William Cyr - The Headmaster

"Rotten," Jean spoke with a discouraged sigh. "I got picked up by some overworked young lawyer who works for OPA, but he couldn't keep it up despite my valiant efforts." As she spoke, she kept darting glances at her roommate, as if trying to discern what reaction she might provoke.

"Honestly, sometimes I think men are a complete waste of time!"

It might have been just an idle remark, but Elizabeth could sense an invitation in Jean's eyes as she spoke. It was a distinctly uncomfortable moment for Elizabeth. She had never had the slightest Lesbian contact in her life, and had always considered the idea of sex between girls as highly repugnant. Moreover, she didn't have the foggiest idea of how to proceed, although she knew that it was her duty to do so.

"Those are very nice stockings, Jean," she remarked. "I envy you. I'm down to my last pair."

"They are nice. Look at them!" Jean replied, pulling her skirt back well over her stocking tops and extending her shapely legs in a straight line to give Elizabeth a complete view of her attractive, nylon-clad legs.

"Here, feel them and see how sheer they are!"

Elizabeth could feel her heart pounding rapidly as she accepted the invitation. Running her hand over the darker band at the top of Jean's right stocking, she allowed her fingers to brush against the young woman's smooth, warm bare thigh. It was immediately evident that the intimate contact was thrillingly disconcerting to her young roommate. A pretty flush appeared immediately on Jean's face and she squirmed girlishly in her seat.

"Perhaps I'd better get undressed out here where I won't wake the other girls," Jean said, her eyes directed at her roommate in a searching manner. "Do you mind?"

"Not at all?" Elizabeth replied, although she could not refrain from gulping noticeably.

Crossing first one pretty leg and then the other to unfasten and then remove her elegant high heeled sandals, Jean unsnapped her nylons from her black garter belt. She rolled them down and removed them with infinite care to avoid causing any runs in them. As the black hose departed to reveal milk-white flesh, Elizabeth told herself that she must not look. She had already observed enough to conclude that Jean possessed strong Lesbian tendencies, and that was all she really needed to know.

Minus her shoes and stockings, Jean quickly unbuttoned her blouse and removed it to reveal feminine curves outlined in a white brassiere and light, highly embroidered slip. Standing up, she undid her skirt and quickly stepped out of it to reveal the full length of her attractive slip.

"Just think," she mused, "I wear all these nice undies and my date can't even get his erector set working!"

As she began pulling the slip off over her head, Elizabeth kept telling herself that she must not watch. But, try as she might, she could not avoid watching intently as the slip came off to reveal Jean's lush young body attired only in bra, white panties and garter belt. From her vantage point, she could clearly see the fleecy triangle under the wispy panties, and could feel her blood beginning to race. Her face felt hot and she could not refrain from squirming in her seat.

"What's the matter, Liz?" Jean asked in an apparently innocent voice as she reached behind her back to unsnap her bra. "You look as if you were upset about something."

"It's nothing," Elizabeth managed to reply, although her voice betrayed her underlying turmoil.

Jean casually removed her brassiere and made no attempt to conceal her full ripe breasts. Although she kept telling herself not to do so, Elizabeth could not tear her eyes away from those two plump, jouncing mounds with their saucy pink tips. She was a little dismayed and considerably disturbed at the stimulating effect that another girl's body was having on her.

As if she were deliberately flaunting her feminine charms in front of her, Jean quickly stripped down her panties and tossed them aside.

Elizabeth's heart skipped a beat as she caught sight of the swollen pink valley nestled in the fluffy triangle of light-brown hair. As Jean removed her garter belt, she seemed quite aware that her attractive roommate was gazing at her in a highly intent fashion.

"Look at me, Liz!" Jean spoke quietly but confidently. "Look at me and then tell me you're not interested!!"

Elizabeth gulped and found herself swallowing quite hard. Her face was a pretty crimson as she gazed at her roommate's inviting breasts and glistening pubic curls. "Please, Jean," Elizabeth heard herself protesting in an embarrassed voice. "I wouldn't have the vaguest idea what to do with another girl!"

Jean smiled quietly at her and motioned for her to stand up. "Don't worry! I'll show you!" she promised.

Feeling as if she were being propelled by forces beyond her control, Elizabeth stood up. The two of them embraced and Jean kissed her firmly on the mouth. Through her thin pajamas, she could feel Jean's full breasts brushing against her own ripe mounds. The sudden experience of nipple meeting nipple sent electric shivers racing through her body, and she felt herself excitedly returning Jean's kiss. Their mouths came open and feminine tongues coiled around one another in a deep Lesbian kiss.

She could feel Jean's fingers unbuttoning her pajama tops, and in a moment their bare breasts were in contact. Elizabeth sighed ardently and could feel ice cold chills racing up and down her back.

"The other girls will hear us!" Elizabeth warned her.

"No, they won't. They're all asleep," Jean replied, pushing her back toward the couch.

Jean was taking charge of the proceedings, and Elizabeth was content to allow her to do so. Gently pushed backward by her companion, Elizabeth stretched out supine on the couch. Jean knelt on the floor at her side and quickly removed her pajama pants for her. Blushing deeply, Elizabeth felt pleasantly lightheaded and giddy with her worshipful feminine partner kneeling before her, her expressive eyes drinking in everything.

"You have such beautiful breasts, Liz!" Jean told her in an admiring voice. The shapely young woman quickly leaned forward and kissed one pink nipple lightly, allowing her lips to linger for a moment.

"Ooooohhhh!" Elizabeth panted, her voice reflecting a mixture of pleasure and surprise. Given her first taste of Lesbian pleasure, the voluptuous young woman caught her breath and arched her back sharply.

Licking her full, ripe lips with obvious anticipation, Jean leaned forward and began to kiss the two full, highly sensitive mounds again.

Extending her warm pink tongue, the comely young woman alternated between the two upright, twitching nipples with gentle flicks, while at the same time her small hands gently molded and caressed the two fully rounded globes. Her face deeply flushed and biting her lip to keep from crying out, Elizabeth writhed and twisted with growing arousal as the intimate caresses left her magnificent breasts taut with sexual tension.

Try as she might, she could not deny that girl love had its special pleasures.

"You know, I've never done anything like this before!" Elizabeth admitted to her attractive partner in a voice that was hoarse with excitement.

"I want to suck your pussy for you!" Jean told her, continually nibbling at her companion's erect breasts even as she spoke. "Honestly, there's nothing like having another girl eat your pussy for you! You'll just love it!"

Taking one rose-colored nipple into her mouth and gently sucking on it, Jean slowly allowed one hand to slide down the velvety smooth flesh and in to the tuft of fluffy brunette hair. Neither was surprised to find that the area was already deliciously creamy. Elizabeth trembled with agitation and quickly sucked in her breath as Jean's fingers lightly caressed her pink cuntal lips with a gentle, exploratory stroke.