LesFan

Lesbian Fan Social Network

    Fan Fiction

    This story has been set to a rating of NC-17. Age verification is required to proceed.

    Age Verification

    I am years of age as of today, October 28, 2026

    Enter your current age into the field provide above. Stories with a rating of R or NC-17 may contain material not suitable for children. LesFan requires that all individuals wishing to read these stories confirm they are of at least 17 years of age. LesFan uses the MPAA rating labeling system for all stories.

    LesFan will also make a best attempt to filter profane words in stories that are not rated R or NC-17 unless the individual confirms they are of at least 17 years of age.

    LesFan uses the following rating scale for stories.






    Submit

    My One Special One – Chapter 6

    Story written on December 19, 2005 by arceextl.
     Login to add story to favorites
     Login to add author to favorites
    34 votes, average: 4.53 out of 534 votes, average: 4.53 out of 534 votes, average: 4.53 out of 534 votes, average: 4.53 out of 534 votes, average: 4.53 out of 5 (34 votes, average: 4.53 out of 5)
    You need to be a registered member to rate this post.     Loading ... Loading ...
    Genre(s):
    Rating:
    fanfiction(s):
    Character(s): ,
    Number of Comments: 30
    Words: 8174
    Story Shortlink: https://assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=58420
    Author Notes:

    Tina and Bette make love for the first time…and we have lift off…

     

    Tina lifted Bette to her.  “Come here.”   Bette was dizzy.  “I need you to make me come, Bette.  I can feel my heart beating in my *****.   Pleaseplease”

     

    My God, Bette thought, my head is spinningI must have this woman. 

     

    Bette moved down, kissing, licking and nipping gently along the way.  Her hands rested on Tina’s hips and slowly turned her to the side of the bed.  She put Tina’s legs on her shoulders and now was within inches of the sweetest nectar her tongue would ever dip into.

     

    Tina’s scent was heady – it was heaven’s welcome mat – and Bette could wait no longer.  She plunged her tongue inside Tina and knew this was heaven – this was her heaven belonging to this angel.

     

    When Bette entered her with her tongue, Tina threw her head back and gasped; when Bette’s expert movements trailed her tongue between her lips and up to and rolling over her swollen *****, she could feel her eyes begin to roll back.  As Bette sucked, at first slowly, then more intensely on her *****, Tina thought she might faint.only the hard pounding of her life’s blood in her ears kept her from doing so.

     

    She had never felt what she was experiencing now.  Her insides were what the rockets on the Space Shuttle were at the countdown:  pressure, intense heat, a combustion building to a spectacular lift off thrusting her into the heavens. 

     

    The rockets were lit, ignition engaged, tripping her internal incineration to push up fiercely from her toes, spreading and firing every nerve ending along its way.  Her hands frantically gripping the sheets to maintain some earthly contact – she was on emotional and sensory overload, excited and mildly uncertain because she was headed to a place no one had ever taken her to.

     

    and then it happened.  She reached down and put her hands on Bette’s head to pull her even harder into her; her body bathed in sweat, tensed, began to shake, she no longer had any control.  This mother of all orgasms slammed into her brain, causing her to arch her back, lifting her body up to try to touch the shooting stars as they whirled by at lightning speed around her.

     

    “Ohmy ***** GodI have never…” were the only words Tina Kennard could form.

     

    In her mind’s eye was flashed a poem she had read but never grasped the true meaning – until this moment with this woman.  

     

     

     

     

    The First Time We Made Love

     

     

    Your time with me

    Was your first time

    A time you waited for

    All of your life

     

    To feel the sameness

    Of breast

    soft skin

    wet *****

     

    You were afraid

    You were shy

    You said

    What if I don’t please you?

     

    I quietly assured you

    And murmured these words

    Just love me

    The same way

    You want me to love you

     

    You and I

    The first time

    Broke open the heavens

    Spilled stars across the sky

     

    You and I

    The first time that night

    continued

    to the second

    The third

    And the fourth

     

    The first time we made love

    I cried

     

    Tears of joy filled my eyes

     

     

    You see, I realized

    I had never really made love

     

    Until

     

    The first time we made love

     

     

     

    The First Time We Made Love –  R Crystal

     

     

    * * *

     

    This night, with this woman, was indeed the first time Tina Kennard had really made love.   It was the very first time she surrendered everything. On that acknowledgement her eyes began to fill with tears of joy and fulfillment.  In moments her joy would be compounded because she would learn Bette Porter felt exactly the same.

     

     

    TBC

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    Page 6 of 6« First‹ Previous456
    «
    FF Main Page
    »

    Comments

    5. RC that was superbly HOT HOT HOT. The poem was lovely and you described beautifully the difference in just having sex and truly making love. Because they really did make love. Fate and Destiny were correct in their efforts to bring these two together. If only IC would see it this way. Thank you so much for this post, made my week. You are doing a superb job with this story and I love it. Post soon please.

    10. RC…absolutely breathtaking. Truly beautiful. There definitely is a big difference between just f***ing and making love. One is a lot easier than the other. Babe..your poem was amazing. Thanks for sharing. Fate and Destiny’s plan to bring these kindred spirits together was a sacred promise that heaven itself could not undo. RC…my holiday wish for you is the fulfilment of the sacred promise that was created by the heaven’s just for you.

    14. OH sweet jesus wherever Tina is feeling her heart beating im just glad mine didnt stop while reading that…lol that was so fucking hot i felt myself reading it at speed which means ill just have to read it again…The poem was beautiful in fact the whloe experience was amazeing and i for one cant wait for Tina to return the compliment to Bette….soon

    16. That was the most beautiful and loving chapter I have ever read. The way you write a love scene–and I do mean love–is fantastic. Alright, it was totally HOT too.

    19. “I can feel my heart beating in my clit.” Tina ain’t the only one… Alright I REALLY need to go stand outside in the WV cold. I’ll check back in with everyone eventually. *desperately tries to walk without falling over*

    28. Houston, we got a problem – my computer has just melted!!!! OMFG….I honestly don’t know what to say other than it was a very bad idea to read this at work…very bad idea :o)) I loved the poem and of course your writing…please post soon.

    Leave a Reply