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  • — Revenge —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 39

    It was the worst thing I've ever done. I was 18 and in college for my second year. I was lesbian then, and am bi now, married, kids, and 20 years later. There was an ultra religious girl in the dorm, on my floor who was constantly berating me and yelling out to everyone that I was a lesbian and was "unnatural" all of the hellfire rhetoric to go with it. She was the daughter of a preacher and I found out a 19 year old virgin. There was a big blowout party after finals one semester and the preachers daughter got drunk beyond belief. I am still not sure if she was roofied or not. She couldn't move, eyes closed, and nothing woke her up. Another girl asked if I'd help take her to her room. We trekked across campus carrying her. I had her feet the other girl had her hands. We had to set her down several times. I could see up her skirt as we carried her. Her see through panties put her hairy pussy on display to me. Honestly with women I've always been a sucker for keeping hairy for some reason. One of our rest periods while carrying her, the skirt flipped above her panties and the other girl remarked how hairy she was.

    Once we were in the goodie girls room, the other girl wanted to go back to the party, but I'd had enough. I went to my room. After a few minutes I went back to the goodie girls room. I know I shouldn't have done anything but I did. I stripped her, then I stripped and climbed into bed with her. I kissed her, though she couldn't kiss back, and nothing was waking her up. I was feeling her pussy, getting her really wet, I couldn't believe how wet she got. The entire room smelled of pussy and sex. I pushed my pussy to her mouth and rubbed it all over her face, I sucked on what then, was the most perfect pair of breasts I'd ever seen, and I licked her pussy, taking in as much of that slick liquid as I could. There was a LOT of it, this girl got the wettest of anyone I've ever encountered before or since. I think she came but still didn't wake up. I did make sure that her juice and my pussy juice were drying all over her breasts and her legs, her face, her hands, and lodged throughout her ample pussy hair. I wanted her knowing there was a lot of pussy, and sex in that room.

    Spreading her pussy open I could see her hymen. I couldn't believe a 19 year old, even if a virgin, still had an intact hymen. Three fingers together and I thrust, then fucked her with three fingers for about 15 minutes. She was bleeding a little, getting even wetter. I used her see through panties to wipe the little trickles of blood, still making sure some got on her sheets. I wanted no mistakes to be made by her in the morning. I then starting tribbing with her, and made myself come, getting some more of her virginal blood on my pussy. Then I went to sleep, next to her. I woke up early, left my panties in her bed along with her blood stained panties, and walked back to my room. It was deserted as I walked back. About an hour later, I got showered, dressed, had breakfast and took some coffee and a bagel to her room.
    I knocked, heard a shy voice saying "yes" and went in.
    "I was just wondering if you found my panties? We couldn't find them last night" I said
    Her answer was "did we?" my response was "yes, and thank you, you gave yourself to me for your first time, that was very special. . . YOU are very special"

    She started crying and saying how she wasn't gay and didn't mean to do anything. I sat next to her and held her while she cried. She asked me how we broke her and made her bleed and I told her what she'd asked me to do (knowing it wasn't true). I kissed her, and pulled the sheet down that she was using to cover her breasts and lightly scr**ed my fingers across the nipples and kissed them again. They stood out rigid and firm. I brought her head to my blouse and opened it to my bare tits, and she pulled away.
    "No, I can't"
    "Yes, you can, you did, you couldn't get enough of them last night, that and my . . . you know, down there"
    She erupted crying again. I kissed her and strangely she kissed back. I took my panties and reached out and took her panties saying it was to remember the most special girl I'd ever been with. She let me and was still crying when I left.

    My husband found those panties many years later, and I told him they were mine from the first time I had sex with a guy. He keeps them now in his top drawer and brings them out sometimes when we make love, making me tell him about my first time. I tell him a true story, though the panties weren't part of that story.

    I know it was wrong, but she was such a bitch to me for 2 years, and after that night she stopped. She never uttered a foul word to me again, and sometimes when alone with her, I'd kiss her and reach under her bra and up her skirt and feel her as we kissed. I r**ed another girl. It was wrong, but she was so damn mean to me.

    #45856 — Comments (2) — Feb 7, 2020 at 4:18 PM — That's Juicy! (12) Remove It.
  • 1
    This is one of the best stories I've ever read on this site

    I love it

    It's fantastic

    I wish you nothing but the best
    13 days ago
  • 2
    An amazing sstory. Enjoyed every bit.creative you
    10 days ago




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