Masturbation @ MindSay 
Lately I have noticed many people are doing this more and more often. like this guy I never really talk to except a few times. But the instance was on the profile he had that I was viewing was stating some books he likes and one was the "republic" and in parenthesis (Yes, I do enjoy reading greek philosophy). It's something about that that kinda bothers me. I know for certain that it wasn't the greek philosophy part because i am hoping to get into that sometime soon after i finish my contemporary philosophy reading material. I think the part that gets me is where he makes the note to tell the reader that he does in fact enjoy that, I assumed that by putting it in there we would get the point he does enjoy it. I would have liked that he put republic book in there but i never see it as a shock when people tell you of there enjoyments and expect you to be shocked. Am I supposed to be shocked? taken to a new level of understanding that would support you being different from "they"? who are they? I don't know. But they must not be worth it if simple things like that come as a shock.
or how about when people wear glasses? they were them sometimes and when you see a picture with them wearing their pieces and they leave personal comments that propose that they are ugly or that they wear glasses and so what? i'd hate to tell them that a lot of people wear glasses and that no one cares if your eyes are fucked up. but this might lower their self esteem. And I am not here to do that.
and so on and so on....
oh i also like organic food (Yes I like to take care of myself through heatlhy food habits)
Sit back relax and let me run the show. I guarantee it’ll be a show you are not likely to forget, a show you are not going to want to miss.
Imagine that you are in your room, playing on your computer, hell even chatting up a storm… and then I appear… are you awake or sleeping? You are not quite sure… however, you are frozen in place… unable to move, unless I tell you to. Your hands on the keyboard, powerless to move until I issue instructions otherwise
I look at you through the darkness of the room, the computer light illuminating your face and upper body. Oh, I do so enjoy looking at that face. Such strong features, those luscious lips just begging to be kissed, those cheek bones and light eyes… I tremble with pleasure just looking at your face… but there’s more, that hair, so silky and soft, my hands itch to run my fingers through it.
You look at me… I’m wearing that red nightgown, the one that makes me feel beautiful and sexy, and the one I keep for special occasions. It’s long and silky, hugging my body, showing my curves, skimming over my thighs and swirling around my legs. Do you remember when I last wore it? You hear me asking you, but my lips don’t move, you hear my voice in your head, soft husky and sexy, just for you. I send you a little kiss, red lips just for you. You imagine me kissing you, softly, gently…
I move back and give a little laugh again, allowing you to admire my body. My body that you have imagined so many times before… I let you look at it through my gown. You can see through the red lace around my breasts, my nipples are hard. Do you remember how you imagined they felt against your gorgeous chest, the lace, and the nipples brushing up against you? I remember, I remember.
You start breathing heavily and your cock is rock hard too, pressing against your left thigh. Oh how I’d love to have that in my mouth. But, it’ll all have to wait. I’m here to tease you… drive you mad, make you delirious with desire.
I move to the side of your chair, so you can see me in the moonlight. I slowly push one thin strap off my shoulder, and then the other, until the bodice has fallen down to my waist and my breasts are bare. You can see the fullness of them, the nipples hard and the area around it puckered. They are firm and the tips point upwards, like milk chocolate with dark ends and as I move closer they sway gently.
Would you like to touch them, lick them, taste them? I laughingly ask as you try to reach for me, but you can’t move, just watch helplessly and I move the gown further down my body, past my waist, past my hips, then down my thighs to fall on the floor. I hear a sharp intake of breath as you stare at my pussy. So bare, waxed and smooth… you can see my outer lips clearly defined and just a hint of my inner ones.
“Do like what you’re seeing, sugar?” I ask, knowing full well you can’t take your eyes off my body.
Now that I have your full attention, I ask you to lay back and enjoy the ride… you are not allowed to touch me… just tell me what you'd like and like me to do… but that doesn’t mean I’ll listen…
“What is that, baby?” I ask. “Would like me to sit down on the desk, right next to your computer?”
I sit down on the desk, right where you’ve instructed me… so close to you, I know you can breathe in my perfume… you know exactly which one I use, and just how I smell. You close your eyes and breathe me in. The air is mixed with the sent of my perfume and my arousal, which you recognize at once. You’ve imagined it many times before, but now you can smell how turned on I am. There is a strong musky smell, intense and overpowering the flowery odour of my scent.
“You want to taste me, don’t you?” I ask teasingly.
My eyes drop to your lap and I see your cock straining against your pajama bottoms.
“You can touch yourself now,” I command you.
As I get comfortable on the table, I see you move your hand down to stroke your hard cock. This excites me even more, to know that you are as affected by me as I am by you. I open my legs and rest my feet on either side on the arms of your chair, so that my pussy is directly in front of your face. My pussy lips part slightly, you see my outer lips glisten with moisture, you can almost taste the stickiness and again I hear your breathing get heavier.
Reaching behind me I bring my favourite vibrator into view. You know the one… the blue vibe that has been a substitute for your cock countless numerous times. The shaft is thick and long, as I move my fingers over it, you imagine my hands on your cock, stroking it slowly. However, it’s the rabbit’s ears that hold the greatest pleasure. The clit tickler as its called, has four settings, the fourth being my favourite.
“You’d like to watch, would you?” I inquire. “You want to see how I pleasure myself as you talk to me.”
Placing my vibrator beside me, I move my hands to my hair, my breasts lifting with movement of my hands. Reaching into my hair I pull out the jewelled clip holding it up. You watch as my hair cascades down, past my shoulders and over my tits. Once again I reach up and ruffle my hair, messing it up…
Sliding my hands down my neck and around my tits. Cupping them and feeling their weight, brush my thumbs over my nipples, once, twice, thrice, just like you would. Placing my fingers into my mouth, you watch as my red lips open and I suck my fingers and thumbs. Then place them back over my breasts, my forefinger and thumb squeezing my nipples and rolling them between my fingers. My breathing getting heavier and my head dropping back.
You are getting more and more excited too, and your cock is standing to attention. You can’t help yourself but start to stroke very slowly. Watching intently as the areola puckers up and crinkles. You’d like nothing better to move closer and suck my nipples, but you know you can’t do that. So you just watch me pinch and pull my nipples away from my body. My eyes closed and biting my bottom lip, making soft whimpering noises.
I push my tits together and as I bring my nipples together, I open my eyes and look into yours.
“Would you like to see me lick them?” I ask in a low sexy voice. “Do you want me to take my nipples into my mouth and suck on them?”
Your hands start to move faster along your shaft as you see me bring my nipples closer to my mouth. My red lips part and my pink tongue snakes out to roll over and lick my hard nipples. You groan with pleasure as I place my right nipple into my mouth and begin to suck. My eyes never once leaving your face as I move to my left nipple and tease it with my tongue. Pulling the hard bud with my teeth. I watch as your chest seems to have a life of it’s own and your breathing is ragged.
Releasing the hard little button, I motion for you to come closer and offer my nipples to you. You hungrily move your mouth over on the left one, suck greedily while with your other hand you keep stroking your cock. Leaning back on my palms on the table, I arch my back, pushing my tits forward and allowing myself to enjoy the sensations your mouth is creating on my body. Almost gasping out loud as you release your cock and grab both my breasts, push the nipples together and chew on them gently.
I am enjoying the feeling so much, it’s only when I feel your hard dick nudging my pussy lips do I regain some of my senses. My eyes flash open to see you standing before me. Shaking my head, as if to clear it I laughingly, push you away from me. You start to protest, but I remind you of your promise (or the rules) and you grudgingly sit back down, cock in hand. Your eyes have darkened and I know that you can stand only so much teasing and need for this show to continue.
Taking a deep breath, I use my legs to drag your chair closer, so that you are closer to my body. I hear you lower your chair so that you are almost eye level with my cunt. You know where I am headed. Scooting closer to the edge of the table, so that my ass is off the table, I take my favourite blue vibrator in hand. You watch carefully as I turn on the delicate rabbit ears on to the second setting and place it over my pussy lips.
Your mouth waters as you see my dark outer lips part and glisten. As the vibrating ears move over my pussy, I can feel that familiar warmth course through my body. I feel my lips parts and the ears reach my clit. Almost involuntarily my body jumps slightly as the buzzing get more intense and I feel hot all over. You watch my face as my eyes close and my mind concentrates on the pleasure I am feeling. I press the clit tickler harder on my clit and a moan escapes my lips, followed by another one, and a louder one.
As I feel my orgasm closer, I stop and turn on the shaft of the vibrator, only then noticing that your hand is now moving very rapidly over your cock and you too are near the edge. Lying back on the table, I move my heels on to the edge of the table and drop my knees down.
“OH my God, baby!” you whisper hoarsely as my cunt is bared in front of your eyes.
I use the tips of my fingers to splay my pussy open, to show you just how aroused I am. My outer lips which were a dark chocolate shade pushed back to reveal the soft deep red tissue inside. So different from what you are used to seeing, you stare enthralled and fascinated but the deep colours. I spread open the top of my pussy and you see my clit pop out, but not the dark red colour you were expecting. No! My clit is a lighter pink.
“Please, baby…” I hear you beg, “I just need a little taste.”
In my aroused state, I nod “But, no hands!” I clarify as you dive between my legs and latch on to my clitoris. My fingers move lower and pull open my inner lip. You feel a copious amount of pussy juice trickle out of me… you sniff the powerful sweet smell of my juice and your tongue plunges into my ruby red fuck hole. I scream out in pleasure and you tongue fuck my cunt while wanking your cock hard. You continue your stabbing until you feel my cunt muscles contract around tongue and you know I am going to cum.
You feel my body stiffen for a second and a gush of cum floods your mouth, and my body thrashes and bucks at your mouth. Quickly moving up and sucking on my clit, you don’t let me come down from my high. You take my clit between your lips and use your tongue to flick at the throbbing button. My fingers plunge into my cunt as it spasms and I feel another orgasm approaching. My hips rising as I started to feel the heat and tingles start. Right from the tip of my head... my breasts... my tummy, my legs and my pussy... you keep sucking away until a scream rips from my throat calling out your name as I clench around my fingers and come hard again.
Gasping for air, I dig my fingers into your hair, wrench your head back and stare into your eyes. You don’t stop stroking your shaft and your eyes tell me that you are approaching your climax. My show is not over, so I push you back on your chair.
My hand shakes as I grab the vibrator off the table and ram it into my incredibly wet and juicy pussy. You groan and jerk yourself hard as you watch my fleshy folds open and swallow the vibrator into its ruby red depths. Your hand movements and speed match mine… now I am fascinated too, watching you grip your hard cock and the way the soft skin rolls back and forth. I can almost feel your dick twitch and your balls tighten.
“Are you almost there?” I ask, my voice husky and raw.
“Baby, I am going to cum.” Your ragged reply tips me over the edge and I scream out your name once more and watch your hot white cum shoot out and land on my dark thighs. Our bodies strain and quiver as we reach the pinnacle of our pleasure and continue shaking as we both fall back exhausted after our exertions. Looking across at each other, smiling contentedly, you close your eyes…
Sighing, you reach out for me, but your arms meet with thin air… Opening your eyes you look around disorientated, trying to focus on the table. You see only the light of the computer and my face smiling back at you. Was I really there? You shake your head, as if trying to clear it… You lick your lips and swear you can taste my cum, you sniff the air and can smell my perfume…
okay is it news to anyone that teenagers have roaring hormones and a biological timer that says "Go for it" ? Historically this was handled by having young adults married or off and ready to reproduce around 15-16. If you were royal maybe by 13-14. But America has delayed social maturity and expects the biology to follow suite because it's convenient and also because american teenagers are not in a very good position to take on the responsibilities of parenthood, homemaking and maybe even owning a car. But the juices start pumping anyway. So unless we , as a society, are going to chaperone teenagers everywhere or sewing them into padlocked chastity garments........ well they are going to have sex. I became sexually active at age 16, my younger sister before she started her periods. And let me tell you that once a young person starts having sex they do not STOP. should I say this again? THEY DO NOT STOP. yet schools and churches and even colleges emphasize abstainence. OMG. what a joke. We are pushing a biological boulder up a hill and doing worse that sisuphus.
I propose that all american childlren begin sex education bebfore the third grade and well before puberty they understand the biology , the urges and ways to handles their sexual feelings. There are a world of sexual things that teens can do short of intercourse. we had something called technical virginity whereby one did everything but.... of course that was only a delaying tactic because it just got everyone hotter. They need to be taught that masturbation is a reasonal outlet for urges, they need to know about hand jobs and humping and they need MOST OF ALL to inderstand the advantages and disadvantages to becomeing sexually active.
And then we need to teach them all the watys they can protect themselves from disease and pregnancy. and that information should be as over prpesent as the sexy marketing used to entice them to buy products they don't need. ANd then it should be made available to them no questiojns asked.
Of course I would want the chance to discuss the choices my teen or preteen is amking about sex but how many parents let alone teens feel comfy having that conversation and can do it without judgement. everyplace teens hang out should have safe peple to talk to and safe people who can hep them get the protectioon they need to prevent pregnancy and disease and the agony shame pain and even death that accompanies our refusal to talk about something so primal.
Sex isn't going away folks and I am tired of seeing young people hurt by their natural biological drives because the adult world wants to keep their head in the sand. Thank you for ready this. Our regular show can now resume
It was inevitable since I kept acting out my exhibitionistic tendencies, rationalising that since I didn't "cum" it didn't really "count". All self-deception, and of course, requiring lots of secrecy and sneakiness. And so much wasted time!
It has to stop, sooner rather than later, and the "accident" alerted me that it's time to make a big effort to lay off the self-exposure photos and videos (and webcamming).
This is a story about my vacation at Cancun, Mexico. I did not plan a long
time for this trip. I just decided that I wanted to go somewhere far away
and warm, and went to a travel agent who booked it for the next month.
I booked the trip not knowing what to expect. It was the first time I had
done a "resort" type of vacation. I thought that it might be a good way to
go because I didn't want the fact that I was vacationing
alone to be too obvious. It was a Club Med, and when you arrive they assign
you to a room. If you are vacationing alone, they will pair you up with
another person of the same sex, because all the rooms are as double
occupancy. On the bus ride from the airport I was sitting next to a woman
who had been to that same resort before, and she was filling me in on the
routine. There's a sort of introductory get-together first, then everyone's
invited to proceed to the desk where they do the room assignments. It's all
very informal, and if two people request a room together, they will assign
it that way.
Well, having been there before, Maria suggested we share a room, which
was fine with me, and she set it up. We got settled in the room, and went to
dinner together, then she showed me around the place. It's a real "pick-up"
club. Lots of single people, all sort of "pairing-off" in the first day or
so. Lot's of room changes. We didn't change our room though. I was enjoying Maria's company, and I was glad not to be vacationing "alone", so to
speak.
Maria didn't seem Bi, or Lez at all. She was very feminine, and she
talked a lot about guys, and sex with them, and was scoping-out the male
hunks. I don't think I gave her any idea that I had previously had any
affairs with women either. We were just a couple of dizzy girls giggling
about all the guys who were trying to connect with us. There's lots of
drinking that goes on, and I drank more than I normally would (which isn't
much anyway...)
We arrived at the resort late the first day, and stayed up late that night
drinking and flirting. There were a couple guys who nearly talked me into
going to their room with them. One was so gorgeous, I was fantasizing right
there at the bar of tearing his clothes off. For some reason (possibly that
I had just broke-up with a guy I'd been dating for over a year) I couldn't
bring myself to go with him. Later that night, when we stumbled (really)
back to the room we were loaded, and wouldn't have been any good sexually to
anyone. We were a sorry sight getting undressed. We were stumbling and
giggling and stripping, and wondering aloud if this guy or that guy at the
bar would have been a good fuck. We speculated as to how one particular
gorgeous piece of man was going to "satisfy" himself that night after we
left him. He was pretty sure that we were the ones to attach himself to.
Maybe he was hoping for some kind of three-way thing. Who knows. Who cares.
He's history. The moment we got back to the room Maria didn't hesitate in
taking off everything. She was slurring something like: "Too fucking
hot....", while throwing the last of her underwear at the wall across the
room. It was very warm and easy to sleep nude, so when she took it all off,
I just giggled and flung all my modesty across the room too. As we took
turns visiting the bathroom nude, there was some mutual 'Damn, you got a
fantastic body' sort of talk, but before you knew it, the booze finally took
its toll, and we both were dead to the world.
We awoke about the same time (late). Maria got up first, moving slowly
and talking softly, as she walked about the room, expressing regrets for
drinking so much. Before I had the chance to dig through
my bag to find something to cover my nakedness with, Maria, while also
still nude and starting to gather the clothes she had scattered the night
before, said: "God, I love the tropics. Sometimes I wish I
could be a nudist on a tropical island. The last time I was here I wore the
absolute minimum I could get away with. Not even a bra and panties. And
whatever I had on hit the floor the moment I returned to the room." Both of
us still being nude at the moment, she said: "Listen, if it doesn't offend
you. ....." I quickly told her: "No, not at all. I spent the summer in the
midwest once, and it was so damn hot I did pretty much the same thing." She
said: "Good. It's a deal, then." So we puttered about the room completely
naked, and it felt so natural. That was when I first really looked at her
body. She was truly beautiful. Tall and slender, with round bouncy breasts that
pointed outward, and a perfectly formed butt atop long sensuous legs.
She had long dark black hair that glimmered in the sun, and the hair
between her legs was so silky and soft that it clung close to her skin to
look almost as if she had shaved it clean.
We both showered and helped each other pick out something light and airy to
wear over our skimpy sheer bikinis, then went to lunch (yes... we slept so late
that it was lunch already.) After eating we strolled
toward the beach, and were soon getting a start on our tans. While we were
lying on the lounge chairs I couldn't help turning to talk to her, trying
not to be obvious about my real purpose, which was to look at her wonderful
body. Soon it got too hot to stay in the sun, and we both ran into the
crystal-clear ocean to cool our skin, laughing and holding hands as we
splashed about. We decided to return to the room to rinse off the saltwater,
and as agreed, were nude again as soon as the door was closed.
It was a small bathroom, and as we passed going to the shower, our bodies
brushed against against each other and I felt an electric jolt pass through
me. We didn't say anything about it, and she got into the
water as I left the little room. I didn't bother drying off. I would be dry
naturally very soon anyway. I was sitting on a small wooden bench in front
of the vanity mirror when she came from the shower, also having not dried
off. As I tried to pull a comb through my hair I said: "Damn, I sometimes
wish my hair was short like yours.", and she replied: "Oh, no. I love your
hair. It's beautiful. Here, let me do that for you..." She took the comb and
began gently combing it out smooth. It was the first time her touch wasn't
inadvertent, and it felt so nice. She took a long time combing, while I made
faint moaning sounds, and told her how I liked having my hair combed by
someone. Then she told me softly that she loved combing beautiful long hair,
and that mine was especially beautiful, and that she could keep combing it
for hours. My eyes connected with her eyes in the mirror and she softly
smiled at me. I just closed my eyes and let myself rest back against her.
She set the comb down and began massaging my hair and my temples. I said:
"Ummmm... that's so nice. I love having that done to me." She said: "I love
doing it. I love touching beautiful things, and I miss the feel of long hair
against my skin..."
Just then, I moved slightly, so as to gently rub my long hair against her
bare front... and felt a warm glow light up in my chest as she pressed her
tummy more firmly against my bare back. I could see in the
mirror that her nipples were getting unmistakably erect, as my own began
doing the same. With my head rested against her, her hands went from my
temples to my shoulders and gave me a deep massage. Then, slowly her hands
went down my front, still massaging, and rubbed the area just above my
breasts. I said in a shallow breath: "Ohhhhh. Uuuummm, yes." When she heard
that her hands then moved down and cupped my breasts completely, and my eyes
and mouth opened, and looking at her eyes in the mirror, I said: "Oh... Oh,
God. Ohhhhhh, yes, yes." My heart pounded in me like a large engine as she
gently squeezed and rolled my nipples between her fingers, still gazing into
my wide eyes. My open mouth made deep sounds that accompanied deep breaths.
She cupped my breasts again and pulled me toward her, pressing the hardness
of her pelvic mound into my bare back.
I wanted to look directly at her, so I turned around on the stool, facing
her now, looking again up into her eyes as she stood between my open legs.
Her fingers ran through my hair and my hands went to her hips and held them.
She gripped my hair tightly as my hands moved around to feel the lovely
curves of her exquisite bottom. She pulled my face forward, and I pull her
toward me, and my open mouth came to her very hard, very erect nipples. I
watched a look of astonishment come over her face as my mouth closed on one
of them, and sucked it hard between my lips. She said: "Ooooohhh,
geeeeezzzz" as her eyes closed and her head rolled back. I squeezed her
bottom, pulling her so close that her pussy hair was pressed into my
breasts, and it felt sublime. She began slowly rubbing her cunt against my
own hard nipples as my fingers explored her behind, and my mouth found her
other nipple, and bit it gently before sucking it deep against my tongue.
One of my hands found its way around to her tummy and massaged it as my
thumb worked its way down through her hair. She lifted her right leg and put
her foot on the stool beside me, and my thumb parted her lips. She shook as
she said: "Oh, God. Oh God.... Ohhhh." She then made a sharp sucking sound
when I pushed my thumb up deep inside her, tightly gripping her entire mound
in my hand. Her hips began moving and I could feel her clitoris grow very
hard as she rocked her cunt back and forth in the palm of my hand. The one
leg she was standing on began to shake. Not wanting to stop she held onto me
tighter, but her shaking became uncontrollable, and she almost fell into me.
Stepping backward, she fell against the bed and I followed her, but this
time my mouth didn't return to her nipples, my hands did, and as I held her
wonderful breasts my open mouth went immediately to her
wetness. I sucked her, I licked her lips, I held her hard clit between my
lips. My fingers pinched and rolled her nipples as my tongue went as far
into her as I could put it. With my mouth completely against
her I brought my upper lip over her clit and then held it between my upper
lip and my tongue. I was rapidly forcing my tongue in and out of her while
rubbing it against her clit. She was thrashing around
wildly. She held my hair tightly, pulling me into her more. As her hips
started bucking, her hardened, protruding clitoris was fucking the mouth
that was closed so tightly onto it. Then, her body went
perfectly rigid and she let out a deep whimpering cry. A moment later her
body went from rigid to shuddering deep inside. Another moment later she was
lying there... twitching in short repeated spasms. I rested my face onto her
thoroughly wet, faintly hairy, sweet smelling mound and felt her spasms as
they passed through her and into me. After awhile, she was still, except
for the short, shallow breaths that coincided with the rise and fall of her
breasts in my hands.
I move up along her body and put my lips, which were still very wet from her
orgasm, onto her mouth and we sucked each other and explored with our
tongues as she squeezed my breasts. Then I heard myself say aloud: "God,
what was that... what have we done?" She pushed me away from her and a
momentary panic entered my mind as I thought she was rejecting me. But at
arms-length she held me and looked into my eyes and replied: "That...
that... that was the most wonderful thing that has ever happened to me. And
I feel an overwhelming need to do the same thing for you. Now. Right now.
And if you'll let me, I'll do it everyday... all day if you like, as long as
we are here... if you'll let me. Please let me?" I started smiling, and she
resumed pushing me back, down onto my back... and then brought her mouth to
my breasts, where she played for such a long time... I was so excited, so
turned on, as her mouth moved lower over my trembling tummy... lower over my
trembling pussy... then closed firmly on my own open wetness.
Maria did exactly what she said she would do... she sucked and licked and
bit and pulled and kissed the warm wet place that I held so open for her,
for what seemed like hours. I had three wonderfully strong orgasms. She had
been with a woman before; there was no doubting that. She knew precisely how
to take me over the hill, then over the next one, and the next one too. She
made me want to spend every moment with her. Every moment of our vacation
with both our mouths upon the other's body. Every moment entwined together
as one. Capturing one another, probing, stimulating, consuming and tasting
the delicious response. It was such a fulfilling experience.
Late into the evening, not wanting to even go to eat, we went together to
the shower to rinse off the perspiration. Maria made me stand there, legs
spread, holding the wall and the shower head to steady myself, as she used
her shampoo to thoroughly wash every inch of my body for me. When she was
finished, she stood there while I washed her everywhere. When I was washing
her feet I got down on my knees, and after those were done, I washed up her
legs until I was washing where they met. A moment later, I let the wash
cloth fall and finished with my hands. She started to resist and I "ordered"
her to stand there, legs spread wide, while I inserted my thumb deep into
her pussy, once again cupping her mound and squeezing her tightly, feeling
her clitoris ride the palm of my hand. Then just as she was getting into a
familiar rhythm, I pushed my other thumb firmly into her butt and squeezed
with that hand too. The shock took her by surprise, and I began pumping both
thumbs in and out, and almost instantly her breathing halted and she
exploded onto my hand. She then collapsed against the shower wall and said:
"Ohhhh, baby, I was sure I didn't have it in me to do that again." She had
just had her third orgasm of the evening. We were even. We returned to bed
and cuddled together into blissful sleep.
What a sensual experience that day was, as were all the other days of that
vacation. We did everything together. We sunbathed together. Strolled the
beaches together. Played with colorful fishes together as we snorkled along
the reef. But best of all, we showered together, slept together, and made
love every moment we could. It was the most beautiful introduction to the
lesbian world I could have ever hoped for.
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