Renee at the Laundramat · A First Lesbian Sex Encounter Erotica Story

Renee is a bit of a prude, at least that’s how she describes herself. She’s slept with one man, twice, and that was during the summer between high school and college three years ago. There’s been nothing since, and she hasn’t really been interested. When she does her laundry late one Tuesday evening, though, she meets the alluring and beautiful Gwen, and all of that flies out the window! Before long, she’s right in the middle of her first ever lesbian sex experience, and this one’s a doozy complete with oral sex, face sitting, and a sex toy double penetration!

Warning: This ebook contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity during a first lesbian sex encounter. It includes oral sex, rough sex, face sitting, sex toys, public sex, stranger sex, and double penetration. It is intended for mature readers who will not be offended by explicit descriptions of sex acts between consenting adults.

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I never really understood what the big deal about sex was. In high school, right about my junior year, whispers about it started entering into conversations with my girlfriends. By the middle of our senior year, it looked like all of my friends were just fucking up a storm. Every Sunday afternoon when Sally, Georgia, Allison, and I would get together for our weekly swim in my backyard pool, I would hear about all of the fun they’d had with their boyfriends on dates on Saturday and Sunday night. I wasn’t even interested. It’s not that I didn’t like boys as much as the next girl; it’s just that the physical side of things didn’t really appeal to me much. I had some dates, and a few of the boys had gotten as far as groping me a bit and rubbing me through my clothes, but that was it. I was fine with that.

Finally, in the summer after graduation, I finally gave in to a boy named Christopher who had been extraordinarily persuasive. It was awkward and boring really. He touched me for a while, climbed on top of me, stuck it in, moved for a few minutes, and then collapsed on top of me. I didn’t really enjoy it, but I didn’t hate it. Also, the complete and utter look of devotion on his face afterward did make me feel special, so I even let him do it again about a week later. Then, Christopher headed off to college, and that was that. I went to college myself about a month later and that was that. The sum total of my sexual experience was those two times with Chris, and I would have been happy to live the rest of my life without ever having sex again. Three years went by and I didn’t.

So, it was a little bit strange to feel that huge silicon dick stretching my slit to its limits while I tried to breathe with my face covered in pussy.