I stared at them have sex from only inches away. Cheryl tilted her butt to meet his thrusts. Jim’s huge penis moved in and out between Cheryl’s folds again and again and again. She was so wet that I could hear squishing noises coming from inside her on each thrust. Cheryl was screaming “F-me” over and over. His penis was glistening with her secretions. I saw her pleasure button sticking out from its little house with a tiny drop about to fall onto my face. I don’t know what compelled me to do it, but I reached up and rubbed my thumb across it.
Cheryl exploded with an ear shattering climax that made her body twist and contort like she was possessed. Secretions gushed from her opening and dripped onto my face. Seconds later Jim grunted. I could see him pulsing as he sprayed his stuff into her body. When he was finally finished he pulled out and fell onto his back. The creamy mixture inside Cheryl dripped onto my lips. I licked it from my lips with my tongue. Then Cheryl’s vagina twitched like mine sometimes does after a climax. A huge gush poured out from her opening directly into my mouth.
Jim pulled up his pants and left the room. Cheryl slid to the floor between my legs and licked me to another climax, then slid up my body and kissed me on the lips. She took my hand and slid it between our bodies pressing my finger against her pleasure button. I looked up at her face and watched her eyes close and mouth open in a gasp when she climaxed. We finally got dressed and left just as Billy and Cindy were coming into the room.
I really wish you were here. I need someone I can talk to about all this. Is Cheryl a lesbian? Am I? Is it possible to be both? I still think about boys all the time but I also think about being with Cheryl when I rub off. I am so confused. Maybe I should have sex with Skip to see if I really like it. That way at least I will know.
Please write soon.
Confused and scared – Your friend Linda
Dear Becky,
Your letter really lifted my spirits. I’m not sure that practicing how to kiss in the 7th grade is quite the same as what Cheryl and I did, but I appreciate your attempt to make me feel better. I do think you are right about a little lesbian being in all of us and in my case perhaps it is more than a little after what happened with Cheryl this week. I’m just so confused. I’m definitely going to have sex with Skip to see if I really do like boys.
So here is what happened with Cheryl. At school she stopped me in the hall to apologize for Saturday night. She said she sometimes gets carried away and doesn’t always think before she acts. I told her that I knew exactly what she meant. We had a really nice exchange before we had to run to class. She asked if I wanted to hang out after school so we could talk some more. I agreed. I don’t have anyone else here to discuss the things that have been happening in my life.
We had a really long talk. I asked why she didn’t make Jim wear a rubber and if she ever worried about getting pregnant. She told me most of the boys didn’t want to wear a rubber. At first she tried to manage by only having sex during the right time of the month or by asking the boy to pull out and not shoot inside her, but twice they forgot and she was worried sick until her period came. After that she got a diaphragm from a lady all the girls go to and said she could arrange to get one made for me if I wanted.