Maybe you just need to be a little more suggestive when you have some alone time with her. You know, wear skimpier clothes to bed, come back from the shower naked. That sort of thing. If she's interested, she'll soon let you know.
It sounds like you have a little more experience with girls, she said. Are you lesbian?
Now we're getting to the crux of it, I thought. It was kind of fun playing the role of the girl's online mentor.
They say everyone's somewhere on the continuum, I said. I'd say I'm about a nine, but I seem to be moving more to the right with each passing year. Men don't really do it for me any longer.
The chat window paused for a moment as the girl seemed to process what I said.
What's it like? she said. You know, being with a woman?
Crikey, I thought. How do I answer that without sounding like some kind of stalker?
That's an interesting question. It's different in so many ways. Woman like different things than men. We're more focused on building the relationship. Men are mostly just interested in sex.
Aren't women interested in that too?
Yes, of course, I laughed. We just let it happen more—organically.
Organically?
We let it happen naturally, as our feelings for one another grow stronger. Instead of just jumping on the biscuit, in a manner of speaking.
You mean kind of like what we're doing right now?
I was beginning to feel a strange attraction to this girl. Beyond the pretty outside package, she had a sweet innocence to her.
I suppose, I said. We lesbians generally like to get to know our partner a little better before jumping into bed with them.
Do you mind my asking how that works when you do get together? I mean, it's not like regular boy-girl coupling...
All this tip-toeing around the edges of sexy talk was beginning to stir some new feelings inside me. I was enjoying the process of educating this young girl on the nuances of lesbian relationships.
It's not so different, when it comes right down to it. We have the same sensitive parts. We just use them a little differently.
Do you miss the penetration aspect of the relationship?
Maybe it's time to stop being so nuanced, I thought.
Who says we have to forego the penetration aspect?
Oh, sorry—the girl said, as I saw a flush roll over her face. It's just that without a penis involved in the equation…
There are lots of ways us girls can enjoy penetration without a man. Strap-on dildos, two-sided phalluses, using sex toys. I'm guessing you've tried one or two of these before?
Well, yes. I have a vibrator I play with when my roommate is away. But I had no idea women used them together like you said.
Oh, yes. There are lots of interesting ways we make our own fun.
You're getting me pretty worked up talking about it. Can you tell me how you use a two-sided phallus?
Suddenly I became acutely aware of the wetness that had been accumulating between my legs. This innocent but sexy banter had been getting both of us worked up.
Well, usually it starts with us lying on our backs with our butts facing one another...
Mmm, the girl typed.
Fuck! I thought. It's happening. I'm actually seducing a young college girl online!
Then we insert the two ends in each of our pussies and push our bodies together...
The girl's left hand wandered below my line of vision as she began to squirm in her seat while pecking her keyboard with her other hand.
All the way? she asked. Do you touch your bodies together?
Usually, if the dildo isn't too long. That's where it really gets fun. There's nothing so electrifying as feeling your lover's peachka pressed up against your own.
God, that's so hot!
And wet. ;-)
You're making me very wet right now.
I spread my legs and began strumming my clit with my fingers at the thought of the pretty co-ed getting turned on by my explanation.
Are you touching yourself? I said.
Yes. Are you?
I am now.
I wish I could touch you the way you're describing right now.
If I could reach out through my screen, believe me, I would. I'd love to show you what it feels like to make love to a woman.
Can I see your breasts? They look very full and sexy.
I thought you'd never ask.
I pulled my robe apart and let the shawl fall around my shoulders.
OMG! the girl typed. They're gorgeous. Do you mind if I ask how old you are? Because those are the most beautiful tits I think I've ever seen.
I paused for a moment trying to decide how young I wanted to pretend to be. The last thing I wanted to do in the heat of the action was scare away another online partner because she thought I was too old.
Everybody tells me I look ten years younger than my real age, I thought. She'll never know.
That's very kind of you, I said. I'm twenty-five. But before we go any further, I should probably ask you the same. If you're in your first year of college, you must be barely legal.
I turned eighteen two months ago.
Like I said. Barely legal.
We're two consenting adults.
Since we're getting to know each other so intimately, can I ask your name? I don't want to have sex with a faceless, nameless person.
I'm Holly.
Pleased to meet you Holly. My name's Jade.
That's a lovely name.
Yours too, I said. Holly and Jade. I like the way they go together.
I'm imagining us going together in more ways than one.
Damn, girl, you're making me soaking wet. Can I see a bit more of you too? I want to let my mind run all over your sweet body.
The girl reached up over her shoulders and pulled her T-shirt over her head. Then she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. When she pulled it off her shoulders and threw it on the floor, I gasped. Her breasts were smaller than mine, but stood firm and erect on her chest. But far more fascinating, was their shape. They were far pointier than most, pressing straight out toward me like two fleshy obelisks.
Mmm, I typed. Those are mighty succulent boobies you have, Holly.
Not as full and appetizing as yours! she returned.
I love their shape. I could suck on your pointy nipples all day!
I'd like that, Holly said. You're going to make me cum pretty soon if you keep talking to me like that.
That's not the only part of you that I want to suck, I said, starting to rub my clit more quickly. I want to take your sweet nub into my mouth and watch your twist all over my face.
Yes, Jade. I want you to suck my clit. Make me cum all over your face.
Oh Baby, I said. Let me see and feel you cum. I'm pressing my fingers inside you now...
Fuck, Jade. I can feel you inside me. I'm going to cum...
As I watched Holly writhing in her chair, my mouth opened unconsciously, imagining her riding my face.
Yes, baby, I said. Cum in my mouth. Let it go.
Suddenly, a deep flush spread over Holly's chest and she began jerking wildly in her chair.
Ohhhhhhh, she typed. I'm cumming Jade!
I hadn't been concentrating very much on my own feelings up to this point, but when I saw Holly coming, I thrust my fingers deep into my pussy and gushed all over my hand. While I watched her jerking in her chair, my tits jiggled spastically on my chest as the tremors spread throughout my body.
After a long pause, Holly began to type again.
That was incredible! she said. I haven't had an orgasm that powerful in a long time.
You should try this girl thing more often, I typed. It's even better in real life. Maybe you and your roommate can find a way—
Suddenly, Holly's face turned to the side and a panicked expression fell over her face.
I think she's here! she typed. Someone's at the door!
Oh no—not now, I thought. Just when we were
establishing such a strong connection. I banged away at my keyboard, fearful of losing her forever.
Can we do this again some—
Holly's video stream suddenly went dark as she signed out of the program. I was sad to see her go, but at the same time I was thrilled to have made such an exhilarating connection my first time online.
I'm going to have to try this again very soon, I thought, closing my laptop with sticky fingers.
2
Full Disclosure
After my chat with Holly ended so abruptly, I stayed online for more than an hour hoping she'd reconnect and continue our conversation. But I knew that if her roommate had returned to their dorm, she'd be hard-pressed to find any privacy for the rest of the night. Their single room was so tiny that it would be impossible to find any place for a private conversation, let alone an online sex chat.
For the rest of the night, I fantasized about her roommate barging in to find her masturbating in front of her computer, then tearing off her clothes to join the innocent college girl in her lesbian discovery. If anything could persuade a straight girl to stray to the other side, surely it would be the sight of the winsome co-ed getting off watching other naked women. I came many times that night imagining all the fun the two of them might have discovering the joys of lesbian lovemaking for the first time.
The following night, I was eager to get back online to see if I could reconnect with Holly. Even though I knew my chances were slim, if she found herself alone again and was in a similar frame of mind, I hoped she might have the same idea. Around the same time that evening, I logged back into the SapphicChat site and began toggling through the gallery of online visitors.
I found a few interesting candidates, and for a short time I engaged in some playful banter with a closeted housewife from Texas, then a curious divorcée from California, then a sexy dyke from Delaware. On any other day, I might have been enticed to remove my clothing and begin another erotic online encounter, but after a few minutes of superficial conversation, I found myself clicking the Next button in search of my innocent college girl.
I was just about to reengage with the Texas housewife when a familiar silhouette filled the visitor chat window. She was sitting cross-legged in the middle of her bed wearing a tight T-shirt and shorts with her face out of the frame, but I recognized the contour of her breasts instantly. Her pointy tits pressed against the soft fabric of her shirt, barely concealing the two tubers of mouthwatering flesh. My pussy throbbed at the sight of the familiar swellings.
Holly? I typed on my keyboard.
Who's this? she responded in the chat box. I was wearing a different outfit this evening, and with my face off-camera, it was obvious she didn't recognize me.
It's Jade. I've been thinking about you so much since our chat last night.
She stretched her legs out on opposite sides of her laptop and leaned her body forward to type on her keyboard. This only accentuated the elongated shape of her breasts, highlighting the meaty areolas at their tips.
Me too. I wasn't sure if I'd find you again. Sorry for cutting you off so suddenly last night.
I completely understand. Did your roommate catch you in the act?
I was able to get myself pulled together pretty quickly. But she must have sensed something was up from the look on my face. Plus, I'm sure the room was saturated with the scent of my sex by the time we finished.
The thought of Holly's scent filling the room made my pussy weep, and I spread my legs unconsciously, feeling the moisture between my legs.
Did you tell her what you’d been doing?
No, I made up some lame-ass excuse about researching a term paper.
Too bad. If anything might swing her the other way, it would be the sight of her pretty roommate getting off watching other girls.
I dunno. I'm still afraid what she might think. I could smell her boyfriend's cologne all over her when she came back. I don't think she's interested in me that way.
Give it time. It's still early in the semester. She probably just needs to get a bit more comfortable around you. Your irresistible personality will eventually win her over.
So you're saying my body's not enough? ;-)
Don't be silly. Your figure is exquisite. I paused for a moment, contemplating whether to take our online conversation to the next level. Though I still haven't seen your entire face. Don't you think we've come far enough to show the rest of our bodies to one another?
Holly hesitated with her hands over her keyboard. For a moment, I thought she might hit the Exit button in fear of revealing her real identity.
I guess so, she said. But I'm kind of wary about my showing my face in a public forum like this. You never know who might be recording us. I'd be horrified if somebody posted this online and my parents saw a clip of me masturbating online one day.
I know how you feel, I typed. I've been having the same concerns. Why don't we open a separate private chat. Do you have Skype?
Yes, Holly said. I use it to chat with my folks every couple of weeks.
What's your username? Mine's gigi84.
Is that the year you were born? I thought you said you were twenty-five!
Ok, full disclosure, I sheepishly typed. I might have stretched my age a little bit. But everyone tells me I look much younger than I really am.
It's cool, Holly said. Everybody has a secret identity online. I never would have guessed your age. You certainly have the body of a 25 yr old!
Sexy enough to entice a college girl into an online affair with a middle-aged woman?
That's not middle-aged! You're barely through the first trimester. But to answer your question, yes. My Skype ID is ucgrad22.
LOL. I'm trying to slow down the clock and you're already looking ahead. Shall we log out of here and start a new Skype chat?
C u in a few minutes, sexy momma! Holly said, signing off with a playful kissing emoji.
As her image disappeared from the video window, my pussy pitter-pattered at her playful description of me. I couldn't wait to have her all to myself on a private webcam link, and I quickly exited the webpage and signed into Skype. I searched for ucgrad22 and a profile pulled up with a thumbnail image of a pretty teenager wearing sunglasses against a seaside background. I clicked on the image and a new chat window opened, giving me three options. I could leave a text message in the chat box at the bottom of the screen, or I could send her an audio or video call request.
What the hell, I thought. I think we're well past the preliminaries.
I tapped on the video button and as my video stream went live, the sound of an electronic call warbled through my speakers. While I waited for Holly to pick up on the other end, I adjusted the angle of my camera so that it focused with a close-up of my face. I'd chosen to wear some skimpy lingerie this evening, and I didn't want to be too presumptuous right out of the gate. Besides, I was eager to see Holly's full face, and I figured if I set the tone, that she might follow.
After a few seconds, the bottom half of the screen filled with the familiar image of Holly's chest in her tight T-shirt. I smiled when I saw her, and she quickly tilted her screen up so that I could see her face also. My heart immediately began accelerating, not only because she appeared so close, but also because she was absolutely stunning. She had large doe-eyes, a cute upturned nose, and long auburn hair falling over her shoulders. With her bright green eyes and sprinkling of little freckles, she looked like a dead-ringer for the actress Emma Stone.
"Can you hear me?" I spoke toward my laptop's onboard microphone.
"Yes," Holly replied. "Oh my God, Jade—you're gorgeous!"
"Not bad for a thirty-five-year-old?" I smiled.
"Not bad for a twenty-five-year-old!" Holly beamed back at me.
"You're not too shabby yourself, young lady," I said. "Those eyes are to die for. Has anyone ever told you that you look a bit like—"
"Yes, I know. Emma Stone. I get it all the time. I think it's just the red hair and freckles. We gingers ar
e always getting compared to one another. Amy Adams, Bryce Howard, Lindsay Lohan—I've heard them all."
"Sorry," I said. "I didn't mean to compare you to anybody. You're gorgeous and unique in your own right."
"No worries. It's just that I used to get teased quite a lot when I was younger."
"Not so much anymore, I bet."
"Thankfully, I seem to be outgrowing it."
"I bet you turn a lot of heads from both boys and girls on campus."
"I haven't been paying much attention. I’ve been focusing primarily on my studies. I don't get out much..."
"Oh my God, girl. You don't know what you're missing. With a face and body like that, you could have your pick of the litter. You could make your roommate super-jealous by bringing home a hot new boyfriend every night of the week."
"Except I'm not really into guys right now. Though I will confess, I was fantasizing about phalluses most of the night."
"Oh? Do tell. Real or pretend ones?"
"All your talk about strap-on dildos and double-sided cocks got me worked up all night. As soon as Jen left in the morning, I took out my vibrator and have been playing with it most of the day."
My pussy throbbed at the thought of Holly jilling herself with a dildo, as I felt a dribble of lubrication run down the crack of my ass.
"Same here. Do you have a favorite?"
Holly leaned over her bed and reached into the night table beside her bed. She pulled out a plain flesh-colored plastic dildo and held it in front of the screen for me to see.
"I just have this one. I actually pulled it out of the trash can at my house a few years ago. I think it belonged to my mother. I've been too nervous to go to an adult store to look for one of my own."
"Jeesuz, girl," I said, staring at the prehistoric sex toy. "That looks like something straight out of the eighties. Vibrators have become a lot more sophisticated over the last few years."
I reached into my side table and pulled out my favorite rabbit vibrator and held it up for Holly to see.
"This is one of my favorites. It's called The Rabbit. It twists and rolls on the end to provide an exquisite form of internal stimulation. But best of all are these little rabbit ears."
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