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The Top Five LGBTQ+ Friendly Cities in the US

June is Pride Month, which makes this a great time to look at the top LGBTQ+ friendly cities of the world. Fortunately, we live in an era when gender and sexual orientation are much more fluid and far more accepted than ever before. Still, while some communities could best be described as “tolerant” of LGBTQ+ people, the cities below are the friendliest thanks to the consistent effort of LGBTQ+ and allies. Here are the top five places that have diligently worked to be welcoming places for everyone to visit!

5 Provincetown, MA

The small coastal town of Provincetown, Massachusetts, hasn’t gotten much fanfare or been featured in films and books as often as other travel destinations. Still, it’s been a bastion of support for the LGBTQ+ community and allies for decades. Gorgeous beaches and several yearly gatherings celebrate pride all year long while providing the perfect weekend getaway for everyone looking to enjoy the east coast together.

4 Fire Island, NY

Just a short ferry ride from Long Island, the Fire Island community is segmented into smaller neighborhoods on the island. Among them are two of the most LGBTQ+ friendly places on Earth. The Pines is a well-to-do community of beautiful beachfront houses often rented out by celebrities and fashion moguls for the summer. On the other hand, Cherry Grove provides a more down-to-earth locale for many looking to soak in the sun all day and dance their hearts out at the club all night.

3 Albuquerque, NM

The ABQ isn’t exactly a thriving community of LGBTQ+ people, though plenty reside here, to be sure. However, what landed this New Mexico hub on our list was the “accept everyone” attitude that is so pervasive. It’s a place where allies of all kinds coexist and welcome everyone with open arms, regardless of what pronouns you prefer or orientation you happen to feel is right for you.

2 Las Vegas, NV

It’s fair to say that in Las Vegas, people “just don’t care about anyone’s orientation.” While that may seem harsh to hear at first, when you think about it, that’s exactly what the LGBTQ+ movement has always been about. Las Vegas has reached the point we hope all communities eventually achieve – a status where the orientation of any person is a complete after-thought, and the focus is on the merits of an individual rather than stereotypes.

1 San Francisco, CA

The first choice was obvious from the start, wasn’t it? Back in the day, San Francisco benefited greatly by becoming one of the first cities to openly accept everyone and encourage people to be open about who they are without judgment. That is what built a burgeoning business community of creative, forward-thinking execs and a nightlife that many agree is simply better than any other. As the globe has learned acceptance, SF continues to serve as a shining example of what inclusion means and what it can do for the greater culture.

Of course, what makes these places so special is the people, so if you want to make friends with some locals before you visit, check out Adult FriendFinder groups and make friends with amazing, sex-positive people from all around the world!

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The Victories And Setbacks Of The LGBTQ+ Movement And Where We Go From Here

On June 26, 2015, the American public moved into a new reality. In a historic 5 to 4 vote, the Supreme Court of the United States ruled in the case of Obergefell v. Hodges that bans against same-sex marriage were unconstitutional and must be struck down immediately. It had been a moment that LGBTQ+ advocates had been waiting for and working towards for many years. For more than a decade prior, various states around the country had legalized same-sex marriage within their own borders. However, many were still denied the right to marriage because their particular state had not legalized it. The History Channel explains how this particular case played out:

Obergefell originated with a gay couple, Jim Obergefell and John Arthur, who were married in Maryland, where same-sex marriage was legal, but whose marriage was not recognized by Ohio authorities. As often happens with Supreme Court cases, a number of similar cases in Ohio and elsewhere were consolidated into what became Obergefell v. Hodges. The Supreme Court heard arguments on April 28, 2015. On June 26, the court ruled 5-4 in favor of the plaintiffs, stating that both bans on same-sex marriages and bans on recognizing same-sex marriages were unconstitutional. 

So why the history lesson? Because it is meaningful to understand how the country is moving forward with its march towards progress in expanding marriage and other rights to LGBTQ+ individuals. Especially when it comes to our greater societal acceptance of people of varying sexual identities and orientations. 

Marriage Rights Are Not The End Point Of The Battle

If you are a member of the LGBTQ+ community, love someone in that community, or are an ally, then you probably understand that the battle for equal rights is far from over. Some people felt that the battle was over once marriage equality was established for LGBTQ+ people, but this is far from the truth. 

According to Vox, 30 states still allow discrimination in the workplace against LGBTQ+ individuals, and it gets worse. LGBTQ+ members may also be legally discriminated against in the following matters in those 30 states: 

  • Housing
  • Hospital visitation rights
  • Workplace rights
  • Public accommodations
  • Adoptions
  • Religious ceremonies

The list goes on and on and is largely unnoticed by the non-LGBTQ+ public. The idea that LGBTQ+ individuals are not still discriminated against and marginalized is a false narrative that we tell ourselves to get through the day. The reality is that systemic discrimination is still alive and well within the borders of the United States and beyond. 

A Changing Tide

It is not fair to speak only of the massive obstacles that remain in the way of the LGBTQ+ movement without paying attention and respect to the multitudes of people looking for ways to change that reality. It turns out that there is a changing tide of opinion in our society regarding same-sex marriage rights and many other issues critical to the LGBTQ+ movement. 

A recent Gallup poll found that 70% of Americans now support legalizing same-sex marriage. That is a record high since the poll was conducted, and it is the latest sign that many Americans have evolved in their opinions about the issue. While a human being’s rights are not up for a vote or negotiation, it is nice to know that there is significant backing by the public at this time for those rights to continue to exist. Other advancements for the LGBTQ+ community include: 

  • The repeal of “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell”
  • Increase in LGBTQ+ clubs on school campuses
  • Transgender rights added into the fold as part of the movement
  • Professional athletes come out as LGBTQ+
  • Greater visibility given to the issue

There are many accomplishments that the movement has notched, and many more yet to come. However, while all of these official milestones have made a major impact on countless lives, we must also recognize that some of the most impactful moments in the lives of everyday LGBTQ+ people often come from less highlighted events. 

Changing Hearts And Attitudes Makes A Difference

We spent a lot of time looking at major political, institutional, and societal moments when the LGBTQ+ movement won because these moments are critical. However, some of the most impactful moments for many people in the community come from smaller changes. 

For example, most online dating apps now have features that make it easier for LGBTQ+ individuals to find matches. They are also bolstered by people around them being supportive and understanding. Those connections are precious, and they are connections that members of the LGBTQ+ community may have been afraid to make not that long ago. Now, they can trust that they can likely find a group of supportive people to surround themselves with. 

Many support groups and advocacy groups have popped up in schools, local communities, and even religious congregations. These provide yet another outlet for LGBTQ+ individuals to find the support and help they need when they are going through a struggle (and when they are thriving!). 

Society does not change in a heartbeat, and there are still plenty of people in the LGBTQ+ community who are oppressed. There are far too many people still shunned by their parents because of who they are, and suicide rates among this group remain startlingly high. We cannot take our foot off the pedal because we have managed to notch some victories. We should take heart in the fact that we have made as much progress as we have, but we must also recognize that there is plenty of work left to do. We can, and must, do better as a society, and the best way to do that is to recognize our shortcomings and do what we can in our own small way to ease a small piece of the burden of these problems. 

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a college les story

When I went away to college and told people I was from Bennington, Vermont, almost everyone made the comment “oh, so you were from the town with the playboy rated #1 girls’ school for fun.” Here I grew up in a town and never knew that the college had that reputation for years, even though it was co-ed when I was in high school.

When I went home for the first time that fall I took a ride over to the school. It was a weekend and I was allowed in by security for some reason, parked and walked around the campus. I didn’t know what I was looking for, but had to check out the place.

After walking around awhile I had passed a few other girls but nothing seemed wild or anything. I then saw the student union and figured I would check it out. I walked in and the place was pretty empty, but there were girls sitting around a few here and there and the snack bar was opened. I grabbed a soda to not look too out of place. When I finished it I figured I would leave, I didn’t have a plan and whatever I thought I would find was probably pretty dumb. I saw a ‘girls’ bathroom and figured I would pee before heading back to my car. When I was in the stall I couldn’t believe my eyes. There was graffiti all over the walls. School had been open for about a month and they must have pained over all this stuff during the summer. The stuff on the walls reminded me of being in men’s rooms, not what you saw in ladies rooms. Most of the stuff looked to be from rival sororities and it was wild, almost all the writing was about the other groups being a bunch of lesbians, but each had a colorful way of accusing the others of “dikes, muff divers, carpet munchers, ass eaters” and the such and the others were about who were “jocks, uglies, fake tits” etc. I found it more comical than a turn on, but I got a renewed push that I could have some fun here. Then I found something towards the bottom of the stall. It read “hey freshman- you are in the wrong spot, check out 1st floor toilet, last stall.” Well that is all I needed as a push to get up and leave the spot I was sitting.

I walked around the general area of the first floor and then found the stars that lead down stairs. I looked around to see if anyone was watching, actually hoping someone was. I walked around the first floor for probably 3 minutes trying to find the bathrooms and finally came upon them. I walked in and the lights popped on, I was obviously the only here and no one had been here for at least the time the motion detector was set for.

I walked to the last stall, pulled down my jeans and hot orange thong and took a seat. Here too there was writing on the wall but this was more on the sex side- girls posting little ads about themselves like “tall- buxom- slut yours for the taking” and then there were times to meet here or at other places on the campus I guessed by the names. I was getting turned on reading the stuff on the wall and kept reading, my favorite was a little bit of a story that was something like “came here to pee and wound up eating pussy for 2 hours, girls just kept lining up- my tongue was so sore I could hardly talk for a week.” I was so jealous. I was starting to rub my wet pussy when suddenly I heard a girl yelling something out in the hall. Then the door slammed open and this girl was either talking to someone in a hall or herself, I heard: “fuckin bitch, I can’t believe she did that…it got all over my shirt…” I could see her back now at the sink.

There was obviously no one else with her at this point. She pulled off her top and I could see her looking at it. I then heard her said “bitch I can’t believe it.” She then looked up at the mirror and I ducked back out of her site line, I then heard ‘fuck me, my bra too?” I moved my head back and saw the girl taking her bra off. I looked into the mirror and from when I was sitting they looked big ‒ but firm. I felt like I should cough or flush the toilet or something but I was enjoying this kind of voyeurism. I then saw her head tilt and again she sounded upset. “What a whore she got my shorts- I am going to kill her.” I couldn’t see what the other girl had spilled or thrown at her, but it must stain the way she was yelling. The girl then pulled her shorts down to her ankles. I was looking square at her beautiful butt. She was wearing a pair of black thongs and the butt strap was barely visible between her cheeks. She was untying her sneakers that obviously had a knot as it was taking her a while and she continued to swear… but I was getting a great view. She finally stood up and went back to the sink.

I couldn’t take it any longer and I slid a finger between my labia. I didn’t think I had made a noise but I suddenly heard “Is there someone in here?” I looked up and I was not visible from the mirror- or I didn’t think I was as I couldn’t see her. Again I heard “who’s in here?” I heard the girl push open the other two stall doors and knew she was coming to my door. She didn’t push on the door, she peaked in through the crack that I was looking out, she looked in and saw me. I had my hand covering my pussy, but my naked legs were still visible to her. “Open this door” she barked. I am submissive to begin with so I didn’t think twice about leaning forward and unhooking the door.

The girl pushed the door in and was standing in the doorway looking down at me. I was looking at this beautiful girl with amazingly perfect naked tits. She was sizing me up too I guess as there was silence for a moment or two and then she said loudly “what have you been doing in here?” I didn’t respond. “Have you been staring at my ass while I have been cleaning my clothes?” she asked. I just kind of shrugged my shoulders. “You have haven’t you? You been fucking staring at my ass, and I would imagine fingering yourself at the same time, am I right?” I think I gave a little bit of a nod, or was frozen, one of the two . She laughed, took a step into the stall and closed the door. She turned around and faced the door and bent a little and removed her thong. Her butt was probably a foot from my face. She looked over her shoulder and said- “well now you can eat it instead of just looking.” She backed up another step and spread her feet a little more. I lean forward and down and started to lick the back part of her labia. I had just made contact when the girl yells ‘I said my ass not my pussy. You were looking at my ass- now you get to taste it- shove your tongue in my hole, don’t worry its clean.”

Now at this point I had been with a bunch of girls and had fingered some asses, but hadn’t licked many. I figured “what the hell” and went for it. I licked up and down her crack a few times and then when to work on her anus. I must have been doing a good job as the girl was moaning a few moments after I started. The girl then took her hands and spread her cheeks and I was able to get deeper inside her- her moaning increased and then she said “OK- don’t stop what you are doing, but rub two of your fingers along my pussy. I did as I was told and ran my fingers between her labia- they were swollen in anticipation and as I ran my fingers between them I was rewarded with the wetness that must have been filling her pussy. I rubbed back and forth in time with my licking. She then said, through her moaning, “OK shove them inside me.” I pointed my fingers up a little and on the run between her labia my fingers slid up into her hot wet pussy. The girl let out a little bit of a scream and I fingered her harder. Her ass mussels seemed to relax and my tongue was even deeper inside her. I could feel the girl starting to cum as her body was starting to shake to say nothing of the increased verbal moaning and screaming. I suddenly heard the outdoor door open.

I started to withdraw my tongue and the girl pulled my head back into her ass. She kept screaming in her climax. I then heard a voice from outside the stall, in a regular tone of voice. “Hey Maggie, are these your clothes out her on the counter?” The girl I was playing with responded through her moans “yes, they’re mine.” The other girl said “well I am going to move them over a bit…. By the way who you got in there, I am sure you will have to tell me as I am sure you have her mouth tied up?” Maggie, now I knew her name, responded “must be a freshman, never saw her before.” The girl from the outside said back “well leave some tongue for me, I am horny as hell today.” Maggie didn’t respond but I could tell she was coming down from her climax a bit. I kept my attack up for a few more minutes and then Maggie reached behind her and pushed my forehead away from her ass. It was nice to breath, and I kept my fingers inside her till she removed those as well. She turned around and looked at me and said “good job rookie… I’ll introduce you to Sue.” She opened the door and left the stall with her panties still in her hand. I pulled up my thong and realized they would be soaked in a minute as my pussy was on fire. I then pulled up my jeans and walked out of the stall. The other girl was sitting up between the sinks. Her back was up against the mirror and her feet were up on the sides of her butt giving me a perfect view of another completely shaved pussy. I hadn’t said a word yet and Sue says “cute, I can’t believe I missed you at orientation.” I kept it quiet for the moment that I didn’t go to their school. Maggie said “Sue this is ‒ um, Rookie” I reached my hand out and said “it Sheryl.” Sue took my hand and instead of shaking it, pulled it towards her breast and then rubbed it around her chest.

I didn’t need any more encouragement and I started to feel her up. She pulled my head close to her and then started to kiss me. She pulled my hair a little and pulled me away from her just a little bit–“So Maggie had you do her ass, huh?” she smiled as she had said it and then pulled me back in for another kiss. She then used my hair again to control my head, she pulled me away from her face and pushed me between her legs. I was now in much more familiar territory and went to work on her labia, clit and pussy. Sue never let go of my hair, she seemed to enjoy steering me around the area I was working on. After a few a minute or two Maggie and Sue started to talk about stuff as if they were at a coffee table or something.

However, I noticed that they both used the words “fuck and cunt” like they were “this or that.” Maggie was getting dressed and when she was done Sue said to her “Well knowing you; this little girl’s pussy has not had any attention from you or her own hand since she has been in here?” Maggie responded “well I don’t know what she did before I got in here, but as you know she wasn’t in here for more than a couple of minutes before I came in.” I kept up my oral attack of Sue, but realized that a lot of this must have been staged, but I didn’t care. I thought Sue was giving a hint to Maggie to undo my pants and get me off, after all I was bent over the counter and was very accessible. Maggie finally said “well let me go upstairs and see who’s around. Maybe one of your fellow field hockey jocks can come down here and lap her up.” At that Maggie came over next to me and my head was pulled off of Sue’s pussy (by Sue’s hand” and my face was turned to Maggie’s. She gave me a nice long French kiss. She then pulled away and said “Why Sue, you showered this morning” Maggie looked at me and continued “she loves to come down here after practice sometimes- you would taste her for days.” Maggie laughed hard and pushed my head back between Sue’s legs and I went back to work. Sue was nearing her climax when the bathroom door opened up. I looked up and there was another good looking girl, my gosh everyone at this school seemed to be a beauty.

This girl looked younger than Sue or Maggie. She looked at us and said “Miss Maggie sent me down here and told me I should do what I am told.” Sue laughed and said “are you a pledge?” the girl said she was. Sue said “OK cunt, take off your clothes and then I will tell you what to do.” The girl thanked Sue and started to get undressed. My head was grabbed and put back between her legs. I sucked on her clit for a few moments. Sue liked this and started to moan for the first time. The girl then said “what now Miss?” I looked up and the girl was cute and hot, her pussy was also shaved. Sue said “turn around” the girl did what she was told and my eyes almost popped out of my head. There was a hot pink circle around the girl’s hole. Sue laughed- I guess she was looking at me. Sue said “So I guess you are pledging under Mistress Kathleen?” “Yes Miss” the girl responded. Sue then asked “Is that the first sized plug?” “No Miss, I am up to the second size- the first one was white.” Sue looked at me and said “The sorority she is pledging is the one Maggie is president of and as you have learned from you session with her, she has a fascination with the female ass.” Sue then put me back to work on her pussy and said “do what your were doing to my clit, I liked that.” I went back to sucking and flicking her clit with my tongue. Sue then instructed the girl to undo my pants, which she did. In a matter of moments the girl had be undressed from the waist down and my legs were apart as much as they could be and still reach Sue’s pussy. Sue then told the girl to sit on the floor facing my pussy with the back of her almost under the counter. She then told her to eat me out. I thought I was going to cum when the tip of the girls tongue touched my labia. Gosh did I need this.

The girl started lapping me from bottom to top. I was moaning into Sue’s pussy, where I was now working; having left her clit a minute before. Sue was defiantly close to cumming, I wasn’t far off and the other girl was working me hard. Sue yelled down to the other girl “Hey Cunt, you can finger yourself if you want, no matter what your mistress says, remember Maggie told you to do what you were told by me- do you understand?” The girl pushed away from me and said “oh, thank you most generous Miss.” I then heard the girl moan as she obviously touched herself. A few minutes later all three of us were cumming. Sue had me pulled in so tight to her pussy that I could hardly breath and I think that was intensifying my climax. I know for sure that the girl between my legs was getting a bath from cum seeing as I was standing. This went on for a few more minutes till Sue told us to stop. The girl stood up and as expected her chin, neck and chest were wet with my cum. Sue looked at me and asked “are you a pledge?” I told her “no” and she said “well if you were I would make you clean off your cum from her with your tongue.” I smiled and did it anyway. Sue then had the two of us kiss, while she got dressed.

The girl and I just kept kissing, not because we were being told to- but because we wanted to. Sue was ready to leave and told the pledge that it was OK to stay with me, but when she left the bathroom she was back on her “mission.” She told me what house she was in and told me to stop by “anytime.” I had to ask the question on my mind: “Sue, don’t you worry about being caught in here?” She laughed “This is the students building, so the faculty gives us our space here, and all the janitors are men, so they are not allowed in here except when the building is closed and between 3 and 4 each weekday.” and she left. Kathy and I made out and fingered each other for a while, I wanted to eat her, but my mouth was shot. We left with each other’s email address and agreed to see each other next time I was home.

 

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College Roomie

Jen is my Junior year roomie and cute as a button. She has a boyfriend with whom she is definitely no prude buy has never been with a girl. From the day we met I dreamed we could be closer but never actually dared to hope that our relationship would get as close as it did!

It was the start of my 3rd year of college and I was now a junior! Finally I was not going to be in a dorm but instead an apartment. No more RAs breathing down my neck to keep the room clean and police what I do all the time. It was an on-campus apartment which meant the rules were still pretty strict ‒ no boys at ANY time for instance, but I was used to that. In the past I had to wonder about what my one roomie would be like. Well, this year I had FIVE. The apartment had three bedrooms so I would only be sleeping with one and sharing a bathroom with four more. The bedrooms were all larger than my previous dorms rooms so I wasn’t expecting any issues. Although I was curious about all five of them, one in particular was on my mind ‒ Jen. I had gotten her bio and introductory e-mail once the room assignments were made and w had chatted a few times so I knew a bit about her. You never knew what a person was really like until you actually met them and the introduction letters were so sterile it was impossible to know how they would be when you actually met. Take my previous roomies for example….

My freshman year roomie was Brenda. Brenda lives in a nearby town about ten miles or so away. Her parents thought it would be a good idea for her to spend her freshman year on campus to help acclimate to college life. It worked out well for her even though she still went home most weekends. Sometimes she would let me come along which made for a nice getaway from the dorm room. When I first left home for college I had a steady boyfriend with whom I had thought I would maintain a long-stance relationship and see whenever I got back. He went to a local college and we had been dating for a few months and I was starting to think maybe he even loved me. Brenda took me home with her one weekend shortly after school started and we had fun taking pictures of me for my boyfriend. The photo session got pretty hot and eventually led to my first lesbian experience (OK, technically I have been having sex with my mom and her younger sister since I was 16 but that is completely different from doing with a girl not related to me). I was about to send them off to my boyfriend when an e-mail arrived from him telling me he was seeing another girl and just wanted us to be friends. Naturally I wrote the bastard back telling him what he could do with that proposal AND he certainly didn’t get the pictures I had made up for him. I felt more hurt than I had ever been in my life. How could I have been so blind not to realize that he was just like all the other teenage boy that dated me just for sex? Brenda was fantastic though and helped me through those times, helping me forget my ex-boyfriend in a number of ways which including us sleeping together. We continued that for the rest of the school year and to this day I still consider her one of my closest friends. Unfortunately her parents weren’t about to pay for another year in the dorms which meant I had a new roomie my sophomore year ‒ Karen.

Karen was a multitude of conflicts. She was one of the sweetest girls you could ask for ‒ and one of the most naturally sexy ones as well. On the one hand she was a confirmed virgin who was so up-tight about sex she wouldn’t even masturbate, but on the other she had a figure I would have killed for and loved to dress in sexy clothes and skimpy bikinis. She was wonderful to be around and loved by everyone but was quite demanding as a roomie. Things had to be her way which me sleeping with something on instead of nude as I have been since I was 12. It was crazy in a way. People talk about their college years as the times they did wild things and here I was actually being less open about myself than I had ever been. Needless to say Karen never knew much about my sex life although I think she suspected I was not everything I portrayed myself as at school. She certainly never had a clue why I was so happy to spend a weekend at Brenda’s! At the end of the year we parted as close friends but she transferred to a school closer to home so I never saw her again and we didn’t stay in touch.

From what little I knew of my latest roomie, I expected Jen to be in between the two extremes I had experienced to date. She was smart and had skipped a year of grade school when she was younger so she would be a full year younger than me. She had also been a cheerleader in high school and I immediately had memories of the little bitches at my high school that made up the cheerleading squad. I certainly hoped she had put that behind her but she still seemed quite the perky one when we had talked on the phone. From her pics she had sent me I could see that she was quite pretty and even if she had not told me she had been a cheerleader I would have guessed. She just had THAT look ‒ little miss perky with the brilliant smile and glowing eyes that had every guy in school drooling over her. Hopefully that meant she wasn’t the prude that Karen had been but I realized that being so lucky as I had been with Brenda would take a small miracle.

It was move-in day and for the first time I drove myself to school in my “new” car. I should say it was my first car as it was mom’s old Avalon that she gave up to get her new BMW. It had over a hundred thousand miles on it but still ran well and was comfortable to drive. My gear was packed in the trunk and back seat so I pulled up on the curb outside the apartment. It was easy to find ‒ right across the street practically from my old dorm. I looked at the girls moving into the dorms and smiled to myself. I should have rightfully been out of there last year but there was room in the apartments for only about two-thirds of the sophomore class so a lottery was held and wouldn’t you know it but I lost. Better late than never though and I started carrying my stuff in and in the process met my new roomies. Jen hadn’t arrived yet so I got to pick out which bed and closet I wanted. I had everything in and was chatting with my other roomies when Jen and her parents showed up. They had driven in from Wisconsin where they lived in some town by a lake so it had taken them longer to get here than I did. I greeted Jen and in the process did a quick assessment. She was actually shorter than even I was at barely 5’2” and couldn’t have weighed more than 95 pounds. She was indeed the bouncy perky type but in a pleasant way. She had a great figure and a smile never seemed to leave her face. Her parents were wonderful and I noticed that the first piece of personal stuff she put in the room was a picture of her boyfriend. Later after she had moved in and said goodbye to her parents we sat down and got to know one another. Over the course of the next few weeks we grew closer and told each other more personal things during which I learned more about Jen and her boyfriend.

First of all, Jen was at least no virgin. This was actually more than just a minor confession for any girl to make at our school where sex was outright forbidden and premarital sex considered all but a mortal sin. We were both relieved to find that the other was actively having sex at home although we were totally different in that regard. Jen had not lost her virginity until the summer after her freshman year of college and since then had only had sex with a total of three boys, two of them only once. Her most recent boyfriend, Alex, was the first and only boy she had given a blowjob to. Needless to say I didn’t tell her I had had one-time sex with dozens of guys by then and a total more than 100 if you counted the faceless guys at various parties I had gone to. It was a bit funny in a way in that while I played down my sexual history it seemed she was trying to impress me with hers. Apparently once she found Mr. Right the barriers came down and they had been fucking like rabbits all summer. Needless to say, she missed Alex ‒ a lot, and it wasn’t his glowing smile she was missing already! As the weeks went by I could tell she was missing him more and more as it seemed she was getting hornier with each passing day. This worked in my favor as gradually we opened up to each other more and more in terms of discussing sex. I love to sleep nude and I can still vividly remember the shock on Karen’s face the first (and last as it turned out) time she saw me slip under the sheets with nothing on. Jen’s eyes widened a little bit but she didn’t say anything and in fact the next night I noticed she was sleeping nude as well. I smiled at her as she dropped her robe, revealing her petite nude body before quickly covering herself under her blanket. Her face reddened as she held the covers up to her chin and told me that sleeping naked was something she always wanted to do but her parents would have had a fit! After that night we didn’t say anything more about it but it was the last time either of us wore anything to bed.

I loved to chat with people on-line about sex at night and while I could never get Jen into it (none of my friends do either unfortunately) at least she didn’t interfere with me. Although she knew I was chatting a lot she never really knew about what and certainly never knew that at times I was discussing my incestuous relationships! Sometimes she would get on the phone with her boyfriend as I was chatting and it was at those times when I could tell she was missing him a LOT, and in more ways than one judging by the way she squirmed when they talked. Sometimes she would get up and take her phone to the bathroom. I would just sigh, wishing she wouldn’t feel she had to hide when she played with herself while she talked to Alex. I would have loved to have heard what she was saying to him as well!

The real breakthrough came after about a month or so of us being together. Although I tend to be a night owl, mornings have always been my peak sexual time. I seem to always wake up horny as hell, my pussy wet from whatever nasty dreams I must have been having. At home my dad stops by my room before he goes to work which helps me out but usually he doesn’t have a lot of time and I still will often masturbate even after he has fucked me. At school I am left to take care of myself ‒ literally. At first I just fingered myself quietly under the covers, trying not to wake Jen. Apparently I wasn’t totally successful because one morning when I thought she was sound asleep I must have been a little louder than I should have been when I came. Jen was on her side turned away from me but to my complete surprise I could tell from the way she was moving that she was doing herself! When she had finished she turned over and we both looked at each other and then broke out into laughter. Apparently we were both horny in the morning and each of us had been trying not to let the other know. Well, from then on we didn’t try to hide it when we played with ourselves and as we grew more comfortable with each other we got more open about it. It wasn’t like we were putting on a show for the each other but at the same time we didn’t hide it either. For me it was almost like being home where masturbation was nothing to be ashamed of and I felt free to do whatever I wanted at any time. For Jen, though it was an entirely new experience. Her mother had always told her masturbation was something “bad girls” did and so she had always been shamed when she did it but at the same time couldn’t stop herself no matter how hard she had tried. She had never masturbated, or even touched herself for that matter, in front of anyone, not even Alex and certainly never another girl. I asked her if she hadn’t done it together with any of her friends during a sleepover or anything like I had when I was in high school. Jen looked shocked when I asked as if she couldn’t believe a bunch of girls would ever even consider doing anything like that. Well, I guess they raised them pretty conservative in mid-Wisconsin!

Although Jen had never been with a girl and so far had really showed no interest in it, I have to admit that during many of our masturbation sessions while she was dreaming of Alex I was imagining being closer to her. Once we started playing in front of each other in the morning she started being more open about her feelings when she had phone sex with Alex, something that seemed to get more frequent and naughty as time went by and she got hornier for him. While she was fingering herself telling Alex how much she wanted him in her pussy I would be sitting in bed alone with my laptop, chatting with people on Yahoo! and fingering myself. I am sure she thought I did it because of the conversations I was having with my on-line friends but in reality I was imagining what it would be like to help her get herself off as she masturbated while she talked to Alex.

For the next month or so we grew more and more comfortable with each other. At first we would wake up and masturbate under the covers, each knowing what the other was doing but not really showing anything. Over time we became less inhibited. First the covers dropped to reveal our boobs and slowly moved downward with each passing day until I could see her hand between her legs while she played with her pussy. Finally, one day I had my knees up and I let the covers slip over my knees to reveal my open pussy for her to see. She looked over and saw my hand in my pussy and at first she quickly looked away, as if having seen something she shouldn’t have. Her curiosity and lust soon overcame her trepidations and she kept stealing glances back until finally she just watched. I spread my legs apart to make it easier for her to see and I was rewarded with the sight of her playing with herself even more vigorously than usual. It took a few days of this for her to follow suit but finally she allowed to see her entire nude body as she played with her clit and pussy. I love watching other people masturbate ‒ boys and girls, and it makes me even hotter to see them bring themselves to an orgasm, especially when I know it is me that is helping them get there. Knowing that I was the first to see Jen masturbate made it even more special for me and when she would cum, lifting her hips high off the bed as her back arched and her eyes were tightly shut. It made me want to just reach over and hold her tightly to me.

The two of us continued to masturbate regularly but thus far that was as far as we ever went. Although I noticed she seemed to enjoy watching me, there was never even the slightest hint that she wanted to do anything more. If anything, it seemed she just talked about fucking Alex even more once we started doing it together. Sometimes I would talk about a boyfriend or two that I had fun with back home but I never even hinted at the “special” relationships I had with my family.

So it went until it was the week of Thanksgiving break. It was a short week and everyone was waiting impatiently to go home Wednesday afternoon. Jen had tickets to fly home and from her most recent phone calls with Alex, I had a feeling Alex had better be ready for some serious sex when she got there! She was as horny as I had ever seen a girl be and was masturbating two and three times a day – at least so far as I knew. I figured if there was ever going to be a time to try to make that next step with her, this was it!

Monday morning arrived and we were both up early going at it in our respective beds. The covers were thrown back and we both were on our backs with our knees bent and spread apart to let the other see as best as possible. Neither of us had an early class on Mondays so usually on this day we would get off and then hit the bed for another hour or so of sleep to let ourselves wind down. I climaxed first as I dreamed of what I was about to do with Jen if only I could work up the courage. Jen was fingering herself with one hand while she cupped one of her small boobs with the other. I could smell the distinctive odor of her wet pussy as she stroked two fingers in and out of her. Taking in a deep breath, I released it slowly as I got out of bed, went over to hers and sat down next to her. She opened her eyes as the weight of my body tilted the mattress under her but then just closed them again as she continued without another moment of hesitation. At first I just sat there, my heart pounding as I looked at her pussy from as close a view as I had ever had. Her fingers were wet as she put one of them in her pretty pussy and then used the others to spread the wetness over her pussy lips and clit. I couldn’t help but lick my lips in anticipation as her finger moved over her swollen clit making her body convulse as the pleasure it created spread out through her. I put my hand between my legs and felt my own wet pussy, the bare skin around it slippery from my pussy juices and moaned softly as I touch my clit and felt a shiver go up and down my spine. For the next few minutes I masturbated with her on her bed, the two of us next to each other but other then the feel of her bare hips against me as I sat there, still not touching one another.

I knew that if I didn’t do something soon I would lose my courage so with my heart beating so fast I was sure she could hear it, I took my left hand and gently placed it on her upper leg, letting my fingers lightly touch her inner thigh and then slowly dragging my fingertips over her skin which was as soft and warm as I had imagined it would be. Now THAT got her attention and she opened her eyes and stopped her masturbating. I took note that she didn’t take her hand off her pussy though which was hopefully it was a good sign.

“Um, Kelly…………. what are you doing?” she asked softly, a sly grin coming to her face.  “Shhhhhh, “ I replied softly as I lifted my hand off of her, “Nothing, don’t worry… don’t let me stop you.” She closed her eyes again and soon started to finger herself again so I put my hand back on her leg again and this time she didn’t’ do anything to stop me. Encouraged, I let my hand move quicker over her silky smooth thighs, going from leg to leg but passing north of her pussy and over her belly as I did. Jen opened her eyes and looked at me as if seeing me for the first time.  “Kelly, ……. I mean really, what are you doing?” she asked but not stopping her masturbating this time. I didn’t say a word but just let my fingertips continue to lightly trace little circles as I moved my hands over her lower body. “ Kelly, you know I have never done anything with a girl before, ” she said, this time in a bit louder voice. “I’m not a lesbian!”   “Mmmmmm, don’t worry Jen, ” I said, trying to reassure her, “I’m not one either so don’t worry. I love boys but it can be fun with a girl sometimes. “

Her body seemed to loosen a bit and she giggled when my fingers passed over her side just above her hips.  “That tickles!” she giggled. I slowly moved to her stomach and made little circle around her belly button. She giggled again and twisted just a bit as she said laughingly, “Kelly! Stop tickling me!”  I grinned at her and slowly worked my hand down to the top of the short line of pubic hair she kept when she shaved her pussy. “C’mon Jen, just close you eyes and imagine it’s Alex touching you.”

Fortunately her incredible lust for Alex won out over any concerns about me and she did indeed close her eyes and resumed her masturbating. Oh my god she looked so hot! She was so small yet had such a beautiful petite figure. Her pussy scent was so much stronger this close up and I licked my dry lips in anticipation of tasting it for the first time. I knew that I still had my work cut out for myself if I was going to make THAT part of my dream come true!

I continued to slowly trace my fingers all over her body, moving from her legs to her hips (where I she was still incredibly ticklish!) over her tight little stomach and then at first just around her boobs which were so petite like the rest of her naked body. My finger tips moved in ever reduced spirals around her boobs until they were touching her pointed nipples. She gasped as I pinched them softly between my fingers, pulling on them gently. I put my finger in my mouth to get it wet and then used it to rub her nipples, the moisture lubricating her hard nipple under my fingertip.

“Ohhhhhhhhh yes, ” she moaned softly, “That feels soooo good.”  Emboldened by her response, I worked my way back to her stomach and then just touched the top of her hairline of her close-trimmed pussy hair. Jen trimmed her pubic hair but didn’t shave it off the way I did. Apparently Alex liked to play with it and so she made sure there was some for him to have fun with. I gently lifted her hand off her pussy and place it on her breast. Her wet fingers immediately started to knead her boobs while mine went back to her now empty crotch. She was soaking wet from masturbating for the past hour and probably cumming at least once or twice in that time. My finger easily slid over her clit and I felt her tense up as I started to play with it.   “Oh I don’t know about this Kelly……….I just don’t know, ” she whispered in a hoarse voice. I noticed her hips were starting to move under my fingers so whatever uneasiness she was trying to vocalize, her body was betraying her true intent. “Just imagine Alex’s big cock forcing it’s way into you, ” I said as I began to push one of my fingers just inside her swollen pussy. Even though she must have been expecting it, her hand immediately flew to her crotch on top of mine. My finger was into her pussy up to the first joint and I held it there to see what she was going to do. After a few seconds she pulled her hand back and went back to massaging her boob. She opened her eyes and looked at me, her face a mixture of emotions, lust, embarrassment and confusion all in one!

“Oh god Kelly I really don’t know what to do……. I want it so bad but it’s not right, ” she cried out as tears actually started to flow from her eyes. “I just don’t understand this, how can something so bad feel so good?” I tried to calm her but she kept babbling on saying, “I know it’s wrong to do it with a girl but yet I want you to touch me!……Oh Kelly I just don’t know what to do!”

I pushed my finger deeper into her and then started to stroke it in and out of her as if it was Alex fucking her. I leaned over and took her free nipple into my mouth and sucked on it tightly. Licking her nipple with my tongue, I whispered to in a voice husky with lust, “Tell me what you want Jen……..Tell me what you want me to do……..Please tell me.”

I went back to sucking her boob as she moaned loudly. Thank God the walls were pretty soundproof as I wouldn’t want our roomies next door to hear any of this! Jen lifted her hips up under my hand and in a throaty voice said, “Oh god Kelly, I want it, oh yes I want it!……Oh god Kelly don’t stop, do anything you want to me.” She opened her eyes then and we looked directly at each other. “Anything, ” she repeated softly and distinctly.

I knew she probably wasn’t yet to the point where she could verbalize exactly what she wanted but I knew from the away she said it what she meant. I felt a twinge in my pussy as I knew I had succeeded in my quest ‒ Jen was mine now and all I had to do was take her. It felt so incredible I almost didn’t want to go further and spoil the sense of lust and anticipation. I wondered if this was how my boyfriend felt when I gave myself to him as a virgin, when I told him it was OK to fuck me and I submitted myself to him completely. Is this how he felt when he realized that a virgin teenager was giving herself to him and letting him do anything he wanted to her? All I knew was that seeing Jen lay there, waiting for me to do whatever it was I wanted to do to her, wanting me to have my way with her, was one of the most sensuous and erotic feelings in the world!

I got up and spread her legs wide apart with my hands. She watched me intently, licking her lips and breathing heavily. I climbed onto the bed with her and kneeled between her open legs, gazing at her open wet pussy that she now was presenting to me without hesitation or shame. Leaning down, I placed my hands on the sides of her hips and reached under to hold up her tight little ass. Then, without breaking eye contact so as to maintain the spell between us, I lowered my head between her legs until I drew in a deep breath to savor the musky scent of her pussy. Then I plunged my face into her cunt and my tongue searched out her clit and ran circles around it as she gasped and arched her back. God she tasted so good! I had been wanted to taste her for so long it seemed almost like a dream that my face was finally pressed against her pussy for real, that the wetness I felt was her actual pussy juice and not my vivid imagination as I masturbated. I pushed my tongue between her pussy lips and into her pussy hole as far as I could. She tasted so sweet and strong.

“Oh Kelly, ” Jen moaned, “That feels sooooooo good. Please don’t stop. No matter what I say or do, don’t stop!”  I pushed one finger into her pussy and went back to work on her clit with my tongue. She was bucking against me now and gibbering like a baby, telling me how good it felt and how much she loved it. I inserted a second finger into her and got it good and wet and then took it out. Then I did something I had never done to anyone before except myself, I pressed it against her asshole and started to push it in.

“Oh no!” she yelled at me, “Don’t touch me there…..I can’t take it, please Kelly, no!”  Well, she was the one who said don’t listen to her say NO so I didn’t. I pushed my finger further inside of her until it was to my second knuckle. It was weird, I had never felt anyone else’s asshole before and even my own was not something I touched very often. I had always thought the feeling would disgust me but with Jen it was anything but that. I could feel my fingers together, one in her pussy and one in her asshole, rubbing each other through her. My mouth was still sucking her clit when she was ready to cum.

“Cumming!” was all she could get out but man did she ever! Her pussy cum flowed over me and I felt her asshole pinch down on my finger as it violated her. Her pussy cum was delicious and I lapped it up eagerly with my tongue. God she tasted sooooooo good! She finally collapsed as her orgasm died down, exhausted from my efforts on her. I moved up and laid next to her on my side, my breast pressed against her side and one leg draped over hers. I ran my fingers up and down her body, letting just my fingernails once again trace themselves over her lightly. I let two fingers run over her breast and nipples and she gasped as her eyes were closed and she just laid there not moving a muscle. She didn’t even have the energy to close her legs back together again. I would have loved to have had her lick me in return but for now this was wonderful enough. I knew this would not be the last time we did this and I was sure she would be returning me the favor.

 

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