Clit Lit

Clit Lit
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This story can only be found bundled with the Erotic Novella “Minor Indiscretion”

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Print Length: 106 pages
Fortmat: ePub
Features: Flowing text
Language: English

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After a lousy first year at college, I was forced to try to upgrade my marks over the summer. The thought of being confined to a stuffy classroom and a dusty library when I could be frolicking outside in the sun appealed to me about as much as a vaginal exam by Dr. Freeze. But I signed up for three courses, nonetheless. And of those, ‘Radical Writers of the 1930’s’, turned out to be twice as hot as the summer itself.

There were eleven of us in the class. We were given a reading list that included authors such as Henry Miller, Anais Nin, and Erskine Caldwell. The books were all available at the campus bookstore and online, but being cheap by circumstances rather than choice, I headed to the library instead. And just as I reached for ‘Women Involved’, by little-known author ‘InX’, another hand jumped up and snagged the book off the top shelf ahead of me.

“First come, first served!” Annabelle yelped.

I turned and looked at the girl. The short brunette with the voluptuous figure was one of my new classmates. A brilliant white smile split her pretty face, her brown eyes gleaming. “Okay,” I said. “You beat me to it. Now I’ll have to buy the darned book. Maybe not eat for awhile.”

I slumped my shoulders in a pathetic posture and started to lethargically drift away.

Annabelle caught my arm. “Hey, why don’t we share it? Like, both read it to each other.”

It wasn’t the exact reaction I was going for, but book beggars can’t be eschewers. “Okay,” I replied, shrugging my shoulders.

Annabelle grinned and squeezed my arm. The girl was dressed in a dark top and white shorts, her shapely, olive-skinned arms and legs showing to full, shining advantage. Her large breasts pushed out the sleeveless top, her bouncy booty stretching the stitching on her shorts. Her dark hair cascaded in shimmering waves down her back.

I was wearing a thin yellow summer dress and leather sandals, my honey-blonde hair braided back in a ponytail, my slender, sunbrowned limbs popping goosebumps due to the AC flooding the library. Except where Annabelle’s hand gripped my bare arm that patch of lucky skin was quite warm.

She knew a secluded spot in the library where we would have some privacy for our reading. It was up on the fourth floor, a couple of carrels tucked away behind a wall partition on an elevated mezzanine. We sat down next to each other and Annabelle started reading out loud.

She didn’t start at the beginning of the book, though. She started at the first explicit lesbian encounter in the book, reading the erotic passages in a hushed, husky voice, staring me in the widened green eyes. The girl was obviously very familiar with what to me was an unfamiliar work, intimate with the sections of the book that dwelt with and on female-female love and lust.

Her voice grew even thicker, sexier, as she read more of the sensuous lines. Her eyes hooded, looking into mine, searching mine, her lush lips glistening with the moisture of sensual spoken word. My face flushed crimson under my tan, my body heating up way past the point where any air-conditioning could cool it down. The girl gave great oration. She knew it, giving me the amazing oral, giving herself a hand up her top and onto her bare breasts beneath.

“Mmm!” she murmured, the book fluttering in her right hand as her left moved around under her top, over her tits. “Doesn’t she just do something to you?”

By ‘she’, I think Annabelle meant the author. But ‘they’ were both doing something to me, the written words and the visual cues. I swallowed, hard, watching Annabelle’s hidden hand explore her large breasts, cupping, squeezing, caressing, fingers bulging silky material outward as they scaled a nipple and pinched and rolled. “Tit, er, it sure does,” I gulped.

Annabelle’s breathing got more ragged, the impassioned words more breathless. I licked my cracked lips with a wooden tongue and felt sweat bead my forehead and palms, moisture my pussy. My right leg was crossed over my left, and I kind of rubbed the pair together, generating some friction where it’s felt most.

I always knew reading could be exciting (from my own private bathroom and bedroom x-rated browsing), but I’d never known how much better it could be with two people. Until now. The intellectual stimulation was intense.

Annabelle reached the end of the chapter, then opened a new chapter for me. “Here, Kathy, read this,” she husked, handing me the book. “Please, read to me!” She opened her legs up wide and plunged her right hand down into her shorts, onto her pussy.

Annabelle arched up off the chair, rubbing her pussy undercover, feeling up her breasts. I just about fell out of my chair, astonished at the girl’s audacity. Astonished, and awesomely aroused. I was only a chair-length away from the babe blatantly groping her tits and stroking her cunt.

The book shook in my hands in front of me, my eyes refusing to focus on the words, staring over the top at Annabelle. I struggled to continue the remarkable story.

“Page 127!” Annabelle gasped. Her hand bulged up and down in her shorts, fingers flying on her pussy. Then they curled, a pair plugging right into her slit from what I could see and hear. She pulled on a nipple so hard I thought it would pop off in her other fingers.

I leafed through the book, went past the right page, flipped back too far the other way. My fingers were trembling as wildly as my legs. I swear I could hear my pussy squish between my legs, the buzz of my achingly hard nipples, above the panting my dirty-digited bookmate was doing.

I hit the correct page and splayed the book open, squeaked out a passage of younger/older lesbian lust in a gold-plated bathtub. The heat and dampness of the literary and figurative scene permeated me and Annabelle to our sexual cores.

[…End Excerpt…]

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Product Details
File Size: 715 KB
Print Length: 106 pages
Fortmat: ePub
Features: Flowing text
Language: English

Price(USD): $2.99