Addilyn's decent
My name is Addilyn, but I prefer to be called Lynn or Lynnie. I'm nineteen years old. I've been on my own since I turned eighteen. Life sucks. People are cruel and selfish. At first, it was exciting--meeting people, partying, drinking, and experimenting with many different drugs.
You think these friends care about you, but in time you figure it out. All they care about is a good time. They are takers. They take what they can. Your money, your possessions They take advantage of your trust and do anything they can.
Many will fuck you. Literally and physically. I left my childhood home after realizing my mother was an unpaid whore. My father divorced her for her infidelity, and she relied on men to move in and provide for her when the child support payments stopped.
The first time I found my mom getting laid, she was on her back in her bed with a very large, very well-hung black man stuffing her whore cunt while she moaned and encouraged him to pound her into the mattress.
She was so intent on getting laid, she didn't even close the fucking door. I went to my room and listened to her getting pounded by him and many others over the time before I moved out.
The first time one of her lovers tried to bed me, I moved out. I was finished. I got a job waitressing and a small one-room apartment. Life was good. I met Silvia; I call her Sil. Sil and I work the same hours at the dinner. We hit it off from day one.
I knew Sil liked to smoke a bit of weed out back during her break. I really didn't mind. But Sil had a dark side that would be exposed to me over time. She was also bisexual. I was no virgin, but I've never been sexually intimate with a girl.
Sil loved to party. I, on the other hand, am a quiet, reserved girl. My mother's friends scared me, as they were always trying to have their way with me. I suppose it was only natural that I felt an attraction to Sil. Sil was my opposite. She was outgoing and loved to push the limits.
After working together and having a few after-hours drinks, Sil brought up the idea of sharing an apartment. It was only a one-bedroom apartment, but it would cut our living expenses in half. I told Sil that I really liked her but wasn't sure if I was ready to share a bed with her. Sil laughed and reassured me that she would stay on her side of the bed.
After some consideration, I relented, and Sil helped me load up and move my worldly possessions into what became our apartment. The sleeping arrangement was awkward at first, but I became comfortable with having someone next to me when I slept.
Eventually, I would wake up to find one of her arms draped over me as she slept. I also snuggled up to her and draped an arm over her from time to time. She would try to persuade me to go out on weekends with her, but I limited it to dining and an occasional drink.
One Friday night, the boss took us out, and the evening was on him. We went to a club that also had great food. He ordered us drinks and kept ordering them. Not wanting to offend him, I drank. I drank more than I should have. He was a gentleman and dropped us off outside our apartment.
We stumbled into our place, giggling and drunk. I told Sil I was drunk and going to bed. I stuttered and fell next to the bed. Sil came to the rescue, picking me up and removing my clothes. All of my clothes. I tried to object to being in bed naked, but she shushed me and said, "We're girls; we both have the same type of goodies."
I giggled drunkenly and slurred, so then you must let me undress you as well. I fumbled with her clothes, but she helped me remove them. Once we were both stark naked, I saw that her mons was devoid of any hair and blurted out, "You have no hair down there!"
She laughed and said, "It makes me feel sexy and clean."
I responded, "You are sexy."
Sil giggled, pushing me back on the bed and hugging me, boob to boob, leg to leg, her knee between my naked legs. Pressing up against my vagina. I looked into her eyes, and she seductively leaned in and kissed me on the mouth. She probed my lips with her tongue, trying to gain access to my mouth.
I gave in to her advances and opened my mouth to her invading tongue. Her tongue danced in my mouth, probing and seeking to taste my entire mouth. It felt strange, but good. I responded by probing her mouth, and she started caressing my boobs as she continued to kiss me passionately.
I wrapped my arms around her as she continued to seduce me. She slowly and methodically seduced me to accept her sexual advances. She slid down my torso, kissing and kneading my breasts.
Her hand sought out my cleft, and I opened my legs to allow her access to my vagina. She took my passive acceptance to be a signal of acceptance and continued to probe my vagina as she mauled my breasts with her hungry mouth.
I moaned out loud as I felt a small orgasm. She slipped down my torso to my trunk and proceeded to assault my vagina with her wonderful, experienced tongue. I started having multiple orgasms. I got lost in the moment. The bliss of the orgasms fueled a deep carnal desire. Sil got on her knees and twisted until she could straddle my head. I looked up into her shaved twat.
The moment was so intense that I threw foolish taboos out of my mind and reached up with my tongue, licking her vulva. The first time ever that I licked a woman's twat. She was wet with her secretions. They had a very delicate, salty yet sweet taste. I continued as we rolled to our sides and buried our faces in each other's sex.
I felt a deep heat inside of me and screamed as I climaxed, spraying her face with my discharge. She clung to me with a liplock on my vulva. I shuddered and passed out. That was the start of my descent. Sil slowly and methodically broke down all of my barriers.
She brought me out of my shell. One evening, one weekend at a time until I no longer harbored any restraints on my sexuality. Or so I thought. We slept naked at all times unless we were having our period.
