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Hi, this is Donna Z. Here is a new story about some friendsI
knew from college. Val and Joy were good friends of mine, though
we came from different towns and states for that matter. This is
the latest in my "Hometown Stories" series.
As usual, this story is intended for adults, and if you are not
18 or older, or below the legal age for ytour locale, don't read
this story.
Enjoy.
Story elements, F/F. cons, oral, rom
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HIDDEN LUST
by
Donna Z.
Joy was a perky, short, and rather athletic girl when I knew her,
and she was also a rather active lesbian on campus, in various
GLBT clubs as existed at the time.
Her new roomy could not have seemed more different. Valerie was
a very hard and tough looking girl from some factory town in
upstate New York. Tall, physically very strong, and quite shy
actually, the two seemed mismatched in all ways imaginable.
Joy marveled at Val's very shapely figure that seemed accentuated
by her broad shoulders and exceptionally strong arms and legs.
Val had sharp, too hard, facial features, and a look that spoke
volumes about experience well beyond her years.
Joy was a bit worried that they wouldn't have much to talk about,
and would more or less tolerate each other until the first
opportunity came for one or the other to move out. Yet, there
was something about the odd girl from back east who slept in the
nude, that Joy really liked,
and it wasn't just her body, or anything sexual. Nor was this
liking about Val having a vehicle, and being more than willing to
give Joy a lift when needed.
Val didn't talk very much and when she did, her voice seemed an
octave lower than what you might expect from a girl of only 19.
But Joy sensed a nervous warmth in the new roommate, and just
took it day by day. Joy did her thing, and Val did hers and the
two just got on with college daily life, and dorm life without a
lot of friction.
By about the middle of October, they were on friendly terms, but
Val still seemed very shy, almost too shy. So, Joy opened up a
little, and so did Val in response. By now Joy had seen Val
naked many times, and vice' versa, each time Joy marveled at the
strong back, firm muscular buttocks, carefully groomed privates,
and the one item
Joy really liked, Val's butterfly tattoo on her butt, as well as
Val's ample boobs. Val was a big chested, very strong, young
woman.
Val looked like the typical jeans wearing, hard-case, straight,
white, biker "chick." But, the young woman's grades were hardly
what one would expect from a hard-case! Val was smart and worked
hard at her studies.
Many tougher boys tryed to get a date, but Val sent them all
packing. She wasn't there to get her "Mrs." degree, and there
was little time for fooling around. Most agreed, when Val said
no, no meant NO!
Val seemed her happiest when she was in the room with Joy.
Strange as that may sound, as Val had given Joy no reason to
think that she liked her, much less that she wanted to be around
her. Yet, Val really liked the
affable, and friendly Joy, in spite of all the whispering from
other girls in the dorm that Joy was, "a queer." Some of this
whispering and gossiping got very ugly, but what Val saw, vs.
what she heard, made it clear to her
that Joy was about as much a "threat" to her, or anyone else, as
the man in the moon. Behind Val's back, the gossip gals called
Val a dyke as well, but none of these types had the courage to
tell Val to her face. Such was the life in the dorms.
One night, on a self-induced dare, Joy sat on her bed edge with
her privates fully exposed for her roommate to see. Val looked,
and more or less didn't pay much attention to what was for Joy, a
shockingly daring come-on, and just continued their pleasant
conversation. Yet, Val let her long, man's work shirt that she
lounged around in, drift up, exposing her own privates for Joy to
see. Val was actually amused by Joy's display, and simply played
along, seeing where this little game would lead.
It didn't lead anywhere as Joy figured that Val was straight and
that was the end of it. But there was much more to Val than met
the eye.
Val sensed Joy was reaching out, and at a loss for exactly how to
do it. So Val took the initiative. "Joy, if you want to mess
around, I don't mind, and I'm kinda' flattered." Val said,
waiting for Joy's response but not looking too concerned or like
she was staring.
Joy was left dumbstruck. "How did you know?" Joy asked.
Val gave a reassuring, yet sly smile and said, "Ummm, you're all
but holding up a sign." Val replied, in a questioning but
friendly tone.
Joy bounded off the bed and embraced Val warmly.
It was Val's turn to be dumbstruck, she hadn't expected Joy's
eager embrace. It was obvious that Joy was very happy, but Val
sensed that the dorm was not the place for what promised to be a
hot encounter. "Joy, hey there, Joy, wait a second." Val said,
gently manuvering Joy into a position to where she could look the
eager girlfriend in the eyes.
Joy thought she was going to hear the dreaded "buts and ifs" a
girl sometimes gets when her expectations exceed what is really
happening. But her spirits lifted when Val said, "Look, this is
not the place for love. We get going here, and who knows what
scandal will get spread around. I don't trust many people around
this zoo, there's too much gossip, too much snooping, and way too
much bullshit for my liking. You I like. So, if we are going
to get to be something more than friendly roomies, Joy, we don't
want to risk it around here! I have a plan....."
The plan was simple. It town, there's a classy motel/hotel with
all the amenities anyone could want. Pool, saunas, workout
room/spa, great resturant, free breakfast, room service, cable TV
and some things the dorm could not provide, namely, quiet,
privacy, comfortable beds,
and a nearby bathroom that you didn't have to walk down the hall
to. There were little refrigerators, and a coffeepot even, in
the rooms.
The cost for a so-called, "Weekend Vacation," was quite modest
considering the accomodations, but it was the quiet season,
before the holidays. Val had saved up her money, and Joy was
ahead on cash as well. Joy thought about it for a moment, and
said, "This sounds neat!
Why not? But, I'm kinda' feeling affectionate you might say,
right now." While hugging her roomie.
"We've waited this long, can you wait one more day? It's
Thursday, tomorrow, I have a computer lab, and you have a chem
lab. We are both out by 11AM. We come back, pack our bags, and
flee this nuthouse and then...he, he, he, we go have some fun.
Wanna' come with me, little girl?" Val said, in a mock menacing
tone.
Joy readily accepted. Val had thought this adventure out in
detail. The dorm was noisy, the neighbors on both sides were
snoopy snobs, the walls were thin to such an extent that large,
thick, heavy, tightly woven Mexican tapestries even would do
little to quell the racket from the neighbors. Further, the dorm
seemed at times to be filled with goody-goodys of all sorts and
types who, to the last one, all seemed to have a life's mission
to bedevil everyone within earshot. Joy had had some encounters
in the dorms, but the aura was ruined by the fear of discovery
and snoops listening or peeking through cracks in the thin
partition walls. Literally, even though you could close the
doors, the dorms were about as private as an open air
amphitheater!
Val opened up to Joy a little and the two talked and laughed for
quite awhile. Friday promised to be heavenly. Joy was all but
quivering in anticipation. She didn't realize it was all Val
could do to not come onto her and take her right there, but that
was how the night went.
Val was a skilled machinist already, at just 19. Her father
owned a machine shop and allowed Val, who was fascinated by the
machinery to learn how to operate the precision machines. While
other girls played with dolls, Val learned how to operate complex
automatic equipment.
Joy was a typical local girl coping with being lesbian in the
midwest of the United States. Fortunately, in this town the
lesbian underground was rampant. Joy fell in with a group that
was a year younger than Shonda and I. But Joy's experiences
mirrored those of most of the girls who did some of the
sleep-over routine and played around. Joy had a steady
girlfriend, and was at 15, quite out, at least to herself and
close friends. Like many other girls, her link to our circle was
through Toya or Linda. Joy was quite taken with Linda, and
though there was an age difference, the two seemed unusually
close, though Linda and Joy both wouldn't talk about it.
Toya called Joy "hot," which was a nice compliment, by Toya
standards. Beyond that, there was little to discuss. Joy was
in her own circle, and age grouping was a strong barrier at
times.
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Friday:
The morning classes could not get over fast enough for either of
the young women. 11AM finally came, and both of them all but ran
back to the dorm, packed some clothing and swimsuits and fled in
Val's little pickup truck.
The drive to the city is a roundabout affair from the university.
The campus is not in the city, but in the suburbs. Plus, Val
had reserved the room at the hotel on the opposite side of the
city, not far from the airport, instead of the one nearer to the
university that was always
packed it seemed. Joy had thought that the weekend would be at
the nearer one. But as they drove clear across the city, Val
explained the other one was just as good if not better, and
actually quite a bit less expensive. Plus it wasn't always
loaded with parents, narcs looking
for underage drinking parties, and other assorted sundry snoops
from the university or the local police department. That made
sense to Joy.
The pair killed some time before check-in getting some lunch and
browsing in a shopping center, just window shopping.
When check-in time came, Joy was astonished by the size of the
room. This was a luxury suite! Val had gotten the deal of the
year on this room it seemed! "How did you swing this!" Joy
asked, quite amazed, bewildered by the sliding doors that closed
off the bedroom from the rest of the room
"Easy, I went shopping and got a deal at a commercial rate, they
think we are business people attending a convention here in town,
that's kinda'why I asked you to dress nice, but casual, and
brought the truck as it
has out of state plates, and a commercial registry to a
business." Joy replied, smiling.
Joy was floored, Val was a genius. No doubt about it. She had
considered every angle. Joy asked, "You thought about doing
something like this for a long time didn't you?"
Val came over and embraced Joy gently and with happy eyes, and a
warm smile replied, "I have been waiting for you since the day I
met you in August. I have yearned for this moment and planned
for it and now we are together.
You want to mess around?" Val asked.
Joy melted in Val's arms, their lips met, and they fell backwards
onto the big comfortable bed. The interlude would last for quite
awhile. Val was an excellent kisser, had great fingers, and
clearly knew exactly what to do
to make another girl very happy indeed!
For Joy, pent up desires exploded. She wanted to try anything
and everything with Val, and Val was more than willing to go
along, but made it clear that she would go as far as Joy wanted,
but Joy had better be ready and willing to return all favors!
Joy was beside herself with excitement! Val was clearly
experienced. The play was slow, gentle and careful at this
stage, as Val felt out Joy's patterns of response.
Joy writhed as Val expertly licked her honeywell. Val seemed to
anticipate Joy's reactions to specific contact, and was a more
than willing butt nut, which actually surprised Joy, as there are
many women who do not readily engage in butt licking until well
into a relationship.
Normally, it Joy took a long time to have an orgasm, but today,
in the hands of a clearly experienced woman, Joy exploded in a
writhing orgasm, among the most intense she had ever experienced.
though left gasping from the potent release of desires, Joy
wanted much more. Val was more than willing to go along, and the
remainder of the afternoon was a garden of delights for the two
young women who held back nothing from each other. Finally,
completely worn out, the two fell asleep and did not wake up
until after 9PM.
Joy offered to show Val around the "other" side of town where the
local girls went, over by "The Hungry Scribe," and the clubs
along the street in the Arsenal district which drew a lively
younger crowd.
Val was astonished by the scene, which seems to this day, to be
so out of character for a medium sized, midwestern, "Bible Belt"
city. There is a lively gay scene, and a surprisingly large
lesbian and bi female community here. Val had thought this was
another up-tight midwest podunk with all the bigotry and twice
the hypocrisy. Well, like so many others, Val quickly learned
that not all of the farm belt is wearing high button shoes!
Somehow the two got back safely to the hotel and literally
collapsed into the bed. For Val it had been an amazing night.
For Joy, well, she was in love.
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Saturday
The two slept in until about 10 in the morning, awakening to the
sound of a maid knocking on the door.
The maid said she would come back later, but going back to bed
was out of the question.
The half hung-over young women quietly showered and dressed,
picked up a bit and went to breakfast, barely saying a word.
Life slowly seeped back into their bodies as they drank some
coffee and enjoyed a fine breakfast buffet. Within an hour the
two were feeling great and wanted to get out a little.
Joy drove the little truck around the city showing Val all sorts
of shops and sights. The city is a place where everyone for 6
counties around came to shop and have fun, so there is quite a
bit to see.
It was Val's turn to talk now,
Val, like Joy was out early....too early. She fell into fooling
around out of curiousity and on a dare from her cousin when she
was very young. They kissed and felt each other, and kept it up
through the years. Val felt no discomfort at being attracted to
girls, and did not suffer any sort of "moral crisis" about her
feelings. Val had no "turning point" in her sexual identity, as
Val had never considered sex to be that important! Sex was fun,
and that was that. By 15 Val had been with an older boy, and it
had been a fair experience, but not what she had expected. She
tried again, and it was no better a second time. It wasn't for
the lack of trying on the boy's part, he was fine, it was just
the situation.....it was fun, but different from being with a
girl. For Val, well, she didn't see what all the fuss was about.
There was no illicit pregnancy, as she had taken every
precaution, but that in itself was a worry that Val didn't need,
or want at 15. Girls were better at this time. By 16 however,
things had changed a little. Val had an exceptionally illicit
interlude with an older girl, and she had liked it!
Val's affair with this older girl was actually a bit wild and
given to taking chancey dares. It didn't last long though, Val
found the risk taking far too risky for comfort, but the all-out
nature of the sexual play, and the contacts with older women she
had gleaned from this relationship would last her throughout high
school. Doing well in school, working hard for her father, and
being essentially a lesbian plaything for an older woman in her
20's, Val grew up strong, confident, and convinced that she was
in the bi catagory, but one who swung far more with girls than
boys. Val never felt any discomfort about her lesbian feelings,
and though she knew she was a sort of escapist plaything for the
older woman, she never felt "used" or "abused," and frankly for
Val it had been a warm, intense and rewarding relationship both
physically and emotionally.
Joy said that all this talk was making her hot, and "would you
like to go back and fool around?", in a hopeful voice.
Val wanted to go back alright, and fool around for hours and
hours!
There was little that Val hadn't been through, and what she
hadn't done, she had seen in very illicit porn films many times.
Val found Joy to be just what she needed right now. That Joy had
eagerly returned the butt licking she had recieved on Friday in
spite of neither of them taking a shower before playing around
told Val that Joy was highly experienced, tuned in, and not
squeamish in the least. Val was falling deeply in love with Joy,
and it felt good.
When you fall in love with another young woman, you can have so
much fun just laying side by side, looking into each others eyes,
tracing outlines of her mouth, and her features. Kissing becomes
a thrill in itself. It is a pity for men, they just don't
understand this. Poor men, so driven and urgent, everything so
hectic, and in spite of the best will in the world, so limited by
their own equipment. The beauty and joy of two women falling in
love is equaled by nothing else save your own children, but at
the early age of Joy and Val, the drift into deep love was all
they needed now. School came first, and having someone to love
can make the difference between success and failure. A good
lesbian lover will help you through the toil and rigors of
undergraduate life. Many might disagree. But, Joy and Val
wouldn't.
It did go on for hours. The kissing, undressing, the play, the
tickling, the loving. Sometimes tender, sometimes urgent. At
once heavenly and funky too. The showering up, taking the time
to wash each other so thoroughly, and lovingly, drying each
other, just admiring your lover's body, her looks, her eyes, her
smile. You want to lick her, her tummy, her armpits, her thighs,
her buttocks and all that lies between them. You are in love,
completely infatuated, utterly taken with this other person.
That evening, there was no fancy meal, just a pizza at a little
shop in the Arsenal, but it might as well have been a deluxe
dinner in a grand, Denver hotel for the two young lovers.
Val was the happiest she had ever felt. School was going to be
fun. Joy was a dream come true. For once, Val marveled at not
feeling like a plaything, or that her love was not going to be
returned. Val could feel the love all but radiate from Joy and
it felt so good to finally, FINALLY, have a true lover, and not
just a "lay."
For Joy, walking along, hand in hand with the strong, and taller
Val was like walking on air. Being a young lesbian can be a very
lonely childhood. In spite of the illicit and forbidden nature
of the play, and the thrills that come from them, the young
lesbian is often alone even with friends around and supportive
parents who say, "you'll grow out of this." If this was lesbian
love, Joy NEVER wanted to grow out of it!
That night, naked together, surrendering completely. No secrets,
nothing held back. Falling asleep together. Joy snuggled up
against Val who looked like she was protecting her from the cold.
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Sunday
The lovers awoke together, filled with happy lusts. There would
be one more session before check-out, maybe two.
There was time for crazy things, wierd little ideosyncracies you
do when you fall so deeply in love. These little oddities seem
so out of place, yet are so notable. You see your lover pee,
suddenly the stink of another person's 'dump' becomes more
tolerable, which for us is strange as we have sharper senses of
smell than men do. Things you wouldn't normally think of even,
like how her mouth looks as she sips coffee from her cup. The
way her fingers hold her toast. Little things.
Check-out time does come though, and it is back to the grind of
the monkey-house called "the women's dormitory." But it is
different now. You have something to hold onto.
Joy and Val quietly sulked back into their room, while the rap
blared from down the hall, and a local scold grumbled about
noise. Their homework was caught up, and the afternoon was nice
enough to get out and about.
The two lovers ran into Toya, Linda, Shonda and I, and Joy
introduced us to Val. Toya was quick to notice the happy sparkle
in Joy's eyes and shy reserve of Val. But Toya let it slide, she
had something better to talk about.
"I'm glad I ran into you guys, we're on our way to look at a
house, a real house with lots of rooms that we could rent and set
up as an "embassy" of sorts for those of us who need to escape
from the 'asylum!' You gotta' admit, the dorms are the pits!"
Toya said.
Joy and Val seemed hesitant at first, but came along. just for
giggles, I think.
But when they saw the near-by house and the quiet location, they
became more interested. For less than 70 dollars a month, we
could as a group, live in this former mansion! There were 6
bedrooms, 3 bathes, 2 kitchens, and enough room that you could
get lost in there.
When Toya kissed Linda, squeezing her buns, Val quietly asked if
Toya and Linda were..."you know..." and Joy nodded and replied,
"We're among real friends here."
Val lit right up, "I like this, this has promise, are you guys
for real about this?" she asked.
"Sure are." Toya replied, "we have 5 couples lined up, Shonda and
Donna, long standing friends, Moe and Jen, who you might not
know, though Joy does, Kelly and Susan, who I think are both in
our computer lab, Teri and Sandy, good friends, and Linda and I.
We need one more couple to fill the bedrooms, how about it?"
Val asked awkwardly, "Are you guys all.."
Toya interrupted, "Yes, we are all into girls here, and all want
something other than the dorms and the ditzy neighbors! Yes, we
want to create a "Chateau Lesbos" here where lovers can find some
peace and privacy and be among friends. We are kind of hoping
you guys would like to be the 6th couple.
Val recoiled a bit from Toya's bluntness. "Ummm..." was all she
could get out before I spoke up and said, "You two are a
beautiful couple, and we wish you lots of happiness, but please
consider our offer, we really would like to have you two join
us."
Joy and Val talked quietly. Joy convinced Val to go along which
was quite easy, as all Val wanted to know is if Joy wanted to do
this. If she did, then on with the show, so to say.
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Monday
Classes went well for Joy and Val, and the housing office was
readily willing to waive the one year on campus rule for freshmen
as there was a big dorm room waiting list and shortage due to
renovations of another women's dorm. Joy and Val were ecstatic!
They could escape the dorms and live together as lovers without
looking over their shoulders all the time.
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Val and Joy counted the days until they could move into the house
together. The cacaphony of the dorm became at once more
tolerable, yet less tolerable as the time to move drew close.
The future was bright for the unlikely lovers from different
places and backgrounds. It was the beginning of a 4 year long,
torrid love affair, that was an inspiration to all of us.
Val is now married with children, but communicates with Joy all
the time, they are still exceptionally close, and on occasion see
each other. Val's husband is a wonderful man and a good friend.
He is very understanding, and does not feel threatened or jealous
at all. Val openly calls herself bisexual to this day.
Joy has remained lesbian, and "Joy" is a psuedonym for a well
known lesbian activist, who I am very proud to call a close
friend.
More on the fun we had at "Chateau Lesbos" will follow.
The End
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Hi, this is Donna Z. I hope you liked this latest segment of my
"Hometown Stories."
This is the first part of a new direction for the series, dealing
with our college years.
As usual, this story is based on real events, and the names and
places have been changed around
The story is copywrited to me, please don't steal it.
Remember, lesbian play is about the complete celebration of being
a woman among women. It is great fun, fairly safe, and quite
gratifying. Please don't make it dangerous and unhealthy with
unsafe activity. It is our special gift that men will never
understand, enjoy it.
Bye for now,
Donna Z.