Lesbian

Happy Labor Day everyone! I hope it’s going good. And because today is a day without work, I bring to you something softcore. Yes, I know, why softcore, but I’ll tell you why. Do you really want to be caught by your wife watching some huge cock slamming into some teen pussy? No. Of course now. With softcore porn, you can easily slither out of it by saying, “Honey, it’s art.” You might even get the opportunity to suggest some things to her. You might even get her to agree to watch a foreign film with you and then ease yourself into bigger and better things. So, it pays to be slightly artistic.

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My mind has the tendency to wander. We’re at a party when I see this hot girl pass me by. My girl’s attached to my arm, so I covertly take a glance at her. Nice ass, great tits, average body – the sort with curves, nothing mundane – and stunning looks that would bring an ancient cock to praise the heavens.

Within seconds, I imagine this girl walking up to us and asking my girlfriend is she wants a drink. Her voice is seductive, but not masculine. There isn’t a hint of butch in the girl. Soon they’re laughing, flirtatiously pawing at each other.

“Join me in my room?” She looks at me. “He can come. He has to behave, though.”

She undresses my girl and then herself. She has me sitting in the corner literally holding my cock as I take it all in. Soon she’s convinces my girl to lap up her pussy juices. She instructs her to insert a finger.

“After tonight,” she whispers, “I’ll make you a pro.”

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I dislike the webcam sex. Not because I hate watching a girl masturbate, because I love the whole voyeuristic feel of watching a young nymph fingering her wet cunt, massaging her clit and sucking off the juices from her moist fingers. I also love the naturalist feel to webcam sex, meaning that not every girl in the nation, or the world – thank you internet – for that matter, is a porn star or has a porn star-esque body. Pubic hair! And the only plastic that appears in the feed is a dildo if she’s using one. Those are probably what I look for in a woman if I’m going to defile her in one way or another – again, as I’ve stated in the past, I’m not looking for seventies bush, I’m just hunting for some evidence that the person I’m fucking is in fact a person I should be fucking.

What I don’t like is the pauses. The glitches of movements that the webcam didn’t capture. That’s the only thing that I hate about webcam sexual acts.

[NOTE: I don’t know why I couldn’t post the video here, but the clip above is not the clip I wrote the blog around. You may find the video I did write the blog around here.]

The first time stories are always my favorite that I tend to record them on tape. And not the story of a girl losing her virginity to her confused boyfriend, but the confused teenage girl who first has her pussy licked by another girl. It’s a hobby of mine to learn more about lesbian sex because they don’t do much different than a guy and a woman, you know, without the penis and all.

“I was nervous,” she says into the mic. “I was nervous that I’d like it more than my boyfriend’s cock.”

“And did you?”

She smirked. “The moment that slick tongue entered my pussy, lapping at my clit, I thought to myself, man he’s so fucked now.”

When me and my girlfriends get together, we never know what’s going to happen. Today my friend Heather said we should all try and practice on each other. I’ve never kissed anyone before, except for my boyfriend of course but that’s not really hardcore kissing. Heather had something else in mind.

“You girls ever touch yourselves?” she cooed.

“Like when you shower?” I asked, feeling a little silly after.

“No. Like when you’re thinking about sex and you just start touching yourself.”

Me and Stacy both eyed her wondering what she meant.

“Like masturbating?” asked Stacy, her eyes becoming wild.

“Yes,” Heather smirked. “Just like that.”

“She’s heart breaker,” the woman behind the sunglasses says. “She sucks you into her world, takes what she needs from you and breaks your heart.”

“You two had a fling?” I asked.

“She had a fling; I had something.”

She provides me evidence, a fuzzy self portrait of her and Blaspheme lying on the bed, nude. Blaspheme is looking off in the distance, a quirk the woman later says belongs to the subject.

“But she can sure eat pussy. She eat me out well. We were lipstick lesbians at best. Neither was a top, we sort of just took turns at the game. But she can make me cum in moments and I can make her cum as well. It’s hard to fake a squirt like that. It’s not someone just pissing like you see in porn. It’s something more than that.”

“So what happened?”

She shrugged, “One day, after an hour of sex, she was gone. I never heard from her again.”

Lesbians don’t like me, but I LOVE them. I’m not sure what it is about me that they can’t stand. We have so much in common. They love women, I love women. They love to eat twat, I love to eat twat. Sure, I have an added body part and my breasts aren’t all that big, or even boob-like, but I’m a guy. I can’t help it. That’s the way I was born.

I wonder what it is about me they don’t like? Is it because their not-so-gay girlfriends are pawing on me like I had candy in my pants – yes, there is, by the way – or is it something more? Either way, these two luscious lesbians are here and they don’t care that we’re watching because at the end of the day, they’re getting paid to get us off.

But what amazes more than the school girl image is the lusty lesbian nymphs. There’s something erotic knowing that behind closed doors, these little busty 18-year-olds are getting down and dirty, licking their freshly legal cunts. There’s something almost taboo about it, isn’t there? And as we get older the younger look seems to be in rear view. It’s odd, actually. The whole time we’re teenagers, most men are lusty after the older MILF figures in our lives. Who didn’t want to fuck their best friend’s mother, or fantasize about having our girlfriends having sex with us as well as going down with the older lady in our lives? Now that we’re older, we’re remembering the figures of those barely legal bodies and their hands skidding over their smooth skins and nicely trimmed to completely shaven pussies.

Oh lesbian school girls, why must you taunt us so?

So what is it about the school girl that fascinates us so deeply? Why is the image of a barely legal girl clad in a plaid skirt have men all over the nation grabbing their hard dicks, and beating them like they owed money. Is it the supple breasts hidden behind the cotton blouses? or the white cotton panties moist underneath the knee length fabric? Everyone has that fantasy at one moment or the other, right? Some of us even act out the lustfulness of it in the bedroom. Who here hasn’t thought about buying their girlfriends/wives a plaid skirt just for the role play?

Perhaps it’s the innocence. Or perhaps we all just want our legal Lolita.

Let’s see, shall we?