Zoey and Emma Chapter 3

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.

Zoey and Emma -3-

Zoey moved into Helen and Gigi's spare bedroom. They were glad to have her, and that was fine for her as she was done with the dorm. When Emma left, they let her out of her lease, and she was gone by December 31. She got to do her favorite Gigi whenever Helen wasn't around, and sometimes when she was.

It was now February and Emma had been in Ann Arbor, MI for six weeks. She settled into the sizable apartment that Maddie had, and the sisters made love often. The spare bedroom now had the bolts in the ceiling, and they would get great use out of the sex swing. One thing was for sure, pretty much only dykes were allowed on the swing. Baby dykes were intimidated by the contraption or simply didn't know how to use it.

Emma had come to realize full expression of her lesbian personhood. She chose what clothes to wear (flirty young look), what makeup (a little, especially deep red lipstick), what girls to date (college girls who were out and proud). She "judged" every girl by her looks and by her character, not by "femme" or "butch." She dated some girls who identified as "butch" and "soft butch" and loved the sex and laughed at the labels.

She and Maddie decided on an open relationship, but they had to agree on who was going to share their bed. One thing was for sure: Ann Arbor was a happening lesbian haven. She could have a date any night of the week, fifty-two weeks a year.

Emma began to grow out her armpit hair. She was hairy, and she gloried in the satisfaction of being a lesbian insider. Maddie followed suit, and when summer came and the girls began to wear dresses and skirts, they found that the hair made them louder and prouder. For most college age womyn, it is a right of passage to be with a gurl who has an armpit full of hair. At least you can be pretty sure what team she's on.

She was fully alive with the sex that she and Maddie shared, and they hooked up at least twice a week. It was a new day for her, and she got dressed and had breakfast by seven a.m. consistently. All her classes were after 11 a.m. so she was able to get vast amounts of studying done in the morning when most college kids were still asleep. She changed her major to English and vowed she would read 90% of the classics like War and Peace by the time she graduated.

*****

There was one very cute femme who Maddie was attracted to in her Art and Literature class. On a warm day in Spring the beautiful blonde raised her hand in class, and lo and behold, she was hairy: the light brown hairs of her arm pit made a statement about who she was and what she believed. Emma had a huge tingle in her groin, and knew she was going to make love to the goddess. That day she waited behind in the classroom as the gurl had to talk to the professor briefly. She was surprised when she turned around and saw Emma waiting for her. Emma asked her to coffee and the two were soon gabbing away. Her friend was named Miriam, and she had to admit that she was hot.

"Well, I'm lesbian, and live with my sister on Packard St.," said Emma. "How about you?"

"Oh thanks, I am too," Miriam said, "I've been out for six years, and it keeps getting better. I live alone, just off Main Street. You want to come to my place? I've got a cat and quite a collection of original lesbian art. My mother is rich and I'm her only child. She gifted the paintings to me over the last few years."

"I love the way you are so out there, so confident," said Emma. "Almost unconsciously so; it's so natural. And yes, I'd love to come to your place."

The two baes were soon headed south on Main St. Miriam told of her rape in high school as they approached her home. She obviously hated men, but she was philosophical about it. "Hey, they drove me to the martial arts, where I got a black belt in Taekwondo and Karate. The next mouth breather who messes with me is going down," she laughed. Emma couldn't wait to get such a strong girl out of her clothes.

When they reached Miriam's house they turned and kissed. There was an urgency and energy that spoke to the mutual attraction. "What a great kisser she is. And these tits..." thought Emma. The two were carried away in their lesbian lust. The kisses were all over the face and body, kissing like the world was going to end. Once they reached Miriam's bed, they settled down a bit, and Emma took time to consider her lover. She was 5' 10" and hard as a rock! She felt very safe in her arms.

Their aromas quickly filled the relatively small space and fueled their desire. They undressed each other, laughing as they did. Miriam was wearing a dress, and Emma had to get to the back of it to unbutton. She stopped as she stared at her lovely back (no bra). "Mmmmm, I've never taken the time to consider the back of a woman."

"Have a look, but don't take too long he he," laughed Miriam.

"You have quite the back side," Ms. Appleby. "Of course, your ass is exquisite, but your back is just divine. Your back just ripples with muscle." She kissed it here and there, and then lowered her head to her ass, which she kissed and licked, spreading her cheeks to get a lick of her asshole. She loved it. God, she loved seducing a new girl. She spent of few minutes sampling her lover, licking and nipping and even getting her asshole nice and wet.

She turned Miriam around and saw two big D-Cups and a six-pack staring her in the face. "Oh my god, look at these girls. Fabulous. They need a squeeze." She squeezed them and then ministered to them with her big hungry lips. "And your abs− there to die for!" Emma was so turned on by her new lover.

"My mom is big," Miriam said. "I got them from her. You can play rough with them." Emma responded to that invitation with some slapping and pinching. She invited Miriam to do the same to her.

"The six-pack I had to earn," said Miriam. "And I love the compliments, my dear Emma."

They were both 5' 10" tall and could have been models in another life. And both were gold star lesbians; Miriam didn't count the rape. Three months later she had an abortion and she said it was truly a religious experience. The doctors and nurses with their gowns-vestments. She volunteered at Planned Parenthood where she met some truly fabulous hetero women. She bedded some of them and counted among her friends now that they're on her side.

And they didn't miss the boys at all. They thought about them, rarely, if ever. They had great lives living in the world of women only. They felt sorry for the women who were stuck in the hetero world.

"Let's get you out of this stuff," said Miriam. When she removed the bra, she was blown away. "Just look at them; they don't need a bra, honey. These soldiers stand at attention." She was nipping them here and there, paying special attention to Emma's nipples (and her big brown aureole). "Oh my, you've never had a child. I've never seen such a luscious aureole on a single womyn. Hmmmmm. Thsluuurpp."

They got fully undressed and hopped into bed. Emma went right for the armpits with her long tongue and her nose. She tasted them and smelled their aroma, and it was so good. She offered her pits to Miriam who sampled them with relish. One other scent was over-powering too: the smell of the two womyn's arousal. Emma was afraid she may pass out from the sensory overload. She was glad neither of them had any scent on that afternoon.

The two frisky girls took turns eating one another. It was an urgent fuck and they both came quickly. After a potty break, in which they sat on the toilet seat and sprayed their lover with the golden stream (and their lover drank it all down), they returned for a much more leisurely afternoon of cunnilingus and coitus.

Miriam's shaven cunt was magical too, and Emma had her cumming straight away. With two fingers in her slit, she was dancing all over Miriam's big clit with her magic tongue, teeth, and lips. Miriam was obviously a lesbian star, a dyke who knew what she loved and sensed her lover's affections. After Miriam had been mewling for a while she said,

"Please darling, my clit is calling you. Do you hear it?"

Emma had been focused on licking her ass and cunt and when she looked up, she saw Miriam's that big clit seemed even bigger, and the little man had grown and was extending from the hood. She quickly started to lave the head of her clit with her tongue and Miriam immediately started cumming again. She sucked and licked it as Miriam rode the big o to completion.

"Oh, that's it, right there, just like that," she mewled. "Oh, I'm cumming, yes I'm cumming Emma. Please don't stop licking my clit."

All her molecules were straining for release, release from the ultimate pleasure created by her and Emma. No wonder there is a phenomenon known as the "U-Haul Lesbians." Once a girl finds the woman with the magic touch, she doesn't want to let her out of her sight.

The transformation of the personality was complete. "Unnhhhh, Unnhhhh, Pshaannhhhh," Miriam cried at last. And then there was silence. It was a completely satisfying way to spend an afternoon.

Miriam gazed at Emma in the afterglow, smiling. "Where did you come from my darling. Were you some kind of wood nymph dropped from the sky to minister to me?"

Although Emma she was tempted to take the bait, she simply said, "No Miriam, I'm just simply a bad girl who knows what I like, who knows that all women deserve to cum, who deserve to be loved as they would love."

"Mmmm, come here and tell me what you want," said Miriam. She was kissing her with little busses all over her face and body, slowly. Anything my dear. I will give you anything I can−just say the words."

Emma mounted her cowgirl and soon Miriam was looking at her wondrously leaking crotch. She knew what to do, and Emma began mewling as Miriam's tongue fished in her lake. Emma grabbed the bed's headboard and hung on.

Round and around her tongue lapped, cleaning out her cunt of leftover nectar and starting her flowing again. She sucked her pussy, her big clit, already being rewarded with the head of it sticking out. "Aahhhh, she's just the perfect girl: big cunt, bigger clit," Miriam thought. She was shaking her head side-to-side as she ate ravenously. Emma was getting off, just watching her movements.

"Just like that you dyke," said Emma. "Right there, do that honey. You're so good Miriam."

Miriam took one long lick of her sex from her ass to the hood of her clit. Emma jumped a little when her tongue probed her honeyed ass in search of yet more orgasmic fluids. Her cunt was mysteriously complex, and her tongue was soon lost in its folds. She moved as if she was washing her and swallowing all that she could. Emma came quietly yet powerfully.

"Unnhhh, unhhhh," Emma said. "My god, I'm cumming. Fuck me dear, fuck me. Aahhhh, Aahhhh." She was rocking on Miriam's face, giving her the best of her cunt. To Miriam it was all one big swampy gash from her ass to the ridge of her clit. She swallowed as much as she could, but half of her cum rolled off her face to the bed. She didn't need to squirt. There was so much cum.

Emma rolled off her and got into a fetal position. Miriam spooned her from behind and asked her, "Did you cum darling?" Miriam knew it was a dumb question, but she craved a little praise about her lovemaking skills.

The girl laughed quietly, "I haven't cum like that ever." Miriam didn't give a response: she was thanking the stars for bringing her this angel.

Emma mewled, "Oh Miriam, I want you to fuck me in my pussy and in my ass. You've got an eight or nine-inch strapon I believe."

"Wait here," said Miriam. "Do you want anything while I'm up?"

"Just a glass of water, thanks," said Emma.

She returned to the bed, bringing the water and a nine-inch black dildo sticking out of the hole of her black strapon briefs. It looked intimidating for sure, yet Emma loved the look.

"Isn't strapon sex great. So much better than any man," said Emma.

"I hear you, baby doll." said Miriam. "Although I only go by what I read, and what I read isn't kind to the male sex."

She was adjusting the strap as Emma recovered and finished her water.

"Now my love, get it the middle of the bed for me," said Miriam. She had a bottle of lube, and she drew a bead across the stiff dildo. As she rubbed it in, she sang "Suck this pussy just like you should, my neck, my back, lick my pussy and my crack" by Khia. How does a refined, sophisticated girl get down with such a thug song? How does she not.

"Ok, let's do this thing," Miriam said. She rubbed the smooth head of the dildo down Emma's slit, still chanting "my neck, my back, lick my pussy and my crack."

She inched in and then she plunged in. The fucking took Emma's breath away, but soon she was meeting everyone of Miriam's thrusts. Emma felt very close to her, saying, "I love you Miriam, I really do." Miriam leaned forward and kissed her with a full mouth kiss with plenty of tongue.

As Miriam was taking long strokes inside of her, she said, "Oh, darling woman, that is music to my ears," said Miriam without hesitation. "I love you too. I could spend the rest of my life with you, sweetie."

After all the fucking swearing Emma came and this time, she squirted all over Miriam's groin, dripping down onto the bed, some of it making it to the floor. Emma wasn't done. She quickly got onto her knees and said to Miriam,

"'My pussy and my crack', please," she said. They laughed at that one for sure and proceeded to get down to business.

*****

Miriam got a call from her mother, Claire Appleby, asking for a favor. She hoped she could find a way to host her best friend's daughters for a long weekend.

The eldest was a charming young lady who was a junior in high school. Her her name is Darla, and she would like to go to college in Ann Arbor and go to art school. She was a very cool chick, and she was very gay.

Her sister Brittany was a freshman at the same high school. Brit was gay, and still a virgin. Hurray for Gay. She and Emma would love to bring forth Brittany's sexual blossoming. Her mother advised Miriam to go slow; the deflowering would have to be her idea.

"But she really wants to lose virgin status, so it should work out nicely," Claire said. Her mother was gay and had helped many girls out of their virginity over the years, including Miriam. She spoke matter-of-factly to Miriam, although her husky voice was tinged with the lascivious carnality of a dyke. She laughed easily.

"Just do what I would do," said Claire. "Their mothers introduced them to me at the Mother Daughter Society. They're really special girls and want to please and be pleased."

"Ah yes, of course," said Miriam. "Ah, the Society. Say no more−we've got this mother." Her face flushed; her pussy tingled.

Claire Appleby took Miriam's virginity several years ago and it was just like her abortion−a religious experience, one that she would relish for the rest of her life. They were of the same mind when it came to how to get the younger girls and guide them to paradise.

The plan was simple, and the girls were easy. Miriam would pick them up at the train station on the following Thursday afternoon and just love them, service them for four days.

Miriam said to her mom, "I can't think of a better host for them than yours truly. I think we'll throw a little Tea Party the night they arrive, and they'll love it." Emma would be her partner in the crime, but a crime that the pussies of Brit and Darla longed for.

"Have no worries, Mother," said Miriam. "We'll take care of them and deliver them safe and sound to you."

The two were from the Cherry Hill, PA area and had two female doctors for mothers. Their home was very liberal, and their parents steered them toward lesbianism from an early age. Darla had big beautiful brown hair and big bright eyes. Her tall svelte build sported a pair of firm C cups. She was seventeen, and Brittany was fourteen. Brit was a brunette also and had the same big hair and big bright eyes, albeit on a figure that was adorably lanky. She had breasts that were really starting to grow, currently a B cup. The girls were young femmes and would fit right in.

Emma and Miriam enjoyed planning the Tea Party for the girls. They spent a half hour on Amazon and Target's web sites and got what they needed for the party. They also picked up a couple of sex toys including a seven-inch smooth purple dildo for Brittany's deflowering.

They bought colorful streamers, paper plates and napkins with lesbian sayings and pics younger girls. They also got little blonde dolls from Target that came with miniature backpacks and schoolbooks. She was dressed in a plaid skirt and white button-down shirt (a Catholic school girl?). The doll's name was Hally and it was just perfect and everyone got the same thing. The doll was very cute, but Emma said she looked kind of dykish and they got a laugh out of that. Miriam said, "so much the better. Maybe she has some hidden hair in her armpits as an option, he he."

They also got four small plastic platforms that they could set the dolls on. They made slogans for all four girls: "You go gurl," "Take no prisoners," "Girls just wanna have fun," and "Born to lead." They would let the youngsters choose the mottoes first and they would sign "Miriam" and "Emma" to each of them. Then one of them would tape them to the platform. Before they left for the train station to get the girl's they took a final look at the Tea Party setup, and they were thrilled.

As it turned out, the party was a real hit for Darla and Brittany too. Just spending time with the older Lesbians really meant a lot to the girls, especially Darla. She loved Miriam, but she was really really drawn to Emma. She and Emma kissed on the lips right in front of everyone and Darla even copped a feel on Emma's right breast. Oh my!

Brittany intercepted Miriam in the kitchen.

"You probably know by now that I, well, I'm still a virgin," said Brit. "Can we take care of that today?"

"Why of course!" said Miriam. "Would you want me or Emma to fuck you?"

"Oh please, will you, do me?" said Brittany.

"I would be honored," said Miriam.

It was the first Tea Party for Brittany, Darla having already been to several. Miriam put an Aleve pill by her party setting. She recommended that she take it as soon as they sat down so that it would already be working when they adjourned to the bedroom. That the older girls looked out for all these details was really inspiring to their "understudies," who would pass them on to the next generation of dykes. Brittany asked if she could take the decorations, which she absolutely adored, back to Philly with her. She wanted to have a Tea Party soon after she got back with her girlfriends, and they would have special meaning for her.

Brit also asked for her favorite drink: Neskwik Strawberry milk. She is accustomed to asking everyone for it, and no one having any. She was shocked when Miriam said, "Classic Ok?"

"OMG, you have it?" exclaimed Brit. "Now we know this is going to be a special weekend." Brit couldn't believe her eyes when her sacred yellow and red plastic tub was handed to her. She drank a glass of it, slowly.

"Damn, I wish we had these kinds of parties-in-a-box when we were their age," said Miriam. "It would have made the whole coming out thing a lot easier. No more sneaking around."

"Seriously, the whole thing is so 'effing cute," said Emma.

During the party Darla and Brittany couldn't help themselves. Between their hot dogs the girls were fondling the tits of their older hosts, and their older hosts lets the girls sit on their laps. Darla's hands even strayed to Emma's pussy and massaged her big clit and stroked her pussy. Mmmm.

The girls all pitched in to clean up and went to the bedroom. Brittany was the star of the show, and she was very talkative and energetic. She got naked right away and lay down in the middle of the bed. She had developed a crush on Brittany, and she was touching her early, often, and everywhere that evening. They were alone in the kitchen and the two kissed several times and did the grind. Meanwhile, Darla was head over heels for Emma. She watched everything that Emma did. Emma was a real role model and she had developed a crush on her.

Miriam brought out her black strapon harness shorts and put them on for everyone to see. After inserting the dildo, she did a pirouette when she was ready to go and the girls shouted obscenities at her. She did a little dance for them, imitating some ancient ceremony, winding and swaying to the lesbian tunes playing on her iPad. All eyes were on Miriam.

"Ok, ok," Miriam said. "Let's see if I can perform in it, if I can do the job." This was her first time in since high school that she had fucked a virgin.

Brittany was giddy with excitement, and she stripped for Miriam. "My pussy knows you'll do the job, my love."

Brittany had a good amount of pubic hair which she was quite proud of. She shaped it into a "V," and trimmed down the sides. She had a sizeable pussy and clit with the little shiny helmet already showing. She felt she had done everything with girls, including a "ton of mutual licking." Now was the time!

"This girl was going to grow up to be a real lady killer, my God," thought Miriam. Emma made a lap for Brit's head and was playing with her tits. Darla was beside her, urging her on and kissing her torso and lips.

After lubing up the slender purple dildo and applying a generous amount to Brittany's gash, Miriam talked quietly and lovingly to Brittany. She gave her all manners of assurances about the dildo and fucking. She told her she was already a big girl, and she would be the leader among her girlfriends back home in Philadelphia. She stroked her hair and told her how beautiful she was. Then Miriam lined up the dildo with Brit's pussy and entered her. She would only go one or two inches, still talking softly to Brittany.

She drew almost all the way out and looked Brit in the eyes and smiled. Miriam then told her she loved her, and Brit had a faraway look. Finally, she put all her weight behind the dildo and plunged for the bottom of her birth canal, uttering some gibberish. Brit's loins muffled the sound of course, but Darla and Brittany swore later that they heard the tearing.

Miriam did not move from there for half a minute as Brittany wailed and sobbed and begged her to take it out. She stayed inside her, and Brit quickly came around. The emotional buildup paints a god-awful picture of the deflowering, but it's not as bad our minds conceive it, generally. With the pill and lots of courage she was looking forward to her freedom, not back.

Slowly, Miriam began the penetrative movements that Brittany would come to love, and soon Brit was rising to meet Miriam's thrusts. Soon they started hearing the sounds of bad girls' fucking, Thwacckkkk, thwacckkkk, thwacckkkk, as she pummeled her cunt. "That's a girl. Forget the hymen and embrace the fucking." said Miriam. "Just like that."

"It's so good," said Brit. "Oh fuck it's good." She was crying, not tears of pain and sorrow but of freedom and pleasure."

When Miriam heard the first loud moans of pleasure from Brittany she started to cry with sheer joy. "I love it when a girl embraces who she was meant to be. Oh, my my." Brit was now fully engaged in loving Miriam back. She was a fully passionate bad girl despite her years.

"It wasn't that bad," said Brit. "Can we do it again? I loved the things you said to me. I really did." Emma and Darla mewled while playing with her little titties.

Miriam looked lovingly down upon her. "Ha Ha, you're a tigress for sure my little Brit," she said. "I love you, girlfriend." That put a smile on Brit's face.

Meanwhile, Emma had a strap on and started fucking Darla. Darla gave her virginity at Brittany's age to her best friend, and she absolutely loved penetrative sex.

"C'mon, give it to me Emma," said Darla. "Don't hold back baby."

"Here it comes, girlfriend," said Emma.

"Ughhhh, phfffeewwww," cried Darla. "Now do me you fucking dyke. Do this baby dyke." Soon the bed was creaking loud enough for the neighbors to hear. Then again, the were dykes.

What joy it brought the four womyn. Two lovely dyke bitches doing girls, side by side. Miriam and Emma looked at each other and smiled a smile of deep satisfaction. Brittany and Darla were mewling constantly as the cum was pouring out of their pussies, puddling in their asses, spilling onto the bed sheets. Oh my!

They toured campus and went to several food joints. There was so much to do in Ann Arbor. Darla met with two professors and became comfortable with the Art Department. Everywhere they went together Miriam was holding Brit's hand, followed by Emma and Darla who also held hands. The east coast girls felt right at home on the huge campus.

At the train station on Monday afternoon Miriam pulled a small box from her pocket. When Brittany saw that it was a silver necklace she jumped into Miriam's arms. "I love, love, love you. Kiss kiss kiss." The silver chain was substantial, and the pendant was in solid silver and had, if you looked close enough, two women with their naked bodies intertwined. She would come to Ann Arbor often, and eventually moved there to be close to Miriam and the Strawberry Nesquik.

Emma too had a gift for Darla: a set of jade earrings in a cute teardrop (that really looked like hanging boobs) shape. Darla was floored. She had been complaining about not having any jewelry and Emma found out green was her color.

How did she know? How did she get it so fast? Slow kisses followed, and plenty of tears: she fell in love with Emma in four short days. Darla was coming to Ann Arbor, and she was able to move in with Emma and her sister and skip the dorm.

Emma and Miriam wed two years later and have no plans to move away from Ann Arbor.

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