Sarah and the Lesbian Pages of Love

The more times I visit the library these days, the more strange things happen to me whenever I see Marie. Anxiety and excitement are bundled together in my stomach, giving me a fluttery sensation. Initially, I dismissed it, feeling relieved to see a known face amidst all those dusty books. I couldn’t get rid of the feeling that there was more to it as time passed and our conversations grew longer and more frequent.

Let me paint you a picture of me: I’ve got short red hair that tends to frame my face. On this particular day, I decided to wear my favourite blouse, a soft lavender number with lace trim, which should off my alluring cleavage. Which looked like my tits were about to spill out, paired with a short black skirt that hugged my curves just right. I guess you could say I blended right into the library scene, surrounded by the scent of old books and in this old library.

So there I was, pretending to be engrossed in some dusty old book about medieval knights when Marie popped up beside me. Her smile lit up the dimly lit room like a beacon.

“Hey, Sarah,” she said, her voice soft and inviting.

“Hey, Marie,” I replied, trying to keep my cool but failing miserably.

We fell into easy conversation, chatting about everything from our favourite authors to the quirks of the library’s ancient heating system. And then, out of the blue, Marie hit me with a curveball.

“I’m closing up soon,” she said, those piercing green eyes looking straight at me, “wanna stick around and help me tidy up?”

My heart skipped a beat. Did she ask me to hang back with her? Alone? In the library? I tried to play it cool but was doing cartwheels of joy inside.

“Sure, I’d love to,” I replied, sounding casual.

And so, as the last few patrons filtered out, Marie and I got to work, lost in our little world. We laughed and joked as we dusted shelves and sorted books, the hours slipping by in a haze of conversation and stolen glances.

But then, as I bent down to pick up a book off the floor, I felt her hand brush against my ass. And in that simple touch, I knew that words weren’t necessary.

We may have started as just two girls in a library, but at that moment, surrounded by books and love, we became something more.

As I felt her hand on my ass, my heart raced, and I could feel the warmth spreading through my body. I stood up slowly, turning to face her, and our eyes met. I could see the desire in her gaze, and I knew that she felt the same way.

Without a word, she leaned in, her lips meeting mine in a passionate kiss. I could feel her tongue exploring my mouth, and I met hers with my own. Our bodies pressed together, and I could feel her breasts against mine, her nipples hard through the fabric of her clothes.

I reached up, running my fingers through her hair, pulling her closer. She let out a soft moan, and I could feel her hands on my waist, pulling me in closer.

We broke apart, both of us panting heavily. She looked at me, her eyes filled with lust.

“Let’s go to the back,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.

I nodded, and we went to the back of the library, where the stacks of books were the tallest. We found a secluded spot, and she pushed me up against the bookshelf.

She reached down, her hand sliding up my skirt, her fingers finding my wet pussy. I let out a gasp as she began to rub my clit, her fingers moving in slow circles.

I could feel myself getting wetter, my pussy throbbing with desire. I looked into her eyes, and I could see the intensity of her gaze, her need for me. She leaned in, her lips finding mine again, as she continued to rub my clit.

She slipped a finger through the side of the material of my black laced panties. Making better access to my pussy as she then plunged two fingers inside me, and I gasped, my back arching as she began to move them in and out.

I could feel her fingers probing deeper, hitting the right spots, making my body tremble with pleasure. I moaned, my breath hitching as she continued to pump her fingers in and out of me.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” she murmured, her breath hot against my ear.

I could only whimper in response, my body on fire, my mind a haze of pleasure. She then started to rub my clit faster, her fingers still inside me, the sensation overwhelming.

I whimpered at the abrupt loss as she withdrew her fingers from me. Then she put her fingers to my lips and forced me to taste myself.

She gave me the order to “suck them,” and I followed it, tasting my own juices while she grinned and watched me.

Then she went to her knees, yanking my skirt up to reveal my dripping pussy. I could feel her breath against my labia as she leaned in. With my hand resting on her head, she looked up at me and pulled down my panties.

“We can’t have your sweet lady cave peeking through these; I want your full glory, babe.” She said as I lifted each leg at a time, as my panties were now entirely off.

She began to lick my pussy, her tongue following the contours of my labia, whispering, “Fuck, you smell so good.”

I groaned and reached for her hair to hold her in place while she kept licking me. My body shook with pleasure as she began to suck on my clit, flicking her tongue against it.

She slid a finger inside me again as she continued to suck on my clit. She started to pump her finger in and out of me as her tongue continued to work my clit.

“Mmmm fuck, that… that feels so good, Mar… Marie,” I said as I started to push her head tightly into my pussy.

“Don’t stop,” I beg, my voice barely above a whisper. I felt in total bliss and didn’t want this to end. But I wanted more than just her pleasing me. I pulled her head away from pussy, and I, too, dropped to my knees, now eye level, as I grabbed the back of her head and started to full on passionately kiss her. As we slowly began to lay down.

I could taste myself on her lips, which only made me want her more. Our bodies pressed together, our breasts crushed against each other, our nipples hard and sensitive.

I reached down, my hand finding her pussy through her jeans. I could feel the heat radiating from her, and I knew she wanted me just as much as I wanted her. I started to rub her through the denim, feeling her wetness seeping through the fabric.

She moaned into our kiss, her hand reaching down to undo her jeans. I pulled back, helping her push her jeans down her legs, leaving her in just her panties. I could see the wet patch on her panties, and I couldn’t resist.

I leaned in, my tongue darting out to taste her. She gasped, her hand gripping my hair as I started to lick and suck on her through the fabric. I could feel her getting wetter, her juices soaking through the material. I couldn’t wait any longer, so I had to take them off.

I pulled her panties down her legs, revealing her pussy in all its glory. I couldn’t help but stare momentarily, taking in the sight of her lips glistening with wetness.

I leaned in, my tongue making contact with her clit. She moaned, her back arching as I started to lick and suck on her. I could feel her trembling beneath me, her body responding to my touch.

I slid a finger inside her, feeling her walls contract around it. I started to pump my finger in and out, my tongue still working her clit. She tasted so good, and I couldn’t get enough of her.

I added another finger, stretching her open as I continued to fuck her with my fingers. She was moaning loudly now, her body like a temple. She was so beautiful.

I could feel her getting close, her breathing becoming ragged. I curled my fingers upwards, hitting that spot I knew would send her over the edge. But I slowed down. I wanted more; I didn’t want this to end just yet. I stopped and took off my blouse. I wasn’t wearing a bra underneath, and her face lit up.

“Take yours off, Marie; I want to see every inch of you, baby,” I said in a demanding but seductive way that she seemed to love.

Marie eagerly complied, stripping off her shirt and then unclasping her small white bra and revealing her perky breasts. I couldn’t help but stare, taking in the sight of her nipples hardening under my gaze.

I leaned in, my lips finding her nipple, sucking and teasing it with my tongue. Marie moaned, her hands reaching out to grip my hair, holding me in place as I continued to pleasure her breasts.

“Lie back down, Marie,” I commanded, my voice firm but gentle.

She obeyed, lying down on the floor, her legs spread open for me. I got closer to her head as I hovered my pussy over her face, as I reached down in a 69 position between her legs.

I could feel her hot breath against my pussy lips as I lowered myself down onto her face. My clit was already sensitive from the attention she’d given it earlier, and I knew it wouldn’t take much for me to cum. But I wanted to make her feel good, too, to give her the same pleasure she’d given me.

I reached down between her legs and found her pussy was already wet, glistening with her arousal. I started to rub her clit with my thumb, feeling the slickness of her juices. She let out a moan beneath me, her tongue beginning to explore my folds.

We went back and forth like this for what felt like an eternity, our pleasure building and building until I could barely take it any longer. I could feel myself getting close, the tension in my body tightening.

I started to rub her clit faster, my finger moving in quick circles around the sensitive nub. She moaned into my pussy, her breath hot and heavy against me. I could feel her tongue flicking against my clit, her fingers sliding in and out of me.

I felt my orgasm building, my body tensing up as I got closer and closer. I could feel Marie’s fingers inside me, her thumb rubbing my clit as I ground myself against her face.

“Fuck, Marie, I’m gonna cum,” I moaned, my voice barely above a whisper.

I could feel her smile against my pussy, her fingers moving faster inside me. I could feel her tongue flicking against my clit, her fingers curling upwards as she hit that spot that made me see stars.

I came hard, my body trembling as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. I could feel myself gushing, juices flowing from me like a tsunami onto Marie’s face. She moaned, her fingers still moving inside me, drawing out every last drop of pleasure. I struggled to catch my breath. It was so intense, and I wanted to make her cum. It was only fair.

I climbed off her beautiful, drenched face and made my way back between her legs. I grabbed both her legs and pushed them against her chest. She held on to the back of her thighs as my mouth got to work.

I started to eat her out with fervour, my tongue darting in and out of her pussy, tasting her juices. I sucked on her labia, feeling her swell and pulse against my lips. I flicked my tongue against her clit, feeling it harden and throb beneath my touch. I could feel her getting close, her body tensing up as she moaned and gasped.

“Oh fuck, Sarah, fucking hell. Mmmm, my pussy,” she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper.

I could feel her getting close, her breath hitching as her hips bucked against my face. I knew she was close and wanted to push her over the edge. I curled my fingers upwards, hitting that spot inside her that I knew would make her explode.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh FUCK!” she screamed, her body trembling as she came hard against my face. I could feel her juices flowing from her, coating my face and neck in her warmth. I continued to lick and suck at her pussy, “Oh yes, soak me, sweetie, you fucking like that, Marie baby.”

“Oh my god, Sarah,” she gasped, her voice barely above a whisper. “That was… that was fucking incredible.” I got up, and we were both drenched in each other’s juices as I lay down on top of her, our bodies pressed together as we passionately kissed.

As we lay there, our bodies entwined, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of contentment wash over me. It was like nothing I had ever experienced, and I knew in that moment that I would never forget this night with Marie.

“Wow,” I breathed, breaking the silence between us. “That was… incredible.”

Marie smiled up at me, her eyes shining with happiness. “Yeah, it was,” she agreed. “I’ve never felt anything like that before. I have been with guys and only one girl before, but wow. “

We lay there for a moment, basking in the afterglow of our intense lovemaking. But as much as I wanted to stay there forever, I knew we couldn’t. There was still a library to close, after all.

“We should probably get dressed and finish up,” I said reluctantly, sitting up.

“Yeah, you’re right,” Marie agreed, getting up and picking up her clothes as she started to get dressed.

As I watched her dress, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe at what had just happened between us. It was like we had entered a new world where nothing mattered but the two of us and our intense connection.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Sarah,” Marie said, giving me a wink as she headed towards the door.

“Tomorrow,” I repeated, a smile spreading across my face.

As I watched her leave, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement for what was to come. I knew things would never be the same between us again, but I was ready for whatever the future held.

I took a deep breath, taking in the scent of old books and sex that lingered in the air. It was a scent that I knew I would never forget, a scent that would forever remind me of the intense lovemaking that had taken place between Marie and me.

I slowly got up, my legs still trembling from the intense orgasm that had rocked my body just moments before.

I stepped out into the cool night air, took a deep breath, and looked up at the stars. I felt alive, more alive than I had ever felt before. I was a new woman ready to take on the world and all its challenges.


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Excellent 😃 well done 💯



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thank you for sharing this
I fell into women sometimes but I’ never tried I wish I can find the right person