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Pride and Prejudices (cheerio/darkestfate)

Wow, to be found attractive by another woman. Men would slaver and coo over any woman in a fancy dress. Surely a woman would know better. The flush on Amelia's cheeks deepened as her embarrassment rose to the surface. What should she do about that? Compliment Kimberly back?

"You are quite appealing as well. Very gentle," admitted Amelia. There, that wasn't so bad. She took a breath, letting it out slowly. She'd been kissed by a woman. Amelia thought she was handling that quite well. The only thing still bothering her was that it really hadn't answered her question. Licking her lips, she bit them as she looked to Kimberly.

"I am afraid, Miss Kimberly, that your deeds have not answered my question for me yet," said the younger girl. "Is there perhaps another test? I truly wish to discover whether this lifestyle is right for me."

She was half tempted to ask for another kiss. Were she not so desiring of an answer, she might do just that.
 
Amelia's soft blushes had always been a part of why Kimberly liked her, now to see the girl so calm in the face of the truth, even if she was blushing... it simply made her all the more attractive. The girl seemed unsure of what to do, then spoke. Her words had made Kimberly smile softly. She was liked by this girl? That was always a good sign.

She watched on as Amelia took another deep breath then smiled again, finding the girl's soft shyness incredibly charming. As the girl bit her lip she found herself wondering just what was bothering the girl. She would soon find out and when she did she smiled softly.

"The best way is to lie with a woman." The answer was simple and soft, her eyes searching Amelia's before she spoke again. "The way you feel with a woman touching you, kissing you... baring you to her completely. That is the simple way to do it, although most can tell by how much they enjoy the kiss, some do need to feel the body of another woman before they can tell."
 
At least Kimberly was still smiling softly. She had patience with the innocent English girl, and that heartened Amelia. She smiled in response, glad for that little bit. However, the smile trembled a little. Lie with a woman. Give up her innocence to a woman for the taking. Feel the woman's touch over her slim frame. But, what if it was a woman like Kimberly? What if it was Kimberly? was the older Sapphic that willing to allow the younger girl to experiment? Amelia knew she'd be reluctant to lay with someone who merely wanted to discover something about herself. There was an air of scandal to it as well. She knew that Kimberly would hardly talk though.

"I think," she began. Another lick of the lips, a nibble, and a nod, "I think I shall need to lay with a woman then. I cannot tell for myself where my desires lie, and I simply must know. Tell me, Miss Kimberly, is there a woman nearby who would lay with a virgin such as myself? I would have no idea what to do in bed, and would most certainly be such a horrible lover..."

The girl reddened deeply. Her friends had discussed such things, of course. Yet most of the actual practice sounded intimidating to the girl. All hands and thrusting and some pain. Could she really ask such an experience of the older woman who'd been nothing but gentle and kind?
 
Amelia's soft smile had been troubled and when it did wobble a little Kimberly felt her heart go out to the timid young girl. She knew far too well what it was to be young and terrified, needing to learn but unsure how best to proceed, she remembered it clearly and when the girl finally spoke she could tell the girl was afraid of her own needs and feeling. The look on the girl's face was enough that Kimberly could read her fears and hopes quite plainly. The girl had licked her lips, nibbled on them then nodded, seemingly trying to convince herself. The of course the poor dear girl had blushed again. Richly this time. Kimberly had moved on instinct then, gently stroking the girl's cheek. She could feel the fear in the girl's eyes in her slightest tremble and spoke kindly, warmly.

"I wonder, my dear miss Amelia, if you would consider letting me help you find out?" She spoke gently. "It would be an honour." Her words were kind and sweet, fair words that summed up her exact feeling. "It matters not wht you yourself are like at lovemaking so much as how you feel with another woman." She spoke tenderly. "I am sure, miss Amelia, we could quite easily train you up to be quite extraordinary."
 
Oh dear, how wonderful, how nerve wracking. Kimberly had promised to lay with Amelia. The girl felt her blush returning, despite her resolve to conquer it. She would raise from a bed next morning no longer a virgin. Yes, she would allowed Kimberly to sample her pleasures. Amelia could only hope that she didn't disappoint.

"I would be most honored if you would," agreed Amelia. She dipped into a light curtsy, smiling up at her friend and soon to be lover. "I feel quite strongly and passionately, almost to the extent that several have reprimanded me. I can only hope that I can be trained quite well."

Another smile, and another curtsy. The poor girl stood there, shifting from foot to foot, trying to figure out what happened next. Were they supposed to simply shed their dresses? What went in where? It was almost too much for her, and she took a deep breath, hoping to steel her nerves.

"Whenever you are ready to begin."
 
Kimberly had smiled as the girl blushed, spoke and curtsyed. Amelia's slight shifting before she spoke her last words had been sweet. Now Kimberly moved to take the girl's hand in her own. "Come with me then." She had drawn the girl up a set of stairs nd down a corridor, stopping at the end to open her bedroom, leading the girl in and kissing her again softly. "We may need to undress now." She had moved to unclip her hair, settling aside the added piece and allowing herself to undress calmly, her clothing folded neatly over a chair before she moved to touch the girl's cheek. "May I?" Her question was gentle and she made it clear what she meant by unclipping the hair-clip to set it on the table, slowly looking over the girl's dress again.
 
Another sigh, and Amelia squeezed Kimberly's hand. She could do this. She would do it. It would be wonderful. Amelia followed dutifully as Kimberly moved, taking some time to look at her surroundings. She tried to distract herself by looking about at all the various things. Naturally nothing quite quite dispel the nerves that fluttered about inside Amelia. Someone had released a cage of butterflies into her stomach. They fluttered even more fiercely as Kimberly kissed her once more.

Amelia stood awkwardly in the room, shifting. Undress. Was she supposed to do that? It looked like Kimberly did. Amelia shifted, reaching back to try and begin undoing her dress. She found her eyes going to Kimberly as more of the older woman's body was bared to the air. She tried to smile at it, and as Kimberly came closer, Amelia nodded. She felt her brunette curls falling over her shoulders once more.

Time to turn slowly, bearing her back and offering the laces and such for Kimberly's skilled hands to make short work of.
 
Kimberly had undressed the girl with slow and steady hands, moving the dress away and hanging it over a chair before she returned to the girl, gently turning the girl so that she could look her over, finding her breath quite stolen away. The girl's shy nature and slim frame blended well and much as the girl most likely thought herself boyish Kimberly knew she was all woman. All girl. She had moved to tuck hair out of Amelia's eyes as she spoke gently. "You, miss Amelia, are really quite stunning." She spoke warmly, gently, taking her time to gently touch the girl's hip, drawing her closer and into another slow kiss.
 
With each new layer of clothing removed, Amelia felt her pulse and breath quickening. The air of the night kissed her pale skin, drawing goosepimples upon her flesh. The tiny rosebuds of her nipples hardened even more. Two rosy nipples dotting her pale skin. Those and the thatch of pubic hair just covering above her sex were the only markings upon her white skin.

"Thank you," whispered Amelia. She smiled. Kimberly meant it. It wasn't just a fake compliment or anything of that nature. Such an honest, true compliment. It made it so much easier for Amelia to kiss back as she felt the lips grace hers. The gentle, slow kiss felt sublime. Amelia's hands began roaming Kimberly's body, feeling out the curves and beginning to learn. Her uncertainty made it difficult for amelia to trace a path, but she knew she should be touching her lover's smooth skin.
 
Kimberly had smiled as she pulled back out of the kiss, letting the girl take her time to touch her, her own hands gentle over the girl's hip and back, mapping silken soft skin. The girl was beautiful and trusting, so trusting. After she was sure she was ready to take the girl to the bed did she step back. "Come to bed." Her words were soft as she touched the girl's cheek again, almost wonderously.
 
Amelia's breath came slightly faster as they parted. Her shining brown eyes stared at the lover, eagerly waiting to hear instructions, compliments, and promises. She felt hands go to her hips and back, feeling the soft tender flesh of her skin. Amelia drew a shuddering breath, the goosepimples and flushing growing worse as she felt the hands upon her soft hips.

"Yes," agreed Amelia. She slowly walked toward the bed, following Kimberly as if bewitched. And perhaps she was. A proper girl walking willingly, almost eagerly, to the bed of a Sapphic. She'd give herself over to the wonderful pleasure that lay within those lips, and arise a new woman. Amelia stopped at the bed, turning and smiling at her partner.

"Bed me, Miss Kimberly,' she said. Reaching up, she tucked another loose curl behind an ear and smiled.
 
Kimberly had smiled, gently pushing the girl down into the bed as she shifted to kneel over her, taking her time to kiss the girl again before she spoke. "Close your eyes." Her words were soft and she pressed soft and gentle kisses over the girl's face and pausing to kiss her lips again, smiling gently before her lips trailed lazily down the girl's neck, pausing there to speak softly again. "Okay, you can open them now." She had simply wanted to let the girl feel her kisses before the girl had to deal with sensory overload, her kisses now trailed slowly over the girl's collarbone, Kim pausing to gently nip the girl's collarbone softly before she trailed kisses down each other the girl's arms.
 
Amelia willingly laid herself back on the soft bed, adoring eyes staring up at the older woman. The mounting felt somewhat possessive, and it made Amelia shudder once more. Another gentle kiss, one returned in kind, and then further instructions. As obedient as ever, Amelia closed her eyes, placing her trust in her lover. Gentle kisses rained upon her body. The pressed against her face, touched her lips, to which Amelia responded. Soft gentle, almost feathery touches flitted about the girl. She kissed back, and dared to open her eyes.

The kisses trailed down now, moving over Amelia's untouched body. Each little connection felt like an expression of gentle longing, of lust and want. It made the girl tremble and squirm. a heat began to form between her legs, stoked by the gentle workings. Her breathing was coming faster, and her eyes widened.

"I feel... strange, Miss Kimberly," she admitted. She licked her lips once more. 'but I like it. Please continue...'
 
Kimberly had smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to the girl's left palm before she returned up the girl's arm and slowly down over her chest, here she lingered a while, teasing first one sweet rosy nipple then the other, taking her time to show affection for every inch of the girl's chest before slowly trailing down towards the girl's stomach, here she lifted her lips from the girl's body, trailing fresh kisses up first one leg then the other, taking a little more time to kiss up both of the girl's inner thighs before she moved up closer to the final place she needed to be, taking a time to tease and pleasure the girl, once she had the girl wet and writhing then she would press in, she knew it would hurt if the girl wasn't relaxed.
 
The expert touches and kisses proved to be even better than Amelia could have ever anticipated. Her heart began to race, pounding, threatening to burst from her chest. Each kiss lit a small fire beneath the girl's skin, heating her entire body. She began to squirm, hands going back to grip the sheets in a white-knuckled fist. a moan escaped her lips, and her eyelids fluttered. Never before had anyone touched her in a sensual manner, even herself. To have something like this was simply maddening

Lips drew about her small, tender nipples. Amelia moaned even lower and louder as the warm wetness enclosed them. The trail continued down the stomach. They lifted, and traveled the legs. Amelia couldn't help but squirm and writhe at the attentions. Gasping, she arched her back, moaning.

"I, I don't know what's going on. I'm so hot, Miss Kimberly,' hissed Amelia. "I, I, it feels good. Oh, Miss Kimberly. There's something... happening, between my legs. Oooh, it feels so strange. And, and I think something's leaking."

Indeed, dewy pearls of moisture had begun to form on Amelia's nether lips, summoned by the affections. The poor girl only moaned and writhed all the more.
 
Kimberly had smiled softly, kissing the girl's soft mound gently before she spoke. "You are becoming ready for me my sweet." She spoke gently, her lips dipping to the girl's lower lips, her tonuge slowly trailing along the girl's dampness, her tongue soon finding the girl's clit and drawing it into her mouth, her lips soft on the girl's clit before her tongue slid inside the girl, seeking her barrier and teasing it, preparing the girl further for what was about to happen once she kissed her way back up the girl's body.
 
"Becoming ready for what?" asked Amelia, curious. She lifted herself up on her elbows, staring down her body at the other woman. Lips touched her nether region, drawing another shudder from the girl. These sensations were fabulous. Who wouldn't want to forsake men, if this was the reward. It didn't take long for Amelia to become a fast Sapphic convert, at least in her mind. She never wanted this feeling to stop, and certainly didn't want the attentions being brought upon her sex to end any time soon.

the tongue slid between her folds, parting them. The lips parted, releasing more moisture. Another shudder. The girl felt lips upon a nub of flesh, yet another something that poor, sheltered Amelia knew little about. The pressure sent a shock of pleasure through Amelia's system, making her yelp. Then the flame fanned beneath the tongue sliding along. It would doubtless find the barrier of the girl's innocent, her hymen still intact. A rarity, even in this time, but there it was.

The kisses moved back up Amelia's now heaving, squirming body. Between gulps of air, the girl bore her soulful eyes upon her lover, and she smiled wide.
 
Even as the girl asked she was moaning. Now Kimberly had told her, noting the girl's smile as she kissed her tenderly again. "Ready to loose your innocence." She spoke gently, softly kissing the girl again even as a hand ran up the girl's thigh and between her legs, her fingers once again finding the girl's clit working to dampen her all the more. "Are you ready Miss Amelia?"
 
As far as Amelia was concerned, they could exchange soft kisses all night and she'd be quite pleased. Fortunately, Kimberly opted for more, playing Amelia's body like a master played an instrument. Amelia felt the hand run about her legs, and she eagerly parted them, baring her sex and offering herself to her new lover. the fingers took the clit, and Amelia gasped, shuddering slightly.

"Yes, I want you to take my innocence," agreed Amelia. the words came easy, and she even managed to smile. This was how it should be, taken with such affection. Damn the rules, damn just meeting the woman. This felt glorious and Amelia fully intended to revel in the feeling. Her hips arched, her body ached; she was primed and ready for whatever it is that Kimberly would do to finish her.

The fear had vanished, only want remained.
 
As Amelia arched into her fingers Kimberly smiled and gently nibbled the girl's earlobe, her fingers penetrating the girl's barrier easily, pain and blood seeping out almost instantly, Kimberly had moved swiftly to kiss the girl, biting down gently on the girl's lower lip as she sped up a little, pressing the girl into a slow rhythm of love-making, wanting to pleasure her and knowing the pain would slowly ebb away, she had felt a sob lodge in the girl's throat and kissed her again tenderly. "It's okay." Her words were tender, loving as she kissed the girl again, seeking out her lips once more.
 
The ear nibbling felt wonderful, though not nearly as pleasant as the fingers delving into Amelia's sex. She gasped as a short jolt of pain shot through her. Her innocence had been torn asunder by those fingers. However, before Amelia could protest or do more than gasp, lips had seized hers. The girl instead moaned into Kimberly's lips, one hand moving to lace itself in the woman's hair. Soon Amelia felt her lip bit gently, and she gasped with the pleasure. Their slow, loving, love-making was simply wonderful. That pain quickly fell, though Amelia could still feel her throat catching.

"It hurt," admitted Amelia. But she kissed Kimberly all the same. It had hurt, yes, but now it felt so good. Felt so sinfully good to have those fingers inside her, playing along her womanhood with an expert's skill. That soft, gentle touch that only a woman could provide. Yes, Amelia was most certainly going to join the ranks of the Sapphics after this experience. A man could surely never be this gentle, loving, knowledgeable. Amelia shook, trying to thrust herself even further onto the fingers, moaning and gasping for joy.
 
The sound of Amelia's fresh gasps had drawn a smile to Kimberly's lips as she kissed the girl's neck, her fingers working to bring further pleasure to the girl, wanting her to feel the satisfaction and need and love that often came with such a tender first experience. Her words were soft now, whispered into the woman's ear. "You're a beuaitful girl." She sounded sure of it, her free hand soft on the girl's breast, teasing it a little as she moved, gently nipping the girl's neck.
 
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