Erotic Second Lives

These stories, chronicling love and sensuality in Second Life, are works of erotic romance. Avatar names and details are fictional, unless otherwise stated, but Commune Utopia Love-In Orgy announcements and contributions from friends have “real virtual" attributions. Tales of passion, friendship, and love are explicit in their sexuality. Yoru welcomes love stories to inspire and include. Thank you for your comments, and note that content is under constant revision.

Thursday, February 4, 2016

The Eccentric Hero and the Dancing Girl: (1-3)

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FUMIKO, RAINBOW, AND RAIN

Both Fumiko-san and I were eighteen years old when finally we had our first experience of love between girls. It was with each other. On the day we met, it was storming in the country village where we lived, and I suppose you could say it was the rain that caused us to become girlfriends and lovers.

From the village, one can see Mount Fuji on clear days, but that day it stood majestically in view even though warm rain pelted my head and neck and shoulders. I wondered why the sun was still on my face at the same time the ditches were madly swallowing the rivulets away. Shielding my eyes with both hands, I discovered that the rain was blowing from a tower of purple clouds farther away towards the mountain. I had never experienced rain and sunshine together like this and remember hoping it was an omen of some miracle to come.


Fumiko was smiling at me through the sheets of slanting rain from the other side of the muddy road, her wet hair glistening like a slick, black kitten's. Her thin arms stuck out of her soaked yukata as she waved the wave of "come!" to me, hand and forearm motioning down, Asian style. I pulled up my dress gingerly as I crossed to her, avoiding puddles, and saw her eyes gazing at my exposed legs through the watery curtain. She had charcoal-black eyes. I picked my route carefully to her, where she grabbed my arm and pulled me into her garage out of the rain. There were many cardboard boxes, so many that their automobile would not fit in the garage. They were recently moved from Tokyo and, until they unpacked, her garage was a wonderful labyrinth with paths and alleys and hideaways.



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We were wet through and through but soon fell to laughing at how waif-like we looked. She was strong and held me tightly as she collapsed giggling to the cool concrete floor, dragging me with her. After laying on me a brief, embarrassing moment, she crawled off and I followed her under to a hiding place with only a faint streak of light from the packing boxes above. There she turned around in a tight spot in the semi-dark and kissed me! I was very surprised. I had been kissed before, but only by boys, older boys, never by a girl my own age.

We timidly pretended I had captured her and she helped me to tie her feet loosely above her on a boxtop. She propped them up so I could see under her clothes. I remember the soft skin of her thighs and her white cotton panties. As I touched her there she lay very still, her eyes wide. I don't know how long we did this, but I remember we did nothing more than touch. How was I to know what else to do? Isn't it strange that at that early age we already thrilled at the powerful attraction within us to same sex love? I remember suddenly realizing that the other half of humanity, feminine and soft and curiously unpredictable, was now available to me as lovers in addition to men.When later we went outside, the rain had stopped, and there before us a rainbow rose into the blue sky, growing visible, then fading, then again waxing colorful and shimmering on the sunny side of Fuji-san. It was my first rainbow love affair.
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