Sarah stands there torn with indecision – as she kept stating – she is NOT a lesbian, nor does she wish to be. But looking at the picture of her classmate Laura had definitely aroused some repressed feelings about the plump brunette. And her body was letting her know that she needed relief real soon – in form or another. And here she was trying desperately to figure out what was in the box, and what all this had to do with her mission of infiltration.
Just as Diana was finishing counting down from 5 seconds, Sarah made a rash decision and gave her answer. She looked at Diana and said quietly, “I’ll take…. A helping hand.” She closed her eyes and regretted saying the words almost immediately, but that one statement kept coming into her head. “Sometimes you will have to do things you won’t want to do, Sarah – but the mission goal should override that hesitation.”
Then out of the blue Diana inched closer to her and said, "I bet you're a great little cock- sucker." The words seemed to make Sarah blush. "Have you ever had a man complain?"
Sarah shook her head. "No."
"Ever have a man leave you after sex?" was the next question from Diana.
"They never want the sex to stop," she replied.
The smile became wider. "Then you know how to please a man, honey."
Diana whispered. "Let me show you something you've been missing." The blonde turned to the coed, clamping her body to Sarah's, her salacious mouth seeking and finding the red lips, pressing against her lips in a passionate kiss, her tongue sliding out, slowly, gradually, to twirl in sensuous circles, rimming her lips with sensation-producing lubricity, without undue demand.
Meanwhile her hands busily tantalized Sarah's luscious body, playing over her perfectly sculpted contours like a swarm of hungry insects to transmit her own need, causing uncontrollable slashing urges to scar deeply through the coed's already aroused loins. Sarah had never kissed a woman before, and at first contact, she had felt revulsion and loathing. But after several hesitations, she relented. Soon she began to feel a thrill of her own, generated by the femaleness of the other woman's body.
With a trembling moan, Sarah sought Diana's mouth. Their lips welded together, tongues moving in and out hungrily as hands were busy on each other's naked bodies - Diana's with the knowledge of experience, Sarah experimenting as her fiery loins egged her on. Then Sarah broke the moist contact of their mouths, pulling away and muttering across the short intervening distance, trying not to look into the smoldering eyes of the older woman. "I've never made love to a woman before.” she gasped hesitantly.
"What?”
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