The Start of a Lesbian Threesome
Copyright© 2023 by auntybob
Chapter 1
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - The story of how two lesbian women welcomed another woman in to their cosy life together.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Consensual Lesbian Fiction Oral Sex Sex Toys
My girlfriend, Teri, short for Theresa, and I, were walking through the flats one day, when we were approached by a teenage girl. She seemed a bit flustered as she asked us things like our names.
I introduced Teri and told her that I was Carol, short for ... Carol. She was a bit hyper as if she was uncomfortable or embarrassed, so I took pity on her and started asking about her. Her name, it was Lucy, where she went to school, she was at a local college, general stuff like that.
All through this rather awkward conversation, Lucy seemed somewhat fascinated by our boobs.
Both Teri and I are blessed with large boobs, Teri’s being bigger than mine. She has glorious E cup melons, while I have a more modest D cup.
Lucy’s eyes flicked between us, staring at Teri’s chest, then mine. It got to be quite unsettling.
I really had no idea what Lucy wanted from us, but we kept the conversation going. Finally, Lucy got to the point.
‘Err, one of my friends told me that you were a gay couple, is that right?’
We hadn’t made a secret of our relationship, but we hadn’t flaunted it either. We held hands in public, but we didn’t kiss in public. Nevertheless, we were known on the estate, as the old fat dykes. Not a very nice name, or accurate, especially as neither of us is particularly fat. Sure, we both carry a few extra pound, well quite a few actually, but were are not obese, just chubby and cuddly. I have my height in my favour, being five foot seven, but Teri is shorter, at only five foot three.
We’re not that old either, I’m thirty eight, and Teri is a youthful, thirty two. Calling us dykes is a bit much as well. Nether of us dress like men, I often wear skirts, but Teri, bless her, hasn’t got the legs for it. I have shoulder length hair, Teri’s is collar length, and we both wear make-up. Neither of could be called, mannish, or butch.
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