about all of this.

We were served in the diner by a 60ish man who probably owned the place, and he was joined in the back by a young boy cooking, and there was one occupied table which became vacant in a matter of minutes leaving us the entire place to ourselves. Just a quaint, country decorated comfort food small town place. After iced tea and salads were ordered, the small talk included as little talk about my husband and child as I could steer the conversation away from that subject, and some obligatory (I felt) confessions to get out of the way about my marriage being a bad one, my mothering being the most important thing in my life, and that pity was the last thing I wanted from anyone.I made it clear that I don't have a sex life with my husband morefor the reason that if she possibly believed I might be aiming for a threesome, that that was NOT my intention. We soon agreed that our age diffence didnt seem to matter as we just seemed to get along so well, and topics of conversation included boyfriends of the past, she had none of the present, friends who had stabbed her in the back and a leering manager where she worked, music we both liked, and reality shows we both followed. She seemed very comfortable in saying the F word about every third sentence with me. I was kind of stimulated with the way she so easily talked about F'ing this, or who wanted to F her , or why something F'ing sucked....but if it was anything,I took it as a sign she was comfortable with me . Conversation was totallly flowing and so easy ...and it was not absolutely confirmed with either of us as we ate that this was a lesbian date...but we both knew. Just again, nobody was saying it.

Entrees arrived and I just needed to get it out of the needed to be clear and said.

"do want to know about this dream I had about you ?" I smiled.

"I was wondering if you were going to tell me ...nothin bad I hope?"

Oh she is smiling and flirting and knows ..SHE KNOWS we are about to turn a corner ..and I sense she wants it as much if not more than me. I am drunk with desire and anticipation ...fear seems to have slipped away for the most part.

"I should first probably tell you something, you probably already know....but...truth is ...nobody really knows what I am about to tell you ...nobody around here anyway ok ? ...our know Terry, I reallly like you ok?" a

Gawd when I said that I felt so vulnerable, but looking at her, she had such a powerful combination of both inner and outer beauty ...of both toughness and innocence ...such possibility in the moment.

She laughed a nervous laugh and with a higher pitched voice than usually said through her laugh," yeah I have pretty much figured out you didn't want to ask me to babysit your son by now."

"well...maybe someday....but no...."

Her elbows leaned on the table and her thumb pushed up against her teeth as her tension showed. I reached out and grasped her forearm...and stared at her eyes until her eyes left the vacant corner they were staring at, looked downward, and then upward to meet my gaze." Even higher pitched her voice and nervous laugh..."I ...I'm not sure exactly....why ...or what we know I never did anything much with a girl before ....and I'm just not sure I am ready for this. "

I gathered myself and didn't decide what to say for about 30 seconds. I was just about to speak when she beat me to it ...."I have just been wondering since yesterday....just why did you think I'm a lesbian? "

"n o no no...I DONT think you are a lesbian...I was pretty sure you weren' know..I am just following up on a spark between us ...I felt something and I thought you felt it too."

"ok" ...resignation in her voice.

"I promise I'm not trying to get you to do something you don't want.... don't act like I know what I am doing either ...I never came on to a woman like this before in my life...I mean...Its pretty complicated but I don't think I understand a whole lot more than just that I wanted to get to know you better and see what might happen ....I mean ...yeah....we can end up having fun ...I won't deny I want more than just a friendship ...things are happening pretty fast ....I don't mean to scare you cause...I mean...I'm sure of what I want..... and I wouldnt be surprised if you are confused a little."

"yep...I am alot confused but ...this isn't the first time I have thought about this...I just keep thinking I'm NOT afraid of anything ya know, and then I think I don't know what the F I'm doing here with you. And then I think I can't believe ..I mean....maybe I've wanted something like this to happen for a long time?"

"Me too" I say softly.

pretty long silence....confessions are starting to flow.

As if I needed to sell it, I said, "I know you aren't sure....I know you might be afraid .... but you are so beautiful and ...nothing needs to be decided today ...I'm married and I can't do a permanant thing...but ...I like you alot more than you can understand ok ?" Her eyes accepted that. "This is about alot more than just having sex ....its alot deeper ...alot more spiritual and whatever happens...if anything does ....can just be about about if I say it this way ....Terry ...I want to show you intimacy like you never imagined."

"You've done it with girls before right ?"

"a few times ...not alot ...and its been a long time."

"Well everyone says its better with another woman ...I mean..the sex...but I'm sure I wouldn't know what the F to do."

"You won't have to do anything but what you feel and what you want. ...let me put it this way....and we don't have to talk about sex ...or we can talk about it as much as you want ..but let me say this. This is NOT about making me come, it's not about making you come ....its about how everything feels when its just us too if we have a chance to be alone...and its no pressure....nobody has to decide anything now ok ? I promise I just want to get to know you cause you are great....and anything else that comes of this is just icing on the cake. YOU DONT have to decide anything now." I emphasized. "I just want to hang out with the coolest girl I met in a long time." I'm backpeddling after coming on so strong, and frankly ...I guess this is what "seduction" is all about , because I am being totally honest with her with every word I speak ...but I also know I want this so bad, I am about willing to say anything to feel her against me. Her eyes and skin and hair and beautiful breasts beckon me ..and her resistance, I wonder, is but a different manifestation of the same front I put up everyday of my existance ...a "don't peg me as a lesbian, but you know I really want to do this." And of course, I am encouraged that at no time in our honesty has she told me to go F myself ..which I believe she absolutely would have if she didn't have a want to play this out.

The next move was hers ...She reached then to hold my hand that had been stroking her forearm. "JUst...just ...just give me some time ....I'm trying to tell you not to give up ....I just don't know how to do this."

I told her that I knew I was bisexual from the time I was 12 ...and didn't have a lover girlfriend til I was 19. I didn't know if I should talk too much about it, or if it was the right place or time, so I kept it light and non-descriptive. SHe told me she had been fantasizing about girls for years ...and knew that was normal, but told me in so many words that she thought she might not ever do anything with a woman. "I never thought I'd be sitting here talking with someone like you about this ..and here I am."

"And here we are," I replied. "and now what."

"Thats just it...I don't know."

"Well lets figure it out together then. Tell me, if you have ...ever had any dreams or fantasies about girls?"

"Yes of course....everybody does...and I kissed a girl a long time ago in a truth or dare game...but it was not a big sex scene!" she laughed. "I actually used to think about Avril Lavigne a little bit ...and one of my friends said that she wouldn't have to be a lesbian to make out with Faith Hill cause she was so hot, and that got me thinking about her one night...pretty hot and heavy."

"Pretty hot and heavy ?" I inquired, " like...masturbating ...or were you actually WITH Faith Hill and you're just not telling me," I smiled. "Mine was that girl...what's her name...Natalie! from the Dixie Chicks.... I had it bad for her...still have it for her if you want to know the truth ...she and I could be good friends....REAL good friends!"

And so we continued to talk about slightly sexual things long after the meal was devoured and in more leaned in and hushed tones when others came into the diner and our privacy was thwarted. She volunteered a few instances of sexual trysts with boys that were unfullfilling, which I believed to be her attempt to justify, in her mind, the hookup and relationship we were in the midst of developing.

We were getting ready to get up and pay the bill and go our seperate ways for the afternoon that I never wanted to end ...and did not have a clue how to end. I came right out and said to her " I am dying to kiss you before we head out ...but I have no idea how to ...or where ?"

She blushed, thought, and said "the bathroom?"

"ehhhhhh no. Not there...We may have to just save that for the next time.....if there's gonna be a next time ...I mean... I HOPE you want to hang out again."

Then she was as forward as she had been all day when she said, " Can I ask you a very personal question ? " I nodded. "Does all this make you wet ? ...just talking about this ? " I smiled and nodded again...a bit shocked ....but knew she was about to confess. "I am ...lets just say very damp."

"I know..makes two of us." z

Outside the diner in the parking lot we hung out by her car and talked a bit more. We exchanged emails and agreed to catch up. "I just have to let you know," she said, "that you gave me ALOT to think about may take a couple of days to know...process all this....but I like you ok?"

I tenderly touched her soft cheek and gave her a friendly kiss on it. I backed off and we looked into each others eyes, both knowing that it was not enough. I looked around and determined nobody was watching...and landed a soft kiss upon her lips...she accepted...gave me just a hint of her tongue, as I responded with mine, and then when the kiss was broken, I looked in her eyes and knew that soon I would claim more than a kiss from my inexperienced new soon to be lover.

"So thats what I've been missing?" she smiled.

"Oh there's more me and we have alot to find out together." I am stating the obvious ...I told her I did not want the day to end...we'd call...we hugged was a nice preview of what was to come.

End of Part I

Lesbian Kissing video .a passionate first kiss

Just a link to a very common video ...i think i probably saw this 10 years ago and it was probably one of the first lesbian kissing videos i ever found on the internet. I watched it again and again and it definitely got me there.

I rediscovered it today and enjoy sharing it with you while I am taking break from writing and posting to concentrate on a family matter. I will see yall soon.
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