Grad School Librarian

By Jan (Jan May, Jan None, Jan 0)

Published on Jan 28, 2013

Lesbian

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This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young women at college. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.

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Grad School Librarian

By

Jan

I had always been a studious girl, and developed an interest in reading that led me to seek a career in library science. My parents named me Margaret, and they instilled in me a fundamental religious ethic that stressed sex outside of marriage is a sin, so I was a virgin and dressed conservatively and used very little makeup. My world changed radically while I was a graduate student attending the University of Arizona, in Tucson.

I was sharing an apartment with a nursing student, named Rhonda. She was a nice girl and my family approved of her living with me to defray living expenses. We got along fairly well, oh, there were the usual arguments about whose turn it was to do the dishes and pick up clothes strewn around the apartment. Over all we got along pretty well though.

One weekend we were playing volleyball with a mixed group of fellow students, and worked up a good sweat as much from the Tucson heat as the exertion of the competition. Both of us had to excuse ourselves from the game, because we had committed to a double date that evening. An event I could have cared less about. I had only agreed to the date because Rhonda wanted it.

As soon as we returned to our apartment we prepared to take a bath before getting dressed for our date. We only had one tub in our apartment, so I let Rhonda bathe first. At some point she called me in and asked me to scrub her back for her.

I felt a little strange about entering the bathroom while it was occupied by my naked friend. When I did enter I tried to avoid staring at her naked body. I picked up the loofa and proceeded to scrub her back for her. It embarrassed me because I felt myself getting sexually stimulated by the sight of her luscious breasts. As soon as I finished scrubbing her back I left her to finish her bath.

Eventually she came out of the bathroom, so that I could take my bath. I had no more than started scrubbing my body than Rhonda came in and started brushing her hair and applying makeup. She was looking in the mirror when she asked me if I needed my back scrubbed.

I said, "Okay."

She approached the tub and picked up the loofa. The feeling of her hands on my back was driving me crazy. My pulse quickened and I held my breath as long as I could. Eventually Rhonda reached around my body and used her soapy hands to wash my breasts. No one had ever touched me there before, and I actually peed in the bath water.

She helped me out of the tub and dried my body before she led me by my hand to her bedroom. Her room was a mess as usual and the bed was unmade, but that was the last thing on my mind at that point. Her body smelled of soap and her body was radiating heat. She pushed me onto her bed and started smothering me with kisses. She took hold of my right breast and massaged it vigorously. I lost control and hugged her tightly against my body. Just when I was getting into what she was doing, she reached for the remote phone and dialed the number of our dates. She told them that we had to call off the date, because our parents just showed up and insisted on taking us to dinner.

Having cancelled our dates, she tossed the phone on the floor; she was still lying on top of me and started kissing my body. I could have died the way she was sucking on my tits. That was nothing compared to what she was doing to my pussy with her hand. She vigorously rubbed my pussy until I had an orgasm. I almost passed out from my first orgasm. It took me a little time to recover. Rhonda was in complete charge. She moved to the foot of the bed, and spread my legs. I knew what she was going to do, from all of the romantic books I had read. I just couldn't believe she was actually going to place her mouth on my wet pussy.

She not only placed her mouth on my pussy, she did things with her tongue that drove me wild. She even probed my asshole with her tongue. I would have thought that was discussing until I felt her tongue fucking my ass. I lost count of the number of times I cum.

There was no denying she had opened a new world for me. We spent the weekend naked and it was natural that I not only sucked on her nipples, but ate her pussy and tongue fucked her asshole too. The remainder of our academic life was accented by our nights sucking pussy. It was a tragic parting after graduation.

She got a job in California in a large hospital, while I assumed responsibility for a library back home. With time I submitted my resume to a large library in the north east. It took time for me to become accustom to the cold winters. Rhonda and I kept in touch, and I was even the maid of honor at her wedding.

We never got together again sexually except for all those cold winter nights I spent masturbating with images of Rhonda's naked body in my mind while I finger fucked my pussy.

I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.

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