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In Which I Continue My Education

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Amanda Heart Serena


I ended my last story with my big sister Amanda and myself falling asleep in each other’s arms after our first session masturbating together. At the time both of us were pupils at St Sappho’s Academy for Young Ladies, but the events related in this story and the previous one took place on a family holiday at a resort in the Italian Lakes. We were woken the following morning by our mother knocking on the bedroom door and calling out that if we didn’t hurry up we would miss breakfast. We scrambled out of bed, got dressed and hurried down to the dining-room. We ate our breakfast as quickly as possible, changed into our bikinis and hurried off to find a quiet spot where we could be alone together away from our parents’ gaze.  We found a secluded part of the hotel gardens and stretched out on the grass together, slipping an arm around each other’s waists. I rested my head on Amanda’s shoulder while she gently stroked my thigh. We just wanted to be together and to share our secrets with one another.     There were a lot of questions to answer. Had I ever been with a girl before? Or with a boy? I had to admit that I had done neither, which seemed to thrill Amanda, delighted to have been my first lover. She was rather circumspect about her own relations with boys, which was perhaps not surprising given that her only serious hetero romance had ended in tears and heartbreak, but was more forthcoming about our own sex. She confirmed my suspicions that her relationship with her BTT and room-mate Caroline went beyond innocent friendship, but more to my surprise was her revelation that Caroline had not been her only lover; she had also been intimate with two older girls who had introduced her to the pleasures of lesbianism. Although perhaps I shouldn’t have been surprised; the lovely Barbara and her roommate and BFF Silvia, respectively captain and vice-captain of the gymnastics team, had been considered the “most popular girls in the school”, a polite usage for “most lusted after”, and had quite a reputation for exploiting their popularity to seduce impressionable younger girls.     The other thing I wanted to know was exactly what do two girls do together. I knew, although not from personal experience, what men and women did together. At least in a general sense. The sex education programme St Sappho’s consisted of little more than diagrams of the human reproductive system and a brief introduction to the mechanics of heterosexual intercourse. Lesbian sex, however, was most definitely off the syllabus. “Well”, said Amanda, you found out something about that last night. If you want to know more you’ll have to wait until this evening”. So I had to wait. We continued chatting together throughout the day, occasionally relieving our growing frustration by getting up and going for a walk. Our parents noticed how inseparable we were becoming, but fortunately for us they seemed to draw the wrong conclusion. Had our father realised what we were up to his wrath would have been fearful- he held all forms of homosexual behaviour, male or female, in abhorrence and attributed most of the evils in the world to the perverse lusts of gays and lesbians- but all he said was how nice it was to see two sisters so close to one another. At last the evening came, the sun went down, we got through a rather tense evening meal and Amanda and I could say our good nights to our parents and withdraw to our bedroom. We peeled our clothes off and jumped into our double bed naked. Amanda took me into her arms and we snuggled up together in a warm embrace. Our lips met and we began kissing one another rapturously. We continued for a few minutes, and then my sweet Amanda gently slipped her hand between my thighs, found my moist vagina and began to masturbate me, tenderly but firmly. Now I have long believed that in an ideal world every lesbian or bisexual girl, when she came of age, would have a beautiful, gentle, loving and experienced older woman to initiate her into the sisterhood of lovers, and Barbara and Silvia had performed this service for Amanda. They must have taught her well, because, although the difference between our ages is little more than a year, she was now ready to perform the role for me, just as she had already performed it for Caroline. The orgasm to which she brought me was one of the most joyous of my life, surpassing even the climaxes I had achieved the previous night. When I had recovered she asked me to do the same for her, and although I was inexperienced and, I am sure, rather clumsy, she still seemed to enjoy it and raised no complaints. We kissed each other good night and fell into a deep sleep. The next day, appropriately enough, we went on a coach excursion to Verona, the city of lovers. We celebrated our triumph by surreptitiously adding our contribution to the graffiti at Juliet’s house. Amanda heart Serena.  

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