Introduced To The Delightful Lesbo World
Lesbian
Submit Report Hi readers and friends this is Meera from Pakistan/UK back. I’m of 40 years, married, the rest you know of my previous stories and before proceeding further I would like to clarify few truths regarding my postings. My previous story titled "An Erotic Massage I’ll Never Forget" is true incident and actually the Third Episodec of my Lesbian Saga in short these are my story sequels I’m going to post in this site: 1. Introduced To The Delightful Lesbo World (current one) 2. Using Innocent Sister To Satisfy My Fire 3. An Erotic Massage I'll Never Forget (story already posted) This happened when I was in College: Meera thanked the fates that her parents were rich. If they were not and she might have had to share a room with four or five girls, but thankfully, she would only have to deal with one. Meera unlocked the door to her new dorm room, and surveyed the living conditions with some distaste. The furniture consisted of a long table with two chairs (most likely for studying) two chests of drawers, and a wardrobe. There were two beds, (full sized, not twins, but still not as large as her queen at home) one on the left, and one on the right. Meera, being left handed, chose the left bed. She hauled her two large suitcases in from the living room and flopped on the bare mattress, exhausted from the journey across campus. Wondering what the view was from her window. Meera stood up, running her fingers through her short straight brown hair. She pulled up the blinds and beheld the pretty inner courtyard of the building on the second floor and she surveyed the people down below with some interest. Just then, she the door opened. Hello? Anyone home? Came an unfamiliar voice. Meera turned and was astounded at the sight of a girl who she sincerely hoped was her roommate. Hi! I am Nadira Mandaralle, Im of SriLankan decent, living in Bristol and she exclaimed warmly extending a perfectly manicured hand for Meera to shake. She must have been about 5'8" and looked an Athenian more than a Sri Lankan and she was slender, but toned, with long blonde hair, and sparkling blue eyes not that Meera was not slim and fit herself, mind you and she was just shorter. Hey, it’s nice to meet you and I’m Meera and you’re the roommate I expect? She answered Yup! So wow! Hostel life and that’s too in Cambridge and should be interesting. Looked in the bathroom yet? She said gesturing to the door on the right as you entered the room. Nope and too scared and wanna check it out? Meera replied and I hope the toilet flushes. I’ve heard horror stories. Nadira opened the door warily and the two girls peeked inside. There was one sink with a mirror, a shower, and a toilet behind a sliding door in the corner. They made conversation about their lives back home and plans for the future as they tried out each of the knobs in the bathroom one by one and as they unpacked. Meera and Nadira found that they had a lot in common and became friends very quickly. Neither had a boyfriend back home or had had much luck with boys in general in high school. Boys were pigs, they agreed and when it came time for bed, they both brushed their teeth and discussed shower habits. Meera liked to take them at night and Nadira in the morning, so it worked out perfectly. The next day, the girls were virtually inseparable not only because they were Asians but since neither knew anyone on campus from high school. They ate all of their meals together and investigated the university grounds finding where all of their classes would be held but the whole day. Meera could not get over how shockingly beautiful Nadira was. She definitely turned heads. Meera had no idea how Nadira had avoided having a serious boyfriend and she was just so nice. Though, every so often, Meera could not shake the feeling that Nadira was watching her out of the corner of her eye when they were not talking back in the room, Meera had set up her I Pod dock so that they could listen to some music. She got up to change a song she did not feel like listening to but when she turned to ask Nadira about her taste in music and she was a bit startled to see her eyes already fixed on her almost hungrily. So, um, what kinda music are you into? English? I’m startin Madonna Nadira"s eyes changed instantly and the look was gone oohhhh just about everything except screamo. I don’t get that stuff and she replied. Yeah, me neither. Hey, I should probably shower though. You need to get in the bathroom for anything? Nah, I can wait alright. Meera selected some pjs and underwear from a drawer and went into the bathroom. Okay. So Nadira had been checking her out? Not that she’s be complaining if she had been uuuhhhh. No way. She must be imagining things. Bad thoughts no too weird Meera had always been able to tell when girls were pretty but and she never been attracted to a girl. She never was attracted to a girl before Nadira. Meera undressed dazedly and took her swirling thoughts into the shower. She held her head under the showerhead, fruitlessly trying to clear her mind. She had her back to the door, and the water was loud, so she did not hear the door open and but she noticed very much when the shower door opened. She froze and then the perfectly manicured hands slid around her waist and a pair of soft lips kissed her neck as this was her first time and shivers ran involuntarily down her spine. The lips pressed harder and then suddenly Meera felt Nadira bite her neck, which resulted in involuntary wetness. The hands moved up to her breasts. Nadira cupped them and then squeezed and kneaded them. Then she started to twist her nipples, rolling them between her fingers. The wetness in Meera’s pussy increased dramatically. All the while, Nadira was kissing, licking and biting her neck and just when Meera thought she could not stand it any longer.