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Hi friends I am Deepa. This is a true story in my life happened when I was studying and working in gym as physical trainer, 2 yrs back. Let me tell you something about myself. I am 25 and used to be 23, two yrs ago, with a well toned, slim body beaming face and good smile. My figure for the last 5 yrs or so has remained the same and I still have school girl innocence as told by my friends, 5’6” height, 52 kg and 35:26.5:36.

I have firm and round buts and my thighs are wide due to exercise. College boys used to propose me every now and then but I was busy with my studies and work. It was summer time when I went to one of my friend’s house at around 10 in the morning time, colleges were closed. I saw my friend Meenakshi waiting for me as we planned something a day ago.

Her mom and dad went to her elder sister’s house and were supposed to return in evening so we planned to watch a movie together. I reached her house at 10:30 and we started talking and giggled like old friends meeting after long time. After some time she offered me milkshake and we enjoyed drinking chilled shake in that summer and started watching movie “Unfaithful”. After some time I started feeling drowsy and my eyes closed and I slept on sofa. I don’t know but when I opened my eyes I found something sensational.

I saw Meenu (Meenakshi) was naked and sitting down the sofa with her head on my lap to my surprise. I soon realized I was only in bra and nothing else. My jeans and panties were taken off while I was asleep. I just opened my mouth to ask her what????? And she said please don’t say anything. She sat beside me and said we are now adults and still devoid and don’t know what are sensations which girls in Delhi colleges and even in school go around and enjoy. They do so many things but we are restraint. “Can‘t we among ourselves feel and see how and what does it feel to be like women”. I smiled as I knew I had an opportunity to explore the world. Meenakshi had coffee complexion and slim but she had more big breast and wears cup 36 B.

We started with kiss and embraced each other. She took off my bra and started playing my white breasts and pressed gently and licked it. After a while I took off her bra and took her nipples in mouth and oooooh my god she started jerking her body and we rubbed each other. I kissed on her neck and suddenly found something erotic. The fragrance which was coming from her underarms was amazing.

She was sweating. I pinned her down and put my mouth to her under arms and kissed and licked her sweat. It was salty and the aroma was unexplainable. She also caught my waist and put her legs around so that our vagina rubbed each other. We rubbed and rubbed out whole body. My body turned red and Meenu started shaking. After a while Meenu came on me and kissed on navels and separated my thighs.

She put her nose at my vagina and moaned and said “Saki (Sakshi), your vagina has good fragrance”, and started exhaling warm air at my vagina and rubbed my clitoris. I was out of world and said, “Meenu, please don’t leave me..I need u..I need u..Meenu kiss me on the vagina”. She parted the lips of my vagina which had very small hairs just growing at that time. She put her tongue and to help her I separated my thighs as wide as I can. She sucked and licked my vagina like she was a boy and haven’t seen vagina.

My waist automatically went in air due to excitement and after 20-25 minutes I felt a pressure which was built in my pelvic area. It was coming out and I cried like hell with joy and Meenu embraced me tightly and put her index figure and did in and out, in and out vigorously. I felt warm water oozing out of me and I was feeling fully exhausted and my body trembled and shaked and I lost my senses in between the breasts of Meenu. When I regained I was feeling light. Meenu had her hand out and we went to kitchen and brewed coffee, sipped and talked there. Meenu asked, “Do you really like my underarms? I said, “I have no idea underarms can be so erotic.” I asked her did she apply any artificial perfume or deodorant.

She said, “No, I don’t use either of them. It was my natural sweat gland fragrance”. We touched and caressed and came again to drawing room. This time Meenu had a movie which was a blue film. I heard lot about it but it was my first time I watched. That was a lesbian blue movie and I learnt something. I said Meenu I want to experiment. Meenu came up with a candle and cut the base of it.

She opened the almirah and took two condoms and put each condom on both sides and said it will work as dildo for us. She lied on sofa with her legs up and said insert one side of candle. I gently put one side of candle in the vagina of Meenu. Her vagina was tiny like mine but she used to shave. I asked, “Do you masturbate?” She said, “no, I just rubbed my vagina never inserted anything not even finger”. So we both were first timers. She put some saliva on condom to lubricate and said “even if I cry insert it”.

I inserted candle and she cried little bit then it was my turn to insert the opposite side of candle. I tried but failed. It hurted. She said, “when a boy fuck you it will pain so don’t think of pain think of the orgasm you got just some time ago”. When I thought of orgasm I pumped my butts and sat fully on candle and for 2 minutes I felt my vagina tore.

Then we both moved and came closer twisted rolled and rolled and pumped each other and suddenly Meenu came on me and pumped with vigor. She pumped and I embraced her and within minutes she was exhausted and lied on me. Meenu suddenly took hold of candle and separated herself and started fucking me I cried, “Mmmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeeennnnnnnu Meenu darling fuckk me fuck me Meenu don’t leave me fuck my vagina it itches” and we started using foul Hindi language like “choooooooooooooood Meenu mereko choooooood mein aaj puura maza chaahti hoon meri chut ki ache se chuddaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiii kar”. Meenu was responding, “aaj teri ko itna karugi ki pir kabi chudwaane ka naam nahi legi saali bahut chudwana chaahti hai na le , aur le aur le take more aur le. I will fuck u so much that your vagina will look like u r a mother of 2 I will make it so big. Meenu meri chut hameesha garam rahti hai aaj isko thana kar de”. Meenu was pumping full candle and I was crying like hell. after some time I said, “Meenu I iiiiiieeeeeeee meeeeeeeenuuuuuu ieeeeeeeeeee”.

And suddenly I left my whole body loose and found my vagina has swelled and became too big that even one more candle can go inside. We kissed, closed our eyes and loved each other for hours. Meenu cleaned her vagina with her panty and cleaned my vagina also with my panty and we exchanged our panties before I left. I wore her panty and came home and masturbated once more in the night keeping Meenu’s panties near my nose and feeling her body fragrance.

That was my first experience and now I and Meenu love fucking, sucking and we experiment. We have even bought two sided dildo. Both of us have boyfriends and we both get fucked by boyfriends also. Sometimes my boyfriend and Meenu’s boyfriend both fuck me or Meenu at the same time. It becomes impossible to tolerate two boys at the same time. but we enjoy also. Still I say women understand women body in a better way and the chemistry shared by me and Meenu is great.

Please send feedback, Meenu and I are eagerly waiting for your feedback. for lesbians who want to share any experiences or anything new, mail me to We are eagerly waiting for other lesbians to share with us.

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After his action packed week life settles down for Ernie until the tenth week after the start of work on the Manor when he’s surprised to be asked to do the final inspection of the work as he thinks it’s too soon. When he drives up to it Ernie is happy to see the Manor blends into the granite mound quite well. Only in the last hundred metres or so is it clear there are buildings there and it’s not all a large granite boulder. The drive comes up on the east side of the buildings to curve...

Flames of LifeChapter 09

In the four months since Gayatri started working for Ernie he’s had her visit with all of the other families working on the farms. She gets on with the other women so well she’s often over in their houses for part of the day or they’re visiting her at the manor. They get on so well they start regular morning meetings where they all go to the one house to talk while sharing cooking tricks and recipes. This has a flow-on effect to the various households with Mexican, Chinese, Indian, English,...

Flames of LifeChapter 10

Two months later Ernie and Gayatri are in Rivers shopping when Ernie goes into the store called Lambert Jewellery. By now Gayatri is used to Ernie doing almost anything because he does so much that seems not to be connected, yet it later turns out to be linked. At the counter he asks the young woman, “May I speak to ‘Enri Lamber,’ please?” She glances at him, turns, goes to the curtain to the back of the store, and pulls it aside while saying, with a French accent, “Papa, counter,” before...

Flames of LifeChapter 11

Soon after returning from their honeymoon Ernie and Gayatri have a visit from John to discuss the Argent Estate income. This is separate from the Mount Station trust as it’s part of the Wells Trust. Estate rental income is now twenty-one thousand dollars a week. Add in his book royalties and the trust income is just over one and a quarter million dollars a year. John wants to know how Ernie wants to deal with it. Previously he put all of his inheritances and compensation pay-outs into stocks,...

Flames of lust

The nice summer cool breeze blow through the camp, it had been a hard day at the beach, the sun pounding down all day. There were 7 of us camping down on the east coast enjoying our summer break and celebrating the end of the school year and just having a good time. It was getting late at night but the moon was all but full so there was some light illuminating my path back to the camp from taking a leak. I was expecting there to be no one else about as the previous nigh after we had finished...

ProdigyChapter 15

In the weeks which followed, Helen became, for all practical purposes, her son's whore. As soon as Glen and Katy would leave the house, she would strip and prostrate herself for Phillipe who would take her to ever ascending heights of rapture and joy. He screwed her in every room of the house, on the floor, draped across the furniture, even on the stairway. His favorite practical joke was to either enter her with his phallus or finger while she was on the phone, and watching her try to carry...

Always Pull Your Curtains Chapter 90

The camera panned round and zoomed in showing close ups of Michelle’s face as Chisco entered her then cut away to close ups of his large red cock pounding her. The camera returned to her face once again and between pants she gasped out, “Yes here at Perro Mondo anything is possible,” and the last word was drawn out into a moan as the camera quickly shifted to her pussy where Chico had just forced her knot deep inside. The camera then cut away to show a montage of clips of various women being...

The Price of Neglect Part 2

[ For Megan....again! Also, for all those women, married, or single, who have ever found themselves neglected by husband or boyfriend, and longed to be treated like a desirable woman again---not all men are necessarily self-centered twits and losers; though sadly many are! Take heart. Not ALL are! ]Even though Cindy had gone to bed well after midnight, she didn't fall asleep right away. In the darkened room she kept replaying in her mind the various sights and sounds that had accompanied her...

Megan Gets Room Mated Part 3

Megan Gets Room Mated (Part 3) By meganprincess I slept uneasily that night in my sheer black nightgown and matching panties. When I woke up my roommates were thankfully asleep so I quickly showered and went back to my room to get ready for class. I tried not to think about it as I mechanically slipped on the blue bra and panty set. Then I stepped into the little jean shorts and put the salmon colored top on. How was I gonna do this? Well at least I didn't have to take the bus. And at...

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