Vanessa & Ava
I always wanted to explore writing lesbian erotica stories. Here’s an excerpt from my writing practice. 
“Seriously, Vanessa! We’re only 50 years old. Why are you trying to curl up and disappear when there’s still time left for you to enjoy your life? My nana lived until she was 95. It’s stories everyday about women living until they’re 105. Think about everything you can do in just another 30 years?” Ava passionately explained.
“But time isn’t guaranteed to any of us,” I retorted. She knows I hate talking about my age.
“Ok, so let’s focus on the present then. If tomorrow isn’t guaranteed and we could die at any moment, how do you wanna spend the next 24 hours? If this is the only time you know you have, why not do whatever you want?” she replied, clearly stating it as a challenge. A dare even.
At that moment, I thought about what it would be like to die and never know how it would feel to kiss her. Before I could stop myself, I reached out and pulled her face against mine. I could feel the shock and stiffness in her body melt away as soon and my tongue caressed hers. My hands immediately slid into her hair as her arms wrapped around my back pulling me closer. For weeks the delicious smell of her hair attacked my senses. Lavender and coconut. Just wrapping her curls around my fingers made me salivate. I gotta taste her.
As if she read my mind, Ava snatched my shirt off and pushed me against the wall. She stopped for a second and smirked at the Savage Fenty bra she helped me pick out then went straight for my neck. She started at my collarbone then worked her way up to my ear, leaving a trail of kisses along the way. I bit my lip in anticipation. I could feel my wetness drip down my leg. As if she could smell me, she reached under my skirt and stuck her fingers deep inside. I felt like I was going to explode. It's been so long since I’ve been touched like this. Before my brain could wander off she pulled her fingers up to her lips and licked off every drop of me then kissed me.
Tasting myself on her lips did something to me. It felt like she unlocked another part of myself that I didn’t know existed. A soft growl escaped my lips and I flipped her around and pinned her to the wall where I once stood. I wanted to be in control now. I unbuttoned her pants and pulled her shirt over her head while her pants slid to the floor. We locked eyes and my breath caught in my throat. It’s like time stopped and for the first time, I saw her. Really saw her. I gently traced the side of her face with my fingertips and tucked her curls behind her ear. “You’re so beautiful,” I whispered.
to be continued …
