A dirty lesbian note – Chapter 1 – From games, to serious blames
I have never been the kind of girl who is afraid of expressing her own thoughts or opinions or who talks behind your back.
‘I am going to tell you straight. I have a boyfriend‘, I told her.
‘You could have said that you are not a lesbian but you preferred saying about your boyfriend instead. So I still have a chance‘ she smiled and left the classroom.
We were both at the same faculty, in the same year, the same city, Inverness, the same class and the same bench.
I found this note on the ground. I did not even know if it was for me or for someone else. I saw that broken sheet of paper and I thought someone dropped it by mistake, so I took it.
‘Roses are red, violets are blue,
You don’t even know how much I’d like to fuck you!
Your body is hot as hell, your lips are so juicy
You don’t even know how much I’d like to lick your pussy!
Maybe you are shy or maybe you’re worse…straight
But I’ll still leave you my number and ask you on a date!
Jennifer – 07446 899 6***’
I don’t know if the Foreign Language Course inspired her and made her think about ‘languages’. I was paying too much attention to the teacher who explained how to form the past perfect in Spanish and I must have missed some important details like the fact that she was sometimes slowly running her hand along the top of my leg, that she was sometimes running her fingers through my hair or that she was always biting her red lips when I was eating ice-cream in front of her.
Next day, same Spanish course; she was wearing a transparent pink skirt and a white t-shirt. She is mignon but the big heals made her legs look longer. I always wondered if she had a natural mole above her lips or if she was drawing it. The fact is that she looked better than even Marilyn Monroe, with her blond hair and the curvaceous body.
‘Roses are red, violets are blue
Your boyfriend is an asshole if he ever leaves you
Please forgive me for being a girl
But you’re the prettiest person I’ve ever seen on Earth’
I was flattered. For a moment, I forgot that I was getting courted by a same-gender person and I smiled stupidly. Compared to me, she looked like an angel. Blue eyes, blond hair, well-rounded body, big boobs… I was skinnier, taller, with smaller boobs and with no distinctive beauty mark on my face. I was extremely confused.I skipped the next Spanish class because I did not know how to handle this situation. Something like this never happened to me and I was…enthusiastic! Yes, I was afraid because I was actually beginning to like her, to like her stupid poems and to think about her when I was having sex with my boyfriend.My boyfriend was a really good man. He cooked for me, he brought me flowers, he told me sweet words but…he never wrote a poem for me. He was not like her, mysterious. Every night I was asking myself ‘How would it be to touch two perfect smooth boobs instead of touching his hard hairy chest? How would it be to touch her wet body, to see her when she is showering?’This was it. I had to do something.
After two days of confusion, I returned to school. I put on a hot red dress, a pair of shoes, a golden necklace and the customary push-up bra. As I never went to school dressed up like this, my boyfriend started worrying. He realized something was wrong but he did not ask me a thing.She came all dressed in black, wearing a stylish office dress. It was the first time I saw her in black. She was damn sexy. All the boys looked at her but she could only see me. She slowly approached me and said:
‘You look stunningly beautiful today. Red fits you perfectly’
‘You also look great’, I replied.The same Spanish class; I took a sheet of notebook paper and I tried to write a poem.
‘Roses are red, violets are black
A violet wrote notes and a red rose came back
Now the rose writes a note, to ask the other flower
On a dirty date, under the cold shower
Forgive me, this bad poem, I am a bad writer
But enough with this talking, I want to see some action’
I dropped the ticket on the floor and I waited for her to pick it up. However, the one who picked it up first was a boy sitting next to her. Thinking that the note was for him and seeing me staring at him, he wrote something on the back of the note and threw it back.
It said ‘I’ll fuck you tonight, bitch!’
‘It was not for you asshole’, I yelled at him. Everyone heard me, including my teacher who realized I was not paying attention in class and kicked me out of the class.
I was disappointed and I wanted to go home. However, Jennifer ran out of the class like a thunder, right after me.
‘I read your note. You are a good writer and I am ready for some action. Would you like to come home with me?’
And then I kissed her. I called my boyfriend to tell him I was going home with Jennifer to work for a project and he was extremely released.
He said ‘Oh thanks God. When you left in the morning I thought you were going to meet a new guy today or cheat on me’. If only he knew…
We arrived at her place in half an hour. I was nervous by the minute. I did not know what would happen and I was freaking out. Jennifer had her own apartment in Inverness. As soon as we entered the room, she began kissing me like a tigress! No man ever kissed me like this! She slowly took my red dress off and I took hers. Seeing her beautiful big boobs made me want to keep my push-up bra on but she did not let me. She took it off and began licking my small nipples.
‘You’re so beautiful, my baby. Don’t hide your beautiful boobies’, she said.
Underneath her dress, she had hot black underwear which perfectly fitted her white skin. I had never seen such a beautiful woman before. Suddenly, I felt more attracted to her than to any other man in my life.
As we were both naked, Jennifer invited me in the shower room. We got under the water and the first cold drops made her nipples get hard. She was a perfect goddess with the most seductive look. I looked at her for a second and then we began touching our bodies. I caressed her body, her irresistible breast, her waist, her white curvy ass!
The waterfall shower design made me imagine that we were alone, in the wood, far away from everything bad; only the two of us and our sex appetite. We were both horny as hell!
Jennifer got on her knees and began orally pleasuring me. What I felt was so intense that I can’t even express myself in words. She spread my legs a little and applied a slight pressure on my clitoris with her wet tongue. The water was still cold but her tongue was warm. I said to myself: so this is what guys feel when you suck their dicks.
‘Oh my God, don’t stop’, I mumbled.
‘Shhht….Don’t speak, feel this moment’, she whispered back.
I was close to the climax but I wanted to wait for her, make the fun last more. We then went in the bedroom and Jennifer brought a big dildo. She began penetrating me with it, while I was stimulating her clitoris with my right hand. We were both moaning and speaking slowly. As we were both about to have an orgasm, we tried the 69 sex position. The intense feeling was double. We have simultaneously licked our pussies and then I heard her screaming:
‘Don’t stop baby, don’t stop please!’
As soon as I heard these words, I reached the climax! It lasted around 10 seconds but those were the best ten seconds of my life. When she realized we had a simultaneous orgasm, she smiled, she kissed me and she said:
‘I think I might be in love with you’
‘I think it is destiny…’ I answered.
We hugged each other and we fell asleep naked. I woke up first and I watched her sleeping like an angel. Then…I suddenly realized I was cheating on my boyfriend. Although I did not feel as guilty as if I would have cheated him with another man, I still felt remorse. I realized that I truly loved him and I was not ready to put an end to our relation. I thought my relationship with Jennifer did not have any future. However…I felt something very strong for her. It was the first time when I was afraid of telling someone the truth. I did not want to hurt her feelings because she was very special to me. So, I left her sleeping and I wrote a note:
‘Roses are red, violets are blue
What we had seems so untrue
But fairytales have an end
Please forgive me for what I did
You were my angel from above
But now I have to go, my love…’
What happened next is another story. Click here for Chapter 2
