Romy and Julie

By Ronald Jr Fortaleza (Ronnie, Keith)

Published on Sep 23, 2002

Lesbian

Ladies and gentlemen, I am back with a new chapter in the continuing adventures of Romy and Julie. In case you are reading this for the first time or are here fro the first, please let me go over the rules.

This is a story about a consensual, sexual relationship between two young women of 19 in 1978. If you are underage, live where it is unlawful to read this, or are just plain offended by the notion of two young women falling in love with each and doing it for the first, then just do us a favor and please leave.

If nothing else, then let us continue where we left off, shall we?

ROMY AND JULIE-PART 2

by Keith

For the next two hours, the black TransAm cruised down Hawthorne Blvd. past the Olde Town Mall and the Del Taco across the street from it, past the Del Amo Mall and the Treasury discount department across the street from it, and almost to within the vicinity of Torrance Memorial Hospital. Inside the two passenger sports car, Romy and Julie were having an excellent time listening to 94.7 KMET FM on the stereo. Boston's "More Than A Feeling" had just finished playing when it dissolved into Kansas's "Point of No Return". Julie let herself get into the groove of the album rock, allowing it to vibe inwardly into her very soul, commanding her to roll her head in clock and counterclockwise directions, undulating all the while in her seat. Her eyes were closed and she was silent most of the time, allowing Romy to commandeer the wheel.

"Hey, Julie. Hey Jule", Romy spoke to her above the duration of the song.

Julie was into the music to hear what Romy was attempting to say to her.

After the song was over, the brunette girl snapped herself out of the and turned to her date to see what she wanted.

"Yes, Romy?"

"How about you plop in a blank 8-track tape into the stereo while I try to find us a place to eat, will y'?"

Julie did as was bade to her. The moment it went into the 8-track player of the car stereo, a song burst into action, a familiar one from Lynyrd Skynyrd called "Sweet Home Alabama". Now it was Romy's turn to get into the groove, allowing her to lightly tap the top of the wheel while expertly keeping her eyes on the road. The TransAm was well on its way to Rancho Palos Verdes past the Carrows and Victoria's Station restaurants.

"I know a place somewhere past Rolling Hills and into Lomita that's got great food".

"What is it?" Romy inquired merrliy.

"Just keep on driving into Lomita. You'll see".

It was not long until they came across an In and Out burger joint that was by the foot of the Harbor Fwy on the way to San Pedro. The TransAm pulled into the parking lot nearest the benches and stopped. Now remember that Romy was a gallant young woman because she would have gotten out of the driver's side and walk around to the passenger door to let her out before locking both doors, but both young women disembarked from driver and passenger sides simultaneously.

Romy looked to her date with a wink in her eye, who was next to her and very close.

"Still feel like a burger?", she asked Julie wickedly.

With a sly, yet relieved expression, she answered " yeah, let's eat, 'cuz you and me have got some catching up to do".

The young women walked to the order counter of In and Out and told them what they wanted to eat.

It was a little more than a half hour into their dinner at one of the picnic style tables when the conversation they were engaged in was interrupted by a vintage 1966 red with flame trim hot rod carrying three guys not much older than them as it pulled effortlessly into the drive thru portion. Romy was in awe of the sight of the classic vehicle, with her eyes widened and silent gaze while Julie was trying to get Romy back into the banter.

"Romy. Hey Romy". Julie snapped her fingers thrice before her strawberry blonde date turned back to look at her with a mildly annoyed stare.

"Sorry Jule. I was just admiring the car. It's a classic. The thought and care it took to rebuild it is something to be admired. I don't think you're the type that's into cars like I am, though".

"I'm just your seemingly average young lady maturing in the decade that is the 70's."

"You're not into guys and clothes like most girls, right?"

"I was and still am more of the bookworm type who just kept to the texts and graduated with you with honors last year. You're a woman who's into fast cars.....and even looser women?"

Romy was surprised by what Julie was asking of her. Was it finally coming to pass that her girldate, the shy and mousy type from her high school days was bursting out of her shell?

Romy could only wonder what Julie was asking of her before she gave her response.

"You say I'm into fast cars and loose women?"

"It's not everday that a girl is able to drive a smoothe and sexy sportscar like a Corvette Stingray, or TransAm and handle it so well".

"Oh really?"

"Yessss, really", Julie said with a certain sultry hiss in her punctuation.

"I'm amazed that you think so highly of me, eventhough I never even though of you back in our high school days, Jule".

"Let's just say I was secretly admiring and lusting after you from afar".

"You were?" Romy was surprised by that revelation.

The two young women talked for another hour or so. It finally grew to be late and it was time for them to leave. They cleaned up after themselves, got back into the TransAm, and headed for home.

Kansas's Dust in the Wind was playing on KMET when Julie worked up the nerve to ask Romy a very personal and grown-up question.

"Has anyone ever went down you before?"

There was a moment of silence before Romy answered Julie.

"Come to think of it, I wanted to soooooh desperately fellate the entire cheerleading team last fall after the football games, that I...... wait a sec. you mean has anyone performed oral sex on me, right?"

"Yes, exactly", Julie said sexily to Romy with a perverse smile, licking her lips.

"Do you want to go down on me and give me head,a blowjob while I'm driving?"

"Yes, Romaine. I sooo want to make you feel good down there and all over your body, and to taste your woman cream. If you let me fellate you, I'll let you come over to my house and we can really get personal there. Are you game?"

Romy was thrilled and shivered at the suggestion of the thought. They were at an intersection as the light flashed red, signalling the cars present to stop.

It was do or die time and once they embarked upon their first erotic encounter, there would be no turning back.

So Romy gave room to Julie so that she would perform oral sex on her. The pretty brunette haired girl quickly and deftly unbuttoned her date's jeans. For a long moment, she just stared hungrily at Romy's beautifully clean shaven vagina with her clitoris already erect and prepared to be suckle on just like a penis.Romy placed left hand atop Julie's brown hair and eased Julie's head gently down towards her exposed and erect clitoris that stood at attention. The redhead tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and sighed, moaning erotically as Julie began to give her new girlfriend the mouth job of a lifetime

To be continued

Please do feel free to write back to me if you have any comments. Bye for now.

Next: Chapter 3


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