This is my first story. It's about a 20-something woman who notices an 18-year-old girl who lives in the apartment building next to hers. There will be sex scenes, so be cautious. If lesbian sex makes you uncomfortable or anything, you may not want to read this. But, you never know, you might enjoy the story and not really realize the sex scenes are happening. Just give it a shot, please. Thanks. Review please and thank you. I hope you enjoy it. -DMB.
Lexi
By DMBernal
Chapter 1
I lay with the sheets exposing my bare breasts and stomach. Josephine lay next to me with her head on my collarbone. Her left arm covered the width of my body, with her left hand below my right breast. I woke softly and looked at Josephine, reminiscent of our final night together. She stirred and moved her hand down to caress my inner thigh as she kissed the top of my left breast.
Josephine looked up at me and kissed me with her soft lips. I answered with my tongue dancing from behind my lips to hers. I moved to lie on top of her warm, sweet smelling body. This morning was the last time we would ever be able to do this. Josephine was to marry the man of her dreams later that day, but until then, she wanted to spend every final moment she could with the woman who had taken her innocence from her. She wanted to go into eternal commitment with the lasting memory of what her first kiss, sex, and love felt like.
I felt the same way. She was not my first, and she would certainly never be my last, but I knew that, somehow, she was special. She was different from the other girls I had been with before. When we made love, I felt different. Sex with her gave me pleasure that sex with guys had never given me. We had done so many things together since our friendship had begun. We had made love in almost every corner of my apartment. We were determined to make our last time together the best of our lives.
Josephine turned to lie on top of me, our bodies sweating and our lungs gasping from the sweet orgasm that was to come. As we approached the rush, she climbed off the bed and took my hand. I sat up and followed her into the bathroom. She turned the shower on and looked at me with a glint in her eye. She stepped into the shower and gently pulled me in after her.
She backed me against the wall and lifted my legs around her waist. She kissed my lips again, our tongues caressing each time our lips met. She then moved her lips down, kissing my neck, then my collarbone, and my breasts. She moved my legs from around her waist as her kisses continued to go lower and lower until she was below my stomach. I felt her tongue move inside me. For the second time that morning, we made love.
"Lex," Josephine spoke softly, "you know I love you, right?" She was crouched in front of me in a way that reminded me of a mother talking to her child. I sat at the end of the bed. Both of us were dressed and our hair was still wet.
"Of course," I smiled. I took her face in my hands and kissed her. I tasted salt on her lips and gently wiped away her tears with my thumbs. "You know I'll always love you. But you and I both know this is for the best. You deserve a family and someone stable. Adam can give you that and so much more. I would only give you a broken heart. You do not deserve that. I don't deserve you."
Josephine stood and pulled me up to her, placing my arms around her neck. She held me close to her and kissed me again. "I'll miss you," she whispered as she pulled away. She picked up her bag and left my apartment. I followed her out and waved goodbye as a taxi came and took Josephine away. That was the last time I ever saw Josephine, but it was the first day I met Scarlet.