1. Girls Just Wanna Have Fun - Part One


    Date: 7/26/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: PandoraFaye, Rating: 25, Source: LushStories

    lesser, a muff-muncher, a gold star, a femme, a dyke or whatever other charming words you can think to describe lesbians as." "Oh," replied Alex and went beetroot red. Selena reached her hand across the table and lent it gently on Alex's, allowing her fingers to stroke her skin. If Selena was wrong about Alex's sexuality her hard won reputation with the university would be going out the window. She paused, pleased that Alex hadn't reacted by snatching her hand away, "Alex, you're not really here for a drink are you? You're a lesbian." "Oh Ma'am," Alex looked like she was about to cry, "I feel so disgusting, but I can't help it; it's just the way women look – they do something to me. I'm sorry, it's wrong." Selena tried not to smile, she could remember feeling the same way. Luckily she had lost her virginity in her teens with one of her college friends and had never looked back. She couldn't imagine what it was like to be in mid-twenties and still be trying to repress her feelings. She stroked her thumb against the back of Alex's hand and tried to speak encouragingly, "It's not disgusting Alex. Some women like men, others like other women. Neither is right or wrong, they just are." "Thanks, Ma'am," Alex kept one of her hands under Selena's, but put the other one up to wipe away a tear. She gave a sniff and forced a smile, "I wish I could be like you. I'm just a silly girl." A silly girl, with nice knockers thought Selena. "Why don't we go to my place? We can talk in private. ...
    Oh, and we're not in university. So call me Selena." she said. "I'd like that... Selena," smiled Alex. She reached for her back. Selena finished her babycham and got up. She wondered if Alex knew going back to her place to talk was code for going back to her place to fuck. *************************************** *************************************** Selena had kept her hands to herself in the Black Cab. Even in the present, the drivers looked askance at women making out in their back seat, she imagined that in past the cab drivers would be even less liberal; she didn't fancy being dropped out in the middle of London and made to walk home. But it was that also Alex still looked nervous, as if she wasn't sure what she was doing and Selena didn't want to scare her off. She switched on the light to her flat and turned to Alex, "Would you like a drink?" "Bacardi and Coke, please Ma'am... Selena," Alex blushed at her faux pas. She moved to sit on the sofa as Selena poured a generous, relaxing, measure of Bacardi and put in just a touch of coke. She handed it to Alex and went over to her hi-fi. Leaning down she pulled out 'Now That's What I Call Music 3'. She opened the top of the hi-fi and gently put down the record on the turntable. She missed CDs, though some people said the quality of music was better on vinyl; Selena wasn't such a connoisseur that she didn't prefer to switch on and off with a remote control and skip past tracks she didn't like. Duran Duran started to belt out ...
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