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She held my hands and made me walk to the kitchen with her. When we got to the kitchen Ellen again kissed me hard. I returned the kiss with the same passion. Our tongues were doing a dance inside our mouths and I was pretty much convinced what I said earlier. Ellen is mine. I am real glad I decided to change the linen on my bed. We were going to have very passionate sex ALL night. We took the wine and cheese and we made it to the LR. Ellen opened her mouth to speak and I said, no, let me start. Ellen, you should have no doubts that I have fallen in love with you. Hard. You should not question my motives for tonight. I really wanted to speak with you and explore this relationship with some logical rational. When I opened the door and saw you I knew that there was no logical rationalization for my love for you. This love I have for you is real and is a feeling that does not require rationalizations. Today I love you immensely. I ask that you try to work this love with me. If you don’t I would suffer . . . a lot. But, no it is not your fault that I have fallen in love with you. Ellen put a finger on my lips and said, Annie, I am also in love with you. Yes I want to be with you. I want to move here with you and make love to you every night of our lives. Ellen continued. I am coming out also of a previous love that after 4 years was not working any more. So, although we may feel in a rebound and hence a weak love, I am convinced that this relationship is good for both of us. I said to Ellen, - regarding moving in I feel that that part we must take a bit slower. I need to see how the girls would react to mami having a new lover and how they would react that the lover was you. I know they like you as a friend of mami. I also need to sound my parents off. It is a lesbian relationship and society does not look well yet at these relationships. I personally could care less what society thinks about us. But other members of my family need to know what I want. Right now we can count with the Wednesdays that Mike takes the girls and the week ends he has them. Once we do some ground work, then I would love for you to move in with me. I love you and want to make love to you every night of the rest of our lives. So, unless you want to say something more about lesbianism that you feel is something that is needed to be said, I would love to put that subject in a drawer. I love you and I do not care what society may or may not say about lesbian love. Ellen said that she understood and that she would work with me to acquaint all her family to us. She also said that the days that I would sleep without her would be painful because she also fell hard for me. However, before putting the “L” word in a drawer she wanted to clarify something for me. Lesbianism is a term of the past. Lesbianism is one of those labels that past societies put on the love of same sex, in this case you and me. Lesbianism was a connotation of “wrong”. It was also considered perversion only because the mentality of society was too “religionized”. When in fact, if love is pure what does it has to do with whether is between two same sex individuals. As long as the individuals are OK with it and it is performed like any other sex, behind closed doors, who really gives a hoot. How can you call evil the love I feel for you and the love you feel for me. In the old societies Lesbianism was forbidden by religious misunderstandings. When I was born, my parents did not say, - Oh, what a beautiful Ellen. Let us educate her as a lesbian. I did not go to classes to learn lesbianism. I was not abused by anybody as a child or when growing up. There was nothing strange in my life that put me into lesbianism. As a matter of fact I was in love with a boy and lost my virginity with him on our senior year. We graduated and he went to a University far from our homes. Out of not being close and not having a lot of contact we both fell out of our love. I did not get involved with a woman because men were bad. No, one day in a party and drunk I made love to a girl. The next morning among the haziness of the situation I began exploring my involvement with this girl. It was her first also. We both lived for a while together and we both realized that we loved women. We did not stay together for a long time but we both realized that we had found something about us that was there although not recognized. I began visiting lesbian’s bars And fell in love with one of the girls. A sweet and beautiful girl. Her mother became very ill and she had to move to help her father. Her mother died of cancer and she was devastated. She came back to me but she was in no position of continuing with our love. I tried to keep her but it was very difficult for me and her. We parted very amicable. We still write each other. She is married and with kids. All we do is send Christmas and birthday cards. I fell in love again. This was Toni and this was the last. We broke up and that is that. Now I love you and I want to work real hard for your love. I was really happy that she said all that. I know Ellen wants to assure me that the past is just that, past. And I love her for that. She kissed me again and we went to the kitchen to bring the food and eat. I told her that I have a surprise for her after dinner. So, we ate, clean after, put the dishes in the dishwasher and went to the LR. Ellen was asking for her surprise. I sat her in the couch and kissed her. And I kissed her again and again. Ellen was responding as passionate as myself. We both were getting warm and hot. I am sure that Ellen’s pussy was getting wet because mine was. Then I stood up and asked her if she was ready for her surprise. She said - YEAH, don’t make me suffer more . . . . I grabbed the skirt part of the dress and removed it all leaving me naked right there in front of my love. 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Also, flashbacks will be italicized for clarity.I'll begin by describing myself as I am now. At the time of my writing this, I'm 25 years old. I won't be telling you my name, because all of this is true. Instead I will insert *** in place of my name. Also, all the other names have been changed. I stand about 5' tall, which used to be a sore spot for me in my life, although I've gotten over it now. Most women want a man to be tall and powerful, and although I have a very athletic and well-muscled body, I definitely don't meet the 'tall, dark, and handsome' stereotype. I have short, sandy-blonde hair, always slicked back, and combed and parted quite elegantly in the older French style. I have different coloured eyes, the left a piercing blue-grey, and the right a rather striking emerald green shot through with flecks of gold. I'm recently become quite successful, professionally, and I tend to dress accordingly. I favor tailored suits of white or black, usually choosing unified accents of silver, gold, or the opposing shade. I have been told on several occasions that I smile like the Morningstar himself. I also have a beautiful, thick 8" cock, which, because of my height, has surprised everyone who has ever seen it. ***** ***** ***** ***** On that day, as I remember it, I had never before felt so confident, so sure of myself. I was infused with my newfound sexuality, and, despite the pain that I had endured to reach that point, I knew that it had been worth it. I live in Vancouver, and I was on the Skytrain, heading from my house towards my destination. I wanted to have a particular effect that day, so I was dressed completely in white. Shoes, suit, belt, tie, watch, everything. Pure white. Since my sexual awakening, transit has become one of my favorite methods of traveling. I often stand, gazing at the people around me, wondering about their kinks, their fantasies, and invent fantasies of my own about them. On this particular day, something happened that was rather annoying, but also eventually led to an encounter which I will be describing to you sometime later. I was in my usual spot, standing near the doors, when a woman boarded the near empty train car. She was a he, actually, a transvestite, and stood about 6' tall, with long blonde hair. I noticed right away that she had big, powerful hands, although they were quite soft looking, with long, beautifully manicured nails. She was well dressed, with sexy 'fuck-me' boots complementing her outfit, and, despite her obviously male nature, all in all she was quite pretty. She sat facing me, crossed her legs, and proceeded to read her newspaper. A couple of stops later, a young couple came on board. By this time the train had filled almost to capacity, and the only seat left available was next to the woman reading her newspaper. The young man sat down beside her, inviting the girl to sit on his lap, which she did. As she sat, our eyes met briefly and I smiled. She was exceptionally pretty, with long, wavy, chestnut brown hair, lovely green eyes, and full lips that curled up on either side, as if in slight, perpetual amusement. She quickly looked away but, as the train moved on from the corner of my eye I saw her glance back towards me a few times. At some point I noticed that the young man had realized he was sitting next to a transvestite, and was now staring openly, running his eyes over her body and face in what I can only describe as amused disgust. The woman had noticed as well, and was obviously becoming uncomfortable with this boy's rudeness. I leaned towards the woman slightly, putting my head partly in the guy's vision. "Didn't your mother ever tell you it's rude to stare at a lady?" I asked, looking him straight in the eye. His eyes snapped up, his face instantly going red. "Wh... what?" "You're being very rude, and you're obviously making the lady uncomfortable." I held his furtive gaze with my own rock-steady stare. "How would you feel if I were to stare at her like that?" Without looking, I pointed to his girlfriend, who was now fidgeting uncomfortably on his lap. By now the woman had realized that I was coming to her rescue, and had a small, knowing smile on her lips. I could feel her eyes on me, but I kept my gaze locked on the young man. He was about my age I guessed, maybe a year or two younger, but he obviously had the emotional maturity of a 12-year-old. At the mention of his own girlfriend being treated in such a poor fashion, he immediately became defensive. "You'd better not be looking at her at all." He said menacingly. "That's right, I'd better not. 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Despite my pain, I was rock-hard, kept that way by the combination of the vibrating cock-ring at the base of my shaft, and the not-so-gentle ministrations of Jenna's free hand. I had been in this position for some time now, and the entire head of my engorged penis was covered in pre-cum. I was strapped to a table propped at a 45 degree angle to the floor, my wrists and ankles bound to the corners with leather shackles. "I'm not sure I believe you. Explain it to me." I kept my eyes downcast, but in my peripheral vision, I could see by the concerned look on her face that this was important to her. I took a moment to collect myself. "In order to truly submit, I must be prepared for anything at any time. I must be willing to accept that I have no choice in the things that may happen to me, and I must be able to endure them, whether I understand them or not." I couldn't see her face clearly, but from the tone of her voice I could tell she was disappointed. "Such a surface understanding." Her voice hardened once again. "Oh well. This is just the first of many lessons to come. I expect you to do better in the future, but I think you need more examples before you can truly begin to understand what it means to give yourself completely to another person." I was upset that I had displeased her, but her hand stroking my thick shaft kept me as hard as ever. She bit my left nipple, hard enough to leave small white teeth marks in the soft flesh, and I gasped at the shocking combination of pain and pleasure. She held the hard nub in her teeth, flicking it back and forth with her tongue. She began pumping my cock faster, and I could feel my orgasm start to build. Suddenly, she let go, then impaled herself on me, moaning loudly as I stretched open her hot, tight pussy. "Look at me." She commanded, gripping my chin with her free hand. The other held the still lit candle. I looked up into her eyes. 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After this, there would be no turning back. I felt tingles of excitement shoot up the back of my neck. I knew there was no way I wasn't going to go through with it. "Val, how long have we known each other?" I knew the answer, but I wanted her to tell me so that we would be on the same page. "Ummm... About 8 years I guess? Why?" I smiled at the memory of our meeting for the first time. "And how long have we been friends?" She laughed liltingly, and my heart sang at the sound. "About 8 years I guess." I heard the stove and hood fan click off, and then the sound of dishes being pilled in the sink. She came into the living room, once again wiping her hands on the towel. My breathing quickened slightly at the sight of her, her skin shining with a slight sheen of sweat. I looked her straight in the eye, mentally pulling her to me. "And how long have I been in love with you?" I asked softly. She froze, clearly not expecting this. "***, we've been over this..." "How long?" I asked. Softly again, but more insistently this time. She looked away. "About 8 years." She mumbled. I called her name in a firm voice. "Look at me." She looked up shyly, clearly not wanting to meet my gaze, or to have this conversation again as we had before. "Look at me," I said again. "But not through the refraction of 8 years. Look at me as I am now, standing here before you, and try to remember the reasons you've never returned my affections." Her face clouded, as if in mental turmoil, but she did as I asked. After a moment, I thought I saw some flicker of recognition in her eyes, and her features softened slightly. I knew that now was the crucial moment, and I stepped forward quickly, fluidly, until we were standing mere inches apart. She was confused now, having had no time to assimilate or understand what she was feeling. I lifted her chin with one crooked finger, and gazed into her eyes for a moment. "***, I..." And then I kissed her. 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"But there's only one thing you need to worry about saying." Her gaze became questioning. "What's that?" "Stop." "I don't understand." "In a moment I'm going to kiss you again. From that point on, the only thing you need to worry about is whether or not you want me to stop." I was sure she could see the fire in my eyes, and, since I could feel her full, firm breasts pressed up against my chest as she breathed deeply, I was equally sure she could feel the firmness of my resolve pressing into her thigh. She flushed darkly, and I saw lust spark in her eyes. She considered for only the briefest of moments. "'Stop' is the last thing I'm going to be saying at this point." She put her hands behind my head and pulled me in for another passionate kiss. I could feel her need igniting in the heat of that kiss, and I returned it in kind. I felt her hands on my chest, undoing the buttons on my jacket, and then she pushed it from my shoulders. 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With my free hand I lifted her chin into another kiss, and as our tongues explored each other's mouths I used my free hand to undo the clasp of her bra. "Lay down." I said in a soft, firm voice, and as she did so I released my grip on her wrists, sliding my fingers teasingly along her arms, bringing the lacy straps of her bra with them as I did. She lay there, flawless, her flesh flushed darkly with her desire. Her bra was sitting atop her breasts, barely covering the two heaving mounds of soft flesh. I longed to remove it, to take her breasts in my mouth, but I delayed a little longer, instead stretching my body out along hers, supporting myself on my hands, with one knee pressed firmly between her soft thighs. I could feel the heat radiating from her crotch. I took her wrists again, this time moving them above her head, and pressed them both to the mattress, one held with each of my hands. I kissed her mouth, her neck, her collarbone, traced a line between her breasts with my tongue, and nipped playfully at the sensitive flesh over her ribs. Her eyes were closed as she lost herself in the sensations, and I smiled that devilish smile of mine, knowing that I was about to make her feel even better. Kissing the tops of her breasts, I then lightly bit at her nipples through the fabric of her bra. She gasped sharply, and I knew it was time to take things a little further. Still holding her arms firmly above her head, I took the bra in my teeth and flung it away sharply. Val's eyes flew open, and I took her in another kiss, more roughly this time. I put my other knee between her thighs, spreading her legs around my hips, and leaned down over her body. Her flesh burned against mine, and I could feel against my chest that her nipples were becoming hard. I tilted my hips, pressing my bulging sex against the heat between her legs. 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After a minute of this, I stopped pinching and started massaging, kneading the entire breast in my hand, feeling the firm flesh respond and heat under my touch. I switched positions with my hand and mouth, giving each breast equal attention, bringing Val deeper into her pleasure. "Oh fuck, I want you inside me right now." She groaned. I moved my mouth from her breast to her lips, brushed them softly with my own, feeling the heat of her breath. "Soon. I promise." Suddenly Val moved with surprising speed, and despite my greater strength I was caught off guard. She twisted out of my grasp and used the momentum to throw herself on top of me, her small hands pinning my wrists. With my legs dangling off the edge of the bed, my position of power was significantly compromised. She looked down at me, a smile playing at the corner of her soft lips. "You don't get to be the only one who makes promises." I smiled back, and responded with only partial sarcasm. "Yes, mistress." Val looked momentarily confused, trying to decided whether or not I was making fun of her, and then decided it didn't matter. "Mistress, is it? All right then. Put your arms out to the sides, palms flat against the bed." I knew from experience that I would enjoy this new game, so I complied without comment when she relinquished her grip on me. It hurt a little in my shoulders, to turn my arms so far forward, but I embraced the pain, letting it wash over me to become part of the overall sensation. Thus crucified, I awaited further instruction. Val sat straddling my crotch, her bare upper body fully revealed to me as she edged back slightly, until she was sitting on my knees, at the edge of the bed. Her nails raked lightly down my chest, flicked teasingly over my nipples, and I gasped with a sharp intake of breath. My nipples have always been extremely sensitive, and even this light touch was enough to make me squirm. Val seemed not to notice my discomfort as her hands glided further towards her destination. Her fingers found my belt buckle and deftly undid it in one motion. She suddenly stood up, catching the waistband of my trousers as she did, and pulled them and my underpants down and off. My fully erect cock sprang up, a willing testament to my arousal. Val froze, her eyes drawn reflexively to my member. "Wow..." She knelt down between my knees, and tentatively reached out to touch me. "OK," She said, in a remarkably candid voice. "I was not expecting that." I smiled down at her. "No one ever does. But I don't mind, really. It's my secret weapon." She was still softly gripping my shaft, and now she started to stroke it a little, experimentally, pulling the foreskin down to expose the fat, engorged head, glistening with pre-cum. "Yeah..." She breathed. She blinked, regaining her composure, and smiled mischievously at me. "Some secret." 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