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My first Sapphic Experience
Sexy Erotic Stories for Adults Illustrated with Hentai Pictures
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Emily White
Copyright © 2024 by Emily White
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means without written permission from the author.
Printing and distribution: Heinz-Beusen-Stieg 5 22926 Ahrensburg, Germany
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Table of Contents
Introduction
I finally had a good time at a wedding
Cinemas
Freshly picked peaches
At the stream
Last shopping before the vacations
Mantis
My first Sapphic experience
Fuck me
Thank You!
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I hate weddings.
I hate long ceremonies topped with eternal promises of love that evaporate after only a few months.
I hate guests who parade themselves down high fashion runways in order to criticize the less stylish with impunity.
I hate long banquets at restaurants, authentic food marathons that cause dangerous increases in cholesterol and blood sugar levels.
That time, however, after a few weak refusals, I hadn't been able to decline the invitation.
The religious service was held in a lovely little country church, very pretty but unfortunately also very small, so most of the guests...including me...were left under the glare of the May sun that heralded an impending summer, in a meadow without the shade of a tree.
It made me nervous, also because I didn't know anyone and my hairdresser had forfeited because of a toothache that smelled like a trivial excuse to me.
At the end of the mass we moved to the restaurant, still in the countryside, but this time with a park where under the shade of ancient trees we drank our aperitif and refreshed ourselves.
With the history of photographs the entrance to the dining room then continued until after 2 p.m....
The dining room was very large, with tables of six place settings each, and where at the entrance you had to go look up your name to see what table you were assigned to...a little treasure hunt that definitely increased wait times.
I was at table 8 and I was in the company of the bride's grandmother who was in a wheelchair, with her daughter Emilia who was looking after her, then her other daughter Anna with her husband whose name was Sergio.
The sixth spot that was to my left was intended for the hair stylist who had forfeited....
Finally at 3pm lunch began; the food was pretty mediocre and especially the service somewhat slow.
At 5:30 p.m., after the seconds, two musicians arrived and started to play some music to brighten up the atmosphere...which was necessary because the old woman in the wheelchair was already sleeping and her daughter was giving her air with a fan without uttering a word.
The only one I was able to converse with was Anna, the bride's other aunt two years older than me who was the one who kept at least some conversation alive.
Anna asked her husband to dance and he puffed and got up to accompany her on the dance floor, but after one and a half waltzes he was already on his way back with his wife who was accusing him of being angry.
-Possible that after a dance you always have shoes that hurt and you blow off the only time you can do four jumps.
Then turning to me:
-Mirka, do you know how to dance ballroom? and to my affirmative answer with a satisfied smile.
-Please knight me....
-Yes, but only if we stop giving each other this obnoxious "she" and switch to "you".
Anna was a rather shapely woman but despite this a very good dancer and so I was able to bring her without difficulty in a ballroom rather bare of presences.
She had a white blouse rather low-cut and her breasts danced provocatively to the rhythm of the music, it will be for that or because on Friday night I could not have sex with Fulvia who had found her husband back with a day in advance, that I had begun to look at my dancer with little interest related to the dance.
In the meantime they had put on a tango and taking advantage of that dance that requires more contact, I had begun to rub my breasts against Anna's; at the beginning she had looked at me with curiosity but then thinking that it was only the result of the effect of the tango she had continued to dance in a carefree way.
At the cutting of the cake we returned to the table and Sergio said to his wife
- We're leaving in half an hour because I want to watch the 6:00 p.m. game.
Anna, getting angry, replied
-But I thought we were going to the movies tonight, you've been making excuses for 15 days and tonight is the last day they're showing Meryl Streep's latest movie....
Sergio laughing with gusto closed the argument saying
-But don't make me laugh today there are two games that decide the championship, one at 6pm and one at 8.45pm and I wouldn't miss them for the world.
- Mirka see how I am reduced, bread and soccer seven days a week ... And he
Don't believe her Mirka, I may be a soccer fanatic but she always wants to go to the movies so we're even, just think that last Wednesday I missed the semi-final of the Italian Cup to see a movie that was a ball...
At that point I felt that I had to take sides and I took Anna's side.
- Excuse me, but I would always rather sacrifice an evening to a good movie than a soccer match
Anna comforted by my defense then continued
- Mirka you are really passionate about cinema
- Of course, at home I have a library with 300 DVDs lined up and in the evening, if the TV doesn't offer anything worthwhile, I watch them in absolute contemplation.
- Do you like Meryl Streep?
- She is one of my favorite actresses
- Do you want to go watch it together tonight and leave this vile man to his soccer games?
There's a show at 8pm and one at 10:30pm but if we leave early we get to see the first one.
- I'd be delighted, I'll drive you home in my car.
At this sentence of mine Sergio with a 32 teeth smile got up immediately from his chair saying
- Perfect...I'm going to go say goodbye to the bride and groom and leave so I'm sure I won't miss a single minute of the game.
After the cake they played some ballroom dancing and we went back to the dance floor and at the tango I swiped again my breasts at Anna's that this time dancing looked at me with a rather doubtful look while I pretended instead the maximum indifference.
At 7:00 p.m. we left the restaurant and despite some traffic on the ring road at 7:45 p.m. we were at the parking lot of the multiplex.
As soon as we entered Anna told me
- Mirka do the tickets, I'm going to go to the bathroom for a moment, we'll meet here, the entrance is on me because I have a season ticket, and so saying he gave me the card in his hand.
At the ticket counter there was only one couple in front of me and when it was my turn the attendant showed me the floor plan of the room and asked me what seats I wanted.
The hall was almost completely empty, they had been showing that movie for a month and that was the last night...I looked at the red dots indicating the assigned seats and chose the two corner seats
As far away from others as possible.
Anna came running in and we headed to the lounge.
When she saw where we were sitting she was amazed and told me.
-Mirka but you have chosen these places
- No, I said she would do it...I answered lying through my teeth.
-If you say so they will assign you the ones that are the least popular, remember that for next time....
Five minutes after the beginning of the projection I put my arm on the armrest next to Anna's and I started to touch her, she slowly moved away from my arm but I followed her until she took it off and put it on her knees; but after a while she put it back on the armrest and I went back to touching her... out of the corner of my eye I looked at her and I could tell that she was wondering why I was acting this way.
She moved her arm back to the inside of the armrest but before she brought it back to her knees I took her hand in mine and slowly bending my forearms I brought it to my mouth and gently brushed it with my lips.
She looked at me and said.
-Mirka, what are you doing?
-I am simply kissing your hand
-Excuse me but don't tell me you like women....
-Yes I like women and I like you; it's been ever since we danced together that I've been itching to caress your skin and kiss it.
In the meantime the first half was over, the lights came on and we remained mute in our seats, Anna was staring at the white screen as if they were projecting something and she didn't dare to look at me, the embarrassment was total on both of our parts.
The lights went out and the second half began...I turned slightly toward her and rested my far hand on her knee.
I felt her body stiffen suddenly, I froze and waited for her to relax slightly and then started to move up to the inside of her thigh, she then squeezed her legs almost angrily and I feeling her squeeze I removed it and returned to normal position.
I followed the movie even though I didn't understand anything because I didn't pay the slightest attention to the show, as I think you did.
Then all of a sudden she came up to me and said.
- Why did you take your hand away?
- Because I thought you wouldn't like it....
She then took my hand and brought it to the position I was in when feeling her close her legs I had removed it.
I started to caress her again and slowly I went up with my hand towards the inside of her thighs until I found the edge of her panties; with my fingers I tried to create a gap but it was not easy, then I felt her raise her pelvis and lowered herself on the armchair of about twenty centimeters thus facilitating my hand to remove the edge of her panties.