Lesbian Magic part 2 by SeductiveBeast
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After being pulled away from her friends played a risky card game with a group of lesbians that led Sarah to discover a new side to herself.
Sarah didn’t mind being in a house full of lesbians because it was far better than staying outside in the rain. She didn’t have anything against lesbians like her friends did and only pretended to be disgusted by them. Sarah knew nothing about them besides the typical lesbian stereotypes she often heard. The one that was holding her hand didn’t fit any of those stereotypes and she wouldn’t have guessed the girl was gay. When the woman grabbed her hand, she didn’t fully understand why she went with her or where the woman was taking her.
The wet loose top that she had on barely covered her breasts and had one of the four buttons undone to make her breasts more visible. They were the perfect size to attract men like a moth to a flame and anything more significant or smaller would take away from its overall beauty. She loved her large breasts and how she could use them to control men. She was also wearing a short black skirt because she loved showing off her sexy legs. She knew dressing this way with her flaming red hair would make her irresistible to men.
The girl holding her hand was a Latino with an athletic body around her age. She was surprised by how attractive a lesbian girl could be, and even the one who opened the door was also gorgeous. Sarah would never admit that she never noticed the other lesbians who took her friends away because she was mesmerized by the Latino beauty. It would be too shameful for her to say out loud that she thought a lesbian was cute or that she checked an ass out that belonged to one.
It wasn’t because she could never admit that another girl was pretty, and it had more to do with being a girl admiring a lesbian. She feared that it would come off as a sign that she was also gay and didn’t want to be labeled a lesbian. Sarah didn’t think it was a big deal checking out the girl’s ass because she often found a woman’s body to be beautiful. She thought girls were just as beautiful as men, but she did more than look at men. Out of all of her friends, she was the most risqué and adventurous when it came to sex.
Sarah didn’t come to college to be a nun but to have some fun. She performed oral sex on a guy that she had just met that night in the bathroom. The guy was cute, and she didn’t come to the club just to dance. Sarah was finally free from her parent’s strict rules and decided to do everything that they tried to prevent her from doing.
The girl leading her deeper into the house wore a black crisscross halter top and brown twill shorts. Sarah let herself glance at the girl’s ass again while being led down the hall. She wished that her butt was that round instead of the little one she had. It was nice but not as good or beautiful as the girl was.
The only encounter she ever had with a girl but never considered it a lesbian act because some girls learned to kiss each other. During a sleepover before going off to different colleges let her friend teach her how to kiss. She only did it to be a better kisser for the boys and had no desire to go any further than that. Sarah was unaware that her friend was into girls, or she used the whole teaching thing as an excuse to make out with her.
Sarah had her first date after she got to college, and it was there that she learned the joy of sex. During that date, she found out that there were better things to do with a guy than kissing them. After losing her virginity gave it up to every guy that made a move on her and got so addicted to sex that she once let a group of guys fucked her at a frat party. The number of men she slept with didn’t bother her because it was college, and experimenting with things is what you did there.
Today was Sarah’s twenty-first birthday and was out celebrating it with her friends at a wild new club that just opened up right out of town. They played some great music there with plenty of cute guys that lined up to dance with her. She spent most of the night dancing with several different men before sneaking into the bathroom with one of them.
The girl led her to the part of the house where a party was going on. The music was at the perfect volume where it wasn’t too loud to think unlike those parties’ frat boys like to throw. The room had a dance floor with a few women dancing provocatively that was near a bar with tables. It looked more like a barroom than a room in a house, and it was packed full of women.
Being surrounded by lesbians made her feel naked all of a sudden. Some of them were undressing her with their eyes which made her feel like a sheep in a den of wolves. It didn’t bother her that these women wanted to fuck her but felt more empowering that they did. She liked being desired and it didn’t matter if it was by a man or a woman. The more vulnerable Sarah felt the more she got off on it and had a bad habit of flirting with danger.
The woman that led her to this room didn’t let go of her hand until they got to the bar. The bartender was an attractive woman with jet-black hair and her ponytail gave her a youthful appearance. For some reason, Sarah couldn’t stop herself from staring at the woman’s breasts as she approached the bar. The bartender had her shirt unbuttoned creating a rather sexy cleavage that even a straight girl would stop to admire. The woman was too busy washing the bar off with a towel to notice that Sarah was staring at her breasts.
The way the bartender’s breasts were pressing hard against her nearly open shirt gave the impression that it could pop out any second. Sarah doubted that the girl was wearing a bra because she saw no sign of one. She knew that bartenders sometimes dressed sexy to get better tips, and this woman ensured it by displaying her tits.
Sarah tried not to stare at the girl’s breasts but was powerless to look away. She admired women’s beauty from time to time and feared that her actions would give off the wrong impression. The last time she saw breasts that had affected her like this was last week while she was in college.
Sarah was talking with her professor when the woman bent over her desk to find her paper and accidentally flashed her. Ms. Anderson was wearing a loose shirt that opened up exposing both of her breasts. The woman was in her late thirties and looked too proper to have a wild side. She could see two large nipples with a pair of silver handcuff piercings hanging off one of them.
She was shocked to see that her teacher wasn’t as proper as she once thought and wondered what else was the woman hiding. The professor’s breasts weren’t as big as hers, but they were still a decent size. The window to this woman’s world was open for a brief moment just for her eyes only and it gave her a new respect for her professor.
“Let’s get something to drink, and by the way, I am Regina. Tina here is an excellent bartender that can make you anything you want,” Regina said with a slight Hispanic accent.