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| Mar 19, 2007 @ 12:43 AM |
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BarefootBBW
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I realize that to submit a manuscript of my erotic stories for publication, I am going to have to creatively venture down avenues, that I know absolutely nothing about. I'd love some honest feedback on my first literary attempt into the unknown.
She and I had been the best of friends for about a year. Our friendship had "clicked" almost from the very instant, that we literally bumped into each other at the gym. We'd excused ourselves, giggling bit with embarassment. From that, we exchanged a bit of small talk in an attempt to diffuse the awkwardness of the situation. Then, we ended up going for coffee and talking for hours. Since that time, we had spent any of our dateless evenings curled on opposite ends of a couch, laughing like two schoolgirls and eating countless pints of ice cream, while we watched the latest romantic comedy out on DVD. We discussed our dreams and plans for the future. We celebrated sucesses and helped each other get through the disappointments. We had trusted each other with our deepest secrets and darkest desires...well, almost all. She knew everything there was to know about me--except for that fact, that I think I have a crush on her...
I always thought of myself as a straight woman. I enjoyed being with men, immensely. I had never fantasized about being with a woman. But, several months after I met her, I started to wonder what it would be like to kiss her. I found myself daydreaming about caressing her small, perky breasts. When we went shopping, we usually shared a dressing room--helping each other with difficult buttons or zippers, assessing for the other if a certain pair of jeans made our butt look big, evaluating whether or not a swimsuit complimented our breasts and thighs. And, the last few times we had shared a fitting room, I found myself having to make a concerted effort not to be caught openly appraising her nude or semi-nude body. Lately, the smell of her perfume was enough to make me wet with arousal. I was so confused! I didn't understand why she was having such an effect on me, when no other woman had ever captured my attention in this way. Was I merely curious about a "societal taboo"? Or, had I unconsciously buried a bi-sexual nature for years, and something about HER had triggered the interest finally coming forth?
When we met, we both had a boyfriend. I had been dating mine for about one month, and she had been dating hers for about four months. Her relationship ended a few weeks after we met, but mine lasted for about another three months. And, despite my burgeoning interest in her, I still found sex with my boyfriend to be exciting and fully satisfying. Then, his job transferred him several states away. Things between us just were not serious enough to warrant my leaving my job, family, and friends to move with him. Though it was an amicable split, it was still painful, and "she" was there for me...more supportive and understanding than ever. I could not have asked for anything more...but, I wanted more.
Since she had never expressed a sexual interest in women or related any stories about an intimate encounter with another woman, I had no way of knowing what would happen if I told her how I was feeling. Would she be disgusted and terminate our friendship? Would she say that she was flattered, but not interested in exploring that avenue of sexuality? Would our friendship become strained and awkward, until the phone calls, shopping trips, and movie nights dwindled and became non-existent? I couldn't bear the thought of losing the most dear and true friend I had ever had. But, my attraction to her and the confusion it was causing me was eating me up inside. I wasn't sure how to broach this subject with her, but I needed to figure something out...and soon.
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| Mar 19, 2007 @ 12:45 AM |
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BarefootBBW
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I finally decided that a "diva night" (as we called it) was in order, and called her to set it up. It'd been a couple weeks, since we'd rented a movie and indulged ourselves in pizza and ice cream. During the evening, I figured that I could find a way to insert a few general, seemingly harmless questions into our conversation and get a "read" on how she felt about sexual encounters between two women.
I took a long, hot bubble bath hoping to relax myself and ease some of the tension I was feeling. I shaved my legs, trimmed and shaped up my nether region, deep conditioned my hair, and gave myself a mini facial. Once I was out of the tub and dried off, I smoothed a light, silky lotion all over my body. I stood in the closet for a full ten minutes trying to decide on just the right outfit to wear. I wanted to keep the tone of the evening casual, so I chose my favorite pink top and a pair of white "boy shorts". I selected a lacy, pink thong, then slid into the figure-hugging shorts. Sub-consciously, I think I chose the shorts, because she had once commented that my ass looks great in them. My breasts are a nice "C" and still pretty firm, so I decided to forego the restriction of a bra. I pulled on the form-fitting pink top, and it settled right above my diamond-studded navel. I brushed my blonde hair, until it lay in shiny waves that fell to just beneath my shoulder blades. I lightly misted myself with my favorite perfume and added a small pair of gold hoop earrings. I wanted to look nice but also avoid any suspicion that might arise from "over dressing" for a simple evening in. I brushed my teeth and completed my look with a touch of peachy pink lipgloss.
I heard the distinctive sound of her car pull into the driveway, and my stomach immediately clenched into a knot. The surface of my skin seemed to hum with almost electric shivers of anticipation. The rest of my body felt like one, big bundle of raw, exposed nerve endings. I had never been so excited and so afraid in all of my life. When she knocked, I called out, "It's unlocked. C'mon in." I took a deep breath to calm myself, walked out of my bedroom, and greeted her with what I hoped was my most attractive smile.
Damn, she looked gorgeous! She wore a tight, denim mini skirt that lovingly hugged the curves of her well-formed ass, a shimmery, baby blue, stretch tank top that enhanced the amazing color of her eyes, and a pair of strappy, high-heeled, silver sandals that accentuated her tanned legs perfectly. From the open front of the sandals peeked toenails painted a delicate, shell pink. Her long, dark hair hung almost to her hips in a straight, glossy curtain. Perfect white teeth gleamed behind the full, rosy lips of her dazzling smile. She was a breathtaking flower of femininity, and I so wanted to part her exotic petals and taste the nectar within. I was afraid she would hear my heart furiously pounding in my chest and, mentally, I chided myself to calm down and gather my composure. For gosh sakes, she was barely in the front door, and I was already about to lose it! A whole evening stretched ahead of us, and if I didn't want her tipped off to how she affected me, then I knew I had better get a firm grip on my reactions.
When she moved forward to give me a half-hug, the smell of her perfume washed over me in heady, arousing waves. And, as she leaned in to complete the hug, the nipples of her small, round breasts burned into mine with twin points of fire. I wanted to throw caution the the wind and kiss her luscious, sensual lips right then and there. But, I wrestled up some self-control by applying a vice-like hold on my raging impulses, and returned her hug as non-chalantly as I could. When she pulled back, I was quivering inside and trying my best not to show it.
"I'm so glad you called," she said, smiling. "It's been a while since we had a "diva night", and I sure do need it." If only you knew what it was that I needed, I thought to myself. Would you still be glad to be here?
"I've already ordered the pizza-- deep dish, extra cheese--just the way you like it," I said.
"Yummmmmy!" she exclaimed. Yes, SOMETHING was definitely yummy, but I wasn't thinking of the pizza.
"Oh, lemme go get the ice cream out of the car, before it melts," she said.
"Did you get...?"
"Yes, yes...double chocolate, mocha chunk. Your favorite," she called over her shoulder, as she dashed back out to the car.
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| Mar 19, 2007 @ 12:47 AM |
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When she returned to the house, she was carrying a plastic, grocery bag, her purse, three DVDs, and a small, overnight satchel. Holding up the satchel she said, "I hope you don't mind? I thought I'd crash here for the night." It was not at all uncommon for one to sleep over at the other's house, as we each had a guest bedroom. "Sure, no problem," I replied, as my mind mulled over two separate visions of the evening: One with her lying in the guest room, while I tossed and turned in aroused agony in my own empty bed. Another with the both of us in my bed, rolling and writhing in shared ecstasy. A sharp poke in the arm brought me back from reverie into reality. "Where were YOU just at?" she asked. Deftly, I covered my mental lapse by saying, "Oh, no where, really. You know how us blondes just "zone" out." Chuckling, she handed me the grocery sack and said, "Better get these into the fridge, or we're gonna have a big, sweet, sticky mess." Opening the sack, I found it was filled with two pints of ice cream, a bottle of choclate syrup, and a spray can of whipped cream. As I put the items away, I couldn't help but think of what a lovely, sweet, sticky mess I could make with them...all over her.
Luckily, the arrival of the pizza delivery guy snapped me back to the present moment, without her noticing that I had, once again, been lost in my own, erotic thoughts. Handing her a twenty, I asked if she'd go pay for the pizza, while I fixed us a diet soda. Once I had prepared our drinks, I popped in the first movie, and we settled on the couch with the pizza box and a few napkins bewteen us. Things were comfortably silent as we ate and watched the first movie. After the first movie was over, we chatted a bit about the plot line and the ending, had a quick bathroom break, and fixed ourselves a frosty bowl of ice cream decadently loaded with swirling rivers of chocolate syrup and generous dollops of whipped cream. She popped in the next movie, and we once again settled on the couch with our calorie laden desserts. "I'm gonna have to go to the gym every day next week to work this off," I groaned, as I let a delicious bite of the cold, sweet treat slide down my throat. "Oh, please!" she responded. "You have a fabulous figure, and I've always told you that your ass looks GREAT in those shorts, girl! Mmmmmm, this tastes devine. Now, hush and pig out!"
As the opening credits of the movie flashed on-screen, I noticed she had picked out the latest movie by our favorite actress, Hillary Swank. I burrowed further into my comfy spot on the couch and settled in for what I knew was going to be a great film. About halfway through the movie, she broke the silence by saying, "I have always thought Hillary Swank has the most beautiful, sensual lips." I agreed and said that we should all be so lucky as to be born with plump, pouty lips like Hillary or full, sexy lips like Angelina Jolie. "What are YOU complaining about?" she asked. "Your lips are just as sensually tempting as theirs are. In fact, I've always wondered what they would taste like."
A deafening silence built to a crescendo, as I sat there stunned and in utter shock. Did I hear what I just think I heard? Am I suffering some weird, new side effect from a severe, ice cream brain freeze? I MUST be having a hallucination spawned from my long-suffering desire to hear her say something like that. And then, it happened.....she leaned toward me, her lips drawing closer and closer to mine in what seemed like ultimate slow motion. My pulse thundered through my body, my lips tingled in anticipation, and a disconnected mantra echoed through my head, "I can't believe this is happening. I can't believe this is finally happening." As her lips touched mine, I swear I felt a sexual current of electricity sizzle across their surface. Her lips were warm, soft, and pliable--faintly kissed with a sweet hint of chocolate syrup. I opened my mouth and allowed her to slide her delicious, ice cream flavored tongue across mine. Our tongues thrust and caressed in a swirling dance of savored ecstasy. It was the most sensual, thrilling, erotic kiss of my life, and it went on and on, until we were both flushed and breathless.
When she pulled back, I shakily whispered, "I've never done this before." Shyly, she replied, "Neither have I." Lowering my eyes, I said, "I have always wanted to...but only with YOU." Reaching out, she took my chin in her hand and tilted it up. Locking eyes with me, she admitted, "Me, too." Deciding to put all my proverbial cards on the table I said, "For the longest time, I have wanted you with an intense desire and urgency, that I just don't know how to explain." With a coy smile, she responded, "Same here."
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| Mar 19, 2007 @ 12:48 AM |
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"I am so very confused. Does this mean that we are lezbians?" I asked.
"No, I don't think it does. I mean, I really enjoy the feeling of being filled and stretched by a thick, pulsing cock. But, since I met you, I have constantly thought about what it would be like to experience being with a woman."
"Yeah, I know what you mean," I murmured.
"I want to explore every inch of you," she said. "But, only if our friendship remains intact afterward. Even above my desire, I want us to stay the kind of friends we have always been. Do you think that is possible? Are you willing to risk giving it a try?"
"I, too, have thought long and hard about this. And, all I know is that wanting you is driving me insane with need. But, if at any point this starts to feel awkward or uncomfortable for either of us, let's stop and chalk the experience up to curiosity and try to go back to the way things were before tonight."
"Yes," she said. "I agree! That's exactly what I was thinking, myself."
"Where do we go from here?" I asked.
"The bedroom?" she suggested with a shy giggle. Reaching beside the couch, she grabbed her overnight satchel and zipped it open. My eyes widened in shock and fascination, as she drew out a double-ended dildo. "I just bought this today...after you called about getting together," she confessed in a hesitant voice. "I got it in case, ummmm, this evening went as I was hoping it would." The way SHE was hoping it would? Oh damn, this was just too good and too unreal to be true! But, if it was nothing more than a fantastic dream, I was going to ride it through to the end...literally!
Standing, she extended her delicate hand to me in silent invitation. Rising from my position, I took her hand and let her lead me into my bedroom. We stood by the bed, hand in hand, both a little shy and unsure of how this was supposed to go. "Shall I light some candles, while you select some music?" I asked. "Yes, that would be perfect," she responded with a smile.
As I lit a half dozen, fragrant, tea light candles and placed them around the room, she put on one of my favorite jazz CDs. As the subtle, smoky tones of the music filled the air, she adjusted the volume to a level that would perfectly compliment an evening of beginner's exploration and bittersweetly-longed-for seduction. Even though we were both new to this, I was happy to let her take the lead, while I was trying to absorb the reality of what was finally happening.
She sat on the edge of my bed and patted the space beside her. I sank down next to her, as my heart beat a strong staccato rhythm in my chest, and my pulse fluttered erratically at the base of my throat. Softly caressing the side of my face she murmured, "You are so beautiful," then leaned in to kiss me with a hot, searing passion. Her hand went to my breast and toyed with my nipple, until it was a hard, throbbing peak jutting forward beneath my top. "Oh, baby, you're not wearing a bra," she groaned, as she slid her hand under my top and found the bare warmth of my breast. I moaned as she stroked my nipple and felt a rush of wet arousal pool in the fabric of the shorts between my legs. Unable to endure the barrier of clothing between us, I grabbed the bottom edge of my top and pulled upward, my large, aching breasts springing free and bouncing slightly as I removed the top. Mirroring my actions, she removed her tank top to reveal a sexy, black lace bra. I watched, mesmerized, as she undid the front clasp of her bra and slowly let the lacy cups slide across her breasts as the straps slid down her shoulders. I didn't realize I had been holding my breath, until she tossed the delicate bra to the floor and looked into my eyes to read my reaction to her semi-nakedness. Reaching out, she cupped a heavy breast in each hand and lazily stroked and rolled my nipples. "I have always wished my breasts were as big and succulent as yours," she admitted. Covering her small, perky, B cups with my hands, I replied, "You have the most beautiful, perfect tits I have ever seen." And, she did. They filled my hands, like they had been fashioned to solely fill my palms.
Pushing me back onto the bed, she took a nipple into her mouth and began sucking and licking, her mouth and tongue performing an exquisite dance of fire across my sensitive flesh. Her hand caressed the curve of my hip and smoothed over my flat stomach, coming to rest at the heated dampness between the juncture of my thighs. She stroked her fingers over the moist spot on the outside of my shorts. Then, as she took my lips in another fiery kiss, she slid her hand into my shorts and touched the throbbing nub of my clit. When her fingers entered me and began to slowly plunge in and out of my tight sheath, I thought I would lose consciousness from the mind-numbing pleasure. "As great as your ass looks in these shorts, I want them off of you, now!" she said. As she aggressively peeled the clingy fabric away from my pelvis and down my buttocks, I lifted my hips and she quickly whisked the white shorts and lacy, pink thong down my legs and threw them into the far corner of them bedroom. Pushing my legs apart, she settled between my thighs and lowered her hot mouth onto me. The very second the flat of her wet tongue caressed my clit, I exploded in the hardest, most intense orgasm of my life.
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| Mar 19, 2007 @ 12:50 AM |
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As she continued to lick and suck at me, I moaned loudly, bucking my hips up to meet her mouth and thrashing my head back and forth on the pillow. When she slid two fingers into me, I violently exploded again, as colored pinpoints of light flashed and swirled behind my closed eyelids in a display of bright, erotic fireworks. As if from from afar, I heard myself moaning and pleading, "Yes, don't stop. Please, you make me feel so good. More, baby, more...suck my clit, fuck me with your fingers...Ooooh, baby, I'm cumming again!"
I think I must have passed out from the pleasure, because the next thing I remember, I awoke to her lying fully naked beside me. I felt her amazing mouth nuzzling the side of my neck, as she lightly scraped her fingernail across an erect nipple. I turned in toward her, and tenderly captured her lips with mine. I tasted myself as she plunged her tongue into my mouth and, suddenly, I could not wait to taste her feminine juices. "Lie back baby, it's my turn to enjoy YOUR lush body," I told her.
Once she was reclining on a fluffy pillow, I straddled her hips with mine and lightly rotated my pelvis against hers. She groaned softly, and I bent forward and took a small, perfect breast into my mouth. I sucked and pulled at her nipple with my lips, licking and nibbling, until the nub was a hard, extended peak, all the while grinding my pubic area slowly against hers. Reaching behind me, she gripped my buttocks and helped rotated me on her in a frenzy of need. I moved my attention to her other breast, until that nipple was stiff and turgid, as well. As my hips rode hers and my hands massaged the mounds of her breasts, I tickled her lips with my tongue then took her mouth with passionate abandon. In sweet surrender, we both came, swallowing each other's moans of pleasure. I fluttered kisses down the length of her neck and trailed my tongue between the valley of her breasts, stopping to kiss and lick the underside of each gorgeous tit. Sliding my spent body down hers, I kissed, licked, and nibbled down the expanse of her stomach, dipping my tongue into the dimple of her navel. As I moved lower, she spread her gloriously long legs for me, and I took my time kissing and licking up each side of her inner thighs. The smell of her feminine arousal was making me deliciously dizzy. Unable to wait one more second, I buried my head between her legs and lapped up the sweet, honeyed nectar of her juices. She jerked and twitched and gasped as I swirled my tongue over her clit and feathered the tip of it down the stretch between her clit and the opening of her dewey, pink vagina. She twisted the sheets in her hands and panted, as I licked and sucked at the tight pucker of her anus and plunged my tongue into the steaming canal of her pussy. She tasted incredible, and I couldn't seem to get enough. I ate her as hungrily as a starving woman might eat her first meal in two days. Using my thumb, I rotated her clit in slow circles until, with a deep, gutteral moan, she arched her back off the bed and came with the force of a river flooding over a dam. As I lapped up every delicious drop of her, she trembled and whimpered, crying out for me not to stop, begging me to plunge my fingers deep into her. As I slowly inserted two fingers, her inner muscles immediately clenched around them. I moved them in and out of her tight sheath, until another searing spasm of pleasure washed over her. "No more, baby!", she cried. "It's just too damned good! I can't take any more. If you don't stop, I think I'm gonna die from the pleasure!", she choked out.
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| Mar 19, 2007 @ 12:51 AM |
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Moving beside her, I took her into my arms. She laid her head in the curve of my neck and sobbed quietly. "Oh God! Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" I asked.
"No, honey. Everything is fine. You were perfect, I promise."
"Then, what's wrong? Please, tell me."
"I just couldn't quit cumming," she replied. "When one orgasm started to subside, another would hit. It kept going and going. I've never experienced anything like that. I guess climaxing over and over, one on top of the other, physically and emotionally overwhelmed me." My heart soared and my ego swelled with the pride-filled knowlege, that I had been able to please her so thoroughly.
We decided a cold, diet soda and a hot, leisurely shower were needed...in that order. As we bathed each other with tender, soapy caresses, I discovered that I had developed an insatiable hunger for touching and sucking on her magnificent breasts. When the delicate mounds were throbbing with a gentle fire, I dropped to my knees and ate her again, relishing the taste of her sweet pussy as steaming water cascaded over my head and shoulders. Before she reached her climax, she shut off the water, hastily ran a soft, fluffy towel over our bodies, and pulled me back into the bedroom.
We collapsed onto the bed, slightly damp and more than a little aroused. Taking the double-ended dildo from the night stand, she applied a small dab of lube to the first couple of inches on each end. Then, she instructed me to sit facing her, with my legs extended, and drape my thighs over hers. This put us in the tantalizing position of our pussies facing like the two open ends of the greater than/less than signs from elementary arithmetic. Her eyes glazed with passion she said, "Now, lean back and brace one arm behind you. Put your free hand between your legs and use your fingers to spread your pussy open for me." I did as she asked, and she slowly slid one end of the dildo into me. She pumped it in and out of me a few agonizingly slow times, giving me a chance to adjust to the length and girth of the toy. When she could tell my pussy was sufficiently welcoming and lubricated, she held the dildo near the base of where it entered my body, scooted forward, and impaled herself on the opposite end. "Where did you learn this stuff?" I asked. "Well..." she replied with a shy grin. "I am a little embarrased to admit, that I rented a couple of movies and studied them. I wanted to make sure that if anything ever happened between us, I would know what to do and be prepared on how best to please you." Flattered that she thought that much of me and desired so deeply to please me, I felt my eyes well up with tears of gratitude and tenderness. "Hey, you! None of that." she giggled.
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| Mar 19, 2007 @ 12:52 AM |
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Clenching the muscles of her pussy like a vice around her end of the dildo, she rocked forward. And, as my end of the phallus thrust into me, all sentimental thoughts disappeared behind an emerging haze of pleasure. Leaning back and bracing our arms behind ourselves, we rolled our hips foward in tandem, our clits kissing on the upstroke. We each had about six inches of "cock" thrusting inside of us, and the feeling was absolutely incredible. The closer we got to climax, the closer our pussies got, until we ended up wrapping our legs around each other--humping the dildo in a rhythmic frenzy, while our clits ground together in a furious, driving need for release. A light sheen of sweat covered our bodies and our breasts bounced and bumped between us. In the last moments before release, she clutched me to her chest and slanted her mouth across mine. Our tongues parried in a perfect imitation of the frantic, thrusting duel of our lower bodies. I loved the feel of her wet clit riding up and down on mine. Tearing her mouth from mine, she arched her back, threw back her head and screamed, "Fuck me, baby! Yes, yes, yes...fuck me hard, harder, harder. Oh, God, you're making me cuuuum! Don't stop fucking my pussy, don't stop fucking my pussyyyyy!" And, with one final bellow, she let go with a loud, hoarse "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" This was my ultimate undoing, and I exploded with deep, pulsing waves of orgasm. I moaned and grunted and writhed against her in wild, animalistic abandon. Our sexual juices poured out and flowed onto the sheet to form a hot, slick puddle beneath us. Breathing raggedly, we slumped sideways onto the bed, our hips still gently gyrating against each other, as if with a will of their own. Tilting her pelvis back, she eased the phallus out of herself, then withdrew the remaining end from inside me. Tossing the double-ended pleasure rod to the foot of the bed, she flipped onto her other side and snuggled, spoon-style into me. Automatically, my hand reached around to cup a breast, as I hooked a thigh over the curve of her hip and pulled her lush buttocks flush with my still throbbing groin. Within minutes, we both fell into a deep, peaceful, satisfied slumber.
I think it goes without saying that from then on, as long as neither of us was dating someone...our "diva nights" were, delightfully, never the same!
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| Mar 24, 2007 @ 10:27 AM |
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No one applauded this effort!
Great story, well written and you really touched on the emotions that would prohibit and then inhibit the appropriate behaviors!
Great stuff!
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| Mar 27, 2007 @ 10:20 AM |
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rainbowtoxicity
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Oh my god! That was the best lesbian erotica I've ever read....and I've read a lot. I agree with decanturnooner, that should have gotten more praise that we gave. Very well written, well thought out and just....amazing.
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| Mar 29, 2007 @ 2:21 PM |
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great story 
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| Mar 29, 2007 @ 9:58 PM |
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Thank you all for the encouraging comments! 
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| Apr 2, 2007 @ 8:37 PM |
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The Very Best,, I loved the whole story, bet you enjoyed doing it. Right?
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| Apr 3, 2007 @ 1:25 AM |
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Great story! I can't wait for the next episode!
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| Apr 6, 2007 @ 8:23 PM |
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That was an excellent story. Next story you should explore the threesome catagory.
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