Sarah took me to a local bar this evening. It's crowded and dark just like any other bars. Then I realized that it's a lesbian bar. I saw many twisted bodies glued together tightly on the dance floors and around the shadow corners. It turned out that Sarah is a frequenter at the bar and knows many people there. A tall and pretty girl named Sandra asked me to dance when Sarah got to her feet to dance with her her friend, Tina. I felt my voice trembled when I answered yes. Sandra held my hand firmly as she pulled me to the dance floor. It's a slow dance and Sandra held me tightly in her arms. I felt my stomach fluttered as I felt the bottom of her breast mashed the top of mine snugly and I felt so weak that I may have stumbled if not for I was completely wrapped in her arms. Sandra owns a local accounting firm and has strong ties with local business.
After several songs we all came back to the couch. Sandra sat right next to me and squeezed my shoulder tightly and I could only lean against her as she pulled me close. I felt very safe in her arms and I could hear my heart beat so fast. As four of us talked, Sandra's fingers stroked my arm gently. I felt goosebumps crawling on my skin. This is the first time I was so intimate with a girl and I found that I was so excited. It's so very different from being with boys. When being with boys, I was constantly making great effort to guard against their advances, struggling to maintain my dignity and hide my body's response to their lewd manipulation. Yet with Sandra, I didn't have the urge to escape from her touch. In fact I think I actually yearned for it. When we left the bar, Sandra insisted to escort me home and I accepted it gracefully. We talked a little more on the way home and she kissed me forcibly at the door. I felt I melt into her breathlessly and I blushed as I felt the dampness of my panties. Then we said goodbye to each other. I can still taste her kiss...
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