| Lesbian: Lusty Liaisons: The Wedding - Part 1 (1/4) |
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You might know from some of our earlier stories that my wife, Jen, and I have an open relationship. She has taken lovers for as long as we’ve been together, but until recently all the action had to take place outside our marital home. Now that the children have finally left there is more scope to accommodate and we have become more of a swinging couple. Jen met Simon at work and he quickly became her regular lover. He brought his new girlfriend, Cassie, into the equation and they regularly stay in our home where we have some mind-blowing fuck sessions. Simon was unsure how Cassie would take to our ‘arrangement’ and thought that she might be a little inexperienced and overwhelmed by it all. Little did we realise that she kept a lot more below the surface than she let on. To show you what I mean, here is the first of two recent adventures that both involve Cassie. I’ll let you decide just how innocent she really is. Jen’s story It was Saturday morning and Cassie and I were getting on a train. Cassie was wearing a short dark skirt with dark tights and pumps, a strappy top and no bra. Her honey blonde hair was worn in a pony tail. She looked so beautiful, her skin glowed with youthful vigour and her blue eyes sparkled in the late summer morning sunshine. We were heading to the city for a shopping expedition. Alice, my right hand woman at work, was getting married. I had worked with her for years and was beginning to despair she would ever find a man but find one she did. They were getting married at a country hotel, so Graham and I had decided to make a weekend of it. Luckily, Alice had been working quite closely with Simon over the last few months so he and Cassie were invited to the wedding also. That gave us girls an excuse to go and buy new dresses for the occasion, which was the purpose of our trip this morning. On the train we sat opposite one another. Near us in the carriage were two young kids who were kissing the whole time, and the sight of their young lust along with thoughts of my first story that I had recently written for LL (see “Jen’s Initiation”) got me to thinking about sex (not that it’s ever really far from my mind!). ‘What was your first lover like, Cassie?’ I asked. ‘When Simon first brought you round to us he reckoned you weren’t that experienced – I think he got it wrong but you’ve never mentioned your past much.’ ‘No, I guess not,’ said Cassie ‘Simon has this idea of me as a nice middle class girl with very little experience and I didn’t want to disappoint him. He’s got quite a fragile ego and I don’t think he could cope with the whole truth.’ Intrigued, I raised my eyebrows. ‘Do tell.’ ‘Well, my first boyfriend was my brother’s friend. He was about six years older than me and he’d had his eye on me for some time. Once I was ‘legal’ he made a play for me and I guess I was flattered by the attention. I’ve always been quite petite and the boys at school always seemed to chase the bigger girls so I kinda got left out. He made me feel sexy and wanted – a woman I guess you’d say. What I didn’t know at the time |
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