Jezebella Smut

i like pussy: pt. 1

I’m not a lesbian, per say.  I’m not totally straight.  But I don’t see myself as bi, either.  Maybe it’s the labeling that gets in my head and fucks me up so much I just can’t decide.  Labeling is so droll; in fact it’s downright creepy.  Who the fuck cares and what does it matter?  Maybe we’ll talk about this all later.  Right now I want to talk about girls-on-girls and pussy.

And so here we are.  This might be a waste of my time and energy.  After all, this blog is still a little newborn and nobody really knows I’m here yet.  Which means that, in the long run, maybe no one will even read this.  But I’m thinking about it, so I’m going to write about it.

I guess that for my age (no, I’m not divulging) I am pretty experienced.  But my first ever real sexual experience was with a girl.  I will say that I was fantasizing and masturbating at a very young age.  And the fantasies were pretty damned dirty.  But I never really thought about girl-girl sex, unless as part of a kinky group scene I’d created in my filthy little mind.

So I had this friend, Jasmine, who began regularly spending weekends at our house.  I had a double bed, so it followed that that was where we slept.  She would tickle my back for me.  Innocent, at least on my part, at first.  Soon she had me taking off my nightie, and would tickle from under my arms (copping a feel of my titties when she could) down my sides, then across the backs of my thighs, and down my legs. 

Soon, she was spreading my arms and legs out.  I was liking it and waiting for what would come next.  I wasn’t stupid and was pretty sure she wanted to get at what was between my legs.

On my belly –limbs stretched wide, with my face in the pillow– I would occasionally feel the knuckles of her fingers "accidentally on purpose" brush against the crotch of my panties.  My feelings were mingled.  I was nervous, maybe even a bit frightened.  I mean, after all, I’d had absolutely no physical kind of sex with anybody — just the fantasies while I fingered myself, and those were not about females, per se.  At the same time, I craved the attention, looked forward to it during the week, anticipated what would come next. 

She was definitely making me hot.  I was on fire.  Feverish…crazy in heat for her.  But I liked her being the aggressor.  I liked being pursued.  And so I waited for her to make her move.

And there finally came the time when she began masturbating me through my panties.  From behind.  Even to this day, me being in that position drives me fucking wild.

Of course, fingering under the panties followed shortly after.   And then there came the time when I was finally on my back, propped up a little on my pillow, with my legs spread, watching her "do me."  To my amazement, I watched as she drew her fingers from my sopping snatch to smell them.  Then she looked straight into my eyes and began sucking my cunt juices off of her fingers. 

Watching her do this, I knew what I wanted next, what I hadn’t even thought of until that moment:  I wanted her to mouth my pussy.  I wanted her to suck on it.  I wanted to feel her tongue inside of my little, tight hole.

Kiss it, Jasmine.

I could hear myself saying it, but didn’t care.  I needed it.  Apparently so did she, because the next thing you know, her face was buried in my hot, wet muff.  Watching her while I was feeling what she was doing with those sexy lips of her — I came in like a minute flat.  And I came hard.  I came so hard I was actually crying.  Jasmine crawled up and held me in her arms, kissing all over my face.  I could smell my wet pussy cum all over her face.

When my breathing finally returned to normal and I was calm, Jasmine whispered, "I need it too," and took my hand, pushing my fingers underneath her wet panties.  She held me tight while I fingered her and got her off.

And so it went for a while:  Jasmine would eat me out and get me off and then I would masturbate her to get her off.  And I could always smell myself all over her face while I was doing it.  Would even kiss her and taste myself — taste my own sweet and salty cunt nectar in my own mouth.

But would I ever taste Jasmine’s?  Stay tuned for part 2.

In the meantime, let’s look at some hot girl-on-girl, lesbian porn.  Then I’m going to go get myself off big time.  *wink*

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have fun! love from a girl whow appreciates a fine piece of meat

jezzebella

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Obscenity is whatever gives the Judge an erection.  ~Unknown

Yes, I do like porn a lot.  I can appreciate the beauty of soft porn, but it is the nasty stuff that really gets me off.  My friend, who has actually been helping me get this blog going, doesn’t really care for porn so much.  Which just blows my fuckin’ mind.  I mean, what is up with that?

I think a lot of chicks like porn and intend to feature many of them here at Jezebella Smut in the future.   Won’t that be fun?  I’ve been surfing for a while now and can promise you there are some smart, sexy, kinky women who dig the obscene.  Which should be refreshing to the guys, because the more women fess up to their own porn-pensities, the more simpatico the rest of the world will become.  Which really means they might come out from their own little secret nasty closets instead of pointing at the rest of us.

Sounds good to me!  Now I’ve been working on this site/blog all day on and off.  I’m off to bed.  But I’ll be thinking about you.  And guess what I’ll be doing while I’m thinking about you.

Love from your sticky-fingered little girl.

Jezebella