Sex, this lesbian sex, with my old college friend had me cumming far quicker than sex with my Trent. Wendy was cumming too. She broke our kiss, suck...ing my tongue as her mouth left mine. She peered into my eyes, “Kristen.”I moaned into her face, “Ah! Wendy!”“Let’s, let’s, c-cum,” she tried to speak.“Together!” I managed to eek out as we grinded our thighs against the other’s pussy.Staring into each other’s eyes, breathing heavily on each other’s face, Wendy and I climaxed together – and it. I grabbed for Mom's Frederick's of Hollywood silk shorty robe, but Butch's hand lashed out and grabbed the robe from my hand. He whistled. "Like mother, like son", he said."Butch, I was just – " I noticed his hand was squeezing his groin; that's when I felt fear. He had me in his grip, his big hand squeezing my upper arm tightly. I was completely nude, except for the 4 inch high heels. He was wearing a pair of atheletic shorts and a sweatshirt with the sleeves cut off. Butch was really buff,. Seeing me, she smiled brightly and said “I was making tea for you saheb...”Smiling in response, I walked up to her, and standing behind her, took hold of her slender waist with both my hands, just above the waistline of her ghaagra. Pressing my crotch to her small but firm butt, I slid my hands forward to caress her taut belly under the choli.She giggled and wriggled in my grasp, causing her little butt to rub against my partly turgid cock inside my shorts. Since I had not bothered to change, I. "The rest of the evening carried on in the same vein, lots of laughs mingled with more than a few too many drinks. It was a great night, but oh how I suffered the next day. I received a text from Christina a few days later suggesting intimating that she'd told Annie that I quite fancied her. I didn't give her the satisfaction by replying.So, the question is whether I was completely repulsed by the thought of being with another woman. Outwardly, I would take the line that I would be. But I.