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The Seduction of Beth
by CW (address withheld)

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A butch lesbian thinks her pretty straight friend Beth 
may be interested in a "deeper" relationship so she 
invites her over to study for law school finals and 
things quickly take an intimate turn. (FF, 1st-lesbian-
expr)

***

My name is Christie, and I'm a dyke – a butch lesbian 
with small breasts but wide hips and a soft, round 
bottom. I've been "out" since my first week in college, 
which was six years ago. I've had a couple of serious 
relationships and my share of flings. Several months 
ago I broke up with my partner of three years, and I 
tried the bar scene. Unfortunately, most of the women 
tended to be butch, and I wasn't meeting the sort of 
soft, feminine woman I craved.

The one woman I really wanted seemed off limits. Beth, 
a student in my law school class, is a striking 
brunette, about my height (5' 6") but much slimmer, 
with a classic model's lines and the best legs I'd ever 
seen. I found her large brown eyes and open smile 
captivating. I hung around with her at school as much 
as I could, and I never hid the fact that I'm gay. 

The problem was that she seemed completely straight; in 
fact, she had a serious boyfriend who lived in another 
city and regularly went to see him on weekends.

One day she told me that she and her guy had broken up. 
Sensing my chance, I tried to be there for her whenever 
she was feeling low, and I offered lots of hugs. I 
noticed that she seemed to become more friendly and 
sought out my company. 

At first I thought the casual touches were an accident. 
But then I began to suspect that she was interested in 
something, just unsure of how to express it. She 
certainly smiled at me the way a woman does when she's 
chasing a man. A couple of my lesbian classmates 
noticed and commented with smirks about my new 
"girlfriend."

As this went on, I found myself fantasizing about 
making love to her. At night, just before I drifted 
into a restless sleep, I would masturbate with the 
image of Beth before me. I imagined her lying beneath 
me. She would me naked except for the petite silver 
watch she always wore, begging softly for me to eat 
her. I would stroke my clit in a frenzy as I thought of 
myself licking her cunt and fucking her with the big 
strap-on dildo – my "man," as I call it – that I keep 
in my night table drawer. My orgasms were shattering.

Finally I made up my mind to give it my best shot. On a 
warm spring day a few weeks ago I saw her, dressed as 
usual in cut-off shorts that let the men in the law 
school gaze at most of her long legs. I struck up a 
conversation about the impending final exams. She said 
she was nervous, too. "Why not start studying 
together?" I proposed. "Sounds good to me," she 
answered. "Can we start tonight, at the library?" I 
remarked that the library was very crowded and noisy. 
Then I made my pitch, "My apartment is much more 
private." 

Beth gave me that incredible, sexy smile – the kind you 
save for a special someone, a lover. "I was hoping 
you'd say that. I'll be over with my books at eight."

The stage seemed to be set, then, when Beth arrived 
that evening. She was dressed provocatively in a tight 
black t-shirt and black satin boxer shorts, cut high to 
reveal much of her graceful thighs. I was ready to go 
for it, especially because she seemed always to be 
brushing against me. Each time she touched me I 
reciprocated, and I flirted right back with her at 
every opening. 

After about an hour of grinding away at the books, Beth 
complained that she had a stiff neck and back. "Why 
don't I give you a back rub?" I suggested innocently, 
seeing the moment to make my move on this foxy maiden. 
We adjourned to my bedroom.

Beth lay down and I slid my hands under her t-shirt. 
She moaned with pleasure under my soft touch. I grew 
bolder, kneading the backs of her smooth thighs and 
letting my hands wander up her satin shorts to her 
exquisitely rounded ass cheeks. "That feels wonderful," 
she sighed. 

"It can be better," I whispered. "Slip your shirt off." 

She didn't hesitate. As she lay back down on her 
stomach, I admired her smooth pale skin, lighter than 
my own, and her firm, broad shoulders. I undid the 
clasps at the back of her bra and slipped it out from 
under her.

"Turnabout is fair play, Christie," Beth said, without 
looking at me. "You take your shirt off, too. Besides, 
it's very warm in here." 

I lifted off my t-shirt. Since I wore no bra, my tits 
jiggled freely, and my upturned nipples began to 
harden. I thought to myself, why stop here? So I pulled 
off my shorts and panties and tossed everything in a 
pile on the floor. Then I reached over and eased off 
Beth's satin shorts. She said nothing. As I gazed at 
her lovely body, I realized how deeply I wanted her. 

I ran my hands across her silky black bikini briefs and 
notice her tremble with anticipation. "Let me help you 
out of these," I said lightly, trying to sound as 
casual as I could. She raised her hips slightly to make 
it easy for me. Her panties were damp already with the 
evidence of her arousal, and I held them up to my nose 
for an instant to inhale the delicious aroma of her 
passion.

Beth lay before me on the bed, wearing nothing now but 
her pretty silver watch with its little safety chain. 
Her eyes were closed, her breath rapid. I began rubbing 
the backs of her calves and thighs, then moved to her 
ass. My fingers gently probed her crack. She squirmed 
under my knowing touch. 

"Mmmmm, it keeps getting better," she said. I could 
stand to wait no longer. I lay down on top of her back, 
my moist pussy upon her ass and my breasts pressed 
against her back. There is nothing more beautiful than 
the sensation of another woman's smooth skin against 
mine. I shifted slightly to the side and slid my thigh 
between hers. 

Beth gasped, then moaned softly as I slowly humped her 
from the rear and pressed my leg against her now-
soaking cunt. I kissed the back of her neck just under 
those soft brown curls and licked and nibbled her ears. 
I slid my hands down her strong arms, pausing at her 
wrist to trace the thin contour of her watch. Her ex-
boyfriend had given that to her. I thought to myself, 
"I bet he liked it when she rubbed the watch band 
across his back when they made love. Doubt he ever 
imagined her wearing it in bed with another woman, with 
her dyke lover."

I intertwined my fingers with her. For a few moments we 
lay motionless, poised on the brink of giving ourselves 
to each other. I whispered in her ear, "I want to kiss 
you now, Beth. Your first kiss with a woman." She 
turned her head to the side to kiss me over her 
shoulder and I leaned forward. Our lips met and our 
tongues danced together – oh, it was hot, the most 
sensual kiss I have ever tasted. I was in heaven.

I gently rolled Beth onto her back. "You are so 
pretty," she cooed softly, with that wonderful smile of 
hers. She licked her lips and reached her hands behind 
my neck to tease my short dark hair. 

Our mouths brushed, tentatively at first and then with 
rising lust, kissing as only two women can. I probed 
Beth's mouth gently with my tongue and bit delicately 
on her lower lip. Our embrace went on for a long time 
as I let my hands roam across her curves and cupped her 
shapely tits. I felt her fingers explore my waist and 
my broad hips. The thin band of her watch lightly 
scratched my smooth skin, adding another feminine touch 
to the sensuality of our encounter.

I love the dominant role, and sweet Beth seemed to want 
me to take the lead. I broke our kiss and moved my 
mouth down to her perfect breasts. Under the 
ministrations of my tongue and teeth her nipples grew 
taut. Beth seemed to melt into passion. 

"Your tongue is so sweet to me, Christie," she 
murmured. As my mouth teased her nipple, I placed my 
hand on her wet cunt and slipped a finger into her 
vagina, delighted to feel her love muscles grip me. 
Then I worked in another finger and another, until my 
whole hand was slick and covered with her juices. The 
pace of her breathing told me she was close. But I 
wanted to try something else.

"Wait just a moment," I said. Her face wore a puzzled 
but expectant look. I reached into the night table and 
remove my strap-on dildo, with its big 8" black latex 
cock. "I want you to meet my 'man,'" I said hoarsely. 
"I'm going to fuck you like you've never gotten it 
before." 

Her eyes widened when she saw the size of the invader, 
but she said nothing. Beth was so wet that I slid in 
easily, drawing a happy gasp from her throat.

"Good girl," I said. "You took it all. You're a horny 
little dyke, aren't you?" 

We gazed into each other's eyes. What she said next 
send a thrill through me.

"I like it when you call me a dyke. That's what I am 
now. That's what you made me, and I love it." 

I began thrusting deeply in and out, pausing sometimes 
to kiss her deeply. In just a couple of minutes she 
exploded in a loud, wrenching orgasm, which left her 
limp in my arms. My ultimate fantasy had come true.

We made love the rest of the night, drifting off 
occasionally into a contented sleep. Beth was as horny 
as I was, so neither of us left the other alone for 
very long. Her pussy tasted delicious and she loved it 
when I swirled my tongue around her hard pink clit as 
it peaked from its hood. 

I was thrilled to discover that she gave as good as she 
got, especially when I straddled her face and grunted 
dirty orders to her about how I wanted her to lap my 
pussy.

In the morning, snuggled in my arms, Beth told me that 
she was through with men for good. Within a couple of 
weeks we knew we were in love with each other, and we 
exchanged gold rings. It had the whole law school 
talking but we didn't care. 

We plan to be together forever.

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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