Date: Fri, 17 Jun 2011 08:45:30 -0800
From: Suzanne Wright <storeegurl@inbox.com>
Subject: Rachel's Revelation (hetero -> lesbian)

This is a fictional story which involves a teen fantasy that becomes
reality but eventually takes a turn in the opposite direction.

There are descriptions of two women engaging in lesbian sex. Also included
are descriptions of sexual activity between a man and a woman.

If this is not appropriate material for you or illegal where you are then
don't read it. The author retains all rights to the story.

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Rachel's Revelation


This begins when I started seventh grade. I thought middle school would be
a big bore since there would be a lot of new kids there from the other
feeder schools. So much for my thoughts.  It definitely was not a bore but
it wasn't because of the kids.

There was a new teacher on the scene.  Well, actually all the teachers were
new to me since I was now in middle school.  I was thirteen and had lots of
hormones racing through me.  I guess that is what caused me to be so
attracted to Mr. Eric Dawson.

He was younger than the rest, very cute with dimples, blue eyes, blond
curly hair, an athletic build and just out of college I later learned.  I
surmised he was probably twenty two or maybe twenty three, which I ignored
because I was smitten, but I knew there was no way he would ever be
interested in me except as a student.

So anyway, I always greeted him with a smile, asked how he was doing along
with giving him my best eye roll when he would speak back while I gave my
long reddish blond hair a flip.  We did become something like friends I
guess but only while at school.

My mind visualized fantasies of us being together so I would go home from
school or following after school activities and masturbate to the vision of
his handsome face and body.  Sometimes twice. I was really crushing on this
guy and I was powerless to get him out of my mind.  Teenage lust I guess.

At the end of seventh grade, I, Rachel Milton, moved on to the upper
echelon of eighth grade.  Over the summer I kept thinking about him and
knew that I wouldn't be in his classes anymore.  But, when school started
again I found that he had been moved to the eighth grade staff and I again
was sitting in his classroom on a daily basis.  Being a year older and
wiser didn't do a thing to quell my desires for Eric Dawson.  My body was
developing, my butt was rounding out a little and my chest was maturing as
it sported small bumps which I hoped would soon become big bumps that I
could call my breasts. I wanted him to notice me and began to conjure up
ways to attract his attention without giving myself away to the others in
my classes.

One day he was on cafeteria duty.  After I had eaten my lunch I walked over
to him.

"Hi, Mr Dawson, how are you?"

"Oh, hi yourself Rachel.  I am fine, how are you?"

"I'm good.  I don't think I have seen you in here this period before."

He laughed and said "No, I avoided it as long as I could but they caught
me."

I laughed along with him and said, "I don't blame you for that. Is it okay
if I ask you a couple of questions?"

"I suppose so."

"Well, I don't know much about you except for the fact that I like being in
your classes and I think you are a good teacher so I was just wondering if
you were originally from here or somewhere else?"

"Thank you, I am glad someone appreciates my efforts," he said with a smile
that sent a shiver through me, "I was born and lived in California until I
went to college at the state university here.  I applied and got the job
last year and I really enjoy it."

"Good.  I am glad you're here.  So, you don't have any family here?"

"Nope, they are all back on the west coast."

"And you're not married then?"

"Oh no, I am not.  Not engaged either.  In fact I don't really even have a
girlfriend."

I think he probably knew from the look on my face how that made me feel.  I
almost felt like he actually wanted to tell me that and I'm sure he read my
relief.

I rolled my eyes and put my hand on his arm saying, "Well, guess I better
get going and let you tend to your duties.  Nice talking to you Mr. Dawson.
See you in class."

"Okay, Rachel, see you then."

As I walked away, I had no idea if he was watching me or not but just in
case he was, I managed to make sure I gave my hips and butt a few twitches
for his enjoyment.

Throughout the school year I continued to make my presence known to him. We
talked now and again and I tried to flirt as much as I felt I could get
away with.  Compliments were delivered to him on many occasions which he
graciously accepted and handed a very few to me as well.  But nothing was
ever said in a sexual manner by either of us and any touching was always
done by me as I responded to a witty remark or something similar.

The school year ended and I was on my way to high school.  I was a bit sad
to be leaving him behind but I knew it had to happen sooner or later.

I survived my freshman year without him and did very well I might add, but
my memories hadn't faded and I wondered many times about calling him to see
how things were going.  I knew I shouldn't. I didn't.

During my sophomore year and the summer before my junior year, he wasn't
gone from my memory bank but a lot of his space there was replaced with a
couple of football players and a guy I met in thespian club. I succumbed to
my sex drive and lost my virginity as a sophomore and enjoyed the activity
with four different guys during that school year and summer break. Often
when I was on a date, I fantasized that it was "Eric" who was with me. I
guess he fell into that category of "unforgettable characters."

When my third year in high school started, I was surprised, shocked and
totally overjoyed to find that Mr. Eric Dawson was a new member of the
teaching staff and would be teaching a class I was taking. I had
butterflies, butterflies and more butterflies at the prospect of seeing him
again on a daily basis. I was ecstatic and would have to get some self
control.

I knew we were both more mature and that I had filled out to (at least so I
had been told) be a "hottie" and had become quite popular around school
with the guys as well as some of the girls. I knew now where my focus would
be whenever I got the chance.

There were eighteen students in the writing class, eleven girls and seven
boys.  On the first day of class he asked each of us to stand and tell our
name and a few words about ourselves.

When it came my turn, I said, "Hi Mr. Dawson.  I am Rachel Milton, majoring
in journalism and I am glad to have the privilege to attend another of your
classes."

"Thank you, Rachel. I remember you from middle school and I am glad to have
the opportunity to work with you again. I hope you enjoy the course."

Over that year, I had many opportunities to talk with him and flirt with
him as much as I dared. Often I dressed for him as I was getting ready in
the morning at home, wondering if he would notice, if he would like the way
I looked.  I loved high school because I was treated more like an adult
than a child and was able to talk with him more often than I did before.
We were friends.  Well, I was sure that is all it was to him, friends and a
student-teacher relationship but I relished every second of our time, no
matter. Another summer arrived and I spent a lot of it hoping to see him
out somewhere, anywhere, where I might strike up a conversation with him.
Never happened.

Entering my senior year, I signed up for another of his classes. Luckily he
was in the English department and since I was a journalism major, I had no
trouble getting into any of his classes.

I was determined that this year was going to be different.  I was seventeen
and would be eighteen just after the second semester started. I had
blossomed.  I knew I was attractive to the guys, what with my 34C breasts,
my long reddish blond hair, my long shapely legs and my five feet eight
inch height. Although I knew he was ten years older, I was just headstrong
enough that I was convinced I should make a move.  I thought on it often
but could never devise a workable plan.

One day not long before the Christmas break, as we sat having a one on one
in the cafeteria, I was just leaning back with my arms folded across my
chest as he was offering some advice on the structure and presentation of
the written word.

I smiled and he stopped talking.  Looking at me with a questioning
expression, I smiled even more.

"Do you find me amusing, Rachel?"

"Actually I do.  I am always amused and glad to be around you Mr. Dawson.
You have been a highlight of my last few years of school."

He didn't say anything but kind of bit the inside of his lower lip.

Leaning closer and using a softer voice I said, "I doubt you have been
aware of this, but I have had a major crush on you since the first time I
ever saw you back in middle school."

He didn't look shocked or stunned as he calmly said after about a half
minute of staring into my gray eyes, "Believe it or not, I did notice your
actions, Rachel. How could I not notice a lovely young girl, such as
yourself, as she made such strong efforts to gain my attention and impress
me. Even during my first year of teaching, I could tell you were making
moves and saying things to get my attention. It was difficult for me to not
respond in any way. I thought maybe you had outgrown that after you got
into high school and you didn't see me for a couple of years.  I assume I
was wrong about that?"

"Yes you are very wrong about that.  I never got over it. My obsession is
still very much alive and I have done my utmost to draw your attention
while avoiding being a stalker."

"As long as we are being open here, I have to tell you that at first I was
flattered from the way you acted around me. Then I realized the dangers to
both of us and I had to force myself to ignore it all and do nothing to
further your attraction to me."

"So you knew all along? You read me that well?" I said with wide eyes and a
big smile.

"Of course. How could I miss it?  But with our age difference and our
teacher student relationship, I had to ensure that I didn't encourage you.
That would have spelled disaster for both ot us .... and still would."

"When did you first realize what I was doing?"

"Pretty much from the beginning but the clincher was that day in the
cafeteria when you asked me about being married.  I knew that was a pointed
question."

Then the bell rang.  Our conversation was over and I had no idea what if
any feelings he had for me as he had been very careful not to enter that
zone. I also knew that we would probably not be involved in this
conversation again.

I continued my flirting ways, friendliness and such.  He didn't seem to act
differently either, so I wondered if maybe there was still a chance for me
to worm my way into his life.  I wasn't going to give up yet.

Shortly after returning from the holiday break, I celebrated my birthday.
I was now eighteen.  I was truly an adult (at least chronologically) and
hoped maybe he would view me in a different light now that I was of legal
age. No such luck. He was still a teacher and I was a student. I understood
but I didn't want that barrier to be there.

Spring break was near and I had no intentions of going out of town to party
or whatever but that week, Dad went to a Shriner's convention and Mom
tagged along.  I was to have a whole week to myself.  Great I thought. Why
can't I spend that week with Eric?

I remembered during one of my conversations with Eric when he had mentioned
that he occasionally went to a club called "The Fountain."

Now that I was eighteen, I could get in.  I couldn't drink any alcohol but
I could get inside, dance and partake of the party atsmosphere.  I decided
that Saturday night I was going there. Maybe he would be there.

So about nine o'clock, dressed quite sensibly in a modest length black
skirt and a light green pullover knit top, I walked into the dimness and
stopped while my eyes adjusted. A bouncer appeared beside me and asked for
my ID.  I proudly handed it to him. He smiled and handed it back then he
stamped the back of my left hand with a bright red ink stamp which would
let the bartenders (and everyone else) know that I was under 21.

"Enjoy yourself but remember, no alcoholic drinks,"

"Thanks, I will remember," I said with a smile.

About thirty seconds later a guy stepped in front of me and said, "I saw
you come in and I haven't seen you here before, would you allow me the
first dance?"

He was probably early twenties, black hair, mustached, slim and just so-so
in the looks department.

"I guess so, .... sure,"

So we danced and got bumped numerous times from the crowd on the floor.

After, he asked if I would like a drink and I told him, "Maybe later .... I
am kinda looking for someone,"

"Really? .... I was hoping I had the inside lane here," he said with a
grin.

"Thanks for the dance though, maybe we will do it again,?"

"Anytime, anytime, .... oh and I am Robbie,"

"Okay Robbie, I'm Rachel, .... have fun,"

I strolled around and didn't see Eric but I wasn't dismayed.  I had the
feeling he was going to show and I was going to approach him.  I danced
with a few other guys and one girl who asked me.  I didn't know if she just
liked to dance or if she was looking for female companionship but I did
enjoy dancing with her and she didn't seem to be coming onto me.

Around ten thirty I meandered by the bar to get a soda and I spotted Eric
on the dance floor with a very lovely woman with darker skin.  He didn't
see me and I kind of shied away and watched.  After the dance, he escorted
her to a table occupied by two other women and then went to the bar. That
became my opportunity to approach him.

I walked up behind him, put my hands on his hips and said, "Hi there
handsome, would you buy a girl a drink?"

Turning to see who it was, he said, "Rachel?  What are you doing here?"

"Truth or fiction?" I asked as I displayed my cutest smile.

"Truth, please,"

"Looking for you," I said as I looked into his blue eyes and cocked an
eyebrow at him.

"Rachel .... that .... could be really dangerous for both of us you know?"

"I know but I just felt compelled .... and here I am."

He said nothing but reached and took hold of my hand.

I nodded toward the table and said, "I saw you dancing with that lovely
young woman.  Is she your girlfriend?"

"Not exactly but she is a close friend.  Would you like to meet her?"

"I'm not sure I should. What if I scratch her eyes out?" I said with a
laugh.

"Please don't do that. You might actually like her," he snickered.

"That's hard for me to imagine ..... but .... alright, introduce us."

He led me to the round table where he sat between me and his dancing
partner. After the introductions, the other two women left to go meet some
friends at another club leaving the three of us, Eric, myself and Dawn
Macken there.

The three of us sat and talked. I could see that Dawn was much lighter
skinned than I had first thought.  I learned that she was one fourth black,
twenty one, lived in the same apartment building as Eric and a student at
State U. They both had mixed drinks while I was limited to soda or whatever
as long as it was alcohol free.

Dawn and I danced together while Eric went to the men's room and then to
the bar for more drinks.

She was definitely sexy, very lovely, intelligent and seemed really
nice. She was a really smooth dancer and I did like her. He was right. We
got tight against each other a couple of times but neither of us seemed to
mind.

It was around midnight as he and I danced a long slow one. My head was on
his shoulder, he held me tight against him as our bodies rubbed together
and I was pretty sure I was feeling the bulge of his manhood against me. I
lightly pressed my lips against his neck and he leaned into my kiss.

With my mouth by his ear, I whispered, "I was hoping I would find you here
alone, Eric. I'm not dreaming am I?"

"No, you're not but ....even if I was alone tonight, we couldn't leave
together. Someone might see us."

"That's probably true too and I hadn't thought that far ahead. But I did
find you. Got you to dance with me and hold me in your arms.  So the
evening isn't a total loss and it may be a beginning."

"You really came here just to find me?  you are serious?"

"Cross my heart and hope to turn to dust if it ain't so," I quipped in my
best southern drawl.

"I've had my eyes on you for a long time too you know?  Do you realize what
you're doing?  What you are asking of me and what it may lead to?" he said.

"I'm a big girl Eric.  I know stuff.  I came here to find you .... hoping
to leave with you .... I have the whole week free ... and .... I'm not a
virgin .... I'm on the pill .... and I want you .... I want you tonight. "

He headed off the floor with me in tow.  Back at the table Dawn was
watching us with a furrowed brow since she had no idea what was going on.
Actually I didn't either but I was waiting.

He motioned for the three of us to lean over the table so we could talk
over the noise. He quickly explained our relationship to Dawn.  She
listened intently and nodded in understanding. When he mentioned that I
wanted to go home with him she turned to look at him then at me.

Dawn shrugged and said, "So why don't you take her with you?'

"I can't risk being seen leaving a place like this with a student of mine.
My career would be mud."

She turned to Eric, pulled his head to hers and whispered in his ear.  He
whispered back to her and she returned to whisper again to him.

Feeling left out, I excused myself and went to the women's room.  When I
returned all the whispering was appartently over. Dawn stood, then leaned
down and kissed Eric.

Then she took my hand and said "Let's go dance this one,"

As we slow danced, she told me that when we returned to the table that Eric
would be gone. She and I were going to leave together and go to her
apartment. They knew from earlier conversation that I had driven myself to
the club while she and Eric had ridden together, so we would take my car.

"Just you and me? What happens then?" I stupidly asked.

"I'm the go between, Honey, I'm the pimp. The rest is up to you .... and
Eric."

Oh my god.  This was it.  She was going to take me home with her and Eric
was going to come there for me. I felt an intense surge of heat engulf my
body and then I shivered.  Dawn snickered as she felt it too.

As she drove my car to the apartment, she asked me lots of questions in a
short time.  Was I a virgin? No. Had I ever been with an older man? No.

Then she asked, "Have you ever been with or had the desire to be with
another woman?"

"No, .... I never .... why would I?"

"I would question back to you .... why not?"

After a short silence I said, "I guess my last answer isn't exactly
correct, Dawn. I have actually been kissed .... well shared a kiss I should
say, with a couple of girls. I suppose it is just a natural curiosity
.... I have wondered about the attraction between two women and what it
might be like.  Have you?"

"I think I will wait a while before I answer that one. I think you and I
just may become good friends through Eric. You are very pretty, intelligent
and .... I like you."

"I like you too, Dawn,"

I sat quietly as she drove, made a couple of short turns and then she said
"We're here, are you sure about this?"

"Never more sure of anything in my short life.  But I can also say that I
am apprehensive, maybe even a little scared but I feel comfortable with
you.  Does that make any sense?"

"Let's go in. I know you couldn't drink at the club but you can have
anything you want at my place."

"ANYTHING?"  I said with a laugh.

She just shook her head at my enthusiasm as we walked up the steps to her
second floor apartment.

Once inside, she directed me to the sofa, turned on the TV and asked "What
would you like to drink?"

"I don't really know.  I am not much of a drinker but I have had vodka a
few times."

"Great, how about some vodka and water with a bit of lemon?"

"That sounds good, I'll try it."

The first sip seemed a bit strong but I allowed it was because I didn't
drink much and after that first bit it seemed fine.

As Dawn sat beside me, her short dress pulled up and bared her legs almost
up to her panties.  I had been so preoccupied with Eric before that I
hadn't really noticed much about her.  Her bare legs were light brown, so
smooth that they seemed to shine and the bottom hem of her dress was very
revealing to say the least. Her shapely legs intrigued me.

We talked small talk and when I realized my glass was empty, she politely
took it from me and refilled it without even asking.  After she handed it
back to me she sat down again but much closer than before.

"You really are lovely, Rachel. I can see why Eric is attracted to you."

"Well, I think you are gorgeous, Dawn.  Have you done any modeling?"

"Some, but nothing big.  Just small stuff at some of the local stores."

I sat quietly, sipped my drink and could feel a slight effect from the
booze but not much.

"Rachel, I know I shouldn't but .... you have such tantalizing lips .... I
would love to kiss you .... may I?"

"Huh?  I don't know .... been a while since I kissed another girl .... you
really want to kiss me?"

"I do, .... very much so.  Before Eric gets here and takes over.  May I?"

"I guess so .... why not?"

She moved over to me, turned my head with her hand on my chin and placed
her lips to mine. It was a soft, lingering kiss and I could taste her lip
gloss. She pulled back and just looked into my eyes.

"Was that so bad?" she asked, her voice almost a whisper.

"Not at all.  You are a good kisser.  I liked it."

At that moment she leaned in again and our lips met.  My arm went around
her shoulders and I pulled her against me. Her body against mine pushed me
onto my back and she was partially lying on top of me.  Our tongues met and
we were into a very wet, erotic kiss which persisted for what seemed like
several minutes.

Then came a knock on the door.

"Eric," she whispered, "maybe we can try this again sometime .... just the
two of us?"

"I'm sure I would like that," I answered.

She opened the door and there stood Eric, dressed in a pair of shorts, a
polo shirt and flip flops.

He came in, leaned over and kissed me, headed to the kitchen area to fix
himself a drink and kissed Dawn when he came back to sit between us.

After a few short bits of small talk Dawn got up and said she was going for
a soak in the tub and then a shower, leaving Eric and I alone.

"Do you want another drink Rachel?" he asked.

"Not right now, I haven't finished this one."

"Is that your first?"

"Second," I replied.

He took it from my hand, put it on the table and turned to me. He put both
hands on my jawbones and pulled our faces together.  When our lips met I
felt I had been struck by lightning. I didn't want him to have to fight for
anything with me.  I opened for his tongue and it filled my mouth. I pushed
it back and he allowed mine to enter his warm mouth.  We tongue fought for
quite a while, during which time his hand found my breast.  Next thing I
knew , I was lying back on the sofa while he was on his knees on the floor.
His hand was under my top and soon had my bra up under my arms baring my
breasts for his hands.

I was on fire.  I squirmed, moaned, snorted as I breathed through my nose
and his fingers massaged my stiff nipples.  Things were moving quite
quickly and I was certainly not about to slow him down. When he pulled his
mouth from mine and proceeded to lick my neck and ear, I reached under his
polo and rubbed his bare skin with my hands. I wanted to let him know that
there would be no resistance on my part and that seemed to inspire him.  In
short order, I was naked from the waist up and so was he.  My shoes had
been left by the door when Dawn and I came in. His hand was working on my
legs and then I felt his hand slide up to rub me through my bikini
panties. I spread my legs to give him more room.  I wanted this.  Oh how I
had wanted this and for so long.  Now it was about to be mine.

He moved around and I reached for him.  My hand went under the elastic band
of his shorts and down the front.  I felt his pubic hair and saw stars
through my closed eyes. Pushing down more I felt his manhood. It felt like
it was on fire. It was so hot to my touch.  As I moved to hold it in my
hand I began to realize what I was holding.  It was big.  No, it was bigger
than big. I thought "Oh my god, .... he's huge .... bigger than Adam
Borell's and his was the biggest I had seen before Eric's."

He stood and pushed his shorts down while I removed my panties and skirt.
I watched as he pulled his briefs down and his hard cock flipped up.  It
looked perfect.  It looked so big and thick. I held it and stroked him
slowly as he pulled off my skirt and bikini panties. His fingers played
through my unshaven but trimmed pubic hair. He slid a fingertip into my
slit and slowly worked it down and back up through my wetness.

I watched his handsome face as his hands explored. My eyes took in his
naked body that I had longed to see for so long. I felt a shiver as I
realized my dreams were coming true. I closed my eyes and waited for
whatever was next.

He moved and his hard tool slid away from my hand just before I felt his
hands pushing my knees further apart. As I waited for him to move up
between my parted legs, I realized he wasn't doing that.  Opening my eyes I
saw his face disappear between my thighs and felt his lips kiss my wet
pussy. Then his tongue worked its way between my wet lips as he began to
lap up and down from the crevice of my butt to my clit. I was getting my
first ever cunnilingus. None of my dates had done it but they had willingly
accepted my mouth on them. Here was unselfish Eric, licking and sucking on
me as I felt the rush of my first oral orgasm rolling through me.

After my contortions subsided, he moved to lick and kiss the insides of my
thighs then kissed up my body to my breasts where he sucked and nibbled
before moving on to my mouth and kissing me with my own juices on his lips
and tongue. I could feel his hot hardness against me and I pushed my hand
between us to hold it.  His hips began to move up and down a bit in a
fucking action as his cock slid through my fingers.

"Fuck me Eric .... fuck me now," I muttered through my labored breathing as
I tried to reposition myself.

He slid back down a little as I put my left leg onto the back of the
sofa. I pulled on his cock and directed its big head to my
entrance. Raising my hips to meet him, I felt the first inch or two as it
entered me.

"Take it slow," he whispered as a caution to me, "don't let it hurt you,"

I rotated my hips as best I could in that position and felt myself being
stretched to new limits as the penetration deepened. He was very gentle
with me and allowed me the control I needed.  After a couple more movements
on my part I felt his pubic bone against me and I knew I had it all inside
me.  The pain was minimal and the pleasure was maximum.

"Oh .... my god .... you're inside me .... I'm yours Eric and at last
you're mine .... we're fucking .... oh oh oh,"

Slowly and with short strokes, he began moving in and out of me. I worked
with him, holding him with my arms around his shoulders. As the stroke
lengthened and my pelvis rose and fell I was floating somewhere above,
watching as we worked ourselves into one sweaty blob while he pounded me
and I grunted with every stroke, like animals in heat. The friction of his
piston sliding in and out of me massaged me into another orgasm. My legs
went over his hips and my ankles crossed as I tried to muffle my loudness.
I squeezed his body with my legs and heard him grunt as I felt him slam
into me as deeply as possible and hold there while his cock spasmed inside
me and filled with his semen. I knew when he was finished as he relaxed and
just lay on top of me and we both gasped for air.

I squirmed to get from under him and sat up.  That's when I became aware
that Dawn was sitting across the room from us. She was naked and had
obviously been masturbating as she watched me and Eric.

"You two were so fantastic to watch like that. You were so hot Rachel. I
had a great orgasm of my own."

Eric chimed in saying, "Well Miss Voyeur, are you ready to give it a try?"

"Nope, sorry Charlie but you're not my brand of tuna."

"Your loss, Babe," Eric remarked.

"Your opinion, Dude," she threw back with a snicker.

By then I thought I knew what was going on but wasn't totally sure.

I said, "What's that all about?  I thought you two had been .... you know
.... doing stuff together."

Eric kind of snorted and said "Well, we haven't .... but we have.  I've
been trying for almost a year to get her to do what you and I just did
Rachel. She has denied me that pleasure.  However, we have slept together
and pleased one another in other ways."

"Other ways? what other ways?" I asked in a demanding tone.

Dawn chose to answer and came across to sit with us as she replied, "Sexual
ways without actually fucking. We have been partners in manual stimulation
as well as orally. I refer to myself as a psuedo-lesbian.  By that I mean
that I don't really have a penchant for sex with a man but I will as long
as it doesn't involve actual intercourse. So, Eric and I have an
understanding that we can do all the other things, such as using our hands
on each other, kissing and pleasuring each other through oral means. I
would prefer a willing female partner but they are much more difficult to
find.  Does that help you to understand, Rachel?"

"Oh .... my .... god. Yes.  Now I know ..... why our conversation took that
path.  You were sort of feeling me out."

"Yes, I was. But I didn't want to force the issue. Afterall, this night
belongs to you and Eric."

As I sat in silence, trying to process all that, I heard Eric saying,
".... the three of us together .... see how it goes?"

Dawn asked as she kissed my cheek, "What do you think?"

"I'm sorry, I was away someplace else.  What do I think about what?"

"Eric was suggesting that the three of us stay the remainder of the night
in my kingsize bed and just see how we relate and interact together."

"The three of us? In your bed?  You have two bedrooms here don't you?" I
queried.

"I do but the second one is void of furniture. I'm just a poor college girl
you know ..."

Then, back in her chair, she smiled and said, "Yes .... all three of us, is
that something you might go along with?"

Before I could say anything, Eric added, "The alternatives are that you can
go home alone or stay here with Dawn and I will go home. Taking you back to
my apartment is not an option."

I said "Going home alone at this hour isn't going to happen.  So I guess I
have to choose between staying with Dawn or with the both of you."

Dawn smiled and said, "Either way you are guaranteed a good time, Rachel."

I hesitantly said, "I am sure that you and I could have a great time Dawn,
but I started out this evening hoping to find Eric and be with him. So,
having said that, I choose both of you."

She replied, "I think you made the right choice. You and Eric can be
together all you want and anytime either of you want me to join in .... I
will .... and .... I hope you don't mind that I will be watching."

I stood and went to her, leaned over and kissed her as her hands found my
breasts and my hand reached for her totally hairless pussy but never quite
got there.

Just then I felt Eric's hands on my hips and the bulbous head of his cock
pushing against my entrance from behind. Dawn was smiling as she knew what
was happening. I leaned down a little more and felt him push deeply into
me.  She put her arms under mine and held onto me as he delivered full
length strokes. I had never been taken from behind like that before as I
had always thought missionary was probably best.  Boy was I wrong.  I loved
it like that.

Dawn kissed me and played with my breasts and I rested my head on her
shoulder while Eric fucked me hard.  Then I felt Dawn's other hand slide
over my pubic hair and her fingers found the upper part of my slit.  She
slowly massaged all around the outside of my clit.  I could hear myself
moaning and my hips were gyrating in sync with Eric's plunges.

She read my breathing pattern and at just the right time she moved her
finger on top of my clit and pressed down hard. I screamed as the heat of
passion surged through me and my body gave way to another wild orgasm.  I
didn't feel Eric shoot off inside me but it was likely too soon for him.

I dropped to my knees and his wet cock slipped from my well stretched love
canal. Dawn rubbed my back and shoulders as I came down from my second high
of the night.

Softly Dawn spoke, saying, "Aren't you glad you decided to stay?"

All I could do was make a tiny nod of my head and say, "Uh huh,"

"Why don't you carry her to my bedroom Eric?  It's much more comfortable in
there."

He pulled me around and my arms went around his neck as he helped me
stand. With an arm around my shoulders and his other behind my knees, he
easily lifted me and carried me to her bed.

The bed was huge, king size and very inviting with all its lacy pillow
cases and sheets. Dawn was somewhat of a perfectionist I thought to myself
as I lay looking at the ceiling.

Eric started kissing me, everywhere, licking, nibbling and driving me along
the way to getting fucked again by his huge love stick. I was ready any
time.  As he started to make his way up between my legs, Dawn got his
attention.

"Why don't you give her the upper position this time?"

He looked at me and said, "Is that alright with you Rachel?"

"As long as you're inside me, I don't care,"

So he lay down beside me and rolled me over on top of him. We kissed and
rubbed our bodies together, he massaged my ass cheeks and I was more than
ready.

I raised up a little, took his hard cock in my hand and aimed it toward my
dripping pussy.  I settled down on him and felt the stretch as it went
deeper and deeper but without any pain at all this time. Dawn had
positioned herself on the edge of the bed, watching our every move as if
she was making of movie of it in her mind. This was truly erotic to me.
I'm getting pounded really deep and hard while she is watching, yet she has
never let him inside her. A true voyeur.

We had been going several minutes and Eric said, "Join us Dawn, you don't
have to miss out on all the fun,"

I didn't really catch his drift until she knelt over his face and lowered
her hairless pussy to his mouth. Her hands gripped the tall headboard and
her hips moved forward and back as she fucked his face.

She said to me, "Play with my tits, Rachel, squeeze me and pinch my
nipples,"

I did and she and I were in sync as she moved on his face and I slid up and
down on his cock. I moved one hand to rub and massage her nicely rounded
ass. Shortly she raised up only to turn around facing me and sat back down
on his face.  She kissed me, played with my tits which are a bit larger
than hers and I played with hers. Dawn kissed me and our tongues played
together while the three of us groaned, grunted and moaned together. I
reached down to her slick pussy lips, Eric's mouth was there. He licked and
sucked my fingers which was extremely erotic to me, then he allowed my
fingers inside her while he licked all around the area. Hers was the first
pussy other than my own that I had ever touched and I was loving it.

Dawn had the first climax.  I thought she was going to knock me off of him
but we held onto each other and she got through it.  Shortly I had my own
orgasm while she was still pinching my nipples.  Eric came inside me a few
minutes later.

We all were pretty spent and just quietly tried to recover. Eric was
between us but Dawn got up and moved over to my side which put me between
them. She held me in her arms, kissing my cheek, neck and ear.

Then she said, "You're a real gem Rachel, I can't wait to get you alone
with me, .... I want you .... I want you really bad,"

I turned my face to her and kissed her lips, then I said, "We will
definitely work that out, .... don't worry .... okay? I love the feel of
your hairless pussy,"

She kissed me back and said, "I'd be glad to help you with yours if you
want," then I pulled us tight into another kiss and she knew my answer to
that.

Soon we were all asleep and nothing else happened until morning came.

I woke up Sunday morning to a bright room. Dawn wasn't in bed. Eric was
snoring. I went to the bathroom to pee and found a note from Dawn which
said she would be back around 10.  I found a clock and saw that it was 8:52
so I had about an hour. I peed and and realized that I wasn't used to
anything near his size.  I went back to bed and started teasing Eric's cock
with my finger tips.  When it started getting stiff, I moved over closer
and licked it a few times before I slid it into my mouth and started
sucking on him.

When he woke up he said, "Oh .... Baby .... what a great alarm clock you
are. Move around here where I can get to you."

I did and we did a 69 which didn't last long as we both got off pretty
quickly even though I could only get a few inches of him in my mouth. I
swallowed his sticky semen noting a slightly bitter taste that I hadn't
experienced before from any of my high school partners. Then he started in
on me trying to get me heated up enough to fuck again and I kept telling
him no because I was a bit sore and didn't want to.

That was pissing him off and I knew I would be glad when Dawn finally came
back.  He quieted down and said he was going to his apartment for a shower
and he would see us later.

Just as I came out of Dawn's shower and was toweling off, she came home and
found me in the bathroom.

"Where's Eric?" she asked.

"He got a little pissed at me and went to his own place to shower,"

"What happened?"

"Well, we went down on each other, actually a 69 and after that he wanted
to fuck again.  I told him I was a bit tender from last night and wasn't up
to it .... so he kinda stormed out,"

"Oh well, he'll be back.  He's not going to let a hot young chick like you
get away after only one night," she said with a laugh.

"You think he liked me .... and my .... you know what I mean,"

"He likes you, but .... I probably shouldn't say anything .... you're young
and inexperienced so I am going to anyway, .... he likes a lot of girls or
I should say .... young women .... and has a regular visitor on most
Saturdays too .... if you know what I mean,"

I nodded and thought about what Dawn had said, then I answered, "I know
what you mean .... I don't blame them for wanting him. He is handsome with
a big cock and knows what to do with it.  He wasn't my first ride but he
was definitely the biggest and best I have had. I'm not surprised that he
has a regular as well."

"So .... what are you going to do the rest of your week off Rachel?"

"My thinking was that I might just spend the whole week with Eric but it
doesn't look like that's gonna happen,"

"How about you just stay here with me?  His place is across the hall and
two doors down, maybe you can hook up with him more if you are close by."

"You'd let me do that?  What about you and Eric?  I don't want to ruin
whatever you have."

"Rachel, honey, we don't have anything .... just a .... uh .... convenient
association. We are not an item .... we just make each other feel good now
and then .... plus .... he still thinks he is going to fuck me .... I am a
challenge to him,"

"So you really don't fuck him?"

"Hell no, I am a virgin .... I have a real phobia about hetero sex.  Just
not for me," she said as she smiled at me, "so what do you say?"

"Well, I can't just come over here and stay all week.  My parents would
have heart attacks if they couldn't get hold of me at noon each day they
are gone.  So how about this .... I go back to my house and stay until they
call and then I am free for the next 24?"

"Sounds fantastic to me .... anyway you can forward your phone here?"

"I don't know but not likely knowing my Dad .... not into that newfangled
stuff .... as he calls it.  You want to go with me?"

"Yeah .... I think I do," she said and grinned.

I put my arms around her and kissed her as she fondled my bare butt.  Then
I twirled away and said "I can't go out like this .... I need to put my
clothes on,"

"Can I help you?" she snickered.

"We better not risk that, I gotta be there for that phone call, " I said
with a reassuring grin and a roll of my eyes.

So away we went to my house. We grabbed a soda and sat on the back porch as
we talked about school, our dreams for the future and a multitude of other
things, including sexual desires.

About 12:15 the phone rang and it was my Mom.  She had called an hour
earlier but go no answer and wondered where I was.  I told her that I had
been having breakfast with a friend.

After a few minutes of hearing about their trip and what they were going to
be doing, we said goodbye and I hung up.

I immediately went to Dawn and sat on her lap while we kissed.  She rubbed
my leg and my free hand wandered to her soft breast.

"You are adventurous aren't you Rachel?"

"A loveley responsive lady such as yourself could make a nun adventurous,"
I said with a laugh.

"So you have never done anything with a girl before? .... except for last
night of course ...."

"Nope, .... never really had an opportunity and the few times I thought
about it .... it scared the crap out of me and I knew I could never
approach any of my friends with my curiosity,"

As I was sitting, facing her, straddling her legs, it was very easy for
Dawn to pull me forward and kiss me. I melted into it with and we shared a
rather long, wet, tongue filled kiss.

"You don't seem scared now," she chided me.

"I'm not, .... 'cause I know you aren't going to blab about it to my
classmates and friends,"

"Well then .... " she pecked me on the end of my nose and then gave me a
short kiss on the lips, "if you'd like to give it a preliminary try .... we
are in the perfect private place for it,"

I held her lovely face in both my hands, aligned on each jaw bone, and
placed my parted lips on hers.  Our tongues danced as our wet lips worked
together.  Then I broke away and reached for her hands as I stood up.

"You need to see the rest of our house, Dawn .... especially my room,"

It was a quick tour.  Up the stairs, past the guest room and bathroom to my
room at the end of the hallway. Inside we quickly embraced, kissed and
helped each other undress.

The window was behind Dawn and I couldn't help but stand, stare and admire
the silhouette of her amazing body. She had that magnificent perfect shape,
.... slim .... shoulders tapering to a slim waist which flared into her
rounded hips and then flowed into her long, gorgeous legs.

We just stood for several seconds, openly admiring each other's form before
we made it to the bed.

Once there, I was anxious and wanted to get started as we kissed and I
threw my leg over her hips rubbing myself against her thigh and reached for
her hairless pussy. She surprised me by pushing me away from her.

"Relax, Rachel .... let me lead you .... no need to rush .... making love
and taking your time to enjoy the adventure can be quite rewarding .... "

"Sorry ...."

"No, no, no .... don't be sorry .... it's just that I want this to be so
special for you .... for your first time to really experience sex with
another woman .... plus it is going to be special for me as well .... my
first time with you. "

"I get it .... okay .... but do I have to be a mannequin?"

"Of course not .... just try to not get ahead of me ...."

I nodded and she kissed me, tenderly, then with increasing force as she
pushed her tongue into my mouth.  I sucked on it and that seemed to please
her.

Over the next .... at least half hour .... or maybe more .... she ran her
fingers and hands all over me .... followed her fingers with her moist lips
and tongue.  She kissed and licked behind my knee, down my calf and ankle,
then to my feet where she kissed each toe of each foot before she worked
her way in the opposite direction, sucking each toe in turn for several
seconds.

After kissing her way back up my other leg, her warm, moist mouth covered
one of my nipples while her tongue made circles around it and her lips
sucked gently on the hard nubbin.

I was squirming and moaning as my skin tingled to all her
ministrations. She had me so hot I thought I was going to explode.  At no
time in my life had I ever been exposed to such stimulating, erotic touches
and kisses. Boys never took time to explore and please like that and
neither did Eric.

"Are you enjoying yourself Rachel?" she whispered as she licked from my
breast up and over my neck to my ear, then across to my lips where she
continued to lick around the outside of my mouth.

I didn't answer but when my tongue protruded between my lips, her lips
latched onto it and sucked it into her mouth where her own tongue played
against mine.  I felt my hips squirming and doing small humping motions and
my legs were constantly moving.

Her wet tongue began licking circles over my chest and then my abdomen as
she made her way lower toward my pelvic region. I was anticipating the feel
of her tongue on my pussy lips but felt a bit disappointed when she
bypassed that part of me and licked the insides of my thighs.  But then she
moved back up to lick and nibble that bit of skin between my thigh and
pussy.  She traced wet circles around my quivering pussy, up and down and
across the perineum which caused my buttocks to clench a little.

Her fingers got involved by massaging my outer lips near the top of my
slit.  Just that rubbing was making me squeeze my eyes tightly shut and
seeing flashes of light.  Her mouth followed her fingers.  Finally her lips
touched that magic place where I had wanted her to touch in the beginning.

Her nose nestled in my pubic hair and her lips kissed my closed slit.  She
kissed it again, pressing harder, then again and the pressure was forcing
my lips apart.  Then I felt her tongue touch the inner portion of my lips.
Up and down she licked, then to the other side, up and down, all the time
pushing deeper until I could feel her tongue at my entrance where she
plunged her tongue tip in and out several times.

By this time I was a mass of jelly. My body was tingling, squirming,
sweating and enjoying the most exciting sexual time of my life.  And it was
really just beginning.

Her fingers tugged my lips apart and the licking intensified. Then her
mouth covered my clit area and she sucked hard at me and flicked her tongue
all around while inserting her fingers inside me.

I erupted at that point, spouting unintelligible sounds, pushing my hips up
to her magic mouth and tongue.  My first ever orgasm brought on by another
woman washed over me, shaking me like an earthquake. Several waves of
convulsive tremors followed, one after the other.  Dawn was relentless.
She kept sucking and licking as I kept moaning and gasping for air.

Finally, her fingers pulled out of me, her head moved and her lips and
tongue kissed the insides of my legs, then up and over my pussy.  She
continued slowly up my body to my breasts which she licked, wetting them
with whatever was on her tongue.

By the time she got to my mouth with hers, I was breathing a little easier
and she started kissing me.  I kissed back as best I could until she just
laid down on top of me and put her head beside mine. I hugged her tightly
against me and we both just stayed there for a couple of minutes.

"Well, what do you think of girl-girl sex?"

"Unbelievable, Dawn .... I never in my wildest .... ever thought it would
be like that .... so fulfilling .... my god I thought I might pass out
.... I was so light headed, seeing flashes of light .... you are absolutely
incredible,"

She said softly, "I have to ask you this .... did that happen .... did you
have those intense feelings .... last night when Eric was fucking you?"

I was a bit dumbfounded by the question at first.  Then I gave it more
thought.

"Actually Dawn, I didn't, .... oh yeah .... it was intense .... and I
orgasmed with him .... but .... not like what happened with you.  You
brought feelings to me that I had never even dreamed were possible,
.... how .... where did you learn all that?"

"Experience mostly I guess .... but I had a very good teacher for a while
too .... plus .... it pleases me so much to be able to induce all that
pleasure in another woman, .... your being satisfied is my reward,"

I raised a little and turned to kiss her, again tasting myself on her lips.

"I have learned a lot already today.  I hope school isn't over yet," I said
to her.

"What else would you like to learn?"

"I want to learn to give back to you .... what you just gave me, so much
pleasure .... caring and tenderness ...."

With that statement, I moved around onto my knees so I could begin my very
first attempt at giving oral sex to another girl. I made a great effort to
remember and duplicate all the things she had done with me.  I am sure I
forgot and missed a few but as I made my way around and over her body, her
breasts and nipples, with my lips, tongue and hands, she seemed to be
enjoying it nevertheless. Feeling pleased with my progress, when I got my
face close to her bald pussy, I backed off and just admired the way it
looked.  Then I lowered my mouth to her smooth, wet lips and kissed her
there.  That was the opener.  Her taste was sweet and tangy, very similar
to my own, which was pleasing to me.

Vigorously I dove into her and licked, sucked and fingered her tight, wet
canal. Dawn was moaning and squirming as I made a concerted effort to keep
my mouth on her. She pushed her hips up to me and I devoured her with my
tongue and lips. She was very vocal and kept encouraging me to keep going
.... lick harder .... suck me .... which pushed me to try harder to please
her.  When she erupted into an orgasmic fit, I felt as if she was going to
knock me off the bed.  I held onto her thighs and rode out the convulsive
motions of her gorgeous body.

Continuing my assault on her, she experienced one or two more aftershocks
before she went limp beneath me. I moved to lick, kiss and nibble the
tender flesh on the inside of her thighs.  That kept her squirming a little
as she came down from the high she had been on.

I moved up to lay beside her and listened to her breathing .... actually
more like gasping .... but soon she quieted down and was back near normal.

"You are a very quick study Rachel. Are you sure this is your first time?"
she asked.

"Oh for sure it is.  I wonder though, why did I wait so long? .... you're
fantastic .... and I really loved going down on you and making you feel so
good.  Did I do alright?"

"Did you do alright, .... my god girl .... if I didn't know better .... I
would have thought you were an experienced veteran,"

I kissed her and she sucked my tongue into her mouth. We kissed for quite a
long time before we separated and she said, "I think I need a nap, how
about you?"

I agreed and we pulled the sheet over us and in a very short time we were
both asleep.

It was late afternoon before either of us woke up and I was first. I
gingerly pulled the sheet from covering her and just admired her body.  She
was so gorgeous. Full dark hair, slightly flared nose, beautiful lips which
were a teensy bit thicker than most.  Her breasts were magnificent with no
sag when she was standing, flat tummy and oh such enviable legs. Then I
said to myself, "I've never thought of another woman in those terms, am I
like her?"

I kissed her and she stirred a little, her eyes fluttered and she said, "Is
it time to get up?"

"Well, it is after 5 and I think we both could stand a shower or bath,"

"OK, .... if we do a bath first, I can teach you about shaving and then we
can finish off in the shower, how about that?"

"Sounds good to me .... I hope to get with Eric tonight and I would like to
surprise him with a clean shaven .... playground."

She snickered and said, "I am sure he will notice .... and he will like it
.... several times he has commented that he likes mine,"

So into the bathroom, I filled the tub with warm water while Dawn readied
the shaving lather and the razor. We both got into the tub and after I was
nice and wet she had me sit on the side of the tub with my legs as far
apart as I could get them.  I held them wide with my hands on my knees.

After smearing me with the foamy lather and letting it soak for a couple of
minutes, she began to shave me and instructed me to hold as still as
possible.  It was so erotic .... her holding and pulling on my outer lips
so she could shave away the hair .... then rubbing with her fingertips to
ensure she didn't leave any stubble. She was methodical and careful.  When
she finished she told me to turn around, lean over the tube edge and put my
hands on the floor.

"Why?" I asked.

"Well, you dont want any hair on or between your butt cheeks do you?"

"Do you shave back there too?"

"Yes, but I can't really do it myself .... Eric usually does that part for
me .... so now I get to do yours .... is that OK?"

"Do you think he would do mine for me?"

"Probably .... but why don't you let me do it this time so you can surprise
him .... then you can ask him to do you there next time?"

"I'll do that, .... so clean me up back there .... make me slick and
shiny,"

As she was carefully removing the hairs, she was actually humming
softly. Obviously she was enjoying it.

She slapped my butt cheeks when she was done and said, "Just maybe Rachel
.... I could .... uhhh .... get you to do me back there next time I need
it? I'd much rather have it done by another girl instead of Eric."

"You trust me to do that?"

"Sure, just be careful as you are when you shave your legs and everything
will be fine,"

Still leaning over the tub, I ran my hands over my mound, my pussy lips and
then my fingers explored my butt cleft.  It felt so smooth and silky to me.

"Before you get up, let me do one more thing," she said and then I felt her
fingers pulling my cheeks apart.

She licked up my open cleft, all the way to my tailbone and back down to my
anal opening, where she ran her tongue around and around and probed at the
opening with her tongue tip. I was in no position to move very much but the
tingles she induced were very arousing.

"Did you like that?"

"What's not to like, .... you are just full of surprises aren't you?"

"You are just so beautiful, all over, I wanted to be the first one to lick
you there."

"And you definitely were the first .... I presume you like doing that and
like having it done to you as well?"

"I do .... but not many people I have met are that adventurous,"

"I am," I replied, "assume the position,"

She did, so I took a towel and blotted her dry before I kissed all around
her buttocks and eventually licked up and down her cleft as she had done to
me.  At first I was a little shocked and repulsed at the tanginess but
after a couple of licks I got over that. Her moaning helped too.

"That felt so good, Rachel. I loved it. We will have to put that on our
agenda for another day."

We kissed a couple of times, sharing the lingering taste of each
other. Then we got into the shower together and took a quick rinse off with
the warm water as we kissed and tweaked nipples before we finished.

Dressed and downstairs, I dragged a couple of frozen burgers from the
freezer and lit the grill out back on the patio. We ate burgers and chips
followed by an ice cream bar for desert before heading off to Dawn's
apartment.

So for the next week, I spent every night at Dawn's aparment. She didn't
seem to mind at all to allow Eric and I to have sex in her bed or on her
sofa. He was insistent about not using his apartment with me because of the
danger to his career. I didn't care where we were, as long as I was getting
fucked by him .... and I did .... several times .... Sunday, Monday and
Tuesday nights .... then we were together again on Thursday and Friday but
not on Saturday. Wednesday was out because he said he had something he had
to do. I had no knowledge of who he did it with on Saturday and Dawn seemed
vague about it. But .... Dawn was a very capable and amiable stand in for
him. We both enjoyed several orgasms those two evenings without Eric's
help.

Sunday morning Dawn and I had a fun morning which involved a long, sensual
playtime, finalized with a very erotic round in the 69 position.

Before I left for home, I walked down by Eric's door. I stood and listened
and heard nothing.  I lightly pecked on the door but got no answer. I was
curious but I just walked away and went home.

Then as quickly as it had started, Spring Break was over and it was back to
classes, homework and what have you during the week. Against Mom and Dad's
objections, I spent weekends with Dawn.  Friday nights Eric and I fucked
like rabbits and the following Saturday and Saturday nights were for Dawn
and I.  That's when I began to realize that I was happily looking forward
to my time with her. For the next several weeks that was the regimen
.... one night with Eric and a whole day and night with Dawn.  I still
didn't quite comprehend what was going on with Eric but I was enjoying his
big cock and his stamina.

It was nearing graduation and that Saturday morning I just happened to be
out in the hallway. I heard a tapping on a door and turned to see a lovely
blond lady standing at Eric's door.  When she turned my way, I recognized
her. She was Margot Miller, a teacher at the middle school that I had
attended and where I first met Eric. I knew she was married and wondered
what was going on but she didn't seem to recognize me.

Dawn later answered my curiosity by telling me that since she had moved to
this apartment, Eric and Margot had been getting together almost every
Saturday.  Her husband was a golf nut and she enjoyed being with Eric while
hubby was out on the golf course. It was then I began to truly realize that
he wasn't the prize I had believed him to be.  Plus, during that time, I
had also become even more anxious to be with Dawn and enjoyed my time with
her so much that Eric was beginning to lose his glow for me even before I
saw Margot at his door.

My realization that I and especially Eric were just using each other as an
outlet for lust loomed huge in my mind and I began to think more and more
about the time I spent with Dawn. She seemed to truly enjoy my being there
as well and as far as I knew, Eric and I were her only partners.

After my graduation, Dawn, for the summer, was working in the offices of an
investment group.  Finance was her college major. I was doing some writing
at home and spending some time at the newspaper and one of the TV stations,
editing news and trying to write articles on my own.

We still had our weekends but Eric wasn't always around on Fridays anymore
and neither Dawn nor I really knew what he was up to. Then one Friday night
he told us he was going to be gone for a week to California.  We assumed it
was to visit his relatives but later found out it was for a job interview
which led to a position for him and he would be moving in a few weeks to
relocate there.

He and I had a couple more wild sessions in Dawn's bed but the fire was
dying rapidly for Eric and I both.  I could feel it but I didn't really
care that much anymore since I knew he was somewhat of a rounder and likely
to stay that way. We had our fun together and it was time to move on I
guess. That was about the time that I decided I should go get tested for
STDs and HIV.  I was kind of naive in the beginning I guess, overcome with
lust and just wanted to get what I had been craving for all that time.

Fortunately my tests were all negative. Dawn and I both were thankful for
that. I never made it with Eric again after that. He didn't seem to mind so
I guess he had someone else taking care of his urges. He hadn't been doing
anything with Dawn either. Kind of like he abandoned us but neither of us
was upset. A few weeks before classes started for Dawn and I, Eric moved
out and left us.

Dawn and I talked at length about school and what I was going to be
doing. I had planned to go into a dorm to get away from home. Since I was
going to attend the local State University, which was where Dawn went, and
it was only two blocks away from her apartment, she inferred that instead
of being a dorm rat, maybe I would rather stay with her.

Between the two of us we decided that was a workable situation.  It would
be cheaper for me than living on campus and it would help Dawn out with her
finances since I could pay my own way. Of course my parents were a bit
dubious to say the least. They liked Dawn but didn't know she was lesbian,
nor did they have any idea how far I leaned in that direction.  Eventually
they gave in with the promise that I would at least try to visit them on
weekends when I could.

Dad moved my bed, dresser and chest of drawers to Dawn's apartment.  He was
a bit dubious but after he saw her apartment, it's size and the two
bedrooms with two baths, he was more at ease.

As I began to truly realize what was happening to me, .... living with Dawn
.... having sex with Dawn .... sleeping in her room with my room as a sham
.... I was living a lesbian life.  Was I upset about that?  Not at all and
the more I thought about it .... the more it seemed to me .... that was
where I belonged. We were such a compatible couple. Everything just seemed
to fall into place for us.

One night, after we had been roomies for a few weeks, lying in bed
together, Dawn asked me, "Are you happy here with me?"

I gave it some thought and said, "Yes, I am .... very much so .... I was a
bit apprehensive at first and thought I would just give it a try and see
how it went, .... I love it Dawn, I really love being here with you,
.... in every way that you can imagine,"

"You don't reminisce about Eric?"

"Oh, I think about him some .... not often .... he fulfilled something in
my life that I thought I needed .... and at the time I guess I did need
that .... but .... I don't really miss him.  You are so much better for me
than he was."

"So .... what are you thoughts and feelings for me Rachel?"

"What do you mean?"

"Do you view me as your lover? .... or just someone you live with and have
the convience of casual sex .... are you really into what we do with each
other?  Tell me how you feel ... "

"Ohhh kayyyy .... I think of us as lovers .... I am always anxious for the
weekends so we can have more private time together. I had never thought of
being lesbian, even though I had curiosities about lesbianism even before
you and I met. I was so star struck with Eric I couldn't think about much
else. Now .... I see that he was a passing fancy for me and I was a piece
of meat for him."

Dawn said, "And what about .... "

"I'm not quite finished with my answer if you don't mind, "

"Sorry Sweetie, .... please go on,"

"Now then .... what about us?  I think and feel that we are real .... the
comfort and satisfaction that I sense with you is just overwhelming
sometimes. I can't wait to get back home to you when I am out
somewhere. Dawn .... I love you .... I .... "

"Stop right there, " Dawn blurted out, " Are you sure you know what you're
saying?"

"Yes, I do,"

Instantly she was on top of me, kissing me, my arms went around her and
squeezed her body to mine.

She whispered in my ear, "I hope neither of us ever regrets this moment
.... I love you too Rachel.  I think I fell for you that first night at the
club. You were so lovely to look at, your body against mine as we danced
was so hot and we seemed to mold together so easily. But I knew you wanted
Eric and I also knew how he operated .... so .... I was pretty sure I could
spend some time with you myself .... if you turned out to be as adventurous
as I thought you might. That's why I asked you in the car about other women
.... I had to decide how to start and how hard to push."

"May I speak?" I said softly.

"Go ahead,"

"I was obsessed with him since I was thirteen. I never really got over him
for those couple of years with no contact. Then when he showed up on staff
at my high school, I was more determined than ever. Had I been strong
enough, physically I mean, I probably would have raped him. Thanks to you,
I got what I wanted.  It was actually even more fulfilling than my
fantasies had me believing. Eric was .... is .... a fantastic lover. He
would never have been mine alone. I know that now but my tunnel vision saw
otherwise.  Now .... I have a new fantastic lover .... you .... and I love
you so very much .... and if I ever lose you .... it will be your doing
.... not mine."

That night we had the most passionate lovemaking session I had ever
experienced. Yes it even surpassed that first time with Eric on Dawn's
sofa. Daylight was near when we both went to sleep, exhausted and happily
spooned together, her front to my backside.

When I awoke later, I just lay there staring at the ceiling. Dawn was still
sleeping, lying on her side facing me. I heard her as she whispered, "I
love you, Rachel,"

She was talking in her sleep .... maybe dreaming of me .... I felt her love
and knew this was where I was meant to be.

The next morning I shook her awake and said, "We have a chore to take care
of."

"Chore? what chore?"

"My parents .... they have not a clue about us and I think it is time ...."

"Oh my god .... are you up for that Rachel?"

"Probably not but I am going to do it anyway .... it's time they knew
.... you will go with me won't you?"

"You sure you want me there when you come out to them?"

"Absolutely .... I do .... you and I are a couple and that's the image I
want them to see."

"Okay .... Miss Daredevil .... I'm with you,"

A little later in the morning, we ventured to see my parents.

After a lot of small talk and my dropping a few hints about how well Dawn
and I were doing, I decided it was time.

"Mom .... Dad .... I think it is time you knew .... Dawn and I are a
couple. We are together in our lives."

Neither of them said a word for at least a full minute, before Mom said,
"We didn't raise you to be with another woman. I was afraid that this is
what was happening to you."

"Mom .... don't blame Dawn and don't blame yourself. No one is at fault
here."

Dad spoke up, "I'm sorry Rachel, but I cannot accept this .... not at all
...." and he left the room.

I started crying and Mom did too, then she said, "I guess your Dad has
spoken for both of us. I just don't understand any of it.  I know they say
you are born with it but who really knows? I can only hope that you and
Dawn are happy in your life together," then she left the room.

We were both in a bit of shock I guess.  I certainly didn't expect such a
complete brush off.

"Let's go," I said to Dawn, "they need some time,"

They must have needed a lot of time. As our life progressed, Dawn graduated
and got a job right away. I still had another year of college. We stayed in
that same apartment until I finished my degree. Dawn had been sending out
her resume to a bunch of potential employers. In all that time, my parents
had ignored our existence but they continued with the monetary support that
had been set aside for me so I had to assume that they still considered me
as their obligation if not a daughter.

Shortly after my graduation, which Mom and Dad attended but we still were
alienated, Dawn got an interview with a large financial company in a west
coast metropolis. She got the job and since I could work from home, we
moved to the west coast. I wrote a letter to my parents telling them of our
move.

No response was received but I kept trying as I gave them our phone numbers
and addresses as we had moved again after the first year of our new life
together.

Two years later, Mom called and said Dad had died of a massive heart
attack. I flew home to be with her. Dawn chose to stay away. When I
arrived, Mom asked about Dawn's absence. I just told her how it was and
that she didn't feel that she should be present.

After a phone call and a lengthy talk, Mom informed me that Dawn would be
arriving next morning. I was glad.

Following the funeral, the three of us had a long talk and learned that Mom
had not been as adamant as my Dad but she had to keep the peace with
him. She was very understanding and apologetic for all the time we had been
at odds. Dawn and I went back home with a whole different feeling about
things.

Another year passed and we bought a home in a suburban area. We had both
been making good money and found a really nice place which had a small
guest house on the property. We agreed it would be a perfect spot for my
Mom .... if she wanted to that is.

As it turned out, she did want to and after selling her own home, she came
to live with us. While I am writing this, she is still here and enjoying
her new life.

Dawn and I adopted a little girl and a year later, a little brother for her
to pick on and fight with as they grow up.

Life is good.


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Thank you for reading my story. I hope you enjoyed it.

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