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The Lake
by Deirdre (address defunct)

***

A mother is surprised by her daughter's roommate during 
a visit to her child's collage dorm. (FF, nc, bd, 1st-
lesbian-expr)

***

Author note: You'll have to indulge me if you think I 
know how to start a sweet story and then ruin it. I 
love twists & turns. -- Deirdre

***

It had been a while since I had gone to visit my 
daughter at college. I seem to be so wrapped up in my 
work that I seldom get away, but whenever I do, I'm 
always glad for the change.

It was so good to see Casey again. I took her out for a 
bite to eat in the afternoon and we talked. She told me 
she couldn't wait for me to meet her roommate, Maria. I 
could tell she was excited about it -- young people get 
so enthusiastic about things even if they try not to 
show it -- so I asked her to tell me about Maria. She 
hadn't told me more than two sentences when she let it 
drop that Maria is lesbian.

"Lesbian!?" I almost shrieked, which would have been 
embarrassing in the diner.

"Yeah, Mom."

"You're roommate is a lesbian?"

"Mom! That's what I said!"

"You aren't..." my voice tailed off.

"Mom!" I could tell by her voice I had just made a fool 
of myself. My mind raced. My daughter... living with a 
lesbian!

"Can't you get changed? Did you tell the residence 
advisor?"

"No Mom."

"I'll talk to her."

"Mom! There isn't any problem. What's wrong Mom? You're 
liberal when it comes to homosexuality. What's the big 
deal?"

"Are you sure you're not a lesbian?"

"So what if I was? No, don't panic, I said I'm not a 
lesbian, OK Mom?"

"Oh, I'm not anti-lesbian or anything, Casey, but to 
think of her right there in your bedroom with you..."

"Oh Mom, Lesbian's don't start thinking about every 
woman they meet in sexual terms any more than you or I 
think about every man we meet in sexual terms. They're 
women... not sex maniacs!"

"I suppose you're right."

"Besides, she isn't interested in college girls--she 
likes older women." I wasn't sure if that statement 
made me more comfortable or less comfortable.

"Did she tell you that?"

"Well, we don't really talk about it, but I've only 
seen her with older women -- one of the professors, 
and..."

"A member of the faculty has taken up with her? Casey, 
this is serious..."

"Oh Mom, I guess it is against rules, but she doesn't 
take classes from the woman or anything."

"Have they been going together long?"

"Gee Mom, you're nosey. I only saw them together once; 
in fact, I've never seen her with anyone more than 
once."

I continued to feel very uncomfortable with the whole 
idea, but I settled down a bit. When we were done, 
Casey took me back to the dorm and introduced me to 
Maria. I managed to be cool. She turned out to be a 
very normal-seeming girl -- a little "bubbly", in fact! 

Casey told her I was a lawyer and she was very 
interested--I wondered if she were planning on going 
into law. Soon I had nearly forgotten that she was a 
lesbian and was chatting away with her. 

I felt much more at ease with the idea when I actually 
talked to her and found her to be a very pleasant 
person. In fact, it was nice having someone taking such 
interest in my work, and I could tell she was really 
interested.

I noticed the way she hung on every word I spoke, so 
eagerly, and something put the thought in my head that 
here was a beautiful young student (and she was 
striking looking) who was mine for the taking! I didn't 
want anything like that, but the opportunity was there 
in any event. Me! Thinking like that! But the thought 
was seductive. 

I felt a power that I hadn't felt before, such a 
beautiful girl worshiping at my feet, in effect, and 
likely willing to do anything I asked of her! Probably 
even remove her clothes and display her beautiful body 
for me!

I shook myself. I'd never had thoughts like that in my 
life. But then I'd never had a stunningly-beautiful 
lesbian hanging on my every word before!

But I wasn't going to do anything like act on such 
thoughts. Maybe a good fantasy for some more 
appropriate time. I settled myself down and paid more 
attention to what we were talking about.

Casey had a meeting she couldn't miss, so I agreed to 
pick her up afterward. Maria and I talked a bit more, 
then we started out in my car to find Casey's meeting. 

We were early and would have to wait, so Maria pointed 
to a lake on the way and suggested we stop to take a 
look. We stopped the car and walked along the lake. It 
was dark already and the lake was really pretty in the 
night-time: the moon was out and shining over it. 

No one else was around and I thought about what they 
were missing given how beautiful it was, and that it 
seemed like there ought to be a lot of couples around. 
Once again, my thoughts were on that weird possibility. 
Maria was talking and laughing, and, well, so fresh and 
young. I suddenly felt nervous about the whole thing.

She was so close -- I was aware of her perfume. She was 
so beautiful with her face in and out of the moonlight. 
We had touched several times. Then she turned to me, 
and we were too close. I was about to back away, but I 
saw her face coming towards mine, slowly. It was too 
much. Soon we were kissing. It was heavenly--she was 
such a tender kisser. We stood there and kissed for a 
while. She finally backed off and did something to her 
dress and it dropped to the ground!

I could see her body in the moonlight, her skin all the 
way from her feet to her head, so long and sleek and 
slim. She was wearing nothing! She moved in to me and 
my hand was on her body slipping up and down. Such 
soft, velvety skin! My hand wandered up and down her 
back, down to her rear and to the backs of her thighs. 
So slender and beautiful! 

I couldn't believe that such a body was mine for the 
taking, right in front of me! She turned to me and 
shivered a little. I glimpsed a smile on her face as 
she turned to me. She kissed me again and my hands 
continued their roaming. We walked on a little, Maria 
completely naked next to me, still fully dressed. I 
felt such power, touching her nakedness whenever I 
felt. What was I doing? I never cheated on my husband!

We weren't saying anything. I thought about Casey and 
the meeting. She could wait a minute. We walked back 
towards the car and Maria slipped on her clothes again. 
She did it so smoothly and quickly. Once in the car, 
Maria said she'd drive. We drove off, away from campus, 
and I mentioned Casey. She said not to worry, that 
Casey could take care of herself. I felt guilty about 
leaving Casey. Maria softly stroked my leg as she 
drove. I was so turned on.

We drove into town and through residential areas and 
eventually stopped at a house. Maria drew me to the 
front door and rang the bell. A young woman answered--
older than college aged: probably late twenties. She 
had long brown hair and was very athletic looking, an 
attractive figure, but not skinny at all. And she 
looked very confident! And sexy! A lesbian friend of 
Maria's? I was a little confused, but Maria seemed to 
know what she was doing.

"Good one." The woman said it to Maria. "Come in, come 
in," she finally said to both of us. "She's perfect!" I 
felt a little confused. Maria just stood there and 
beamed. I felt out of my element.

"Have you ever licked a woman's cunt?" She was talking 
to me! I stood there in confusion. She laughed as if 
she had her answer. "Have you ever taken a cock in your 
rear?"

"No!" I finally managed to blurt.

"Have you ever sucked a man's cock?" I didn't answer. 
"I don't mean a couple of shy kisses, I mean, knelt 
there and sucked and bobbed your head until he came in 
your mouth!"

"No!"

"Have you ever had your ass whipped?"

"No!"

"She's a virgin!" She said this last to Maria. "Kiss 
her." Maria turned to me and kissed me again. I melted 
in her arms. Her kisses were so sweet, so utterly 
devastating. I was hers even with that other woman just 
standing there.

Maria drew back. Hands were on my body--the woman's? I 
was so turned on. I couldn't move my hands. They were 
caught behind me somehow! Tied or handcuffed? My ankles 
were fastened to each other too, and I was quickly on 
my knees to avoid falling. Suddenly something was 
clapped over my mouth and into it! It was fastened 
around my head! A gag! 

The two of them were standing over me, looking down. 
"Nice job!" said the woman. Her hand was caressing one 
of my breasts through my blouse. It felt electric. 
Maria had a strange expression on her face. "Come on 
for your reward," the woman added. They went into the 
next room and I couldn't help but notice that Maria 
seemed eager.

Within ten seconds, I heard moaning, which reached 
almost a scream within the next thirty seconds! It 
stopped abruptly, and then just a few seconds later, 
Maria came through the door again, naked, clutching her 
dress in front of her, being pushed by the woman! Maria 
was breathing a bit hard, and looked like she was in a 
trance! The woman pushed her out the front door, still 
clutching her dress in front of her, and closed the 
door on her. Then she turned to me. "A virgin! My 
husband and I love to break in virgins!"

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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