Violet and Leah

"God I am going into the best years of my life," said Kathy. "Just the way you answered that was so spot on. Ahhh."

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between young adult women. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18, do not read it.

Violet and Leah

It was one of those in-between days. Very little sun and that Octoberish kind of intermittent rain that just put a damper on things.

The weather wasn't the thing that bothered fourteen-year-old Violet. It was the fact that she hadn't heard from her BFF Leah in 2 days. She hoped nothing was up with the fact that she hadn't texted her. Turns out she was down all weekend with what turned out to bed COVID.

Violet's mother, Kathy, was smoking a cigarette in the kitchen, an act that put her above all mothers that Violet knew, which would be six. The way she did it, so slowly, so sexy, so cool. Letting the smoke dance around inside and outside of her mouth, the tendrils of smoke coming from her nose. Then blowing it out, slowly. Because it was so deep in her lungs, at first nothing happened when she blew it out, then the bluish gray smoke appeared and just kept coming.

She now knew the pleasures of smoking, having her first cigarette two weeks ago. She took one from her mother's pack of Newport Longs on a boring in-between Saturday, just like today. She went to the deck in back and lit up, her right-hand trembling with the lighter, her first draft of the cigarette a challenge she had been dreaming about. She knew the difference between "puffing" and "inhaling", and with that first cigarette she was intent on mastering the art of inhaling. She did; she was natural.

Her heart pounding at the pseudo-naughtiness of the process, she smoked most of the cigarette, pausing about 20 seconds between each draw. By the time she stubbed out that first Newport, with about an inch of tobacco remaining, she was hooked. She loved the feeling of euphoria it gave her. The feeling of naughtiness.

While she smoked, she was thinking of her mother. The way she confidently took it out the the pack. The way she lit the end of the cigarette with the lighter, without looking when she was reading a book. The way she slowly, always slowly, took her first draw. She wished she could do that. There were other things she wished she could do to, and with, her mother. She just had a good feeling about her mother, though she could not articulate more than that.

It was entirely different from men, who handled cigarettes like a wrench. Something to be manhandled, without thought, consciously or unconsciously.

And she really liked her best friend Leah, too. Leah was her first, and so far, best lover. They both had five weeks ago started high school together. They first met up at a sleepover hosted by Paige, a girl that Violet really looked up to, on the first Friday of the school year. Even though she lived just four houses down from her, Leah and Violet had run in different circles. Violet being a public-school kid, while Leah had just finished eight years of Catholic school. Leah's parents divorced and her dad moved out, taking her sixteen-year-old brother with him.

The sleepover was well attended, and Violet was friends with everyone. Violet had smoked a cigarette before going to the sleepover, washing her hands, brushing her teeth, and using mouthwash to rinse. She found the process got rid of ninety-five percent of the smoky odor a hassle, but worthwhile if she wanted to fit in.

She was gay, but she had yet to consummate her newfound sexuality with another girl. In recent months she had painted her bedroom lavender and had pictures of WNBA stars, especially Sue Bird, adorning the walls. She loved Sue Bird.

When she walked into Paige's house, she was full of confidence and couldn't wait to meet the girls.

She saw Leah and was drawn to her fellow freshman. She'd seen her on the bus and decided she's had enough of the nuns and the god talk and the rules. She approached her and said,

"Hey Leah, I've seen you on the bus," said Violet. "I guess that means you're going to Carver now?"

"Yeah, goodbye to St. Peter's," said Leah. "Oh Violet, I'm so glad I'm at Carver. Eight years of the nuns was too much for me. Ya know?"

"I don't know how you stayed sane at that school," said Violet. "I know I would go crazy. Hey, do you want to go out to the deck?"

"Love too," said Leah. "Maybe you can teach some of the Carver ways, or whatever."

When the two hotties stepped out on the deck Violet took a pack of Newport Longs, which she had taken from her mother's carton, out of her pocket. She lit up while Leah studied her.

" That looks nice," she said. "Maybe I could try one."

"Hey baby, that sounds good," said Violet, as she offered the pack and the lighter to Leah. Her new friend slowly pulled one from the pack, and Violet noticed her immaculately manicured purple fingernails.

"Whoa, nice nails sweety," said Violet. "Did you do them yourself?"

Leah lit up the Newport, inhaled, and blew out the stream of bluish smoke after holding it in her lungs for a long moment.

"Yes," said Leah. "Purple for Violet, or something like that. He he he."

"Unh hunh. Do you smoke regularly?" said Violet. She was eager to find a smoking partner. If she were gay, even better.

"Yes, for a while now," said Leah. "I'm actually up to ten a day now. My mom and sister both smoke, and I fell in love with it watching them."

"Yeah, that's how it happened for me," said Violet. "It takes a bit of adjustment, but I love it. There are healthier things though."

"Oh yeah," said Leah. "It's not that bad for you, really. But who cares. It's kind of like sex: everyone does it. That's what the nuns just couldn't come to grips with. Just so you know, I'm gay. I'm between girlfriends right now, but I've been a lesbian for a couple years."

"Now that is good to know," said Violet. "Because I am too. I mean, I'm gay, but I haven't, you know, hooked up with a girl yet. What I'm trying to say is that...I'm a virgin."

"Oh, that's OK," said Leah. "But I'm really happy to hear that. I bet its such such an amazing time for you, right now. I bet every pretty girl your eyes happen upon gets you turned on. I know it did for me."

"Oh yeah, straight or gay, they are all gorgeous," said Violet. "I get a headache during the day, thinking about Ms. Jenkins, or Ms. Butler or you."

"Aww, that's so nice to hear," said Leah.

They both put out their cigarettes and leaned into each other. It was dark by now, and the sounds of the other girls was a distant murmur.

"May I be your first," said Leah, softly. "It would be so awesome, you know."

"Please," said Violet.

Leah gently kissed her, and Violet literally saw stars. She wrapped her arms around Leah and fell into her and her shimmering teenage body. They lost all awareness of where they were and why they were there. There was only Violet and Leah. Hands reached out for something and came up with breasts (growing) and asses (perfect).

They moved to the far corner of the deck, continuing to suck face and reaching into pants. Leah found Violet's cunt first, but Violet was right behind her. Her right hand first found the top of Leah's panties, and then went inside them. Down, down she was drawn, passed the area where pubic hair, she realized, should be, and down, down into the infinite area of her pussy. Leah was such a babe she even shaved. "Oh god, so exciting," thought Violet.

With two fingers Violet began to slowly stroke her lips, inner and outer labia. Still kissing and still given over to Leah with her whole being, she plunged into her girlfriend. It was so easy, so natural. Who could blame them for wanting it so badly? No one.

"Oh, baby that's so nice," whispered Leah. "Right there is my cunt and just above there, you know, is my clit. Ah, you've got it. Now steadily roll it around with you thumb. That's it. Oh Violet, you're such a natural, honey."

Leah herself began to jill Violet, first with one finger, then with two. She began to feel resistance, and knew that she was deep, deep enough her to feel Violet's hymen. Her strokes of her pussy coincided with her thumb playing with her clit. She was giving Violet a taste of things to come.

"My god Leah, you're good," said Violet. "I'm getting a fucking tingle there baby, yeah."

They were sucking face and tongue as they jilled each other to climax. Now their heads were hanging on each other's shoulder, as they came down from their high.

"Oh Violet, you're such a natural," said Leah. "That's the fastest I've ever gotten off. You did that honey."

"Shit, Leah, that was so good," said Violet. "Here, taste yourself."

She brought her hand up to Leah, who grabbed her hand and opened her mouth for the offering. She loved it.

Leah did the same for Violet.

"My love, have a taste of your orgasm," said Leah.

"Hmmm," said Violet. "I could get used to this."

Then they switched hands and tasted themselves.

"God, it's almost the same," said Violet. "Just like with cigarettes, one time and I'm hooked."

They both giggled at that.

Violet unconsciously reached for her Newports, took one out, and lit up. She offered one to Leah, then lit hers. They both then took a big drag, held it, and let it out.

"There's a reason why in those old movies the women smoked after sex," said Violet.

"You aren't kidding girlfriend," said Leah. "Can I call you that?"

"My girlfriend, my first," said Violet. "Next time take my virginity, OK?"

"I'd love to," said Leah. "My parents are gone tomorrow night. Want to come over?"

"Oh, I'd love to," said Violet. "Is there anything I have to do to get ready, for you know, the deflowering."

"No, just bring your lovely body over," said Leah. "I'll handle the rest."

The deck was quiet, as the two smoked. They stubbed their cigarettes out in the ashtray and Violet offered a Jolly Rancher. Then they went inside to join the girls.

*****

Saturday was such a long day for Violet; she could not wait to be with Leah. She had told her mother that she was going to be with Leah that night, and her mom gave her the eye.

"Just be aware Leah is a lesbian," said her mother. "Not that there is anything wrong with that. In fact, it is great. But it is different. I know that is the lifestyle of choice for many girls: women loving women. And some of them are aggressive recruiters for their cause. Just be on your toes."

"She's just a friend, mom," said Violet. "It turns out that she's going to Carver now. We met at Paige's sleepover last night and I think she's really nice."

"OK, we'll be back quite late tonight," said her mother. "I assume you'll work on your homework before you go over. If for some reason you have to come back home, there is always a key in the flowerpot on the deck. Oh, and here is twenty dollars for pizza or whatever. And honey, try not to smoke too much. A little smoking is cool; a lot will eventually do you in."

"I knew you'd find out, and I can't believe you're cool with it. I love you mom," said Violet. She moved in for a hug.

"I'm cool with a lot of things," said Kathy.

"I feel really loved," said Violet, her face really close to Kathy's.

You're the best, honey," said her mother. "I love you too. I will always love you, no matter what." She kissed her daughter on the lips. "Be good and have a great time."

*****

Violet finished her homework and went to her bedroom to take a nap. Before she fell asleep, she said, "Leah, oh Leah. Fuck me baby. I'm yours."

And she was dreaming of being in bed with her friend, and her friends strapon getting the business over with. She was so excited that she had the rest of her lesbian life in front of her.

*****

She walked to Leah's house with her backpack and stood on their front porch. She was so excited she forgot to knock. Leah saw her standing there and opened the door, laughing.

"Yes?" said Leah.

"Oh, I forgot to knock," said Violet. "Does that hot babe Leah live here?"

"Yep, you've got the right place," said Leah. "C'mon in you."

"Let's go out to the deck and chill for a while," said Leah. "We have the place to ourselves. My older sister is with her girlfriend this weekend."

Leah pulled out her own Newport Longs and lit up. She looked at Violet, and Violet nodded "yes." She handed Violet the box while she lit up. Blowing out the smoke she handed the lighter to Violet.

Violet was getting much handier with the whole thing: she lit the end of the cigarette so smoothly now. She handed the box and the lighter back to Leah. Violet took a deep drag, held it in, and blew out. She then breathed a deep sigh and relaxed into the chair.

"I know you must be nervous about the virginity thing," said Leah. "Let me tell you that my sister took mine, and I've taken the virginity of three girls. There is really nothing to it, but love. The pain is not that big a deal; it's sharp, and then it goes away. Kind of a light throbbing for a few hours."

"I want to do it after we have our cigarettes," said Violet. "To get it over with. OK?"

"That sounds lovely," said Leah. "You know your mom saw me kissing a girl from St. Peter's. The two of us were walking into Publix and your mom was walking out. She just stood there and stared at us."

"Ahh, now it makes sense," said Violet. "She said something about lesbians when I told her I was coming over tonight. But then she kissed me on the lips and said she would always love me, no matter what."

"That's funny," said Leah. "I thought it was an 'I'm jealous' look. Maybe your mom is coming over to our side. You never know. For sure she sounds like a great mom."

"Yeah, 100%. And the kiss today, on the lips," said Violet. "Other than you, no one has done that to me before."

"Well, give her some time," said Leah. "Twenty years in a relationship with a man is not something that you can walk away from overnight. Normally, that is."

By this time both girls were quite relaxed, and had their feet, sockless and shoeless, resting on each other's crotch. They were soaking up the sun and anticipating what they were entering into. After a couple of minutes Leah stood up and took Violet's hand.

"Shall we, my love?" said Leah.

"Fuck yes," said Violet.

Violet put out her cigarette after one last deep draw and blew out the smoke. She got up and kissed Leah without even thinking about it and hugged Leah tightly before she them to her bedroom.

Leah had not seen Violet naked before, but she saw enough of her outline to know she was a gurl she would love. Together they got undressed, and Leah said,

"Shit Violet, where have you been hiding? You are immaculate, baby gurl."

"Look who's talking," said Violet. "God, you are a bangin' babe yourself."

Violet bounced to the bed and got in the middle. She took a second to pull down the sheets, and she laid there, playing with her pussy.

Leah pulled the strapon from somewhere and started putting it on. The strap had a lengthy dildo, with pride colors and a simple rounded head. She tucked in the loose straps and put some lube on the dildo, slowly. Then she got on the bed and kneeled astride Violet, kissing her pussy, and saying,

"What a pretty pussy. And all shaved too. And a big one, and big clit too. Ooh, I am going to love love love this!"

Leah then put some additional lube, very neatly, on (and in) Violet's cunt. Violet mewled, like an infant, her hips gyrating, her hands gathering the bed sheets.

"Looks like someone's ready," said Leah. "Again, I will start nice and slow to make sure you're adjusting to the dildo. And then, and then I will look in your eyes for an instant and take your virginity. Then you will never have any more concern about the girls you want to fuck, or when they want to fuck you. Or heaven forbid, a guy wanting to take your precious virginity."

Leah lined up the head of the strapon with Violet's hole. She noted that it was very wet. She moved forward a little, and the dildo entered Violet's cunt. About an inch was in. She took it out and spoke tenderly to Violet.

"You're so wet, baby," said Leah. "This is going to be really easy."

Leah adjusted both sides of the strapon harness and entered Violet again. Again, stopping at an inch or so, she looked Violet in the eyes and saw not a bit of fear. She then pushed farther in, then farther, finally feeling resistance. She pulled out and plunged toward the bottom of the birth canal, letting out a huge grunt as she did. Leah looked down and she saw that the strapon was completely buried in Violet's cunt.

Violet's eyes were wide open, and she cried out,

"God, take it out, god it hurts it hurts."

Leah spoke to her, lovingly,

"Oh, baby gurl, you did it," said Leah. "Your home free my darling, a woman."

She did NOT take it out, but kept it still, waiting for Violet to come around. Violet surprised her by reaching up for her head and kissing her warmly on the lips. She was balling, but it was more from the shock of the hymen being broken than the actual pain.

"Everyone is different," thought Leah. "She's strong. I love this, this amazing act."

The two kissed over and over, until Violet dropped to the bed with a "phew." She laid still for about ten seconds, then, in an instant, she was transformed into a lesbian whore, her hips bucking, pulling the pride dildo again and again into her.

"Whoa, that's my girl," said Leah. "Let's fuck like good lesbians."

Leah's face was relaxed but had a lascivious smile. She knew she did good, and she was damn proud of the result. Her friend and lover, now a complete lesbian gurlfriend.

Violet continued to buck up, but now Leah followed her lead. The slapping of the crotches, meeting halfway, was glorious. They fit together so well. Ninth graders, both basketball stars, both horny as hell. And they both had big girl pussies: really large clits and puffy lips.

"SishPoww, SishPoww, SishPoww," rang out, over and over. Both girls were gold star lesbians, and both could not be prouder; men and boys, who needs them. I have what I need right here. Both loved to fuck and to hear this sound, "SishPoww, SishPoww."

Violet was inspired to get on all fours and try doggy style. Leah had experience with that and welcomed the change, entering Violet easily from behind. Her first stroke was a deep one, and Violet was very appreciative. The pain was fading, now just a throb somewhere "down there."

"Oh my god, Leah, it's just as good," said Violet. "Unhhh, unhhh, unhhh Violet grunted approval."

"Attagurl, just keep taking it," said Leah. "That's it, take it, take my cock my lesbian bitch."

"Fuck girl, you're hitting spots that I didn't know existed," said Violet. "Unhhh, Unhhh, Unhhh she cried out, louder."

Violet was the first to cum. She said,

"Oh, there's the tingle. I'm cumming, I'm cumming. Please don't stop, don't you ever... Ahhh, Ahhh, Ahhh."

Keep it cumming, keep it cumming for me baby girl," said Leah.

"Ohh, ahh, ahh," said Violet.

"Yeah, me too," said Leah. "Fuck yeah baby, I'm right there with you. Ahhh."

Violet thrashed the bed, her hands grasping the sheets, her feet making circles. Then, she passed out. Everything she experienced with Leah hit a crescendo right then and she was out for thirty seconds.

Leah came too and fell on top of Violet.

"Baby, you're a keeper," said Leah. She fell asleep after that.

*****

While Leah went off to the bathroom to take a tinkle Violet's phone rang. It was her mom.

"Hello," she said sheepishly. Kathy knew she was in Leah's bed by her manner of answering.

"My dearest Violet, my love, how was it?" her mother asked. "Was she kind and gentle with you?"

"Yes," said Violet. "But how did you know?"

"Some mothers know these things," said Kathy. "I have been watching you grow as a woman, daughter of mine."

"She was so loving and so...beautiful," said Violet. "And she really knew what she was doing." At that moment, the full impact of what they'd done together hit her, and she cried.

"Oh mom, I did it," sobbed Violet. "I'm a lesbian. I'm a woman."

"Let it go, Violet," said Kathy. "Oh, my baby girl, I am so proud of you. Just let it go. That's it. You have no idea how much this means to me. I want to hear all about it when you're ready to share. My baby girl, a lesbian like me."

"What, a lesbian like you?" asked Violet. The big reveal shocked her out of crying. "God mom, I had no idea. How long? Do you have a girlfriend?"

"For several years, kind of on the downlow. And, there is no one steady, to answer your questions. We'll talk about it later honey," said Kathy. "It's your time now. But, yes, like me. I came out to your dad today and it went OK. I've eyes only for women now, young and old, like me. We'll have more, so much more to talk about."

"Shut up, you're not old. This means everything to me," said Violet. "God, I can't wait to hear."

They had a little more conversation, then Kathy hung up, kissing her daughter over the phone, telling her how much she loved her before she dropped off. Violet was over the moon.

"My mom knows," said Violet, as Leah entered the bedroom. "She just called me, to check in. How does she know? I cannot believe it. She was so nice. And, get this, she is a lesbian too, and came out to my dad today!"

"She gets it," said Leah. "There are some mothers, mine included, that just understand it. But, wow, she came out to you? What a glorious fucking day!"

"Oh wow, just oh wow," said Violet. "Maybe good things come in twos."

"Now where were we," said Leah. "What are you up for? You want to to fuck me with the strap now, or take a break?"

"Let's please take a break," said Violet.

*****

It was only 7:00 pm on a Saturday when our girl Violet lost her virginity. After their brief nap she was in a buoyant and playful mood, and she could have cared less about the rest of the evening. You want me to fuck you, fine. You want to get drunk, cool.

Leah wanted to be fucked, and Violet, an absolute beginner, acquiesced.

"Fuck," she thought. "Can it me any harder than what I've been through today? Just stick it in and fuck her. Obviously, it's not that easy. But I can do this."

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