Carrie’s First Year at Uni (part 7) – [F18/F18] [Lesbian]

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Wednesday night was Sports Club social night. There were no lectures in the afternoon and all the sports teams met up in numerous bars and got absolutely wasted. Hannah and I joined the rest of our netball team in a lively pub on the main strip. The atmosphere was electric as we all gathered in the massive beer garden strung with fairy lights. We were already drunk, and laughter and chatter filled the air.

As the evening progressed, I found myself getting more and more drawn to a fellow netball teammate, Rachel. She had a magnetic energy and a captivating smile that seemed to light up the whole place.

She was a stunning woman, with a mesmerising beauty. Rachel was mixed race, with luscious black frizzy hair that framed her face. Her eyes sparkled with mischief and intelligence, and her captivating smile could light up the whole place. But what really caught my attention were her curvaceous figure and her confidence in owning her sensuality. Rachel had large, enticing breasts that hung low as she didn’t wear a bra beneath her top. Her ample, round ass, in a tight skirt, swayed with every step she took, turning heads wherever she went.

My fascination with Rachel wasn’t entirely new. I had noticed her in the showers before, her naked form and her thick black bush exuding a magnetic charm that left me intrigued and aroused. I’d even wanked one night thinking about touching and kissing her in the showers, although there was no way I would admit that to her.

As the night wore on, we found ourselves drawn closer to each other. Our conversations became more personal, our laughter more genuine, and the connection between us more profound. It felt as if we were discovering kindred spirits in each other, and the sparks of attraction grew stronger with every passing moment.

We found a secluded spot in the beer garden where we could talk more intimately. The atmosphere between us was charged with desire and curiosity, and we didn’t shy away from exploring the topic of sex. The conversation flowed easily, as if we had known each other for years rather than just one evening.

Rachel and I shared stories about our past experiences in explicit detail, our fantasies, and what turned us on. The openness and vulnerability in our exchange only deepened the connection between us. We laughed at our shared awkward encounters and marvelled at the beauty of exploring our own desires.

“I’ve always been curious about trying new things,” Rachel confessed with a playful glint in her eyes. “Life’s too short not to explore and enjoy ourselves, don’t you think?”

I nodded in agreement, my heart pounding with excitement. “Absolutely! There’s so much to experience, and I don’t want to miss out on anything.”

Rachel’s hand reached out to touch mine, sending a jolt of electricity through me. “I can tell you’re adventurous,” she said, her voice soft and alluring. “And I think that’s incredibly sexy.”

Her compliment made me blush, and I couldn’t help but return the sentiment. “You’re incredibly sexy too, Rachel.”

“Have you ever been with a woman?” Rachel’s question caught me off guard, and for a moment, I hesitated. Memories of the intimate kiss I shared with Hannah flashed in my mind, but I wasn’t sure if that counted as a real lesbian experience since it was done more for the amusement of the guys than anything else.

“Not really, just a kiss,” I replied, trying to be honest without going into too much detail. “What about you?”

Rachel’s eyes sparkled with a mix of confidence and vulnerability. “Oh yes, I’ve been with women before. I like men, but I think I prefer women.”

Her words stirred something within me, and I couldn’t help but feel a tinge of curiosity. I leaned in a little closer, my voice softening with flirtation. “Tell me more about it,” I said, trying to keep my tone casual despite the building desire inside me.

Rachel chuckled, clearly enjoying the newfound openness of our conversation. “Well,” she began, her eyes never leaving mine, “there’s a certain intimacy and connection you can share with another woman that’s unlike anything else. It’s like exploring uncharted territory, discovering pleasure in a way you never imagined.”

Her words sent a thrill through me, and I felt a rush of heat between my legs. I couldn’t deny the excitement that was building, and I wanted to delve deeper into this conversation, to let my curiosity guide me.

“It sounds intriguing,” I replied, my voice a little breathless. “I’ve always been drawn to trying new things, and… well, the idea of being with a woman…”

Rachel’s hand found mine on the table, and her fingers gently intertwined with mine. “You know,” she said with a sly smile, “I think we could have a lot of fun exploring together. No pressure, just two curious souls embarking on an adventure.”

The air around us seemed to crackle with electricity as Rachel’s words hung in the space between us. I could feel the warmth of her hand in mine, and her touch sent shivers of excitement down my spine. Her playful smile was infectious, and I found myself drawn even closer to her, my heart racing with anticipation.

The beer garden seemed to fade away, and it was as if Rachel and I were the only two people in the world. The magnetic energy between us was undeniable, and I could feel the pull of desire growing stronger with every passing second.

“I like the sound of that,” I replied, my voice tinged with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. “I mean, what’s life without a little adventure, right?”

Rachel’s eyes sparkled with mischief, and she leaned in closer, her lips just inches from mine. “Exactly,” she whispered, her breath warm against my skin. “Life’s too short to hold back on exploring our desires.”

Her words sent a jolt of excitement through me, and I couldn’t withstand the magnetic pull any longer. Closing the remaining distance between us, I closed my eyes and pressed my lips softly against hers. The kiss was tentative at first, a gentle exploration of something new and thrilling.

But as the seconds ticked by, the kiss deepened, and I felt a surge of passion between us. Rachel’s lips were soft and inviting, and her tongue danced with mine in a sensual rhythm that left me breathless. It was as if we had unlocked a hidden desire within each other, and the sparks between us ignited into a blazing fire.

The world around us faded away as we lost ourselves in the intoxicating embrace. My heart pounded in my chest, and I could feel the heat of desire pooling between my legs. Rachel’s hand found its way to the back of my neck, her touch both gentle and firm, pulling me closer to her as if we were two magnets drawn together.

The kiss lingered for what felt like an eternity, and when we finally pulled away, our breaths were ragged, and our eyes locked in a haze of desire. “Wow,” Rachel whispered, her voice barely audible above the thumping of my heart.

“Yeah,” I replied, my voice a little shaky. “That was… amazing.”

“Do you want to come back to my room?” I asked. “Fuck yes” she replied. We hurried home.

***

Feeling emboldened by the alcohol and the thrilling energy between us, I decided to distribute my thoughts openly with Rachel. “You know, when I saw you naked in the showers, it really turned me on,” I confessed, feeling a blush rise to my cheeks.

Rachel’s eyes lit up with curiosity and a hint of amusement. “Oh, really now?” she replied, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. “Well, I’m flattered. You can see me naked as much as you like. In fact, let’s both get naked right now.”

Her words sent a thrill through me, and my heart raced with excitement. Without hesitation, Rachel stood up and slowly lifted her dress over her head, revealing her stunning figure. Her dark, frizzy hair cascaded around her shoulders, and her large breasts were breathtaking as they were freed from the constraints of a bra. My gaze lingered on her ample curves, and I felt a rush of desire pooling between my legs.

With a playful grin, Rachel turned around, giving me a tantalising view of her round, firm ass. “You like what you see?” she teased, her voice low and seductive.

I nodded, unable to form coherent words as the sight of her naked body sent my mind spinning with desire. “Yes, you’re… you’re beautiful,” I managed to stammer out, feeling a mix of awe and arousal.

Rachel turned back to face me, her eyes locking with mine. “And you’re beautiful too,” she said, her voice soft and sincere. “Now get naked.”

I obliged, feeling self conscious as I stripped off. She removed her last items of clothing and we sat naked together on the bed.

I closed the small distance between us and leaned in for a kiss. Our lips met in a gentle and tentative embrace, as if we were both testing the waters of this newfound connection. But it didn’t take long for the spark to ignite, and the kiss deepened, becoming more passionate and urgent. Our bodies pressed against each other, our warm breasts squashed together and I felt a rush of desire and excitement coursing through me.

Rachel’s hand gently cupped my cheek, her touch sending shivers down my spine. Our tongues danced together in a sensual rhythm, exploring each other’s mouths with a hunger that left me breathless. I had kissed boys before, but this was different – electrifying and intoxicating in a way I had never experienced.

As our kisses grew more fervent, I found myself craving more of her touch. My hands traced the curves of her body, feeling the softness of her skin beneath my fingertips. Her breath was warm against my skin, and I felt a surge of arousal building within me.

Rachel pulled me closer, and I straddled her lap, our bodies pressed tightly together. The heat between us was undeniable, and I knew that I wanted to explore every inch of her. With a mix of passion and tenderness, our hands roamed over each other’s bodies, exploring and caressing with a sense of curiosity and wonder.

My hands went to her wonderful breasts and I circled both nipples with my fingers feeling them respond and harden. My heart was racing now as we made out.

As I slipped my hand between her legs, feeling her soft luscious bush, her breath caught, and she arched her back slightly, inviting me in. I found her clit easily, already swollen and willing for attention. With a gentle touch, I started rubbing it in slow, circular motions, relishing the way she responded to my every move.

Her moans filled the air, soft at first but growing in intensity with every stroke. I could feel her wetness coating my fingers, and it only fueled my desire to please her even more. I varied the pressure and speed, exploring what made her gasp and squirm with pleasure.

Rachel’s hips moved in rhythm with my hand, her body instinctively seeking more of the pleasure I was giving her. I loved the way she reacted to my touch, her arousal evident in every subtle movement and breathy moan. It was as if we were in sync, each action and reaction bringing us closer together.

With every pass over her clit, I could feel her growing closer to the edge, her body tensing with anticipation. I wanted to take her over that edge, to watch her lose herself in pleasure, and so I increased the pressure and speed of my movements.

Her cunt was soaking wet, and the scent of her arousal filled the air, driving me wild with desire. Her back arched off the bed, and her fingers gripped the sheets as her pleasure mounted. I could tell she was on the brink, so I focused all my attention on her clit, using my other hand to caress her breasts, further heightening her arousal.

Her labia were swollen and pink, glistening with her wetness. My finger traced a teasing path along her outer lips, feeling the delicate, sensitive skin under my touch and I couldn’t withstand the urge to slip a finger inside her, feeling her tightness and the way she clenched around me. Her hips bucked against my hand as she gasped and moaned, her pleasure building to a crescendo.

Her walls gripped me tightly, pulsating with every movement, and I knew she was close to the edge. I curled my finger, searching for that sweet spot inside her, and when I found it, she cried out in pleasure.

And then, with a soft cry, she gave in to her pleasure, her cunt gushing with wetness as her orgasm washed over her. Her hips bucked against my hand, and suddenly, Rachel’s body convulsed with pleasure. A primal cry escaped her lips as her walls tightened around my fingers. She squirted, soaking both of us in her ecstasy. The sensation was overwhelming, and I could feel the warmth of her squirt covering my hand and arm.

Her release was powerful, and I watched in awe as she surrendered completely to the sensations coursing through her body. Her squirt seemed never-ending, gushing forth in an unapologetic display of raw desire. The bed beneath us was drenched, evidence of the incredible pleasure she had experienced. But I couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment knowing that I had played a part in bringing her to such an intense climax.

In the midst of her powerful release, Rachel’s hand found mine, her fingers intertwining with mine in a silent request for reassurance and connection. I squeezed her hand gently, letting her know that I was right there with her, completely present and engaged in this profound experience.

***

As her pleasure finally began to ebb, Rachel’s body relaxed, and she collapsed against the bed, spent and satisfied. Her chest rose and fell with each ragged breath, her skin glowing with the aftermath of our passionate encounter.

I gently withdrew my hand from between her legs, still feeling the warmth of her wetness against my skin. Her squirt had left a mess on the bed, but I didn’t care. It was a gorgeous, tangible reminder of the pleasure we had shared, and I felt a sense of pride in knowing that I had been able to bring her such bliss.

I crawled up the bed, moving closer to Rachel, and she turned to face me, her eyes filled with a mix of awe and appreciation. Without a word, Rachel pushed me back on the bed and went down on me. Her lips and tongue danced over my throbbing clit, and the pleasure intensified with every flick and stroke. I arched my back, unable to contain the moans escaping my lips. The sensation was overwhelming, and I lost myself in the sea of ecstasy she was creating.

Rachel’s fingers joined the mix, slipping inside me with a teasing touch. I gasped as she found just the right rhythm, her skilled movements pushing me closer to the edge. The pleasure was so intense that my legs trembled uncontrollably. I clutched at the sheets, my mind consumed with pleasure.

And just when I wondered I couldn’t take any more, Rachel intensified her actions, pushing me over the edge. My body convulsed with waves of pleasure, and I cried out as the orgasm washed over me. It was like an explosion of ecstasy, and I felt every inch of my body succumbing to the intense pleasure.

As I caught my breath, Rachel gazed up at me with a satisfied smile, her own excitement evident in her eyes. I couldn’t believe how incredible the experience had been. My heart raced with a mixture of excitement and satisfaction, and I couldn’t help but feel grateful for the newfound connection we shared.

That night, Rachel and I decided to stay together in my bed. We lay there naked, skin against skin, tangled in each other’s arms, and I couldn’t help but marvel at how soft and gorgeous she looked.

The closeness we shared made the night feel magical, like we were the only two people in the world. Rachel’s breath against my neck, her gentle touch on my skin, and the way she whispered sweet nothings in my ear all contributed to an overwhelming feeling of contentment and desire.

The next morning, the sun peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow over us as we woke up wrapped in each other’s embrace.

We decided to take a shower together, the steam and warm water adding to the sensual atmosphere between us. As the water cascaded over our bodies, our hands roamed freely, exploring every curve and crevice, igniting the flames of passion once again. The intimate closeness of being naked and wet together heightened the sensations and desires we felt for each other.

In the shower, the steam surrounded us, making everything feel hazy and hot. Our bodies pressed together, naked and willing, as we gave in to the magnetic pull between us. The water cascaded over us, mixing with our sweat and turning the atmosphere positively electric.

Rachel’s hands explored my curves, her touch sending tingles down my spine. I matched her movements, tracing the outline of her back and feeling her smooth skin under my fingertips.

We kissed passionately, our tongues dancing in sync as we moaned softly. The sound of the shower drowned out our gasps and sighs, creating a backdrop of pure pleasure.

The sensation of her breasts against mine was intoxicating, and I couldn’t get enough of her soft skin against mine. It was like a delicious feast of sensations that kept building and building.

I couldn’t withstand the temptation to explore Rachel’s most sensitive areas, and my fingers found their way between her legs.

As my fingers glided over her slick folds, Rachel let out a soft moan, encouraging me to delve deeper. I could feel the heat emanating from her cunt, and I savoured the way she quivered under my touch. Her arousal was intoxicating, and I revelled in the power I had to bring her pleasure.

Not to be outdone, Rachel mirrored my actions, her fingers tracing a tantalising path down my body. She parted my own wet folds, teasing my clit with expert strokes that sent shivers of delight through me.

Our movements became a delightful symphony of pleasure, each touch and caress eliciting a gasp or moan from the other. We surrendered to the moment, allowing our bodies and desires to guide us.

With a shared hunger for each other, our kisses grew more urgent and passionate, our tongues dancing and tangling in a frenzy. Our bodies moved in perfect harmony, and the sensations intensified with every passing second.

I felt Rachel’s fingers expertly explore every inch of my cunt, and I reciprocated by giving her clit the attention it craved. We were both lost in a world of ecstasy, and time seemed to lose all meaning as we revelled in the pleasure we were giving each other.

The room filled with the sounds of our pleasure, the wetness of our arousal making the experience even more intense. Our breaths became erratic, our bodies trembling with the desire that coursed through us.

The room filled with the sounds of our pleasure – soft moans, heavy breathing, and the splashing of water. The steamy air seemed to heighten the intensity of our encounter as we pleasured each other without reservation. I could feel myself getting closer to the edge, my body responding to Rachel’s touch with every stroke.

Rachel’s lips found mine again, and we kissed passionately as our fingers continued their dance between each other’s legs. Our breathing became more laboured, our moans mingling with the sound of the water splashing around us.

With each touch, each caress, our pleasure intensified. I could tell Rachel was close, her body tensing, and her hips grinding against my hand. I was on the verge as well, my arousal reaching its peak.

“Carrie,” Rachel whispered between kisses, “I’m so close.”

I murmured back, “Me too, Rachel. Don’t stop.”

The warmth of the shower and the intensity of our desire created an erotic atmosphere that fueled our passion. I could feel Rachel’s body shudder as her climax approached, and that alone was enough to push me over the edge.

As Rachel’s pleasure washed over her, she let out a throaty moan, and that was all it took for me to reach my own climax. The waves of pleasure crashed over me, and I held onto Rachel for support as we rode out the pleasure together.

We stood there in each other’s arms, catching our breath as the water continued to rain down on us. Our lips found each other once more, sharing a sweet and tender kiss to seal the moment.

As the water finally started to cool, we reluctantly broke aside and stepped out of the shower. Wrapping ourselves in towels, we exchanged knowing smiles, feeling a deeper connection between us.

Eventually, with reluctant sighs, we realised it was time to part methods and head to our lectures. As we said goodbye, there was a bittersweet feeling in the air, knowing that we had responsibilities to attend to but also craving more time together.

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