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blockquote id="77c5"><p>“Come with me, Sara, to my bedroom,” she held her hand as they walked down a hall and into the room. Stopping short of her bed, she took Sara’s other hand, too, and locked eyes.</p></blockquote><blockquote id="8ce0"><p>“Are you OK? I mean, is this OK?”</p></blockquote><blockquote id="6f66"><p>“Yes, I’m OK, Amie. I want this, too. You’re a wonderful human,” Sara said.</p></blockquote><blockquote id="85ac"><p>They smiled and Amie stepped closer, wrapping her arms around Sara and kissing her more passionately.</p></blockquote><blockquote id="524d"><p>Sara’s inner desires and pent up sexual needs escaped, finally free. Sara couldn’t feel enough of Amie’s body or kiss her lips more deeply. Her tongue darted into Amie’s mouth and her breathing already was shallow and erratic with excitement.</p></blockquote><blockquote id="8957"><p>Aroused by Sara’s raw response, Amie pulled away from Sara and undressed.</p></blockquote><figure id="14f1"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*GGSUCiAjqsY4iyrngY3zmA.png"><figcaption>Top row: “Amie”; Bottom row: “Sara” (Credit: Author using AI)</figcaption></figure><blockquote id="e7c2"><p>Devouring the sight of Amie’s body, Sara undressed quickly, wanting to feel Amie’s body pressed against hers.</p></blockquote><blockquote id="7b56"><p>Amie led them to her bed. With Sara lying on her back, Amie moved over top, seductively kissing her face, neck and shoulders.</p></blockquote><blockquote id="a649"><p>Amie shifted lower and placing her hands on Sara’s breasts. Her nipples stood erect and begged for attention, luring Amie’s mouth to them. Amie lightly licked the areola on her right breast, feeling Sara’s hard nipple against her lips. Her mouth then engulfed the nipple. Sara cooed with pleasure.</p></blockquote><blockquote id="95da"><p>Today was the first Sara had felt the erotic pleasure of a woman’s lips and tongue on her breasts, and alone, it nearly brought her to orgasm.</p></blockquote><blockquote id="a747"><p>“Oh, Amie … oh my … that’s really nice … please keep doing that …”</p></blockquote><blockquote id="9a80"><p>Amie moved a hand down Sara’s tummy, beyond her navel, finding her pubic hair and the soft outer skin of her pussy.</p></blockquote><blockquote id="214d"><p>Sara wrapped her arms around Amie’s neck and head, gently pushing her down while flexing her hips upward. Amie took the hint and let her fingers slide between Sara’s outer labia folds, stopping when she engaged her opening.</p></blockquote><blockquote id="f9f5"><p>“Please … please … don’t stop …”</p></blockquote><blockquote id="ac63"><p>Amie’s middle finger teased Sara’s entrance, rhythmically pressing in and out.</p></blockquote><blockquote id="e561"><p>“Yes, yes, yes … push in … oohhhhhhhhhhh.”</p></bl

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ockquote><blockquote id="484a"><p>Sara gripped Amie’s hand and pushed her finger deeper. Sara’s body couldn’t take a moment more without climaxing. Holding Amie’s finger inside, Sara lost control of her muscles and sounds — the orgasm having its way with her body. Amie gently caressed inside Sara’s vaginal opening with her finger.</p></blockquote><blockquote id="f464"><p>Amie spotted a tear from Sara’s eye, asking, “Are you OK?” knowing this was the first orgasm Sara had experienced with another woman.</p></blockquote><blockquote id="5f2a"><p>“I’m more than OK. Amie, that was amazing.”</p></blockquote><blockquote id="477c"><p>“I’m happy for you, Sara, and you are amazing.”</p></blockquote><blockquote id="56a0"><p>Unsure of whether Sara might want to stop or continue, Amie asked, “So, what do you want to do now?”</p></blockquote><blockquote id="0937"><p>“Oh, no, we’re not done, are we?” Sara asked.</p></blockquote><blockquote id="b084"><p>“Not if you don’t want to be.”</p></blockquote><blockquote id="a428"><p>“I’m pretty sure I have 10 more of those in me, and I could deliver 10 to you,” she laughed. “I’m actually not joking.</p></blockquote><blockquote id="8aa0"><p>“It’s your turn, Amie.”</p></blockquote><blockquote id="2381"><p>The two women continued touching, licking, kissing and cumming with each other for the next three hours. Exhausted and saturated with erotic pleasure, they fell asleep on Amie’s bed.</p></blockquote><p id="f4c0">“Sara … Sara …”</p><p id="e4a3">“Yes, Nadia … that was so, so good,” Sara said.</p><p id="a228">Sara understood that Amie’s tenderness, patience had understanding through that moment years earlier had made this moment with Nadia possible.</p><p id="c296">Sara reached up to touch Nadia’s lips.</p><p id="4987">“It’s your turn. I hope you’re ready.”</p><blockquote id="fd8a"><p>Please consider clapping (Medium lets you leave up to 50 claps), highlighting a section and/or commenting as it helps support my writing. I greatly appreciate this consideration.</p></blockquote><blockquote id="16eb"><p>You can find the entire Sarah’s Story series here:</p></blockquote><div id="84f6" class="link-block"> <a href="https://authoradsmith.medium.com/list/24704b7a2d8a"> <div> <div> <h2>Sara's Story</h2> <div><h3>This is a slow burn, Erotic Sapphic Romance (heavy on the romance), that focuses on Sara, a young woman finding her…</h3></div> <div><p>authoradsmith.medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*d13ae07839f5b1d85404b06f29dc56d4363f61be.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

“Sara” (Credit: Author using AI)

Erotica | Lesfic | Romance | Relationships | Sexuality

From Innocence to the Brink of Sexual Passion

During the afterglow of orgasm, Sara recalls her first sexual encounter with another woman.

This is Chapter 4 in an ongoing story. It can be read as a standalone or you can read the other stories here.

Basking in a post-orgasm euphoria, and moments from devouring Nadia’s sumptuous body next to her, Sara’s mind returned to the only other sexual encounter she had known in her 23 years.

It was a sentimental flashback in time, not so much a yearning for a lost love.

She had first met Amie at a freshman college party about five years earlier. Amie became Sara’s first during their senior year. Sara had not yet come out, and until then, the only sexual touch she had known was from her own hand.

Amie knew Sara was still hiding her sexual identity and that she had not yet been with another woman. Amie was a tender, caring lover that night.

Once inside Amie’s apartment, she offered Sara a glass of wine and then spent time talking and catching up, not rushing straight to the bedroom. She wanted Sara to relax, knowing she was tense and nervous.

“Amie (L) and Sara (R)” (Credit: Author usingi AI)

Between the first and second glass of wine, while talking in the small kitchen, Amie stepped closer to Sara.

“Sara, I’m going to kiss you,” she paused to allow for a rejection. None came.

She delicately kissed Sara, sensually and offering just the lightest touch of her tongue. Pulling away, she smiled with a seductive, sexy look on her face.

Sara blushed, feeling alive with excitement and arousal, and wanting to jump on Amie. Inexperience and uncertainty held her in check. Kissing Amie flooded her erotic insides with sexually-charged butterflies while making her feel like a schoolgirl having just kissed someone for the first time.

The women made it halfway through a second glass of wine when Amie took Sara’s hand and led her to the bedroom.

“Come with me, Sara, to my bedroom,” she held her hand as they walked down a hall and into the room. Stopping short of her bed, she took Sara’s other hand, too, and locked eyes.

“Are you OK? I mean, is this OK?”

“Yes, I’m OK, Amie. I want this, too. You’re a wonderful human,” Sara said.

They smiled and Amie stepped closer, wrapping her arms around Sara and kissing her more passionately.

Sara’s inner desires and pent up sexual needs escaped, finally free. Sara couldn’t feel enough of Amie’s body or kiss her lips more deeply. Her tongue darted into Amie’s mouth and her breathing already was shallow and erratic with excitement.

Aroused by Sara’s raw response, Amie pulled away from Sara and undressed.

Top row: “Amie”; Bottom row: “Sara” (Credit: Author using AI)

Devouring the sight of Amie’s body, Sara undressed quickly, wanting to feel Amie’s body pressed against hers.

Amie led them to her bed. With Sara lying on her back, Amie moved over top, seductively kissing her face, neck and shoulders.

Amie shifted lower and placing her hands on Sara’s breasts. Her nipples stood erect and begged for attention, luring Amie’s mouth to them. Amie lightly licked the areola on her right breast, feeling Sara’s hard nipple against her lips. Her mouth then engulfed the nipple. Sara cooed with pleasure.

Today was the first Sara had felt the erotic pleasure of a woman’s lips and tongue on her breasts, and alone, it nearly brought her to orgasm.

“Oh, Amie … oh my … that’s really nice … please keep doing that …”

Amie moved a hand down Sara’s tummy, beyond her navel, finding her pubic hair and the soft outer skin of her pussy.

Sara wrapped her arms around Amie’s neck and head, gently pushing her down while flexing her hips upward. Amie took the hint and let her fingers slide between Sara’s outer labia folds, stopping when she engaged her opening.

“Please … please … don’t stop …”

Amie’s middle finger teased Sara’s entrance, rhythmically pressing in and out.

“Yes, yes, yes … push in … oohhhhhhhhhhh.”

Sara gripped Amie’s hand and pushed her finger deeper. Sara’s body couldn’t take a moment more without climaxing. Holding Amie’s finger inside, Sara lost control of her muscles and sounds — the orgasm having its way with her body. Amie gently caressed inside Sara’s vaginal opening with her finger.

Amie spotted a tear from Sara’s eye, asking, “Are you OK?” knowing this was the first orgasm Sara had experienced with another woman.

“I’m more than OK. Amie, that was amazing.”

“I’m happy for you, Sara, and you are amazing.”

Unsure of whether Sara might want to stop or continue, Amie asked, “So, what do you want to do now?”

“Oh, no, we’re not done, are we?” Sara asked.

“Not if you don’t want to be.”

“I’m pretty sure I have 10 more of those in me, and I could deliver 10 to you,” she laughed. “I’m actually not joking.

“It’s your turn, Amie.”

The two women continued touching, licking, kissing and cumming with each other for the next three hours. Exhausted and saturated with erotic pleasure, they fell asleep on Amie’s bed.

“Sara … Sara …”

“Yes, Nadia … that was so, so good,” Sara said.

Sara understood that Amie’s tenderness, patience had understanding through that moment years earlier had made this moment with Nadia possible.

Sara reached up to touch Nadia’s lips.

“It’s your turn. I hope you’re ready.”

Please consider clapping (Medium lets you leave up to 50 claps), highlighting a section and/or commenting as it helps support my writing. I greatly appreciate this consideration.

You can find the entire Sarah’s Story series here:

Erotica
Lesbian
Romance
Relationships
Sexuality
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