Beginnings

although slightly parted, still held a slight plumpness … and looked soft … and tender.
Shit. I was a lezza. Why else would I be thinking about how soft and tender her lips were
Crap. That's all I needed.
But she was so pretty …
My thoughts were interrupted by a movement … from Sarah. She had turned herself to face me,
and her expression held a question. Obviously, being a wuss, I thought this was the time to make
my excuses and leave.
'Well … I had best get gone. I've really enjoyed myself tonight.'
'Lou' Her voice stopped my escape, and I turned to look at her once again. 'I've had a lovely
time tonight … really lovely. In fact …'
At this point, she leaned towards me, and I leaned back on the door, willing it to open and let me
out. I saw her come closer and then …pull back, her face seemed to show the confusion I was
feeling. All my senses were in overdrive. I could smell her perfume: it was intoxicating. I could
hear my blood whistling through my veins, racing to parts that shall be left unmentioned.
And I could see this situation getting out of hand if I didn't do something … and quick.
So I did.
I leaned forward and planted my lips to hers, quite clumsily at first, and I think I took her by
surprise … and that made the both of us. I could taste her lipstick in my mouth as I kissed her …
and it tasted so much better than when I tasted it on myself.
When the surprise wore off, I could feel her responding to me, and I followed suit, our mouths
moving against each other's in a steady rhythm. I could feel her hand stroking the side of my
head, so I lifted my hand and started doing the same. Then she tangled her fingers into my hair
and I felt a groan leave my stomach and race upwards to burst out of my mouth and into hers.
She moaned back, and then slipped a very inquisitive tongue into my mouth.
Now this was the first time I had ever kissed a woman. Ever. And I had never thought about
kissing another woman. Ever … or … had I This wasn't the time to start questioning what I had
or hadn't thought. I was kissing a woman, in the front seat of her car, parked outside my house on
a Saturday night … and I was thoroughly enjoying it.
Her lips were so soft … softer than I thought they'd be … and they had looked soft. Her tongue
was gently probing inside my mouth and I couldn't help but suck it in. It was getting deeper and
deeper. I was falling deeper and deeper into the kiss, the outside world was leaving me behind as
I pushed myself into her and felt her do the same.