All Chapters of The GxG Wet Diary : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I was wet. I was soaked, in fact. I had been from the moment I walked into their bedroom. Now Tina slid down the bed and brought her face between my legs. A moment later I felt her warm slippery tongue expertly working its way over the surface of my pussy. I’ve always loved getting head, though most guys never do it quite right. But Tina knew just what to do. It was true, I suppose, that no one could know a woman sexually like another woman. As Tina licked my cunt, Marge straddled my face and slowly lowered her pussy down to my mouth. Now I stared up at her vividly exposed vulva, only inches from my face. It was such a pretty little pussy too, sharply etched and vivid, and resting in a thick, rich bush of pubic hairs that looked like curls of spun gold. And its sweet aroma intoxicated me. I could feel the hot, smooth skin of her thighs brush against my cheeks as she lowered herself. This was the moment of truth. I was being offered a woman’s cunt to dev

Doris was my first experience with another girl. She and I were roommates in our freshman year at college, crammed into a two-bed, two-desk, one-closet dormitory room on the third floor of a six floor dorm. We didn’t pick each other; we were assigned our rooms by the college’s computer and at first we didn't like each other. Even though we were both eighteen, both from small towns, and both eager to start the college life, we were quite different. She was a petite brunette with a curvy figure and dark eyes that captured your attention immediately. And she had perfect white teeth behind kiss-me, swollen lips. It turns out her father was the town’s primary dentist. In contrast, I am tall, blond, and long legged, with modest breasts and boyish hips. Her skin was also a light milk chocolate color, much like tan, while mine was plain milk white, clearly untouched by the sun. But as times goes on, we learnt to accept and respect each other since we're also classmates. I

I was enjoying my final year in high school when Marco and her family moved into the house across the street from me. They had emigrated from France. It was just Marco, her Mom & Dad and her tall, beautiful sister Angela.Marco and I became instant friends. She went to the same high school as me and she was in my toughest class, Algebra. At least, it was tough for me…easy for her.Being from France, her toughest class was American History. We had that class together too. We rode the bus to and from school everyday. After school, we did mountains of homework together.I loved being around her because she was always laughing and she made me feel good. She had to be the happiest girl I’ve ever known.Marco was really pretty. She had short brown hair, deep brown eyes and a wonderful smile. She had small breast. But her breasts were a tad bigger than mine.Marco’s sister, Angela was truly beautiful. She was two years older than us. She was about twenty years old. She was a freshman in the

Girls’ night in was the decision for tonight. Kate and I had been going out a lot recently. Clubbing, picking up random guys, and generally abusing our bodies with all-nighters mixed with copious amounts of alcohol. All of it leading to those awkward mornings where you quickly throw on your clothes and sneak out as fast as possible like a little slut trying to disappear. But tonight was different — DVD’s, takeaway Thai, white wine, popcorn, and chocolate were all scheduled, and I was genuinely looking forward to an easy, lazy weekend for a change. I walked into Kate’s place — her cute two-bedroom apartment in midtown. The food was already waiting along with all the treats. I’d brought the wine like a good girl. “Hi Amanda,” Kate said, leaning in and kissing me. Her lips just barely brushed mine, so soft and glossy that I couldn’t help staring at them, mesmerized. We ate the delicious food, and Kate kept licking her lips slowly, deliberately, which kept catching my eye and sen

I stood frozen for a second, heart slamming against my ribs, before my feet carried me forward like I was in a trance. Victoria’s green eyes never left mine as I crossed the luxurious office, the city lights glittering far below us through the huge windows. The door was locked. We were completely alone.“Closer,” she commanded, her voice low and rough with arousal.I stopped between her spread legs where she leaned against the massive mahogany desk. My skirt felt too short, my blouse too tight, and the bare wetness between my thighs made every tiny movement a filthy reminder of what she’d ordered me to do.Victoria’s hand came up slowly, cupping my jaw, thumb stroking my lower lip again. “Such a pretty, obedient straight girl. Show me.”My hands shook as I reached down and gathered the hem of my pencil skirt, lifting it inch by inch until the cool office air kissed my soaked, exposed pussy. I was dripping—shiny strands of arousal already coating my inner thighs. Victoria’s gaze droppe