Lesbian Magic part 1 by SeductiveBeast
Discover the enchanting world of 'Lesbian Magic Part 1' by SeductiveBeast—a captivating erotic sex story filled with passion, desire, and unspoken fantasies. Dive into a tale of forbidden love and transformative encounters that will ignite your imagination. Perfect for those seeking sensual escapism!<br/>
A story about an Asian girl discovering that she wasn’t as straight as she first thought.
Angel’s car broke down coming back from a trip with four of her friends. They were a bunch of college students coming back from partying when her car started acting up. They were in the middle of nowhere in a dead zone area which made their cellphones useless. Angel was an attractive twenty-year-old Chinese girl with a small petite body, long black hair, and dark brown eyes. She was scared of having to walk in the dark with God knows what lurking inside it. When she saw the light from a distant house felt some hope that their scary ordeal would soon be over.
She checked her phone in the hope of seeing a signal because she felt uneasy about knocking on a stranger’s door. There was no way of telling who was behind it or the danger that could be waiting for them. It wasn’t that she felt her sex was weak that was unable to defend herself in moments of danger. She was a feminist but knew even a man would have trouble facing someone who was armed. Angel wasn’t foolish enough to think that five women could take on someone with a gun and if things turn ugly, there would be no way for any of them to call for help.
Angel tried to push away her fear as she got closer to the house by declaring to her friends that everything would be okay. The music that she heard that was coming from within it helped put her mind at ease. It wasn’t the type that a man would be listening to unless they were trying to hook up with a feminist. She let out a sigh of relief when she realized that they had stumbled on a home belonging to a woman.
Each of the songs that Angel heard was on her feminist playlist which reinsured her earlier belief that this house was owned by a woman. Whoever was playing that music in that house was throwing a party, and when she heard a song by Kathleen Hanna knew without a doubt that it was a feminist party. Some men labeled the singer as a feminazi because they couldn’t handle a woman that they couldn’t control. Kathleen Hanna was one of her favorite singers and knew every word of her songs by heart.
When she was about to knock on the door her friend Sarah stopped her by pointing out it may be best to peek in the window first. Angel agreed it would be wise before announcing to a bunch of strangers that they were outside their door. She didn’t think they were in any danger, but it didn’t hurt to check.
Angel eased her head into the window, and what she saw made her mouth drop. The shocked expression on her face made her friends a little worried. After easing her head back down, she looked at her friends with stunned disbelief on her face. They didn’t stumble onto a feminist party after all but a lesbian one.
“I think we just came to a house full of lesbians. I just saw some of them making out and…,” Angel said but was too stunned to finish.
Angel’s friends made faces that showed they were grossed out by the idea that women were making out. Angel was in too much of a daze to reveal all the details of what she saw and wasn’t upset over it like her friends were. She saw two attractive females kissing against a wall and one of them had their hand down the other one pants playing with her pussy. Angel couldn’t believe how turned on she got by witnessing such an act between two girls.
What freaked Angel out the most was that one of the girls looked just like her and was wearing the same clothes that she was wearing now. It was just like she was watching herself getting fingered by another girl and the odd thing was that she liked it. She never had any interest in being with another woman before, but seeing two girls together filled her with new desires. There were other girls in the room too having sex and they all resembled her friends.
“I am not going in there with a bunch of lesbos,” Rose said with fake disgust. Rose like the rest of her friends was saying things they didn’t really mean and what they thought the other girls wanted to hear.
“We got no choice; remember they are women and not men. I am sure that they will be respectful toward us and won’t act like pigs. If they try anything just tell them that you are straight, and they will leave you alone,” Angel told them in all faith that those women would do them no harm.
Suddenly, it started to rain down so hard that they got soaked in seconds. They rushed to the door, no longer caring that there were lesbians on the other side of it. Angel knocked on the door three times before a beautiful woman opened it licking her fingers. Angel recognized her from the window where she was making out with her doppelganger. The woman kept staring at Angel with deep blue eyes full of carnal lust.
The woman didn’t try to hide the fact that she was looking at Angel’s breasts while licking her lips like a hungry wolf. Angel wasn’t wearing a bra, and the thin white shirt that she was wearing became see-through by the rain. Angel knew that she should cover up but liked how it felt to be desired by another woman sexually.
Angel was surprised that she felt a desire to embrace this woman against a wall with her fingers deep inside her. The thought of that woman doing forbidden sexual things to her was making her pussy moisten up. Angel tried to shake loose those thoughts while reminding herself that she was straight.
“What do we have here? Five wet girls and pretty ones too! Come on in my dears before you catch your death!” The woman said with a lustful gleam in her eyes.
Angel’s friends didn’t pick up on the sexual tension between the woman and herself. The idea of being with another girl both frightened and excited her. When she walked into the woman’s home, her heart started beating fast after seeing her reflection in a mirror on the wall. Her shirt was transparent enough that she could see her breasts in great detail.
The shirt clung tightly around her small breasts revealing two hard dark nipples poking out. She could not lie to herself that it was all from the cold rain as she knew better. Watching two women engaging in a forbidden sexual act had turned her on, and she couldn’t believe how wet she got from it.
The girls were glad to be out of the rain but felt vulnerable being in a house full of lesbians. There were four other women in the room as they entered, and without anyone saying a word, each of them took one of Angel’s friends by their hand leading them all to different areas of the house. Angel was left alone with the enticing woman who let them in. She knew without her friends there that nothing was preventing her from falling prey to the woman’s alluring charm.
Angel felt her stomach tighten as her heart pounded hard against her chest, and the familiar heat of arousal rising within her groin. She was afraid if this woman would try anything with her that she would be powerless to resist her advances. Her body was screaming out to be touched by this woman while her mind was telling her to run away.