Aphrodite and the YSALA

by Aphrodite

« Hi. My name is Aphrodite and I’m a sex addicted lesbian. »

This is how every Friday night was starting for me. It all started when I was 14 and had just made the volleyball team. I was in the locker room, taking my clothes off, when the cheerleaders arrived and took their clothes off in front of me which ended up in raunchy sex between me and the top of the pyramid chick, raunchy sex that was unfortunately interrupted by a coach walking in on us, telling on us and resulting in me and California being forced to attend Sex Addicts Anonymous meetings every Friday night.

Two years after our encounter in the locker room, California and I were still going to the meetings, for the sole reason that they had gotten even more interesting. Realising how many young lesbian ladies were addicted to sex, a special anonymous group was created. YSALA stood for Young Sex Addicted Lesbians Anonymous. Just like every other good anonymous, group, the twelve step program was a huge part of recovery. Step 1: Admitting you have a problem. The problem with this is that none of the young sex addicted lesbian thought of sex as being a problem or an addiction; we just enjoyed having sex with beautiful women. Therefore, YSALA meetings meant a bunch of underage lesbians with no intentions of being rehabilitated talking about their hottest experiences.

California and I were in charge of the Friday night meetings, because we were examples for the whole group, or so they said. Being now sixteen and seventeen, we were the oldest there. On Friday nights, we had only three people coming to the meeting; Samantha, a fourteen year old black girl who had been caught with remote-activated vibrating panties in class, Honey, a blonde and curvaceous fifteen year old who had stolen the cheerleaders uniforms just to sniff the panties attached to their skirts and Louise, a beautiful sophomore brunette who had masturbated in the library while looking at a National Geographic article on topless women in African tribes.

We were all in the small local church room, chatting mindlessly, admiring each others mini skirt- a tradition we had started a couple of months before- waiting for 8:00 p.m. to arrive and start the meeting when the door opened on a small ginger kid with long curly hair and beautiful green eyes. She closed the door behind her, sat down on one of the spare chairs and waited for us to say something. California welcomed her to the meeting and invited her to introduce herself and say why she was there.

The petite girl stood up and smiled as the 10 eyes in the room were on her. She was wearing a plaid skirt that was barely covering her buttocks and a white blouse that left nothing to the imagination. Her skin was as white as milk, which contrasted with the redness of her mouth. She looked each and every one of us and opened her mouth.

« Hello, my name is Mary and I’m a young sex addicted lesbian. »

The sole fact that her name was Mary was arousing us more than anything should arouse anybody. We were all waiting for her to keep going.

« I’m here tonight because I gave my arts teacher the best orgasm she ever had. »

She sat back down, her legs carelessly opened, letting us see her black and pink lace panties. Without saying a word, we all wondered how old she was. As I was looking at her, I could imagine her red lips on my waxed pussy, making me moan and giving me the best orgasm ever. She had locked her eyes into mine and was reading my thoughts. She spread her legs more for the entire room to see and then crossed them. A real tease.

«Tell us more», California asked, as curious as everybody else.

«I was in my arts class and noticed that my teacher was incredibly hot that day. She was wearing a skirt and so was I and I stayed after the bell rang. When she asked me why I was still there, I asked her if she could help me find something I thought I had left on the bottom shelf. She accepted because she is nice like that, so she got on her knees and searched for my mp3 player. All I wanted to do was see her panties but at one point, her skirt was bothering her so she lifted her skirt and I saw that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Her pussy was pink and bald, I could see it clearly, and I thought that she had done it on purpose. So I kneeled behind her, sucked on my index finger and put it straight in her cunt. »

At that point, Samantha’s legs were wide open, revealing appealing white lace panties. At that sight, my mouth watered, and so did my pussy. To our joy, Mary continued.

«I was ramming my finger in and out of her tight pussy, going at it faster and deeper by the minute when she laid down with her legs spread open, her clitoris erected and ready for me to suck on. So I kissed her hot and wet pussy and French kissed her clit while I inserted more and more fingers in her wet cunt. She came all over my fingers and screamed so loud that a janitor walked in while I had my face buried in between her legs, resulting in me being here tonight. »

As I looked around me, I noticed that California had her legs wide opened, just like Louise and Honey. Staring at Mary, I could see her nipples pointing through her blouse. The room smelled like cunt juices, coming from all of us. At out biggest surprise, Mary opened her legs wider and started touching her thighs up and down, going up so far that she was almost touching her pussy.

«Every time I talk about it, I get so hot. »

It all went down from there.

First, Mary caressed her pussy through her panties, moaning and sighing. I looked around me and the four other girls were stunned, aroused and ready to explode. The second person to join the fun was Honey who threw her panties on the other side of the room and rammed three fingers up her cunt, sighing in relief. Still wondering what to do, Louise, Samantha, California and I stared as two teenage girls were pleasuring themselves in front of us. I saw cunt juice dropping down Samantha’s thigh and couldn’t hold back anymore. I walked to her and licked her thigh all the way up to her pussy. Her panties were soaked in juice. I took them off with my teeth and stuck my tongue in the entrance of her pussy. She let out the biggest moan of them all, which got the two other girls to join the fun.

I was still eating Samantha out when I saw from the corner of my eye California in all her Latina beauty removing her panties. Next thing I felt was someone finger fucking me as I was on all fours, getting drunk on Samantha’s juices.

I took a break to see what was happening around us and saw Mary eating Louise out while fingering herself as Honey was licking her ass and masturbating. The smell of cunt juices had filled the room and we were all delirious. Everybody wanted a piece of Mary, so they took turn eating her out and fucking her until she came. After 4 orgasms, she seemed exhausted. And I was left to have my turn. As I was slowly fingering California and biting her labia, Mary looked at me, inviting me. I ignored her. So far, all the girls had thrown each other at her feet and I wasn’t about to do the same thing, even if I had a feeling that her young and bald pussy would probably have the sweetest taste. California asked me if I wanted to 69. In front of the other girls, I spun around and gave her something to lick too. Mary was still looking at me with her piercing green eyes. I invited her to come have a taste of California took. As I was licking my friend’s clit, Mary was ramming her tongue in California’s cunt. She was about to touch herself when I slapped her hand.

Louise, Samantha and Honey we sitting down, masturbating each other. All gasped when I slapped Mary’s hand to prevent her from pleasuring herself. Soon, California came in Mary’s face and I could then concentrate on pleasuring her. I pushed her on her back and pressed my knee against her cunt. She closed her eyes; sure she was going to get more acting. When I didn’t move, she gazed at me.

«What are you doing? »

Without saying a word, I moved my knee up and down, making the little bitch moan. California, once again, started finger fucking me as I was doing my best not to lose my concentration. Mary was just about to cum from the rubbing when I removed my knee.

«What the fuck do you think you’re doing? »

With a smart ass smirk on my face I looked at her.

«Giving you the best fucking orgasm you’ve ever had. »

I spread her legs wide open and put 3 fingers from each hand deep inside her pussy. Trying to act like she wasn’t feeling anything to pay me back, Mary bit her red lips that I had been dying to have on my cunt since she had walked in the room. Her clit was red and obviously raw from all the action it had gotten, but I didn’t care. I wrapped my lips around it, teasing in with small licks, sucking on it once in a blue moon but still fucking her brains out with my fingers. When I finally decided to give her clit some real action, Mary exploded, cumming all over my fingers, giving her an orgasm that left her gasping for air. Satisfied, I let myself go and came all over California’s fingers who licked them straight away.

I got up off the floor, followed by California with whom I had come to the meeting.

«I’m afraid this is it for tonight. We’ll see you girls next Friday. »

For some reason, the YSALA meetings were never boring anymore.