Date: Sat, 25 Oct 2008 16:37:57 +1100
From: Janet Pitman <pitman.janet@gmail.com>
Subject: Alisha and Janet

This is another true story from when I lived in Andover, Hampshire, England,
back in the 1960's.

Working as an 19 year-old cadet journalist on the local newspaper, "The
Andover Advertiser", gave me lots of opportunities to get to know the people
who worked in the shops around the town. In a flower shop, four young women
worked and I fancied them all, but especially Alisha, who was the same age
as me. One day in casual conversation with one of the other girls in the
shop, I found out that Alisha didn't have a boy-friend "because she's a
lesbian." That fact made me really interested. From there on I went out of
my way to befriend Alisha. Sitting having a coffee with her during one of
our lunch breaks, I told Alisha that I was lesbian and acted like I didn't
know when she admitted to me that she was also, "but I don't get much
opportunity to have sex with anyone in a town this size, if you know what I
mean." I sure did. Most of the girls were chasing after the boys of our
local rock group who were on the way up to the top - The Troggs (remember
"Wild Thing"?).

Well, to cut a long story short, Alisha and I madea date to go to the movies
later that week. Alisha still lived at home with her parents. Her dad was a
local bus driver. And I lived with my widowed mother. So there wasn't much
opportunity to use one another's homes to meet.

On the Satirday night we met and went to see some movie (forgotten now which
one - not that it really had our attention). We managed to get two seats in
the back row, down the end. The cinema was half empty anyway. So once the
lights went down we were able to hold hands and then start stroking one
another's thighs. We were both wearing mini skirts, I recall with shirts and
cardigans. I only had on a pair of cotton panties under my skirt. Alisha, I
quickly found out was wearing much the same! We turned and kissed one
another. Oh, god, there is nothing like that first kiss, and the
intermingling of tongues and lips. But we were a bit cautious in case
someone noticed us, even in the darkened cinema. Soon we slid our hands
underneath one another's shirts from the belly up and caressed one another
breasts both over and under the bra's we were both wearing. Alisha had
smaller breasts than mine but lovely hard nipples. We let our hands wander
up our bare legs to the crutch of our very wet panties, rubbing one
another's pussy's gently and even slipping a finger under the eleastic panty
edge to feel each other's slit and pubic hair. But we were a bit tense and
kept looking around in case we were noticed.

Halfway throught he movie, i said to Alisha, "Do you wanna go? We can find
someone more private?" She smiled and nodded. We got up from our seats,
pulling our skirts back down, because in those days, they hardly covered our
bottoms anyway! We left the film and headed off to the local park, called
"The Rec" by all the locals. No one around. We stood by the children's
rocking horse and I leaned Alisha back on it. She was still standing and I
put my hand up her mini skirt and rubbed her pussy over her panties. Alisha
lifted her skirt, pulled down her panties to her knees, and said, "There.
That makes it easier." I was in heaven, sliding my fingers into her pussy
which was soaking and felt so beautiful. With my other hand I circled her
waist and felt her bare bottom. I have a real thing about bare bottoms. I
had one hand sliding up and down her bottom crack and the fingers of the
other pumping in and out of her dripping pussy. Alisha hung on to my waist.
I could feel her hands going under my skirt at the back, lifting it and then
her hands pulling my panties down to expose my bare bottom to her hands. She
slid one hand between my legs from the back, just managing to get her
fingers into contact with my wet pussy and probing it's hole.

We kissed passionately, and were both panting with lust. Soon Alisha panted,
"I'm coming! Push your finger into my bum hole and pump my pussy really
fast." I slid my finger down her crack and into her anus and with my other
hand I pounded away fast. Alisha went over the top! She went really crimson
in colour and squeezed her legs against my inserted fingers of her pussy.
"Stop! Stop!" I can't take any more!"

I reluctantly withdrew my hands. "Let me do that to you'" said Alisha. We
turned around. I leaned against the rocking horse and I pulled my panties
down the rest of the way to my ankles. Alisha lifted my skirt and peered at
what she could see of my pussy in the dark. "I love looking," she said.
"We'll have to do this again in a bedroom, so we can look at each other
properly and lick one another too." I couln't answer, accept to nod, because
by then Alisha had her fingers up my pussy and she was feeling for my anus
with her other hand. Very soon I was going over the edge too, as she pumped
away.

After we pulled up our panties, we stood kissing and hugging for ages and
touching up each other's breasts under our shirts.

Unfortunately, time had gone on and we both needed to get home. I had an
early start the next day and Alisha knew her Dad would be wondering why she
wasn't home soon after the movie finished.

I'll tell you about the time soon after that night when we did both get
naked and have a whole weekend together, in my next story.

Love to all you lesbians out there.

Janet Pitman xoxo