In 5 minutes time, I have my first lesbian sexual experience. Of course, I don't know that yet, but it's going to rock my socks off (not literally though, I get cold feet).
It was the day of the national diving championships. I stood naked in front of the gathering crowd -- their eyes stripping me of my tight, high-legged swimming costume that showed off my slender hips and supple breasts that protruded from my chest like fiery biscuits of joy. 10 meters. 10 meters to fall. 10 meters to prove myself. 10 meters to prove that, although I hadn't yet had a boyfriend, I was still worth something to this ever shrinking world (my father having recently kicked me out of the house because he was concerned that I was not yet married by the mature, but as of yet untouched by gravity, age of 19 and a half).
As I walked forwards, I noticed beneath my feet a moist, tepid feeling that reminded me of the feeling I always got at this stage of the competition. I lusted for the board like a hungry wolf lapping at the chlorine in an outdoor swimming pool. As I slowly reached towards the bounding, firm yet supple piece of wood, my clammy vagina gushed with the fury of a thousand tsunamis crashing in on each other. Surely my diving partner, Sally-Sue, would have noticed? Surely she would bore into me with her penetrating sexy eyes and see me for the freak I was? I glanced her way and showed her a nervous, lustful smile. Shocked, she quickly glanced away, but I could already see her leg dripping with fanny-juice.
Standing 15 meters above the pool with her, I could see her juices had formed a clear blister (with a similar consistency to angel delight), adhering to her firm and supple leg, like I would adhere to her desire. She glanced over at me, not knowing that I knew that she knew that they knew that her chasm had just ruptured. Innocently she winked, the sort of wink you give a friend when you're about to mentally penetrate them with your penis, but you don't want them to know; But conversely, not the kind of wink that you'd give to your mother. I nodded, not only referring to my knowledge of her sexual advance, but also the fact that it was time to move to the edge of the taut board. It was as if I could read her mind. Literally.
"Do me!" she screamed out of the depths of her mind. "Do me in the air! In the water! Cum on me as hard as the pressure created when a mass of roughly 60kg hits the surface of the water in a perfectly executed dive!"
We fell together through the chaos of the screaming crowd at 9.81m/s2. Gravity. Gravity cemented our love, our juices raging towards the water before we did. Before we knew it, we were beneath the water. My head between her legs, furiously lapping at her vagina like the sea laps the beach.
