Teen Sex Blog

Lorem Ipsum is simply dummy text of the printing and typesetting industry. Lorem Ipsum has been the

industry's standard dummy text ever since the 1500sLorem Ipsum is simply dummy text of the printing and typesetting industry.

naughty-teen-lesbians

I kind of knew early in my teens that I was a little different from other girls, but I didn’t totally understand that I was in the teen lesbians group until shortly after my 18th birthday. It was a huge blast and everyone had so much fun at my party. My boyfriend gave me a really nice present and I was mostly happy. But there was a bit of a problem.

I didn’t totally enjoy having sex with him. I thought it was just because I was one of those people with a low sex drive. But it was kind of depressing because NOTHING he did really excited me. He could lick my pussy for hours and make me cum that way but I always ended up getting bored. I knew something was seriously wrong.

Teen lesbians started to make more sense to me one afternoon when I was at home alone and the doorbell rang. I went to answer it and there was this totally awesome looking girl standing on the porch. She was so gorgeous and had this brilliant smile with dimples. Looking at her knocked the breath out of me. So I did the thing that most dumb founded people do: I stared and said nothing.

Finally, she said, “Hi there! I hope I didn’t bother you! I’m Melissa and we JUST moved in next door. Our internet was supposed to be hooked up today and they haven’t come yet. Can I possibly use your phone to call them?” All I could do was move out of the way so she could come inside. I was about to learn all about teen lesbians.

I showed her where the phone was and when she completed her call, she came back into the den where I was. By now, I had recovered my voice and we started talking. I started to realize that she was flirting with me and that I was flirting back. It was only a matter of time before she had moved in and was kissing me in a way I had only dreamed of.

We barely made to my bedroom before we were tearing off each other’s clothes and THEN I had the sex I had only imagined before! Yes, I had to admit that we were definitely teen lesbians but Melissa seemed more at home with it than me. I knew, though, after that afternoon, that I needed a girlfriend, not a boyfriend. That sealed it for me.

Share and Enjoy:
  • Digg
  • del.icio.us
  • Facebook
  • Google Bookmarks
  • Twitter

Leave a Reply